The burly man took out a cigarette, lit it for himself, took a sip, spit out a beautiful smoke ring, and shook his head and said, "I didn't say they are philanthropists. I have also been to junior high school. I know what good birds are to choose trees and live on, and people walk to high places and water flows to low places. If I were a woman, I wouldn't want to stay in this ghost place where there is nothing to do."

Xu Jiarong's eyebrows were stretched out, but the other party was not very extreme.

After thinking about it, she whispered: "Since you don't want to stay here, why not stay outside to work hard and get married and have children outside?"

The burly man took another breath of cigarette, looked at Xu Jiarong, and smiled bitterly.

"A mountain man, let alone in a first-tier city, or a third-tier and fourth-tier city, will have a wife, a child, and a house, and raise the child, and the chances are zero. If you say such words, you should have never suffered from hardships since you were young. Forget it, I won't say anything about miserable things. Anyway, I don't need cheap sympathy from others."

Xu Jiarong's pretty face turned slightly red. She thought of two allusions, one was from the East. Sima Zhong, the Emperor Hui of the Western Jin Dynasty, heard that a drought occurred in Shanzhou. The people changed their sons and ate them. They asked their ministers why they didn't drink meat porridge. The other was from the West. Rousseau recorded in "Confessions" that a noble princess said when talking about ways to save the situation: Farmers can't afford to eat black bread, so they can go to eat Brioshu (French bread is made of a lot of eggs and butter, with golden and crispy crust and soft inside).

She just accidentally played a similar idiot role.

"arrive"

The burly man suddenly stopped and said.

Xu Jiarong looked up and saw that not far away, Chu Feng was reaching out to knock on a door that looked a bit old.

Bang bang bang bang...

"Come"

An old-fashioned voice came from it.

"Girl, after Zhang Libin and Zhang Libin's mother died, Zhang Libin's father was a little nervous, so I'll take a step first."

The burly man, like a rabbit, left quickly without looking back.

Xu Jiarong was surprised. The door opened and a strong old man who was about 1.95 meters tall came out. His height was full of giants across the country. No wonder the man who looked very strong ran so fast just now.

"Are you?"

Zhang's father, who had long wool beards, looked down at Chu Feng from a high place, frowned and asked.

"I'm sorry"

Chu Feng was just halfway through his words.

The sky changed, and large areas of dark clouds covered the entire village, and the wind roared like ghosts crying.

The ducks and hens foraging not far away were yelling and running, as if they were frightened.

"Come"

Chu Feng turned around, looked at the dark sky, and sighed softly. He Yuting, whose resentment had accumulated to the peak, came with a strong murderous intent.

If you don’t interfere, you will be blood flowing here.

"Tao Master"

Xu Jiarong was so scared that she trotted behind Chu Feng. Such a scene was not something she could deal with.

“It didn’t say it was raining”

Dad Zhang looked at the sky and muttered in a low voice.

A loud breeze, a heavy rain fell rapidly, like the Milky Way above the nine heavens, breaking a big hole.

"Red Rain"

Xu Jiarong, who was hiding behind Chu Feng, exclaimed.

"It's blood"

Chu Feng supported a circular air circle that was ten feet high, isolating the blood rain falling from the sky outside.

"This is, what is this?"

Dad Zhang, who was covered in blood, had a look of horror on his face.

At the same time, exclamations of exclamations rang out in various parts of the village.

"How come it rains blood? God is angry"

"Retribution, retribution is here, retribution is here"

"The ancestors and the dealings with human traffickers finally angered God."

...

Chu Feng took Xu Jiarong and disappeared, and appeared in the Zhang family's house. Three little kids wearing open-crotch pants were lying on the ground, sticking out their delicate little butts, playing with mud.

It seems that you are as happy as you are.

"These are He Yuting's three children"

Xu Jiarong looked at the three children with complicated expressions.

A woman who was sold to the mountains by a human trafficker, raped, imprisoned, beaten, and had three children in five years. Should she love or hate her own children?

"It depends on them to resolve this crisis."

Chu Feng walked forward and fainted the three children. The little girl was handed over to He Yuting, and hugged the eldest and third brothers and walked outside.

"Stinky Taoist priest, what are you doing? Let go of my grandson and granddaughter?"

Dad Zhang, covered in blood, ran out from outside in a hurry, holding a shovel in his hand, looking extremely ferocious.

Chu Feng pointed to the sky, his tone was cold.

"He Yuting is back, she vows to kill everyone here."

Dad Zhang was stunned, and then snorted with disdain.

"That bitch turned into a ghost. I was not afraid of her. I asked her to come and find me. I sat down and asked her to kill her."

Chu Feng knew that he was angry that He Yuting had killed his wife and son, so he said nothing, and flashed with He Yuting and appeared at the entrance of the village.

At this time, blood rain was pouring in the sky, and all kinds of poultry were in chaos. Villagers hid under their eaves and looked out in horror.

"Master, look at the other side?"

Xu Jiarong, who was holding the little girl, turned pale.

Chu Feng looked up and saw dense corpses appearing on the road leading to the mountain village. Some of them were rotten and emitted a strong stench, while others were only bones left, making a creaking sound as they walked.

"Why are they all women?"

Xu Jiarong keenly discovered something unusual.

"This is a woman who has been abducted and trafficked into the mountains for a thousand years. They have been separated from their families for life, lost their freedom, and became a tool for childbirth. After their death, they all have an indesolate resentment in their hearts. Tonight, inspired by He Yuting, they crawled out of the grave and wanted to kill all their descendants."

Chu Feng looked sighing.

If I were not here today, these once pitiful women would become the most terrifying demons and turn this beautiful place into a hell on earth.

"They are all poor people"

When Xu Jiarong heard this, she was not afraid anymore, but instead felt a little sympathetic to these corpses.

"The poor people who are alive"

Chu Feng raised his hand and was about to destroy the corpses. After thinking about it, he put it down again.

If the people in this place don’t give a little painful memory, the future tragedy will continue.

Although the burly man said it before, because of inconvenient transportation and poor, no one married them, and the women here will not come back after they go out.

But this cannot be an excuse for them to engage in human trafficking.

In the bloody rain that blocked the sight, thousands of old corpses from mountain villages entered the mountain village and walked towards the same house.

The old corpse went home and asked for his life from his descendants.

Hysterical screams kept ringing.

The family closest to Chu Feng saw the body that would leave and hurriedly closed the door.

Five or six old corpses were wandering at the door of his house, emitting a sense of resentment.

Through the remnants of clothing, Chu Feng guessed that they came from different eras.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...
Chapter completed!