"Don't be complacent, you can't surpass us, just go out, just go out......"

Looking at Chen Hao viciously, the figure of the uncle in the long shirt gradually disappeared, but the resentful voice was endless, terrifying.

"Spicy next door, this old guy has a bad brain, Lao Tzu has never seen such unreasonable, if he is killed, he will implicate the innocent, what is the difference between this and those mountain bandits who killed him?" The onlookers looked angry, and one of them scolded loudly with a look of disdain.

"Lao Jiu, don't say it, the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, some people are born evil, they want everyone to worship when they live, and they complain about the heavens and people when they die, if you want me to say, such a thing will be destroyed directly, maybe other resentful spirits can be saved." Mao Liuye snorted.

When Chen Hao heard this, his eyes lit up and he was thoughtful.

The movie was played all night, until dawn, but in the valley, no longer a resentful spirit emerged.

Chen Hao is not in a hurry, everything is difficult at the beginning, now he has found the right way, he can always penetrate the enemy, disintegrate the enemy's fighting spirit, and then win the final victory.

The next day, the ghost village lurked, and the movie was not released.

After a day of running around and a busy night, a group of old men only took turns squinting for a while, and they were already tired, so Chen Hao asked the old men to rest. Start getting busy on your own.

Although the ghost village does not come out during the day, those resentful spirits are lurking in the ruins of the remnant village, and they can't see it, and they can hear it.

Chen Hao moved the stereo or something to the ruins, and then played the song.

What kind of mother, father, grateful heart in the candlelight, only mother is good in the world, as long as it is a song that can resonate the best side of human nature, Chen Hao will take turns to play it repeatedly.

Under the bombardment of such beautiful music, even if you are hard-hearted, I will turn you into a finger twister.

Compared with this kind of gentle means, fighting and killing or something, I hate it the most.

Chen Hao will never admit that he can't beat it.

Sure enough, the music sounded, and in the BGM full of emotion, Chen Hao's yin and yang eyes saw that the resentful spirit aura in the remnants of the ruins was floating, obviously this effect was good.

Seeing this scene, Chen Hao was satisfied and went to meditate and rest.

From beginning to end, the little fox who has been watching has always been in a state of blindfolding.

Everything Chen Hao has done has broken its three views.

It turns out that there is still a sauce purple super? Is this what a man in the Dao would do?

But this effect really amazed the little fox.

The changes of the resentful spirits, it also sees it in its eyes, it has been taking care of the ghost village for decades, and it can feel the magic of the resentful spirits more clearly than Chen Hao, it is a kind of rift, that old ghost, I am afraid that it will be a tragedy.

The little fox is very satisfied, the ghost village is the regret of the Qianping Daoist, as it was taught and guided by the Qianping Daoist, so as to embark on the correct path of cultivation, and it also regards the ghost village as its own responsibility.

If the ghost village is not solved, it will not even leave here for the rest of its life.

Now that there is hope for the superduity of the ghost village, the little fox feels that the future is bright.

Wow!

Just as the little fox was fantasizing, a voice suddenly sounded.

When I turned my head, it was a black cat.

The little fox narrowed his eyes.

This bald cat is really itchy or how to drop, the old lady eats your rice, steals your chicken, and it's endless.

Just as he was thinking about whether to teach it a lesson, so as not to ruin his good mood, the little fox suddenly moved his eyes and looked to the other side.

The rooster didn't know when he ran up, and although he looked reluctant, he was clearly on the side of the black cat.

Yo? Joined forces to play two against one? Believe it or not, I let you have one claw, and you are also a turtle that can be solved in two or three clicks. Sister's 100-year cultivation is not a joke.

A hint of disdain flashed in the little fox's eyes and squeaked at the black cat.

The black cat suddenly exploded, and roared angrily.

The little fox was stunned, tilted his head and glanced at Chen Hao, who was meditating not far away, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Then the little fox looked at the black cat and squeaked again.

The black cat was stunned and looked at the little fox with distrust.

The little fox raised his head, disdainful of reply, and turned and walked away gracefully.

The black cat hesitated, but did not move.

The male ** ran over and clucked.

Black cat meow meow.

After a while, the rooster looked at the black cat angrily and clucked a few times. Then he walked away as well.

Black Cat: "......"

What the dead fox said is true or false, why do I always feel fooled? Can you believe the fox's words?

After resting for only four or five hours, the old men came back to life full of blood and were full of energy.

Seeing Chen Hao meditating, they also knew the severity and did not disturb, but came to the ruins of the remnant village together.

Speaking of which, they were in awe of the forbidden place marked in the ancestral teachings, and they never came.

But after last night's contact, the old men were much less in awe of the ghost village, but a little more pitiful for them.

A group of innocent villagers who have been harmed by the times have been blinded by hatred and cannot be freed, and even if they cannot go beyond it, they will face the tragic end of being suppressed or eliminated.

For such a group of people, they are full of emotion.

The older generation of Mao Lao Village was also forced by the times to live, but they were fortunate to meet the old Taoist chief, taught the Taoist knife technique, and had the power to resist, not only was not violated, but was full of anger and blood, giving those who brought disasters a head-on blow, and they were happy.

This ghost village just didn't have the strength to protect itself, so it was hurt.

Looking at the ruins, Mao Liuye suddenly walked over, sat down facing the plate, took out the old cigarette stick, lit it for himself and took a puff, and then said: "Township...... Speaking of which, even the children of you are older than me, and when you were alive, we were not yet born, and we were all elders. But I'm also old, an old man, and I don't think I will live long, so don't worry about this humility, we are all Chinese, and we are all fathers and fellow villagers. ”

"Speaking of which, we are also neighbors, our Mao Lao Village is more than 20 miles away in Yazigou, and we have lived for decades. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and now the old man will talk to you about family things and talk about his heart. ”

As soon as Mao Liuye spoke, the resentment in the ruins floated.

Mao Liuye talked about the foreign invasion decades ago, the bloody storm, and the vast number of Chinese people from ignorance to enlightenment, and rose from enlightenment. Speaking of the story of his father's formation of the Mao family's machete team and bloody battles, talking about China's turnaround and going to the world, talking about great leaders, and talking about the good life of modern times.

This kind of hundred-year turbulent history with a subdued tone and a heartfelt emotional structure, I heard that a group of old people around Mao Liuye were excited and sighed, these hundred years, it is not easy to go really hard.

And the resentment in the ruins is also in the words, slowly calming down.

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This chapter is the alliance leader of the Nine Shadows Supreme Heaven plus more, to be honest, the alliance leader is so supportive, plus a change, I'm ashamed, but the plan can't catch up with the changes, it's approaching the end of the year, all kinds of relatives and friends' happy wine, I'm the eldest son in the family, I can't shirk it. So for a long time, I may still be unstable, so I can only try to rush the manuscript. Please rest assured, I will make sure to update no less than three chapters a day, try to add five chapters, and when I have enough time, I will break out once.