Chapter 163

The sun was shining brightly today, but there was a dark cloud drifting towards them from afar.

Further north of the North Mountain was a large forest.

There was a small path in the forest.

After walking along the path for a few hundred meters, there was a large clearing.

At the northernmost part of the clearing was a windmill.

A windmill that was three hundred meters tall.

The four large blades of the windmill were not moving.

In the square in front of the windmill, hundreds of people were kneeling on the ground and praying.

The leader was a white-haired woman who looked to be in her twenties.

If Wang Quan was here, he would notice that she looked very similar to Feng Ah Jiu.

When the village chief and the rest returned, they happened to be in the middle of the three daily prayers.

The few of them quickly joined the procession.

After the prayers, the crowd dispersed, leaving only four people behind.

Other than the white-haired woman and the village chief, there was also a two-meter tall, muscular old man and an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

"High priest." The village chief bowed and said, "Everything is normal in the village, but those outsiders are very vigilant. I was afraid of alerting them, so I didn't disturb them."

The old man, who was the previous village chief, Feng Sixi, frowned. "But an old man among them is already dead …"

The ritual required them to sacrifice different people according to the rules.

They didn't have such people in the village, so they needed the lives of outsiders.

Sixteen years ago, they failed because of this rule.

According to the rules, they had to sacrifice "students", "virgins", "virgins", "kindhearted", and "elders" in order.

According to this order, they could kill the "Son of God" and summon the "God".

Originally, Cheng Weihua and the rest were their chosen sacrifices, but now that the "elder" was dead, what should they do?

Feng Sixi scratched his head. "So who the hell did it?"

He looked at the village chief.

The village chief waved his hand. "Don't look at me, you know me. I'm not responsible for guarding the village."

Feng Sixi looked at his son, Feng Shuangliu.

Feng Shuangliu glared at him. "Don't look at me! Daddy knows me. I've been at the altar and in the mountains for the past few days, I don't know what's going on in the village! "

The high priest didn't look at them. He was already kneeling and praying silently with his eyes closed.

The three of them looked at each other.

After a while, Feng Sixi asked, "Did you find the old man's body?"

"Found him." There was a hint of fear in the depths of Feng Shuangliu's eyes. "The scene was extremely cruel. That old man was everywhere."

"..."

All over the ground … these four words did not make one feel too good.

The village chief scratched his head, feeling a little itchy. "Could it be that the group of foreigners are fighting amongst themselves? I didn't see any reaction after the old man disappeared.

Feng Sixi asked, "What's going on with those foreigners? Two, Shuangliu Feng said.

"Three young people, two men and one woman. The woman is clean and has nothing to do with the other men. One of the two men is obviously a student, and the other looks like a lifeless person.

"There's also a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks ordinary. But other than the first noon meal, he stayed in his room and didn't come out much. His meals were brought back by others. We didn't want to alert him, so we didn't keep an eye on him. "

Feng Shuangliu glared at him. "Isn't there a pretty boy in a dress? "Feng.

Five people. "Feng Sixi looked at the old man." What happened to that young man? Doesn't that make it five people? "Feng Sixi looked at the Village Chief." What's up with that young man? If he didn't come with the others … Could it be that he killed the old man? "

The old man gave a thumbs up. "He was handsome, good-looking, caring, caring, but he had two flaws. One was that he was too handsome, and the other was that he had nothing but his good points."

The village chief gave him a thumbs up. "He's handsome, has a peerless temperament, a peerless appearance, a family-oriented personality, and is gentle and considerate. However, he has two shortcomings. One is that he's too handsome, and the other is that he has nothing but his strengths."

Feng Shuangliu was speechless.

Feng Sixi was speechless.

Was he human?

No, how could there be such a person in this world?

"So you mean he didn't kill the old man?"

"Impossible! He was kind. He couldn't even bear to kill a chicken. How could he kill someone? And he did it in such a cruel way. "

Feng Sixi's eyes lit up. "Didn't we gather all the offerings?

"Look, since the old man is dead, the middle-aged man with thick brows and big eyes is the oldest. He can be the 'elder'. I'll leave the position of 'Good Samaritan' to this … perfect and kind outsider.

"He's so perfect. God will be happy when he receives this offering."

As for the murderer …

A person who couldn't even bear to kill a chicken, how could he be the one who chopped people into dozens of pieces?

Impossible!

"I seem to hear someone saying I'm handsome?"

"Who?!"

The three of them turned around.

Not far away, the wooden plank covering the tunnel was lifted. Then …

White Hair stuck his head out.

White Hair retracted his head.

The three of them looked at each other.

Feng Shuangliu was dumbfounded. "Is that Ah Jiu?"

Feng Sixi was puzzled. "But I heard a man's voice."

The village head sighed. "He's here."

The father and son turned around at the same time. "Who's here?"

"Such a magnetic and masculine voice. Who else could it be other than him?" The village head pouted. "It's that 'good man'."

"Sure. Hearing you praise me, I won't smash your head this time."

As the voice rang out, a figure jumped out of the tunnel entrance.

There was also a handcart and two boxes that he carried up.

Behind him, a white-haired village girl crawled out.

The moment the two of them crawled out, dozens of burly men walked out from the surrounding forest and slowly surrounded the two of them.

Feng Sixi glared at the village head. "Is this what you meant by 'foolproof'?"

The village head was speechless.

Feng Shuangliu stroked his chin and looked at Wang Quan from head to toe. He muttered, "Handsome, charismatic, handsome, caring, gentle and considerate? I can't tell … "

"I'm the one who asked Ah Jiu to bring him here."

The High Priestess's gentle voice sounded.

She finally ended her prayer and turned around. She looked at Ah Jiu with gentle eyes. "Ah Jiu, come here."

Ah Jiu didn't move. She just pulled Wang Quan's sleeve.

Wang Quan lowered his head and met Ah Jiu's calm eyes. "Brother, do you trust me?"

"Nonsense." Wang Quan rubbed his white hair angrily. "If I don't trust my own people, do you think I'll trust a stranger?"

If he trusted, he would trust him 100%.

That was Wang Quan's life principle.

Even if he trusted the wrong person, he could only blame himself for not knowing the right person.

At most, he would just kill the other party.

He had absolute confidence in the power of the Ghost Bride who was attached to him.

As long as their god hadn't been released, he was invincible!

"Yes, so I didn't lie to you to come here."

She took a step back and put her head on Wang Quan's back. "Brother, if it's possible … please use violence on them for me."

"Ha …" Wang Quan chuckled and took out his hand axe. "Wasn't it decided a long time ago?"

His eyes were scarlet and he had a smile on his face. He exuded a dangerous aura.

Feng Shuangliu swallowed and muttered, "Village head, is this what you mean by being kind? You can't even bear to kill a chicken?"