Chapter 368: Ghostbusters (23)

As soon as the voice fell, there was a louder explosion in the distance, and the bombing range of the plane was getting closer and closer to the village.
　　 The aftermath of the explosion shocked the dust on the house, and the priest grasped his arm again:
　　 "If you die, who will they seek revenge on! They will come to you when you are alive!"
　　 The two were still pulling. A Jinpiao was watching the bomber flying overhead on the roof. The sound of the explosion was approaching. Their goal was self-evident. It was to blow up this small village together.
　　 At this moment, with a sharp roar, a bomb was thrown down, A Jin waved his hand, the bomb was hit aside with a grudge, and blasted near the village.
　　 The little priest was confused by the dust from the roof. He did not care about wiping the dust on his face and continued to pull the village head into the cellar. The head still insisted that he did not want to hide.
　　 Ajin looked at his palm, and the resentment for hitting the bomb was more difficult than she thought. It is estimated that it would take a lot of resentment to keep the whole village.
　　 However, A Jincai is very thick and does not take this consumption into consideration.
　　 With the test of the first bomb, a large number of bombs were thrown down one after another, some exploded near the village, some exploded at the entrance of the village, and another came to the top of Ajin’s head and was opened by her hand.
　　 The young priest and the village head couldn't go either. The two slowly moved to avoid the furniture that was shaken by the aftermath, and the white paper windows were shattered by the earthquake.
The little Taoist stooped and ran out of the door. He looked at the bomb that was still falling in the sky. He scolded the little devil in his mouth. If there was Hua San Niang on it, this village would have been destroyed. Too.
　　 "San Niang! Hold on! I can rely on you!"
　　 He shouted at A Jin who was constantly complaining on the roof, but unfortunately his voice was drowned in the explosion, A Jin did not respond.
　　He was about to look back at the village chief, but his arm was suddenly caught, and the village chief looked at him urgently with wide eyes.
　　 "What are you talking about? Is San Niang here? Where is she? Are you talking?"
　　The little Taoist didn't expect his ears to be so smart. His eyes dodge quickly, pretending to be unknowingly.
　　 "You heard it wrong, I didn't say San Niang just now, I think you miss her too much."
　　 "No! No! I heard you right! You just said! San Niang! San Niang! Where are you?"
　　 The village head let go of his arm and looked in the direction he had just shouted. A bomb exploded again, and the whole house shook with aftershocks.
　　 The village chief held his body steady and looked at the roof,
　　 "Is there? San Niang, Dad is here!"
　　 said that he would climb towards the roof, and the priest quickly pulled him.
　　 "Lao Zhang! Who's there on there! You don't want to go up there! It's dangerous!"
　　The little Taoist clenched his clothes tightly to prevent him from going up. If the plane saw a person standing on the roof, wouldn’t it be a bright target?
　　A Jin also noticed the dispute between the two. The village head was standing on the steps struggling to climb up, and the little Taoist tightly grabbed his clothes. She waved a bit of resentment to block the bomb and drifted to the little Taoist.
　　 "What are you two doing? Can't you think of hitting the bomb?"
　　The little Taoist dare not answer her question. It is even more terrible if the village chief hears this.
　　 At this moment, a bomb hit Ajin's grievances and exploded directly over their heads. Ajin's body shook, and the little priest and village chief were knocked to the ground.
　　The little Taoist covered his ears, and sharp tinnitus continued to ring in his ears.
　　 The village chief was stunned to the ground, and in a trance, he seemed to see a figure in his half-squinted eyes. The figure was thin and weak, and her messy hair covered most of her appearance. She raised her arm and waved something to the sky.
　　 The head of the village looked in the direction of her arm and saw that there was a layer of invisible barrier above the village that was faintly fluctuating.
　　 "Three... Niang..."
　　 The little Taoist shook his head and used his power to protect his ears. He watched as the village head fell on the stairs and quickly stepped forward to support him.
　　 "Lao Zhang? Wake up! Lao Zhang!"
　　 The village chief just looked at A Jin’s direction, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Three... mother"
　　The young priest looked at the confused consciousness and asked:
　　 "What should I do now? I can't move him."
　　I don't know the reason. The bomb bombing didn't stop at all. Instead, it became more and more encrypted. It seemed that it wouldn't be willing to give up without blowing up the village.
　　 Ajin sensed it carefully. The villagers all hid in the cellar when they heard the explosion. There were no casualties.
　　The little Taoist looked at her paler face, and knew that the bomb was not so resistant. Even when the power of ghosts and gods was finally used up, what should they do if she ran out of grievances?
　　 "Can you resist? I will take the village head back to the cellar first, you can come over in a while!"
　　 said that he put the village chief's arm on his shoulder, carried the mana in his body, and lifted him up with difficulty.
　　 Ajin just nodded:
　　 "You go first."
　　 The resentment in her body has been surging from the beginning just now, and may break out at any time. She suppresses the resentment in the body while resisting the bomb.
　　 The little priest helped the village head and walked into the cellar with difficulty. A Jin flew to the roof again and watched the plane flying overhead, her heart was impatient.
　　 She did not suppress the rolling resentment in her body, and let it soar and rush out of the body.
　　 Just a few steps away, the little Taoist felt the windy wind around him~EbookFREE.me~ He violently looked at Ajin who was mad in the sky.
　　 "Hua San Niang! What are you doing!"
　　Passive beating is not Ajin's style. A lot of resentment rises into the sky and instantly splits into countless black resentments wandering in the sky.
　　 "Ouch!"
　　 The young priest was in a hurry, but he could not ignore the village head in his hands. He had to leave Ajin alone for a while, and he again vigorously took the village head to the cellar.
　　 Who knows that this time he made a mistake, the village chief woke up and heard his roar, and this time he was very sure, San Niang must be here!
　　 The village chief took his arm off, and the little Taoist looked at him in surprise:
　　 "Lady Zhang, are you awake? Are you okay?"
　　 When the village head recalled the shadow he saw before the coma, it became more and more sure that San Niang was right. Although she didn't see her face clearly, her figure must be right.
　　 "Sister, I beg you! Let me see her! I know she is here, just one side!"
　　 The little Taoist glanced at A Jin, who was going crazy in the air, and felt helpless. She looks like this now, and you may not be able to live long after you see it.
　　 "Don't worry, let's take refuge first! We will say in detail later that San Niang is indeed here, don't worry!"
　　 The village chief got his affirmative answer, and his eyes were filled with tears instantly.
　　 "Good, good, just fine here!"
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