According to Lao Cheng and others, there are probably hundreds of young people in this village, but it seems that they didn't see anyone else today.
After cutting down the dozens of big men, no one else came out.
I didn't see anyone else in this tunnel. Where have they gone?
Wang Quan was too lazy to think. Anyway, he would chop one, or two of them.
They are all people, and they all fall to the ground with an axe, and there is no difference.
After returning to the village chief's house through the tunnel, nothing changed.
When he came outside the house, Wang Quan was slightly startled.
The feeling of being watched all the time disappeared.
Is it because all the leaders of the village sect are dead?
Although Ajiu's face was still expressionless, it could be seen that she was a little scared. She held Wang Quan's sleeve with her left hand and pulled the cart with her right hand, and whispered: "Brother, the village is very strange."
But this little village girl is really obsessed with money. She started to get scared and still held on to the cart.
You really can't let those two boxes of gold out of sight no matter where you go.
"Hey, what's going on?" Wang Quan held her hand and walked toward the guest room, "Come on, go back and wait for them. They will come to us after they finish solving the problem."
"Um."
............
Half an hour later, Wang Quan leaned on the door frame and smoked while looking at the sky.
Feng Ajiu squatted on the cart, holding two boxes on the left and right and not letting go.
Dark clouds covered the sky, and the surrounding area became darker visible to the naked eye.
"Isn't it going to rain?" Wang Quan murmured while holding a cigarette, "Isn't it possible that they are going to rush into the street? Is it possible to overturn a group of lonely old people? No way...
..”
Obviously, his worries were unnecessary.
Soon, Cheng Weihua and the four of them came back.
The people are all back, and there are no missing arms or legs, but the appearance is not that complete.
All four of them looked exhausted. Even Xin Zihao and Lin Yu were covered in blood, as if they had just swam a two-hundred-meter freestyle in a plasma pool.
Wang Quan flicked the cigarette ashes and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? What happened to you? It feels like there's a lot of bleeding."
He was wearing a suit and leather jacket, and there wasn't even a drop of blood on his body.
However, I have to say that I still got a lot of dust when walking down the underground tunnel.
Going back to the dry cleaner to wash the clothes will cost you a lot of money.
Cheng Weihua and the other two finally relaxed when they arrived here, probably because they saw Wang Quan here.
He threw a cigarette to Lin Yu and then lit another one himself.
After taking a few puffs, they began to explain why they were like this:
"Originally, everything was fine. Most of the villagers were fanatical believers, and they basically couldn't get any useful information. I dealt with them all.
"There were also a few people who were not so brainwashed who were willing to cooperate, and we basically asked everything."
He sighed, "Zhaodi was possessed sixteen years ago, but the possession was not thorough enough. In fact, she could come out of the seal on her own. Then they have been developing, just for this sacrifice."
He glanced at Ajiu and said, "Ajiu is the next sacrifice chosen by them because she has the blood of gods in her body.
"They say that it is a bloodline that has been passed down from a long time ago. The position of high priest will always be the girl of that family, because the ancestors of their family are the ones who founded Fenggu Village and the Dafeng Sect.
"By the way, our first task has been completed. We have confirmed that their god is the strong wind. The strong wind mentioned in the Book of Mountains and Seas will bring disasters when it appears."
Ajiu showed no reaction and was still sitting on the cart next to Wang Quan.
"Blood of God? Gale Sect? Not bad, you will actually gain something."
Wang Quan praised a few words, although the words of praise did not sound very nice.
After regaining his breath, Xin Zihao wiped the blood from his face and said: "Everyone was fine at first, but for some unknown reason more than half an hour ago, those people all turned into living corpses. We can only kill them all."
Cut it.
"Brother Quan, how are you doing there? Have you found Dafeng's altar?"
His voice was still a little shaky.
After all, he was just an ordinary college student who volunteered for righteousness, and he probably never thought that one day he would be able to kill people with an axe.
"Well, there are two good news and one bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?" Wang Quan threw the question back.
