Practice begins with the awakening of the possessed old devil

"At this juncture, we'd better be careful and take precautions, and we can't be careless, otherwise we will really be doomed."

"Your brother's warning is right, big brother, I must be cautious!" The black-hearted ghost Lu Kui restrained himself in an instant, and nodded sincerely.

"I'm afraid that the brothers below don't know you, brother, so I'll ask a few of my close friends to accompany you to Nijiazhuang, so that the brothers below can get to know you better in front of you."

"It's the best, then I'll go!"

Ni Qi finally bid farewell to the black-hearted ghost Lu Kui, and with the ghost mastiff by his side, as well as several cronies beside the black-hearted ghost Lu Kui, he couldn't wait to get out of the cottage. from Nijiazhuang.

At the same time, Lin Jue, the blue-faced prodigal son, was also actively preparing to go down the mountain, and only waited until it was dark to find his way into the county town to find Princess Roxana and Yugu.

And through their introduction, they found Chu Buyi, the general of the government soldiers, and persuaded Chu Buyi to support the bandits.

It has been more than half a year since I left Nijiazhuang, and now that I finally have to return to Nijiazhuang, Ni Qi is both excited and timid.

He still doesn't know what's going on in Nijiazhuang, and he almost doesn't dare to face it.

It was really necessary to come to Wollongong in Nanyang Mountain. Seeing the real scene in front of him, Ni Qi's eyes turned red for a moment, and he tried his best to hold back the sad urge to burst into tears.

At this moment, he was mad with hatred in his heart, and the hatred for the six-eared macaque king, the great sage of ventilation, could not be washed away by all the water in the world.

I saw that the entire Nijiazhuang was really razed to the ground, and there was no more prosperous population in the past, and everything was completely destroyed.

At the same time, the entire destroyed Zhuangzi was still shrouded in a great evil spirit, and these evil spirits seemed to be piled up in mid-air, always gathering and not dispersing.

On the ground below, among the piles of broken bricks and rubble, sparsely scattered low thatched huts have been erected again.

Occasionally, I saw one or two ragged Ni family members who looked like beggars, with disheveled faces, sallow and emaciated faces, and were dying to go in and out of those low huts.

What was even more irritating was that some of the bandits from Heifengzhai roamed around the low thatched huts, bullying the Ni family members who had suffered enough without any reason.

"Damn it, Huzi, kill those hateful bandits," Ni Qi gritted his teeth in hatred, rushed to the Ghost Mastiff who was following him, and pointed at those hateful bandits.

The ghost mastiff was named Huzi, and the silver-backed vajra ape was also named Ni Jingang.

The ghost mastiff has grown up a lot, the main thing is to serve him with delicious food and drink every day, it can't do without wanting to grow crazy.

"Wang————" the ghost mastiff ordered, and rushed towards the scattered bandits patrolling among the low thatched huts in Nijiazhuang like lightning.

"Ah," someone screamed in horror immediately.

Before a bandit could see the appearance of the ghost mastiff clearly, it jumped up and opened its mouth to grab the neck, bit off its throat, fell into a pool of blood and twitched a few times, and then disappeared.

Ni Qi came up after him, and together with Yu Feijian and Ghost Mastiff, they killed a few bandits in an instant.

"You guys disperse and get out of the range of Nijiazhuang first, and I will convince them the Ni family," Ni Qi turned around and ordered to follow him, watching those bandits next to Lu Kui, the former black-hearted ghost, who looked a little dazed after he killed the same bandits cronies.

Seeing that they all obeyed and turned away, Ni Qi went back to those scattered low thatched huts.

These are all the original Nijiazhuang clansmen, everyone recognized each other, seeing that Ni Qi came back to the village, he was full of energy, well dressed, expected to do well, they were all very happy.

"Aunt Osmanthus, sorry to see you, I finally found our Nijiazhuang again," Ni Qi greeted Aunt Osmanthus, a middle-aged woman in Nijiazhuang first.

"After the sudden natural disaster that day, how many people in our Nijiazhuang survived? Are there any missing persons who searched first and returned home like me?"

"Ni Qi," Aunt Osmanthus cried out in surprise when she saw Ni Qi come back to the village.

"It's good that you come back now."

Afterwards, she seemed to let go of the floodgate, and confided to Ni Qi with some choked sobs.

"As you have seen, our Nijiazhuang was destroyed, and we were harassed by bandits from Heifengzhai, who took away all our surviving valuables, food, livestock...all of them."

"We don't even leave us a little bit of daily rations, and we can't survive," he said.

"Ni Qi, don't listen to this bitch, let's go to your uncle first."

"Reunite with your uncle, brother Tie Zhu, your fourth aunt, and sister Xiao Hui."

"They will be delighted to see you back."

Next to him was an old man who was nearly half a century old, with disheveled hair, unkempt beard, unkempt face, ragged clothes and worse clothes than a beggar. He picked up Ni Qi with his dirty hands and left.

Soon, Ni Qi was brought by this uncle to the low thatched hut in the center of the original site of Nijiazhuang. When he walked in, he saw the dilapidated scene inside.

The ground is full of bumps and holes, and the simple beds built with a few random planks are dirty and dirty. There is nothing in them, and there is no one worth anything. It is simply horrible.

"Brother Ni Qi," Ni Xiaohui, who was only eight or nine years old, although her face was sallow from hunger and only skin and bones remained, she still retained the full spirituality in her delicate eyes.

She was extremely sharp-eyed, and when she saw Ni Qi, she blurted out and screamed.

"Xiaohui," Ni Qi ran forward, and hugged Ni Xiaohui, who was already skinny and filthy, her eyes turned red instantly.

He was so angry that he greeted all the eighteen generations of bandit ancestors in the entire Heifengzhai.

Nijiazhuang was originally very prosperous, and everyone lived a very good life, and it was never possible for such a thing to suffer from hunger.

What happened now was the natural disaster brought down by the six-eared macaque king at first, followed by bandits in Heifengzhai who robbed and bullied him, which made things worse and he was struggling, almost unable to survive.

"Xiaohui, Uncle, Fourth Aunt and Brother Tie Zhu, where are they?" Ni Qihong asked with her eyes choked with sobs.

"I heard from Aunt Osmanthus and Uncle Fu that there are only a few of us left in this big family."

"Brother Ni Qi, they all went up the mountain to dig tree roots and pick wild vegetables," Ni Xiaohui cried weakly from hunger.

"The bandits took away our valuables, food, chickens, pigs, dogs, sheep...everything."

"We have to go hungry every day. We have no choice but to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetable roots every day."

"The hateful bandits took advantage of the fire to rob, and when they fell into trouble, I will definitely make them pay with blood," Ni Qi gritted his fine teeth and swore fiercely.

He had no choice but to lower his head to comfort Ni Xiaohui and said: "My brother is back now, Xiaohui, my brother will never let you starve and suffer so much."