Village Building Order Frenzy

Zhang Yang thinks that he is actually a very kind person, and he is very tolerant, and he is only a little bit short of being called the Holy Mother of Zhang.

Or Zhang Shenggong.

So he didn't want to make things difficult for anyone in Hei Niu Village, and he was even selfless, getting rid of an evil ghost for them regardless of pay.

Even the people in Hei Niu Village have long been planning to kill him and feed the ghosts.

"Well, they are all poor people, so I will forgive you and say what you want."

Zhang Yang had a pitiful expression on his face. Standing opposite him were the head of Niujiao Village and seven village elders, one Supreme Elder—the spirit seat.

"It's okay to cooperate, but you must teach your Nine Layers Mountain Sword Power in its original form, not the foolish thing yesterday. In addition, what spell you used to alarm the three Yin drums last night is also included." Hand it over, then I am willing to give you the position of village chief."

Niujiao had a gloomy and authentic face, this was the sincerity they showed overnight.

"So, you didn't believe in the sword power I taught from the beginning? You even wanted to kill me because of it?"

Zhang Yang frowned, with a strange expression on his face.

"Hmph! Although we are people in the wilderness, we also know the goods!"

"Then there is no other way. What I taught you yesterday is indeed the Nine Layers Mountain Sword Power. You don't believe it, haha! Interesting, this is not sincere."

Zhang Yang's face became serious, these hateful guys actually didn't give him the chance to be Zhang Shenggong, they really deserve to be punished, they can be killed!

"Ahem! Maybe we have another way to cooperate." An old voice suddenly sounded, but it came from the spiritual seat of the Supreme Elder in Heiniu Village. At this moment, Zhang Yang didn't feel anything. And the elders of the other six villages all changed their expressions drastically.

The next moment, accompanied by a violent cough, an old figure gradually emerged, somewhat familiar, it was the drowsy old man that Zhang Yang saw in front of the ancestral hall yesterday when he was wandering around.

"The unfilial sons and grandchildren have met their uncle!"

"Unworthy descendants pay respects to grandpa!"

Hulala, not only Niujiao and others, but even the surrounding villagers knelt down in a large area.

But the old man who didn't know whether he was a man or a ghost ignored him, he just stared at Zhang Yang with his cloudy old eyes, and said slowly: "I have been dead for two hundred and forty-nine years. Guling is only for the protection of future generations and the continued development of the village."

"The world is hard. Our ancestors fought through the thorns and thorns in the wilderness, and succeeded one after another, just to continue the blood of future generations. In the process, we have prayed to the gods and gods in the sky, and we have also been believers of evil spirits. We have enshrined demon heads and sacrificed to ghosts. family, and even sacrificed their lives to seek the law from the immortals, we have tried all kinds of methods, our request is very simple, that is, we can survive."

"But this simplest request is an extravagant hope. The gods have never responded to us. The evil spirits almost wiped out our clan. The devil and the ghost clan all have bad intentions. Your statement that if you are not my race, your heart must be different is too correct gone."

"As for the high-ranking immortals, they treat us like ants."

"After learning from the pain, we realized one thing, that is, it is better to ask for others than ourselves! So our ancestors created the Sanyin Drum, firstly to accommodate the souls of all the dead clansmen, and secondly to protect the villages of descendants. So far, we have lived A decent self."

"Nowadays, the descendants are ignorant and naively think that the Sanyin Drum can deter the village ghost forever, and even be deceived by it and forget the ancestral precepts. The old man sees it but has no choice, because the village ghost has even been so powerful that it threatens the three ghosts. The genitals themselves."

"That's why last night when you made a sudden attack, the old man immediately beat the Sanyin Drum as the Drum Spirit. Fortunately, the village ghost who was about to lose control was finally beheaded. This is really the great fortune of this village!"

"The old man's appearance today is of course to punish his unfilial descendants, but the most important thing is to thank you benefactor!"

When the old man said this, he really trembled and wanted to salute Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang didn't say a word, he accepted this gift, but the most important thing was that he wasn't sure whether to believe it, or even if he believed it, he wasn't sure what he would do next.

"Unworthy children and grandchildren, you are so embarrassing to the old man, you are not qualified to be village chiefs and elders anymore, you should become drum spirits!"

The old man who was still senile before was extremely vicious at this moment, Zhang Yang only heard the sound of three yin drums, and the horns and the other seven people turned into skins, and the wind blew and turned into pieces all over the sky.

It was the three yin drums that sucked their flesh and blood, leaving only their souls.

Even at this moment, before Niu Jiao and the other seven people realized what happened, their souls just stood there blankly.

It took a long time before I screamed.

The Supreme Elder ignored them, and said to Zhang Yang: "Mr. Engong must also know the power of sleepless nights. In the past few years, my unworthy descendants have been able to survive safely by relying on that village ghost. But this year is no matter what. If you can't get through it, or even if you survive the sleepless night, the village ghost will immediately turn back and slaughter the whole village, old and young!"

"So, benefactor, please don't doubt the sincerity of the old man. If benefactor wants to be the village head, this person will be given to you immediately. If you don't want to do it, as long as benefactor can help the village through this sleepless night, then just ask. Within the ability, the village will meet the needs of benefactor."

Zhang Yang looked at the old man, and said in his heart that this was full of sincerity, and he was sure that he couldn't refuse, after all, Zhang Yang didn't want to face it alone during those sleepless nights.

"Okay, I don't need the position of village head, but we can cooperate with each other this time, and I will definitely do my best, not for anything else, just to save my life!"

"Happy!" The old man praised, this is right, it's about their own fate, no one will be sloppy, and they won't play any tricks.

Next, the old man settled for the successor village head and several village elders as quickly as possible, Zhang Yang was one of them, and this time he did not refuse.

The new village head is Niudou, a strong man in his thirties, one eye is normal black, and the other eye is as red as blood.

And Niudou's first sentence made Zhang Yang dare not underestimate it.

"Outsider, I don't know why you came to Heituyuan, but before you, I know a total of seventeen outlanders appeared in Heituyuan, and nine of them died directly, but there are still eight A foreigner walked out of the black soil."

"I don't know where they all went, but I was a guide for one of them, and I found some amazing things from his behavior and words. For example, he wanted to establish a sect of cultivating immortals in a whimsical way."

"I thought it was a joke at first, but now, as the village head, I have the responsibility to find a better way out for the future destiny of the village. So, outsider, if our Hei Niu Village is willing to be protected by you, you will stay Come down and establish a sect of cultivating immortals in Heituyuan?"