Chen Yang Shuhui couldn't help but worry when she saw this scene on the roof of the building.

"Are these people crazy?"

"Stupid!"

Looking at the villagers who rushed over and were about to fight, Lin Qianmo spit out two words.

Wow.

A big sword as wide as a door, like a divine soldier descending from heaven, smashed on the ground of the ancestral hall at once.

Immediately, with the tip of the sword as the axis, the cracks spread outward in an arc.

The villagers who pounced on them staggered and stood unsteadily.

Lin Qianmo stood with a sword: "You are all fascinated by her methods, you think she is saving you, but in fact she is harming you, be sober!" ”

But these villagers seemed to have fallen into evil, and after standing firm, regardless of it, they pounced on Lin Qianmo again, looking like they couldn't wait to eat his flesh and blood.

"In that case, I can only make you suffer a little."

Lin Qianmo's eyes were slightly cold, and the black sword body glowed with red light, and it swept out at once.

The scorching air wave turned the entire ancestral hall into a high-temperature furnace of dozens of degrees in an instant.

He released his qi and blood, and his masculine power overflowed.

"Ah, it's hot, it's hot."

"I'm so sick of heat!"

"What's wrong with my body, it seems that there are insects crawling in my body, it hurts, it hurts!"

……

The villagers fell to the ground one after another, and the yin qi and the special yellow smoke that were wrapped around their bodies were refined by the masculine force, turning into a black-gray gas that emanated from the pores.

Seeing this scene, the spirit woman, who was originally covering her eyes and showing smugness on her face, forgot to wipe away the blood flowing on her wrinkled face, and looked at everything blankly: "How come? How is it possible, qi and blood are like ovens, how can today's cultivators achieve such a state in this realm? ”

The villagers wailed for a while, and after a while, their bodies changed from the initial pain to warm comfort, and the expressions on their faces returned to normal.

And those villagers who were already dead, after controlling their evil power were refined, they became real corpses, and fell to the ground, with a peaceful expression on their faces, as if they had been relieved.

The "Li Chenghui" pulled by Li's mother also fell to the ground, turning into a stinky corpse, and at the moment when the corpse fell to the ground, a yellow and clear object fell from his abdomen to the ground.

If you look closely, it turns out to be the corpse of a yellow-skinned person.

"This, this is not Hui'er, old man, what about Hui'er? Hui'er, he ......" The expression on Li's mother's face was miserable, and she wanted to see a familiar figure in the crowd.

"Want to go? Did you ask me if I said yes? ”

Although the scene was chaotic, Lin Qianmo had been paying attention to the spirit woman in the ancestral hall, and when he saw that she wanted to slip away, he shouted, jumped out, stretched out his left hand, covered the heaven and earth, and shrouded the spirit woman who was oiled on the soles of his feet.

The panicked Lingpo found that no matter which direction she went, she couldn't avoid this palm, just like a heavenly net, there was nothing missing.

He hesitated for half a second.

When the palm fell, the spirit woman flew upside down, hit the wall of the ancestral hall, and fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Qianmo's palm power spit out, the golden dragon claws flew out, grabbed the spirit woman as if carrying a little chicken, and grabbed it closely, and then, his palm power shook, and the evil energy on the spirit woman was scattered, and she was paralyzed to the ground, without the ability to resist.

"Shuhui, come down, look at the spirit woman, I'll deal with this artifact."

Hearing Lin Qianmo's words, Chen Yang Shuhui jumped down from downstairs and landed beside him: "You go, leave it to me here." ”

"Okay."

Lin Qianmo nodded and walked towards the black chains on the altar that were surging with resentment.

The underworld must not be suppressed.

The source of its power is evil, and the spirits in it, no matter how good they were in life, will be impregnated by all kinds of strange forces such as resentment, evil, and cruelty, and fall in a dark direction.

And there is a reason for this gloom.

Lin Qianmo has faced this situation and has been prepared for a long time.

Seeing that the immortal weapon that exuded a strong resentment was about to move, Lin Qianmo raised the Wufeng is a supreme yang sword qi.

The sword qi slammed into the artifact, and it didn't make the vibration sound it should have.

Seeing the changes in his foreground, Lin Qianmo found himself in an old village, at this time, he was standing at the door of a house with the word Xi on the door, and the courtyard was full of people.

The courtyard is set up with flowing water seats, and the aroma of food fills the air.

The guests ate happily, talked in pairs, some sneered, some satisfied, and some disdainful.

"Hey, the girl that Li Laosan bought for his son with a lot of money, I can see it, that look, that figure, tsk." A middle-aged man with short hair and rat eyes said while eating.

"Li Cripple is not shallow!" The tall man at the same table.

"I heard that the girl seems to be mute." The flat-faced man at the next table interjected.

"Dumb? What's the point, the saw-spouted gourd, no matter how hard it tries, there is something missing. The bald head sitting opposite the short-haired middle-aged man said disdainfully,

"Yo. I think you're jealous, didn't you say you wanted to please a mother-in-law from a neighboring village? It's been half a year, and there hasn't been a shadow! The short-haired middle-aged man said with a grin.

The crowd roared.

……

The scene changes.

In a new house.

A good-looking big-eyed woman, wearing a bright red wedding dress, her hands and feet tied to the bed, her eyes full of helplessness, despair and fear.

Sold to a strange place, where everything was unfamiliar to her, she felt helpless like never before.

She had seen her newlywed husband, an ugly-looking lame man, with a very unkind temper, and when she knew that she couldn't speak, her eyes were full of contempt.

Creak.

The door of the marriage room was opened.

A group of people rushed in and engaged in the so-called marriage trouble.

The group of strangers, whose eyes were full of vulgarity, began to grope around on the bed, and gradually, their hands and feet became irregular, groping the body of the big-eyed woman.

The big-eyed woman couldn't make a sound, her hands and feet were tied and she couldn't struggle, and tears of humiliation flowed down the corners of her eyes, wetting the festive quilt under her.

Finally, the marriage trouble passed.

His newlywed husband, full of alcohol, closed the door and limped towards her, without the slightest soft word, and the lame man pounced on the big-eyed woman like a beast.

Pain, pain never before......

Lin Qianmo closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it, everything had already become a foregone conclusion, it was a matter of decades, and he couldn't reverse it. It's just that he can feel the Tao, and the emotions revealed by the big-eyed woman are only fear, fear, and grievance......

There is no such evil anger and resentment.

"What happened to make her so resentful, wanting the whole village to be buried with her, even their descendants, and how did that black chain become an evil artifact?"

Scenes began to appear before his eyes.

Fate is irreversible, in this not a good world, the big-eyed woman can only accept all this silently.

She survived carefully in this family, and every day as soon as it was dawn, she got up to do farm work, busy in and out. When the sun rose, he hurried to make a fire and cook.

It's busy all day.

(PS: I'm sorry, I fell asleep last night.... I woke up at six in the morning and just finished writing. ）