Chapter 4 and six

Xu Xiang's bottom line is Feng Baobao. He thought of Feng Baobao's experience of being kidnapped by human traffickers, and his own ineffective protection, and his heart was as cold as ice.

"This village is worse than those traffickers, so go to hell."

Xu Xiang's figure disappeared on the top of the mountain, and went straight to the village below the mountain.

The village is not far from the top of the mountain, so the whole village just happened to be included in the formation. After a short time, the foundations of these formations were all laid out, and the awls were nailed into the ground one by one, leaving only the ends no more than two inches away. Still on the surface.

Each awl has a small hole at the end, and is tied with a long thin iron chain.

The iron chains are slender and vary in length, some are several meters long, and some are no more than thirty or forty centimeters long, and the two ends connect these awls.

The awls plunged into the ground, staring at the nodes of the earth veins, and the iron cables connected these awls like minions, and compared with each other, they formed a strange big net covering the ground, tightly surrounding a weird maze.

"My lord, the array has been arranged."

When the ghost messenger came to report, Henry Zhang glanced at the crowd: "All the people of the Yin Division go back first."

The members of the Yin Division got the order and quickly disappeared, leaving only Henry Zhang and a few people still on the scene.

Henry Zhang turned around and glanced at the crowd, then his eyes fell on the maze, and he said in a deep voice: "It's time."

The weird labyrinth is full of resentment, but this is just the tip of the iceberg.

For hundreds of thousands of years, starting from the first generation of Zhinu, this prison-like labyrinth has sealed off all kinds of monstrous grievances.

There was a cold light in Henry Zhang's eyes, and the first generation Weaver Girl was kind-hearted, and thought it would be a good thing to ask for a heavy rain.

But she didn't know that this rain was the beginning of her imprisonment.

She was deeply imprisoned, and the greedy villagers began to force her to pray for rain for the village, just like a domestic animal in a cage, becoming a tool.

Henry Zhang didn’t know if Zhinu had resisted the group of greedy villagers, but Henry Zhang was sure that it was the greedy villagers who would do more beastly things for the sake of good fortune for generations.

If you want to make "livestock" obedient, what other method is more effective than domestication?

Maybe from the first generation of Weaver Girl, she was a rape victim.

Generation after generation, they forced the Weaver Girl to bear offspring for the village and become the new Weaver Girl, and then exhausted their divine power to pray for rain for the village.

Each generation of Zhinu is just a tool, a beast.

Until the last generation, a girl who had no blood of Weaver Girl was chosen as Weaver Girl just because of her beauty.

The villagers subconsciously knew that she could not ask for rain, and that she was just a tool to vent their anger.

Zhang Xuan looked at the closed stone room in the center of the maze, his eyes showed a cold light, and the thunder pattern peach wood sword appeared in his hand, and the thunder light flickered.

The thunder pattern mahogany sword in Henry Zhang's hand was raised, the thunder rumbled, and a thundercloud appeared in the sky, and the blackness seemed to knock over an ink bottle.

Today, he is already faintly able to communicate with the world.

The peach wood sword with thunder pattern that was held high was already covered with thunder light. He slashed down with the sword, and the thunder light rushed out like a strange snake. The thunder cloud in the sky flew out several lightning bolts in response.

The Thunder Snake and the Lightning connected together in mid-air, forming a huge thunder net, and then the thunder roared, and thousands of thunder lights were like an overturned thunder sea, heading towards the maze.

With the earth-shattering explosion, the strange labyrinth that had stood for hundreds of thousands of years finally collapsed amidst the rumbling of thunder, sending smoke and dust everywhere.

Suddenly, a gust of icy cold wind swept across the top of the mountain.

Xia Dongqing and Zhou Ying felt cold all over, and his sister shouted in horror: "Be careful!"

The smoke and dust cleared, the thunder light receded, and the cold strange wind blew everything away, and the ruins of the maze appeared in front of everyone.

All the stone chambers in the center collapsed, filled with white bones one after another.

The bones were long and slender, and they were dressed in gorgeous clothes. It could be seen that they were all the corpses of women.

Amen was neatly placed, silent and speechless, but after just taking a look, for some reason, everyone present seemed to hear their screams: "I hate it so much!"

"These... are Weaver Girls..."

The voice was low, Henry Zhang said this, suddenly the wind rose and the clouds gathered, the clouds in the sky gathered, it was as black as ink, and the wind on the ground surged up, with a terrible cry in the cry.

The smoldering resentment came out from the exquisite white bones, and the ground of the labyrinth began to be dyed black, as if there was an extra spring made of ink on the ground.

Resentment has turned into substance, hatred is like a blade, and what has been suppressed for thousands of years is now swept away.

"I hate it so much, why do I ask for rain."

Between heaven and earth, a shrill cry of a woman pierced through everyone's ears.

Zhao Li's expression changed suddenly: "Is this the first generation of Weaver Girl?"

Henry Zhang looked dignified, and he said: "No, it's not. This is a different kind of entanglement of resentment."

The labyrinth was originally a formation that drained the power of Zhinu and trapped her. Thousands of years of time, soaked in resentment, Zhinu died long ago, and only Zhou Ying's sister didn't enter the stone room, so she survived.

The voice at the moment should be the hatred that goes deep into the marrow, the resentment of generations of Weaver Girls, turned into monsters, is their curse.

Sure enough, as Henry Zhang's voice fell, there was a sudden click, and the bones of the Weaver Girls became fragments, and the resentment was like a thick cloud, gathered together, and turned into a constantly changing black shadow.

Her long hair fluttered, her body was filled with black air, and her eyes were full of hatred.

As soon as it came out, it went straight down the mountain with billowing resentment. It was born with only one purpose, and that was revenge.

The Tianjia Village at the foot of the mountain was already in chaos. From the sound of thunder, they, who had ghosts in their hearts, woke up completely.

Anxious, they all ran out of the house one by one, looked at the top of the mountain in panic, and said frantically to themselves in the air: "It's over, it's over, it's all Zhinu's curse, they, they're here for revenge."

People in Tianjia Village went out one after another, panicked.

The dim night suddenly darkened, and they looked up suddenly, only to see a black shadow sweeping towards them with black energy, shouting in hatred, "Kill...kill...death!"

All the villagers turned pale, and the grievances of several generations of Weaver Girls rushed straight into their sea of ​​consciousness, and they were enveloped in horror. They saw their ancestors and the evil things they had done to Weaver Girls in a daze.

Some people ran away desperately, some people suddenly knelt down and begged for mercy, their noses dripping with tears, and they were in a panic; while some people looked dumbfounded and murmured: "Here we come, we come, we are finally coming to take revenge, hahaha."

The monster formed by Zhinu's resentment was like night falling on Tianjia Village. Her resentment flew out like a sharp sword, piercing through the villagers in front of her at once, splashing blood, and then pulling the two villagers in front of her like a rope. .

Like a big black mouth, it turned into bigger than a human head, and when he bit it down, blood splashed, as if a watermelon had been broken.

"Dead.....dead..."

The massacre in Tianjia Village has begun.Billowing grievances flooded the villagers of Tianjia Village like waves. The evil done for thousands of years will now be returned...

Chapter 4 and Seven

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