The black mass was obviously rioting, and cyclones were swirling in the air.
Jian Fan raised his eyebrows like an old ghost and took a few steps back silently.
"After the people of Chen Village died, their souls could not go to the underworld due to strong resentment.
In order to take revenge, they began to tear Xu Xiuqin's soul apart.
The soul was torn apart, then slowly spliced itself back together, and was torn apart again the next year.
Year after year One year.
It’s about a hundred years ago.
Oh, you don’t know, it’s 2155.
Time flies.”
"There has always been a legend in Qizhuang that every winter night, there will be women in the eastern suburbs calling for help, but no one who goes to the eastern suburbs on winter nights has ever come back.
Oh, there have been corpses floating back, and the river is merciful.
By the way, you guys Don’t you know what Qizhuang is?
Qizhuang was not originally called Qizhuang, it was called Chenxiang.
After the Great Patriotic War, it was originally intended to be renamed Jizhuang to commemorate it.
Later, the government divided Chenxiang into Xixiang.
Those who want to remember this section will naturally remember it.
"Xu Xiuqin forgot that she had caused Chen Xiang to die.
Every time her soul was attracted to Chen Xiang by fate, she regarded herself as the victim every time.
But if someone really came to save her, she would take this person with her.
Isn't it very unethical to go on the road of having their souls torn apart to reduce their own pain?
Those who are more lucky, their bodies fall into the water and float back upstream, and are blessed by the river god with a peaceful face; those who are unlucky, their life span is not over.
The soul is gone, leaving only the body to endure life and death.”
"Zhu Sanniang said that you drove away all the ghosts here, but you are afraid of the Chenxiang people.
It was you who killed them.
You should be afraid of them by nature."
"Evil obstacle" Jian Fan suddenly shouted, and his resentment dispersed in fright, revealing a woman named Xu Xiuqin who could not move, was half-clothed, and even had almost no limbs.
"Do you admit that you were wrong?"
Although Xu Xiuqin's eyes were bleeding, they were filled with black mist, and even the whites of her eyes were invisible.
She stood up tremblingly, hunched over, and glared fiercely in the direction of Jian Fan.
See, even ghosts bully the weak and fear the strong.
She didn't glare at the Chen Xiangren on the other side, but she hated Jian Fan, who was alone and looked very weak.
The scar is healed and the pain is forgotten.
"It seems that you have not thought of your fault."
Jian Fan shook his head, his head drooping.
She had to do it again, it was really tiring her little bones.
She took out her copper coin sword from her waist and pointed the sword tip straight at Xu Xiuqin with arrogance.
"When I call you aunt, I really call you young.
If you don't repent, you'll have to get beaten up.
Hey.
Being beaten is a disease, and you need to cure it."
Xu Xiuqin remained silent.
She lost her humanity and allowed herself to be swallowed up by resentment.
Like a ferocious beast, she stared closely at Jian Fan, who was also motionless.
Suddenly, she moved.
The strong resentment that had accumulated for a hundred years finally burst out, hitting like a violent storm.
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The Chen Xiang people on the side took a step back unconsciously.
There is a fundamental difference between beasts and humans.
"Wow, the evil girl is as fierce as a tiger, Ananda, come on."
Jian Fan rushed to Rong Nan's side.
She had just recovered from the tomb-in-tomb-in-tomb commission when she caught a cold again.
Her health was so bad that she could only pose to scare ghosts.
It's better to give this old ghost a job like a thug.
Ghosts fight ghosts, they are the same species after all.
Rong Nan let out a "heh", but couldn't hear what it meant.
He didn't even move.
He glanced over and saw that the resentful woman who was rushing towards her was going back and forth from where she was in every minute, and then she lay back in the center of the square, appearing.
A happy "big" font comes.
Jian Fan laughed heartily.
Xu Xiuqin whimpered and curled up on the ground, clenching her teeth tightly, her dark eyes always looking in the direction of Jian Fan, she completely turned into an evil ghost.
From the looks of it, she was going to fight Jian Fan until death.
Jian Fan didn't react at all, after all, he was used to it.
Rong Nan frowned unhappily.
He didn't like others looking at Jian Fan with such dangerous eyes.
He stretched out his hand and waved violently in the direction of Xu Xiuqin.
A stone door suddenly appeared behind Xu Xiuqin.
There was no movement in the stone door.
An iron chain as thick as an adult's arm shot out from the door, tightly wrapped around Xu Xiuqin's eyes, and dragged Xu Xiuqin into the stone door.
After a "plop", the stone door closed and disappeared.
Jian Fan was stunned, stopped suddenly in the middle of his laughter, and burped.
Ananda threw Xu Xiuqin into the Wangchuan River.
What should Zhou Tiansheng do?
Zhou Tiansheng's breath was cut off at this point.
"Ananda" "Xiao Fanfan, you ask the same thing about Chen Xiangren.
I don't do random things."
Rong Nan quickly excused himself for his actions.
He pretended to be calm and pointed at the two hundred or so ghosts standing at one side.
Jian Fan heard it, yes, it makes sense.
She nodded stupidly, and Rong Nan took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.
Seeing that Xu Xiuqin, her enemy, finally got the retribution she deserved, she fell into the Wangchuan River and lost her soul, completely becoming the nourishment of Manjushahua.
The ghosts in the whole village let go of their resentments.
The black smoke dissipated, and the small bridges and flowing water gradually came into view.
The moonlight softly sprinkled down, illuminating every damaged brick and black tile, peacefully.
Although desolate, this is the real Jiangnan water town.
"After today, this place will also be occupied by others."
Jian Fan's sigh was lost in the sound of water, and she suddenly clapped hard, "Young and old men, I have seen that your grievances have disappeared, but because of the burden on your body, I have killed many people, and it is impossible to reincarnate immediately.
I will send you all to the underworld before dawn, and you will be judged by the underworld.
Don’t worry, go there with peace of mind.”
A group of people, old and young, looked at each other and knelt down towards Jian Fan with a tacit understanding.
More than two hundred mouths opened their mouths at the same time, babbling, making Jian Fan's brain half fried.
She quickly waved her hand, and the bronze bell flew out of her pocket, "Dang, Dang, Dang."
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The sound of the bell was deafening, with an aura of majesty, and the ripples visible to the naked eye rippled out in circles, and suddenly this The world is quiet.
The ripples did not harm the kneeling people, but instead pulled them up from the ground as they passed by.
"It's the year 2155.
This kind of thing has long been out of the way in the Dragon Kingdom, so don't be nostalgic."
Old God Jian Fan was saying, shaking his head like an old gentleman in school.
"Oh, by the way, do you know this person?
He's probably one of the unlucky ghosts who were torn to pieces by you."
Jian Fan took out Zhou Tiansheng's photo from his pocket and deliberately enlarged it and projected it in mid-air to let the ghosts see clearly. .
An old man asked a few questions among the ghosts.
He took a few steps forward and the villagers looked at him.
He bowed to Jian Fan, "Daughter, I am the mayor of Chen Township.
We really have no impression of this man.
I'm sorry, I can't help you."
The villagers also bowed to Jian Fan.
"Town chief, I have seen this man."
A small voice rang out, and Jian Fan's eyes lit up
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