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Chapter 451 Arrogance (thanks to Brother Qiu Silver League)
Halfway up Heifeng Mountain, there is a village.

It was the stockade left by the group of gangsters back then.

Although the village is deserted, tables, chairs and benches can still be seen vaguely, and some pavilions built against the cliffs.

Now that so many years have passed, the village is actually bustling again at this moment. Among them are mature seedlings in Miao clothes, and there are strangers in simple clothes.

Of course, the most conspicuous ones are those young seedlings with veils on their heads and a distance from everyone.

These young seedlings wear veils on their heads and their faces cannot be seen clearly, but from their figures, it is not difficult to see that they are mostly women.

They all carried a bright red coffin behind them.

People gathered at this place, called Heifengya. Below the cliff was a bottomless pool. The sun shone on the pool, and even a little light was not reflected. The whole pool was pitch black, like thick ink.

It is said that the black wind in the legend of Heifeng Mountain is blown from this pool, but at this moment, everyone can't see how the so-called black wind blows from the water.

Just as everyone was still discussing in low voices how the seedling girls would start worshiping the gods later, a person suddenly ran up in a panic.

"Here he comes!!"

Everyone ignored it and still chatted about their own affairs.

Seeing that there was no response, the man suddenly became irritable, stepped forward and grabbed someone and said, "Here he is...he is right behind."

Everyone looked back at him and recognized him as the youngest of the five ghosts in Xiangxi, but they were baffled by what he said, and they didn't know what stimulated this guy.

"He's coming! Go and kill him, he's right behind."

The third child pushed left and right in the crowd, until suddenly he was hit on the chest by a hand and fell to the ground.

The embarrassing appearance caused everyone around to burst into laughter.

But the third child didn't care about these things, seeing that no one in front of him took him seriously, his face flushed with anxiety for a moment, he took a breath of true energy into his chest, and shouted: "Shut up!"

The sound echoed in the valley, and all the sounds stopped abruptly, and a pair of unkind eyes stared at the third child's face.

Among them were some famous and vicious figures in the rivers and lakes, their faces still showed impatience, but the third child didn't care, seeing that everyone was quiet, he said loudly: "He is here, he...he..."

I don't know if he was too nervous, but the third child actually forgot Xu Tong's name in his head, and slapped his head hard, thinking for a long time but couldn't think of it.

When everyone's eyes became more and more unfriendly, and some people even put their hands on their own knife handles, the third child finally took his hands out of his pockets, opened the photo on his phone, pointed to Xu Tong's photo on it and said: "He, God of Wealth...he is coming up!"

Hearing this, everyone was startled.

A middle-aged man next to the third child stepped forward and grabbed the third child by his collar, and asked sharply, "Who are you talking about!! Did Xu Tong go up the mountain??"

Hearing this name, the third child finally turned the corner, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, it is Xu Tong. Xu Tong has gone up the mountain, and he will be there in a while."

All of a sudden, there was a bang and everyone started talking.

The reason why so many people gathered in Xiangxi this time is thanks to one person, Xue Gui's disciple and grandson, Xu Tong.

"Boy, are you sure, if I find out that you lied to me, be careful that I will kill your whole family!"

Someone questioned the third child.

Everyone knew that Xu Tong was protected by the Gao family, and the Gao family was also protected by a mysterious force. As long as Xu Tong did not leave Xiangxi, it would not be easy to move him.

But now someone actually said that this guy ran up by himself, isn't this a fantasy.

But the youngest nodded vigorously and stood up and said to everyone: "Really, it is really him. We met him just now at the foot of the mountain. He has a master by his side. We are not opponents..."

"So you ran up the mountain to report!"

The middle-aged man continued to ask.

However, this sentence made the third child feel awkward. After hesitating for a while, he lowered his head and said in a small voice: "No, he let me go up the mountain and asked me to bring you a message!"

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help but look at each other.

An old man squeezed his beard and sneered, "Hey, it's really a little ghost who is not afraid of death when he sees the king of Hades. Tell me, what is the message!"

Speaking of this old man, his name is Zhou Hun, and he is also from a famous family. He studied under Mount Wutai, and he can be regarded as a veritable old-timer in the world.

He has an uncle named Zhou Yaosheng, who was also from Mount Wutai. He practiced both Buddhism and Taoism, and his strength is no less than that of a half-step master.

But I went to Beimang and never came back, and I don’t know where it is buried now.

This is also the reason why he came to Xiangxi. Since he couldn't find his uncle's grave, he gave his uncle the life of Xue Gui's disciple and grandson to pay for it.

That's why at this moment, the eyes are shining brightly, and holding the whisk in his hand is already full of murderous intent.

The youngest swallowed, and under the eyes of everyone staring at him, he felt a lot of pressure in an instant, and couldn't help but regret why he had to say such nonsense.

