Village Building Order Frenzy

Zhang Yang thinks that he is actually a very kind person, and very tolerant, only a little bit can be called the mother of Zhang.

Or Zhang Shenggong.

So he didn't want to make things difficult for anyone in Heiniu Village, he was even selfless, and got rid of an evil spirit for them regardless of remuneration.

Even the people in Heiniu Village had planned to kill him and feed the ghosts.

"Oh, they are all poor people, so I will forgive you and tell your request."

Zhang Yang had a look of compassion and compassion. Standing across from him were the head of Niujiao and the seven village elders, the spiritual seat of a supreme elder.

"If you want to cooperate, it's okay, but you have to teach your Jiuzhongshan swordsmanship exactly, not yesterday's deceitful stuff. In addition, the spells you used to alarm the Sanyin drum last night are also included. Hand it over, then I am willing to give you the position of village head."

The horns looked gloomy and authentic, this is the sincerity they showed up overnight.

"So, you didn't believe the swordsmanship that I taught from the beginning? You even wanted to kill me because of it?"

Zhang Yang frowned and looked strange.

"Huh! Although we are the people of the wilderness, we also know the goods!"

"Then there is no way. What I taught you yesterday is indeed the Jiuzhongshan swordsmanship. You don't believe it, haha! Interesting, this is not sincere enough."

Zhang Yang's expression became serious, and these nasty guys didn't give him a chance to be Zhang Shenggong. It was really shameful, and they could be killed!

"Ahem! Maybe we have another way to cooperate." An old voice suddenly sounded, but it came from the spiritual position of the Supreme Elder in Heiniu Village. At this moment, I didn't feel anything to open it, that bullhorn, But the elders of the other six villages changed their faces.

The next moment, accompanied by a violent cough, an old figure gradually emerged, somewhat familiar. It was the sleepy old man that Zhang Yang saw in front of the ancestral hall when Zhang Yang was wandering around yesterday.

"Unfilial children and grandchildren have seen my uncle!"

"Unscrupulous children and grandchildren visit Grandpa!"

Hula la, not only Niu Jiao and others, but the surrounding villagers knelt down a large area.

But the old man, who didn’t know whether it was a ghost or a man, ignored him. He just stared at the public with those cloudy old eyes, and said slowly: "The old man has been dead for 249 years. Before he died, his soul was automatically injected into the three-yin drum. Drumming is only for the protection of future generations and the continued development of the village."

"The world is hard. Our ancestors have overcome thorns and thorns in the barbaric, and we have succeeded in order to continue our blood and descendants. In this process, we have prayed to the gods of the sky, we have been believers of evil spirits, we have worshipped the devil and sacrificed to the ghost Clan, even more sacrifices to seek the law from the immortals, we have tried every method, our requirement is very simple, it is to survive."

"But this simple request is all extravagant hope. The gods have never responded to us. The evil spirits almost made us annihilate our race. The devil and the ghost race have bad intentions. Your saying that you are not of my race, whose heart must be different is too correct. Up."

"As for the immortal aloof, they treat us like ants."

"We learned from the pain, and we realized one thing, that is, it is better to ask yourself! So our ancestors created the Sanyin drum, first to accommodate the souls of all the dead people, and second to protect the villages of children and grandchildren. So far, we have survived. A decent self."

"Nowadays, my children and grandchildren are ignorant. They naively think that the Sanyin Drum will be able to deter the village ghosts forever, and even be deceived by it and forget the ancestral instructions. Yin drum itself."

"So when you suddenly got into trouble last night, the old man immediately rang the Sanyin drum as a drum spirit. Fortunately, the village guard who was about to run out of control was eventually beheaded. This is a great fortune for this village!"

"And the old man appeared today to punish his unfilial children, but the most important thing is to thank Xie En Gong!"

When the old man talked about this, he really trembled and wanted to show up.

Zhang Yang didn't speak and received the gift, but the most important thing was that he wasn't sure whether to believe it, or even if he believed it, it wasn't certain what he would do next.

"Unscrupulous children and grandchildren, you are embarrassed to the old and come home, you are not qualified to be village chiefs and village elders, go to be drum spirits!"

At this moment, the old man who was still very old was extremely harsh. Zhang Yang could only hear a three-yin drum. The horns and other seven people turned into skins, and the wind turned into sky fragments.

But the Sanyin drum sucked their blood and flesh, leaving only their souls behind.

Even at this moment, Niujiao and the other seven hadn't realized what had happened, and their souls stood blankly in place.

It was a long time before he screamed.

The elder Taishang didn’t care about them, so he said to Zhang Yang: “My benefactor must also know how bad sleepless nights are. In the past few years, my unscrupulous children and grandchildren have been able to survive safely with the help of Nahu village ghosts. But this year is no matter what. If you can't get through it, or even if you resist the sleepless night, the village guardian ghosts will immediately go back and kill the whole village!"

"So, please don’t doubt the old man’s sincerity~www.NovelMTL.com~ If you want to be the village head, he will give it to you immediately. If you don’t want to do it, as long as you can help the village through this sleepless night, Then, if you have something to ask, within your ability, the village will meet the needs of your benefactor."

Zhang Yang looked at the old man and said that he was full of sincerity, and he was determined that he could not refuse, after all, Zhang Yang didn't want to face it alone.

"Well, I don't need the position of the village head, but we can cooperate with each other this time, I will do my best, not for others, just to save my life!"

"Happy!" The old man praised. That's right. It's a matter of their own destiny.

Next, the old man got the successor of the village chief and several village elders as quickly as possible. Zhang Yang was also one of them. This time he did not refuse.

The new head of the village is called Niudou, a sturdy man in his thirties. One eye is normal black, and the other eye is red as blood.

The first sentence Niudou said made Zhang Yang dare not look down upon.

"Outsiders, I don’t know why you came to Heituyuan, but before you, there were a total of seventeen outlanders that I knew appeared in Heituyuan. Nine of them were stupid and died, but there are still eight. A foreigner walked out of the black soil."

"I don't know where they all went, but I once served as a guide for one of them, and I found some amazing things from his behavior and words, for example, he wanted to establish a cultivator sect."

"At the beginning I thought it was a joke, but now, as the village head, I have the responsibility to find a better way out for the future destiny of the village. Therefore, outsiders, if we in Black Bull Village are willing to be sheltered by you, you will stay Come down and establish a Cultivation School in Heituyuan?"