Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

Zhang Qingxuan nodded, and shook hands with him: "Hello, Comrade Lu Lai, I am the Buddha."

"Ah this..."

Lu Lai obviously didn't expect Zhang Qingxuan to joke with him, so he scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

Of course he knew his name, something was really wrong...

After the two got into the car, Lu Lai began to introduce Han Qingde's arrangement to Zhang Qingxuan.

Because they are in Zhongling, and the rest of them are in Kyoto, they are far and wide, so they all have to go directly to their destination and meet at the destination.

The destination, of course, is Mingde County.

Zhang Qingxuan naturally had no objection to this arrangement.

He wasn't on vacation.

A plane quietly took off from Zhongling Airport, circled in the sky, and headed north.

And not long after the plane took off.

A monk with a white beard rushed to Zhongling.

"Grass!"

He suddenly raised his head to look at the northern sky, cursed loudly, his face was a little ferocious, but he calmed down soon, and raised his hand in front of him and yelled the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

"The poor monk violated the precept of anger. When he returns to the temple, he must face the Buddha face the wall and contemplate for three months to rectify his heart."

"However, that benefactor just happened to leave by plane..."

"This really distresses the poor monk."

He suddenly changed from standing with one hand in front of his body to clasping his hands together, and said to himself devoutly: "It seems that I can only go to find a predestined person to help the poor monk, and I have to travel a lot..."

……

Mingde Town.

Although the towns in the mountains and forests are not as developed as those outside, the folk customs are simple and the villagers are united, and each has its own happiness and harmony.

But during this period of time, Mingde Town could no longer be happy.

Because, they have a demon here.

Here, if children don't sleep at night, they will hear the scare from their parents without exception: "You are crying, Huang Daxian has arrested you."

I said I don't know how many generations, but no one thought of it.

Huang Daxian actually appeared!

Moreover, more than one or two people were arrested?

Eighteen people have died in the town, and even the people from the Supernatural Bureau who dealt with all this have never returned...

The old village chief was sitting on the grand master's chair by the side of the square table at the Chongmen of the North House.

The house is full, the courtyard is full of villagers.

A teenage boy knelt on the open space not far from the old village head, with tears streaming down his face: "Old village head, it's all my fault!"

"It's all my fault that I killed the weasel who came to steal the chicken. Otherwise, the weasels would not be angry and come to take revenge on our village, and there would be no deaths in our village..."

As he spoke, his voice choked up and wept loudly.

He was sad and blamed himself very much. Although he was still young, a child from a poor family had already taken charge of the family, and his innocence had already faded away.

And most importantly...

Among the dozen or so who died, there was also his father!

Although his father is not a thing, he gambles and drinks all day long, and is an out-and-out old hooligan...

But that was his father after all!

Beside him, stood a haggard woman in her 30s who hadn't taken care of herself, so she looked a little older than her actual age. This woman was the boy's mother.

Her eyes were full of dead silence and despair, her eyes were red but there were no tears, not because she didn't want to cry, but after so many days, the tears had almost dried up.

Although her husband is not a thing, does not earn money, depends on her for support, and often beats and scolds her.

But no matter how bastard, no matter how insignificant, for a woman in the country, a man is also the pillar of the family.

Now, her pillars have collapsed.

The villagers looked at the young man kneeling there crying bitterly, all of them showed regret and a bit of fear, fearing that Huang Pizi's next target would be himself.

However, no one blamed the young man.

After the weasel who stole the chicken was discovered, who wouldn't fight it?

only……

"Er Gouzi, just blow him away, why do you have to beat that yellow man to death?"

"Hey, yes! Huang Daxian is very revengeful."

"Come on, no one did it on purpose. The child is sad enough now, so stop talking nonsense. What are you looking at? Am I right?"

"What the hell did I say, even if you don't let me go?"

"Don't let..."

I don't know who will speak first.

The quiet villagers suddenly became noisy.

"okay!"

