Ah Da's body, which had been chopped down to its head, stood upright like a rocket, crashing headfirst into Xuan Tian.
The axe flew away, Xuan Tian fainted, and Gouwa's mother also fell down.
When she came to her senses, the axe landed right next to her head, brushing against her hair.
It emitted a chilling light.
She screamed, her body trembled, and something surged out of her body.
Through the thick cotton trousers, the snow beneath me was stained a yellow.
She scrambled and crawled toward the direction where the villagers were.
She couldn't help but look back.
Ah Da tilted his head, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and forced a slightly stiff smile.
The next second, his smile froze, as if he had died.
Dog Boy's father rushed forward to help his wife, and didn't forget to kick the axe away a little further.
Seeing that Xuan Tian didn't move, several villagers immediately stepped forward and tied him up.
One of the bolder ones even went to check Ah Da's breathing.
Ah Da has been dead for hundreds of years. He's just a corpse, so how could he still be breathing?
"He...he's dead!"
Gouwa's mother cried uncontrollably, "He saved me. Even in this state, he still thought of saving me... I... Waaah..."
Kui Kui performed the entire play, and Kui Ziyu took over the rest.
He first took Old Lady Wang back to her old house and handed her over to Yan Shi'an for care.
He then took Ah Da's mutilated body and went to the wasteland behind the mountain.
Once out of sight of everyone, Kui Kui immediately used puppetry to repair A Da's body.
Using spiritual energy as a thread, the limbs were reconnected seamlessly.
Given the original regenerative ability of the Mao Jiang (a type of zombie), it naturally left no trace of injury.
Kui Kui's soul then entered the paper doll that Kui Ziyu had temporarily made for her.
Kui Kui stood on Kui Ziyu's shoulder, one leg supporting her, the other shorter, swaying in the cold wind.
Her two arms were of different thicknesses, one thick and one thin, and they were also different lengths.
But this does not diminish her lofty image in Ah Da's heart.
Ah Da slammed his head against Kui Kui's head three times, sending snowflakes flying.
"Thank you! Thank you, Miss Kui Kui!"
"You are free. This mountain is vast. If you wish, you can become the mountain god here."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light fell on Ah Da.
With a single word from Kui Kui, he was officially appointed.
Ah Da clearly felt that this body's thirst for blood had diminished.
He gazed at the vast expanse of white snow-capped mountains before him and roared with excitement.
From then on, the world had one more zombie mountain god.
He guarded this mountain, guarded Wangjia Village, and protected his benefactor when Kui Kui needed him most.
Of course, that's a story for another time.
After saying goodbye, Kui Kui and Kui Ziyu rushed back to their old house in Wangjia Village.
A large crowd had gathered in front of the old house, all wanting to visit Grandma Wang.
Old Mrs. Wang was clinging to her last breath with the help of a thousand-year-old ginseng, waiting for Kui Kui to return.
As for the villagers, she didn't want to see them.
Having lived to Wang Laotai's age, she has seen through everything, but that doesn't mean her heart won't feel cold.
Kui Kui lay in Old Lady Wang's palm, clinging to her hand and rubbing against it affectionately.
Grandma Wang gently stroked the paper figure's irregularly shaped head and said softly, "Kui Kui, you must take good care of yourself..."
She peacefully closed her eyes, feeling the last bit of strength in her life disappear.
The hand that had been stroking Kui Kui now drooped onto the bed.
Kui Kui trembled all over, his soul weeping.
But the paper doll has no tear glands, so she cannot express her sorrow.
The villagers outside the house heard Yan Shi'an crying, and feelings of guilt and sadness welled up in their hearts as well.
Looking at the people in the room, Old Lady Wang sighed and said, "How can I leave when you're all crying like this?"
Kui Kui was the first to see Old Lady Wang's spirit, and he pounced on it.
At that moment, she realized that the ability to see ghosts, which she had once despised, was actually quite good.
The mourning hall was quickly set up.
Yan Shi'an also helped Wang Laotai change her clothes.
Kui Ziyu and Yan Shi'an, dressed in mourning clothes, knelt in the mourning hall to keep vigil.
Even though it was late at night, villagers were still coming in to offer incense to Old Lady Wang.
Kui Kui saw golden light flashing on Old Lady Wang's body, starting as a faint dot and then turning into a thin layer.
The layer of golden light, about one centimeter thick, now covers Grandma Wang's body, making her look radiant.
Grandma Wang and Kui Kui sat on a bench in the courtyard.
She gently stroked Kui Kui's head and said, "This is the power of merit. These old neighbors still remember my kindness."
Seeing that Kui Kui didn't speak, she smiled and said, "What's wrong? Is my Kui Kui still angry with them? Didn't you punish them already?"
“Those villagers are ordinary people; not everyone has the ability to distinguish right from wrong.”
“But if even one person in this group still believes in me, I will protect them.”
"No, I'm angry at myself. I'm the one who hurt Grandma..."
Before Kui Kui could finish speaking, Old Lady Wang interrupted her, saying, "Silly girl, what are you saying! This is all the work of that evil Taoist Xuan Tian, how can you be blamed?"
"Grandma taught you to be kind, but she didn't teach you to take all the blame upon yourself!"
As she spoke, Old Lady Wang's gaze fell on Sixth Master Chang, who was not far away. She frowned and continued, "Don't listen to your Sixth Master's nonsense. This calamity has nothing to do with you."
"Sixth Master?" Kui Kui was slightly taken aback, then understood what was going on.
It turns out it really was because of myself.
Upon seeing this, Old Lady Wang immediately slapped herself in the mouth.
They were tricked by Kui Kui!
"KuiKui! Listen to what Grandma has to say!"
"Dong dong dong!" Three chimes echoed in Old Lady Wang's ears.
She frowned slightly and said, "How come the underworld officials arrived so quickly?"
But the surroundings fell silent instantly.
The snowstorm that had lasted for days had finally stopped.
Hu Meier narrowed her eyes slightly, and when she saw who it was, she quickly pulled Chang Huaiyuan into the side room and attached them to their respective memorial tablets.
"It's Lords Fan and Xie! Kui Kui, quickly make way!"
However, it was too late.
The yellow paper figure raised its head and saw two blurry figures, one black and one white, appear in front of Old Lady Wang.
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