Chapter 228: Could it be that he is being too chaste?
Just as Jiang Qianqian was filled with doubts, wondering which limb to amputate because there was a cut on her head, a big hand twisted it hard and lifted the head high up.
The headless corpse of the female ghost was stunned for a moment, and then pounced on Jiang Chen like a madman, trying to tear off some pieces of flesh from him.
But unfortunately.
Jiang Chen's body was as solid as iron and stone at this moment, with hot blood gushing out and burning continuously. Amidst the shrill screams, the female ghost turned into ashes.
Only the head was left, which was thrown into a big sack.
Do all this.
Jiang Chen looked forward.
Yang Yuetong and the black man were immediately silent: "Hello... Boss..."
They didn't mistake Jiang Chen for a ghost.
After all, they had seen such things in the team before, especially the cow corpse blocking the road. Yang Dantong was particularly impressed when he made that logically rigorous reasoning with a loud speaker.
At that time, I just thought he was a mentally abnormal guy.
Only now did he realize that he had underestimated the other party's perverted attitude.
"Wipe your saliva, I'll ask you a few questions."
Jiang Chen spoke. In the state of Tyrant Demon Body, his voice was like the rumbling of thunder, with a kind of majesty. The men subconsciously did not dare to resist.
Yang Yuetong quickly wiped the corner of her mouth, squeezed her legs together, and stood up to write: "Please ask!"
"Don't be nervous. I just want to ask, besides this woman, have you seen any other ghosts on the mountain? For example, a weird-looking child, or maybe twins..."
"Ah..." Yang Yuetong was stunned for a long time.
"Probably not. We are all haunted by this female ghost. It is a very special kind of grave-guarding ghost. Every time it is killed, it will quickly crawl out from the grave."
"Oh, boss, let's quickly destroy its grave, so that it will..."
She didn't notice that Jiang Chen's eyes became brighter and brighter after hearing her words.
She wanted to say something later when a figure came running over with long legs and covered her mouth tightly.
"Auntie, don't be impulsive!!"
Yang Chan broke out in a cold sweat and explained in a low voice: "That's all I have to say. If I continue, it will be difficult to end."
"What do you mean..." Yang Dantong was stunned.
At this time, she saw that the man in front of her came to the female ghost's grave, bent over and kept looking at it, and carefully lay down to listen to the movements inside, as if he had obtained some treasure.
"There are actually such magical ghosts."
"Good! That's great!"
Seeing this, Yang Dantong was stunned: "This..."
"Aunt, you should be mentally prepared. Don't be too scared when you see me next. Jiang Chen is generally very positive, but he hates evil a little too much." Yang Chan reminded gently.
"What's the meaning?"
Yang Dantong and the strange man in black were both confused.
Since he hated evil so much, why didn't he dig out the female ghost's corpse and kill it completely?
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Soon, the other strange people in charge of the east side of the village also rushed over.
There were seven or eight people, one of them was weak, one arm was missing, and there was a bloody hole in his chest. He stuffed it with clothes to stop the bleeding temporarily. He was a disciple of Wu Zong.
Even though he was seriously injured, he didn't let anyone help him.
From this we can see that the willpower of Wuzong's disciples is extremely strong, far beyond the reach of ordinary extraordinary people.
Chen Xue and the others looked surprised.
I can't help but think of a question.
Previously, Lu Peng, a disciple of Wu Zong, had suffered a mental breakdown under the hands of Jiang Chen. What kind of psychological pressure did he endure?
"What's going on? How did the people from the west of the village get here? This is not a place for you to stay!" A tall disciple of Wuzong, who was as strong as a bull, shouted.
Zhao Yuhu quickly stepped forward to explain, "The situation in the west of the village has been resolved. We are here to provide support."
"You're messing around!" The tall disciple, Zheng Yuan, turned around and shouted, "Junior Brother Zhao, get them down the mountain. We're going to be in trouble this time. Send them away as soon as possible before they get dragged into this!"
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