Chapter 571: This Is the Virtue of the 1,300-Year-Old Ghost

But thinking of what the man said, Wang Xing was also a little angry.

The old and the young are residents of this ancient town, and they are as opposed to demolition as the people in the town. But who knew that more than a dozen excavators went directly to the town to demolish it, and many residents ran away one after another, but the old and the young were directly shoveled to death by the excavators because they did not respond in time.

This matter was very noisy at the time, but it was suppressed by some people.

Just now when Wang Xing saw the burning paper money, it was the residents of the town who burned it for the old and the young.

"My fellow, don't worry, I will make the decision for you." Wang Xing patted the man's shoulder, and this was his promise.

"That's great, comrade reporter, why don't you come to my house and I'll treat you to dinner." The man said, a little shy, with a very simple look.

Wang Xing rejected the man, he wanted to find out the ghost, and he didn't want to bother the man.

After saying goodbye to the man, he quickly took a look at the ancient town.

Almost 70% of the buildings have been pushed down. If there were no accidents and the construction was stopped, this place would have been razed to the ground long ago.

Just strolling around, Wang Xing didn't find anything unusual, it seems that ghosts won't come and go in broad daylight.

After pondering for a while, Wang Xing rushed to the hospital.

In a relatively large ward, there were four men who seemed to be possessed by evil spirits.

The two worst among them are the main person in charge of the demolition and the murderer who drove the excavator.

Quietly, Wang Xing walked in.

He took the pulse of several people and found that they were all out of breath, obviously frightened.

"Ghost, there is a ghost!" The main person in charge of the demolition suddenly straightened up, and then showed an expression of extreme panic.

"Self-inflicted evil, you can't live." Wang Xing shook his head, he would not have any sympathy for this kind of person.

After leaving the hospital, Wang Xing went to the resettlement houses where the residents of the ancient town are now living.

According to the man, people were unwilling to demolish the house at that time. Another reason was that the quality of the relocated house was not up to standard, and it had just been built, and the indoor pollution was serious.

But after arriving at the place, Wang Xing was furious again.

The quality of the so-called resettlement housing is really poor. It is said that tens of millions of funds were allocated, but it is estimated that the actual funds spent on building the housing are less than ten million.

Now many residents dare not live in it at all, because the indoor pollution is particularly serious, and many people have rashes on their bodies. Looking around, you can see that many residents have set up tents downstairs, and in a few tents, babies can still be heard crying from time to time. In addition, some residents simply set up a stove downstairs and started cooking like that.

"It's really lawless. The place where this ancient town is located is a bit remote, but it doesn't mean that some people can act recklessly." For the first time, Wang Xing felt that he had to do something for this country. He even picked up his mobile phone Call the top leader of the country directly. However, considering that this is just an example, in the end, forget it, and just hand it over to Huang Yaoshi.

And I heard that residents of the small town have already petitioned, hoping for a good result.

It was getting dark soon, and Wang Xing came to the ancient town again.

In the dark ancient town, there is no light, and it is eerie.

He landed silently on a tree next to the ancient town. Wherever he looked, the entire ancient town could be seen.

At this time, Wang Xing's mental power was extremely strong, and he had learned a lot of ghost skills from Wang Xiaoer. Generally speaking, if there is a ghost, it is impossible to hide it from his eyes.

Suddenly, Wang Xing's eyes lit up.

found it!

In the ancient town, one old and one young are walking.

It wouldn't be so strange for ordinary people to see this scene, but who is Wang Xing, he saw that the old and the young were not human at first glance.

Quietly, Wang Xing followed.

"Grandpa, I want to kill all those villains."

"Brat, we two are just ordinary ghosts, how can we harm others."

"Grandpa, in a few days, we will completely disappear from this world."

"It should be. We are only able to stay until now with the help of an obsession and Master Xuan."

Wang Xing was slightly taken aback, and felt that things were getting more and more interesting: "It seems that there are more than these two ghosts, and the old and the young are barely cohesive and have no ability at all. If they get close to the living, let alone make people Being possessed by evil, the yang energy of living people can make their souls fly away. The key should be on that Lord Xuan, and he should have done all of this."

The old and the young walked all the way to the ancestral hall.

At this time, Wang Xing suddenly floated a phantom in the ancient cauldron filled with incense ash.

Then the phantom slowly solidified, and a slovenly young man appeared.

However, if you look closely at this man, he is still a little handsome, as if he is a bit extraordinary.

"Brother Zixuan, we are here." The little boy said.

"Brother Zixuan, you little brat, do you know how old I am? I am 1300 years old this year, and your grandfather's grandfather is not as old as me." The man called Brother Zixuan hurriedly corrected him.

"But you don't look too big!" the little boy said a little strangely.

"What do you know, you brat? I have eaten more salt than you have eaten." Zi Xuan looked a little annoyed.

"Master Zixuan, you came to us today, have all the villains been punished?" the old man said at this time.

"Not yet." Zixuan shook his head, but then said excitedly, "It's actually like this, I called you here today, mainly to tell you about my glorious deeds, so that you can look up at me The peerless style."

The old man was dumbfounded, the little boy was also stunned, and even Wang Xing beside him was dumbfounded.

Do you want to be so shameless, the ghosts of these 1300 years have this virtue.

"Where do I start? I started writing poems with Li Bai. In fact, you don't know that Li Bai and I were close friends back then, and most of the poems he wrote were inspired by me... Except for Li Bai, I also Let me tell you about Concubine Yang, I am not afraid to tell you that I was the one Concubine Yang really liked at the time, she loved me to the death, but I never dumped him... Let me tell you about An Lushan, at the time he was My number one little brother...does Li Longji know, that's my fan..."

The grandfather and grandson looked like they couldn't understand at all, but they both felt that Zixuan was so powerful.

As for Wang Xing, who was watching from outside, his jaw had already dropped.

It's fine to pretend to be a man, to brag, but why do you say that you are a ghost?

Zixuan danced and danced, and even sang when he got excited. But what's going on with "The boundless sky is the foot of the green hills where my love is blooming", who can explain it.

You, a 1300-year-old ghost, also sing this thing.

Really couldn't hide anymore, Wang Xing knocked on the door frame, and the three ghosts inside were immediately alarmed. (To be continued.)

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