"Old woman, I was born with nobility, so it is fitting that you become my blood food and nourish my blood servants! I have never taken Xiaolongyin Village seriously!"
"You bastards deserve to die. Only great cultivators are qualified to live in this world!"
boom!
A bolt of lightning struck on a dark rainy night.
It illuminates the figure on the window paper.
He raised a deadly machete high and was about to chop it off at the head in front of him!
Jiang Shengxiang's expression changed drastically, he burst in through the door and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Xie Cultivator, let go of my mother!!!"
Several people in front of him were stunned at the same time.
The sharp sword drawn by Jiang Shengxiang was just a hair away from landing on Yao Ranran's face.
"...Fairy Ran Ran?"
Jiang Shengxiang's face was full of astonishment.
A slender white jade finger tentatively reached out, gently turning away the sharp blade in front of him.
Yao Ranran let out a breath to the left.
It was so dangerous, I was almost killed by my friend!
Xiao Rong's eyes widened, she jumped up and patted his sword, giving him a slap on the head, "Xiao Jiang, what are you doing?!"
Jiang Shengxiang's head was buzzing as he looked at his mother sitting on the wooden chair. He moved his eyes to the side and saw that his head had turned into a strange, red and swollen face. He could only be roughly identified by his clothes.
He is a cultivator.
Now he understands everything!
The deadly machete on the window paper turned out to be just the vine stretched out by the little banyan tree...
Facing the gazes focused on him, Jiang Shengxiang swallowed his saliva, suddenly scratched his head and laughed: "Hahaha...you must have been fooled by me! I'm kidding everyone!"
"Look at you, you are so serious! Hahaha..."
My head almost split in half. Is this just a joke?
Yao Ranran touched his flawless face, thankful that he was just a rookie monk.
Xiao Rong's extremely serious face suddenly changed, and she uttered one word in a measured tone: "Oh~"
"It turned out to be a joke! You are so funny~ Hahaha! You fooled us all!"
Jiang Shengxiang wiped his hands in cold sweat, but Mr. Rong gave him face. Let’s get this matter over with as soon as possible!
"Xiang'er, this is the chief culprit who has destroyed every village in the country!" Grandma Zhang said excitedly. She stepped forward with a cane and slapped the red and swollen man.
"Bah! You bastards will only waste food while you are alive. It is I who gave you a chance to be reborn!" The man glared at her resentfully.
Snap!
Another slap came over.
Grandma Zhang was so emotional that she trembled all over: "Li Dabao, I finally remembered! The village chief's son once mentioned your family's affairs to me. The Li family has a son, whom he respects as Dabao. Dabao is thirteen, and he sells his sister for honor!"
"It's so pitiful that such a good girl, Da Ya, has been serving you for half her life, and in the end she was almost sold to a widower with a broken leg!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
Grandma Zhang's words awakened the female ghost next to her.
She let out a pitiful cry, and her eyes were hollow with two lines of blood and tears.
Grandma Zhang looked stunned and said in disbelief: "Could it be...could it be that you are Da Ya?"
"Daya...Daya...it turns out that I am Daya..." the bound female ghost murmured.
Yao Ranran's eyebrows knitted together. This person was so cruel that he made his own sister into a blood servant. Then who was Gui Wu who was killed last time...
She suddenly thought of a possibility, stared into Li Dabao's unrepentant eyes and said, "Is the ghost Wu who stayed in Longyin Village to cause trouble, your biological father?"
When Xiaorong and the three of them heard this, they were shocked at the same time.
Li Dabao laughed without fear of death, "Yes, my father, mother, and Da Ya have all become my blood servants! It's a pity that my mother is a waste without spiritual roots and cannot be reused, so she was lost long ago.
Life, otherwise I have formed a golden elixir!"
Grandma Zhang was so angry that she was shaking all over, "Those are your biological parents! How could you do it?!"
Li Dabao glanced at her disdainfully, "I didn't do it, it was their own free will! I was born to value my life, and my parents should pave the way for me!"
"Dad, dad said it!" Da Ya, who was unconscious, suddenly said a few words: "My little brother, life is precious... We must help him sit on the throne... He is a rare genius... Life is precious... Life is precious...
expensive!"
throne?
Is there a throne in your family that you want to inherit?
"Don't think that your family can have wishful thinking just because it's dark!"
When he saw Li Dabao with a swollen pig-headed face and a proud smile on his lips, Yao Ranran knocked down with her fist, and Li Dabao rolled his eyes and fainted.
It was visible to the naked eye that there was a crater in his head.
Grandma Zhang glanced over, her eyes almost falling out.
Hey, boy, what are these fairy fists made of?
Xiaorong and Jiang Shengxiang stood next to each other in tacit understanding, swallowing their fearful saliva.
"Da Ya is innocent, Li Dabao must die!"
Yao Ranran immediately made a decision.
Jiang Shengxiang said quickly: "Fairy Ran Ran, I have a way to make Daya reincarnate!"
He ran into his room, dug under the bed for a moment, then put a stack of books on the table.
"What is this?" Yao Ranran and the other three raised their heads curiously.
Jiang Shengxiang flipped through the pages and found an old yellow book, and said happily: "This is it! This is the Book of Transcendence that I dug out from under the Taoist master's bed after the decline of the Taishang Taoist Sect! There is also a page of resentment in it.
I don’t know if this technique can really be used!”
As Jiang Shengxiang spoke, he handed Yao Ranran the spell of resentment contained in the book.
"The art of resentment: stick this talisman on the forehead of the punished. The user can meditate on the reincarnation of the punished. It requires extremely powerful thoughts..."
When Yao Ranran saw this, she couldn't see the rest.
The art of resentment is a little incomplete.
She stuck it on Li Dabao's forehead.
"Try it. If it works, Li Dabao will be punished for life. If it doesn't work, there doesn't seem to be any impact..."
Yao Ranran closed her eyes.
Jiang Shengxiang and Xiaorong looked at each other and seemed to understand.
They all hope that Li Dabao pays the price for the dead villagers!
The three of them looked at Yao Ranran intently.
Several thoughts flashed through her mind before she closed her eyes, but only one thought stayed in her mind after closing her eyes.
Doesn’t he pride himself on his precious life? Then give him a precious life!
In the village that no one noticed, little bits of light floated from all directions and condensed in the sky above their rooftops.
After Yao slowly opened her eyes, Li Dabao's soul suddenly floated out.
He stared with extreme fear and opened his mouth but could not say a word.
Jiang Shengxiang and the other three were overjoyed: "Success!"
Three months later.
Luoyang County.
When the epidemic hit, meat prices skyrocketed.
Ten new lives were born in the noisy and crowded pig pen.
Among them was a proud white pig, which kicked several piglets next to it with its four hooves and was beaten by the pigs.
The white pig's eyes were filled with anger, and he groaned: "I am the king of pigs, all you stupid pigs, get out of the way! I can only drink milk!"
A severe beating and stampede occurred quickly.
The proud white pig fell to the ground, its body covered with hoof prints.
Until a bright yellow liquid awakened it.
Sweet yet saucy.
It opened its eyes and saw its past life in a hazy state.
At that time, it was not a pig that valued its life.
There was a couple who doted on him, and a sister who took special care of him.