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Chapter 170

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    This village is not too big, and there are only about two hundred households in total, which means that one household has to give out more than 10,000 yuan. Usually, they are not happy to ask them to give 1,000 yuan, let alone more than 10,000 yuan directly.

    "Whoever produces zombies, who pays for them. We don't have zombies in our family, so why do we have to pay for them?"

    "That's right, that zombie also bit my chickens and ducks, I'm fine if I didn't ask them to pay for it."

    "Let Granny Lu and the others pay. Doesn't she have a deep relationship with her husband? She won't even be reluctant to spend this little money."

    ? People who did not have a drought in the family would not be willing to be a member of the flat fee and suffer the loss, so they have been clamoring for the thirty or so families to pay the three million by themselves.  Of course, the thirty or so families were not happy either.  If the whole village is shared equally, the family only needs more than 10,000 yuan, and if they are allowed to pay by themselves, they can get 100,000 yuan.  Although more than 10,000 yuan makes people feel distressed, it is nothing compared to 100,000 yuan.

    "This is a major event for the whole village. Those zombies are the scourge of the whole village. Of course, they have to get out of the public."

    "We don't want this kind of thing to happen either. If you insist on us, then I'd rather not, and just move. At worst, we all move out together and leave this land to them."

    Lu Shou Village was directly divided into two camps, the public said that the public was right, and the women said that the woman was right, and there was a quarrel.

    Watching them arguing, Yang San felt a little pity that he didn't have any appetizers at hand, otherwise he would be able to watch the play while eating.  Her longing eyes turned to Xu Chunshen, the meaning was self-evident - she wanted to eat snacks!  I want to eat so much!

    Xu Chunshen handed her an apple and asked her to make do with it.

    Yang San had an indifferent face and didn't even look at it.  Her tone became cold, "So have you decided? If not, I'll go back first."

    The villagers in Lushou Village looked left and right, and finally the village secretary coughed and said, "We will invite the Celestial Master to come over in two days."

    Yang San didn't drag his feet, and went back in the police car with Xu Chunshen directly, which can be regarded as a ride.

    A young policeman looked at the villagers outside the barrier, and touched his nose in confusion, "Aren't they in a hurry to deal with those zombies?"

    Yang San said calmly: "They think my price is too high, and they probably want to find another celestial master."

    The policeman asked: "Are you not worried at all?" He felt that Master Yang was not short of money at all, but he just wanted to teach those villagers a lesson.

    Yang San showed a sweet smile, "It is impossible for a celestial master who has the ability to eliminate drought and evil not to have heard of my reputation, and would not have the guts to rob me. Those who dare to rob me do not have the strength, so they just go up to deliver food."

    So she wasn't worried at all.

    The policemen suddenly realized, and they felt even more admiration: this is probably the confidence that only those who are really capable can have.

    Just as Yang San expected, two days later, the village secretary contacted Yang San through the local police station with a sad face. This time, the transfer of 3 million yuan was transferred quickly, which shows that he has learned a lot.

    Yang San didn't ask how they allocated the three million yuan. After getting the money, he went to get rid of Hanba.  Speaking of which, there will be a drought in this area, because the last demon king's host body broke the crack, allowing the ghost energy to invade the corpse below, coupled with the transformation of the formation, this is the reason for today's disaster.

    Originally, they had a bigger plan, but they didn't expect to be caught by Yang San, so the net of death was broken.  Yang San also pierced it ahead of time by mistake.

    Yang San directly handed over the sealing and purification of the gap to Xu Chunshen, and he went to solve the drought in the village.

    The village secretary expressed a little embarrassment, "The two Taoist priests who came yesterday were almost caught by Hanba."

    ? Those two Taoist priests seemed to be quite capable, and they caught fire when they threw a spell. They didn't expect to be vulnerable in front of the group of drought demons, and they ran fast without even taking money.  The village secretary was worried that Yang San would follow in his footsteps, so he specially reminded him.

    Yang San was very calm, "Oh, that's because they are too weak."

    Comparing her with ordinary Taoist priests is an insult to her.

    The village secretary recalled Yang San's understatement of drawing a circle to trap Hanba in it, and smiled mischievously: It seems that he thought too much.  After all, it is related to the future safety of their village, so he can't help but care about it and cause chaos.

    When Yang San came back this time, everyone's attitudes changed a lot, including flattery, flattery, and enthusiasm.

    Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang San walked leisurely into the village, but the Hanba who were very sensitive to the breath of living people still walked mechanically in the village as if they hadn't seen him.

    Yang San passed by a hawk, and suddenly a flame ignited on his body, and the flame shot up very high, burning the hawk to ashes in an instant.  This flame seems to have its ownsp; In broad daylight, the villagers couldn't help feeling a chill behind them.

    One of the aunts with a good memory said: "I remember that Zhang Sanbao died on this day." She also participated in the child's first seven days, and she was still sobbing.  Send people to brunettes.

    The little girl lowered her head and stammered: "He, they put me in, in, coffin, in." She didn't speak for a long time, and she spoke intermittently, but it was enough for everyone to understand.

    Everyone gasped, and four words came to mind: Desperate.  Perhaps the villagers present had more or less shortcomings, but if they were really asked to put a living person in a coffin, they would not have the guts to do so.

    This family is too cruel, for the sake of having someone to accompany their son underground, they actually killed a life alive.  A little girl who is only twelve years old, how can they be so cruel?  Everyone couldn't help cursing.

    "Is this killing someone? It's a crime."

    "They are not afraid of not sleeping well."

    "I said why there was an extra zombie in the village that I hadn't seen before. It turned out to be their fault."

    In fact, Yang San had already tacitly regarded this Hanba as his younger brother in his heart, and of course he had to vent his anger for her when his younger brother was bullied.

    She nodded slightly, "Let's go, let's go to the police."

    Killing for life is justified.

    The village secretary couldn't help but asked: "What if they bite to death and refuse to admit it?" After all, it has been several years.

    Yang San showed a sweet smile, "Then let her bite them, can't let her avenge herself?"

    At that time, the door will be closed and the drought will be released.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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