Chapter 24：

Jackal's roar.

Angrily resounded throughout the village.

It's too late to go. The thin and dead camel is bigger than the horse. Although the jackal is separated from the bone and skin, but it has been raised by the villagers for 100 years. You come to smash people's courts and raise people's cards. Can people watch you retreat? Of course it killed you.

"It was the ancestor, and the ancestor was furious."

"No, what is roaring, not the ancestor."

"The ancestral hall is on fire."

The villagers who were afraid of going out at night because they were afraid of going out at night, because of their ‘ancestors’, went to the square one by one with drums and drums and oil lamps. Some people shouted, “Fire fighting.”

But before he reached the square, he saw ghosts haunted, and a giant jackal roared in the sky above.

The villagers were terrified and shivering, and it was too late to retreat.

Everyone was involved in a phantom attack made by jackals.

"Why did Dad peel my skin, I hurt so much."

"It's a jackal."

"Grandma save me, will you give me your skin?"

...

Chen Caixing was also wrapped in fantasy, but he was not attacked by the skinny girl. Because of him, the 1V1 of the jackal is being surrounded by a black mist around the villagers and girls.

Can't get out, can only resist.

But he is just a pregnant woman.

Chen Caixing looked at the huge, greedy and murderous jackal spirit, and shed tears of sadness.

"Xiao Jiu, Ping An Fu you get it, rush out in a while." Chen Caixing began to trust.

"Sister, I don't want to go. I only have a sister. I want to be with my sister."

Obviously, it was a pill scene after the battle, and Xiao Jiu said so, there was a kind of sensational acting in fact. There was no danger at all. Chen Caixing: He was really scared.

Xiao Jiu, do you have any misunderstandings about your brother?

Forget it, don't go, I won't go. The jackal is about to run away first.

Chen Caixing hugged Yuan Jiuwan one by one and escaped the attack. Hearing the roar above his head, he came again! The claws scratched his hair, and there was a profit wind, with a **** stench, Chen Caixing turned around, and Yuan 90,000 in his arms fell out.

"Little Nine--"

"Sister be careful--"

The two spoke in unison, and at the same moment, the top of the head was shrouded in black mist, and the smell of water was dripping. Chen Caixing was overwhelmed, and did not see Yuan Jiuwan's body not far away flowing out of a pale color mixed with black mist, which poured into his body.

The jackal has a huge mouth and wants to swallow Chen Caixing.

'boom'!

Throughout the night, I didn't know what happened, and a burst of intense light erupted.

Everything is calm.

In the middle of the square, Chen Caixing fell to the ground, his stomach still radiating golden light, enveloped his body, wrapped in layers, and it seemed unexpectedly peaceful and safe in such a ghostly night.

Golden light.

Some people saw this scene in the square, and they all said shocking words in shock, and some even knelt down.

Chen Caixing hugged his stomach and fell into contemplation. The light was too strong just now. His eyes were blind and he could only close his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that his stomach leaked light-so this stomach is really the golden finger given to him by the game

Not to mention, it's quite gold.

"Sister, are you okay?" Yuan Jiuwan ran over and squatted beside Chen Caixing.

Chen Caixing recovered and sat up, "It's okay, it's just a little light leakage." After that, he responded and checked his brother's arm and leg, "Have you been injured?"

Yuan Jiuwan shook his head first, and after seeing Chen Caixing's eyes loosened, he nodded again, and said pitifully, "Sister, my arm is broken, and it hurts a little." He stretched out his white and fat arm and passed.

After searching for a long time, the baby's small nail cover was found on the elbow of the younger brother.

Chen Caixing stared at the wound and looked up at the younger brother again.

Yuan Jiuwan showed a pitiful expression. Chen Caixing thought that he could not compare the soft and tender young brother with the adult man. It is normal for children to be afraid of pain, so Chen Caixing whispered softly and said courageously: "Good nine does not hurt."

"Sister blowing, OK?"

Chen Caixing hesitated for half a second.

"Mother used to blow it before." Yuan Jiuwan felt wronged and helpless.

Chen Caixing made a decisive decision: "Blow, it must be blown, and my sister will blow it to Good Nine now."

The night dispersed, and the dawn of summer came early. The first touch of orange sunlight hit this village and fell on Chen Caixing's body. The light outlined Chen Caixing's figure. The other side was holding a little boy's arm, and his expression was tender and loving.

"...It seems that I really saw the Virgin." Mei Qing murmured in a low voice.

Newcomers and veterans arrived to see this scene. Li Xuan originally had a good impression of Chen Caixing, but was later disappointed. Seeing this scene today, she was in a trance, but this time it was not a relationship between men and women, but respect.

It's so sacred.

Until Chen Caixing spoke.

