Small town adventure

Chapter 201 Ghost Revenge
Thinking of this, Zhang Mazi felt much more at ease, glared at the frightened subordinates around him, cursed: "A bunch of trash!", and walked slowly to the foundation where the person was buried just now, back and forth After walking back and forth a few times, nothing unusual was found, and the "dong dong" knocking sound suddenly disappeared, and the whole world returned to silence.

Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, Zhang Dazi walked back slowly, and said sharply to the people around him: "I will order people to start work tomorrow. My house will be built for me in two months. One day later, be careful of your dog's life." !"

A subordinate beside him responded, and Zhang Dazi strode away without looking back.

Seeing that Zhang Mazi and his wolf-like men had gone far away, the village chief let the people in the village disperse tremblingly. Everyone looked as if they had suffered a serious illness, their faces were pale, and each of them He still hasn't come out of the horrible nightmare situation just now.There were sighs in the crowd, some whispered, and some were speechless...

When the crowd dispersed, the village chief Ma Dashan suddenly gave up his knees and knelt down in front of the foundation where Ma Laoliu's family was buried, crying with tears and snot, "Brother Ma Laoliu, It’s all about being an older brother, so I’ll kowtow to you to make amends…” As he spoke, he kowtowed a few times, and then said, “As the saying goes, there’s an injustice and a debt, and it’s that bastard who killed your whole family. Zhang Dazi, I have nothing to do with my brother. If you turn into a ghost to take revenge, you can go to him. It has nothing to do with me. After all, we are all from the Ma family, and I am still your cousin Well, don't blame me on my brother, brother, I will burn some paper money for your family on every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year..."

"Ugh……"

As the village head Ma Dashan was talking, he suddenly heard a sigh, which was full of resentment and endless desolation, and it just entered his ears coldly.

"Who...who is talking..." The village chief Ma Dashan raised his head and looked around in horror, not seeing a single person, not even a bird.

The cold sweat broke out almost instantly on his body, his brain buzzed like an electric shock, and his hair stood on end one by one.

"Alas..." Another sigh, more bleak and resentful than the first time I heard it, even mixed with a trace of resentment.

The village head, Ma Dashan, finally found the source of the voice, which clearly came from the foundation where Ma Laoliu's family was buried...

(End of this chapter)