I really don't want to be a teacher

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"……what!"

It hit the ground heavily, and was crushed to the ground just like the old man's evil ghost before, resentful and cloudy, and even his soul was worn away, and he let out a shrill scream.

"This is his father, the person who set up the God-confusing array."

It seemed that after being firmly pressed to the ground, several villages standing in the yard also saw the ghost in Taoist robes,

He couldn't help turning his head and looked at Lian Ge in the main room.

Lian Ge withdrew his hand, didn't turn his eyes away, but said something calmly.

Hearing Lian Ge's words, several people and the villagers who had already walked to the yard here turned their heads and stared at the two figures who were pressed on the ground.

in the main room,

Lian Ge turned his gaze again, and looked at the shrine behind the altar.

On the shrine, most of the spiritual tablets have fallen forward or backward,

There is only one spirit card left standing.

Looking at it, he paused his gaze, and Lian Ge stretched out his hand again, towards the spirit tablet that was still standing.

Behind the spirit card, close to the spirit card, leaning on it, hides a dilapidated thread-bound book.

Reached out, took it, took it,

There is no handwriting on the cover of the book, just a piece of yellowed and worn paper,

The book is not thick, just a thin book, with more than ten pages,

The corners of the pages are wrinkled and slightly torn.

Holding it in his hand, Lian Ge turned the pages of the book, flipping through the pages,

Turned over the last page, and closed the old book again.

Several formations are recorded on more than ten pages, and there are many gaps.

Most of them are evil formations that use ghost power and resentment as a guide, and the last one is the God-confusing formation.

Holding the old book, Lian Ge turned around again, moved his feet, and walked out of the main room.

Outside the main room, the two figures who were pressed to the ground looked towards Lian Ge.

……

Holding the worn-out book, Lian Ge walked out of the main room and then into the yard.

In the courtyard, the dark night has been dispelled,

Villagers coming from the village to this side are already standing in this yard,

Surrounded by these two figures, no one spoke, they just stared at the two figures of evil spirits who were pressed to the ground.

The flashlight in hand or held, pinched, burning candles, intertwined lights, firelight, illuminate the yard,

They also stood silently one by one, standing in the yard, staring at the two ghost figures on the ground, the faces of the people in the village.

"...What are you doing!"

Those two figures turned their hateful eyes, looking at the villagers surrounded in the yard,

Looking at Lian Ge again, it seemed that he saw the worn-out book in Lian Ge's book. After struggling again, he screamed at Lian Ge,

His face became more ferocious.

Lian Ge took the worn-out booklet and walked towards the two figures step by step, and the surrounding villagers gave way one by one.

Lian Ge walked up to the two figures,

Looking at the two figures, Lian Ge didn't respond, but raised his hand holding the booklet,

He raised his hand and squeezed it, the old booklet seemed to be crushed, turned into powder, fell down, and was blown away by the breeze,

"... Ah! Ah..."

Watching Lian Ge's movements, the two figures screamed mournfully, struggling on the ground,

Looking at the powder that was blown away by the wind, his eyes became more desperate, and his eyes on Lian Ge became more resentful.

Withdrawing his hand again, Lian Ge looked at the venomous eyes cast by the two figures, just watching calmly.

Next to these two people, people from the village with red eyes, no one spoke,

He just squeezed the thing in his hand and looked straight at the two figures,

"...Master...the real person..."

The middle-aged man and the old woman turned their heads one after another, called out to Lian Ge, opened their mouths, and wanted to say something, but stopped talking.

"I said earlier that I would stay at my brother's house for one night. I wonder if I can still stay at this time?"

Looking at the old woman and everyone in the village, Lian Ge said to the middle-aged man again,

"Can, can..."

The middle-aged man hurriedly responded, and moved his feet.

"Then everyone, it's getting late, and it's almost time for me to go to rest."

Lian Ge glanced at the sky, said something aloud, then turned around,

"I think you should be able to touch some ghosts and things like that right now."

Raising his hand and waving at the villagers, Lian Ge said aloud, withdrew his hand, moved his foot away, and walked back towards the village.