"What are you doing there?" Chen Caixing blew his younger brother's wound, and when he turned his head, he saw how many people were stunned, still unable to work?

Mei Qing walked over and helped Sister Yuan get up, pleading: "Sister, can you not speak?"

Chen Caixing raised his eyebrows and disgusted him?

"Let's, don't we want to pretend to be the Virgin?" Mei Qing's guilty anger, looking for a supplement, said: "It's not that you are bad, but gentle."

Chen Caixing: "Whose Madonna rules must be gentle?" However, he touched his hair and smiled with style.

One person:...

I want to fall in love.

Xia Ting sighed again that if she was the husband of Yuanxing, she would rather be bitten by her every day. This woman is too strong!

At dawn, the orange sun turned the square into red.

The villagers are here, noisy.

The villagers who didn’t come out last night hiding in the house saw the ancestral hall burned down, crying for the ground, headed by the little feet of the old lady, like a dead relative, howling around the beam at the end of the three days, gambling and cursing: "Who! Who burned Ancestral shrine!" followed a series of dialect scolding.

"...It must be these foreigners! They must have angered the ancestors." The little old lady's eyes turned to Chen Caixing, spitting and said fiercely: "It's her. Zha Yan killed her and used her blood to calm down the ancestors' anger."

"Yes, yes, these college students must be good.

"Burn them, burn them to death."

"Peel those women's skins and give them to the ancestors."

There were more and more people around the square, and they were going to burn outsiders. The person who came out to extinguish the flames at night stood on his knees and said, "Can't burn, it's the jackal that burned the ancestral hall."

"There are monsters in the village, she saved us."

"Yes, the jackal is about to tear us, and she alone saved me."

Later, the villagers did not come out, but they did hear the roar, but now they heard about the golden light, the villagers still did not believe it, and the little old lady even scolded: "You are crazy, what golden light, she is an unclean woman--"

"It’s true, it’s true, the willows rushed out so big jackals, I saw Xiaolan and Xiuxiu, they cried and said they were jackals, a ray of light, golden light, flowing out of her belly, she saved If we can’t burn, we should burn the jackal.”

"Yes, there are jackals under the willow."

The little-footed old lady was furious and scolded: "Fart, the willow is the spirit of the ancestor--"

Chen Caixing was impatient with this procrastinating progress. Although he did not know how there would be golden light, he had reached the point where he could cue himself to the top C position. So straightforwardly said: "Dig out and see if you know it."

"You can't dig, you can't dig!" The little foot lady fell down wildly under the willow tree, staring at Chen Caixing to think of chewing Chen Caixing's flesh and blood, and said fiercely: "Whoever dare to move the spirit of the ancestor, stepped over my body."

Chen Caixing: "Your request is very special, but it can also be met."

"Sister, really stepping over? Not so good, after all, an old lady." Mei Qing murmured softly.

Chen Caixing's eyes were cold, and he hanged his seven-year-old granddaughter, Xiaoya, to help the abuse. He didn't know how much blood was on his hands, and no humanity was a beast. He hooked his lips on the face, smiled slightly, supported his waist, and said, "It's okay, I'm pregnant, but I can fight."

Mei Qing: ...envy.

The whole village is divided into two factions. What didn’t come out was naturally to guard college students, with a fierce face, especially Zha Li, holding a **** in his hand and staring at Chen Caixing. "Dare you move my grandma to try it."

Chen Caixing is protected by those who have seen the golden light at night.

"Willow is really wrong, there are jackals, and the pregnant female students saved us."

The two sides face off. Someone shouted, "What about the village chief? Why didn't the village chief come?"

The crowd found that not only the head of the village, but also the few who were close to the head of the village. The old lady with little feet is still cursing Chen Caixing, and the words are vicious and unpleasant. Yuan Jiuwan stood behind Chen Caixing, a pair of Xinghe eyes coldly sweeping at each other, suddenly showing a smile.

"Guru Guru"-

The voice was crisp, and everyone was attracted to it. I saw that a broken altar suddenly rolled out of the burnt and ruined ancestral hall. It was dark and painted with spells. It made a loud sound on the blue stone board and went straight under the willow tree.

No one had time to react, and the jar was knocking on the head of the cursing old lady who was kneeling.

The little old lady passed out.

This scene is too weird, let alone the villagers, even Chen Caixing was stunned.

"Yes, is the ancestor showing spirits?" asked some villagers with a spit.

From Jinguang to now, there are more problematic things. Chen Caixing had no choice but to temporarily suppress his doubts. Now he hears that his ancestors wanted to hit people. Can you think of anything but the ancestors!

"It's the Virgin Mary." Mei Qingfu shouted to the soul.

The villagers are at a loss, what is the Virgin? But what happened last night, looking at Chen Caixing's stomach, thinking of the golden light, one by one looked at Chen Caixing's eyes to show respect and worship, and some even kneeled on the ground.

