What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

Song Xianzhi didn't sleep, and after a while, he felt refreshed all over his body.

The howling and knocking on the door outside finally calmed down in the cloud-covered evening.

After they left, the millipedes did not chase after them.At this time, the villagers had rushed to the big locust tree one after another, and in half an hour, there would be a change.

Song Xianzhi opened the door and stretched comfortably.

The setting sun outside the door is just right, covering the surrounding area in a piece of orange red, and the birds are reflecting the distant mountains. Everything is calm like an ordinary rural evening.

From today until now, no one has entered the village. I don't know if anyone will come later, but it is very likely that the Jing family will be the ones waiting to come.

Song Xianzhi came to the top of the building, Tang Tang and the others had already arrived, and the street downstairs was empty after the thick smoke cleared.

Seeing him coming up, Guan Er hurriedly followed him, standing next to him: "Song Song—"

Song Xianzhi was used to him calling himself twice from time to time, so he nodded and yawned at him, his eyes still fell on the downstairs, observing the surrounding movement.

Suddenly there was an extra claw on his arm, Song Xianzhi turned his head to see, Guan Er pricked up his ears vigilantly, and moved his body closer to him.

Following his line of sight, over there, Shen Duo was slowly walking upstairs, while Guan Er looked at him with resentment.

Shen Duo went upstairs, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the two, his face, which was originally quite normal, instantly darkened a few degrees.

Song Xianzhi smelled the familiar smell of gunpowder smoke, he twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, and said inwardly: It doesn't have to happen again and again...why do you two dislike each other?

Could this be the magnetic field between demons?

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Song Xianzhi took small steps, silently moving away from the two of them.

The people who went upstairs, besides Su Wang, were Song Zhizhi Tang Tang and the others. Xu Xiao was injured and couldn't get out of bed for the time being, so he stayed downstairs to rest with Yan Shu.

Ever since he came back, Song Lianzhi had never seen that disgusting Lord Zhang again, even now he hadn't been seen. In the small earthen building, only those businessmen under his command were left, bullying each other in the front hall. Look at the thin businessman who has not been here for a long time.

But with that guy Zhang Mu, how could his character be any better?

Although the bullied businessman looked thin, he was also among those who raped women this morning.

Song Yanzhi looked at it blankly for a moment, then turned his gaze away.

Now these people don't know the existence of Yan Shu, and if they know, they might do something.

It turns out that his concerns were not wrong.

In the earthen building under their feet, a figure was approaching Yan Shu's room stealthily...

Accompanied by a strange chirping of insects, the originally peaceful locust tree suddenly shook violently, its branches and leaves fluttering wildly in the air.

Song Xianzhi condensed his aura and eyes, and clearly saw the villagers rushing under the big locust tree.

Limbs twisted, faces festered, those villagers moved in strange postures, the purpose was very clear, it was their earthen building.

It was like watching a live version of a zombie movie. Song Xianzhi's heart skipped a beat, and his aura gathered.

"Why are they all coming at us?" Song Xianzhi rubbed his goosebumped arm, then turned his head and asked Su Wang, "Is it like this before?"

Su Wang has tidied himself up. Now his clothes are tidy and his face is clear. He looks like a wealthy businessman. Hearing this, he was surprised: "Have they come here?"

He has mortal eyes and has not yet seen the distant scene.

Song Xianzhi was also surprised, with a bad feeling in his heart: "Here they are, I'm sure they are coming for us."

Tang Tang's expression on the side was also very solemn: "I saw people from the Jing family."

"Where?"

"Under the locust tree, there are three."

Song Xianzhi immediately released his spiritual sense, but his cultivation base was not as good as Tang Tang's, and the range that his spiritual sense could detect was also very limited, and he couldn't detect around the locust tree.

"These three people are not weak, especially the one in the middle. I can't figure out his strength." Tang Tang said, withdrew his consciousness: "I'm afraid this earthen building is no longer safe."

In this situation, it was obvious that the members of the Jing family had discovered them and manipulated the puppets of the villagers, intending to trap them to death in this earthen building.

"Qingji's letter has been delivered, but the people from the Zongmen will not be able to arrive until tomorrow at the earliest. Tonight we can only adapt accordingly." After Tang Tang finished speaking, he took out a few more precious talisman papers and made formulas to add to the earth building. There are several layers of barriers.

At the end of the street, fine dust like white smoke rose from the dry road. Amidst the muffled sound of plopping, black crowds poured towards the tulou from the streets in all directions.

Most of these people are mutilated, with terrifying faces, burnt, knifed, all of them are horrible to look at, with low roars from their throats, like wild beasts, but they run extremely fast, and they have already reached the downstairs in the blink of an eye.

Bloody hands and bodies kept hitting the door of the tulou.

The large barrier formation outside the earth building was immediately activated, and the transparent wall buzzed, and some villagers were ejected. Those whose legs and feet were broken, and only a thin layer of skin remained, the severed limbs were far away. flew out.

However, at this time, they were no longer afraid of pain, and with their blood-red eyes open, they quickly got up again, limped, and rushed up again with great strength.

There was a thumping sound when the door was slammed, and there was a flickering flickering, gradually getting hotter, but it didn't move at all.

Song Xianzhi looked upstairs in a cold sweat. At the end of these villagers, he saw Yan Shu's father——Yan Zhong.

Different from other puppets, Yan Zhong not only keeps his appearance intact, but also acts extraordinarily calm.

He stood at the end with his head bowed motionless, his clothes neat and tidy, no different from when he went out in the morning, as if he was still a living person.

However, the more so, the more frightening it is.