"The mage is very powerful, we thought so at first, but in the end, the mage used all his strength and was seriously injured, so he reluctantly sealed Li Xiuyu in the coffin and sent it into our ancestral hall!"

"The mage told me a thousand times, don't touch the coffin that sealed Li Xiuyu, even if you touch it, you may release Li Xiuyu."

"In the past few decades, there has been nothing to do, people of our generation have died, and the old ones have thought that this matter will be brought into the coffin, so that the younger generations will not have to suffer the torture of conscience!"

"It backfired, half a month ago, we found that Li Xiuyu's coffin was opened, and we knew that this time it was over!"

"Sure enough, she came out, killed thirteen people in a row, and said that she wanted all the people in our village to be buried together, it doesn't matter if we are old and immortal, after all, we have done something wrong, but the young children are innocent, and they don't know what happened!"

"No, you can't let the whole village bury her, if she wants someone to accompany her to the funeral, she can find us old immortals, don't hurt the innocent!"

"It's all our fault, it's us, this result is also caused by our old immortals, all the mistakes are our fault, don't take the child's life to bury it!"

"Ah......hh Why, why! ”

The old man ran into the village like crazy, and fell several times in a row, and this is how the filth on his body must have come from.

In the village, the bell is getting louder and louder, accompanied by a voice chanting words, as if it is doing the law!

The night is obviously not deep, but it is getting darker and darker, more and more weird, and more and more depressing.

Wang Zun stood outside the village and saw a long serpentine procession appear in the village, and all the men, women and children in the village seemed to be gathered together.

The line was very long, and they were dressed in strange clothes, all of them were made of white paper, white paper hats, and mourning sticks in their hands.

Some people are still holding black and white posthumous photos, and the person in the posthumous photos is a woman about 30 years old, which is a very old photo.

Wang Zun recognized it, wasn't this woman exactly which pregnant woman it was?

That is, Li Xiuyu!

The line was very long, there were about a few hundred people, each of them wearing clothes made of white paper, some holding mourning sticks, some holding Li Xiuyu's black and white posthumous photos in both hands, some holding paper clothes in their hands, some holding paper horses, some carrying paper bridges, carrying live pigs, and live chickens......

Without exception, they were all expressionless, and more of them were still nervous and frightened......

This looks like a huge funeral procession!

Wang Zun noticed that the coffin in the ancestral hall before was carried in the procession, this is Li Xiuyu's coffin!

At the front of the procession, a Taoist with a wooden sword and an oil lamp in his hand was leading the way.

Behind the Taoist, there are some mages who rattle bells and gongs, some people dress up as ghosts and gods, and dance strangely in the procession, some people wear bull heads and pig heads, and some people ......

It's a weird feeling, and Wang Zun doesn't know how to describe it.

Wang Zun stood at the head of the village, carrying a backpack on his back, looking like a foreigner, which naturally attracted the attention of the team.

The people in the team found Wang Zun and looked at him one by one, but it made Wang Zun's scalp tingle, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

The eyes of these villagers were cold, their expressions were indifferent, without the slightest anger, like a walking corpse, without any emotion, looking at Wang Zun's eyes as if they were looking at a dead person.

There is no hope to live, everyone is full of despair, unwillingness, helplessness about the ending, and acceptance of everything like ashes.

They seemed to know their own end, and put all their hopes on the Taoist who led the team in front.

The Taoist is dressed in a Taoist robe, with long eyebrows and long beards, sharp eyes, very majestic, a peach wood sword in one hand, an oil lamp in the other, and an expressionless face leading the way!

When passing in front of Wang Zun, he glanced at Wang Zun lightly, said nothing, and led a long procession to the mountains outside the village.

The villagers in the team were expressionless, and their eyes flashed with reluctance and despair.

When they saw Wang Zun, a foreigner, they didn't react at all, as if they didn't see him.

Wang Zun looked at the time, it was more than nine o'clock in the evening, it was still early, he hesitated for a moment and followed.

He also wants to see what the other party is doing, is it for Li Xiuyu to have another funeral?

Or what does that mean?

Wang Zun followed the lifeless team to the top of a hill that was neither high nor low.

The top of the hill has been flattened to create a square, and a pit has been dug.

The crowd gathered at the top of the mountain, gathered in front of the pit, the Taoist chief was expressionless, and after a nonsense-like operation, he ordered someone to put the black coffin into the pit, and then another operation, so that each of the villagers sprinkled a handful of soil into it.

After burying the black coffin, the Taoist chief asked each of the villagers to go up and insert an incense, and burned a lot of yellow paper, paper gifts, and the fire was skylight, illuminating half of the sky, and the air was filled with the smell of incense wax paper money.

Wang Zun was an outsider, quietly watching all this, not saying anything, and not wanting to say anything.

There is one more question in my heart!

Are these useful?

"Things have been burned to you, people have been killed, your grievances should be gone, when is the time for retribution, even if you have thousands of resentments and pains, how long has it been, it's time to let go!"

