He smiled and bowed his hand to show his goodwill, which made people feel dissatisfied.

Xuan Yi was a little dissatisfied with the fact that he was unable to participate in the battle. When he heard Fan Wujiu speak, he couldn't take his anger on others and bowed back the gift.

"Brother Fan is right, but you still have important things tomorrow. You can leave it to me for the vigil."

Fan Wujiu was in a bad mood after seeing him being left behind, and he could guess some of the reasons.

He laughed and said nothing.

Xiaoliu Village is located among the mountains. When it was just dark, the villagers went to bed early.

The pale moonlight shines on the forests, and the mountains are pitch black, dark and deep, and the quietness is too much, making people feel anxious.

In the vast mountains and forests, black shadows flashed by.

A fat hare carefully poked her head out of the hole, and after confirming that there was no danger, she began to eat tender green grass.

squeak!

A black shadow flashed by, and the wild rabbit fell into the grass as if a deflated ball.

The dark shadows took advantage of the night to come outside Xiaoliu Village, and they looked strange in the moonlight.

"Hiss... the smell of fresh and flesh is always so tempting!"

Among the strange ghosts, a male ghost wearing a white Confucian robe, with a handsome face and pale skin seemed very alternative.

He sucked deeply into the village, and his pale face showed an obsessive look.

Next to him, the other ghosts had long grown their mouths and saliva flowed all over the floor.

"On! No one left!"

The male ghost grinned until he stopped and pointed at him. The ghosts around him suddenly burst into greedy and terrifying laughter.

The ghosts rushed into the village in public, which instantly attracted countless barkings of dogs.

The barking of hundreds of dogs woke up the sleeping villagers.

"Master, wake up quickly. Dahuang seems crazy and keeps crying!"

In a private room, a young woman got up from the bed.

She reached out to pick up her son in the cradle beside the bed, comforted her awakened eldest daughter, and complained to her man on the bed.

"You are crazy! Is that the dogs in our family barking? Then the dogs in the whole village are barking!"

The man was wearing naked body and glared at his wife first when he heard this.

"I think it's probably because some dirty things came outside, so I saw the rhubarb and the others."

The world has changed drastically, and several months have passed, so how could a woman not hear what the man said?

Her face turned bloody and her voice was crying, "What should I do if the head of the family? Our girl and son are still young, so there is no need to be a problem!"

The woman said, holding a child in one hand and looking at the man with a pleading look.

"I'm not a god, how can I know what to do? Look at you, you're like a quail."

The man cursed, but got out of bed neatly. He came to the bedside table, reached out to the bottom of the cabinet, and took out a book and a pig-killing knife.

He didn't dare to light the lights, for fear of attracting the attention of dirty things outside.

I can only follow the moonlight outside the window and see clearly what I have in my hand.

The paper of the books is rough and tied together with thick lines. The handwriting on it is crooked and very ugly. I can only say that it can be recognized by barely.

The pig-killing knife next to it is about thirty centimeters long, with a sharp top and a black overall appearance, with only a touch of white left on the edge of the blade.

There are some cracks at the hilt of the pig-killing knife, which are dark red inside, and are filled with pig blood accumulated over the years.

"I heard from the adults coming from the city say that people are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid of people seven points! If you don't panic, then ghosts will have no choice but to do anything to you!"

The man held the pig-killing knife in his hand, and the cold hilt made him feel down-to-earth and reliable.

"My pig-killing knife was passed down by my ancestors. I have killed pigs for decades. No matter what happens, I will take a murderous aura. If there is really something dirty later, I will give it a knife!"

A few days ago, an adult came to the city to promote it in the village.

He brought two books "Records of the Views of Demons, Ghosts, and Monsters" and "The True Explanation of Martial Arts".

His family passed down the butcher in his family. When he was a child, he went to a private school for several years and knew some words, so he copied a book of experiences to pass on his family and save his life.

As for the other book, he also had some ideas, but other families were still copying it, so he had to queue up.

