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Chapter 30 Locust Tree Spirit, Sixth Grandpa

"Quack, quack!" One half of them smiled coldly, and then approached the village chief step by step with his body supported by two arms.

Although the village head was frightened by the other party, as the head of a village, he couldn't back down at this time.

Because he is representing the folks now, if he backs down, the folks will definitely have a nervous breakdown, and even bigger things will happen by then.

So the village head pretended to be calm and roared: "Stop for me, go one step further, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

But that half of the people seemed to be unable to hear, and they still swaggered forward.

The village head was finally annoyed, he roared, and rushed forward: "I'll fuck you, you're shameless."

He raised the hoe and threw it down on half of the person. If he hit the head this time, it would definitely kill the person!
But that half of the people did not rush, looking at the falling hoe, still sneered unceasingly.

It wasn't until the hoe was about to hit his head that half of the man finally grabbed the ground with both hands, and then flew towards the village chief like a rocket!The speed was too fast, and the village head was knocked down to the ground by the opponent without any defense.

The village chief immediately let go of the hoe, and slammed his fist hard on half of the people.

But with such a punch, it hit half of the man's mouth, and the half of the man directly opened his mouth and bit down, immediately biting off the village chief's two fingers, and blood spurted out.

"Help, help..." The village chief finally realized how powerless he was, so he shouted loudly.

But now it was too late, half of the human mouth fell down again, biting the village chief's neck artery, the artery was directly bitten off, and the blood flew up to a height of more than two meters.

The villagers were also frightened. Judging from the speed and strength of the half of the people, as well as the degree of abnormality, they judged that it was impossible for them to beat the opponent.

So without saying a word, everyone turned around and ran for their lives.

The group of half people quickly chased them up. Their speed was so fast that they were like frogs. Every time they jumped, they could fly a distance of two or three meters, so it didn't take much effort for the group of half people to kill the villagers. They were surrounded.

Seeing these guys constantly licking their tongues, all the villagers know that the situation is not optimistic. If this is the case, why not just fight with each other?The villagers all raised their weapons, ready to fight each other desperately.

But at this moment, a burst of icy laughter suddenly came from behind half of the people.

What is strange is that after hearing the voice, those half of the people all trembled for a while, and then looked back in unison.

Behind the crowd was an old man in a long gown. The old man was skinny, pale, with two dark circles under his eyes. He covered his mouth and coughed after taking a step, as if he was a sick ghost who had smoked opium for decades.

"Bastard... Cough, dare to make troubles in my dojo, I will die." The eyes of the sick old man were bloodshot and widened because of coughing, as if he would die at any moment.

Those half of the people seemed to be a little scared. You looked at me and I looked at yours, but they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Toast if you don't eat fine wine, then go to hell!" The sick old man didn't talk nonsense to the crowd, and took a wooden pole made of a big locust tree in his hand, and rushed directly into the half of the team, the locust tree in his hand Tree poles waved here and there.

To the amazement of the villagers, the pole looked thin and light, but for some reason, it actually contained a surging force, and with a slight wave, it could directly lift half of a person into the air , which looks easy.

In just a few minutes, the old man cleared a passage for half of the team, and shouted at the villagers: "What are you still doing in a daze, run for your life!"

Only then did the villagers come to their senses, and they rushed out in a swarm, leaving only the old man holding a pole to stop the group of bloody people.

After returning to the village, some sharp-eyed people discovered that the big pagoda tree in my grandma's house was dead at this moment.Originally, this big locust tree has almost become the symbol of our village. As long as you pass through this village, you will definitely see the lush branches and leaves of the big locust tree, which protects against snow in winter and provides shade in summer.

But when I left the village, the big tree was still normal. Why did it take so long for the whole tree to die?

The ground was full of leaves, and this scene made many people feel chills all over.

Just as everyone was peeping at each other, the sick old man stumbled and appeared at the entrance of the village.

At this moment, the sick old man was covered in blood and his hair was messed up, just like a chicken coop. After seeing the villagers, he asked anxiously, "Wu Daqiang is there? I am your sixth grandpa."

