This blood ritual was tossed and turned until dark.

By the time it was finished, the sun had no afterglow and the sky was dark.

The village chief got up, put the urn jar full of blood away, and slowly walked down the altar.

"Everyone, disperse quickly, don't disturb the immortals!"

The villagers were very obedient and left the courtyard one after another and returned home.

After a while, there was no longer half a figure in the village.

As far as the eye can see, every household closes their doors and windows, locks their courtyards, and no one goes out to walk, for fear of causing a big disaster.

There was not even a sound, and the village was as silent as a grave.

Only a stone statue, an urn jar, and a group of unconscious passers-by were left in the courtyard.

On the slope, Gao Han and Liu Changping became more and more anxious, not knowing what the villagers were doing, not knowing where the demons were, and not knowing if the disappearance of the master was related to Shicun!

"Senior, will the demon hide in the village?"

"Senior, why don't we kill it?"

Young people can't hold their breath after all!

Li Yuanzhao smiled lightly and shook his head, "There are no demons in the village, wait, stay!"

As he spoke, he looked up at the sky and saw that the clouds were gathering and gradually converging from all directions, faintly ominous.

"It's coming!"

......

In the village, Mo Yiyi was worried.

She looked left and right, listened to all directions, and her fingers pressed the jasper sword in her sleeve, ready to go out at any time.

In case the demons attack, she must react as soon as possible to protect the whole group.

For a long time, before the demon arrived, a figure came to the courtyard.

This person is sneaky, looking left and right, as if he is doing something wrong, looking at one step at a time, walking and stopping.

The appearance is cringe.

Until he reached the middle of the courtyard, he breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to Mo Yiyi.

But it's the bald head.

Previously, he was obsessed with Mo Yiyi as soon as he saw him, and when he returned home, he was even more itchy, and his mind was full of wonderful appearances, so he made up his mind and took a risk, wanting to take Mo Yiyi for himself.

Seeing Mo Yiyi's eyes open, his bald head was slightly startled, "Nizi, you're awake!"

Mo Yiyi tried to shake his body, pretending to be scared, "You...... What do you do?"

The bald head smiled, "Don't be afraid, Nizi, I'm here to save you." ”

"Help me?" Mo Yiyi was a little confused.

The bald head was dry, and as he spoke, he untied the hemp rope on Mo Yiyi's body, "Hehe, my name is Da Zhuang, I have five out of twenty this year, and I haven't married a daughter-in-law yet, so you will be my daughter-in-law in the future, and I will not be hungry or cold." ”

Burst!

Mo Yiyi almost laughed, thinking that this guy would pick up the bargain.

"Nizi, come home with me, it's too late to wait for the great immortal to come!" The bald head was a little anxious and kept looking at the sky.

Mo Yiyi didn't know how to deal with it, and when he heard this, he suddenly had a calculation, so he said something and obediently followed his bald head to the outside of the courtyard.

On the way, she talked to the bald head without saying a word, asking about the blood ghost immortal.

"Big brother, where is the blood ghost immortal you worship, is it powerful?"

The bald head quickened his pace and replied: "The Great Immortal is a god in the sky, naturally powerful, we can make a fortune, thanks to the protection of the Great Immortal!"

As he spoke, he touched Yingluo on his neck, "See, this thing is worth a thousand gold, it was given to me by the Great Immortal, Nizi followed me, and I will get one for you in the future!"

Mo Yiyi let out an indifferent "oh" and continued to ask, "You just said that the Great Immortal will come?"

The bald head looked left and right weakly, and whispered: "Of course, it is the order of the Great Immortal to arrest you, and when it gets dark, the Great Immortal will appear and dispose of your lives." ”

"Nizi, I took a big risk to save you, if I am discovered by Daxian, I will definitely die, and you will have to be my daughter-in-law in the future!"

Mo Yiyi responded with a smile, but secretly rolled her eyes several times.

Soon, the bald head took Mo Yiyi into an ordinary courtyard.

There is a renovated brick house in the courtyard, painted and roofed, and it looks like it.

"Nizi, come into the house with me!"

The bald face was full of impatience, and he pushed and pulled Mo Yiyi into the house, closed the doors and windows excitedly, and stared at Miao Ren'er with his eyes like fire.

"Hey, it's so pretty!"

Mo Yiyi was not in a hurry, and swirled with him, "Big brother, I'm thirsty, do I have water?"

"Yes!"

The bald head smiled, hurriedly turned out a clean bowl from the cupboard, poured water from the pot, and handed it to him.

Mo Yiyi dipped his lips a few times, continued to talk, and took the opportunity to ask about the origin of the Blood Ghost Immortal.

