"I... I can worship you all every year!"
"I could even... even spend silver to build a temple for you all! Don't come over, please!"
Hu Dafu's terrified scream was heart-wrenching.
You could tell...
He was very panicked now.
However, none of the wronged spirits of the villagers who had been killed in Guyue Village paid any attention to his words. Just when one of the spirits was about to pounce on Hu Dafu, at that moment... the talisman Hu Dafu was clenching in his fingers suddenly lit up with a pale golden glow.
That faint golden light enshrouded Hu Dafu's rotund figure.
It was as if it added a layer of protection to his corpulent body.
When the hands of that vengeful spirit from Guyue Village touched the golden glow, it was like touching a scorching hot stove.
It let out a wretched scream.
An invisible force repelled it, sending it flying backwards, tumbling through the air for over ten steps.