If it's okay tonight, he must borrow the book and copy it tomorrow morning!

The man held a pig-killing knife in his hand and stuffed the book into his wife's arms. Then he took out two blood-stained white cloth and two wooden signs from the cabinet.

He and his wife are both one with white cloth and wooden signs.

He told his wife seriously: "The clothes are stained with rooster blood and sunbathing. Don't take them off."

The two wooden signs are magic weapons I bought from the government, with blood from the martial arts masters on them. Ordinary ghosts dare not approach them, so they must not fall off."

"What do you want to do when you are in charge?"

The wife looked at the man as if she was explaining her funeral. Her nose felt sore and tears immediately flowed out.

"Cry, cry, you cry, I'm not dead yet! When I die, you cry again!"

The man waved his hand like disgusted, letting his wife and children sit in the center of the living room, behind which was the ranking of his ancestors, and he was alert to the surroundings with a knife.

The book says that ghosts can pass through walls, but they don’t necessarily come in through the main entrance.

If you have a ranking of ancestors at home, you may be able to protect your future generations.

He held a knife in his hand and looked out the window frequently, as if waiting for something.

The man's practice happened in many places in the village.

They may be extremely scared, but they still try their best to save themselves as the book says.

In the largest yard in Xiaoliu Village, all the family gathered in the ancestral temple at this moment.

Liu Bo was holding a blood-stained sword in his hand and was telling his son some important things.

"These key points are recorded in the records of experiences. If you are not familiar with them, hurry up and remember them!"

Liu Bo looked at his son and said seriously: "I will fight with ghosts later on, so I won't care about you."

Upon hearing this, the son begged and cried, "Dad, can you not go, let's run away."

Liu Bo glared at his eyes, slapped his son, and angrily shouted: "Escape, can you escape from ghosts?! Your father, I have received many gifts from the county government. Do you think it's just for nothing?"

"Now the ghost comes to your house, it's the time when your father stands up. If I retreat at this time and wait for the people from the county government to come to our house, we will all be done!"

He looked at his wife and children's face with a worried and sad face, and finally sighed: "There is nothing we can do about eating the king's fortune and loyalty to the king."

"What's more, although the ghost is strong, I may not necessarily die! So many people in the village have killing weapons and have so many dogs. It's not certain who will beat whom!"

"And the situation here may have been heard in the county for a long time, and the martial arts practitioners are coming."

After hearing what Liu Bo said, there was a glimmer of light in the eyes of the Liu family.

Although the ghost is very strong and terrifying, it is definitely not an opponent in front of those martial arts masters.

When the Jinyiwei master came to the village, he was Wu Xiu, who personally killed a ghost, shocked everyone in the village.

When Lord Wu Xiu arrives, they will be safe.

They believed in this.

Only Liu Bo showed a trace of worry in his eyes where his wife and children could not see it.

The martial arts masters are indeed powerful, but not everything can be known.

He just said that he was just comforting his wife, children, and the elderly.

"I can only do my best and leave my destiny."

Liu Bo sighed softly, raised his sword and walked back to the door, asking his son to ignite the firecrackers that had been prepared long ago.

Crackling!

The loud sound of firecrackers resounded throughout the village.

Liu Bo held up a torch and rushed to the village square with his wife and children who were holding his ancestors.

There are many people and high flames, and their gathering may make ghosts afraid.

If they are separated, there will be no power to resist at all.

When a ghost attacks the village, the villagers are organized to gather to resist, which is what Lord Jinyiwei said.

However, at that moment, it is a question whether the villagers dare to leave the house.

At this time, you need someone to lead, and Li Zheng is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

"Shili is summoning everyone, take the children and follow me!"

The man who was waiting anxiously in the house heard the loud firecrackers outside, and his face showed joy. He lit the torch that had been prepared long ago, pulled his wife and children and ran out.

"Damn, why are there so many dogs in this village?"
Chapter completed!