In the evening, the entrance of Maopeng Village is located.

The thin old man, Seventh uncle, stood in front of Zhang Wei and others with a look of embarrassment; it can be seen that he was moved and embarrassed by what he was about to do.

Therefore, in his mouth, he was expressing it in succession:

"I'm so embarrassed. This is the case in the village that we masters want you to help to stay here."

After hearing this, Zhang Wei said without caring:

"It's okay! Everyone can understand what the villagers do. You can set off early while it's still dawn; maybe when you come back tomorrow, all the problems have been solved."

So under Zhang Wei's urging, the three-wheeled motorcycle carrying the seventh uncle finally set off.

After hearing Zhang Wei's words, the driver of the tricycle, the son-in-law of the seventh uncle, could not wait to add a throttle.

Then, the seventh uncle, who was sitting in the back truck, disappeared in a flash of sight in the village road.

At this point, except for Zhang Wei, Xiao Yan and other nine people in the entire thatched village, there was no one else who could breathe.

There is no way! Faced with the unknown fear of the night, the villagers were frightened.

Even though they knew that tonight, Zhang Dixian and others would stay in the village with a big beard and murderous aura, they still had a little bit of it and dared not stay in the village to spend the night.

Since noon, villagers have left the village intermittently with their elderly and young people.

Either go to the surrounding relatives' homes, or a local rich man like Mao Tuzi went directly to the best hotel in Baoqing city and comfortably opened a large-bed suite.

In short, in the evening, the only remaining uncle Qi was taken away by the son-in-law of the next village.

Zhang Wei and others didn't care about this at all. They just repeatedly reminded them before the villagers left, so that they could not go out and talk nonsense, so as not to cause panic from the outside world.

In fact, they wished the villagers would leave and clear out the entire hut village to facilitate the battles that might occur at that time.

Because even they didn't know what kind of ability and level the ghosts this time had, but according to the various signs described by the villagers.

This time the ghost is definitely not simple, it is better to be cautious...

"Let's go! After you go back, you'll be cheered up. You must tell that something will come and go tonight." Maoshan disciple Gao Aimin shouted, then turned around and left first.

With his greeting, Fang Ping and others walked all the way to the village chief’s house, which was quite large.

When leaving, Fang Ping smiled ugly and bitterly at Zhang Wei; just now, Zhang Wei suggested that everyone gather together to watch, but Gao Aimin decisively refused.

In his opinion, although that unknown ghost was powerful, it was not the opponent of authentic Maoshan Taoism after all.

Therefore, there is no need for everyone to make such a big fanfare and need to gather together to watch.

Of course, Zhang Wei saw through the essence of this guy at a glance, and he just didn't want to pay attention to him; I'm so angry! I don't want to pay attention to you anymore.

I looked at the dark clouds above my head, and it seemed that a rain was coming soon.

Zhang Wei found a sack filled with a lot of things from the carriage of Xiaobread. After neatly carrying the sack on his shoulders, he also walked towards Mao Tuzi's rural villa.

There is no suspense, Xiao Yan must follow Zhang Dixian's footsteps.

Even, she seemed quite excited about how she could be alone with Zhang Dixian for such a big night; even if the night they were alone, it seemed that it was not so safe.

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Although the villagers of Maopeng Village left clean before dark, they still remembered the sumptuous dinner prepared for Zhang Wei and the others before leaving.

When Zhang Wei and Xiao Yan enjoyed their dinner, although the food was a little colder, the taste was quite good.

While eating, the downpour of rain, like last night, suddenly fell, and there was a strong wind coming with the heavy beans.

The rain even drifted into the living room where you were eating along the strong wind, so Zhang Wei had to close the door of the house.

From the moment the door was closed, Zhang Wei clearly felt a little chilling inexplicably on his body; it was also at this moment that Zhang Wei felt that tonight was interesting.

Because he was a little confident in his heart, the crying ghost of Yang Qiaoyun would definitely appear again.

After closing the door, Zhang Wei did not explain this as Xiao Yan, but accelerated the speed of eating and drinking, and wiped out all the food in the shortest time.

In the following time, Zhang Wei picked up the book "I Want to You" and continued to read it.

This time, he did not study the talismans and techniques in the second half, but instead looked at the first half, those who were said to be the first generation of the Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain, and had annotations on studying the "Tao Te Ching".

When Zhang Wei read this full of ancient Chinese articles, something strange happened again.

With this guy's ability to read a novice online article, he looks like something that is difficult to pronounce, but he feels that there is an inexplicable charm in it.

Even after scraping his stomach, Zhang Wei could not accurately describe this charm.

But it was such a mysterious thing that made him a little intoxicated. While reciting silently, his state of mind became unprecedentedly peaceful.

Xiao Yan was lying on the large sofa in the living room, looking at the large TV hanging on the wall with interest, Zhang Wei thought it was extremely boring.

However, while the two of them didn't say a word, the atmosphere in the living room was indescribable and relaxed and harmonious...

When the sound of rain outside the room stopped suddenly without any signs, Zhang Wei instinctively glanced at the TV on the TV, and saw that it was resolutely displayed on it at 10:25.

He carefully put the book away and put it in a canvas bag containing a compass.

Next, from the large sack, he took out a series of skilled guys such as Czech, shell gun, and large blades.

In addition to the Czech style that is probably useless, Zhang Wei stuffed it back into the sack again.

He inserted the reloaded bullet-filled mullet gun at his waist, and tied the large blade wrapped in a scabbard behind him; and when he finished all this, bursts of crying came clearly outside the gate.

Not only that, the TV sets in the living room lost the signal at the same time, and the good TV programs that were originally played on it.

You know, even in the heavy rain just now, the satellite programs accepted by this small mountain village's special sky pot have never been cut off.

When Zhang Wei started equiping himself, Xiao Yan also realized something.

She immediately regained her previous elite female temperament from the appearance of a lazy cat just now, and pulled out the standard long sword under the sofa with one hand and the matching gun in the holster with the other.

By the time Zhang Weida walked towards the door, she was already raising her pistol behind her and ready to fire at any time.

After opening the door, Zhang Wei saw the white figure in the mouth of the villagers.

Zhang Wei didn't even say a word of nonsense. After flipping his wrist, a Beidou Demon-Destroying Talisman was already controlling it and flying towards the other party.

Before the talisman could hit Bai Ying, he shouted loudly.

He pulled out the big blade behind him with his backhand and slashed it out with all his strength like a hungry tiger.

In his opinion, subduing demons and eliminating demons is a great justice for the sake of heaven. Just go up and cut the other party over; before the fight begins, you will say a lot of nonsense!
Chapter completed!