I am King Gou

The yard is very large, but it is in decay.

The banyan tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, but there is no grass under it, and it is full of fallen leaves, covering the original green brick floor tightly. The moment the door is opened, with the ears of a monk, he can clearly hear countless insects being frightened and crawling quickly. The rustling of fallen leaves.

The dust aroused by the opening of the door flew up for a while, and then gradually subsided.

The villager casually glanced in and said, "My lord, please do what you want."

Then he walked away.

Standing outside the courtyard gate, Pei Ling inspected the house with the Nightmare Divine Ability, and found that there was no change in his vision, so he went in.

Stepping on the thick fallen leaves across the courtyard, and pushing open the door of the main house, I couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

However, the main room is very spacious, and the interior furnishings are very elegant. The tables, chairs, screens, tea sets, furnishings, and maidservants are all complete, but they are all made of paper.

It is unknown who made these paper products, and they are so lifelike that even the wood and stone textures are imitated meticulously.

If it wasn't for a gust of wind when the door was opened, it would have blown up the set of tables and chairs closest to the door, and it would have been impossible to see any flaws.

Seeing this, Pei Ling frowned.

"It's really unreasonable! What is the status of the master, willing to settle in this dilapidated village is a blessing they have cultivated in eighteen lifetimes, and they dare to put the master in such a place, it is simply courting death!" Scrutinizing the words and expressions, the eight Lu Ding immediately looked angry, and Wen Xixue immediately He walked out aggressively, and said as he walked, "Master, wait a moment, this concubine will skin that old thing right now!"

"Sister, calm down." Her younger sister Wen Xiqing said quickly, "What's the point of just skinning that old thing? According to me, it's better to massacre the village."

The other furnaces nodded one after another: "That's right, kill everyone, and the master can live wherever he wants, without being disturbed by these ants."

"Don't mess around." Pei Ling listened, and frowned even tighter. The village is clearly abnormal. Under the circumstances of not knowing anything, killing rashly, how can you know that it is not the way to die?

He immediately ordered, "Without my order, do not attack the village."

"Okay, don't be idle, clean up the house first."

The cauldrons were quite unwilling, but they still responded in Yingsheng Yanyu: "Yes."

Outside the house, behind a clump of miscellaneous trees.

Several casual cultivators with hidden talismans stared at Kang Shaoyin from a distance and brought eight furnace cauldrons into the hospital. They waited patiently for a while, but they did not come out. They looked at each other, and immediately took out the sound transmission talisman to urge: "Senior Woqiu, Kang Shaoyin is already here Live in the west house of the village. It is estimated that he is living happily with his furnace now, and will not come out for a while."

Ancestor Woqiu's voice suddenly sounded from the sound transmission talisman: "Okay! Keep an eye on him. If there is any situation, I will wait for you through sound transmission immediately. Don't worry, you guys, once you find the opportunity, you will definitely be there."

Several casual cultivators were overjoyed: "Thank you, senior!"

After the sound transmission was over, the ancestor of Woqiu put away the sound transmission symbol and looked around.

He has now brought a large number of casual cultivators to the south of the village.

If it weren't for Kang Shaoyin, who was scruples about the natural teaching, he would have already started to act.

After pondering for a while, Patriarch Woqiu sent a voice transmission to the four elders of the Xiao family who had also brought their manpower to various locations in the village: "Kang Shaoyin has rested and can act now!"

The four elders of the Xiao family responded one after another: "Good!"

Therefore, the ancestor of Woqiu immediately pointed to the surrounding people and ordered: "Search!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the casual cultivators rushed out like wolves like tigers, kicked doors and smashed windows, entered halls and rooms, and searched wantonly.The Patriarch Woqiu himself was not idle, he led several disciples and broke into a house.

At the same time, so did the four elders of the Xiao family.

The originally quiet village, except for the west of the village where Kang Shaoyin was located, was suddenly full of chaos and noise.

boom!

A casual cultivator in the Foundation Establishment period kicked open a dilapidated door.

He had a happy smile on his face.

Along the way, I walked with trepidation and fear.

Now, I can finally vent for a while!

Although it would be demeaning to attack mortals, but this matter was instigated by Patriarch Woqiu and the four elders of the Xiao family, so he can't be blamed if he wants to.

Of course, there may be some problems in this village.

But they have repeatedly confirmed just now that all the villagers in the village have no cultivation base.Any one of them could slaughter the whole village.

If it wasn't for the true biography of the Tiansheng Sect, they would have set fire to the whole village long ago!

Thinking this way, the casual cultivator walked into the house swaggeringly, and saw an honest and honest villager, holding an ax, splitting firewood in the yard.

Seeing him barging in, the villager showed surprise. Before he could open his mouth, the casual cultivator rushed into the house recklessly and began to rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

But soon, he walked out of the empty house with nothing in his hands.

Sanxiu's expression was gloomy. When he came out, he saw that the villagers were still staring at him blankly. He rushed up, grabbed his skirt, and shouted angrily, "Where is the chance? Where is the chance in your village? ?”

Before the words were finished and the villagers hadn't answered, the casual cultivator suddenly felt his throat stuck, as if his throat was tightly blocked by something.

He subconsciously wanted to cough a few times to cough out the obstruction.

But then, he found that his limbs were sore and limp for a while, as if he had been sucked out of all his strength by something, and his true energy seemed to be frozen, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't mobilize the slightest bit.

Soon, his whole body was lifted out of thin air, and the blood flowed out from the seven orifices, quickly soaking the ground in the courtyard

The villagers looked at this scene, sighed slightly, and said, "Why don't you listen to persuasion? Don't make any noise."

After a while, the casual cultivator landed lightly, leaving only a complete human skin.

The villagers dropped their axes, went over to pick up the human skin, and brought it into the house.

Soon, there were various sounds of tanning in the house.

A little farther away from this private house, a casual cultivator broke into a house aggressively.

This family lives by the river, and there is a large willow tree planted in the yard that several people embrace.

At this moment, four or five young children, holding willow branches, are playing under the tree.

When they saw him barging in, they were startled, showing fear.

The casual cultivator ignored the children, rushed into the house and rummaged for a while, but found nothing except some tatters.

Back in the yard, I saw a few children not crying, making trouble or running, looking straight at me, a burst of anger for no reason in my heart, just about to kill them on the spot, suddenly my heart moved, and I took out a bullet from the storage bag. The low-level spirit fruit waved for the youngest child to come over: "Is there any special rumor in your village?"