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Chapter 102 The weird village (please subscribe)
  after one day.

In the morning, just after dawn, the door of the temporary interrogation courtyard was pushed open. Leng Qianhu walked in quickly and looked at the two small flags guarding the interrogation room next to him. The small flags motioned in the direction of the main room, and he immediately walked to the main room. In front of the house, he cupped his hands and said, "Taoist Master Changqing."

Wang Ping in the room immediately put away the puppet Zi Hong, dispersed the two enlightened soldiers, stood up and cast a 'cleaning technique' on himself, then pushed the door out, greeted Leng Qianhu and asked, "But there is good news. "

"It's not good news. After one night of sorting, we identified a place called Xiabian Village in Cai Xin's memory!" Leng Qianhu took out a half-finger-thick copy from his storage bag and handed it to Wang Ping.

When Wang Ping took over the copy, Leng Qianhu asked again: "I wonder if the information about the place I got overlaps with the information about Changqing Taoist Priest?"

A very smart question.

"The assassin who assassinated me yesterday was from Xiabian Village!" Wang Ping did not hide this.

"That's right, let's take action now?"

Leng Qianhu smiled.

At this time, Ah Jiu also walked into the yard. While he saluted Wang Ping with clasped fists, he said: "Zhang Jinglong's breath was not detected at various monitoring points. Taoist Xuanhe speculated that he was hiding in the mountains."

"Then there's no need to look for him..." Leng Qianhu's tone was not surprising, "I've been prepared for this for a long time, and I won't be surprised if you can find him."

Ah Jiu pretended not to hear Leng Feng's sarcasm, and then reported: "Zhang Jinglong went out of the city once, and he went to the south of the city. I quickly checked his whereabouts overnight and went all the way to Xiabian Village, eighty miles away. This The village gave me a dangerous feeling, so I didn’t go in to explore.”

"Snapped!"

Leng Qianhu clapped his hands and said, "That's right, we can set off..."

"You don't have to go too far. Ah Jiu, you go and report to Taoist Master Wenyang. I will send a distress signal when necessary." Wang Ping made a decision. He first ordered Ah Jiu, then looked at Leng Qianhu and said: "Just the two of us can go there."

"That's what I meant. Maybe Zhang Jinglong is in Xiabian Village!"

Wang Ping nodded. He first took out the copper coins and calculated two hexagrams, and then projected his identity card into the sky. Then he rolled up his true energy and headed to the south of the city. Leng Qianhu followed him and used Wang Ping's tiger skin to protect his body. Walk empty.

Ah Jiu could only look at it with envy.

Two quarters of an hour later…

Wang Ping followed Chen Jushu's memory in Soul Search and saw a village built along a high slope. A stream flowed through the middle of the village. The village was surrounded by acres of rice fields, and there were old farmers busy in some of the rice fields. .

"Why did you stop?" Leng Qianhu asked, looking at Wang Ping who suddenly stopped and hid in the clouds.

"Don't you think this village is weird?"

"What aspect does 伱 refer to?"

Wang Ping didn't say anything. Yu Lian got out of Wang Ping's sleeves, returned to her original body length, surrounded Wang Ping's body, and uttered human words: "The sky is dyed blood red with all the malice."

After hearing this, Leng Feng looked at the village below, thinking that this might be the place where the corpse soldiers were stored. The current peaceful expression was indeed very strange, so he pinched the magic formula with his hands and concentrated...

The next moment, his face became a little ugly. In the world of spiritual energy, the space between heaven and earth seemed to be oozing with blood. The earth seemed to be covered with magma, and gray smoke was everywhere.

"Fire spirit? How could it be a fire spirit?" Leng Feng murmured.

"It's not a fire spirit, it's a man-made monster, but I don't know where it is!" Yu Lian reminded.

Wang Ping thought of Chen Jushu's memory of the bonfire party at night, so he said: "The assassin remembered that something special would happen at night, but the memory is very vague. Maybe we can wait until night!" "That's good!"

After making the decision, both of them disappeared and meditated in the clouds.

Two hours later, a passing father and son passed by the village. After exchanging a few words with a person in the village, they were politely invited into the house and never came out again.

Two hours later, an old woman also encountered the same thing. By this time, the sky was already slightly dark.

Leng Qianhu frowned and said, "I actually didn't find this village. It exists right under my nose."

Wang Pingan smiled and comforted: "There are many things in this world that are beyond human control!"

"I've hated this sentence since I was a kid!"

"The truth is disgusting."

During the brief exchange between the two, the villagers who were working outside the village came back one after another. They all gathered in the small square in the center of the village and were methodically setting up a firewood pile more than ten feet high, and then used broken wood in front of the firewood pile. A simple sacrificial altar was built with stones.

Wang Ping looked at the busy villagers in the center of the village and said, "Have you noticed that no one in this village seems to have made a fire for lunch, and there is not a child in sight."

While the two were talking, the villagers placed a girl in a blue dress on the altar. The girl was in a coma. Then, the villagers prayed devoutly around the altar. After a while, the unconscious girl opened her eyes. At this moment, she got up and knelt down on the altar to pray with the villagers.

This weird scene made Wang Ping's scalp numb, and Leng Qianhu next to him felt the same way.

They prayed until it was completely dark, and then happily lit the pyre that had been piled up in advance. When the fire reached the sky, they danced happily around the flames.

At this time, the three people who were invited to the village during the day were taken out and pulled to the village square. During this period, the three people were shouting desperately, but the villagers were still dancing happily. Some villagers brought the prepared chicken, duck and fish. They warmly greeted the three guests for dinner.

The three of them dared not take a bite, but the villagers still warmly invited them. At the same time, the dance next to the bonfire became more and more passionate, and the rising flames became more and more powerful. The rising flames ignited a rune circle carved in the village square.

"It's the first day of sacrifice!"

Leng Qianhu recognized the magic circle at a glance. As soon as he finished speaking, the dancing villagers' skins were covered with burnt flesh and blood, and there were blood bubbles oozing out under the light of the fire. They looked a bit too weird and terrifying.

The three 'guests' were trembling with fear, and the cheers became harsh at this moment. The three were pushed by a group of terrifying 'villagers' and sent to the front of the bonfire covered by fire.

At this moment, the skin on the beautiful girl on the altar was constantly cracking, and magma-like material was flowing out of the cracks.

When Wang Ping saw this scene, he felt a chill on the back of his head...

"Damn it, I can't bear it anymore..."

Leng Feng roared angrily, and two standard long knives refined by demon blood and fused by him appeared next to him, and then he flipped over and charged down to kill them.

Wang Ping next to him was dumbfounded. He really didn't realize that this dear man was still a hot-blooded man!

"Aren't you going down?" Yu Lian asked.

"Let's take a look first. There is something strange about this place." Wang Ping patted the storage bag and summoned seven sword talismans, but did not go to help immediately.

(End of this chapter)