Early the next morning, Qin Fan and his party boarded the high-speed train to southern Xinjiang.
Jiangbei border, Yan family.
In the hall, Cheng Qiang and his son were sitting in the guest seats.
Wearing a black training uniform, Yan Beifei, who is nearly 50 years old, is sitting in the first place.
Cheng Qiang's eyes were filled with tears and his voice was weeping: "Brother Yan, my second brother died unjustly. I hope Brother Yan can send someone to avenge my second brother!"
Before Yan Beifei could speak, Young Master Yan Xinyu, who had peach blossom eyes beside him, raised his head and sneered with an arrogant face: "What's so difficult about this? I'll go find him and ask him to kneel in front of the Cheng family in person.
Apologize in front of the door!"
"Dad, you taught me this!"
"Uncle Cheng, let's go!"
Yan Xinyu stood up carelessly, as if everything was taken care of by me.
Yan Beifei frowned slightly, wanting to dissuade him, but he didn't want to dampen his son's interest.
"Xinyu, don't be impulsive or show off your strength. If you encounter something you can't solve, call me immediately!"
"Dad, don't worry, you and mom. If I can't handle this little thing, I won't have to go out to hang out anymore!"
Cheng Qiang was overjoyed. He originally thought that he could just invite a subordinate from the Yan family, but he didn't expect that Young Master Yan would actually take action himself!
In this way, it is equivalent to dragging the entire Yan family into it.
It would be great if Young Master Yan could do it, but even if he couldn't, Yan Beifei should take action himself!
"Then there's Young Master Lao Yan!"
Cheng Qiang's attitude was very low-key, which made Yan Xinyu very satisfied and made him feel a little bit carried away.
"Okay, Uncle Cheng, don't be polite to me, let's go! Let's go find him to settle the score now!"
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Southern Xinjiang is located on the southwest edge of China, with many dangerous mountains, bad waters, and miasma of poisonous insects.
The area here is vast and sparsely populated, and some mountainous areas are even more inaccessible.
Qin Fan and others took the high-speed train, then a car, and finally a farm tractor, and finally arrived at the village where the Holy Envoy lived before sunset.
Of course, if it weren't for taking care of Lin Churan and the injured Gulido, we wouldn't have to take the tractor.
After all, their speed is many times faster than tractors.
This village is built against a mountain and looks very backward. The houses are all made of wooden boards.
Occasionally, some residents wearing strange clothes came out of the stockade. All of them were sallow and thin. Entering the stockade was like entering a slum.
Qin Fan looked at He Ahua, frowned and asked, "Does your holy envoy live in a place like this?"
"This is the stronghold of the Holy Envoy. These people are loyal servants who are willing to devote their lives to the Holy Envoy."
Lin Churan laughed with some disdain: "In this day and age, there are still people who are willing to dedicate their lives! Where are the liars? I think these people are obviously captured by you to do hard labor!"
He Ahua glared at Lin Churan and shouted angrily: "Don't be disrespectful to the Holy Envoy!"
Qin Fan glanced at her, and He Ahua immediately shut up and led the way obediently.
A group of people walked into the village, and the people in the village looked at them with numb and indifferent eyes. Lin Churan felt that their eyes did not look at the same kind of people at all, but at food.
Lin Churan hugged Qin Fan's arm tightly with her small hands and whispered: "Qin Fan, I'm a little scared. The looks from these people are so scary."
Qin Fan comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Everyone walked towards the tallest three-story wooden house in the village.
When passing by a wooden house, a little girl wearing a simple coarse skirt, revealing two thin legs like bamboo poles, looked at them pitifully.
Lin Churan stopped, stared at He Ahua, and shouted angrily: "Huh, is such a big child a servant who is willing to devote his life to your holy envoy?"
He Ahua smiled charmingly: "Doesn't this just prove the lofty status of our holy envoys in their hearts?"
Lin Churan rolled his eyes and sneered.
The little girl suddenly asked: "Do you have anything to eat?"
Lin Churan touched his pocket and found a chocolate.
"This is for you to eat."
"Don't give it to her!" He Ahua and the other two people shouted urgently at the same time, and even Guliduo also yelled out while holding back the pain.
However, as soon as Lin Churan stretched out his hand, the chocolate was quickly snatched away by the little girl and stuffed into her mouth, as if she was afraid that someone would come to snatch it.
"Why don't you peel off the wrapping paper?" Lin Churan asked with a shocked look on his face.
"Let's go!"
He Ahua suddenly screamed and walked forward hurriedly.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Many people suddenly rushed out of the surrounding wooden houses and surrounded them.
Lin Churan asked in horror: "What's going on? What happened to them?"
Each of these people was as skinny as a stick, with numb and indifferent expressions in their eyes, like walking corpses.
A young man pointed at Lin Churan and growled like a wild animal: "Give me the food."
"Give me the food, quickly!"
The little girl also stretched out her hand again: "I want more, give me something to eat."
Lin Churan was so frightened that he kept shaking his head: "I have nothing to eat."
The little girl stared straight at Lin Churan: "Then let me eat you!"
"ah!"
Lin Churan screamed in fright and hurriedly hid behind Qin Fan.
"It's terrible! It's terrible!"
"She actually wants to eat people!"
Coming from a child, these words sounded really creepy.
Qin Fan looked at He Ahua and asked coldly: "This place is backed by a mountain, why are they so hungry?"
He Ahua's eyes flickered but she said nothing, and the same was true for the other three.
Qin Fan said calmly: "If you don't speak, then just wait to be eaten by them!"
"No, I said!" He Ahua turned pale with fright: "It's the Holy Envoy. The Holy Envoy ate up everything here!"
"Is your holy envoy a pig?" Lin Churan complained.
Suddenly, a dull and thick voice came from the three-story building: "Gu Liduo, He Ahua, have you found my Witch God Sect's treasure book?"
Hearing this sound, everyone in the village was like a mouse seeing a cat, rushing back to their houses as quickly as possible and closing the door firmly.
The little girl also stumbled and crawled back to the cabin, never daring to come out again.
He Ahua and Guliduo immediately knelt on the ground, put their hands on their chests, and knelt in the direction of the three-story building.
"Back to the Holy Envoy, we found the daughter of Lin Ananda and Sanjili! As long as the two traitors see their daughters, they will definitely hand over the book."
It's as if we were captured by you... Lin Churan curled his lips and cursed secretly.
The deep, heavy voice said: "Bring her to the altar."
"yes!"
He Ahua looked at Qin Fan, lowered her head and said with a face of shame: "Our Holy Envoy is extremely powerful, if you pass by, you will still have time to escape now."
Qin Fan had no expression on his face and said calmly: "Take me to the altar."
The altar is the three-story building in front.
The style of this building is very peculiar. It is similar to an octagonal tower but not like it. There is a door on each floor. Through the door, you can see a huge cage placed in the house.
There is a cage in the door on the first floor, a large iron pot on the second floor, and the third floor cannot be seen because it is too high.
A middle-aged man with tall stature, thick limbs and rough appearance, wearing a loose black robe, stood in the yard.
He Ahua and others knelt down at the door, prostrated on the ground, and shouted: "Meet the Holy Envoy of Jie Di!"