Chapter 21

heard.

All the villagers raised their heads at the same time. Their eyes were either dull, puzzled, or full of expectation, and they all looked at Zhang Hao.

downhill...

What a longing for them now.

They want to go down the mountain, they want to go home, they want to see their wives and children, and they want to see their relatives.

Gao Hai, who was appeasing the villagers, got up, stepped forward in astonishment, and said in a low voice: "Haozi, are you... really doing it this time?"

Now these villagers are terrified.

After they experienced such a thing, they knew what was going on better than anyone else.

They were trapped in the mountains by something magical, indescribable, and able to mobilize their deepest fears.

But no one knew how to escape, how to leave this ghost place.

If Zhang Hao gave them hope at this time, and they returned to this place in the end, then these villagers would really be frightened to death, and immediately the fear in their hearts would be terrified, or they would go crazy.

This is the saying that the old people often say, people are scary, and people are scared to death.

It's not that people scare people, but that they scare themselves.

Zhang Hao also knows this truth very well, he nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Brother Hai, I really know this time."

Gao Hai looked at his firm eyes, hesitated to speak: "Then I will let the folks walk with you."

Zhang Hao nodded, turned around, and faced the "weird", "grotesque", and "extraordinarily bizarre" forest path.

This time, he really knew how to deal with that thing.

"Folks, if everyone has rested, let's go?" Zhang Hao turned his head and said with a smile.

A group of villagers quickly got up from the ground, and they had long wanted to leave quickly.

Gao Hai still stood behind Zhang Hao, taking care of the villagers from time to time.

Zhang Hao ignored other things and stepped forward on straw sandals.

Stepping on the somewhat soft and muddy dirt road, Zhang Hao frowned, sometimes looking at the surrounding situation, and sometimes turning his head to look at the villagers behind him.

Not long after, he led the villagers to a place far away from the cliff.

The atmosphere of the group was very strange and extremely dull, and even the whispers of some people before gradually became weaker.

Zhang Hao suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

At this moment, he noticed that the eyes of the group of villagers following behind him were a little slack, lost their minds, and showed a dazed look.

"I say hello to you fairy! Get out of here!"

Suddenly, Zhang Hao suddenly jumped up, raised his finger and pointed to the surrounding woods, yelling and cursing loudly with a ferocious face.

In an instant.

The blankness in the eyes of the group of villagers following him immediately dissipated, replaced by Qingming.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Hao's pupils dilated.

It really works!

As he expected, the [Mountain Ghost] that the funeral team encountered this time was a kind of spirit monster recorded in the [Illustrated Record of Zoushan Travels], and it was called the [Huanshan Spirit].

When this kind of [Huanshan Jing] meets a person with extremely yin energy, he can use the yin energy on that person to cooperate with the yin energy in the forest to create illusions for people, so that people lose their way or stay in place. Spin around, or go deep into the jungle.

The main purpose is to trap that person to death in place, so as to absorb the yang energy from that person.

Generally, when encountering [Huan Shan Jing], the best way is to immediately yell at him when he senses something is wrong, and call him back, let him know that it is difficult to deal with, and he can stay awake, [Huan Shan Jing] will naturally give up on others. Create an illusion and let these people go.

Of course, it is not as simple as just cursing a few words, the most important thing is not to have fear in your heart, otherwise you will not get rid of the illusion created by [Huan Shan Jing], but will aggravate the situation.

Seeing the eyes of the villagers regain clarity, Zhang Hao didn't dare to delay, and shouted loudly: "Why are you standing still, scold quickly!"

"I'm all scolded by me, using your most vicious and common curse words, no matter how ugly you are, what the hell, that ghost thing traps me here, don't want us to go out , don’t want us to go down the mountain, let’s not scold this dogecoin thing to death!”

Following Zhang Hao's yelling, doubts appeared in the eyes of the villagers.

But in this short moment.

Zhang Hao found that the eyes of several villagers were lax, showing confusion.

No...it can't go on like this, if these villagers still can't break the fear in their hearts, then they still can't get rid of the control of [Huan Shan Jing].

"I hate your mother's fairy bastard! I hate you a bitch, a street kid, a bastard, a stinky bitch in the archway! Yin and Yang are rotten!"

At this time, Gao Hai cursed loudly, following Zhang Hao's example, he raised his finger to point at Jiangshan, his face was full of anger.

Zhang Hao was overjoyed, not to be outdone, and continued to shout loudly: "You look like a hammer!"

As the curses of the two echoed in the forest, all the villagers seemed to have reacted.

"Your mother doesn't want to dig alive? How dare you trap me!"

"Hey shit without a paper fart, grow a hemorrhoid and pretend to be when your baby is backing the ball!"

"You're talking nonsense, you're cheating, you're messing around!"

"Which one will be in front of the labor management after Ma Le criticizes? Xi Le labor management wants her to die Clothes!"

In an instant, the originally quiet mountain forest was filled with all kinds of obscenities and words that were not suitable for children.

But Zhang Hao's face was full of joy.

Because he found that as a group of villagers opened their mouths, they vented their grievances and fears along with those foul words.

This is the best, it shows that they no longer have fear in their hearts, and naturally they are no longer controlled by the [Huan Shan Jing].

Zhang Hao laughed wantonly, raised his hand, and shouted with his real arm: "Come on, folks, just scold me like that! You son of a bitch dares to trap me, scold him to death! Let's scold him as we walk, let him know what we have to do!" sharp!"

As he spoke, he walked forward without looking back.

The villagers are no longer afraid, and [Huan Shan Jing] no longer has the ability to control these villagers. Just relying on the straw sandals, Zhang Hao has the confidence to lead the villagers to find the way down the mountain.

All of a sudden, a strange and weird team walked wantonly in the mountains and forests.

Zhang Hao walked in the front, leading the road, and behind him were a group of villagers who lived in rural mountain villages and inherited the condensed cultural heritage of cursing for thousands of years. Heartily and recklessly venting his emotions through swearing.

This time, they no longer had the feeling of sluggish thoughts and sluggish thoughts. Their eyes were clear and angry, their expressions were ferocious and ferocious, and their words were vulgar and unspeakable.

Soon.

Looking at the downhill path in the forest in front of him, Zhang Hao smiled.

He turned around, looked at the villagers who were still cursing furiously behind him, and said with a smile, "Folks, let's come out!"

(End of this chapter)

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