The bald head was confused, how could he think too much and tell everything he knew.

About three months ago, Shicun, who had always been peaceful, suddenly descended a cloud of blood mist, and a vague figure was wrapped in the blood mist.

This person claimed to be an immortal from the fairy world, called "Blood Ghost Immortal", and descended to the mortal world only to punish the wicked.

How dare the villagers be presumptuous, and they bow down one after another.

Daxian also said that as an immortal, he has a lot of inconveniences in acting, and he needs to use the power of the villagers to bring the villains to the village, and when it gets dark, he will find an opportunity to come and deal with the villains.

The benefit for the villagers is the wealth of the villains.

At first, the villagers were skeptical, not knowing whether what the Great Immortal said was true or false, but later, according to the guidance of the Great Immortal, they went to look for the red crow bird every day, and as a result, they saw many unconscious people, and there were even more belongings on them.

As the saying goes, money can move the heart of a ghost!

The villagers were in the countryside, how could they have seen so much property, they all had red eyes, and they had no scruples, worshiped the blood ghost immortal as the "God of Wealth", and acted on his orders.

After listening to the bald head's narration, Mo Yiyi felt angry and ridiculous.

This group of villagers is ignorant, they really listen to the words of the demons, worship them as immortals, and even act as tigers to help the demons harm people.

How do you know, they are also the prey of the demons!

Being in the company of demons is tantamount to self-destruction!

However, thinking about it, this blood ghost immortal is too shrewd, he never shows his face, but he uses the hands of mortals to harm others.

This hides traces that are extremely difficult for ordinary monks to detect.

It's a pity that I ran into Li Yuanzhao's master and apprentice.

"The Blood Ghost Great Immortal is so powerful," Mo Yiyi looked surprised and continued to speak, "I also want to meet the Great Immortal, I don't know what the Great Immortal looks like!"

The bald head shook her head, "Nizi thinks about it a lot, the great immortal is a god, every time he appears, he flies sand and stones, shrouded in blood mist, and we mortals don't want to see the appearance of the great immortal." ”

"Huh, where did the statue of the Great Immortal come from?"

"It's the village chief who carved it according to the appearance of the god in the painting," the bald head said with a dry mouth, becoming more and more impatient, "Oh, Xiao Nizi, why do you have so many problems, let's get down to business, hehe!"

After that, he couldn't wait to untie his belt, take off his shirt, and pounced on Mo Yiyi with his black and swarthy upper body.

Like a hungry wolf pounces.

Mo Yiyi turned around slightly, and moved two steps to the side lightly, causing his bald head to fall into the air and fall into the.

The bald head got up and pounced again, refusing to give up.

pounced a few times, and couldn't even touch the corners of Mo Yiyi's clothes.

"Nizi, don't hide, don't hide!"

"Let me ask you, how many people have you arrested for Daxian," Mo Yiyi chuckled, and the flowers and branches trembled, "Answer me, and don't hide." ”

The bald head rubbed his head and said, "We haven't counted, but it is estimated that there are four or five hundred." ”

Mo Yiyi couldn't help but gasp, thinking that in just a few months, so many people had been killed.

If it weren't for her and Master who happened to be here, I am afraid that this demon would harm thousands of people!

It will be eradicated to the right path.

"Nizi, let me hug!"

Seeing Mo Yiyi's serious and awe-inspiring appearance, his bald head was even more greedy, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop drooling, and he simply opened his arms, blocked the way, and forced Mo Yiyi to the side of the bed.

Mo Yiyi took a few steps back, leaned over slightly, and fell on the bed.

Like a kitten at the mercy of the bed, leaning on its side.

She giggled twice, resting her right leg on her left knee, smugly crossing Erlang's leg.

Then hook his toes, jump up and down mischievously, and deliberately attract attention.

The bald head looked straight, hurriedly came to a lion and a rabbit, and hugged Mo Yiyi's right boot.

"What a Nizi, finally got you, hehe!"

The bald head is like a treasure, holding the little boots and refusing to let go, it feels like hugging a piece of nephrite.

Mo Yiyi's expression was restrained, and his eyes were cold, "Do you like it?"

"Like! Like!" The bald head swallowed his saliva and reached out to touch Mo Yiyi's calf, ready to explore.

"If you like it, my aunt will let you touch it!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Yiyi suddenly became fierce, his face twisted like a yaksha, and his right foot flew up at the same time, kicking the bald face.

Bang!

"Oops!"

Don't look at Mo Yiyi's small and delicate feet, but his strength is very great, and the soles of his boots are hard, this foot goes down and kicks his bald head away.

When he landed, the bald head fell unconscious, and his face was swollen into a bruised pig's head.