Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

The person who came to entertain him was the village head, surnamed Liu, who was tall and strong, and looked very strong.

The leading disciple put his right hand on his chest and lowered his head slightly: "The disciples of Junshan School come to help."

The rest of the people saw the big disciple saluting, and they also saluted one after another.

It turned out that the disciples of the Junshan School saluted like this. In the past, Ji Xingzi didn't teach himself when he knelt down as if to worship. Anyway, taking him out to embarrass him is not to embarrass himself.

Ge Huan also bowed his head and saluted according to the gourd painting.

Village head Liu put his hands together: "Everyone, I have been waiting for a long time, please."

"Ah."

A group of people followed Village Chief Liu to a spacious courtyard, where tables and stools were set up, tea and water on the table were complete, and there were actually melon seeds.

The other villagers surrounded the fence, hugging each other excitedly and whispering to each other.

"Why, these are the disciples of the Junshan Sect. They are all immortal and handsome, "

"And the spells are powerful, do you understand the spells, just click twice, and you're gone."

"Hey, haven't you ever eaten pork, haven't you seen pigs running? Of course I understand."

"What weapon is the leader holding?"

"It's amazing to be a leader at such a young age."

This is a shabby room, a group of people dressed in extraordinary clothes came slowly, as if falling from the sky, and instantly decorated the shabby courtyard with elegance and refinement, attracting more and more people to watch.

The disciples came in in an orderly manner, sat down, and stood upright without any superfluous words or actions. They didn't dare to do anything until they heard the orders from the senior disciples.

Their words and deeds represent the Junshan Sect, and if they are not careful, they will desecrate the century-old reputation of the Junshan Sect.

I can't bear the charge.

But everyone is complacent in their hearts, being praised and praised by others, they are really proud of being a disciple of the Junshan School.

The eldest disciple has prestige, and Ge Huan is a little envious. If he doesn't have a spiritual core and no blackening, this is a height that he will never reach in his entire life.

In this way, I have to thank Ji Xingzi for stimulating his potential. Although the process was painful, it allowed him to experience the demeanor of a king.

Not knowing what Ji Xingzi was doing at this time, if he was spying on him, Ge Huan subconsciously looked at his left wrist.

I haven't figured out whether this is a monitoring magic weapon or a detection magic weapon. Immortal cultivators' equipment is so advanced that they can do whatever they want. Ordinary people don't know anything about it and can only be slaughtered.

The village head in front and the villagers who were fortunate enough to be admitted to the hospital have begun to chatter.

"Immortal Elder, you must catch this chat demon."

"Yes, the one who disturbed our hearts did not get a peaceful night's sleep."

"Today, more than half of the people in the village of the ancestor curse are too scary. We are worried every day, worrying about waking up to chat with him at night."

Ge Huan listened carefully to what the villagers said with his ears pricked up, his brain was thinking quickly, but he still couldn't remember which chapter in the original book he read mentioned the chatter.

How can there be such a strange monster, if you write it, you will definitely remember it, such an interesting thing.

Have you read a fake book yourself?

He obviously subscribed to the full book on the author's first website, did the author edit the article while he was wearing the book?Damn bad luck.

Originally, I thought I could pretend to be aggressive, play a spoiler, predict the future, and take the opportunity to play prestige, but it was all in vain.

The eldest disciple took a sip of water slowly, and then said slowly: "What is he talking about?"

Village Chief Liu said: "Tell the story, and he will test you after you finish telling the story. If you answer incorrectly, you will be cursed."

The eldest disciple asked, "Is it the same story?"

Village Chief Liu said: "It's good if you say it's the same story, and we won't be unable to answer. Every time he changes, all kinds of brain-burning, if you don't pay attention, you will miss the key point. Who doesn't want to sleep, and it's too painful to concentrate on listening to his story."

Feng Zi asked, "Is he in order? Just who is there tonight?"

Village Chief Liu said: "This is how it is. The first time was irregular. After the first time, he seemed to be sorted with the people in the village. According to the level of intelligence, whoever answered the questions quickly and accurately. We will follow this order later. gone."

The eldest disciple asked, "How do you know this?"

Village head Liu said: "Everyone who is questioned will report to me the next day."

Feng Ziyan nodded and said, "Very good, who's there tonight?"

Village Chief Liu said with an embarrassed smile, "It's my turn, this place is where I sleep."

Feng Ziyan took out a bottle from his sleeve: "Ask the villagers to get the demon pills here and put them on the bedside. Don't come out tonight. Everyone near Village Chief Liu will go to sleep elsewhere for the night."

Village Chief Liu hurriedly said, "Okay."

Immediately after speaking, he waved his hand and signaled: "Followers, please line up at the entrance of the courtyard. The fairy elder will distribute treasures to everyone, and go back to put it next to the pillow at night."

After hearing this, the villagers ran to line up to drive away the demon grains, and Feng Ziyan whispered to the village chief again.

Feng Zi said: "Ah Qing, you take two disciples to distribute demon pills to the villagers, and I will arrange the disciples' actions tonight."

Ah Qing said: "That's fine."

Ah Qing counted a few disciples and went to the gate of the courtyard,

Ge Huan was sitting in the far corner of the courtyard, near the door. He wanted to see what kind of goodies his disciple Ah Qing had given to the villagers.

As big as a grain of rice, it is golden and exorcises demons.