"Put the things away, the ghost walks the ghost road, the pedestrian path, everyone stops, right?"

The Taoist chief read a lot of words and said a lot of words, all of which meant that Li Xiuyu let go of the villagers, and there was a bit of pleading, obviously he was not full of confidence.

Wang Zun pursed his lips, a big grievance, you want to settle it in a sentence or two?

Your heart is too big, and you think too highly of yourself, right?

This hatred has reached the point where either you die or I will be destroyed.

Li Xiuyu's resentment is too heavy, and she wants the whole village to be buried with her, whether you are a villager of the older generation or a current villager, but anyone from Qingling Village has to die!

I have to say, this is too much, after all, it doesn't hurt my family!

Wang Zun felt that everything that the Dao Chief and the villagers were doing now was just a futile round trip, and it was useless at all.

The easiest way to destroy the ghosts is to kill them to the ground and never be reborn.

Reasoning, admitting cowardice, and begging to be let go will only fuel the arrogance of the other party.

The Taoist chief continued to say some words, some soft words, some hard words, both soft and hard, the villagers were kowtowing to admit their mistakes, begging to be let go, it was really a little humble.

"This is my last chance for you, don't be ignorant, everyone stop, if not, I will let you disappear and never be reborn!"

"Poor Dao has long stopped asking about the world, and just wants to enjoy his old age in peace, but you are too much, Poor Dao can't see death without help, don't force Poor Dao to kill!"

The Taoist chief held an oil lamp in one hand and a peachwood sword in the other, and he was very powerful, like a master of Taoism, looking in all directions, with a little ferocity!

Wang Zun shook his head, are you here to sue for peace, or are you here to force others to kill?

No one is happy to hear this, let alone a resentful ghost.

As soon as Wang Zun thought of this, a sudden gust of wind hit him, whirring.

Wang Zun's heart "chuckled", and now there was no chance to be emotional.

I felt that the yin wind was like water, and as soon as it pounced, all the torches and all the lights were extinguished in an instant, and the panic of the crowd sounded, and it became a mess all of a sudden.

Only the oil lamp in the hand of the Taoist leader is shaking, and it will go out at any time!

The yin wind blew, rolling up the paper ashes and incense wax on the ground, and collapsed in mid-air, and a faint sound of gnashing teeth sounded.

"Both...... Get...... Die! ”

The voice full of resentment sounded in everyone's ears, like a knife.

"Don't panic, don't panic, light the torch again, there is a poor road, what are you afraid of, I said I would help you kill demons and demons, I have this strength......"

Burst!

Before the Taoist chief finished his words, the oil lamp in his hand was also extinguished, and suddenly there was a sound of vomiting blood, and the sound stopped abruptly.

The torches were lit, and there was chaos around them, and the villagers were frightened, and when they turned their heads, they found that the Taoist chief had flown out far away at some point, and he was struggling to get up on the ground.

Only then did everyone realize that the Dao Chief's mouth and nose were bleeding, his face was like ashes, and his face was heavy.

What happened?

Everyone looked at each other, terrified, and their hearts fell to the bottom.

"It's nothing, it's too dark, I accidentally fell!"

The Taoist grinned and covered his chest, but he pretended to be unfathomable.

Everyone is not stupid, looking at him suspiciously, fell like this?

The corners of Wang Zun's mouth twitched, did you obviously let Li Xiuyu fly out for the fan?

This is obviously obvious, the Taoist is not Li Xiuyu's opponent at all, what is he still insisting on?

"Don't worry, everything is subject to my arrangement, I promise you are safe, believe me!"

The Taoist chief swore and said with certainty.

said so, but everyone was panicked and frightened, the scene just now must have been caused by Li Xiuyu, the killing intent was great, could they really escape this catastrophe?

Right now, it seems that they have no other way than to believe in the Taoist.

I don't know if the villagers believe the words of the Taoist, but Wang Zun doesn't believe it anyway.

He could clearly see that the depths of the Dao Chief's eyes were flickering with uneasiness and apprehension, and more of it was a thick fear!

This thing is fooling people!

Or maybe he didn't want to admit the fear and apprehension in his heart, and he had other intentions!

Wang Zun didn't say anything, before the early hours of the morning, he was still an outsider.

Besides, the villagers didn't pay much attention to his appearance, they couldn't protect themselves now, and they couldn't care what Wang Zun was here for.

The Taoist chief took the villagers back to the village and ordered three sticks of incense to be inserted outside the door of each house, and a strange paper figure was placed.

According to the words of the Taoist, the paper man is the substitute ghost of the family, if Li Xiuyu wants to hurt them, he will only treat the paper man as this family, and the paper man will leave.

Wang Zun doesn't think so, you treat Li Xiuyu as a fool, right?

The Taoist chief stayed in the village square, and everyone returned to their homes, the gates locked, silent, and dead!