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Chapter 561 The thing was broken, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake was eaten too

Because the sky has been very gloomy today.

So when it was about to fall, it was already dark around the village, and the air became cold and cold.

Halfway up Beishan Mountain.

The villagers who were frantically looking for Wang Tiezhu saw the sky, and the anger and passion that had been surging quickly faded away. Their rationality also followed the night, and fear habitually grew in their hearts.

Maliciousness has been bred for decades, and fear engraved in instinct has also accumulated!

"What should I do, I still haven't found the iron pillar..."

"Did you find it in the village?"

"I've searched all over! I can't find it!"

"Damn it! Our ancestral hall was burned, did Wang Tiezhu set it on fire?!"

"Didn't the village chief say that Wang Tiezhu ran this way?"

"The scholar surnamed Zhu has gone, and I can't find it anywhere!"

"what to do……"

"it's getting dark!"

"Don't look for it and go back! Look for it tomorrow morning! I don't believe they can keep hiding!"

When going up the mountain, there were hundreds of people.

But when it comes downhill.

The number of people who were discovered suddenly decreased by more than half!

Logically speaking, when it was getting dark, even those who ran a little further away would hurry back, because they all knew what would happen on the night in the middle of July.

At this moment, looking at the remaining dozen or so people, the villagers didn't know what was going on, so they could only comfort themselves in their hearts that those people had already left the mountain.

After all, when the ancestral hall is flooded, there are always people rushing back to put out the fire, so how can they continue to follow the search.

Someone has actually left like this before.

After everyone left.

All that was left was a mess in the yard and marks of smashing in the house.

At this time, the villagers who fell behind suddenly remembered that they saw an animal skin hanging on the wall of Wang Tiezhu's house.

There were too many people just now, so he didn't dare to think about it, for fear that others would snatch it from him.

It is estimated that many people have the same thoughts.

So just now everyone didn't take it.

but now……

He glanced at the sky, turned around and hurried to the halfway up the mountain, thinking of running over to get his things and rushing back.

It was dark.

The yard was quiet.

After the villager ran into the main house, he found the animal skin hanging beside the kang bed, and hurried forward to take it off.

And when he was about to leave with the animal skin in his arms.

Suddenly heard something.

"Grrrrrrrrrrr..."

As if chewing something.

The movement of the villagers leaving was frozen, and a great curiosity emerged in his heart, which made him subconsciously lift his foot to the place where the sound came from, and then probe to check.

I saw it in the kitchen of the side room.

A human-like non-human, with four limbs and a head and body, but the body is twisted and blood-colored, with extremely long and sharp claws on both hands, squatting there like some kind of wild monkey-like creature, constantly chewing human limbs in its mouth.

"what!"

The villager was frightened after taking a look. He dropped the animal skin in his hand in horror, and fell to the ground.

And just when he got up in a hurry and was about to run away, the monster suddenly turned to look at him!

The eyeball is huge, protruding from the entire eye socket, the white eyeball has no pupils, and there are only red bloodshots intertwined on it.

The next moment, the villagers looked dull.

He took a step, but instead of running away, he walked towards the monster stiffly, and sent his head towards the monster's open bloody mouth.

……

……

into the night.

The dark clouds tonight are very thick, and there is no bright moonlight shining.

wow-

A black kitten came out of the ditch at the bottom of Nanshan Mountain. It shook its hair, then walked towards the village.

It's just like the night before.

Probing his head, he looked curiously at the passing houses.

The doors and windows of every house were closed.

Then, it stopped in front of a house, squatted and flicked its tail, staring straight at the door of the house.

In the dark and quiet alley, four small white paper figures suddenly appeared in the void. The paper figures carried the paper sedan chair and walked forward, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

But this time it took a while.

There were no screams from the house.

The black cat was not impatient either.

After waiting for a long time, it stretched out its paws to lick it, and slowly swung its tail.

The paper figurines and paper sedan chairs that were coming this way also disappeared, but in an instant, they appeared on another street.

On this street, there is a ruin.

……

During the day, the villagers frantically put out fires in the ancestral hall. After all, the village ancestral hall is surrounded by courtyards. Even if the most important hall can't be kept, at least other places must be kept!
Seeing that they were about to succeed, Xu Shuo threw a few more bombs in.

As a result, this magnificent ancestral hall completely collapsed.

The burning of the ancestral hall drove several villagers crazy on the spot, crying and laughing everywhere shouting that Osmanthus fragrans village was over, and then they were collectively forked out by other villagers.

It was getting dark, and even if the villagers felt sad and angry, they dared not continue to investigate the cause of the flood in the ancestral hall.

They could only hurry home and close the doors and windows tightly, and they went back without getting anything.

The villagers of Osmanthus Village are very busy today.

At noon, I joined in the fun at Lao Li's house. In the afternoon, I was busy catching Wang Tiezhu, then I was busy looking for Nv Wenqing, then I was busy putting out the fire in the ancestral hall that had been burned for no reason, and finally I was busy rushing home shivering.

They ran back and forth up and down the mountain, but in the end they got nothing, and many people died for no reason.

Those who accidentally broke into the cemetery while searching in Beishan, those who entered the kitchen and ate sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and those who saw the villagers transform into abyssal monsters...

One counts as one is dead.

Only Xu Shuo watched the liveliness around the clock.

He sat on the courtyard wall next to the ruins of the ancestral hall, looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and seemed to be waiting for the moon to come out.

at this time.

Paper sedan chairs appeared at the end of the street.

Then, the red wedding dress appeared silently in the void. The skirt fluttered gently in the cool and cold night wind, and the glaring red dress seemed to be soaked in plasma.

Xu Shuo turned to look at the bride.

The bride stood beside him dignifiedly, then gently stretched out her hand towards him, the blood-colored nail polish against her pale skin.

Xu Shuo shook his head: "No."

The bride looked at him silently.

Xu Shuo continued: "I made sweet-scented osmanthus cakes during the day and put them in the house to cool, but in the afternoon, the villagers wanted to arrest me, so they rushed into my yard and smashed everything. Besides, your sweet-scented osmanthus The cake was also eaten by them."

Just smash the house.

Even the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is not missed!
The villagers in Osmanthus Village are simply insane!
The bride withdrew her hand, and a calm voice came out: "And then?"

Xu Shuo pointed to the ruins on the opposite side, and said, "They smashed my house, and in exchange for courtesy, I blew up their ancestral hall. Do you think I did it right?"

The bride looked at the ruins: "..."

This question, should I praise you for being awesome?
The bride looked up, stood on the courtyard wall and looked at the whole Osmanthus fragrans village, staring at the neatly arranged houses under the darkness.

"Tonight, they were so active," she said.

Few of the villagers in Guihua Village could sleep last night.

But tonight, no one can sleep.

The bride turned her head slightly, and the ghostly and ethereal singing sounded, and white osmanthus flowers floated in the sky, like paper flowers thrown at a funeral.

The whole sweet-scented osmanthus village is under her shadow.

She listened to the terrified heartbeats of those people, absorbed the resentment, and under the red hijab, the corners of her bright red lips curled up slightly.

……

　In the last chapter, I was afraid of being banned.

　　I hope it won't be blocked, I have been very, very reserved.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)