Global Crisis: Doomsday is coming once a week

The old man coughed dryly, and the villagers who were listening to him happily immediately handed him a bowl of water.

After taking a sip of water, the old man continued:

"The village head and his wife had already lost a daughter, so how could they let their granddaughter repeat the same mistake?"

"So, the village head privately decided to marry his granddaughter to Hao Tao, the eldest son of the Hao family. The Hao family is a well-off family in the village, and they are a good match. Moreover, Hao Tao is honest and would not bully their granddaughter."

"In order to facilitate this marriage, the village head did not hesitate to use his power to drive Ajie out of the village, just to make his granddaughter give up."

"But..."

At this point, the old man glanced at the villagers around him and sighed: "Everyone knows what happened next. On the day of the wedding, Song Ruanruan hanged herself!"

"Even the village head's wife, because she couldn't bear this blow, soon died and left the world."

"The village head is left alone..."

At this point, the villagers around him also showed sympathy.

Everyone envied the village chief for living a wealthy life and having the power to run a village.

But who would have thought that the village chief would live such a miserable life?

Everyone was silent, even Wang Zichen showed a compassionate expression.

But only Muchenyi narrowed his eyes:

"Don't you think this is a bit too coincidental?"

What do you mean?

Everyone looked up and looked at him in confusion.

"Both the daughter and the granddaughter fell in love with a poor boy at the same time, and then eloped." Muchenyi murmured, "I never believe in the story of a princess falling in love with a knight. This is more like a trap!"

Princesses always marry princes, and no princess will marry a knight!

He closed his eyes, and the characters in this story emerged in his mind.

Then, he opened his eyes and looked at the old man: "Old sir, are you sure you didn't miss any important people in your story, especially women?"

"How could there be other women in the village chief's family?" The old man was a little dissatisfied when he heard this, but when he thought that the man in front of him was a title holder, his expression immediately eased a little, "The village chief only married one wife in his life. Even if the village chief's wife lost her fertility or even died, the village chief did not marry again or take a concubine."

Mu Chenyi fell into deep thought. He waved his hand casually, and all the maple leaves floating above his head began to fly back into the Qiankun bag in his pocket.

Seeing this scene, everyone called it a miracle!

It's worthy of being a powerful title holder!

"Who is the old woman with the lantern?" He murmured.

His biggest guess about the old woman with the lantern is the village chief's wife!

"Who of you knows where the village chief's wife's grave is?" He raised his head and looked at everyone.

The villagers looked at each other, and the old man who had just told the story couldn't help but ask cautiously:

"Mr. Title, what does your exorcism have to do with the village head's wife's grave?"

"That upper ghost has a lot to do with the unjustly killed Song Ruanruan, do you think there is any connection?"

Mu Chenyi looked at him coldly and asked back.

"What?"

The villagers couldn't help but exclaimed when they heard this.

"Hurry up and lead the way, I don't have time to waste here!" Mu Chenyi looked up at the sky pretentiously and deliberately urged, "I have to go back to Jiangmu Town tomorrow, and I have to deal with that upper ghost today."

Seeing the Lord of the Title showing off his power, a young man respectfully said: "Mr., the grave is in the back mountain, let me lead the way for you?"

"Okay!"

Mu Chenyi nodded arrogantly.

There is no turning back, now he can only bite the bullet and use the reputation of "the Lord of the Title" to bluff the villagers.

Once these villagers find out that he is a paper tiger, he will be finished!

The strong man shouted: "Master of the title, please follow me, I have to run faster, because we must return to the village before dark."

"Okay!"

Mu Chenyi patted Wang Zichen and whispered: "Transform and take me!"

This group of villagers ran too fast, he was afraid that he could not catch up...

Wang Zichen immediately transformed into the Iron-eating Beast King and carried him to catch up with the villagers who were running in front.

Many villagers around also wanted to watch the fun and caught up with them.

At the same time, some villagers went to the village chief's house and wanted to tell the village chief about this.

So, the villagers ran towards the cemetery in the back mountain.

After running for five or six minutes, the group finally arrived at the cemetery.

When they arrived at the cemetery, the leading strong man took Mu Chenyi to the innermost cemetery.

When they came here, they saw a tombstone with a word written on it.Line:

"Song Nanmu's wife, Lu."

"Wang Zichen, go and open this cemetery!"

Mu Chenyi got off the iron-eating beast king and patted Wang Zichen's panda head directly.

Wang Zichen: ? ? ?

"Don't worry, it's empty inside." Mu Chenyi comforted.

Hearing Mu Chenyi say this, Wang Zichen could only muster up his courage and step forward to open the entire cemetery with his bear paw!

At this time, the villagers behind them finally arrived.

Following them, the panting village chief Song Nanmu also arrived.

When Song Nanmu saw that Mu Chenyi was going to open the cemetery of his dead wife, he immediately roared in anger:

"What are you going to do?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zichen had already opened the coffin in the cemetery!

"Wow!"

All the villagers who saw the inside of the coffin exclaimed.

And Muchenyi also saw at the first time that the coffin in front of them was empty!

Empty coffin!

Seeing this, Muchenyi clapped his hands: "Old woman with a lantern, it's you!"

"How could it be?"

The village chief Song Nanmu also saw that his wife's coffin was empty. He walked forward in disbelief, staring at the empty coffin, and said in disbelief: "No, I put her in with my own hands, how could she disappear?"

The villagers around were also talking about it.

"Song Nanmu, I have a few questions for you!"

Muchenyi looked at the village chief and said calmly: "Do you remember how your parents died?"

Song Nanmu was stunned.

He looked up at Muchenyi, and when he noticed the shining title above Muchenyi's head, he immediately understood that this guy was the titled master who came to the village to exorcise ghosts that the villagers had just told him.

"My parents were killed by ghosts when I was very young!" he gritted his teeth.

"Second question!" Mu Chenyi stared at him with scrutiny, "Your wife's father should not be a ghost exorcist, but a ghost raiser, right?"

Boom!

Like a bolt from the blue, Song Nanmu looked up at him suddenly:

"How do you know?"