When the bullock stomped on the ground, an electric current struck the ground, and a clear hoof print immediately appeared on the ground.

The cow's hooves naturally couldn't stomp on the poor ghost Mao Changsheng, and when Mao Changsheng's yin wind turned two feet away to show his figure, he was also a little frightened.

On the contrary, it is really the opposite, in the past, the poor dead ghost had to fiddle with a group of beasts, but a giant pinched the grass stalk and fiddled with a group of small ants, but today, it is a bit like a little ant fiddling with a group of giants.

The poor ghost covered his heart, felt a little puzzled, looked at the dog on the roof of the shed and the big cow and horse on the ground, and also secretly used the ghost power, and found that the ghost power was not lost, and looked at the workers in the shed.

The dog on the roof of the shed regained its calm, and the cow on the ground, with its noble feet, was no longer irritable at all, and all fixed its eyes on the simple doors of the migrant workers.

The migrant workers all woke up and got dressed one after another, but no one dared to open the door and offend the imposing beasts, and they all looked a little puzzled.

Mu Laosan was the one who led the work before, and after Mu Laosan beat the exorcist mage, he went into the county town to amputate his hands and legs, and before he was discharged from the hospital, he was led by Mu Laosan's brother Mu Laosi.

Mu Laosi is also a very vicious person, a green face is often exposed with green tendons, the most favorite to hit people, once for the fight for Tianshui to dominate and suddenly punch a woman, the woman was afraid and angry, raised the steel hoe in her hand to block, flesh and blood are only steel, Mu Laosi discounted his right hand in a few places.

Later, although Mu Laosi extorted several sums of money from the woman's family, and had * the woman several times, one right hand was still alive and became a strange-shaped meat hammer, and those shameless villains actually gave him a good nickname "One-armed Divine Fist Mu Laosi".

At this time, Mu Laosi had just been working for a few days, and he was busy establishing his prestige, so he got up early, looked out through the crack in the door, saw cows, horses and dogs, but didn't see the smoke of making breakfast, so he roared loudly: "Cook breakfast, don't you go to the kitchen soon, when will you wait?"

The cook, a fat and fat girl from the mountains, who liked to laugh at the workers, heard the roar and shouted happily through the sheds: "It's so terrible outside, I don't dare to go out! You are manly husbands, go out and get rid of those beasts first!"

"Women, in addition to giving birth to children and cooking, what other fart is used?" Mu Laosi shouted disdainfully, picked up a steel bar more than one meter long with his left hand, not thick or thin, and slammed open the door with his toes, "It's all cowards, look at me!"

As soon as the shelf door opened, Mu Laosi had just stepped out of the door with his front feet, and a big buffalo in the distance "exhaled" and spewed out a stream of hot air, jumped on all fours, and rushed up at once.

"Mom!" Mu Laosi was so frightened that the steel bar fell to the ground, and immediately retreated to the shed, his face turned pale.

With a "bang", he turned his head on the door, and the door suddenly twisted and deformed, and the entire row of more than ten sheds connected into a row shook like an earthquake, causing a series of screams.

Fortunately, the big buffalo attacked, and immediately relaxed, shook its huge head as if it had just woken up from a big dream, and when it turned around, it ran out of the herd and ran alone into the wilderness, in a state of immortal who did not care about mortals.

The incident happened suddenly, and then ended quickly, and the poor ghost watched the whereabouts of the attacking cow in astonishment, and found that on the floor of the roof shelf doorway, a spell had fallen from the transparent tape, with yellow paper and red letters.

Oh, could it be that this cow was put with a charm by someone and surrendered to become so fierce and incredible? After the big buffalo attacked, the charm fell, and it got rid of the control, and then it was left alone?

The poor dead man thought about it, turned into a yin wind, and jumped two feet away, and looked closely at the bellies of the big cows, horses, and dogs, and found that every horse, every cow, and every dog, and the secret places in their bellies, were pasted with transparent tape with the same charm.

Hey, I see.

The poor dead man stopped happily and landed in a safe place, grinning and scratching his ears and cheeks.

These beasts behave abnormally and work together to deal with these migrant workers, not because of the love of the village, but because they have been spelled and manipulated, and turned into involuntary mechanical monsters.

Who is doing this? Why is this being done? What is the purpose?

The people who did this, obviously, were the ones who opposed the construction of Yanhuang Village.

The person who did this was obviously not an ordinary person, but a person with his ability and a deep understanding of the art of Qimen Dunjia.

Who else would there be such a person, besides an exorcist mage?

Naturally, this is not the work of the exorcist mage - the exorcist mage is kept in captivity by the local government and serves the local government, so how can he drive the beasts to do such a thing? Isn't this eating the government's food and smashing the government's bowl?

Not an exorcist mage, who could it be?

Could this be the actions of Gu Tian, who resolutely opposed the construction of a resort in Yanhuang Village?