He has never seen it in the book, and if he has seen it, he probably has almost forgotten it. The whole article has more than 2000 chapters and more than 700 million words, and it is almost remarkable to remember it.

At this time, Feng Ziyan set up the score in the courtyard.

"Tonight, we will act in twos, with this house as the center, and six nearby households, we will live in tonight, and then I will randomly assign people according to the roster."

"Ah Qing, Wang Chao, is at Village Chief Liu's house."

"Liujiang, Su Nian is the first household on the left."

Ge Huan knew that if nothing unexpected happened, he would appoint Feng Ziyan to be with him, and then he would laugh at himself.

But there is only one chat demon. According to the village chief, it's his turn tonight. Isn't he safe? It doesn't matter who he is with, at least he has someone to take care of him.

"Ge Huan is alone in the second household on the right."

When Ge Huan, who was leisurely drinking water and kneading melon seeds, heard this, he suddenly felt bad, why is he alone!

A total of 15 disciples, two groups, he is really redundant.

It is estimated that no one wants to be with him. The male lead is inherently annoying, and he has inherited his mantle perfectly. Everyone hates his physique.

"Ziyan, it's settled on my side." Ah Qing walked over lightly.

"It's almost the same here, you and Chen Guangzun's disciple Wang Chao are at the village chief's house."

Ah Qing replied calmly: "Okay."

The same is a big disciple, why is Ah Qing humble, polite, and generous, while Feng Ziyan is arrogant and domineering, defiant, vengeful, and narrow-minded!

Village head Liu said reverently: "Everyone, I have asked the villagers to prepare meals, please move."

Ah Qing said: "Thank you, but there is no need, we will prepare food by ourselves, it is getting late now, we have to start planning for the evening, please go home early to rest."

Village Chief Liu said hello again and again.

Ah Qing said to the disciples: "Now there will be villagers who will take you to where you will be staying tonight. Don't really sleep at night, keep a high level of vigilance and alertness. If there is any movement, I will whistle a signal. As soon as I hear it, I will immediately head towards the target Assemble, there must be no mistakes."

The disciples said in unison: "Yes."

"The two disciples from the first household on the right come out and follow this villager to his house."

Ah Qing pointed to a middle-aged man at the gate of the courtyard.

The villager smiled and waved: "I am here, Immortal."

When the disciples were almost gone, only Ge Huan was left.

Ah Qing asked, "Why is Ge Huan alone?"

Feng Ziyan explained: "There is already one more person, and there are only six families in the arrangement. I added one temporarily, so I can't let him sleep on the street."

Ah Qing felt that what he said was reasonable, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Is Feng Ziyan really so kind?Ge Huan couldn't help weighing what he said.

"Ge Huan, follow Uncle Wang to his house."

"it is good."

Ah Qing took the lead: "Ziyan, let's set up a demon formation."

"Ah."

Ge Huan wanted to see what the monster killing formation looked like, but Uncle Wang was waiting at the door, so he had to get up.

Uncle Wang is a cripple, with fluffy hair, baggy clothes, and a grin with jagged big yellow teeth.

"Hey, hello fairy head, hey, the village head also notified me shortly, and I didn't clean it up. In fact, I don't want you to live in my house, but the village head told me that the big disciple must say that my house has evil spirits. Tonight Maybe you will be patronized by the chat demon, so I agreed, sorry, Immortal Elder, I have wronged you."

Ge Huan didn't care at all, he is a kind and good boy now, in the past, he held his nose and left: "It's okay, uncle, we practitioners are to punish evil and promote good, punish evil spirits, what grievances, I'm sorry .”

"The Immortal Elder is really a good person. It's okay to look different, but his words are so beautiful."

This is the first time he has been praised since he wore the book, and he is inexplicably emotional.

The two walked unhurriedly on the country road.

"Has the demon chatted with you?"

Uncle Wang stroked his hair: "There was one time, but he said he couldn't stand the smell of my house, so he left again without saying a few words."

Ge Huan was surprised: "Did you put anything in your house to ward off evil spirits?"

Uncle Wang smiled embarrassedly: "I don't know what to put to ward off evil spirits, I think it's boring."

"So where do you sleep tonight?"

Uncle Wang said happily: "The village chief said that I arranged to go to Wu Dazhu's house. His house is big, and there are several vegetable gardens. Every day when I pass by his house, I can smell the fragrance of vegetables. Maybe I can have dinner if I go now. , Xianchang, let's go quickly."

"... "

It wasn't until they arrived at their destination that Ge Huan realized that what Uncle Wang said was true.

Feng Ziyan is really kind, Uncle Wang's house is as good as the hero's house, if not worse.

The shed supported by a few pillars is ventilated on all sides. It is estimated that as long as there is a little wind, it will collapse. The key is the smell. At least the original male owner's house is clean. Can people live in this place?

A solitary wooden bed, covered with a layer of straw, the straw is still a little moldy.

There is no door, and it is so dirty that there is not even a place to stand.

Ge Huan was dumbfounded, he hesitated to go to sleep, he would rather just stand here all night.

"Princess Xian, I'm going to Wu Dazhu's house first, his house serves meals at this point every day, if you don't go there, you won't be able to eat."

"Go."

Seeing that Uncle Wang was gone, Ge Huan couldn't bear it anymore and went in holding his nose.

He pulled the straw clean and tore off a bit of cloth to plug his nostrils.

But it still stinks, stinks, stinks.

I really want to kill Feng Ziyan.