I just want to practice

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Jiang Wuye's movements froze, his eyes were slightly closed, and he began to observe the gods subconsciously.

I only felt a burst of coolness in my brain, and the brain tissue began to wriggle and deform strangely.

next moment.

Intangible and insubstantial consciousness quietly protruded out of the house, courtyard, and even the dirt road in front of the courtyard.

A vague and thin figure stood in front of the courtyard gate, wiping away tears and crying:

"Xiaoye, are you awake? Come to the ancestral hall quickly, Mr. Zhang hanged himself last night, hurry up!"

The urging sound fell, and the figure left in a hurry.

Mr. Zhang?

Withdrawing his consciousness, Jiang Wuye frowned slightly, thinking back a little, a kind-hearted, silver-haired, seventy-year-old lady came to mind.

Hanging in the ancestral hall!

"Oh, I really know how to play."

Jiang Wuye's face was gloomy, and he smiled coldly.

Who did it, you don't need to think about it.

He just didn't expect that it would be Mr. Zhang, one of the three elders in the village, who had the accident.

The three elders, in Qinghe Village, can be said to be the spiritual pillars of the villagers, and their authority cannot be questioned.

now

However, this supporting pillar fell silently, and it was still in the ancestral hall like a holy place.

this blow

"Life is cheaper than an ant."

Jiang Wuye sighed, his face full of self-mockery.

Even if he is stronger than now, so what?

It's still just a clay bodhisattva crossing the river.

Not to mention the Qinghe villagers who are confused and can't see a glimmer of light.

boom!

Slamming the closet door, Jiang Wuye changed his clothes expressionlessly.

In order to avoid encountering villagers and causing unnecessary troubles, he made a time difference and rushed to the ancestral hall after about ten minutes.

Walking all the way, it was cold and rainy, and there was no one there.

Outside the ancestral hall, in the open space, there was endless crying and howling.

Jiang Wuye hid in a small two-story building not far away, watching quietly through the window.

The firewood pile was erected again.

The torches whirred.

Lying there was a purple-black complexion, bulging eyes, an old lady who had turned from kindness to ferocity in the past.

Yesterday, she shed tears for the deceased.

Today, the living saw him off.

Ants live stealthily, but people don't know their fate, how ironic.

"Come on, ahem, don't let Mr. Zhang catch the cold!"

Chen Lao's hand holding the cane kept shaking, and his old tears kept falling like dripping water. He took a deep breath, raised his head and shouted around, as if he wanted to shout out all his reluctance and aggrievedness.

"grandmother!"

"mother!!"

The members of the Zhang clan, dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, yelled heart-piercingly towards the fire, and the women who were in poor spirits fainted directly.

However, no matter how reluctant they are, the people on the pyre will never stand up.

Huhuhu

Flaming torches pierced the cloudy sky and fell into the pyre.

For a moment, thick smoke rose and flames shot into the sky.

Um that is?

Weeping and howling in front of the fire made the sky tremble, but Jiang Wuye's heart trembled in the small building.

Perceived out.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there are crowds, and the crimson flames are raging in front of it. Among them, the cold human body is intact, and a group of red lights that are difficult to detect with the naked eye lingers around him!

and.

A steady stream of black air drilled out from the ground and submerged into the body, fueling the red glow, which became more and more vigorous.

Perceive carefully.

It's not the lifeless Yin Qi on Wei Wei's body, but

"Why me?! Why don't they die?!"

"Mom, I'm so scared and cold, why don't you come with me?"

"Death! I'm lonely for half my life. How can you live well when I'm dead and no one is sad?! Die, die!!"

blame!

The monstrous grievances, chaos, and tyranny, I can't wait to drag the people of the world to be buried with them!

"Roar!!"

In the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, the Vigorous Barbarian roared to the sky, shattering the resentment that was climbing along the speed of perception.

Jiang Wuye's brain froze, he withdrew his perception, looked at the fiercely burning fire below, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

He thought of a biological zombie that could stop children from crying at night according to previous life legends!

