how to kill a dragon

Chapter 45 The Goddess Arrives
Sorrow and joy have long covered fairy music.

Wang Xiaotai and Changsheng stood there watching them slowly go away.

"How about we go?"

Changsheng thought for a while, "The situation in Dacheng Village is a bit wrong, resentment is growing, this place is very dangerous, let Jin Nanjing take a look."

Previously, Changsheng thought that Dacheng Village was just haunted by ghosts, and they brought enough equipment to deal with ordinary ghosts and gods.

But now it seems that Dacheng Village has become a ghost village.

The scorching sun was in the sky and the ghostly shadows were everywhere. It could be seen that this was no longer an ordinary little ghost, maybe he had reached a higher level of monsters.

After all, they are only two mortals.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Since the situation has changed, it is better to leave as soon as possible.

"Didn't you say there is a giant spirit cannon?"

Wang Xiaotai squinted her eyes, looking at the small mountain village that seemed to be normal under the sun.

"Why wait for others to deal with it? Let's go in and have a look. If it really has become a ghost village and these people have turned into ghosts, wouldn't the Giant Spirit Cannon just come in handy?"

"Sister Changsheng is right. All fear of the unknown comes from lack of preparation. Fortunately, you brought the giant spirit cannon, otherwise we would have come here for nothing."

Wang Xiaotai shook Changsheng's arm, smiled and stretched out her light white fingers, and pointed at Dacheng Village not far away, "Maybe let me see the power of the Giant Spirit Cannon."

With a 'bang', the whole village was blown up to the sky, it should be a very spectacular scene, right?
A few more shots could even blow up the mountain in the back, Wang Xiaotai was excited by the fantasy in her head.

He touched the carriage parked beside it, and touched the place where the Giant Spirit Cannon was installed.

Changsheng thought about it, and felt that Wang Xiaotai was really a kind-hearted child. In order to satisfy her compassionate wish, Changsheng agreed to this idea.

"Among the ghosts, hell is wide open. You are dressed in white and descended from the sky to save the world. Recording this picture and spreading it will attract many believers."

"Hopefully there are still people alive in here."

Changsheng took Wang Xiaotai's hand, and under the bright sunlight, they walked into this strange Dacheng Village together.

From the outside, everything looks normal, and Dacheng Village, where there are even pedestrians walking, seems to be just a mirage, just an illusion.

As soon as he entered Dacheng Village, the illusion of void seen outside shattered, revealing Dacheng Village covered in blood and bones.

Wang Xiaotai and Changsheng watched everything in front of them silently holding hands.

As soon as Changsheng came in, he patted seven or eight exorcising talismans on them, and Wang Xiaotai also tightly grasped the red scale dagger he had just taken out.

When in danger, she trusts the red scale dagger that she carries more than the gorgeous and elegant Shuanghua sword.

The roof tiles were broken, the blood was mottled, and there were several corpses scattered on the side of the road that had not been buried by the gravel.

Wang Xiaotai could vaguely see a corpse still holding a hatchet tightly in his hand. He was holding it so tightly, but it was useless, because his entire arm was torn off and thrown aside.

It can be seen that this place has experienced a struggle of great disparity in strength.

Wang Xiaotai even felt for a moment that she had returned to Jinghe three years ago.

"This is definitely not something a ghost can do."

Changsheng held his breath, not daring to pant heavily.

She always felt that there was a strange smell in the air, which was the smell of blood that Ningxiang Wan couldn't dispel, "What is it that is making trouble here? It has caused such a big murder."

"This is the tooth pattern of a beast."

Wang Xiaotai went to a corpse and squatted down, inspecting it carefully, Changsheng saw that she even turned over the horribly bloody and mutilated corpse.

Changsheng subconsciously wanted to tell her to stay away, but when he thought that compared to himself, perhaps Wang Xiaotai was already used to these scenes.

She always forgot that Wang Xiaotai walked out of the purgatory of the Jinghe River in eight hundred miles, and she had seen a hell bigger than this before.

"They say that Dacheng Village is haunted by ghosts. Why are there still monsters?"

Enduring the nausea, Changsheng held his nose and moved closer to Wang Xiaotai.

"The corpses are still fresh. That monster should still be here."

Wang Xiaotai stood up holding her skirt, looked around, and walked straight forward after looking around, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Changsheng asked.

"Ancestral hall."

People in this kind of remote mountain village usually live in the same family, and the more such a place pays more attention to the inheritance of the clan, just like Wang Xiaotai's family.

There must be an ancestral hall in the whole village, which is the place where the whole clan gathers to worship.

That is the center of the whole village.

Only there is enough open space to accommodate one or more beasts.

How could the most important ancestral hall be spared if the entire village was slaughtered?

"Can I go now?"

Changsheng pulled Wang Xiaotai back, "Xiaotai, I feel cold all over now, and I feel very bad. To be safe, let's leave now, there is no need to break it in such a place."

"Sister Changsheng, you go out first."

Wang Xiaotai rejected Changsheng gently but firmly, "I don't want to go."

"This place is so similar to Jinghe and Anding, I can't leave."

Now that the Jinghe tragedy was brought up, when Qiantang was raging, she thought she would be very angry.

But in fact there is no difference between three years and a lifetime.

Time has passed for too long, and the resentment and resentment in the past are like burnt coals, without the burning temperature, only a lukewarm paleness, which will turn into scattered dead ashes at the touch of a touch, and cannot be rekindled.

"Someone can come out of the Jinghe River for eight hundred miles. Maybe there is someone waiting for me in Dacheng Village?"

When Jin Nanjing took her out of the Jinghe River back then, Feng Shui took turns, is it his turn to do this now?
Wang Xiaotai has already decided to at least take a look at the ghosts or beasts that are making trouble here, and then immediately tear the talisman of the giant spirit cannon, and razed this bloody and sinful place to the ground.

What Jin Nanjing can do, she can also do.

Changsheng couldn't persuade her, so he had to follow her forward.

The child has a youthful spirit, as an elder sister, I just need to protect her well.

After passing through most of the village, the broken houses suddenly opened up, and what they saw was a courtyard with four entrances, the left and right complement each other, and the bright hall is spacious.

There is a large square in front of the gate, with a stage, a wall, a patio, a hall for enjoying, a hall for worship, and a dormitory.

There is a pair of couplets on the left and right sides of the courtyard. On the left is written: Enlightenment first, and on the right is written: Filial piety and friends are unparalleled. There is a plaque hanging on the main hall, which reads: Zhou's Ancestral Hall.

This is a rather exquisite ancestral hall with white walls and black tiles.

The hall of enjoyment is the main hall, and it is also the place to host various sacrifices, the hall of worship is the place where the memorial tablets of ancestors are enshrined, and the hall of worship is the place to salute.

In many places, the ancestral hall of one's own family cannot tolerate outsiders entering the ancestral hall. Sometimes even one's own family members have to ask the patriarch for instructions to enter the ancestral hall.

The whole village was covered with blood, only this place was completely clean, the walls were white, the roof tiles were black, and even the big square in front was clean.

Now the gate of the ancestral hall is closed, and they haven't entered yet while standing outside. There is no doubt that this ancestral hall is the center of the whole village.

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