Lin Quan naturally couldn't choose to leave.

The old man in coarse linen: "You young man......"

Crunch!

Outside the village, a swimming green light was reflected, and a group of gloomy Yin soldiers appeared in the village with weapons in hand.

A tall Yin soldier should be the commander of the squad, waving the rusty sword in his hand.

Without saying a word, the Yin soldiers killed the villagers with weapons.

They seem to have established the death of the shopkeeper, and there is no need to identify the murderer.

As soon as he came up, he started the posture of slaughtering the village!

The villagers looked panicked and desperate.

The child was even more frightened and buried his head in his mother's arms.

These children are probably more than 500 years old.

It's just that I've been living in the same ghost village, and I'm favored by my parents, and my heart is still the same as a child.

A Yin soldier raised his ragged spear and stabbed at the old man in coarse linen.

The old man in coarse linen glanced at Lin Quan, regretting that Lin Quan did not leave, and then closed his eyes and waited for his soul to be annihilated.

"Bang!"

kicked the Yin soldier away, and when the Yin soldier flew out, it fell apart.

Lin Quan stood in front of the villagers, facing dozens of Yin soldiers alone, and threw the wine jar to the old man: "Old man, wash off the marks on your body, and I will take you to the Yin Beast Hunting Ground." ”

It's not that Lin Quan doesn't want to bring these villagers to the human world, it's just that he doesn't know where to place these villagers.

Tao Yaoyao and Zhou Jia can be arranged by their side, but the two female ghosts are like two drops of water integrated into Nanshi, and they will not have any impression on the human world.

But there are so many ghosts, if one is not well placed, it will cause a lot of trouble to the human world, after all, yin and yang are separated.

In that case, then take them into the Yin Beast Hunting Ground, where the ghost king does not dare to set foot easily, and clear out a place for them to live safely should be enough.

A group of villagers looked at Lin Quan in a daze.

Facing the rushing Yin soldiers, Lin Quan shook his hand, and a black chain appeared in his hand.

Bang bang bang!

The black chains rushed into the pile of Yin soldiers like a dragon, swinging sideways to the left and right twice, and all the Yin soldiers shattered.

Whoa!

Lin Quan put away his chains and turned to look at the stunned group of villagers.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Lin Quan took the wine jar from the old man in coarse linen, uncorked the bottle and looked at it, it was a jar of clear water.

Mizusawa is as clear as wine.

Lin Quan glanced at the villagers, grabbed the hand of a delicate-looking young girl, and glanced at the girl: "Come, where is your mark?" I'll wash you. ”

The girl reacted, glanced at Lin Quan shyly, lowered her head, and silently stretched out her right hand, with a circular red seal on the back of her hand.

Lin Quan held the girl's paper-pale hand: "...... It turned out to be on the back of the hand. ”

There was a hint of regret in his voice.

Lin Quan poured the water from the altar on the back of her hand, and then rubbed it repeatedly.

The girl became even more shy and tried to pull her hand out.

"Girl, your hands are too white and lack blood, I'll rub them for you a while to help blood circulation."

The girl covered her mouth and smiled softly.

She's a ghost, and of course her hands are white.

The blood is still flowing, and this handsome ghost brother who is dressed strangely is really funny to talk about.

The old man in coarse linen coughed dryly.

Lin Quan didn't hear it, and rubbed it again, the soft and boneless little hands were really comfortable to rub, and now that Tao Xiaoxiao has a body, there is no longer the boneless texture of before, hey, it's a pity.

When the girl shyly wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, Lin Quan finally let go of his hand.

The old man in coarse linen looked at Lin Quan speechlessly, this guy looked very serious, but now he doesn't look like a good bird.

He, the village chief, is still here, and this young man is so blatantly taking advantage of the girls in their village! It's really unbelievable.

If it weren't for Lin Quan's strength, he would have saved them just now.

The old man had already raised his crutches and blasted Lin Quan out.

They have been ghosts for 800 years and have been living in the village.

So their concept is still stuck in ancient times.

Although it is located in a remote mountain village, the concept is not so important, but it is also much more conservative than the current era of the view of men and women.

Lin Quan: "Hey, why is your mark still there?" Am I not kneading hard enough? ”

The girl hurriedly hid her little hands behind her, lowered her head, and said that she wouldn't let Lin Quan touch it.

The old man in coarse linen said helplessly: "Young man, do you think that if you use this water, the mark will disappear immediately?" ”

Lin Quan: "Isn't it? ”

The old man in coarse linen clothes: "This water can indeed erase the mark, but it will take half an hour.

The black-hearted shopkeeper sold the water to us, and it took ten liters of yin qi, but if anyone planned to bring this water to the outside world and wash the mark off, then they would be dumbfounded, when the water was sprinkled on his hands, it would take half an hour to eliminate, and with the connection between the black-hearted shopkeeper and the mark, he could detect it at the first time, and then he could make the mark explode with a thought, after all, the mark itself was formed by the yin qi that he separated.

That's why I asked you to leave us alone, let you leave quickly, although the Yin soldiers can't let the mark explode, but they can sense the mark, you take us away, it will take half an hour for the mark to disappear, and in this half an hour, the Yin soldiers will chase us! But it hurt you in vain.

Although you are strong, but with us these drags ......"

Lin Quan: "This girl, come, I'll wash your mark." ”

While the old man was rambling, Lin Quan had already grabbed the other girl's hand and began to rub it.

Although the environment of this small broken village is not good, a few girls are very good-looking.

Lin Quan: "Come, girl, I'll wash your hands." ”

"I, I'm already married, it's not good ......"

"It's okay, it's just a mark, what's wrong, little broken boy, I'm going to wash your mother's hands, you stay."

“……”

"Come, girl, don't be nervous, just treat me as a friend, I have someone to give the title, called Friend of Women, don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

“……”

After a while, Lin Quan rubbed all the hands of the beautiful women in the village who looked under thirty...... It's washed over and over again.

Among them, he learned the names of several girls, such as Xiaoliu, Xiaolian, Xiaolan, etc.

Lin Quan looked at the ghost who hadn't washed his hands yet, and threw the wine jar to the old man tastelessly: "You guys hurry up and wash it." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Xiaoliu, Xiaolan, and Xiaolian aside to tell jokes.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched.

Most of the people who haven't washed their hands are elderly.

The children didn't have to wash their hands because they didn't have to go out of the village to catch prey.

"Oops~~"

The old man felt a pain in his skull.