Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

The sun rises slowly on the village road.

Zhang Fubao wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Xiao Yunjing who was standing beside him, "We have been walking for so long, why haven't we left Zhangjia Village yet?"

Just then, An Yi, who was walking in front to lead the way, came back in a panic.

"Master, something is wrong." An Yi knelt down in front of Xiao Yunjing, "This road is clearly the road leading to the county government avenue. According to the distance, we should have reached the county town. But it's very strange today. We are still on this dirt road after walking for so long."

"Does the rice field in front look familiar? It's the one closest to the village entrance." Xiao Yunjing pointed at a rice field in the distance and suddenly became serious. "That rice field is the first one you see when you enter Zhangjia Village, and we are about to leave the village now..."

Xiao Yunjing looked back and found that it was also an endless dirt road, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

That rice field was the one they saw after entering the village, and when they were about to leave the village, they should have seen the rice field upside down, but this rice field was right in front of them, which meant that they had walked around and returned to the starting point.

"No, how is this possible?" Hearing Xiao Yunjing's words, Zhang Fubao became nervous and looked towards the rice field. It was indeed the rice field where he entered the village in his memory. He felt something was wrong.

In addition to the long walk, her body was exhausted. She had never been so tired before. However, in order to leave here quickly, she walked for more than half an hour without even saying that she was tired. But now she told them that she didn't even leave the village. How could she accept this?

Only a ghost could do such a strange thing. Thinking of this, Zhang Fubao began to tremble all over.

"Yun Jing, you are the seventh prince, there must be a way, right? You can definitely get out, you can definitely do it, right..."

Zhang Fubao was panicked and kept shaking Xiao Yunjing, as if the problem could be solved as long as he took action.

Xiao Yunjing's eyes flashed with impatience, but this matter was indeed very serious. If it was not resolved, his life would be lost here: "At this point, we can only move on."

He picked up a stone and wrote the word "Zhang" on the ground.

Half a year ago, he was being chased and was rescued by Zhang Fubao. When he woke up, he found that his wounds had almost healed.

He was very clear about his injuries, which even a miracle doctor could not do, so he pretended not to wake up yet, and found out that Zhang Fubao had a kind of spiritual spring water that could not only heal wounds, but also prolong life, and she could also disappear out of thin air.

He was greatly surprised and wanted to seize or utilize her ability. This ability could never be mastered by a village girl. Even if he couldn't seize it, he had to control it in his hands.

So he settled down in Zhangjia Village and took good care of her.

Fortunately, she was too stupid, so he seduced her a little and she told him about her past and the Lingquan space.

How can there be such stupid people in the world?

It’s a pity that the spiritual spring space cannot be taken away, but fortunately, as long as she is controlled, the spiritual spring space will be equivalent to her own.

And he only needs to pay the price of the position of the Crown Prince's Consort. This deal is worth it.

But now, thinking about what he did the day before yesterday, Xiao Yunjing gritted his teeth and thought it was simply damn wrong.

The day before yesterday, Zhang Fubao came to him and said that Zhang Qiuniang was going to escape. From what she said, she didn't want Zhang Qiuniang to have an easy life, so he agreed without saying a word.

When it comes to dealing with women, it's natural to be innocent, and he knows that well.

Zhang Fubao framed Zhang Qiuniang's innocence and used Zhao Dagang to achieve his goal. Naturally, he was satisfied with the final result.

As for Zhang Qiuniang, the woman who was framed by him, her life was worthless, so she was dead.

But what no one expected was that Zhang Qiu Niang would become a fierce ghost after her death.

It's just damn right.

Now he also blames Zhang Fubao. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have framed Zhang Qiuniang, and Zhang Qiuniang wouldn't have died, and wouldn't have encountered such a strange thing.

At this point, the most important thing is to escape from here, and other things can be put aside for now.

Besides, blaming Zhang Fubao would be useless, and she was still useful.

So he continued walking along the road.

Along the way, we met some villagers who were also shocked, and after the shock came endless panic.

There is no way out of Zhangjia Village anymore.

An hour later, Xiao Yunjing and his party arrived here again. The word "Zhang" written in a flamboyant style on the ground was extremely eye-catching.

"It's over, it's over. We are really finished. We can't get out. I don't want to die!"

When Zhang Fubao saw the word "Zhang" pacing back and forth in despair, tears began to fall.

"Try going the other way."

Xiao Yunjing was also completely panicked, but he still wanted to try again.

Another hour passed.

They came back here after going around in circles.

"Yun Jing, is there any other way? It's already noon. If we wait until nightfall, Zhang Qiuniang's ghost will come again and we will be completely finished."

"Did you survive by hiding in the space yesterday?" Xiao Yunjing looked at Zhang Fubao with burning eyes, as if asking, but also confirming.

Zhang Fubao nodded.

"Okay, store a lot of food in your space. If there is anything unusual at night, we will hide in the space. Maybe after a few days, this place will return to normal."

Xiao Yunjing thought about it and decided that this method was the safest.

This is also the reason why he can tolerate Zhang Fubao even though he is very angry with her.

…………

It was dusk, about the same time that Zhang Qiuniang was thrown into the pig cage.

At this time, Zhang Fubao had already stored enough food in the space.

In the outside world, those villagers who could not leave were like ants on a hot pan, with nowhere else to go.

Night is about to fall, and the villagers have gathered together to keep each other warm.

It seems that as long as there are more people, the fear can be shared.

By the Yong'an River, Xie Lang watched the river flowing eastward.

The river is so deep that you can't see the bottom. Yet, on the surface of the river, you can feel the cool breeze emanating from the bottom of the river.

There are countless women's bodies buried in the Yong'an River, and countless baby girls drowned in it.

Zhang Qiuniang is not the first, but she will be the last.

This evil world needs to be punished.

Since the living cannot uphold justice, the ghosts will cleanse the world.

Xie Lang was not someone who liked to uphold justice, but she was now Zhang Qiuniang, and things like drowning a baby girl and immersing her in a pig cage made her feel particularly unhappy.

If she is unhappy, then the person who makes her unhappy will suffer.

The next moment, everyone in Zhangjiazhuang, except the babies, including Xiao Yunjing and his group, appeared on the bank of Yong'an River.

Suddenly appearing here, everyone started to panic.

The dim setting sun shone obliquely on them, making the whole atmosphere weird and bleak.

"What's going on? I'm not going to die!"

"This is Yong'an River. Why are we here? Isn't the sun still setting?"

"..."

"Yunjing, what should we do? It's so weird here, and the wind is so cold." Zhang Fubao held Xiao Yunjing's hand tightly, as if she only felt safe with Xiao Yunjing by her side.

"Let's wait and see the situation. If anything goes wrong, pull me to the space immediately." Xiao Yunjing looked around and thought that the only one who could teleport all the villagers here at once was that ghost.

"Okay." Zhang Fubao had great trust in Xiao Yunjing's words.

And at this moment, a voice as if coming from hell rang in everyone's ears.

"Welcome to the Yong'an River, your burial place."

As soon as he finished speaking, the houses and rice fields behind them all disappeared, and only the Yong'an River ran through the vast world.

The crowd had been crowded together on the shore, but now the space was open.