There is a small river in front of the ancestral hall. The entire river passes through the village and divides the village into two halves.
Under the blue sky and white sun, the river water showed a silent black color.
Resentment rises, and mortals will be swept to the bottom of the river as long as they get close.
There was a white stone arch bridge on the river. When I walked on the bridge and looked down, I realized that it could no longer be called a river, but a pool of black resentment flowing around it.
As if sensing the gazes of the two men, something slowly floated up from the bottom of the seemingly bottomless stream. They were like a white fish flashing across the river.
After a while, many similar things continued to float in the river.
They were pale, swollen faces soaked in black water.
They floated on the river of black resentment. There were men and women, old and young. All their faces came up and looked at Wang Xiaotai and Changsheng on the bridge expressionlessly.
Changsheng was so frightened that he took a step back and tremblingly picked up Shuanghua in his hand.
Wang Xiaotai had previously unsheathed Shuanghua and handed it to Changsheng for self-defense. She still held the red scale dagger in one hand and the giant spirit cannon to activate the talisman.
"After killing so many people, it's no wonder that this village has so much resentment. If we don't completely eliminate the evil spirits inside, I'm afraid these souls will be imprisoned in this river forever."
Wang Xiaotai clenched the red talisman in her hand and was ready to fire.
"Xiao Tai, aren't you afraid? Let's leave quickly. If you tear up the talisman now, the giant spirit cannon will blow them all into powder!"
"Let's get out of here quickly! There's no way we can save these souls, so tear up the talisman and fire!"
Chang Sheng will regret as much as he wants now.
She thought there might be some difficult ghosts to deal with in the remote countryside of Dacheng Village. At most, they would just be some small ghosts or water ghosts, which could be destroyed with a single talisman.
But now the situation has changed, and I don’t know why. There is so much resentment here. Probably everyone in the village is dead, and the resentment is condensed and cannot be released.
This is definitely not something that the two of them can solve. Even if Jin Nan is shocked, he can only violently destroy this place.
No one can save these dead souls, their fate can only be dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Who said I was going to save them?"
Wang Xiaotai looked at Changsheng in confusion, "I didn't come here to save them."
What's the meaning?
Changsheng looked at Wang Xiaotai, somewhat incomprehensible.
She looked at the ancestral hall in front of her and smiled slowly, the red tears between her eyebrows turning red like blood, "Don't worry, I will definitely use the giant spirit cannon, but not now."
Changsheng was speechless, probably because Wang Xiaotai's expression or her eyes revealed an unsettling and shocking calmness, "You..."
"Sister Changsheng, just stand here and wait for me. I want to go inside and take a look."
After saying that, Wang Xiao Tai walked inside, but Chang Sheng stopped her, "No, what if you die inside? I don't want to lose another divine master. Xiao Tai, be obedient and give me the giant spirit cannon."
"You said you didn't come here to save these undead, so what do you want?"
"Because I heard it," Wang Xiaotai pointed in the direction of the ancestral hall. "As soon as I entered this village, I heard someone calling me there."
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Calling at this time? Is it an illusion?
Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Changsheng suddenly became excited, "Could it be a believer!"
"Sometimes human beings will ask for help from the gods and Buddhas in the sky in critical situations. He may not even know who he is asking for help. At this time, he is a believer without faith. If you can save him from danger at this time, then this This faith is yours!"
"If there is really someone alive inside, Xiaomo, this will be the first believer you accept!"
And when you are rescued from danger, this faith will definitely be very strong!
Changsheng immediately formulated a rescue plan.
To be on the safe side, Changsheng decided to go deep into the Zhou ancestral hall to find the still alive people. Wang Xiaotai stood by the river and did not act rashly.
Even if that person is still alive, he should be dying and half-dead. When she finds that person, she will immediately crush the talisman and summon the giant spirit cannon, razing the entire village to the ground.
Wang Xiaotai watched Changsheng attach dozens of evil-exorcism talismans to her body, and handed the giant spirit cannon talisman to Changsheng, "Thank you, Changsheng."
This was the first time she called Changsheng by his name in this manner, instead of the slimy Changsheng sister.
"Call sister!"
Changsheng laughed and said, "You are my divine companion, and I can't bear to have you get hurt."
After saying that, Changsheng went to Zhou's ancestral hall alone, leaving Wang Xiaotai in a safer place.
"Okay, there are only two of us left now," Wang Xiaotai walked onto the white stone arch bridge again, looking down at the densely packed pale faces floating in the black river, "If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly."
As soon as he entered Dacheng Village, Wang Xiaotai vaguely heard someone calling his name, the voice was shrill but still vague.
The closer he got to the ancestral hall, the more obvious the voice became. Until standing on the stone bridge, Wang Xiaotai clearly heard what the unknown voice had been saying.
"Help me, help me..."
"Save me..."
"Whoever you are, help me!"
Changsheng thought that the person who summoned her was a person, and she thought that the person who might still be alive inside would become her believer.
But Wang Xiaotai knew very well that the voice was vague and kept repeating one sentence without any pious meaning. It was more like a ghost than a human being.
The person calling her was not a human, but a ghost, a ghost full of resentment.
Whether human or ghost, she came when called.
The black river water rolled slowly, and the pale human face in the river stared straight at Wang Xiaotai, dressed in white, standing on the bridge without blinking.
Where Wang Xiaotai couldn't see it, black resentment quietly rose from the river, turned into a black arm, and slowly climbed up the white stone arch bridge, then grabbed Wang Xiaotai's ankle and dragged her down!
At the same time, Chang Sheng, who was walking in front, also looked back with emotion, and suddenly looked this way, shocked.
"Xiao Moss!"
Changsheng moved his fingers and immediately tore up the red talisman in his hand, and without hesitation activated the giant spiritual cannon that was already ready to go.
Wang Xiaotai was dragged into the black river by resentment.
The fairy-like dress suddenly became heavier after being stained with water, and the originally tight waistband was tightly wrapped around Wang Xiaotai's chest and abdomen like a rope, making it difficult for her to breathe.
She moved her hands and struggled desperately. She felt that her throat and lungs were being held by an invisible giant hand. The air was squeezed out of her chest in an instant. She couldn't breathe, but she couldn't make a sound. They were all numb and unable to move.
The white dress with lotus pattern creates a beautiful flower on the river.
The water flowed over her body, and the pale people in the river all turned their heads, opened their fangs, rolled desperately in this direction, and quickly enveloped Wang Xiaotai who fell into it.
Soon, Wang Xiaotai couldn't see anything.
