The villagers stepped forward to take out the items one by one. Wan Fozi's eyes narrowed slightly. This time, the god doll was taken away by a child.
It was calm on the surface, allowing everyone to go home peacefully.
The screen rotated, and it was ten minutes into the night.
Wan Fozi, dressed in black and wearing a black mask, sneaked into the child's home.
History is always surprisingly similar. Last time it was the old village chief who sneaked into his home like this, but this time it was his turn.
The secrets of the village cannot be exposed, and the secret of this doll cannot be discovered by other villagers and can only be held in one's own hands.
There are a total of five people in the child's family, including parents and grandparents. It is very difficult to successfully steal the doll.
Turning over and entering the house, Wanfozi tiptoed and began to rummage through the boxes and cabinets.
I searched through the closets in the house, but found nothing except some sundries.
"Who are you? You dare to come to the village to steal things. You are very brave!"
An angry shout came from behind, and Wan Fozi was so frightened that he trembled all over. His hand unconsciously reached into the pocket of his coat, and he tightly grasped the short knife that the old village chief used to kill him.
The other people on the bed in the house also woke up, and a masked man in black came in. He didn't look like a kind person.
"Mother, I'm afraid!"
On the bed, the child was curled up in the woman's arms and shivering.
"If you dare to come to the village to steal, son, arrest him and send him to the village chief!"
The old man said in a deep voice.
The man stood up, pulled out a thick wooden stick from the side, and slowly walked towards Wanfozi.
Wanfozi did not dare to speak, because he knew that once the child spoke, he would be controlled immediately.
Today's matter cannot be improved. I have already alerted the enemy, and I must get the God Doll as soon as possible.
"Don't hit me, I surrender!"
Wan Fozi said slowly.
"He's still a courageous thief, but it saves trouble."
The man stepped forward and grabbed Wan Fozi. At this moment, the short knife Wan Fozi had inserted into his sleeve suddenly pulled out and stabbed the tall man in front of him crazily.
In just one breath, the man was stabbed seven or eight times, and his eyes widened.
"you……"
"Mom, take the child and run away!"
The man roared in a low voice and collapsed on the ground, lifeless.
"ah!"
The woman screamed pitifully, and the sound cut through the sky and echoed throughout the village.
Wan Fozi's expression changed. The other person's voice would definitely attract the surrounding villagers. If people saw him, all his efforts would be in vain.
He doesn't have much time left and must get the doll as soon as possible.
"Shut up, don't shout!"
Wan Fozi rushed forward and pierced the woman's heart with a knife, causing the miserable howls in the village to disappear.
"Old man, I'll fight you!"
"Old woman, take your grandson away quickly!"
"Go get help!"
The old man jumped out of the thorn, threw Wanfozi to the ground, and started a struggle.
The old lady picked up her grandson and ran outside. Wanfozi grabbed her ankle and fell to the ground. The grandson burst into tears.
Suddenly, the scene in the room was extremely chaotic.
All the tables, chairs and benches were knocked to the ground, and there were constant clanking and banging noises in the house.
Several nearby houses were brightly lit, and several male owners walked out of their houses and cautiously went to the family of five to check on the situation.
"Chun Sheng?"
"What happened at your home?"
A villager asked at the door. After waiting for a few seconds and no one responded, a villager broke in directly and rushed inside.
The other villagers followed closely behind, but for just a moment, they were horrified.
In front of him was a bloody picture. A total of five members of the family, old and young, were all lying in a pool of blood. Everyone had several bottomless knife marks on their bodies.
A child was stabbed in the neck, and two elderly people were stabbed in the heart.
The scene was extremely horrific.
"This...who did this?"
"Hurry and inform the village chief!"
A few minutes later, Wan Fozi returned to his family of five, surrounded by everyone.
The blood stains on the body have been cleaned, and the God Doll has been obtained again. This doll has been held in the arms of the child, and it took a lot of effort to snatch it away.
The secret of this doll cannot be shared with others, so the whole family can only be sent to hell.
Fortunately, it has become normal for people to die at the end of the sacrifice every year. At this time, the deaths of this family of five can easily be attributed to the ancestors collecting heads.
The villagers were a little scared.
Wan Fozi held the doll in his hand and gave the order again: "There is nothing to be afraid of. Bury the body, then knock down this house and rebuild it. Our village will continue to move forward."
The villagers agreed.
The scene turns again, several years have passed, and Wan Fozi has become the same person as the old village chief.
People are dying in the village every year, and Wan Buddha's heart is getting wilder and wilder. He doesn't care about the life and death of the villagers. He holds the god doll in his hand and directly orders to kill anyone who dares to disobey him.
The woman I want is just a matter of words.
Wan Fozi also became less and less concerned about exposing his secrets. Everyone in this village obeyed him unconditionally. Even if the baby's secret was known, it didn't matter.
When it was time to draw items again, Wan Fozi never explored the secret of this tablet, because there was a vague voice in his heart that kept reminding him that he just had to draw one item from the token honestly every time, and nothing else.
leave it.
And with the existence of the doll, other things are not so important.
The day before the ancestral ceremony, Wan Fozi gave the last instruction to the village.
"From today on, any villager who wants to seize the doll will not be allowed to take any action for a month. The next villager who draws the doll must take the initiative to deliver the doll to the village chief."
After the order was given, Wan Fozi smiled. This was a once and for all solution. From now on, whoever gets the doll will give it to him, and he will be the eternal master of this village!
The next morning, everything was going on in an orderly manner.
The villagers took out items one after another, and this time, the doll came into the hands of a woman.
This is a charming beauty, she is eighteen years old, and Wan Fozi has been waiting for her to grow up for several years. When she thinks that the other party is about to send a baby to her door, and then kiss her, she can't help but feel a little excited.
Wan Buddhazi was sitting at home, tapping his fingers on the table: "Hurry up, beauty, I can't wait any longer!"
As soon as this thought came out, Wanfozi's body suddenly stopped and was imprisoned motionless in place.
I was shocked in my heart. I was being controlled. Specifically, I was not being controlled, but the order I had given earlier had taken effect. Just now I had become anxious, eager to get the beauty and the doll, so now I have lost my ability to move.
ability.
At this moment, a figure slowly walked in at the door.
"Village chief, my daughter is here to deliver the god doll."