In their eyes, their lives were not lives, they could be bought with silver and would be returned to them in the future.

But it was also strange. For example, the old lady with a broken leg was not disturbed at all. She didn't even hear the noise outside and slept soundly.

The other women, noticing that the group of men had rushed out of the house like crazy and left them behind, did not feel any relief.

Later they found that the ghost would not harm them, and would give them keys, scissors and the like. If they couldn't find the key, they would untie the ropes for them to free themselves.

The village chief naturally ran out as well, and even his crutches were shaking as he watched this scene.

These were the pillars of their village! Now they were nothing but dirty bodies lying on the ground.

"Didn't we ask the immortals to subdue these demons and monsters? Didn't we ask them to save people from suffering? Why is it still like this? Where are they? Now that such a big thing has happened, where are they going? "

Ah Jin supported him and signaled him to hurry up and talk outside.

What's the point of caring about immortals now? If they really want to help, why would they let the ghosts out?

놋그 saw the village chief 깊, crying for help.

“Village Chief! Help! Help! Help! Help…”

He hadn't even finished his words when he was pinned to the ground by an invisible pair of hands and punched in the face hundreds of times by an invisible force.

"You still don't want to die! What on earth are those immortals doing?!"

"Run, run out of the mountain, run out and you will live!"

There were still a lot of people shouting randomly around, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

The village chief recognized the person asking for help. This was Wang Er, who lived at the end of the village and had beaten his wife to death not long ago.

Two days ago, he came to my house late at night to give me some gifts and asked me if I still had no supply and if I could find a chance to get another truckload so that he could choose carefully.

The village chief saw him stretching his hand toward him for help, but he did not dare to step forward to help Wang Er.

After all, Wang Er's face began to deform strangely, as if he was being beaten by something. His eyes fell out of his sockets, and his bones were sticking out, looking horrible and disgusting.

The village chief's face turned pale, and he inexplicably thought of Wang Er's wife who was beaten to death by Wang Er.

He had asked Wang Er about it that day, but Wang Er just said it was a temporary thing and let it go.

Until Wang Er had no breath left, until his face was smashed and melted into the ground, and his eyes were shattered beyond recognition, the invisible hands did not continue.

Wang Er's leg was still raised high, stretching out to ask for help.

The village chief couldn't help but feel a chill, and driven by fear of death, he walked quickly forward, following the group of men holding torches, trying to walk out along the mountain road.

In the chaos, the torches on the rugged mountain road accidentally hit the dead branches, and in an instant the flames shot up into the sky.

After the fire broke out, everyone panicked and did not know where to go, but behind the fire, they saw the dead.

They just stood there staring at them silently, then smiled and muttered curses.

"I've found you. You can't run away. You can't run away. Not a single one of you can run away!"

"You are flesh-eating demons! You are scarier than ghosts! Kill you! Kill you!"

"What a disaster! What a disaster!"

Shugui is not afraid of fire and can even control fire.

She controlled the flames, changing her shape into various shapes, and slowly walked towards them.

When the village chief saw this scene, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

A Jin tried to help him up several times, but failed.

"Get up! Get up! Go!"

He, who is usually taciturn, actually spoke and asked his grandfather to get up quickly.

But the village chief is just a predator.

"They are coming... They are coming to claim my life. They have done too much evil and cannot pay for it. They cannot pay for it! They are coming to claim my life!"

He yelled, and Ajin looked at him in confusion and helplessness.

The village chief suddenly pushed him aside, stood up, and walked towards the sea of ​​fire step by step.

"If you can't pay it back... after you die, you will definitely be in the eighteenth level of hell in the underworld..."

There was no light in his eyes, and his gaze was fixed as he let the flames engulf his skirt and devour him.

Ah Jin couldn't go forward to stop him, so he could only grit his teeth, turn around and run away.

He wants to live! He is still so young, he doesn't want to die!

He ran wildly in the woods, ignoring the screams behind him and the burning smell produced by the flames.

Go faster! Go faster. You will eventually be able to get out. You will definitely find the way out when you get to the front.

The fire burned all night, but the innocent women in the village were safe and sound.

They staggered out of the house, looking at the long-lost sun and the noisy environment around them.

They were smiling. After being here for so long, they were finally smiling.

This time, I didn't have to laugh to please others or to avoid getting beaten. It was a laugh that came from within.

"I want to go home! I want to go home!"

"Dad and Mom must still be looking for you. You need to go home!"

“…”

Ah Jin, he ran and ran, ran until dawn, and ran until he was alone.

When he reached the edge of the woods, he discovered that quite a few creatures were moving towards him.

He looked at the group of people and raised his head to say hello.

But he never expected that he would be held down and pressed to the ground the next second.

"Looking at the marks on his body, he must have escaped from that village. Let's go and catch him! No one can escape!"

Ah Jin was puzzled, and looking at his gaze, the group of people finally revealed Guan Lingliang.

"Kidnap and traffick. Your village is so brave! All the participants will be crucified."

As they were talking, Ah Jin's face turned pale and he was taken back again.

Naturally, we met other villagers who had escaped together along the way, but they were treated the same way.

In the village, the women came out, and after the officers and soldiers arrived, they cried about their experiences, identified the murderer, and thought about finding their way home.

Yesterday, the woman who said she wanted to take her grandmother out for a visit finally completed the task on time.

She looked toward the distant hillside, and suddenly, as if she sensed something, she slowly knelt down.

"Thank you, sir."

As soon as she spoke, many women behind her knelt down and kowtowed respectfully.

On the distant mountain peak, Bai Yunshu had a smile on his lips. Qi Ningzhu looked at this scene, and the heaviness in his heart finally disappeared.

On the other side, Yan Weiwan held his head high, like a peacock seeking praise.

"Master! Look, those are all brought here by my mother! None of them can escape! After my mother's revenge, her resentment has dissipated and her strength has weakened. She will naturally take care of those she has not taken care of. My mother said that she will investigate this matter thoroughly!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Nan Lezhi, who nodded in agreement.

“Not bad.”