After speaking, the shadow of the locust tree used his only eight hundred remaining roots, and at a speed that mortals could not catch with the naked eye, hundreds of swishers, built a new village according to Chen Qinghe's requirements.

This new village has a new atmosphere.

After the major renovation just now, the place immediately showed vitality.

Chen Qinghe was extremely satisfied, Feng Yangui saw that she was satisfied, and he was also satisfied.

As for the old man of the locust tree who was standing on the side, but his body was getting more and more empty, he felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

He never thought that he would become such a selfless and self-interested creature.

Just when his heart suddenly became angry, there were several loud rumbling noises in the sky, and thick black clouds suddenly rushed over like a large army pressing the border.

A flash of thunder tore through the heavens and the earth.

In the next moment, that thunder light directly drilled into the yin and yang fish in the center of the gossip plate held by Chen Qinghe.

Immediately afterwards, the yin and yang fish in this gossip plate seemed to be alive.

The two fish, black and white, holding each other at their heads and tails, began to spin rapidly.

The whirlpools formed became bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, so big that they suddenly flew into the air, completely blocking the black clouds, and its black and white fish eyes were like fish mouths that were sucking food, quickly inhaling all kinds of breaths in this world.

Soon, a pure heaven and earth righteousness and a psychic clear qi spit out lightly from the two fish eyes.

Although there are not many righteous qi and spiritual clear qi in heaven and earth, in Feng Yangui's opinion, these are enough for those mortals to be of infinite use.

Just as he wanted to say something to Chen Qinghe, the crackling rain fell like that.

In the rain curtain, the yin and yang fish, which had been tightly covered in the sky just now, suddenly fell and rushed into the middle of Bagua Village, and soon, they disappeared.

Knowing that the formation had been completed, Chen Qinghe accepted the gossip in his hand, looked at the shadow of the locust tree and said, "Fellow Daoist, the descendants of my younger brothers, I will ask you to take care of one or two more in the future." ”

The shadow of the locust tree was originally angry and resentful towards Chen Qinghe.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength had decreased greatly at this time, he would have rushed up to fight with her.

Now the old lady suddenly rained down from the sky, extinguishing all the burning qi on his body, and relieving the pain that had been bothering him all the time, and his eight hundred roots couldn't help but stretch out in the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, since you dare to entrust them to me, I should take care of them."

With that, as if he had thought of something, he took out the mortal life books that had been marked by him earlier.

"It's just...... These mortal life books still need to be registered with the government. After the yamen is stamped with the red seal of the town, I can receive them here in a bright and bright way. Otherwise, we will definitely be held accountable by the government. ”

Qi Wuxian, who has been secretly protecting those mortals, finally found an opportunity at this time.

"Chen Daoyou, I, I, and others are actually people in the government. If you don't mind, we'll take you to the Yamen of Jinguacheng right now and take care of it." ”

Seeing that he was so sincere and enthusiastic, Chen Qinghe suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, as if he had met kind-hearted people before and after he crossed over!

Except, of course, for her own father who dragged her here without saying hello.

asked Chen Dong and others if they would like to go around the city with her. When the three brothers Chen Dong, Chen Liang and Chen Kuan heard this, their eyes lit up, and they immediately responded happily.

also sighed: "I can't imagine that people of our age can still go around the city!" ”

Chen Qinghe's time is very tight, and she is racing against time. After asking Feng Yugui to throw the dozens of mortals who wanted to go around the city into the black urn, she flew quickly towards the Golden Melon City in the package of human skin red flags.

Feng Yangui and Qi Wuxian and others followed her closely.

As for the rest of the mortals, they walked into the gossip village, which was very different from the original, and they were full of smiles to see all kinds of freshness.

……

In fact, animals that are accustomed to eating pork and mutton are difficult to change their eating habits for a while.

The same is true of the locust tree shadow.

When he was not sane before, he didn't know what he ate or who he ate. He only remembers that before, all he had in his mind was the thought of "hungry, hungry".

Later, after he gained a little sense, a snake demon who borrowed the way told him that people like him could deal more with people in the government. As long as he passes the government's exam, he can apply for mortal entry.

At that time, he would have the right qualifications to keep those mortals in captivity.

As long as he labels those mortals with the approval of the official, it means that he can pick and choose among them and choose his favorite blood food.

Therefore, since he passed that child's play-like exam a thousand years ago, he has been living a good life here without worrying about eating and drinking.

Now such a large group of mortals in front of him live in the soil nest he built for them with his own hands, and he can stretch out a few tree roots, and he can stab dozens of them to death at once as if he were inserting a skewer. After that, he could roast them all on the wood fire in the core of his tree.

The barbecue was steaming, and the barbecue was still crispy and firm when cooked, and the smell of thief and thief incense made his mouth water.

After Meimei finished eating the flesh of mortals, he could still extract all their three souls and seven spirits. Some of the souls were twisted into hemp ropes and put around their own necks, and then hung directly from their branches.

Good looking and practical.

The next time he fights with someone, he lets these ghosts he has refined go first.

Thinking that Chen Qinghe had gone to the city, and there was actually no one here who could control him at all, the shadow of the locust tree hesitated several times, but still showed his fangs to these mortals in Chenjia Village.

He grew his mouth, revealing his dark green sharp tongue, and after two quick licks on the two poisonous fangs, the tongue burst out with a snort.

His purpose now is simple.

He was going to stab a hundred mortals first. I'll talk about it when I'm full.

The accidents in the official yamen, he knows too much more than ordinary mortals.

There used to be a saying that the king of Hades is easy to see, but the little ghost is difficult.

Going to them to do something, even if it's a trivial thing, they can get along with him for a long time. also hinted to him in various ways that he wanted to give some benefits.

His heels are the roots of the 10,000-year-old locust tree.

The whole body is full of treasures.

Every time he went to the official yamen to do something, the officials there either hinted that he took out a piece of the dead roots of the locust tree, or explicitly indicated that he handed over a bundle of his branches, or directly pointed out to him how many catties of mortal souls and spirits he needed to hand over, or quietly told him that if the mortal souls could not be handed over, he could actually sneak attack those goblins inside and outside his territory.

Thinking that Chen Qinghe went to the official yamen, he would also enjoy the pain of being harassed, asking for bribes, and robbing the baby, Huai Shu'er laughed at that time.

But soon, his gloating smile suddenly froze on his face.

He found that the tongue that popped out was stuck in the eye of the yin and yang fish that suddenly shone out of the gossip.

The suction of the black and white fisheye became stronger and stronger, and it pulled his tongue in.

Suddenly, the old man of the locust tree felt that the root of his tongue that he had been sucked into, clicked, and was stirred into powder.

What the hell is this, what the hell is this?!

Feeling the sucking, oppression, and sense of crisis that grew stronger and stronger on the tongue, the shadow of the locust tree suddenly became more and more panicked.

At the same time, he regretted it very much.

If he knew that guy had such a sinister backhand, he shouldn't have used his tongue!

Using his other roots to string those flesh and blood is better than what he is coming now......