Time passed little by little, and the village chief's arm was already sore. Just when he was about to be unable to hold on, the underworld coins in his hand slowly disappeared...

At the same time, the village chief felt a cool breeze blowing towards him, and followed by a slight panting sound. What made him feel extremely terrifying was that the panting sound was actually close to his ears!

The village chief almost raised his head in frightened, but fortunately what Zhiwei said sounded from his mind in time.

"When those ghost coins disappear in your hands, you quickly turn around, put the chicken-blooded rice in the soles of your feet, and insert three pillars of fragrant fragrance in it..."

The village chief suppressed the urge to look up at the thing, quickly turned around, knelt on the ground, took out a bowl of chicken blood-stained rice from his arms and placed it at his feet. Then the village chief raised three pillars of fragrant fragrance in his hand and prayed above his head.

"Xiaozhu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I should have let you go. My fault, I shouldn't let all the villagers treat you as their wife, and I shouldn't let you ignore you when you are seriously ill, and I'm still heartless and let the villagers bury you alive. I'm wrong, I'm really wrong. Please put my grandson on my behalf. I'll let the villagers burn paper for you every Qingming Festival. I'll let me repay the evil I have committed in this life. I'll ask you to let my grandson go..."

The village chief prayed sincerely, and the incense that had been lit in his hand also smelled of sandalwood. The white smoke that had floated strangely dissipated in the same direction behind him.

The village chief knelt on the ground and waited patiently according to what Zhihui said. However, he knew that there was a ghost behind him, and he was extremely anxious. As for how long he had been kneeling for so long, Master Zhihui did not explain clearly.

More than an hour had passed, and the rice dyed with chicken blood under her feet still had no sign of being about to break. This was really a fatal rhythm for the village chief who was in his eighties and gray-haired. At this time, the old man was already weak and his legs were numb.

I could only lift my sleeves and wiped the sweat dripping that was about to fall from my forehead for a few efforts. At this moment, a pair of dark green eyes suddenly appeared in front of the village chief!

"Ah woo~" It arched its legs, grinned with white teeth, and roared behind the village chief with fierce momentum.

"Woon!Woon!"

"Wangcai, run quickly, don't come over!"

The village chief shouted, but the black dog's expression became even more fierce. He jumped and rushed behind the village chief, opening his mouth wide and biting it down, not relenting!

The village chief was still kneeling on the ground, waiting for the sound of the bowl torn, but there was no movement at all. Wangcai was making a desperate sound from behind him. He wanted to twist back and pull Wangcai back, but he couldn't. He clearly remembered that at this stage, he could never turn around, otherwise he would die miserably!

Just when the village chief was still worried, a broken sound suddenly sounded. The village chief was ecstatic and grabbed the rice scattered on the ground and ran towards his home!

"Run, run!" the village chief gasped and shouted in his heart. At this time, he seemed to be racing against the god of death. The old man was over fifty years old and could escape at no less than that of a young man.

And behind him, a burst of laughter came.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

On the side of the small road outside the village, Zhihui had already walked to Hanhan's side. He looked at the 15-year-old mentally retarded boy in surprise, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, "I'm really mentally retarded!"

This boy named Hanhan actually lies in the haystack, his butt was sticking high, and he kept shouting,

"Sister, sister, where did you go, I promised to play together. Didn't you let me accompany you? Is it okay to wash my sister? Hehehe~"

Hearing Hanhan's words, looking at Hanhan's lewd eyes, he was covered in saliva, and Zhihui couldn't help but twitch his eyes. What the hell, this Hanhan is really stupid. Didn't he realize that this sister is actually a ghost? He even had to bathe the ghost...

The picture is too beautiful and I can't imagine it. Zhihui was helpless and Lingqian's collar, intending to take him away. He thought to himself, it seems that his method has indeed lured the female ghost over, which also implies that this female ghost is not very capable, otherwise, his three-legged cat kung fu would definitely not work for it.

Thinking of this, Zhihui finally felt a little more comfortable in his heart. As long as he was not too powerful evil spirit, he was still sure.

Zhihui looked up at the sky. At this time, the sky had a white belly, and the faint golden light was about to rush out of the horizon. He thought, as long as the village elder could persevere, then, tonight, he and his grandson might be able to survive!

"Bad guy! Why are you trying to catch me? Let me go, I'm going to find my sister!"

Suddenly, Hanhan actually showed a ruthless look on his face and bit Zhihui's arm!

"Ah!" Zhihui screamed, shook his hand suddenly, and let the guy run away! The direction of running was just right in Yugong Village.

"Damn, this idiot, I want to die so much!" Zhihui cursed inwardly and hurriedly chased after him. After all, he promised the village chief to try his best to keep his grandson safe. In this way, even if the village chief dies, it will be worth it.

On the other side, the village chief was holding a rolling pin tightly in his hand, feeling extremely frightened, because just now, he seemed to hear some strange sound "sizzling" at the door.

The strange wind came from somewhere, making the door creak. At the same time, he could faintly hear a woman's sob, "Woooo, it hurts, woooo~"

The village chief prayed that the blood-stained rice outside the door would work, "Xiaozhu, don't come in. After taking the ghost coins, go and reincarnate quickly. In the next life, you must find a good family to marry. Never meet scum like us again."

However, as soon as the village chief finished speaking, the wind roared outside the door even louder!

A strong wind blew through the crack of the door with a faint crying sound, and rushed towards the village chief's face desperately. He felt that he might be scraped away at any time. Finally, with a "bang!"

The door is open!

What’s strange is that the moment the door opened, the strong wind suddenly disappeared as if it had never appeared!

The village chief looked at the black shadow at the door in horror, and his face became clearer as it approached.
Chapter completed!