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Chapter three hundred and fifty fifth false lintel

What the hell?

When they saw the burly figure, strong body as a cow, with green face, fangs, and serrated hook claws appearing, everyone present was inevitably shocked.

For the villagers of Dulong Village, the most fierce thing they have ever seen is probably the Rakshasa devils under the high priest. But how old is the Rakshasa devils, and how big is this guy in front of him? There is nothing comparable between the two, so they will naturally be shocked by the guy's appearance.

For Along and the others, Yang Zhier looked a little different at this moment.

He obviously had a human appearance before, but how could he become such a ghost after a while?

From their clothes and some characteristics, they could at least tell that this guy was Yang Zhie before. But why did he suddenly become this face? This is something that makes people wonder.

Although this look is ferocious and terrifying, gloomy ghost, and it looks very compatible with the identity of his evil god, one thing I have to say is that this look is so ugly...it just makes it a role to stop a child from crying at night.

This is not an exaggeration, but it is indeed the case.

When Yang Zhi'er saw this appearance entering the field, the originally chattering group of small carrot heads immediately hid behind Aaron and his group like the fried quail.

And just their attitude of wanting to shrink themselves into Aaron and the others' shadows, we can see how afraid they are of this guy.

This is normal, because Yang Zhi'er went for them.

From beginning to end, this purpose has not changed much. At this moment, it is even more critical to life and death, and his idea will only be more urgent.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing that there were a group of hindrances in front of him, this was because the people from the Poison Dragon Village were just blocking between him and the children. Yang Zhie didn't care that these people were his descendants, but that he was their ancestor. He just roared lowly and rushed up regardless.

And the Rakshasa who showed his true body was a ghost-like existence to ordinary people. No matter how agile the villagers of the Poison Dragon Village are, they will not be much different from ordinary people when faced with this level of existence.

With one round of rush, it can almost be said that one will be injured and killed by rubbing. No one who stands in front of him will have a good ending.

If you are lucky, you are just missing a short arm and a short leg. If you are lucky, you will be dismembered on the spot.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere and corpses were everywhere. The tragic scene scared many people to their legs and feet, and their urine and defecation. And with the sudden advance of the pig who was completely like an inhuman, Yang Zhi'er was only a short distance from A Long and the others!

And at this time, who is still caring about the details?

Aqiang let the black dragon go, and he pounced on Yang Zhie. Along also raised the gun and pulled the trigger at Yang Zhie.

At this time, they said that Yang Zhie could not rush over like this, because once he rushed over, with their means, he could not protect the safety of the children behind him.

But it is not so easy to stop Yang Zhie. Because Yang Zhie is already at the critical moment of life and death.

He had to fight to the death to gain a glimmer of hope for himself. So in the face of Along and Aqiang's joint attack, he directly put on a stance of dying together.

He spread his palms to cover his face. He ignored Ah Long's bullets. He just waved his hand and swept over Ah Qiang.

A Qiang swung his sword and let him slash. No matter how fierce his sword was, how powerful it was to split his musculoskeletons. Yang Zhi'er just ignored it and refused to resist. With his own copper and iron bones, at the moment when A Qiang couldn't cut his arm into two pieces with one knife, he directly swung his arm.

As if a thousand pounds of big stick was waving hard, Aqiang could not resist it at all and was knocked away on the spot.

But this immediately made Ah Long fall into a dangerous situation of being single and lonely. Even five bullets were not able to stop Yang Zhi'er from pausing even if he had a half-step. What means should he use to stop Yang Zhi'er from moving forward?

Aaron didn't understand this problem. The current situation was not enough for him to think too much. He could only grit his teeth and rush forward, trying to use his body to slightly resist Yang Zhi'er's footsteps.

But he was fast, but someone was faster than him. A spear came out halfway and poked Yang Zhie directly into the face with a rustling sound of wind. It was fast and powerful, and the gun was as fast as a dragon, but it forced Yang Zhie to stop and had to reach out to pat.

As soon as he got his hands on, the spear immediately shook. For a moment, the gun was breathing, and it was unstable. It really made him feel dazzled.

If this were the case, he could have relied on his copper and iron bones to take advantage of his life and took the shot. At worst, he would have to trade his life for his life. But at present, he could not afford such a big bet at all and could only rely on his own eyes...

"Catch you!"

He seized a gap and grabbed the gun. Yang Zhie, as if he had pinched a snake's seven inches, immediately stopped the uncertain spear.

But before he could be happy, the spear in his hand trembled suddenly, and the gun rod backed back like a drill, and instantly broke out from his palm.

