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Chapter Thirty-Seven What are you doing?

Old Liu couldn't help but sneer, but there were tears in his smile.

Back then, the Liu family had left behind artillery to defend against water ghosts. Now, it has become a weapon for uprooting the seven-star formation in the village.

Who could have thought of it? Who could have predicted it?

Gratitude, resentment, and resentment sometimes only gradually ferment after a momentary change, until they burst out.

Old Liu Tou pulled the iron chain hanging the cannon and said: "There are three hundred and twenty-one tombs on the mountain. There is an old peach tree over there. You cut down the tree and made peach wood nails, which are enough to nail them into the tombs."

.As for the artillery, I will handle it myself. It will definitely come in handy before dark."

After I nailed all the grave heads with peach wood nails, Old Liu Tou also set up artillery, and the two of us stayed on the mountain waiting for dark.

Dark night came as expected, and drizzle began to fall on the river.

The continuous rain for miles seems to be controlled within the scope of the river surface, using the river bank as a boundary to stir up the wind and clouds, but never touching the bank.

I stood up and said, "Old Liu, how accurate can you be? Can you hit it with one hit?"

I have never been exposed to artillery. In my opinion, the accuracy of artillery in the Qing Dynasty was not very high. Whether it can hit or not depends on luck. Moreover, the artillery is difficult to load. If Lao Liu hits the target the first two times, the villagers will be able to

Rush to the mountain. At that time, we couldn't even think about taking action.

Old Liu Tou smoked a dry cigarette: "It depends on your luck! I have never used this thing."

While the two of us were talking, a storm broke out on the river. The sound of the violent rain could be heard clearly from miles away. The white waves in the river were like dragons turning over, rolling towards the river in a continuous line, and in the blink of an eye they were heading to the shore.

It advanced several meters.

The ancient tree guarding the entrance to the village had its branches and leaves fluttering wildly in the strong wind.

At first, the leaves of the ancient branches were still moving with the wind. After a while, the branches turned to move up against the wind. The branches on the tree were like sharp arrows, pointing towards the river from a distance. At that moment, Old Liu Tou couldn't stop crying.

He came down and said, "They are so cruel to our Liu family! That's the Qu family's tree! They even sent someone to carry me to block the water yesterday!"

Old Liu Tou couldn't help but cry.

The ancient tree at the head of the village can move against the wind, which must be the result of the manipulation of a warlock. Since the tree can block water and ward off ghosts, why is it necessary for Old Liu to lie down in a coffin to make a magic weapon to block water?

Before Old Liu Tou's cry stopped, the white waves on the river pushed forward several meters again, approaching the hut on the shore.

I squinted my eyes and said, "Old Liu, can you blow up that house first?"

Old Liu Tou had already installed the cannon. As soon as I opened my mouth, he turned the mechanism to adjust the muzzle, picked up the torch and lit the fuse.

There were sparks on the fuse, and ghosts were crying on the hillside.

When I drove the peach wood nails, I deliberately only drove down three inches, which could seal the ghosts in the grave, but did not nail the grave completely. I deliberately let them see the scene outside.

Old Liu plans to bombard the water house, and the ghost in the grave must speak out to stop him.

"Seal!" I grabbed two magic talismans with both hands at the same time, and put them on Old Liu's ears at the same time, blocking his hearing. Unless I opened the magic talismans, otherwise, the ghost on the mountain would burst into tears, and Old Liu would also burst into tears.

Not a sound could be heard.

Old Liu knew what I was going to do, so he turned his head deliberately, not even looking at the straw sticks swinging up and down on the tomb. With the hatred in people's hearts, even if the enemy kneels down and kowtows, he will not be the least bit soft-hearted, not to mention those who

The ghost just bowed to him with blades of grass.

Just a few seconds later, the turret on the mountain let out an ear-splitting roar, violent flames rushed out of the gun barrels, and the red shells drew arcs in the air, like a scimitar of death whizzing into the sky, hitting the target directly.

The water-shouhui hut was torn apart in front of my sight, and the broken beams were thrown into the sky. The river surged instantly, pushing through the broken walls and rushing towards the entrance of the village.

I lifted the talisman on Lao Liu's ear and said, "Reload, quickly!"

As Old Liu Tou quickly cleaned the gun barrel, a vortex the size of a roof suddenly stirred up in the water covering the river bank. The torrential river water surged from the center of the vortex into the ground, but the more violent water flow seemed to be under the control of people.

, bypassing the whirlpool and rushing towards the entrance of the village.

The water ghost soldiers hiding under the white waves split into two groups!

This is the result I want.

Only by preventing Yulu Village from taking care of both ends will they not be able to cause trouble for me and Lao Liu, and I can completely force out the secret of Yuyu Village!

I opened the magic talisman again: "Old Liu, seize the opportunity. As soon as the river approaches the ancient tree, you will blow up the tree as many times as you can. It's best to uproot the ancient tree!"

Old Liu nodded his head repeatedly and began to reload the gun barrel. Behind me, there was also a ghostly roar: "That boy, we in Yulu Village have no grievances against you, but you did such a deadly trick."

, aren’t you afraid of damaging your moral integrity?”

I hugged my shoulders and turned around, facing the direction from which the voice came, and said, "Are you begging me, or are you threatening me? You have to look like you're begging for help, are you threatening me? I'm really not threatened."

"Whether Fish Basket Village is destroyed or not has nothing to do with me. At worst, I will blow up the ancient trees and walk away. Can you stop me?"
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