At the entrance of the cave, the moment the three paper figures passed by, the people stood up and punched their sides.

The second son, the old Liu family, and Dong Laosan danced with the movements of the paper man.

Paper people swing their fists, they swing their fists; Paper people kick, they kick.

The nearby villagers were caught off guard and were knocked down one after another, and the originally neat formation was suddenly chaotic.

The resentful spirits of the villagers happened to come to the stone monument at this time.

"Ahh

In a burst of wailing, I saw the body of resentment.

The last time I was at the construction site, when I was overwhelmed by resentment, I was almost unconscious, and I didn't feel anything except pain.

But this time, I was shocked to see the miserable resentful souls rushing into the bodies of the living, knocking out the souls of the people, and even flying up with the people.

On the other side, the village chief looked at everything with a cigarette holder in his mouth, with a sickly flush on his face.

In front of the town monument, everything has just begun.

Due to the effect of inertia, the villagers who were swept away crashed into the Zhenshan monument behind them, making a burst of banging sounds.

Blood was sprinkled on the stele, the vermilion runes writhed, and a sound that seemed to be laughing but not laughing, crying but not crying could be faintly heard from the stone stele.

In this case, a resentful spirit rushed into the stele.

Five minutes later, the dead bodies in front of the stele, and the resentful spirits of more than 400 villagers all rushed into the stele, and the runes on the stele were much darker, but they were still linked together, suppressing the dragon soul inside the stele.

"Not enough, not enough!"

The village chief pinched the cigarette stick, and there was a madness in his indifferent eyes.

The five people at the end of Liang walked into the stone cave at this time, and at the same time set their eyes on Liu Erdan.

"Erdan, is it your secret?"

The five of them asked almost at the same time.

This time, without the provocation of the village chief, they still asked.

Liu Erdan sat cross-legged and didn't notice anything.

This reaction, in the eyes of these five women, is undoubtedly acquiescence.

"Why?"

An almost roaring murmur sounded at the same time, and the blood on the five of them doubled almost instantly, and they rushed towards Liu Erdan at the same time.

"Why?"

The moment he touched Liu Erdan, Liu Erdan opened his eyes, there was no trace of fluctuation in them, only an almost mechanical indifference, his mouth was closed one by one, and he said in an indifferent voice: "I am a village guard, and the evil spirits in the first district of the town are evil in all directions, and there are three evils and five diseases, in order to repay the debts of the past life." ”

The moment the words fell, the bloody qi on Liang Mo and the others surged wildly and rushed into Liu Erdan's body.

This is the third time I have seen this scene.

On the previous two occasions, I thought it was Liu Erdan who was instinctively driven to do all this, but this time, I found the village chief pinching Yin Jue's hand.

It was done under the control of the village chief.

This can explain why Liu Erdan would sit back and watch the tragic death of the more than 30 villagers around him, but he was indifferent.

From beginning to end, it was the calculation of the village chief.

Before, I was still wondering why Liu Erdan used his body as a container to contain the bloody qi and yin spirits on Liang Mo and others.

Because of this, not only Liang Mo and others could not be born, but Liu Erdan himself could not get good, and he had to be entangled with Liang Mo and others for the rest of his life.

Now everything has an answer, it's not that Liu Erdan wants to do this, it's the village chief who controls him, and he has to do it.

Whether it is Liu Erdan or these villagers, they are just tools of the village chief.

This made me even more curious, what good would it do to the third uncle of the village chief to release the dragon soul, so that he could sacrifice so many villagers with blood.

You know, the village chief was born here and grew up here, how did he do it?

Like the previous two times, after Liu Erdan looked bad, the Zhenshan Monument did not move.

The first two times, the village chief set his sights on the accomplices, and this time, the village chief set his sights on me.

"You're going to sacrifice me?"

The moment I noticed the village chief's gaze, I asked.

"Huh!"

The village chief Sen Ran smiled and said: "The Yin needle is in hand, at least the second leather craftsman who has been passed down for three generations, and he has entered the Yin Gate, I am curious, didn't your parents tell you that there are some places where you can't break indiscriminately?" ”

These words shook my heart, and the village chief had already peeked into my identity.

"From the moment you entered Dongmen Village, I found you, originally I thought you were also here for the Dragon Soul, but then I found out that you didn't know the Dragon Soul at all!"

"But it doesn't matter if it's for the dragon soul anymore, after watching three big plays, you have to pay something, right?"

As he spoke, the village chief refilled the tobacco into the pot, and after refilling the tobacco, he took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of smoke in the direction I was.

Seeing the smoke coming, I subconsciously held my breath, with a yin needle in my left hand and a needle in my right hand, ready to fight hard.

"Now I remember to hold my breath, it's late!"

The village chief smiled smugly and walked towards me.

He didn't say that it was okay, but when he said this, I felt powerless for a while, and I almost couldn't even hold the yin needle and the evil needle.

"Think about it, how long has it been since someone like you has taken the initiative to send it to the door?"

The village chief clicked on his cigarette holder as he walked, and when he was about a meter away from me, he stopped, and looked at me with a fierce look in his eyes.

I saw this kind of look when he killed that little yellow skin.

As soon as this thought came to mind, the village chief smiled, and the cigarette pot in his hand slammed into my temple.