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Chapter 69 The Two of Us Are Awesome

"Finally killed all these ghosts meow, we two are so good meow!"

Miao Buhua looked at the shattered earthen pots, seeming very happy. It looked at the broken bones at its feet, fiddled with them for a while, and then turned its head to look at Lu Yao.

"Great meow, this task is completed meow, we can leave meow."

Lu Yao glanced at the evolution game, the task was indeed completed, but how to leave?Exit from the previous anomalous point?
Just as he was about to ask, a white beam of light suddenly fell from their heads. Before Lu Yao could react, he was enveloped by the beam of light.

"Don't resist meow, this is the transmission channel meow, our mission is completed meow, we can leave meow."

Hearing this, Lu Yao steadied his figure and remained motionless. When the beam of light disappeared, his figure disappeared from the courtyard without a trace.

"Master. Wake up, Master, wake up, Master, it's almost dark."

The Zhishan host suddenly opened his eyes, and saw an old man in front of him, staring at him.

"Village chief, spare me!"

The Zhishan host hurriedly opened his mouth to beg for mercy, his memory was still stuck in the scene where the old village chief summoned the wind.

At that time, the old village chief waved his hand, and a gust of wind hit him. He felt drowsy as soon as his head sank. Before he lost consciousness, he finally understood that the old village chief was the culprit who made the villagers disappear. Now there are fewer villagers , to draw attention to them outsiders.

"I'm not the village chief."

"There are still many people asleep, what's going on with you?"

Master Zhishan gathered himself together, only to realize that it was not the old village chief who woke him up, but the villagers at the foot of the mountain, whom he met once when he went up the mountain.

"Where's the old village chief?"

Asked a little nervously, the Zhishan host turned his head, only to find that the scary old village chief had disappeared, and there was no one else in the whole yard except him and Taoist Qingshui.

"We still want to ask you, how did the village chief die?"

When several farmers saw that Zhishan was waking up, they hurriedly surrounded him.

They were farming at the foot of the mountain, and suddenly found that the village head's house opposite was covered by black clouds, and then disappeared, thinking that something important had happened, so they came together.

As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the invited mage monk lying unconscious in the yard, and the corpse of the old village chief was not far away.

After seeing the death of the old village chief, a few brave villagers stepped forward to collect the village chief's body, and then woke up the Zhishan host and asked what happened in the yard.

"As soon as we came, we saw all of you lying in the yard."

"The village head is over there, ah, we put away the corpses, what a crime, the village head opened his throat, and he didn't swallow his last breath before he died."

"That's right, my rhubarb yelled for a long time beside the village chief's corpse, and he didn't even dare to lean over it."

"Is the village head killed by that evil thing?"

A group of villagers chattered and began to make up stories about what happened in the yard.

"Did you not protect the village chief well? The village chief asked you to catch ghosts, but the village chief disappeared."

An old man leaning on a cane rushed forward angrily, about to throw the cane on the head of the Supreme Good Facilitator, but was soon pulled away by other villagers.

The Zhishan host hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and then said loudly: "It wasn't me, I didn't kill the village chief, it was that angry Shura, that great Shura."

The presiding officer Zhishan is not stupid, and soon understood who killed the village chief.

The angry Shura did not trouble them after he appeared, but the old village chief died in the end, all this has already explained the problem.

Thinking of this, he sighed and sat down on the ground again.

"Amitabha, I understand."

"This person's heart is unpredictable, and spiritual things appear. The old village chief's harm made people angry, and he sent Shura to eliminate demons. I almost missed it."

The Zhishan host sighed, and hurriedly told the ins and outs of what happened before.

"Is it really the village chief's fault?"

"Wrathful Shura? What is Fury Shura?"

Several villagers were a little dazed after hearing the story that happened before.

They had never heard of such a number one.

"That's really Shura big and small. Little Shura is actually a black cat, and he has been wandering around Niujia Village, looking for the old village chief's ironclad evidence."

"The big Shura, that's different. Its body is a big worm, and it has been guarding behind the little Shura. If the little Shura is not in danger, it will not show up."

The villagers were skeptical.When the black cat appeared in the village, they believed that some villagers had indeed seen it before, but they just thought it was unlucky, so they drove it away.

But the big Shura, the big worm, no big worm appeared in this poor country.

"Are you lying to us? Now that the village chief is dead, there is no proof of death."

Some farmers didn't believe it, so they wanted to give Zhishan a hoe, but they were stopped soon.

"Ergou, don't mess around, what the master said is true."

An old farmer stopped Er Gou's impulse, and he suddenly remembered the strange thing he encountered today.

"Today I was plowing the fields at the foot of the mountain. Rhubarb suddenly ran up to me, hugged my leg and trembled. No matter how hard I tried to drive it away, I couldn't drive it away. Did it smell the big Shura?"

This rhubarb has always been the tyrant in the village, and he is not afraid of wild boars in the mountains, but today, for some reason, he has been obediently hiding behind him.

Before peeing on his trouser legs, he even punched him a few times. Thinking about it this way, maybe Rhubarb had already discovered the existence of Da Shura.

"Amitabha, that's it."

"You have raised a good dog, treat it well."

Hearing this, the Zhishan host nodded.

This dog is spiritual, so he naturally knows the existence of the Great Shura.

"I just said, when Da Huang, who is not afraid of the sky and the ground, will be so frightened, it turns out that he encountered a big bug."

The old farmer chuckled, dispelling his doubts.

"Will the big bug still be here? We people are no match for the big bug."

"Don't panic, since your rhubarb dared to enter this yard, it means that the big Shura has left."

"Look at all of us, we just passed out, and the big Shura didn't hurt us at all."

"This is the Wrathful Asura descended from the sky. It came here to eliminate harm for the people."

At this moment, a few "barks" sounded, and not long after, a big yellow dog was seen rushing out of the backyard wagging its tail.

Everyone turned around and looked, shocked.

The rhubarb had a human bone in its mouth, and the black skull stared at them, looking very strange.

"A lot of bones. There are a lot of bones in the vegetable field in the village chief's backyard."

There was another horrified sound from the backyard, and a group of farmers followed the sound and entered the backyard. They saw human skulls and bones everywhere beside the crock pots in the backyard. They dug into the ground again, and more bones were dug out. There are clothes on some of the bones, look carefully, isn't it the clothes worn by the missing villagers?

"Amitabha."

The abbot Zhishan followed behind the farmer, looked at the excavated bones, and chanted the Buddha's name again.

"Have a good burial, the poor monk is willing to bear the cost of the burial."

"And me, the old bald donkey, don't want to bear the karma alone. Pindao is willing to fund the construction of an ancestral temple for the villagers. When the time comes, I will personally guard the ancestral temple and pray for the dead villagers for a year."

On the side, Taoist Qingshui got out from the crowd. He glanced at the abbot Zhishan with a strange expression on his face, then looked at the panicked villagers, and called out his Taoist name, showing a look of pity.

But this time, his expression was extremely sincere.

"Hey, big and small Shura!"

(End of this chapter)