As soon as he was shocked, the black dragon who had withdrawn his gun suddenly turned around and turned his spear back from a more tricky angle.

"Back!"

The Black Dragon who suddenly helped was not the second-tier rank who wanted to call his name even if he used a trick. This sound came from Yang Zhi'er's mouth, and his sound was more or less a bit surprised.

The reason for this situation is that this move is very familiar to Yang Zhi'er. To put it more specifically, this is the shooting technique passed down by their Yang family.

The Yang family general, yes, is the loyal and brave Yang family general.

Although it is not as outrageous as in opera, even the females in the family have to go to the battlefield. However, the Yang family does have a military aristocratic family that the Song Dynasty has won. From Yang Ye to Yang Yanzhao and Yang Wenguang, to Yang Zaixing, a general under Marshal Yue who is suspected to be a descendant of the Yang family, he deserves a word of loyalty and marshal.

Why mention the Yang family generals? That's because the Yang family in Bozhou believes that they are descendants of the Yang family generals.

He claimed that Yang Zhao, the sixth generation of the Yang family of Bozhou, had a genealogy with Yang Yanzhao's son Yang Chongguang. Because Yang Zhao had no son, Yang Chongguang moved his son Yang Gui to Yang Zhao, so their Yang family of Bozhou should actually be regarded as a descendant of Yang Ye.

This statement is worth considering. Because the Yang family in Bozhou said that Yang Guiqian's father Yang Chongguang was "Song Gong Tai Shi, great-grandson of the Secretariat Ling Ye" and "Mozhou Governor, son of Yanlang, the defensive envoy of Benzhou". According to scholars, Yang Yanlang was the son of Yang Ye rather than grandson, and Yang Yanlang's son was Yang Wenguang instead of Yang Chongguang.

When Yang Wenguang quelled the rebellion of Nong Zhigao in the southwest, Yang Gui moved the capital to death and buried it in the soil. He even wanted to adopt it, but he didn't have the ability.

Therefore, this origin can be said to be fabricated. It is a means by the Yang family in Bozhou who wanted to raise their lintel.

But if you say that, you can't stand the Yang family in Bozhou hypnotizing themselves and believe everything.

The ancestors said this, and from the hundreds of years since the Song Dynasty, they naturally believed it. It was delicious and there must be some other evidence. For this reason, the Yang family of Bozhou came up with a solution, which was to practice guns and Yang family guns.

Because the famous Yang Family Gun is just as famous as the story of the loyal and wise generals of the Yang Family. In the opera, the various tiger generals of the Yang Family, and even the women of the Yang Family are first-class heroes on the battlefield, which is enough to show that the Yang Family's sharp shooting skills are enough to gallop on the battlefield.

Just as Qi Jiguang wrote the "New Book of Ji Xiao" and mentioned that "The Yang family's gun is unpredictable, and the world is full of deifications." At that time, the world also said that the pear blossom gun was invincible for twenty years. So what else is there to hesitate for the Yang family in Bozhou? Just arrange it directly.

As for whether the Yang Family Gun is the Yang Family Gun, it is the personal legend of the Yang Family Generals. People don’t care about it. Anyway, the opera at that time said so, and the world is full of words. You can’t sing the opposite tune with them.

In short, after that, the Yang family in Bozhou had a long time of shooting skills. Even if they said they didn't practice, the servants under their command must be proficient in this art.

Yang Zhi'er still had an impression of this, so when he saw this familiar trick, he suddenly became surprised by the black dragon that blocked him in front of him when he looked like he was dreaming of four hundred years ago.

"How come you get the Yang Family Gun?"

If you want to talk about this puzzled thought, the Black Dragon is no less than Yang Zhi'er at all.

He was originally unacceptable to such monsters acting violently, and at the same time, he was a little guilty and then he interjected. But he didn't expect that not long after he had just fought, the thing that was neither human nor ghost on the other side actually revealed his tricks and origins in one bit.

When did even such ghosts have martial arts skills? Will this allow ordinary people to live?

As a standard reckless man, he didn't think too much. But if he didn't think about it, it means that others wouldn't think about it.

The old patriarch realized the problem at this moment, which made him pluck the courage to ask after staring at Yang Zhi'er for a while.

"Who are you!"

"I am the 31st generation head of the Yang family in Bozhou..."

"Old ancestor?"

Yang Zhi'er reported to his own family, and the old patriarch immediately recognized his identity. But this did not bring surprise, but shock and hesitation.

The same goes for the saying, a dead ancestor is a good ancestor, and a living person will only be a big trouble.
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