"Haha, ancestor."

Before Old Zhang's son could speak, Old Li, who was holding his hands behind his back, interrupted sarcastically and shook his head and sneered.

"Li Chengyi, pay attention to your identity!"

Old Chen seemed to have been touched by a reverse scale, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he even called out Old Li's name.

Seeing this, the younger generation on the side wanted to persuade him, but the three elders had accumulated power for a long time and all bowed their heads and said nothing.

"Enough!"

Unexpectedly, facing Mr. Chen's angry gaze, Mr. Li was completely disrespectful and tear his face first: "It's okay to pay your respects 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?

Haha, Xiufen is just a mother in the ancestral hall. If she becomes that thing, no one can escape!"

"Old Zamao, who the hell are you scolding?"

At this moment, Old Zhang's son stopped doing it and was furious, with red eyes. He took a step forward and was about to grab Mr. Li's collar.

"Zhang Youcai, are you tired of living?"

As soon as he moved, a tall and big man beside Old Li immediately walked out with his eyes and kicked him to the ground.

"What are you doing?!!"

"Li Daniu, you bastard, bully my Zhang family!"

"Just, it's obvious that the bastard is not distinguished from superiority!"

...

This kick was like igniting an explosive barrel.

The Zhang family and Li family rushed forward and confronted each other. Some even had wooden sticks on them, as if they were going to fight the next moment.

"Enough!"

Old Chen was furious and shouted, and the chaos in the field gradually stopped.

"Talented, I will carry your mother on my back. If others want to continue living in the ancestral hall, they will come to help. If you don't want to, I won't force you!"

After saying that, he swung his sleeves and walked towards the ancestral hall with a cold face with a crutch.

"Ha, after all, my ancestor's surname is Chen!"

Mr. Li looked at the departing Mr. Chen's back and laughed sarcastically. Then he turned his head and walked and said, "The Li clan members, each of them, they think they are not dying fast enough, so let them go."

Hula

The crowd was turbulent and dispersed.

After a while, the Li clan led by Mr. Li, as well as the small clans who are not very good with Zhang and Chen families on weekdays dispersed, obviously they didn't want to take this risk.

In front of the fire, only a hundred people were left.

"Mom, the child is unfilial, you are suffering."

Zhang Youcai rolled all over mud and had messy hair. He walked into the extinguished fire and kowtowed at the body of Old Mrs. Zhang.

He stood up, wiped away his tears, bent down, and signaled the helping brother to help Old Mrs. Zhang up and put it on his back.

but……

"You Talented Brother, I can't lift it... I can't lift it."

"ah?"

Zhang Youcai frowned with confusion and turned around, but was shocked to find that several strong men had their faces red, and they couldn't even lift Old Mrs. Zhang's hands!

How is this possible?

He didn't believe in evil, so he squatted down and pulled the old lady's hand.

When he bought it, it was cold and trembling, which made him tremble subconsciously.

Exercise force again.

It's like pulling a root stone, without moving at all.

Plop...

As soon as his hand slipped, he sat on the ground, his forehead was sweating prone to stop, and a certain fear in his heart began to grow.

No matter how close you are in the past, now it is so strange that no one can meet you, I am afraid you can no longer treat it with a normal mind.

"Hiss, damn, why are you so cold!"

Suddenly, a few men around cursed, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, their lips were purple and black, their faces were pale, and they kept rubbing their hands, as if they were poured with a basin of cold water.

"What happened?"

In front of the fire, the villagers who were originally watching were puzzled when they saw this and were about to step forward.

But, at this moment...

"spread!"

The deafening and fierce sound suddenly rang behind the crowd.

The villagers with ears buzzed and their brains were confused subconsciously stopped their pace, came back to their senses, and looked back suddenly.

In the wind and rain, a burly figure was like a wild beast with a strong sense of oppression and suffocation, walking towards the crowd.

One step, two steps, three steps...

I passed by, and I was full of fear and panic.

No one speaks out or stops it.

The weak spirit was rushed by the overbearing masculine aura, and his face was bloodless, and he retreated and did not dare to look directly at him.

I didn't care about the various gazes of the surrounding villagers.

Jiang Wuye walked straight into the ashes and looked at Old Mrs. Zhang who was lying quietly on the ground. His eyes swept over confused and frightened faces, sighed, and said loudly: "I'll carry it!!"

It is sonorous and powerful, echoing from all directions.

There was silence around and no one answered.

Between heaven and earth.

Only cold wind and cold rain.

Intertwined and lingering, killing and washing the people.

...

At the same time.

Qinghe Village, north, thousands of miles.

call

A blue stream of light passed through the cloudy sky, as fast as thunder and lightning, passing through the three mountains in the blink of an eye.

Looking up, it is a round pavilion cast like blue jade, shining with faint blue light, and is invincible with wind and rain.

In the pavilion, one man and one woman.

Four treasures of the study, red sleeves add fragrance.

A gentle and elegant man in green clothes held the pen with a focused expression. The pen on the paper was like a dragon and a snake, without any pause. In a moment, a brave and mighty golden armored soldier had an elephant, bones and rhyme.

Bang!

The pen falls and the ink is dry.

"Hehe, senior brother, it's here."

The girl with a beautiful appearance was extraordinary, but there was a little childish girl in her white dress who had not taken off her eyebrows. She stopped grinding the ink and fluttered her buttocks and black hair. She walked to the railing, her eyes were clear and she looked down at the mountains and rivers.

"know."

The gentle man breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the drawing on the table, looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction.

The round pavilion fell, hanging for hundreds of meters.

Below, white mist rolled, and the lonely village was vaguely crawling, deserted.

"Hey, senior brother, come and see, you're lucky this time."

The girl in the white dress looked down at the lonely village, with a faint blue light flowing in her eyes. She looked at her for a while and seemed to have discovered something. She couldn't help but be happy and couldn't wait to greet the young man at the table.

The young man stepped forward, looked down, shook his head and laughed: "Why are you happy about the evil that is the most powerful in the realm of a gray lotus?

But, better than nothing, go!"

After the words came, he raised his hand and the paper drawing in his hand shot towards the lonely village below.

Buzz
To be continued...