Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Boom, boom, boom...

The sky, which was originally sunny, had turned pitch black. Bolts of lightning gathered in the sky, emitting bursts of noise, scaring the small animals around so that they fled in all directions.

Baicang Mountain, deep in the mountains

[Sister Ginseng Spirit, run away!]

A pitch-black crow flapped its wings vigorously, passed by a large ginseng, and shouted to it anxiously.

[You go first, I'll be right there!]

A plump, white ginseng plant looked at the lightning in the sky and trembled in its heart. Could it be that this evil God was targeting it? !

No, I can't just sit there and wait for death!

The ginseng spirit listened to the sound coming from its ears, shook its fat white body tremblingly, and suddenly pulled out the ginseng whiskers from the ground and was about to run away.

Just as he ran two steps away, the lightning in the sky seemed to have eyes. Purple lightning fell from the sky and landed accurately on the ginseng spirit!

[Holy shit! Are you serious?!]

The ginseng spirit cursed loudly, and the parts of his body that were struck by lightning were charred black. Feeling the pain, the ginseng spirit was so angry that he stood there cursing.

[Is it easy for me? I have been cultivating hard in this broken place and finally I have achieved the right result, and you come to mess with me!]

[If you have the guts, electrocute me to death today!]

The ginseng spirit knew that no matter where it ran, it would be caught by lightning, and would also implicate other small animals, so it simply stood where it was, ready to fight.

The crow spirit that had just escaped flew back again, and saw the ginseng spirit standing there and not moving, so it screamed in fear!

[Sister Ginseng Spirit, what are you doing? Run!]

[I can’t run away. Today, this thief God is here to find me. Little crow, hurry up and leave!]

[I won't leave, I'll stay with you, woo woo woo...]

The crow spirit flapped its black wings and wiped its tears. Even though its legs were shaking with fear, it still shrank its neck and stood where it was.

Seeing this, the ginseng spirit became a little anxious. It looked at the lightning gathering in the sky and knew that it would probably not survive! It thought for a moment and coaxed the crow spirit.

[Little crow, I am thirsty. Go to the mountain stream and get me some water.]

[I won't leave, don't try to get rid of me, at worst we'll die together!]

The crow spirit was not so stupid. He made up his mind to stay here. While speaking, he flew to the ginseng spirit, ready to live and die together!

The ginseng spirit's heart tightened and it became a little anxious. It didn't want to let the crow spirit die in vain!

[Little crow, don’t you listen to me?! I don’t want to play with you anymore!]

Hearing this, the crow spirit shook its head quickly, rubbed its head against the ginseng spirit, and spoke with a hint of flattery.

[I'll go, I'll go, just wait for me!]

The crow spirit flew quickly towards the mountain stream, flapping its wings continuously, trying to get there as quickly as possible!

Watching the crow spirit walk away, the ginseng spirit let out a long sigh and said with a hint of apology.

[Little crow, you must be good in the future!]

After saying this, the ginseng spirit circulated all the spiritual energy in his body and put on a protective shield for himself.

At this time, the thunder and lightning in the sky finally gathered all the energy, and thick purple lightning struck the ginseng spirit. The lightning hit the protective shield, and after a few hits, the protective shield shattered!

The remaining lightning all hit the ginseng spirit, a total of eighty times!

The ginseng spirit was lying on the ground, its body turned black. It struggled to get up with a hint of relief.

[Including the first one, I finally finished it, 9981 times, I’m still alive, hahahaha…]

The ginseng spirit laughed happily. At this time, the crow spirit also flew over from a distance, holding a leaf in its mouth, and the leaf was full of stream water.

[Little Crow, I'm still alive, please pass me the water, I......]

Boom boom boom...

Lightning began to gather in the sky again. This time, the lightning was thicker than all the previous ones, purple with hints of gold, and flew towards the ginseng spirit.

[Fuck your grandmother's legs, isn't it ninety-nine eighty-one lightning bolts?!]

Along with the ginseng spirit's curse, the 82nd lightning struck the ginseng spirit into pieces. Seeing that the ginseng spirit was dead, the sky instantly returned to calm, and the sun slowly came out.

The crow spirit stared blankly in the direction of the ginseng spirit, opened its sharp mouth, and leaves fell to the ground in an instant. The stream water wet the land and also wet the corners of the crow spirit's eyes.

[Sister Ginseng, woooo ...

A month has passed since the tribulation. During this period, people have been coming one after another, and everyone thinks there is a big treasure on the mountain!

After searching for many days without results, everyone gave up and Yunjia Village at the foot of Baicang Mountain returned to its former tranquility.

Yunjia Village

This afternoon

An eight-year-old kid, covered in mud, ran back to the Yun family from the river in a panic, with tears on his little face.

bang bang bang...

"Grandma, Mom, please come out quickly, something's happened to my sister!"

The little guy was crying, and the sound soon startled everyone in the Yun family. Mrs. Wang walked out of the main house with a serious look on her face.

"Yu'er, what's wrong? Where's Zhizhi?"

"Grandma, my sister fell into the water and was rescued by Uncle Thirteen."

"It's good that you've been rescued. Why are you crying?"

Mrs. Wang patted her chest, her face full of fear, and asked in confusion.

After saying this, the little fellow's face wrinkled up and he continued to speak with sobs.

"We rescued her, but my sister is dead, wuwuwu..."

"what?!"

Mrs. Wang screamed in fear and took two steps back, tears streaming down her face unconsciously. She grabbed the little one's hand and ran quickly towards the river.

"Grandma, where's my mom?"

"Your mother went to the next village to kill pigs and hasn't come back yet!"

Mrs. Wang replied hurriedly, her old face full of anxiety.

It’s so delicious!

riverside

Yun Zhixia was lying on the ground with her eyes closed. Her face was ashen and her hair was wet and hanging on the ground. She looked dead.

The surrounding villagers stood in groups of three or five, watching from a distance, whispering from time to time, and no one dared to touch Yun Zhixia.

"Everyone, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Wang Pozi took Yun Mingyu and ran to the river in one breath. Looking at Yun Zhixia, whose life or death was unknown on the ground, Wang Pozi quickly knelt on the ground and stretched out her hand towards her nose.

This investigation was of no use. Mrs. Wang immediately collapsed to the ground, hugged Yun Zhixia and burst into tears.

"Damn it Zhizhi, why did you just leave like that?"

"How can you let me live? My poor granddaughter!"

"Sister, wow wow wow..."

Eight-year-old Yun Mingyu stood aside, crying loudly, his cry was very miserable.