Wang Wei's screams spread outside, making other ghosts tremble in fear.
At the same time, I secretly admired: I didn’t expect brothers Wang Wei, who are usually good guys, to be so tough at critical moments.
Even though I was beaten so miserably, I didn't betray the Ghost King Commander... If we can escape this disaster, we must truthfully report what happened today.
Please give Marshal the Ghost King a good reward for Brother Wang Wei!
Just when the ghosts were thinking wildly, the "angry" ghost Xin Lianshan walked out carrying Wang Wei, who was covered in "blood" and was unconscious.
Then Wang Wei was thrown into the middle of the ghosts like trash.
"Hehehehe, I didn't expect you all to be hard-nosed... But that's okay, I, Lao Xin, haven't carried out an execution myself for a long time."
"I'll take you back to the Hell of Punishment and enjoy it!"
After Hao Gui finished scaring Gui Cha, he turned around and warned Zhang Chao and Wude Yu.
"You take the ancestor of the Zhang family back first and tell our husband what happened here."
"I'll take this bunch of bastards to see Lord Cui and ask him to investigate thoroughly!"
Zhang Chao naturally nodded in agreement upon hearing this, picked up his "little ancestor" with tears in his eyes, and walked quickly towards the factory under the protection of the evil cocoon.
It was dark at this time, and a full moon hung high in the sky.
The pale moonlight shone through the window and shone on the corpse-turned-villagers.
They, who could have been suppressed by the corpse-suppressing talisman, instantly became violent.
He suddenly opened his pale green eyes and slowly opened his mouth, revealing his pointed teeth.
Then one of them suddenly screamed like a hungry wolf howling at the moon.
After the first one barked, the rest of the zombie-turned villagers followed suit.
As the screams became louder and louder, the corpse-killing charms on the villagers' foreheads burned with a bang.
When the talismans were completely burned out, the zombies finally regained their freedom.
There was such a loud noise here, which naturally disturbed the villagers who had fallen asleep.
Just when everyone was about to go out to check, Old Man Wang's voice rang in time.
"Everyone, don't come out! Stay in the house and lock the doors and windows!"
"Just leave the outside matters to Xiaojiu and the others!"
"Dirty things are so evil that us ordinary people can't deal with them!"
Although the villagers did as they were told, they were still worried about Hua Jiunan, a young man.
So all the strong laborers did not choose to continue resting, but took farm tools or kitchen knives and lay down by the window to prepare.
Just in case Hua Jiu was unable to deal with the zombies, they rushed out to help.
However, what the villagers didn't know was that Hua Jiu Nan was not in the factory at this time.
However, our little teacher made absolutely no omissions and planned everything beforehand. How could he let the villagers do nothing?
Didn't you see that "Chen Erji" was tied to a tree outside by him, right next to the place where the zombie villagers were imprisoned.
And on Chen Erji's shoulder, squatting was the "carbon head" of a white crow that was forced to moult...
Hearing the cry of "zombie", the corpse of the disaster immediately jumped over and ran over, curiously wanting to peek through the crack in the door.
But when he just arrived in front of the door, the wooden door was knocked open by the zombies inside.
Under the huge force, sawdust flew into the air, and they were like ox-haired steel needles stabbing towards Chen Erji.
In a hurry, Chen Erji didn't hesitate at all and immediately buckled the big gold basin with pig's trotters on his crotch.
As for the face...what kind of face do I need at this time?
The lesser of two evils: in times of crisis, of course, whichever is more important should be protected first!
After all, in front of the male essence, everything else is just a cloud... But at this time, Chen Erji had no time to think about his own clouds.
The moment he fastened his crotch, the flying wood chips all hit the big golden basin, making a sound like rain hitting plantains.
After the sound, the calamitous Qian Jin Peng did avoid the fate of being shot into a hedgehog, but his face was miserable:
It was instantly covered with dense wooden thorns and was bleeding.
At the same time, someone was bleeding and squatting on Chen Erji's shoulder. The unprepared white crow "Carbon Head"... should now be called the blood crow "Carbon Head"...
