dead child, ghost carrying coffin

On the other side, in the small courtyard:

Since the return of the tree god, the entire small mountain village has become much calmer and warmer.

Even though the wind and snow are still there, you can always see the buds of a few plants in the corner.

This phenomenon becomes more obvious the closer you get to the courtyard.

Touches of greenery add a lot of vitality to the ice-covered Northland.

Especially after the villagers moved back collectively, the originally dead mountain village came to life again.

Before the first ray of sunshine falls on the earth, smoke is already curling up from every house.

The village was filled with sounds of beating and scolding children and calling them to get up and go to school.

It can be said that chickens and dogs hear each other, harmonious and natural.

Unfortunately, a series of phone rings, like air raid sirens, broke the peace.

Chen Fu, who was cleaning the courtyard, answered the phone: "Hello, who are you? Looking for Mr. Hua Jiu? Xiaojiu is not at home and has gone out to do errands."

"Is it okay to ask Mr. Chen Daji?"

"Who is Mr. Chen Daji... Oh oh oh, you are talking about my little brat. He is not at home either. He went out to talk nonsense!"

After a short and awkward silence, the other person said "Excuse me" and hung up the phone.

Chen Fu wondered who the caller was and flipped through the caller ID.

"010, the area code of Beijing...could it be the matter of Xiao Jiu and Xiao Xingduzi going to school?"

"Oh, was I rude just now? Do you want to call back and ask..."

Just when Chen Fu was worrying about gains and losses, Mrs. Wang Zhang walked in with the support of little white python.

"The meal is ready, nephew, please go out to eat."

"And when I go to the factory today, I'll buy some more vegetables and stuff on the way back."

"It's Xiaojiu's birthday in a few days, let's have a lot of fun."

Chen Fu respected Wang Zhang very much, and after hearing this, he nodded quickly to express that he understood.

At the same time, I thought to myself:

Time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, Xiao Jiu is already eighteen... Wait a minute, does that mean that the little kid hasn't gone to school properly in two years?

If we heard it correctly, high school seems to be a total of three years... This is not nonsense!

The little naughty kid is stupid to begin with. If he doesn't study hard... I'm afraid he won't be able to graduate even if he goes to university...

Just when Chen Fu was worrying about gains and losses, a blood-stained paper crane whined and landed in the yard. After a few struggles, it stopped moving.

It really turned into a paper crane.

"Oh, I'm going, where is the evildoer?!"

Chen Fu was so timid that he jumped behind the pine tree with a frightened voice, his big face full of nervousness.

The Han Wangsi who was in the courtyard saw this and stepped forward steadily to pick up the paper crane, but it turned out to be a letter stained with blood.

It clearly says "Mr. Hua Jiunan personally endorses this."

"Xue He passed the letter to Xiao Jiu..."

The big Han Wangsi frowned slightly as he said: You must know that in this era of law-ending, everyone who can use paper cranes to pass messages is a master.

At least he must reach the level of Purple Taoist Wu Yongming.

In the Biography of Paper Cranes, the blood crane means that the matter is urgent, and it can be said that it is on the verge of death.

After hesitatingly looking at each other, the big man came to the pine tree holding the letter in both hands.

"The matter is urgent, please let the tree god make the decision."

The breeze blew by, and Song Lao's voice sounded in the breeze.

"You are already a member of this courtyard, just take care of it for Xiaojiu."

Both Wang Zhang and Da Han were very moved by this recognition.

After bowing slightly, the big man carefully opened the letter, and his brows furrowed more and more as he read it.

"problem occurs!"

"Kunlun Mountain, the Gate to Foreign Lands!!"

The Gate of Foreign Land is what the ancient powers called the "Gate of Hell", because a large part of the many outsiders came to this world through this "Gate".

The other end of the door is connected to "Fire Attribute Yinghuo"......

Of course, these are secrets that only the ancient powers knew, and modern people know nothing about them.

Also clueless are the "diplomatic groups" who are frantically escaping for their lives.

Seeing the witch getting closer and closer, Chen jumped up and down anxiously.

"Fuck, shit, the big-bellied woman is catching up with me again, what can I do?"

"Ba Ye Ba Ye, we probably don't have reinforcements. If it doesn't work, let's just fight her!!"

Chang Baye couldn't stand his good friend's angry look: "If you fight hard, you know how to fight! You can't fight to death, right?"

"No matter who dies, Mr. Xiao must not be sad?!"

"Oh Mom, if you die here, you might not be able to get out! It's so far away from our home. It's not easy for the little gentleman to come to see us. If I cause more trouble to him..."

While he was talking, black mist suddenly filled the front of the big insect, and thousands of evil ghosts were vaguely visible in the black mist.

Moreover, this group of evil ghosts is obviously organized, not as disorganized as other evil ghosts.

"There are pursuers behind and interceptions in front. What should we do?"

Just when the big insect was panicking, the evil ghost who blocked them had already whizzed past the diplomatic group and rushed straight towards the witch behind them.

The more Chen looked at these evil ghosts, the more familiar they became, and it took him a moment to understand.

"Fuck, shit, aren't they Uncle Zhang's 'little brothers'? They wear shitty yellow clothes!"

"We saw Xiao Yu and his friends when they were fighting in their hometown (Liangzhu Underground Palace of the Dead)!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a gloomy voice.

"Why don't you come here quickly! These Yellow Turban Army brothers won't last long!!"

Following the sound, Zhang Liang saw a ferocious-looking Zhang Liang shaking the "Soul Gathering Flag" desperately, directing the yellow scarf evil spirits to continuously attack the witch and block her steps.

"Liang, Brother Liang? You were originally here! We came down to find you!!"

"You know we are on the same team? You can't fight with us anymore, can you?!"

Zhang Liang couldn't stand Huo Huan's nonsense, so he stretched out his arms and pulled him behind him.

As for the big worm...he couldn't pull it at all.

"We in the Taiping Sect have our own secret method of connection. Big brother has already informed me to settle the differences with you!"

"Stop talking nonsense and quickly escape with this leader!!"

"These brothers...I'm afraid these brothers won't last long!!"

As soon as Zhang Liang finished speaking, all the yellow scarf soldiers who were crawling all over the witch like ants were bounced away.

Before it even hit the ground, the witch opened her mouth and sucked it into her mouth.

After chewing a few times, I swallowed it all.

After absorbing many yellow scarf evil spirits, the witch's fierce flames became more powerful.

While roaring, he stretched out his rotten hand and smashed it hard towards Zhang Liang and the diplomatic team.

In critical moments, Zhang Liang was very loyal:

Resolutely, he enlarged his body, trying to resist the falling hand and buy the diplomatic team time to escape.

"Stop standing still, run quickly!!"

"If there is a chance...If there is a chance, please tell me that Zhang Liang is sorry for him and all the brothers of the Taiping Religion!!"