Before Mo Shan hit the warrior realm, he had to recover his injuries and adjust his condition to the best. That day, he handed over the affairs of the village to Tang Hai and went into seclusion.

Tang Hai neither had the surname Mo nor was he from Mojia Village. However, he became the leader of the village and was supported by everyone.

The leaders are all elected by the villagers and are recognized as the strongest. This is neither a position nor a title. It is more like an honor. The greatest responsibility is to protect the village.

Tang Hai did not refuse and accepted calmly.

The first thing he did as the leader was to distribute spoils. The bloody gang was a bandit, and there was no fixed nest, and the property was carried with him.

Eight bandits found nine gold, twenty silver and some copper horns. Among them, the most contribution was Blood Tuo, who hid five golds alone.

There are more than 10,000 copper horns, and the whole village can share them equally, and each person can get nearly 100 copper horns. This is not a small number.

Tang Hai naturally would not be so stupid that he would use it all to divide it equally. Instead, he took out part of it, including five copper horns for children under ten years old, ten copper horns for adults, and thirty injured copper horns. The seven backbones each had one hundred copper horns.

"The remaining money will be used to buy farm tools next time I go to the market. As public property, each company will use it in rotation in the future." As soon as Tang Hai's words fell, all the villagers smiled happily.

Such distribution can be said to take care of all aspects, and no one has any opinions.

Not only did you share the money, but you would also have public agricultural tools available in the future. These are all real benefits!

If you can protect the lives and property of villagers, the villagers will respect you.

However, if you can bring benefits to the villagers, the villagers will follow you.

Tang Hai listened to the cheers of the villagers and looked at their smiles, knowing that he had really grasped their hearts.

…………

In the room, Tang Hai looked at a book in his hand with a serious look on his face, feeling a little hesitant.

The cover of the book is black, with three complicated words on it. He doesn't recognize it.

This book was found from the man in black robe, and it is likely to record the secret method that can become a cultivator. This was a great attraction to him.

The power displayed by the man in the black robe is like superpowers, magic, spells in the movie...that is supernatural power.

He longs for this power.

However, the power of the man in the black robe was too evil, and it was probably obtained by extremely cruel means. This made him hesitate.

Every time he thinks of those grimaces full of resentment, he feels heartbroken.

If a face is a life, the man in black robe has killed at least hundreds of people! This shocking number makes him feel cold.

"It's better not to have such evil power."

He let out a long sigh, finally made a decision, and he felt relieved.

"This book must be destroyed, and it cannot be harmed again."

He thought of it and did it. He asked Mo Mian to bring a brazier, throw the book in, and watch it swallowed by the flames.

“Huh?”

After a while, he was surprised to find that under the blazing flames, the book was completely unscathed.

"Water and fire are not soaked?"

His eyes narrowed, he reached into the fire, and quickly took out the book. His tentacles were cold. I don’t know what material the book was made of, but it was not hot at all after being roasted by the fire for so long.

"If I can't burn it, I'll tear you."

He didn't believe in evil, so he turned a page and teared it hard. With his current strength, even cowhide could tear it apart. But if he tried his best, the book still remained motionless.

"I must destroy you today!"

He had no choice but to get a book. He suddenly became angry, spread the book open and placed it on the table. Then he pulled out the huge M500 revolver from his waist, pointed it at the book, and then pulled the board.

"Don't……"

Just then, a panic sound rang.

"Who?" Tang Hai frowned. His voice was very tender, like a teenager. He thought it was a child from a village family who came to find him. He said loudly, "Come out."

"Yes, I'll come out right away."

A phantom of a leopard suddenly appeared from above the black book.

Tang Hai was shocked. The phantom reminded him of the grimace on the man in the black robe. He hurriedly took a few steps back and pointed the gun at the phantom. As long as there was something wrong, he would shoot immediately.

"Give me your life, spare me..."

The phantom of the leopard was so scared that it shivered, and knelt there and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Although the phantom looked harmless, Tang Hai did not dare to relax at all and asked, "What are you?"

"I...I am...the book of the Netherworld Sutra...the book spirit." The leopard replied tremblingly.

"Netheric Sutra? Are you saying that the title of this book is Netheric Sutra. What is the book spirit?" Tang Hai lowered his muzzle slightly and his tone eased a little. But his fingers never left the machine.

"Some ancient books will develop a trace of spirituality over a long period of time. Over time, this trace of spirituality will evolve into a book spirit."

As soon as the muzzle was removed, the leopard phantom stopped trembling and spoke neatly.

Tang Hai suddenly asked, "Why are you so afraid of me?"

"I have seen the battle between you and Gu Hei. The power of the mechanism weapons in your hand is too terrible, and the Netherworld Sutra will definitely not be able to bear it. Once the book is destroyed, I will be finished." The leopard phantom glanced at the revolver in his hand in fear.

"Gu Hei? It turns out that the man in black robe is called this name."

Tang Hai felt that it was not like lying, and he moved his heart and said, "It's okay to ask me to spare you. Tell me, what's the use of you to me?"

The leopard phantom said anxiously, "The Netherworld Sutra is the secret inheritance of an ancient cultivator sect. It contains many powerful magical magics, and I can teach you."

"Like Gu Hei, he was finally killed by a grimace?" Tang Hai said sarcastically.

The leopard phantom said embarrassedly, "That's because Gu Hei is eager for quick success and has to learn the quick-achieving and resentful spirit formation..."

Tang Hai snorted coldly and said with a murderous aura, "This Netherworld Sutra records such an evil spirit array. You are afraid that it is not a good thing, but it is still ruined."

"Don't, please, don't ruin me." The leopard phantom was frightened and begged in tears.

Tang Hai laughed in his heart, "It's almost done. If you scare it, you will probably be frightened." He said with a expressionless expression on his face, "Then, tell me what kind of martial arts and magic are there in this Netherworld Sutra. See if there is any need to stay."

"Thanks……"

The leopard burst into tears and said everything in the Netherworld Sutra like a bean.

Tang Hai listened intently, and as the leopard phantom was told, his brows gradually frowned, and after a while, he slowly let go, and finally a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

PS: On the 22nd day of the book release, it is around 150th on the newcomer list. I'm so glad, please vote.
Chapter completed!