Going back a few hours, it was about an hour after Han Zhen left Lijiacun alone.

As the sun rises and the roosters crow, the originally quiet and silent village becomes a little more energetic.

There are villagers who get up early and go out to take care of the vegetable fields cultivated in the courtyard. Villagers who hunt for a living are picking up shotguns and crossbows in front of their homes. There are also peasant women making fires and cooking at home. There are curls of cooking smoke floating above many earthen houses.

The whole small village seemed to have come to life.

As more and more people began to be busy with their daily lives, the old village chief who lived alone in the largest house in the center of the village also woke up.

Although he is the oldest man in the village, his many years of farming and hunting life have made this nearly seventy-year-old man extremely strong and strong.

After waking up, the old man first got out of bed and made the bed, then walked steadily to the living room, took a ladle of water from a water tank under a long table, and briefly cleaned it.

After walking out of the house, the old village chief glanced at the closed wooden door of the side room and sighed with a slightly sad face. He thought in his heart: I hope I can persuade this young man to go back. Things are bad enough in the village these days.

Yes, don't cause any more deaths.

Then the old man looked at the sky again, then walked to his chicken coop and took out two fresh eggs, ready to take them back to the house to cook.

Holding the egg in his hand and thinking for a while, the old man turned around again and took one. He also muttered: "Looking at this young man's physique, he must eat more. It's good to be young."

Then the old village chief turned and walked towards the house, but just as he was about to enter the house, a woman wearing a plaid cloth appeared at the door of the village chief's yard.

"Old man, the guest from yesterday is still here, right? This is the fried pumpkin pie that our family asked me to deliver. It's just come out of the pan. You and the guest should eat it while it's hot."

Looking at the woman holding a large plate of fried golden pumpkin cakes at the door, the sadness on the old man's face faded a bit, and he put on a smile and greeted the man: "Qiujuan, hehe, okay, come in and sit down.

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The woman didn't stop when she shouted again. At this time, she had already walked to the old village chief. She pushed the big bowl filled with pumpkin cakes into the village chief's hand, as if she was afraid that the other party would push him back, and gave out the things.

Then he turned around and walked back.

As he walked, he kept saying: "No, no, the child is still waiting for me to go back and get him some food. You should eat quickly."

Speaking of this, she had already walked back to the door of the village chief's yard, and asked as if she had remembered it again: "Village Chief, my family asked me to ask when the people we went to invite will arrive. I'm sorry.

Once we resolve the issues in the mountains, everyone will not dare to go into the mountains, and we will not be able to survive this life."

Hearing her question, the village chief once again had a worried look on his face. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Foshou Mountain, and replied: "It's almost time. It should only be two days before the pillars can be removed."

Someone brought it back."

After receiving the affirmative answer, the woman named Qiujuan was overjoyed, said goodbye to the village chief and hurried home.

After sending Qiujuan away, the old village chief still looked worried.

However, he was worried, and he still had to eat. The old man went back to the house to boil boiled eggs, and soon he arrived at the door of the side room with two hard-boiled eggs and a large bowl of fried cakes.

After knocking the wooden door lightly a few times, there was no sound inside the house. The old village chief thought to himself: This young man looks in good shape. Why is he still awake after he didn't drink even a few bowls of wine yesterday?

However, the guest didn't say anything, so the old man didn't want to disturb him anymore. He found a wooden bench and put the food at the door, and then returned to the main house.

Several hours passed after this, and there was still no sound in the side room until lunch time. Now the old village chief felt that something was wrong.

He stood up again and went to the door of the side room. Looking at the untouched breakfast on the bench in front of the door, the old man reached out and knocked on the wooden door again.

Still no one answered, and the village chief frowned.

He pushed the closed wooden door tentatively, and with a "squeak" sound, the wooden door to the side room was pushed open easily.

The old village chief glanced into the house along the crack of the opened door and found that the small house a few meters square had been neatly tidied up, but the outsider was nowhere to be seen.

"This this!"

The village chief said these two words in succession and hurriedly opened the door and entered the house.

When most people encounter this kind of situation, their first reaction should be to check whether the house's finances have been stolen. However, there is nothing worth stealing except some simple furniture in this side room, so the old village chief did not suspect that Han Zhen was a thief at the first time.

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After just walking around the room and thinking for a moment, he comforted himself by thinking: This guy probably woke up and remembered what I said, felt scared, and was worried that I would make fun of him, so he left without saying goodbye.

Thinking this way, the old village chief felt a little more at ease, then turned around and walked outside the house.

But just as he was about to step out of the side house door, a burst of young people's shouts suddenly came from the entrance of the village.

"Village Chief! Village Chief! Brother Zhuzhu is back, and the gentleman he went to invite is also here!"

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Outside Lijia Village, a strong middle-aged man about forty years old, wearing homespun clothes, with an anxious look on his face, strode toward the entrance of the village.

Behind this person was a boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old and had a childish look on his face.

