Dong Laishun's face darkened as he looked at the villagers and said, "Stand up for Lao Tzu, who did it?"

"Come out, I can keep your whole body. If you let me find out, hum, don't blame me for chopping you up and feeding the dog!"

The villagers stared, but no one admitted.

Da Wu Miaoqi said: "Okay, don't ask, it's not the people of your village who did it."

The village chief Donglaishun said quickly: "Master, I hope you can give me some advice. Who is it that did such a treacherous thing to our ancestral grave, I will definitely seek justice for our ancestors!"

The Great Wu Miaoqi glanced at the direction of the ancestral tomb: "I still need to say this? You can see it yourself if you don't see it."

Dong Laishun suddenly realized: "Yeah, how could I forget about this. Master, thank you."

"Dongzi, Dongxing, the two of you treat the masters well, and everyone else, go to the ancestral grave with me, and seek justice for the ancestors!"

go!

The villagers followed behind the village chief and headed for the ancestral tomb.

Their ancestral tombs are in the woods at the east end of the village.

The remaining villagers, Dongzi and Dongxing, were ordered by the village chief to entertain the masters: "Masters, please go inside and sit for a while."

The village chief said that the two of them were entertained by high-ranking people, but in fact it was to be optimistic about each other, so that the other party would not leave.

The Great Witch Miao stage is not ready to stay.

He pretended to be calm on the surface, but he had a wishful thinking in his heart.

He nodded slightly: "Okay, the two of you please lead the way."

Dongzi and Dongxing walked towards the big tile-roofed house of the village chief's house.

As soon as the two turned around, Da Wu Miao Qi snapped his fingers.

This snap of fingers stimulated the three clean insects in Dongzi and Dongxing.

Under the action of Sanqingworm, Dongzi and Dongxing suddenly blacked out, collapsed on the ground, and passed out.

In fact, the strange things that the villagers encountered before are also the masterpieces of Sanqingworm.

Da Wu Miao Qi sneered: "Hoho, want to watch me, wishful thinking."

He turned away.

Of course, he did not leave, but hid in the dark and controlled the development of the situation.

In the woods at the east end of the village, Ru Xue Yanyan and Miao Tianlong were grinding the antidote diligently when they heard footsteps in the distance.

Ruxue looked up at random and was stunned.

I saw a group of people in the dark, rushing towards them, and there seemed to be vague sounds of shouting and killing.

The ground trembled slightly with their footsteps.

Yanyan sucked in a breath: "These seem to be the villagers of Donglai Village. How did they come here?"

Miao Tianlong said, "Yanyan, are you sure they are the villagers of Donglai Village?"

Yanyan nodded: "Of course."

Miao Tianlong smiled slightly: "Well, they came just in time to save us from going to them again."

"The antidote is almost finished, let the villagers take it."

Yanyan said, "Patriarch, don't you think it's strange for the villagers to suddenly come here? Will they believe us and take the antidote?"

Miao Tianlong frowned and said tentatively: "As long as we treat the villagers honestly, I believe the villagers will believe us."

Ruxue said nervously: "Patriarch, it's not good, the villagers are all holding tools, murderous, and show that the comers are not good!"

"It is estimated that they came to us, we'd better avoid it."

Miao Tianlong squinted, looked at the crowd on the opposite side, looked around again, and sighed deeply: "Hey, the terrain here is complicated, and we are not familiar with the place in life. It is difficult to escape the tracking of the villagers!"

"And once we escape, doesn't it prove that we have a bad heart? If we really jump into the Yellow River, we won't be able to wash it away."

Ruxue and Yanyan looked terrified, they knew that what Miao Tianlong said was true.

Now before them, there is only one way to go: face the villagers head-on! JrNovels.com