After the yin qi was completely removed, the disciples who had gone up the mountain also came back one after another. No one was in the yin qi anymore, but there were some doubts on their faces, not only Yun Jiao, but since those few red lights appeared, all the yin spirits on the mountain had disappeared. Someone searched the mountains for a long time, but they didn't find half of the ghosts.

Naturally, some people also discovered that the teleportation charm was invalid. Not even all the messengers could be used, and it was as if they had been suddenly cut off from here, unable to communicate with the outside world at all.

Everyone faintly felt that something seemed to be wrong with this, and wanted to go out of the village to ask for an understanding, but they were afraid that this was the content of the exam, after all, when they returned to the Heavenly Master Hall, they automatically gave up the game, so the ghosts that they had worked so hard to collect before were all in vain.

Everyone was hesitant for a while, and the sky had already brightened. Everyone had no choice but to suppress the suspicions in their hearts, rest in the hut for a day, and wait for it to get dark, and then go up the mountain to search.

The room suddenly became lively, probably because of the wounded, so many disciples deliberately went to the grass outside to rest, leaving space for the wounded.

Yun Jiao wanted to go up the mountain to take a look, she always felt that the red light that suddenly appeared before, and the shape of the giant bird in the air were a little strange, maybe if she looked at it again, she could understand what it was. But there was still a wounded man lying in the room, although the yin qi had been removed, but the person had not woken up. As a doctor's professional ethics, she couldn't leave the patient and leave directly, so she had to stay.

"Hey, the village chief is here!" I don't know who said it. Everyone subconsciously looked back, and sure enough, they saw four or five people walking towards this side, as if they were still carrying something in their hands, all of them bowed their heads, and the leader was the village chief who had brought them into the village before.

The village chief smiled at everyone in the courtyard, glanced at everyone before saying, "All the immortal masters have worked hard to exorcise evil spirits, and we have nothing to thank you for in the poor and remote villages of Sishi Village." I had to prepare some coarse tea and light rice, and I asked the immortal masters not to dislike it. ”

After saying that, he glanced at the people behind him, and the four or five men who followed him, one of them carrying a wooden barrel, stepped forward and lifted the lid on the barrel. In the next moment, a rich smell of rice permeated the whole room. Only then did everyone realize that the bucket was full of hot food. Although they are all porridge and side dishes, the meals, soups and porridge are all complete, and they are prepared with care.

Everyone looked happy, and caught the ghost all night, and they were indeed hungry at this time, although they had prepared dry food in advance, but the dry food, how could there be a hot meal.

Everyone stepped forward to thank them.

"It's good that the immortal masters don't dislike it. The village chief smiled even more happily, pointed to the dishes and chopsticks in the last bucket and said, "Everyone can eat, if there is not enough in the village, we will send it back then." ”

Everyone was not polite, and they gathered around and began to serve the meal. Maybe he was used to grabbing food with Master Zu in the view, but the old man habitually squeezed in the first one, not only picked out the largest empty bowl and filled a bowl of porridge, but also didn't forget to bring a bowl to Yun Jiao, and sent it to her.

"Come, girl, drink porridge! it's still hot!" he said as he stuffed the bowl to Yun Jiao, "It's not as good as what you make, but it smells pretty good." After speaking, he took out a small jar of pickles from the bag on his side, took out a few pieces and put them on the porridge, and immediately covered them back. The pickles were made by a girl, and they were specially brought from the view, and there was only such a small jar, so I had to save some food.

"Thank you!" Yun Jiao took the porridge and was about to eat it, but a special smell suddenly wafted from his nose. She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously stirred the hot porridge with chopsticks, and sure enough, the smell was stronger, with a hint of rot.

This is...... Spirit-eating grass!

The old man didn't seem to notice it at all, and just poured it into his mouth on the edge of the bowl.

Yun Jiao's eyes sank, and he slapped it with one hand almost reboundingly, "Don't drink!"

Bai Yu didn't take any of them, and the porridge in his hand flew out in an instant, slammed on the ground with a bang, and shattered along with the bowl.

"Girl, what's the matter...... What's wrong?" the old man looked confused.

Yun Jiao's action was too sudden, and the sound of the bowl breaking also startled the other disciples, and they all turned their heads to look over, and the audience suddenly had a moment of silence.

The village chief, who was helping to carry the food, also turned his head. Glancing at the broken bowl on the ground, his face changed, and he smiled with a good temper for a while, "This immortal master doesn't like to drink porridge, it doesn't matter, there are steamed buns here!" After speaking, he pointed to the steamed buns in the bucket.

Only then did everyone react, what happened? They all looked at Yun Jiao with some anger, and some people directly stepped forward and accused, "The village chief is kind enough to send us food, how can you spoil it at will." ”

"That's it, that's it, don't pour it like this if you don't like to drink!"

"I really don't know the hearts of good people, and I deserve to be hungry. ”

"Village chief, don't pay attention to her, don't eat if you don't want to!"

Everyone blamed me word by word, and when it came to the village chief over there, he still persuaded with a kind face, "It's okay, it's okay." It's just a broken bowl. ”

Yun Jiao ignored the people around him, his face sank, and he walked straight in the direction of the village chief.

The village chief still raised that kind smile, and personally bent down to pick up two steamed buns and handed them over, "Immortal Master want to try ......?"

Before he finished speaking, Yun Jiao suddenly made a move, took out an exorcism charm, and slapped it on the other party's forehead.

"What are you doing......" The disciple next to him was about to stop him, but he heard the village chief suddenly scream.

"Ah!!!h

The village chief, who had a kind face just now, suddenly held his face with both hands and screamed, and the next moment there was a puff of smoke coming out of his body.

This is...... Only heterogeneity reacts!

Everyone was stunned, but they saw that the village chief's whole person seemed to have lost some disguise in an instant, and the skin of his whole body began to decay and deform visibly, revealing the white bones inside, and a strong rancid smell suddenly spread.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the men behind the village chief suddenly let out a few low roars, and ripped off the tightly wrapped clothes, revealing hideous and terrifying faces. Just now they had been lowering their heads and lifting things, and everyone had not paid attention, but at this time, when they saw that it was a living person's face, not to mention a large piece of rotten, and it was dripping with disgusting swollen water.

Several people let out a few sharp roars, scratched the Xuanmen disciples on their sides, turned around and ran out in different directions, and the village chief even raised his hand and tore off the evil talisman on his forehead, but turned around and rushed out.

"Old man, stop him!" Yun Jiao reminded loudly.

The old man reflexed, and directly sealed his hands, only to hear a thunderous sound, and a thunderbolt fell from the head, slashing straight on the head of the village chief who escaped last. The other party didn't even have time to scream, and was directly split into a charred corpse.

It's just that the others are too late, and they have already disappeared.

Everyone: "......"