As long as Fairy Meng kills Xuan Qing and eliminates harm for the people, and then forces her to leave Yizhuang in the name of righteousness, she can naturally claim the merit tree as her own.

Thinking of this, the village chief didn't want to wait any longer.

Tell someone to break down the door.

A villager took a deep breath and walked to the gate of Yizhuang with a look of awe.

Normally, they all knew that this was Fairy Meng's residence and would never dare to offend easily.

After all, the village's difficult and complicated diseases, annual prayers for rain, and children's diseases are all inseparable from Fairy Meng. Even though she does not often appear in the village, her prestige is extremely high.

He looked back at the villagers and the village chief’s encouraging eyes.

Finally, the villagers gritted their teeth, plucked up the courage, and banged their fists on the gate.

However, to everyone's surprise, this fist hit the door, and the door of Yizhuang was actually pushed open.

"Buzz...yaaaah..."

The heavy and dilapidated wooden door made a grinding sound, and it was pitch dark inside the Yizhuang, without even a ray of light.

Everyone was startled, the gate of Yizhuang was usually locked tightly, but why was it opened so easily today.

Not to mention this villager, even the village chief himself was surprised.

After thinking about it, he simply took the torch and said, "Go in and take a look."

After saying that, he walked into Yizhuang. It was a dark and windy night, and there was not even a ray of moonlight in the sky.

When the torch shined, he saw that the Yizhuang was completely dark, with coffins placed everywhere.

It was indescribably cold and terrifying. If everyone hadn't been together, I'm afraid they would have run away by now if they were timid.

"who!"

Suddenly, someone screamed and saw a black figure sitting in the corner.

Everyone hurriedly raised the torches and took a look. Under the light of the fire, they saw a person sitting in the corner. It was none other than Xuan Qing.

At this time, Xuan Qing was sitting in the corner, holding a blood-stained rag in one hand and carefully wiping the spear in his hand.

There was no trace of surprise on his face at the arrival of everyone.

"Xuan Qing!"

After an old man recognized Xuan Qing, he stared, held up his crutch, walked forward tremblingly, pointed at Xuan Qing's nose and cursed:

"Beast, you beast, everyone in your family died back then. I gave you a mouthful of porridge because I felt sorry for you, but you actually did such a beastly thing!"

Although they know that Xuan Qing is not a kind person, after all, the villagers have watched him grow up, and Xuan Qing's friendly and sunny demeanor makes everyone not too afraid of him.

What's more, I am so angry at the moment that I can't care about so much at the moment.

Another village woman from the Orion family, who lost her husband, was filled with resentment when she saw Xuan Qing.

"You grew up wearing our hundreds of clothes and eating hundreds of meals. The people in the village have no kindness to you. You don't want to repay, and you actually collude with the demons to cause harm to the village. You are really not a human being."

If there is one, then there are two. A group of people came forward and pointed at Xuan Qing and cursed.

The village chief, who was originally standing at the front, looked at the dark room around him, but his heart couldn't help but feel a bit, and a bad premonition came to him.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, he quietly stepped back.

At this time, someone saw that Xuan Qing still refused to retaliate, so they became bolder and rushed forward to grab Xuan Qing's collar.

"You're a heartless thing, just like your master. Fairy Meng, I don't think she's anywhere near clean. Tell me, where is she! I want... poof!!"

Before the villager finished speaking, a cold light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and his huge head was spinning for a moment.

Blood spurted out from the wound and splashed on the faces of the surrounding villagers. In the cold winter, people could clearly feel that the blood was so hot.

In an instant, everyone suddenly fell silent.

I saw an ax appearing in Xuan Qing's other hand.

The blood was stained on the ax head and steaming in the air.

"Haha, a hundred families' food, a hundred families' clothes... I eat the rotten rice you threw away, wear those rags that can't even cover the wind, and still be ridiculed by you every day, you are worthy of saying this to me!"

Xuan Qing's voice was very cold, and he stood up slowly, holding an ax and a spear.

Those cold eyes swept over him, instantly making everyone's hearts tremble.

"Since my master moved here, you have been coming here every now and then for serious or minor illnesses, and that's fine.

My master lives in Yizhuang, where he takes in corpses and saves the souls of the dead. However, he still has to pay a large sum of money to the village every year, and you are still threatening her by saying that you want to take back Yizhuang.

You all want to come here to make a fuss over trivial matters. Isn't it because Yizhuang is in your village, and you think my master, an outsider, has taken advantage of your village?"

Xuan Qing stepped forward to question, while the villagers stepped back.

It was as if there was a wild beast standing in front of me.

An old man sat down on the ground. He looked at Xuan Qing who was getting closer and closer. He was extremely scared and screamed: "Xuan Qing, what are you going to do? Fairy Meng...Fairy Meng...Meng..."

"Buzz!!"

Xuan Qing's spear was suddenly raised, and the tip of the spear penetrated the old man's throat, causing his screams to stop abruptly.

"puff!"
Chapter completed!