This young man has a delicate appearance. He is wearing a well-fitting casual shirt and jeans. He looks very energetic. Moreover, the temperament revealed between his eyebrows makes people feel at a glance that he must be born in a rich or noble family.

Before the two of them reached the entrance of the village, a large group of villagers came out to welcome Han Zhen just like they did yesterday.

Walking among the crowd was still the old village chief, who was still walking vigorously despite his age.

Seeing the old man coming towards him, the middle-aged man who led the way walked a little faster, and shouted at the top of his voice from a distance away: "Master, I found it, I found a gentleman, let's

The village is saved!"

You can hear a bit of excitement in this man's tone, and judging from his address to the village chief, he should be the grandson of the old village chief.

Hearing the middle-aged man's shouting, the old village chief's hands trembled with excitement. The sadness of the past few days was swept away, and he greeted his grandson with a smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, our Lijia Village is finally saved. Come on, let me see you sir."

As he spoke, he stretched his neck and looked behind the strong man. It turned out that the middle-aged man was too strong and had made a fool of the thin young man behind him.

At this time, not only the old village chief, but also other villagers and hunters who came from the village stretched their necks and looked behind the man named Zhuzhu.

Seeing the reaction of the village chief and everyone, Zhu Zhu quickly turned sideways to let the gentleman he invited in front of everyone, and introduced him: "Sir, I met this Mr. Lu in Zhouzhuang. He is a well-known master who travels all over the world.

People can definitely save our village."

After hearing Zhu Zhu's introduction, everyone looked expectantly at the expert he invited. But the moment they saw the person behind him, everyone including the old village chief

Everyone was petrified.

This...is this an expert?

In people's minds, the so-called traveling master must be an old man with white hair and beard. It would be best if he had some congenital disability such as blindness and missing legs to be convincing.

But the person in front of me looks like just a teenage boy. He is dressed in modern clothes and does not show any trace of fairy spirit. How can he get rid of demons with his appearance?

As if he didn't notice the surprised and suspicious looks of everyone, the young man behind the pillar saluted the old village chief in front of him and said in a slightly childish voice: "The disciple Lu Liang of Sanqing Peak Taoist Sect has met the elder.

I was ordered by my master to go to the market for training. I heard that monsters were raging here, so I came here specially to get rid of the evil spirits and restore a clear and peaceful place."

This was said in a somewhat lofty tone, but when it came from the mouth of a half-year-old child, everyone felt that it was a little bit inappropriate. The old village chief looked confused at this time and didn't know what to do.

What kind of reaction.

On the other hand, the pillar next to him saw his grandfather stunned, and quickly reminded him from the side: "Master, don't look at young master Lu because he is young, he is very capable. I have seen it with my own eyes."

After hearing his grandson's reminder, the old man realized that his reaction was a bit rude. Although he still had doubts in his heart, he still enthusiastically let the gentleman who called himself Lu Liang into the village.

In this way, the old village chief led Lu Liang to his house, while the villagers went home again to get all kinds of wine and food.

The only difference is that yesterday the villagers put down their food and went home, leaving only the old village chief to entertain Han Zhen. After all, a few lives had just been lost in the village at that time, and most people had no intention of talking to Han Zhen, a foreigner.

At this time, the husband arrived, which was a major event that could save the entire village, so most of the villagers simply stayed outside the old village chief's courtyard after getting food, waiting to hear the news.

In the village chief's home, only the village chief and a few elderly people in their sixties and above sat around the table, staring eagerly at the gentleman invited by Zhu Zhu.

In the end, it was the village chief who spoke first: "Has Zhuzi told Mr. Lu about the situation in our village?"

Lu Liang was originally staring at the table full of various wild game in rapt attention. When he heard the village chief's question, he quickly replied: "Old sir, Brother Li has already told me that I am here specifically to get rid of the demons."

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Seeing that the other party was confident, the village chief felt a little relieved. Regardless of his age, the other party's conversational temperament still seemed to be somewhat of a superior demeanor.

Moreover, Zhuzi swore that he had seen what the other party was capable of. Thinking about such a major matter that related to the life and death of the whole village, he would not be fooled.

Thinking of this, the old village chief gave a grateful salute to Lu Liang at the dinner table and said: "The old man will thank you on behalf of the dozens of families in Lijia Village. I just don't know when he will be able to go up the mountain to help us eliminate the disease."

Demon? Also, sir, what else do we need to prepare to eliminate the demon?"

After hearing the old man's question, Lu Liang casually replied: "Of course, the sooner the better. If there is nothing else, I will prepare to leave for the mountains in the afternoon. As for the preparations."

Speaking of this, he took out a note from his jeans pocket, unfolded it and read to himself according to the content on it: "Three thousand small evil spirits, eight thousand big evil spirits, and fifty thousand evil spirits."

, more powerful... Hey, a more powerful coffin, what does this mean, I will have to ask the master when I have a chance."
Chapter completed!