"No, don't come over, Xiaozhu, don't come over!" The village chief shouted, waving the rolling pin in his hand in a random manner, like a madman.

However, the female ghost smiled even stronger on her pale face, "Village Chief, didn't you say you like me? Since you like it, why not come here to accompany me!"

The voice of the female ghost was gentle like water, but in the village chief's ears, it was like an evil ghost from hell calling him.

"No, no, I don't want to die, you'll die if you die, why do you want to drag me down! Get out of here!" The village chief's face was extremely ferocious, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He raised his stick and smashed it at Xiaozhu's head. It seemed that his strength was quite strong.

"Gee ~" A biting cold laughter floated in the air, making the already gloomy night even more terrifying.

"You, don't come over, or I will kill you!" The village chief's face turned blue and purple, and the fear in his heart rose to an extreme. His stick actually penetrated through Xiaozhu's body, which had no effect on him at all.

"Haha, kill me?" The female ghost laughed wildly, the laughter was extremely sharp, like the sound of long nails slashing across the blackboard.

The female ghost looked at the old man under her feet jokingly, "I, I'm like this, didn't you do it? Hum? Are you not happy to kill me once? Haha, but I won't give you a chance this time!"

The village chief suddenly widened his eyes, and a bloody grimace suddenly appeared in front of him, "Ah!"

An extremely shrill scream broke through the sky and broke the silent night. At the same time, there were bursts of chickens crying outside the door~

Time always passes so quickly under the control of fear. Now, the morning sunlight has come to this village again. However, it does not bring a trace of warmth to the villagers here. This Yugong Village is still shrouded in an unknown fear and cannot escape.

Zhihui had already returned to the village at this time. As soon as he returned, he saw a lot of villagers surrounded by the village chief’s house. They were talking about something in groups of three or three.

"Oh, the village chief is dead, is our Yugong Village going to be extinct?"

"Bah! Don't talk nonsense. We are still alive. Maybe we will leave if we kill ghosts and people. Don't be so pessimistic, okay?"

"People-shy? I don't even look at it. There are only 30 families in our village, and at most 60 people are only 60 people. Now there are less than 20 dead. How dare you say I am pessimistic? I think you are sick and you can't even see such a serious situation."

"Damn it! Do you want to fight? I've been holding it in for a long time!"

"Just fight, whoever is afraid of whom!"

The villagers suddenly became in chaos and the scene became unstoppable.

"Stop fighting!" Zhihui walked up impatiently and said, but no one responded to him, and everyone was having a lot of fun fighting on their own.

"I'll go! I won't show my power, you treat me as a sick cat!" Zhihui was angry! He took out a yellow talisman and threw it into the air!

I heard a loud bang!

"Wind! Rain! Thunder! Lightning! Listen to my name, use me as your use, and be urgent and as a rule, come out!"

Zhihui stomped his feet suddenly, and a fire dragon suddenly ignited in the air, approaching the villagers who were still fighting.

"Ah, ah, ah"

Screams came one after another, but in just a moment, the village suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the boy standing in front of them in horror. Could it be that he was a monster?

"Ahem, don't look at me with your monster-like eyes. I feel very disgusting. Ask you the serious business, have you seen Hanhan?" Zhihui asked.

"Hanhan? Master, you said it was the village chief's son. We didn't see him. No, wasn't he taken away by a ghost last night?" One of the little men with dark faces said strangely.

Zhihui suddenly frowned, "What! You guys say, Hanhan is the village chief's son?"

"Yes, don't you know, this stupid person, but the child born to the village chief and his daughter-in-law, this child is mentally retarded just after giving birth. Now he is 15 years old and has an IQ of 3 years old, which is really pitiful." The villagers said regretfully.

...

...

Zhihui was silent for a while. He suspected that he had heard it wrongly. What the hell? The village chief is still 80 years old, and he still has an affair with his daughter-in-law?

That's fine, it's barely acceptable. The point is that he actually gave birth to a child with his daughter-in-law. This cuckold was really extraordinary.

It seemed as if countless crows were heard shouting happily above Zhihui's head.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he had a bold idea in his heart, "Hey, the daughter-in-law you mentioned is not Xiaozhu, right?"

"You know that the master is worthy of being a master?" The villagers all looked at him in surprise and looked at him with admiration.

Zhihui did not pay attention to the villagers, but walked into the village chief's house on his own. At the door, there were still a few red-colored white rice left, but...

Zhihui looked at the falling blood corpse in the room and was frightened. The village chief's entire head was bitten to nowhere. Almost all the blood in his body was sprayed out of his neck, making the whole house full of blood. The picture was too bloody, and even Zhihui couldn't help frowning and his face became gloomy.

It seems that this female ghost is not as simple as she thought. It will probably take some effort to deal with her.

However, now there is a question filled Zhihui's heart. Since Han Han is Xiaozhu's child, why did she take him away last night? He is her biological son!

Even if you become a demon, you have just died shortly after you were killed, you should not be so resentful that you would commit suicide by yourself.

Zhihui felt that he couldn't figure it out, so he started looking for it in the village chief's room. He was also lucky. Maybe Hanhan ran back to his room last night, maybe he might have found his sister if this fool was still alive. No, it should be his mother...

"Squeak~"

Zhihui pushed open a door to the village chief’s house and was stunned.

Just on the ground, a familiar person was lying on the ground, snoring, and he looked very sweet. Strangely, in his hand, he was holding a big red radish?

Zhihui looked at the fool with a confused look on his face, and he had the urge to kill him. Zhihui was also young and energetic, so he went up to do whatever he wanted.

I saw him strode to Hanhan, and raised his hand and made a crisp sound.

"Bang!"

"Isn't you awake yet? You died for you, can you still sleep so hard?"
Chapter completed!