The old village chief slapped the cigarette stick in his hand on the table, and the noisy crowd suddenly became quiet again. He looked at the boy kneeling on the ground and said, "Er Gouzi, you are not to blame for this matter, then The weasel is not here to steal the chicken, and it will still happen if you don’t kill it, you don’t have to blame yourself too much, get up quickly.”

"Didn't you come to steal the chicken?"

Everyone was taken aback and looked at the old village chief.

"Let's go, this matter, I will find a way."

The old village chief didn't explain, just waved his hands, picked up the cigarette stick, got up and walked into the back room with his hands behind his back.

139: Trading the lives of the whole village may have been premeditated, time is running out, plan as soon as possible! 【Please customize】

Regardless of whether the villagers outside left or not, the old village chief slammed the door behind him as he approached the back room.

And after sitting on the kang.

He reached out from the cabinet at the top of the kang and took out a drum.

Touching the drum with his palm, he closed his eyes, and then tapped lightly twice.

The drum made two muffled beeps.

Then, under the drum, there was an ethereal voice.

"Baby."

The old village head is at least 70 years old.

The voice in the drum called out Wazi.

This picture is undoubtedly a little weird.

But the old village head not only didn't care, he also looked very respectful and pious, he asked in a low voice: "Old ancestor, did you ask?"

"Good morning."

The voice in the drum sounded again.

"Old Ancestor, what's going on?"

The old village head was a little excited and asked quickly.

"I asked a little guy, and he told me that some time ago, there was a little bastard in your village who ran to the Huangxian Temple in the mountains to bless them to keep winning, saying that as long as they can keep winning, Times come and go, let him pay whatever it takes."

"Then, this kid really started to win money. He was sure to win every bet, but he quickly attracted attention."

"After a group of people got him drunk, they uttered words from his mouth. After learning that it was because of praying in the Huangxian Temple, the five of them also went to the Huangxian Temple one after another, and set up the same plan. Pray, they'll give anything just to win the money."

The old village chief understood, and he asked tremblingly, "So the price is death?"

"Yes."

The voice inside the drum said definitely.

"That is to say, a total of six people."

"But why are so many people dead now?"

asked the old village chief.

"Because the Huangxian Temple sent their men to collect the price from them. Not only did they not obediently hand it over, but someone also insulted the person from the Huangxian Temple when he was drunk, which made him angry. That's why these things happened later" ..."

The voice within the drum replied.

"These six bastards will all go to the [-]th floor of hell!"

The old village head cursed and asked quickly: "Then old ancestor, can you go to the Huangxian Temple to discuss it, can you... reconcile with this, we are willing to offer all the chickens from all the households in the village. "

After so many people were killed, they still need to reconcile.

The old village head said these words almost with chattering teeth.

But if they don't reconcile, what other options do they have?

Could it be that he watched all the people in the village die?

What's more, things didn't just happen in the village anymore. Just yesterday, two old people in a neighboring village took their children and watched them being kidnapped by weasels.

Witnessing his own grandson being taken away with his own eyes, he was helpless.

One of the two old men passed away today because of excessive grief and exhaustion...

Go on like this.

I'm afraid that in the future, the entire town, and even the entire county will be greatly affected.

By the time……

I'm afraid it's not something that chickens, ducks and geese can reconcile.

"I've been there."

said the voice in the drum.

"What did you say over there?"

The old village head asked quickly.

"I asked it, can you sell me a face, after all, we are all of the same family, and I can still be regarded as its elder."

"However, it told me that it wanted to calm down the matter..."

The voice in the drum paused: "It will be exchanged for the lives of all of you in the village."

"what!?"

The old village chief stood up from the kang after a while.

"The lives of the whole village? Then what's the point of reconciliation?"

"Its purpose now is your whole town, even... the whole county!" Gu Nei said.

puff.

The old village head sat down on the kang again.

The whole county...

In exchange for the lives of the whole village?

The old village head closed his old eyes deeply, and opened them again, his eyes were already full of killing intent.

"Too deceiving!"