But under everyone's comments, it's okay not to say it.

He could only say in a very small voice: "He said...he said..."

"What did he say, hurry up and say it!"

The middle-aged man standing next to the third child was obviously short-tempered. Seeing the grumbling look of the third child, he wished he could chop this guy up with a knife right now.

The third child was frightened by him, he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, he gritted his teeth and said: "He said, the debt of Qimen has already been paid by his master with his life, but if anyone thinks it is not enough, he will beat him with his fist until the other party says enough. "

In an instant, everyone present fell silent.

There was a weirdness in everyone's expressions, and they didn't know whether to laugh or get angry.

But the faces of several old people among them were already terribly ferocious.

"Crack! This little bastard, how dare you be so arrogant??"

Zhou Hun was so angry that his face was flushed, he waved the dust whisk in his hand, and a strong wind swayed on the ground: "Where is this kid, I swear I will smash him to pieces!!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, it may not be enough to dismember his corpse into ten thousand pieces. Xiao Yuzi, the poor Taoist, wants to use his corpse oil to make wax, his human skin to make a lamp, and his bones to be nailed under a locust tree. He will be a slave for seven lives and seven lives."

The Taoist who spoke showed a cruel look in his eyes, and many people present couldn't help feeling a chill in their hearts when they heard the words.

This is to make people, seven generations after death, doomed to misery and never turn over.

"Hehe, forget it, let him have an afterlife? I will pull out his soul, light a soul lamp, and let him be wiped out in this life."

The so-called soul lamp is similar to the principle of lighting a sky lantern, except that what is burned by lighting a sky lantern is just a stinky skin, and the soul lamp is to draw out a person's soul, use his hair as a wick, and rub the soul into it.

Then use his corpse oil to make lamp oil, which will last for a long time after being lit, and the soul will be tortured day and night until the lamp runs out of oil and ashes fly away, which is a harmful sorcery.

"No, wouldn't this be cheap for him? We should let him suffer all kinds of torture. After breaking up his soul, break his soul and four souls, and let the master who went to Yincao to find him to complain about his grievances. Let Xue Gui, an old man, know about it. It can't do anything to him, but it can make him die and have no follow-up.

When everyone heard this, they thought that this idea was also good. If one soul and four souls were cut off, even if they were reincarnated in the future, they would be doomed to be crippled and mentally retarded at birth.

The most important thing is, compared with other tortures, Xue Gui can kill two birds with one stone, which is wonderful.

This was originally a Miao people's god sacrifice ceremony, but before the ceremony started, the protagonist became someone else inexplicably.

This couldn't help but the several leaders of Shengmiao who were sitting in the distance began to mutter. They obviously didn't know who this person named Xu Tong was.

Just listening to their teasing accents, it's not hard to tell that some of them are still in their youth.

"So many people want to kill him, but he dares to come, I think he must be a hero." Under the veil, only the woman's voice was heard as clear as a bell, and when she spoke, there was a hint of sweet fragrance in the surrounding air.

After saying this, another woman on the side smiled and said: "I heard from them that this man is not very old, if he is really a hero, he might as well help him."

"Hmph, are you trying to help someone? I'm too embarrassed to tell you!"

The more the Miao girls talked, the more aggressive they became, and they couldn't help but look forward to seeing if the young man dared to speak boldly and really dared to come up the mountain.

At this moment, a Miao girl came out quietly, stood beside the leaders of these Miao people and said coldly: "The high priest sent a message that she will come to preside over the ceremony in person later, saying that this time there will be old people." People from the main family participate in the sacrifice, so we need to be careful."

Hearing that it was the high priest who sent the message, the Miao leaders who were chatting enthusiastically just now became serious and solemn, and nodded their heads to express their understanding.

But the Miao girl hadn't finished speaking, but what she said next was in a Miao language that is rarely spoken anymore. Except for the few leaders who could understand it, even the few who followed them The Miao girl can only hear with a half-knowledge.

"coming!!"

I don't know who roared at this time, and the whole valley fell silent for an instant...

Everyone stared in the direction of the entrance and waited quietly.

As time passed minute by minute, everyone frowned slightly, and could hear the sound of heavy footsteps and panting.

I saw four people with heads swollen like pigs walking slowly from the other side of the cliff carrying a big red coffin.

Few people could recognize them, these four were the other four of the Xiangxi Five Ghosts, but it didn't matter if they recognized them, because at this moment everyone's attention was focused on the coffin, that young man.

　I just finished typing, and I saw Brother Qiu say Merry Christmas. Before I could reply, I directly hit my face with a silver league. Thank you, Brother Qiu, starting from the third shift tomorrow!lasts until the end of the month.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)