Chapter 181

Through the tunnel, his journey was unimpeded.

According to Old Cheng and the others, there were about a few hundred young and strong people in the village, but they didn't seem to see anyone else today.

After killing the dozens of burly men, no one else rushed out.

There was no one else in this tunnel. Where did they all go?

Wang Quan couldn't be bothered to think. In any case, he would cut down one person and two people.

They were all humans, so there was no difference if they all fell to the ground with an ax.

Through the tunnel, he returned to the village chief's house. Nothing had changed.

When he came out of the house, Wang Quan was slightly stunned.

The feeling of being watched was gone.

Was it because the leaders of the village's sects were all dead?

Although Ah Jiu was still expressionless, it was obvious that she was a little afraid. She pulled Wang Quan's sleeve with her left hand and pulled the cart with her right. She said in a low voice, "Brother, the village is very strange."

However, this little village girl was really a money-grubber. She was already afraid, but she still grabbed the cart and refused to let go.

She really couldn't let the two boxes of gold out of her sight no matter where she went.

"Tsk, it's not a big deal." Wang Quan held her hand and walked towards the guest room. "Let's go back and wait for them. They'll come find us after they're done."

"Okay."

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Half an hour later, Wang Quan leaned against the door frame and looked at the sky, smoking.

Feng Ajiu squatted on the handcart and hugged the two boxes tightly, refusing to let go.

The dark clouds in the sky covered the sky, and the surroundings darkened visibly.

"It's not going to rain, is it?" Wang Quan mumbled with a cigarette in his mouth. "Are they going to die? Are they going to die just because they're dealing with a group of lonely old people? It can't be … "

It was obvious that his worries were unnecessary.

Soon, Cheng Weihua and the others came back.

They were all back, and they didn't lose an arm or a leg, but their appearance was not so complete.

All four of them looked tired. Even Xin Zihao and Lin Yu were covered in blood, as if they had just swum 200 meters in a pool of blood.

Wang Quan flicked the ash off his cigarette and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? What happened to you? I feel like you've lost a lot of blood. "

He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and there was not even a drop of blood on him.

But to be honest, they still got a lot of dust when they walked in the underground tunnel.

It would cost them a lot of money to go back and find a dry cleaner to wash their clothes.

Cheng Weihua and the others finally relaxed when they arrived here. Maybe it was because they saw Wang Quan here.

He threw a cigarette to Lin Yu and then lit one for himself.

After a few puffs, he began to explain why they were like this.

"Everything was fine at first. Most of the villagers were fanatics, and they couldn't get any useful information, so I got rid of them.

"There were a few who weren't so brainwashed and were willing to cooperate. We basically got all the information out of them."

He sighed. "16 years ago, Zhao Di was already controlled, but the control wasn't thorough enough. In fact, she could have come out of the seal on her own. Since then, they have been developing their power for this sacrificial ceremony. "

He glanced at Ah Jiu. "Ah Jiu was the next sacrifice chosen by them because she has the Blood of God in her body.

"They said that it was a bloodline that had been passed down for a long time. The position of the high priestess would always be that family's daughter, because her ancestor was the one who founded Breeze Valley Village, and also the one who founded the Gale Order.

"By the way, we've completed our first mission. We've confirmed that their god is Gale. The Gale mentioned in the Classic of Mountains and Seas will bring wind disasters whenever it appears."

Ah Jiu didn't respond. She was still sitting next to Wang Quan on the handcart.

"Blood of God? Gale? Not bad, you guys actually found something. "

Wang Quan complimented him, even though his compliments didn't sound very nice.

After catching his breath, Xin Zihao wiped the blood off his face and said, "Everything was fine, but half an hour ago, for some reason, those people all attacked us like crazy. We had no choice but to kill them all.

"Quan Ge, how's it going on your side? Did you find Gale's altar? "

His voice was still a little shaky.

After all, he was just an ordinary university student who acted bravely for a just cause. He probably didn't think that there would be a day when he would use an axe to chop people.

"Well, I have two pieces of good news and one piece of bad news. Which one do you guys want to hear first?" Wang Quan threw the question back.

