Zhang Ping'an entered the ancestral hall on a large square table.

Haiqiu Daochang and Bochen had already arrived, sitting around the square table.

A table of sumptuous meals, but no one moved their chopsticks.

This morning's breakfast was more sumptuous than last night's dinner, and this morning Huanglongzhuang went out of the village to buy some vegetables.

"Little Heavenly Master, please take a seat!"

The village chief pulled a stool again and invited Zhang Ping'an.

"Don't be stunned, let's eat!"

Zhang Ping'an looked at the people present and said, there is still no place for anyone in Huanglongzhuang at this table.

On other square tables, the same food is placed, but chopsticks are still inserted on the rice bowl to honor the ancestors.

I heard Zhang Ping'an say that you can start eating.

The village chief hurriedly came over and poured Zhang Ping'an a glass of wine.

"Little Heavenly Master, you must stay tonight, our villagers in Huanglongzhuang have realized their mistake."

"They are all kneeling outside, and if the little heavenly master doesn't agree, they won't get up!"

Zhang Ping'an was stunned.

Look around at all of you.

Something must have happened in this square in the morning while he was still sleeping.

Zhang Ping'an didn't know what to say!

Obviously, I didn't listen to his advice, and the consequences were caused, and now I will apologize collectively.

The purpose is to keep Zhang Ping'an, continue to serve Huanglongzhuang, and clean up the evil.

"Let's talk about it after eating!"

Zhang Ping'an had no countermeasures for a while, so he simply chose to eat first and then speak, as for the people outside, let them kneel first!

At the table, eat quietly.

Quite quiet.

After breakfast, Zhang Ping'an sat down to rest.

"Little Celestial Master ......"

The role of the village chief at the moment is complex.

"I'm sorry, Little Heavenly Master, it was all my fault last night, I don't have the ability to convince everyone to follow the arrangement!"

The village chief apologized when he came up and took all the mistakes on himself.

Zhang Ping'an ignored it.

Everyone was looking at Zhang Ping'an.

"Little Heavenly Master...... I ......"

The most feared thing is silence, and Zhang Ping'an is silent.

The village chief wanted to speak and stopped, so he could only cast his eyes on the others present.

In particular, the sea hill road is long and the waves are dusty.

Daoist Haiqiu and Bochen also saw the village chief's eyes asking for help, but they still didn't care.

"When you're done eating, then pay the bill!"

"Village chief, let's go back early, so as not to delay your Huanglongzhuang fortune!"

Zhang Ping'an has grievances, and everyone can hear this.

When the evil fled last night, Zhang Ping'an was already resentful, but no one noticed it.

No one would believe that a ten-year-old's grievances could last until the next day.

But this will, everyone understands that Zhang Ping'an is an unusual person, he is a heavenly master, and there are many precocious peers.

When the village chief heard Zhang Ping'an say this, he panicked for a while.

"Little Heavenly Master, don't be angry, I ......"

"I'm on your knees, please stay!"

The village chief was anxious, stood restless, and moved to Zhang Ping'an's side to kneel.

"Village chief, no need, settle the bill!"

Zhang Ping'an continued to urge.

When he came, he had already said that Zhang Ping'an did not help in vain, and he had to be paid.

And it's a reward, Zhang Ping'an was already busy last night, so he has to be paid.

The village chief was helpless, and the people who came with him did not help.

The village chief had no choice but to throw a look of help from the elders of the clan.

"Little Heavenly Master, you have to stay!"

"This is about the future of our Huanglongzhuang, and the important thing is the lives of the people of Huanglongzhuang!"

"Thirteen of Huanglongzhuang have died, and no more dead people can be killed!"

……

A group of elders of the Huang family came out to speak, striving to keep Zhang Ping'an.

Seeing that everyone was like this, Lin Meng looked at Zhang Ping'an.

In Lin Meng's heart, he was not friendly to the people of Huanglongzhuang.

But not all the villagers of Huanglongzhuang are guilty and at fault.

What's more, if no one can subdue the evil spirit, then Huanglongzhuang will have to die.

“……”

Seeing the embarrassment of the scene, the village chief was at a stalemate.

In a flash, he ran out of the ancestral hall and waved to the kneeling villagers in the square.

"Ask the little heavenly master to save us!"

"Ask the little heavenly master to save us!"

All the villagers knelt and shouted.

The village chief wants to use the whole village to keep Zhang Ping'an.

"Little Heavenly Master, please!"

The village chief returned to the ancestral hall and knelt directly in front of Zhang Ping'an.

Liu Yue started filming live broadcasts earlier.

And the village chief knelt down to Zhang Ping'an, and the picture of all the villagers kneeling was filmed and broadcast live.

[This...... If I were a Little Heavenly Master, I wouldn't agree either! 】

[Okay, the whole village cooperated, it took so much effort last night, and it almost succeeded! ] 】

[As a result, the villagers dispersed in a hurry, and all the previous efforts were instantly wiped out!] 】

[I believe that the little heavenly master will not ignore it, but this Huanglongzhuang really needs to be punished. 】

[What kind of people are they! 】

[Actually, it's easy to understand, last night's scene, don't talk about others, even most of the people in our live broadcast room have to run, maybe faster! ] 】

[I agree with that, fear! 】

Netizens in the live broadcast room began to discuss the matter.

It's basically to the point.

Zhang Ping'an really won't let go, and he made such a gesture to ensure the success of the next blow.

And not half-way.

"Little Heavenly Master, I assure you on behalf of the whole clan!"

"If you don't cooperate with the little heavenly master to kill the evil evil, the little heavenly master will turn around and leave, and the reward will be a lot, and the little heavenly master will be sent out of the village."

At this time, the village chief patted his chest and promised.

"Heavenly Master, why don't we add more?"

Bochen doesn't believe these people's words, but he can get something that is actually useful.

"We will increase the weight and ensure that we will not let Zhang Tianshi work in vain."

When the village chief heard this, he immediately promised.

Huanglongzhuang is indeed rich, and there are more than 100 million billionaires in the village, and there are many tens of millions.

And there are several officials who are outside.

"That's it, you do the work of the villagers, let's toss it for another night tonight!"

Zhang Ping'an was relieved, and Huanglongzhuang could only end here.

If Zhang Ping'an wants to leave, don't care about it.

Left overnight last night.

"Thank you, Little Heavenly Master, I am grateful to Heavenly Master on behalf of more than 400 people in the village!"

The village chief thanked him again and again, smiled and left the ancestral hall again, and informed the villagers of the news.

The villagers cheered.

In the ancestral hall, the village chief and elders began to eat.

Taking advantage of this vacancy, Zhang Ping'an motioned for the village chief to sit down.

"Twenty years later, move the grave!"

"How did you plan it?"

Zhang Ping'an suddenly asked the village chief.

The village chief mentioned this.

The setting of the ancestral tomb of the Huang family corresponding to the Sanqi Rushing Array is twenty years.

Now the Sanqi Rush Formation has broken.

The ancestors in the ancestral grave not only smoked, but also jumped out directly.

Now, it has become evil, and it will be destroyed.

As the ancestor of the Huang family, even if it is destroyed, you have to pick up the bones.

There must be another place to settle.

"It was originally arranged by Hu Hai, but he has already escaped."

"Now this matter also depends on the Heavenly Master!"

The village chief asked Zhang Ping'an with a smile.

Moving the grave is nothing for Zhang Ping'an, it is simply too easy.

"Evil hurts people, to subdue it, you may have to use extreme measures, if in the end there is no scum!"

"Do you want to be reburied?"

Zhang Ping'an can be regarded as giving the village chief a preventive shot.

(End of chapter)