The loud crash was mixed with a hysterical roar. It's like shouting to kill all the children and grandchildren, kill all the children and grandchildren.

The people hiding inside were screaming in fright.

"Help, there's a ghost......"

"Who's going to save us......"

……

The old corpses were stunned, and kept banging on the door with their bony palms, making a muffled sound.

Because of the strong sink, in less than thirty strokes, a fist-sized gap appeared in the closed iron door, and the face of a pale and frightened woman could be faintly seen.

"Boss, I, I seem to see your mother"

The woman said in a trembling voice.

"What, my mom, how could my mom come and kill us"

From behind the door came another man's incredible voice.

"It's really your mom, she's coming back for you"

The woman's voice trembled even more.

At this moment, all kinds of faint exclamations came from around.

"Mom, how could it be you?"

"It's grandma, grandpa, grandma is back"

"you, is that you?"

……

The woman was so frightened that her face turned like dirt, and she muttered to herself: "The woman from Zhangjia Village has come back to ask for her life from her descendants."

Poof, there was a sound of falling from behind the door.

"What's wrong with you, boss?"

The woman exclaimed.

With a bang, the iron door that was like a weak virgin was smashed open, and in the howling wind, five or six ugly-looking old corpses, with endless evil energy, rushed in.

Seeing the familiar house, the familiar hell, the familiar scene that makes people sick and vomit, the old corpses are extremely hateful, and their empty eyes glow blood-red.

An old corpse with a shriveled body rushed to the pigsty on one side with an arrow step, and pulled a chain coiled on the stone platform and broke it alive.

The light flashed, and the scene across time and space reappeared.

A helpless and desperate woman in ancient costume, with tears on her face, with an iron ring around her neck, like a dog, was chained to a stone platform.

A drunken man rushed up, stripped her naked, ignored her wailing and struggles, and went crazy about his bestiality while cursing and cursing in his mouth.

"Ahh

Seeing the most painful scene in his memory, the old corpse went crazy, roared angrily to the sky, bared his fangs, and looked like he wanted to choose someone to devour.

The old corpses around him also let out a low roar.

"Ahh

The woman was frightened inexplicably, and she didn't care about her husband who was lying on the ground, so she was busy protecting her two children and retreated towards the hall.

Five or six old corpses split in two, half surrounding the fainting man, and half chasing after the woman.

With a bang, the door to the hall was closed by the woman.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of the old corpse slamming on the door sounded again.

"Woo woo woo ......"

"Mom, I'm afraid"

The two children, who had been frightened before, reacted and began to cry.

The woman who was so frightened that her heart was about to jump out hurriedly reached out and hugged the two children.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

The sound of slamming the door one after another made the mother and son extremely frightened.

The door of the hall, which was not strong in the first place, was like a helpless boat on the sea, which could capsize at any time in the wind and rain.

Boom, the door was slammed open.

The mother and son, who had been hiding under the table, let out a frightened cry at the same time.

The two old corpses who came in, seeing the furnishings in the house, became even more manic, roared low, and smashed the things in the house.

Bang, the table was smashed too.

The mother and son had nowhere to hide, and could do nothing but cry out in despair.

"Kill all your offspring, kill all your offspring......"

In the bodies of the two old corpses, there was a resentful voice shouting.

"Kill"

"Kill"

Two old corpses pounced on the mother and son.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable"

The sound of Dao rhyme sounded in every corner of the village, and one by one the old corpses stopped their attacking movements and stood in place, looking up at the sky.

On the sky a few hundred meters high, Chu Feng sat cross-legged, his body like a small mountain, and his body exuded ten thousand purple qi.

Thousands of old corpses trembled and prostrate themselves, but their faces still showed resentment and unwillingness.

"You suffered so much in your life that you could not be reunited with your family for the rest of your life, and you were not immediately put to death because you had mercy on you."

In the sky, Chu Feng's face was full of pity.

Thousands of old corpses kowtowed like garlic and made a buzzing sound.

"No, you have to kill all your children and grandchildren, and the poor road will never agree."

In the sky, Chu Feng shook his head and refused.

The old corpses were manic, constantly resisting the coercion from the sky, and in the fierce struggle, the shriveled bodies flowed black blood.

"Why bother, innocent offspring"

Chu Feng sighed lightly.

At this time, the villagers of Zhangjia Village bowed to the ground one by one and begged the gods to save them.

Chu Feng in the sky looked at the villagers on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "It is not the poor Dao who can save you, it is you who will not kowtow to your ancestors and promise not to cooperate with human traffickers again." ”

Hearing this, the villagers stood up, walked up to the old corpses who had almost killed them just now, knelt down, and kowtowed like garlic.

"Mother, my son must be an honest man, and when the girls are tired of playing, my son will take over."

"If the girl doesn't get tired of playing, the son will wait until the people are willing."

"Even if a son marries an older and ugly one, he won't look for traffickers"

"If the old and ugly don't look down on their son, their son will die alone."

"Grandma, I will not do anything illegal."

"Mother, I won't let my son do bad things."

……

One by one, the old corpses heard the assurances of their juniors, and the resentment on their bodies was reduced by half.

Chu Feng recited the Sutra of People in a timely manner.

The resentment on the old corpses has decreased a lot.

In the end, one by one, with a faint resentment, they left the village and returned to the underground.

In the sky, Chu Feng said in a deep voice: "If someone violates the promise just now, the ancestors will ask for their lives, don't say it is unpredictable." ”

The villagers bowed their heads one after another, promising not to commit any more crimes.

In the sky, the purple qi boiled for a while, and Chu Feng's figure gradually faded.

In the earthen house, He Yuting's soul was blurred for a while, and she almost broke away from her body. The resentment of the old corpses dissipated, which also affected her.

As a ghost, if there is no resentment, the soul cannot last.

"Mom"

A childish voice came from outside the earthen house.

He Yuting's body shook and pushed open the closed door.

Under the blurry moonlight, Xu Jiarong, who had long hair fluttering, protected three ignorant children and stood quietly.

"Tongtong, Xiaolei, Han"

Softly calling out the names of the three children, He Yuting shed bloody tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Mom"

"Mom"

"Mom"

With a cheerful laugh, the three children ran towards He Yuting.

"Mommy is here"

He Yuting bent down and hugged the three children who rushed into her arms tightly.

Xu Jiarong, who stood in place and did not move, looked at the scene of mother and son recognizing each other, and her beautiful eyes flashed with crystal tears.

"Drop, the system task is completed, and the host will be rewarded with 100 points"

Xu Jiarong, who was immersed in emotion, did not react until a warm big hand pressed on her shoulder.

"It's time for us to go"

Xu Jiarong turned around slowly, her beautiful face full of tears.

"Dao Chief, will they still be separated?"

Chu Feng stretched out his hand to wipe away Xu Jiarong's tears and smiled.

"Poor Dao has cast a spell to make He Yuting's spirit and flesh one, she can live for thirty years, she can not only watch her son and daughter grow up, but also watch them marry wives and have children."

"That's good"

Xu Jiarong nodded, smiling with tears.

"Life is like a fog and a dream, and it is still free to be born and destroyed"

Chu Feng took Xu Jiarong's hand and disappeared into the night.