My master is Uncle Jiu

The ancestors of the past generations had training, and when the ancestors went out of the customs, they had to strike the gong nine times to notify the villagers to come to greet them, so after Lao Xu heard the sound of the gong, he immediately rushed over when he heard the wind, not to mention that he was in the ancestral hall just now, so he was naturally the first to come first.

But I am not sure whether it is the ancestor who came out of the customs.

After all, waiting for this day, the villagers of Laohuai Village have been waiting for hundreds of years, and they have been waiting for generations.

The sudden sound of the gong sounded in disbelief.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

The gong striker nodded hurriedly, "The speed is over, and you are ready to welcome the ancestor out of the customs."

As the sound of gongs continued to sound, the number of villagers who came to the ancestral hall suddenly became more and more.

In the blink of an eye, thirty or forty came.

They were all middle-aged men, and there were young people in their twenties.

There are also a few gray-haired old guys.

When they learned that their ancestors were going to leave the customs, they were all very excited, and even the villagers had tears of excitement on their faces.

However.

They knelt down in front of the stone cave and waited for their ancestors to come out.

"Why is he here?"

Some of the villagers noticed me and stood at the window of the main hall with a hostile face.

"Ignore him."

Dog Erdan opened his mouth and said: "It is important to welcome the ancestor out of the customs now. "

Huh?"

Everyone nodded, staring at the cave with bated breath.

The attitude is very respectful.

Stampede - the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the stone cave, and in the dark stone cave, the corpse qi was billowing and surging, constantly overflowing from the stone cave.

The corpse's breath was cold and biting, brushing over the villagers, and some of them shivered with cold.

But.

They looked at the cave and had no fear.

They all looked forward to it, and there was only an excited and excited look in their eyes.

Roar!

At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly sounded in the stone cave, shaking the stone cave.

But the voice was terrible, like the roar of a beast.

When the villagers heard this, they were suddenly startled, and some of their faces turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"It's... This is the voice of the ancestors?

"Why does it sound demonic?"

"Shut up!"

An old man glared and spoke, and then said: "The old ancestor has been cultivating in the stone cave for hundreds of years, and he has never spoken, and now that he is out of the customs, his voice is naturally hoarse, and it is normal to become different." "

Well, why didn't you see the old village chief?"

"The old village chief was sacrificed alive."

Gou Erdan opened his mouth and said: "It is because the old village chief is willing to be sacrificed alive for the sake of the old ancestor that the old ancestor was released from the customs ahead of schedule."

"For the sake of your ancestors, would you rather sacrifice yourself?"

When the villagers listened, they all showed admiration and sighed to themselves.

"The old village chief is so righteous that he wants to record his affairs in the family tree."

There was a gray-haired old man who said very seriously: "Let the descendants of our Song family learn this kind of dedication to Xi Song family."

"That's right, the old village chief is a role model for my generation!"

Listening to their discussions, they all looked serious, and I almost couldn't help but laugh.

This group of villagers in Laohuai Village, Tema is a group of drama spirits.

And he was too deep into the play, and even he was deceived.

It's really stupid.

At this moment, under the expectation of all the villagers, their ancestor finally walked out of the stone cave.

He was very burly and wore a shabby robe.

It's still red.

The ancestor of the Song family in Laohuai Village, during the Kangxi period, was a eunuch who served Kangxi, and he was a high-ranking person, so he naturally wore a red robe.

But.

This ancestor of the Song family, who has lived for hundreds of years, is not an immortal who has successfully cultivated immortal arts.

It's a statue.

His hair was disheveled, his wrinkled face was green, his eyes were cold and glowing green, two sharp fangs were exposed at the corners of his mouth, and his complexion was green.

There is no doubt that the ancestor of Laohuai Village is a green zombie.

The limbs of the green zombie are stiff, and he can only rely on jumping to walk, but after cultivating to the green zombie, the speed is very fast.

Not afraid of livestock, but afraid of the sun.

Therefore, the ordinary green zombie, although it has good lethality, can be killed by ordinary cultivators.

However, this green zombie has cultivated hundreds of times.

Looking at the very strong corpse aura on his body, I knew that it was not comparable to the ordinary green stiffness.

It's just a high-level green zombie.

It is estimated that in a few years, there will be enough blood to break through to the king realm.

The mink chan I killed at the beginning was in the realm of the king.

And the villagers of Laohuai Village, looking at the ancestors in their eyes at this moment, were dumbfounded one by one.

Blue-faced fangs?

What the hell is this?

Even if you've never eaten pork, you've seen pigs run.

The legend, naturally, has been heard.

The green-faced fangs are the standard, and the ancestors who came out of the customs are the appearance of blue-faced fangs, where is the slightest point, like a successful cultivation of immortal arts and the appearance of becoming an immortal?

"It's... Our ancestors are like this? "

It's clearly a zombie!" One of the villagers was muttering in fear, trembling, and trembling with fear.

Most of the villagers also had a big change in their faces, and their eyes were full of fear.

It's really panicked.

The image of the ancestors can be said to have been fantasized by them countless times.

Since it is an immortal, it must be something in the fairy wind path.

After the results really came out, it was not at all like what they imagined, it was simply different.

The green face has fangs, a hideous face, and the corpse is also very heavy.

This is a proper demon.

"Don't talk nonsense."

A middle-aged man said: "My ancestors have been in retreat for hundreds of years, and there is no place to wash this face, and it is normal if the face is abnormal.

"But the fangs are growing." One of the villagers whispered.

"What are you muttering about?"

The old man at the head glared at the villagers, "Welcome the old ancestor." "

Welcome to the ancestors!"

The villagers recovered from their fear, trembling and shouting in unison.

Then they all kowtowed.

And their ancestors, standing still and not speaking.

He looked at them with blazing eyes and expressionless faces.

But in his eyes, he is swallowing a fierce light.

Then, he slowly bent down, reached out his palm, and landed on the shoulder of a villager in front of him.

And the fingers of that palm, the nails are sharp and long.

The villager raised his head, looked directly at the green stiffness, swallowed his saliva, and said with a worried face: "Ancestor, we are your descendants. "

Looking at the villagers, they didn't speak.

This old guy, although he is only a high-level green zombie, has not fully evolved his mind.

Is it impossible to expect it to speak?

Only bloodthirsty skills.

Looking at the villager, Lu Zhuang grabbed his shoulder, lifted the villager up with a slight force, and immediately opened his bloody mouth, revealing the sharp fangs, and hit the villager's neck with a bang.

Seeing this, the villager was dumbfounded.

The other villagers were also dumbfounded.