"Ah?" Xin Zihao was stunned. He blurted out, "Then let's talk about the good news first."

"The good news is that I've taken care of the village chief, Feng Sixi, and Feng Shuangliu. I've also killed dozens of their young and strong fanatics. The rest are nothing to worry about."

"Really? That's great! "Xin Zihao was overjoyed." What's the other good news? "

Wang Quan smiled. "The other good news is that the previous high priestess, Feng Zhaodi, is indeed Ah Jiu's mother. We've also met her."

Cheng Weihua felt his eyelids twitching. He had a bad feeling. "What's the bad news? Don't tell me you killed her … "

"That's not true."

Cheng Weihua heaved a sigh of relief.

"I used the cluster bomb you gave me to blow her up. The kind that didn't even leave a complete corpse."

Cheng Weihua: "…"

Xin Zihao and the other two: "…"

The three of them turned to look at Cheng Weihua. They were afraid that their leader would be impulsive and fight with Wang Quan.

Actually, they were not conflicted about who they should help. They were mainly afraid that their leader would be impulsive and die.

It didn't matter who the three of them helped. It was useless anyway.

There was no need to help Quan Ge.

Help their leader? That was just a + 3 corpse.

Including Liu Guoping who was killed previously, it meant that they didn't die in the hands of the dungeon's boss. In the end, they were killed by their own people …

It was ridiculous no matter how they thought about it.

Cheng Weihua took a deep breath and finished half of the cigarette in one puff. (Everyone, don't learn from me. This is very hurtful. It's better for everyone not to smoke.)

He slowly exhaled and exhaled the burning hot air that filled his lungs.

He also exhaled the last bit of his thoughts.

Actually, when he heard that Zhaodi had been taken, he didn't have much hope.

There was clearly something wrong with this cult. After the fanatics were brainwashed and became inhuman, how could she, as the high priestess, be spared?

Before, he was just comforting himself. What if?

Now, there was no 'what if'.

At least his daughter and future son-in-law were still alive.

Cheng Weihua threw away the cigarette butt and looked up at the sky.

The sky was covered with dark clouds. They could even feel a small wind blowing.

Soon, the rain fell. The sparse rain became dense.

"Let's talk inside."

The few of them, along with the cart and the box, entered the house where Wang Quan lived.

After closing the door, it was soon raining cats and dogs outside.

The raindrops hit the roof tiles, making pitter-patter sounds.

After lighting a candle, Cheng Weihua comforted him. "It's useless to think about that now. Xiao Wang, you don't have to blame yourself. If I encountered such a situation, I would have made sure that I and Ah Jiu were alive first. "

Wang Quan waved his hand. "It's okay, I'm not blaming myself."

"…" Cheng Weihua skipped this topic. "Let's not talk about this. Xiao Wang, did you find the altar over there?"

"I didn't find the altar. It's just an empty space over there. But I saw the windmill. It's a few hundred meters high. I didn't take a closer look."

Speaking of this, Wang Quan suddenly frowned. "That's right. Why didn't I check the windmill …"

That shouldn't be the case. Why didn't he check the windmill? He didn't look for the altar?

Moreover …

He knocked on his head.

What was his purpose in coming to Winddale Village in the first place?

He couldn't remember.

Under the dim light of the candlelight, his eyes became even more scarlet.

Cheng Weihua and the others tensed up, afraid that he would act up on the spot. Old Cheng quickly said, "Let's not think about this for now. What should we do next?

"It's windy outside now. Something's wrong. You should know that there shouldn't be any wind in this village. "

Wang Quan raised his head, his eyes glowing with a scarlet light. "You said that there's no one else in the village except for us, right?"

His voice was surprisingly calm. Even the little bit of frivolity from before was gone.

Cheng Weihua's expression became serious. "Yes, what's wrong? Did you discover something? "

"Since there's no one else in the village." Wang Quan tilted his head slightly. "Then where did the footsteps outside come from?"

Cheng Weihua and the others' expressions changed as they listened attentively.

Unfortunately, other than the sound of the rain hitting the roof and the howling wind, they heard nothing else.

But the next moment, they heard it.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Someone knocked on the door.