After time travel, a metaphysics boss relies on fortune telling to support his children

After getting rid of the evil things in front of her, Lin Xiyue turned her attention to the old village chief.

The old village chief's mood was very strange. He was not angry, but stared at Lin Xiyue with deep eyes.

"Little girl, you shouldn't have ruined the Moon God's memorial ceremony. You will make all of us bear the curse."

As soon as the old village chief finished speaking, the villagers who got up after hearing the noise looked at Lin Xiyue and others with vicious eyes.

"They destroyed the worship of the Moon God. Anyone who offends the God will surely die a good death!"

"These strangers killed them for no reason!"

"Anyone who destroys the Moon God's memorial service should die!"

"Kill them, kill them!"

Everyone was filled with indignation. Only the old village chief had a calm face, as if what he just said was not his.

"Old village chief, why are you doing this?"

Lin Xiyue was not afraid of the angry people. She looked directly at the village chief, "Do you think reaching such a deal is really good for everyone?"

"For the dead souls, being able to reincarnate is the best destination. If you force them to stay in the world, it will only turn them into real lonely ghosts. There is no possibility of reincarnation in this life."

As he spoke, the figures of the villagers gradually became a little unreal.

They still looked at the group of them with angry faces, but their bodies seemed to become a little floaty.

Some younger children are even so faint that they cannot see.

Everyone was frightened by this strange scene.

The group of villagers opposite didn't look like humans, but more like ghosts.

"I just want our village to live well and not disappear in this world. I don't care about anything else."

The old village chief's voice was filled with sadness.

In fact, he had long expected that Mochou Village would suffer such a catastrophe, that everyone's souls would disappear in this catastrophe, and Mochou Village would no longer exist.

"As a cultivator, you should know that Tao follows nature, and using all unnatural forces to force ghosts to stay in the world is against the will of heaven." Lin Xiyue pointed to the villagers behind him.

"If you hadn't forcibly retained their souls all these years, these people would have been reincarnated and given a new life..."

Hearing what Lin Xiyue said, everyone's eyes showed doubts.

What does it mean to forcibly retain their souls?

It was only at this time that they discovered the abnormality in themselves, or in other words, the abnormality in the people around them.

Their bodies became illusory at some point, and their footsteps slowly left the ground.

The moonlight was bright above their heads, but there was no shadow under their feet.

The villagers were panicked by this discovery, and everyone looked at the old village chief with horror.

"Village Chief, what happened to us? Why are there no shadows of us?"

"Village Chief, why have my hands become transparent? Village Chief, I seem to be disappearing?"

"Is it because the Moon God Festival was destroyed and we were cursed? Why can't our feet touch the ground? Is the Moon God taking us away?"

Amid more and more questions, the crowd became noisy, but the old village chief remained silent.

"Girl, I can see that you are very powerful. If possible, I hope you can send these villagers to reincarnate. As for the sins, I will bear them all!"

The old village chief took out a hand-rolled grass cigarette from somewhere and took a deep drag.

There was a calmness in his eyes that had gone through many vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, the coffin behind him suddenly moved.

Those thin coffins were of poor quality and were not sealed, so they were pushed open by the people inside.

Xu Moyan saw Xu Tiancheng climbing out of the coffin at a glance.

Xu Tiancheng's face was gray and miserable, but in just a few days, he had lost weight and his entire eye circles were sunken.

He climbed out of the coffin, his steps faltered, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Xu Moyan ran over and helped him.

Xu Moyan's face was full of surprise, "Dad, you're okay."

Xu Tiancheng held his breath in the coffin for a long time and finally breathed smoothly. When he heard this sentence, he rolled his eyes at him angrily.

"I've been making noises all day long, what can happen to me!"

After he said this, he felt something was wrong.

He looked around and looked at the place where he crawled out, and his whole face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Is this the thing he was lying on just now? !

Is there any mistake? What kind of coffin can a living person sleep in? !!!

The people in the other coffins all climbed out.

Like Xu Tiancheng, they don't remember anything.

And just as they said a few words, the frightened villagers found that their bodies became more and more unreal.

The old village chief looked up at the sky above his head. Where no one else could see it, he saw a transparent barrier that seemed to collapse over time.

That was a formation that he spent countless efforts to arrange, just to let the dead souls of Mochou Village live well in the village.

Everyone in their village was dead, killed in the fire more than twenty years ago.

The fire was caused by his playful little son, who accidentally lit the haystack. The autumn grass was full of dead leaves, and the trees in the mountains were also withered and yellow.

The wind was very strong that day, and all the houses were small, and the location of Mochou Village was not good to begin with. A fire like this destroyed everyone's lives. Only he managed to save his life by hiding in a pool of water.

But everyone died, including his parents, brothers and children.

All his relatives, friends and acquaintances lost their lives in the fire.

The entire Mochou Village was scorched black, and most of the surrounding mountains and forests were burned.

The fire was a disaster for Mochou Village and the forest.

Although he was lucky enough to escape, his heart was already burned out in the fire.

Living has no meaning to him anymore, it would be better to die with them.

He wanted to die, but at that time he met...

In my ears, I heard the villagers exclaiming one after another.

The old village chief took a drag on his cigarette, closed his eyes silently, and an old tear fell from the corner of his eye.

He knelt down in the direction of Lin Xiyue and knocked his head heavily on the ground.

"Please, save them."

"They had no clue from the beginning to the end. Everything was my fault."

Many villagers exclaimed when they saw the village chief kneeling down.

"Village chief, what are you doing?"

"Village chief, get up quickly. We are not afraid of death. If anything happens, we will handle it together!"

"Yes, village chief, how can you kowtow to this young child? Get up quickly!"

Several young and strong ghosts stepped forward to help the village chief, but their hands only passed through the village chief's body.

He couldn't be touched at all.

The young people looked at their illusory arms, their eyes filled with astonishment and shock.