Rebirth kicked the scumbag to farming

Chapter 249 Breaking the Formation (2)
The singing stopped abruptly, and the seriously injured villagers fell to the ground.Im covering their ears with cotton cloths and they dodged a bullet.

"Mi Jiang, why did you do this? We all grew up together." Mianbu asked in a heavy tone, "Your parents died early, and the villagers raised you with rice and vegetables."

"Why?" Mi Jiang straightened up, her face was confused and she didn't seem to be fake, and then she changed another expression, hatred, hatred, "You killed my grandparents, I want revenge."

"Are you a descendant of the Wa people?" Mian Bu looked in disbelief. Mi Jiang's mother was an orphan who was raised by the villagers. "It's a joke, the Wa people killed so many of us, so what's the matter?"

Mi Jiang couldn't answer, her face flushed and she sat on the ground in embarrassment.The cool wind blew away the smell of blood in the air, and also brought a strange breath.

But they didn't notice, they watched Mi Jiang silently, guarding against her next move.

Mi Jiang smiled, "I will atone for my sins, and today is the time for atonement for your sins."

What's the meaning?Mianbu looked at Xie Ningfeng, this strange sentence caused a lot of trouble for the two of them.

Looking up again, Mi Jiang's body slowly fell down, the fox opened her eyes, the pupils dilated, and she was dead.

Moving the wounded to secluded places, Cotton went to the pine woods with some ambulatory young men on crutches.

Xiaomao and Fox stayed behind to protect these old and weak women.

At this time, Mianbao trembled, his face was green, and he grabbed his neck with both hands, as if he couldn't breathe.

"Cotton bales." Sangga screamed, throwing himself on his son, "What's wrong with you, don't scare mom!"

"Has epilepsy gone mad?" Xiao Mao said, "His illness is very similar to epilepsy!"

Sangga suddenly trembled, gave Xiaomao a gentle look, and blamed, "Say nonsense, epilepsy will cause you to foam at the mouth. I think the child has grown up and has cramp."

After she finished speaking, the trembling of the cotton bag stopped, and Sangga reached out to help her, but the cotton bag avoided her hand.

"Cotton bales..." Sangga was injured, and she looked at her wary son sadly with tears in her eyes.

"I am Zhaguang, you are a child of the Sang family?" The face of the person who called himself Zhaguang calmed down, and his eyes swept over the person who was examining him, "Who are you?"

"Being possessed again." Zhuo Kun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This time it's the spirit boy who set up the formation a hundred years ago."

Sangga's heart was relieved, but he asked anxiously, "Would it be bad for the cotton bag if you possess so frequently?"

"No." Zha Guang waved his hand, "At most, he will be weak for a while, and he can make up for it by eating more broth."

"Senior, why are you possessing yourself at this time? Is there something important?" Gentle a pair of apricot eyes stared at Zhaguang, "There will be a catastrophe in the survivor village?"

"What a smart girl." Zha Guang happily stroked his beard, but suddenly remembered that this was not his body, and his smile froze. "I came here this time because the Wa people broke the gossip formation outside the village."

"Impossible." Zhuo Kun reacted very fiercely, and stood up to refute Zha Guang's nonsense, "The eight trigrams array gathers the wisdom of the ancients, and it is also the wisdom of the ancestors who spent half their lives. It is impossible for the Japanese to break the array."

"No matter how awesome the formation is, there are flaws." Zha Guang rolled his eyes, seeing Ruan Rou and the others convinced him, he added, "The warlocks in Japan also have a few tricks."

Zhuo Kun sat down abruptly, lost in thoughts.The faces of the others were solemn, and Sangga ran out to tell Mianbu the bad news, but Zhaguang stopped her.

"We also have very important matters." The sudden serious expression on the child's face made people laugh for no reason, but no one laughed out loud. "They broke the gossip formation, we also went to break the formation, the spiritual pulse appeared, and the mist was born, killing them all in one fell swoop."

They nodded, apparently the method Zhaguang said was a once-and-for-all solution, and they were willing to follow Zhaguang.

At that time, the women who sneaked into the village could get the detailed topography of the village, because there were internal support in the village, and this accident was also caused by them. After going round and round, everything is superimposed with what it was a hundred years ago, like a difficult horoscope, but There will be a day when it will be broken.

The water pool is the center of the formation, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, the village chief's house, Zhuo Feng's house, the well, the central open space, the gate of the village, and the burned bamboo house, all connected together, the twisted Big Dipper.

"We old fellows participated in the study of the formation in the state of soul, and we finally discovered it." Zha Guang laughed proudly, but after the laughter, his face was lonely.He pointed to the well and said, "Mix the blood from the most yin to the yang, break its qi, and then use the cold blade to split the seal."

Seeing that they were puzzled, he continued, "The soul boy is the body of the most yin, Zhiyang is the young man with strong martial arts, and the person who holds the knife is the patriarch. Only in the hands of the patriarch can the cold blade exert its greatest power."

"Me?" Zhuo Kun's tone was full of sudden surprise and unsure, "I'm still young and haven't practiced martial arts, can I do it?"

"Okay." Zha Guang said affirmatively, "You are the patriarch to whom destiny belongs, and no one can do it except you."

Since Zhaguang said so, they split up and Sangga supported Wenrou, looking at the "cotton bag" with a complicated expression.

Gentlely patted her arm, she understands the soreness in her heart, the child is the mother's heart, and the heart is bleeding, and a mother naturally feels the same.

After a while, Xie Ningfeng hurried over, while Fox and Xiaomao went to help Mianbu.

The blood separated into two streams, and the winding blood lines flowed to high places in a way that did not conform to the law of gravity of the earth, and finally converged.A traditional Chinese character "Feng" appeared and fluttered in the wind.

"Quick, this is the time." Zhaguang's roar shocked everyone.

Zhuo Kun closed his eyes, and the cold blade changed dramatically, turning into a three-foot-long knife shadow.Swinging the knife accurately, streams of cold air gushed out, forming small dragons with heads raised and tails swung, opening their mouths, roaring and rushing towards the seal.

The golden shattered light is flying and falling, like brilliant fireworks, which makes people obsessed.

Zhuo Kun opened his eyes, bursting into ecstasy, he is the destined patriarch, and he finally compared Zhuo Lun.

At this time, everything was quiet outside, and the sound of killing was very clear, and there was not much time left for them.

Unlocking the five seals, Gentle could feel the aura in the air slowly getting thicker, which gave them the dawn of victory.

At the gate of the village, many holes were poked in the two wooden doors.Inside the door, the villagers tried their best to block the door, and outside the door, gunshots continued, mixed with squeaky Japanese dialect.

Some people put away their pistols and used the hole to climb up. Someone laughed and satirized the villagers' stupidity, so the villagers became furious and opened the door to fight the Japanese.

(End of this chapter)