"Ah?" Xin Zihao was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Then let's tell you the good news first."
"The good news is that I have taken care of the village chiefs, Feng Sixi, Feng Shuangliu and the like, and then I have killed dozens of their young and middle-aged mad believers, and the rest are not a big concern."
"Really? That's great!" Xin Zihao said with joy, "What's the other good news?"
Wang Quan smiled slightly, "Another good news is that the last high priest, Feng Zhaodi, is indeed Ajiu's mother, and we have also met."
Cheng Weihua always felt his eyelids twitching, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, "What's the bad news? Don't say you hacked her to death..."
"That's not true."
Cheng Weihua breathed a sigh of relief.
"I used the cluster bomb you gave me to blow her up to death, leaving her whole body gone."
Cheng Weihua: "..."
Xin Zihao and three others: "..."
The three of them all turned to look at Cheng Weihua, fearing that the group leader would have sex with Wang Quan on impulse.
In fact, they are not worried about who to help when the time comes, but mainly because they are afraid that the leader will be impulsive and die.
It doesn't matter who the three of them help, it's useless anyway.
There is no need to help Brother Quan.
Gang leader? That's just corpse +3.
Including Liu Guoping who was hacked to death before, it means that he did not die in the hands of the dungeon BOSS, but was killed by his own team...
No matter how you think about it, it's ridiculous.
Cheng Weihua took a deep breath and smoked half of the cigarette in one breath (please don't imitate this, it's very harmful, or you'd better not smoke).
He exhaled slowly, letting out the hotness filling his lungs.
I also vomited out my last thoughts.
In fact, after hearing that Zhao Di had been adopted, he didn't have much hope.
There is obviously something wrong with this sect. After all the fanatical believers below have been brainwashed and become less human, how could she, the high priest, be spared?
Before, he was just comforting himself, thinking what if?
There is no chance now.
At least, my daughter and prospective son-in-law are still alive.
Mainly because he couldn't beat Wang Quan.
Cheng Weihua threw away the cigarette butt and looked up at the sky.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and they even felt a light wind blowing.
Soon, the raindrops fell, becoming sparse and dense.
"Let's talk inside first."
Several people, including carts and boxes, entered the house where Wang Quan lived.
After closing the door, it soon started to rain heavily outside.
The raindrops made a crackling sound on the roof tiles.
Lighting candles for lighting, Cheng Weihua comforted him: "It's useless to think about that now. Xiao Wang, you don't have to blame yourself. When encountering this kind of situation, I will first ensure that I and Ajiu are alive."
Wang Quan waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, I don't blame myself."
"..." Cheng Weihua skipped the topic, "Let's not talk about it anymore. Xiao Wang, have you found the altar over there?"
"I didn't find the altar. There was just an open space over there, but I saw the windmill. It seemed to be a few hundred meters high. I didn't take a closer look."
Having said this, Wang Quan suddenly frowned, "Yes, why didn't I check the windmill..."
No, why didn't he check the windmill? Why didn't he look for the altar?
and......
He hit his head.
What was his purpose in coming to Fenggu Village in the first place?
I can't remember some clearly.
Under the dim light of the candle, his eyes became scarleter.
Cheng Weihua and the other four people were worried, fearing that he would fall ill on the spot. Old Cheng quickly said: "Don't think about this for now, let's talk about what should we do next?
"It's windy outside now, something is obviously wrong. You should know that there shouldn't be wind in this village."
Wang Quan raised his head, his eyes filled with scarlet light. "You said there is no one in the village except us, right?"
His voice was surprisingly calm, even the slight frivolity from before was gone.
Cheng Weihua's expression became serious, "Yeah, what's wrong? Did you find something?"
"Since there is no one else in the village." Wang Quan tilted his head slightly, "Where did the footsteps outside come from?"
The faces of Cheng Weihua and others changed and they listened attentively.
Unfortunately, they heard nothing except the sound of rain hitting the roof and the howling wind.