Resentment persists after death, turning into a living dead, devouring all the relatives in life!

But now, all the grievances of those who died in vain in Qinghe Village are attached to Mrs. Zhang.

It is self-evident what the result will be.

"Fuck! It's all the fault of that bastard fox!"

Jiang Wu's night work cut the fox demon's heart.

How can this make matters worse, it is completely pouring oil on the fire!

Do you want

His eyes were flickering, Jiang Wuye had the urge to rush down and drag Mrs. Zhang out to tear it apart, to snuff out the flames.

"What do you think of this work? I made it after a lot of effort.

Well, remind me, if you move before it is fully formed.Hee hee, resentment explodes, so I will have more toys. "

Behind him, there was a childish laughter without warning.

brush!

Jiang Wuye's expression changed, and he turned his head abruptly.

There was nothing in the dark room, like an auditory hallucination.

"Yes, that's the expression, I'm too"

Bang! !

The big fan-like hands wrapped around the blazing yang energy, violently pumping the air, smashing a fox statue floating behind him in the air, shrouded in yang energy, and instantly smashed into powder.

"Yin Qi transformation, positive energy 1."

In the perception, there is no more Yin Qi in the house.

Jiang Wuye's scarlet eyes receded, he turned his head to look at the gradually extinguished firewood in the field, his heart was violently rising, but his face was as calm as water.

After a while, the fire dissipated and the smoke disappeared.

"how so?!!"

The voice of unbelievable fear finally sounded.

The crowd was in an uproar, panicked, subconsciously backed away.

in the ashes.

The ferocious Mrs. Zhang's face turned red like a flash of light, and she lay quietly on the charcoal rising from the heat wave, her hair, clothes, and body were all intact.

"Mom! If you have any reluctance, tell your child what you can't let go of! Don't embarrass everyone anymore."

Mrs. Zhang's son knelt in front of the fire and tried to persuade him tearfully.

Beside him, members of the Zhang clan even knelt and kept kowtowing.

After a while, no results.

"Oh Xiufen, you have been kind all your life, why bother to do evil once before leaving?

Don't blame me, it's all for your own good.

Bring firewood!Burn again! "

Mr. Chen recovered from his panic, gritted his teeth and let out a roar. Immediately, villagers who were also frightened rushed to the side to carry firewood.

This time, Mrs. Zhang's body was tightly covered with firewood.

Hula la

The flames rose, even better than before.

however

Half an hour later, Mrs. Zhang was unscathed, but her face became more and more rosy, as if she was about to come back to life.

"Chen, Mr. Chen, look at my mother."

This time, even Mrs. Zhang's son was frightened. There was only fear in his heart, and there was no grief.

Everyone has heard all kinds of strange stories.

The current situation of his mother coincides with certain stories.

As soon as he thought of those horrific and weird things, horror images kept appearing in his mind, and he couldn't stop shivering.

"Contain the corpse, first"

Mr. Chen's expression was ugly, and he naturally knew what Mr. Zhang's son was worried about. After hesitating for a while, he finally sighed: "Oh, let's bury the ancestral hall. Your mother respects the ancestors most on weekdays. Even if they are suppressed by the ancestors, she will It shouldn’t happen again.”

No.30 I will memorize it

"Hehe, old ancestor."

Before Mr. Zhang's son could speak, Mr. Li, with his hands behind his back, interjected angrily, shaking his head and sneering.

"Li Chengyi, pay attention to your identity!"

Chen Laowan seemed to have been touched by the scales, his face became gloomy, and he even called Li Lao's name directly.

Seeing this, the juniors on the side wanted to persuade a few words, but the three elders had been accumulating power for a long time, and they all bowed their heads and remained silent for a while.

"enough!"

Unexpectedly, facing Mr. Chen's angry eyes, Mr. Li didn't give face at all, and tore his face first: "It's fine to say goodbye on weekdays, do you really think he can protect us?

Why didn't he appear in the plague ten years ago?

Is the ancestral hall safe?

Hehe, Xiufen's mother is from the death ancestral hall, if she becomes that thing, no one can escape! "