Hearing Lian Ge's words, the middle-aged man stopped,

The villagers surrounded in the yard also turned around again, and then straightened up, staring at the two figures who were firmly pressed to the ground.

Chapter 919 Thank You Real Man

"what……"

Moving his feet, Lian Ge walked towards the place where the middle-aged man and the old man's house were in the village.

Behind him, in the courtyard at the entrance of the village,

The light of the flashlight and the flames of some candles are more and more mixed.

Their eyes were still red, they stared straight at the villager who was pressed by the two figures on the ground, surrounded them even more, moved closer to the two figures,

Those two figures were desperate at first, looking at the surrounding villagers with resentment,

Immediately afterwards, there were another burst of shrill screams in the yard.

Hearing the sounds behind him, Lian Ge didn't turn his eyes away, but just looked at the distance in the village, moving his feet forward.

"...Baby, Dad avenged you...Baby, baby..."

"...wife, wife..."

In the sound of mixed footsteps and the sound of collision,

In the courtyard, bursts of suppressed cries could not be stopped,

Some people clenched their fists, opened their mouths, and raised their heads, but they didn't know where to look.

Some people gradually squatted down again, the suppressed crying was piercing, and the tears fell down unstoppably,

"...you killed my wife!"

"... Where is my son! Where is my son!"

Looking at those two figures, the villagers who looked directly at the two figures became more and more angry and painful.

"what!"

In that courtyard, the sound of footsteps, collisions, and the screams of the two figures who were pressed down on the ground were mixed together.

But they were all suppressed by the suppressed cries, whispers, and wailing-like calls for children and wives.

……

Listen, Lian Ge moved his feet.

Walking towards this village.

Most of the houses on the side of the road were lit with candles, and some fires were reflected outside the houses.

But most are quiet.

Those who did not follow to the entrance of the village were all taking care of the young children.

"...Mom, let me hug you."

In the yard of a family along the way, a woman was leading a five or six-year-old child, collecting clothes that had been confiscated for a long time on the clothesline outside the house.

The clothes should be a man's. The jacket has faded after washing, the trousers are a little longer, the trousers have been cut off, and the white shirt is stained with oil, and there is still a mark no matter how much it is washed.

The woman stretched out her hand, looked at it, closed everything, remained silent, her eyes were red.

The child hugged the few pieces of clothes that had already been collected, and followed behind his mother step by step, as if he knew that his mother was uncomfortable, raised his head from time to time, and talked to his mother,

"……it is good."

He took another piece of clothing off the clothesline, pinched it in his hands and looked around, the woman listened to her child's words, and then put the clothes in her hand into her child's arms,

"...Mom, did grandpa go to the entrance of the village?"

The child hugged the clothes that were already too much for him, and asked his mother again,

"...What are you going to do, grandpa?"

"...Grandpa, I went to find my father."

As she spoke, her eyes became redder, and the woman reached out to stroke her child's hair,

At this time, some sounds from the entrance of the village came along with the breeze,

Listening to those voices, the woman's eyes became redder,

"Go and take these clothes into the house first."

Suppressing the tears in her eyes, the woman spoke again to her child,

"it is good."

The child raised his head and looked at his mother,

Holding a few more clothes, he ran back into the house.

Waiting to see her child run into the house, the woman turned around again,

With red eyes, looking at the clothes that have not been confiscated on the clothesline, listening to some noises coming from the entrance of the village,

The tears accumulated in his eyes could no longer be held back, gushing out and falling to the ground.

……

"Oh oh oh...be good baby, be good baby..."

In a family's house, an old lady is holding a baby who is still in swaddling clothes,

With a sound of coaxing, but the sockets of eyes are red,

Gradually stopped talking, remained silent, turned his gaze, and looked at the somewhat quiet room.

At this time, some voices from the entrance of the village came again,

The old lady turned her head away and looked out of the house, tears welling up again.

……

Walking along the village road, looking at the quiet houses of the houses along the way,

Lian Ge moved his feet and walked towards the village.

Then he walked to the house of the middle-aged man and the old man.

In the yard, the clothes on the clothesline have not been cleaned up,

Inside the half-open door, the candle was still burning, and the slightly flickering light reflected the inside of the room.