Hearing what the sick old man said, Da Shan said: "Da Qiang went out with his grandma and hasn't come back yet."

The sick old man was thoughtful, and asked with a disappointed expression: "Little brother, did you have a good time with our Daqiang?"

Dashan said, "I grew up wearing a pair of underpants."

"Well, you just stay in the village and let Daqiang come to me when he comes back! Tell him that I am his sixth grandfather." The sick old man said.

The sick old man wanted to leave Dashan behind, so Dashan's parents were naturally unhappy, and begged bitterly that they should be left behind. The village is not peaceful now, and Dashan has only one child, so he has no defense at all.

The sick old man smiled, and said to reassure everyone, those monsters have already been subdued by him, and they will not appear near the village again for at least a month.If you haven't returned to the village after a month, let Dashan go straight west, and then you will meet the villagers.

The old man's attitude was decisive, and finally Dashan stayed, and then watched the villagers go west.

I never expected that he would wait for me on the second day when he stayed in the village.

And after I listened to it, I had a lot of doubts in my heart. For example, the group of half-persons that Dashan said obviously wanted to snatch away the crippled monster that I cut from Yin Yang. Who are they?Why did they appear next to me and the folks? What does their appearance have to do with me?
And that Roadmaster Ma, the big locust tree is dead, where did Roadmaster Ma go?Will he be killed too?
Is he still in the coffin under the big pagoda tree?Thinking of this, I couldn't wait to go home and dig out Daoist Ma.

But can the three masters and apprentices who follow me really be trusted?I think they must not be ordinary people, otherwise half of the people would not be scared away by the sound of their bells.

I couldn't make up my mind, so I told Dashan about those three people.

Dashan thought for a while, and said, "I think there should be no problem. If those three people wanted to harm you, they would have killed you a long time ago. Why should we wait until now?"

I didn't think much about it, and hurried back with Dashan.Sister Ye and the others were waiting in the yard, and when they found that I came back with a person, they all walked up excitedly: "Boy, do you understand what happened?"

I nodded, and then told them the ins and outs of the matter in detail. After listening to them, their faces were quite ugly.

Qiaoer has been hiding behind me, looking at Dashan inexplicably.

I saw Qiaoer's expression seemed a little scared, so I asked in a low voice: "Qiaoer, what's the matter?"

Qiaoer glanced at me cautiously, and then said, "This big brother...why doesn't he have legs?"

I froze for a moment, then glanced at Dashan, no problem, my legs are still there.

So I said, "Qiao'er, is it because you are delusional? Why don't you have any legs? Isn't that still there?"

"But...but why is there no soul on the legs?" Qiaoer asked suspiciously.

"Huh?" I looked at Dashan again inexplicably, but was horrified to find that Dashan was looking at me with a sneer at the moment, his eyes were terrifying and strange, and then two lines of blood and tears flowed slowly down the corner of Dashan's eyes down.

"No, get out of the way." Bo Zhai yelled, and rushed towards Qiao'er and me at the same time.The moment we fell to the ground, I clearly heard a bang, and then Dashan's body exploded like a bomb, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

I was so scared, I didn't understand why the mountain exploded?Thinking of my little friend's tragic death, two lines of tears couldn't help but flow down: "What's going on? Why did the mountain explode? Dashan? Dashan?"

I looked at the mountains everywhere, heartbroken.

But Zhai Bo grabbed me and said, "Son, don't cry, this is not Dashan, it's a half-human disguise technique, Dashan should be fine."

Hearing Uncle Zhai say this, I was quite relieved: "But where did they go? Also, is the sixth child really a locust tree spirit?"

Zhai Bo said, "It's hard to answer this question. Forget it, let's not talk about it. You just said that there is a Ma Daoist who is still buried in the ground, right?"

I nodded again and again: "Yes, I saw Daoist Ma buried in the ground with my own eyes."

Zhai Bo sighed: "Hey, it's rare to see such a high-minded person who repays the kindness of a drop of water with a spring. Come, dig him out!"

Saying that, Zhai Bo and the others hurriedly began to dig.

(End of this chapter)