Does Gu Tian have such a strange ability?

Gu Tian didn't have such a miraculous ability, wouldn't he hire a master with this kind of magical ability?

Alas, who is the big god behind the scenes?

Alas, whoever is behind the trouble, the first priority is to get rid of these brutes and let the workers hurry to eat breakfast before going to work.

The best and most direct way to get rid of these beasts is to remove the charms from those beasts, so that they can wake up, regain their wildness, and completely get rid of the manipulation spells of mysterious forces.

It is obviously impossible for the workers to remove the charms, and the workers have become frightened birds, and everyone is in danger, and they wish there was a cellar to burrow down and hide.

It is obviously impossible to let this handsome guy remove those spells by himself, within two zhang, the spells will emit a strong repulsive force like high-voltage electricity, even if it can't destroy everything, it can also consume ghost power.

What should I do? Go to the big boss Meng Haodong, the gut-pumping ghost, or go to those beautiful ghosts for advice?

If you can't settle such a thing, go to the boss to complain, and the boss will only see you as the back of Zhu Bajie - an incompetent (Wuneng) person, and he will naturally not rely on you much in the future.

If you ask the female ghosts for advice, this is even more unusual—female ghosts only like heroes, not straw bastards—and complain to them when they encounter difficulties, and do you want to fall in love with them in the future? Besides, if you have long hair and short knowledge, that's not for male ghosts.

Forget it, the sky is falling, and the handsome guy will stand up to it himself - he can't stand it, he will be crushed, and he can be regarded as a good man.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng thought a lot in an instant, and found that the most reliable thing in the shadow was himself, so he held his head high, his eyes and bones rolled, and he looked left and right.

Halfway up the gable of the shed, not far away, there was a bamboo pole about three zhang long, two sections hanging on the iron wire, carrying a lot of clothes, and the poor dead ghost smiled and squinted when he saw it.

If you can't touch the wire with your hand, can't you touch it with a bamboo pole?

Finding the crux of the problem, what else can't be solved?

There was a gust of wind, and the clothes on the bamboo poles fell to the ground.

There was a gust of wind, and a long bamboo pole moved alone in the void.

It's not the bamboo pole dancing on its own, it's the poor ghost pinching his hands and playing tricks.

Those workers, with hundreds of pairs of eyes, could not see the poor dead ghosts, but could only see the bamboo poles moving, and they were naturally shocked and puzzled.

The poor dead ghost was overjoyed, imagining himself as the Monkey King, imagining the bamboo pole as the Monkey King's golden hoop stick, playing a trick in the air, and performing for free for a while, before carefully stretching out the bamboo pole to a male dog on the roof of the shed, while nagging with charm: "Little dog, little obedient, Grandpa Mao Uncle Mao tickles you." It's so comfortable, it's like your beloved little caressing you, giving you a massage, singing you love songs......"

The black-haired male dog was motionless, his eyes emitted a strange brilliance, and he seemed very obedient.

However, when the bamboo pole in the hand of the poor dead ghost approached little by little, and was close at hand, the black-haired male dog spit out a fierce look, bared his teeth and barked, bit the bamboo pole horizontally, and tore and fought for it recklessly, and escaped the state of an outlaw.

The poor dead ghost ate a pound, and was about to fight harder, the flower dog, the white dog and the yellow dog next to the black dog, the three-jump dog seemed to be able to see the poor dead ghost, jumped up, regardless of the height of the shed, and pounced on the poor dead ghost.

It's too good to run.

The poor ghost was not afraid of dog bites, but he was afraid of the power of the spell under the dog's belly, so he immediately let go and floated aside, shocked and panting for breath.

The three dogs pounced and fell heavily to the ground, one dog turned over and stood up again as if nothing had happened, and the other two dogs fell down, dropped the charm on their abdomen, each let out a wail, shook their heads, as if they had just woken up from a dream, and clamped their tails to the left and left, and looked again, and saw that there was no threat, and fled to the wilderness, without looking back.

Hi, there is no intention to plant flowers and flowers, and there is no intention to plant willows and willows.

The poor ghost was frightened, and when he saw the two dogs fall from the charm and escape, he couldn't help but laugh gracefully.

Hmph, the first battle was won, there is no danger, as long as it is concocted in the same way, why not make a fortune!

The poor ghost wanted to copy the bamboo pole again, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After the dog that bit the bamboo pole won a great victory, he immediately threw it away, but bit it tightly, and forgot to drag it little by little.

The other two dogs saw the opportunity to act, came up, opened their mouths to bite the bamboo pole, and also dragged it up, and in a blink of an eye, the three dogs actually worked together to drag the bamboo pole to the roof of the shed, and put it horizontally in a regular manner, and then pressed it steadily with their paws.

The poor dead man looked around, and could no longer find a suitable tool.