"Dig." Chen Caixing said simply.

Someone started this time, a few men pulled away the little old lady who fainted, digging towards the willow. The willow branches twitched and threatened, and several people stopped to look at Chen Caixing and dared not start.

After all, one hundred years.

"Sister." Yuan Jiuwan took Chen Caixing's hand.

Chen Caixing had more amulets in his hands, and he didn’t say much. The pretending wind pressed the palm of the Ping An amulet on the tree and said coldly, "This time, if you don’t dig, you will wait for the jackal to eat it all. village."

Several people did not hesitate and went down, but this time the big tree didn't move.

The tree has been rooted deeply for a hundred years, until the sun soars and falls.

"There is really something under the tree."

"Yes, a Buddha statue."

"It doesn't look like a Buddha statue, it's so evil."

The original statue of a little Buddha has changed. The dirt is stained with black paint, and his eyes are greedy and evil, full of murderousness. People are uncomfortable.

"Yeah, there are words under this jar."

Xia Ting spoke in due course, the villagers were a few steps away from the Buddha statue and the jar, and surrounded by the city, they were illiterate, "What did you write?"

"That thing rolled out of the ancestral hall, it must be the ancestor's indication."

Return ancestors.

After Xia Ting finished reading the words under the jar, everyone was quiet, his expression mixed with unbelief.

"You, you mean, there is no ancestor, it's all the monsters made by the jackal."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. The ancestor wanted a sage, and my family Xiu Xiu went with the ancestor, not to feed the jackal."

Chen Caixing glanced and said unbelief, "Unbelief? Then this Jackal Buddha put it in your house, how well you are with your ancestors day and night."

"No!" The man shook his head violently.

Everyone seeks profits and avoids harm. The statue of Jackal Buddha has a problem of seeping people at a glance. Everyone believes in seven, seven or eight, but if there is no excuse, there will be no shame for the murderer who took the initiative to send the saint. .

"Why, what about this thing?" The timid woman asked Chen Caixing carefully.

Chen Caixing glanced at her head and looked down in fear. She remembered that she was a saint-no, it was a daughter eaten by a jackal. She had nothing to say in her heart. There was a frosty face on her face. Dazed.

"Pick up the peach wood and burn it."

"The ancestral hall was pushed too." Chen Caixing swept the circle and saw someone hesitate on his face, understatement: "The jackal is dead, without it, it controls the girls who were sent by you to make lanterns and peeled skin. You have to cover it. The ancestral hall is good. At night, the girls happened to find their own homes and went back to talk to you about the relationship between father and mother."

Everyone was so scared that they were too trembling to speak again.

Chen Caixing cares little for the Virgin Mary, which is cruel and ruthless. In this way, the villagers didn’t dare to put one fart. When their beliefs collapsed and they were in a state of confusion, no one would shout: "It’s not good anymore, the village head is dead, who hangs his skin on his house, The blood is drained."

Called several male names again.

This man was not convinced that a pregnant woman was the master of their village and wanted to find the head of the village. As a result, when she entered, she was so frightened that the village chief died so badly.

"How did you die?"

"Jackal killed?"

"God, how can this live?"

"Ancestor--"

"Call a fart ancestor. The ancestor is the jackal that killed people. You dare to call it."

The scared cry was like a chicken with a pinched neck, and the atmosphere suddenly dared not come out.

Everyone looked at Chen Caixing again. Chen Caixing knew that it was Xiao Fang’s revenge last night. He pretended not to know, and let the villagers throw the pot to the jackal. You are ready to confess your sins, or you will wait for the family to reminisce in the evening."

The whole village suddenly fell into a panic.

The girl who was once peeled to make a lantern is back?

No, no, it was the jackal that killed him. Go find him.

Someone spit at the willow tree, screamed in tongues, and clamored to burn the tree to avenge their daughter. Others shouted in confusion: "My house is gone, but last night it was gone. It was the **** jackal that harmed my house."

"My tiger son is gone."

The village was crying and screaming for a time, and it was like a tragedy on earth.

Chen Caixing was very interested, and took Xiao Jiu back to lunch. A few people from Mei Qing followed, and curiously asked me what happened at night, "...It's too smooth, neither the pictures I painted with Lu Zhou were useful."

It is useless to prepare a belly-washing bag.

The three of Li Xuan thought that Chen Caixing still had props in his hand. After all, Chen Caixing and his brother were very generous at first glance, and concealing their strength in the game world was also a strategy.

"No way, who would make the parents look beautiful." Chen Caixing casually, looking down at his swollen belly, thinking of the golden light, is it true that he is really the Mother of God?

But he is a man.

It’s the kind of man who won’t get pregnant!