"Hmm, what treasure do you have?" The mace stopped next to Jean Bala's head, and the strong wind it brought up tore through Jean Bala's skin, which shows how powerful this time is! Although Li Huan stopped in time, he was still so frightened that Bala's face turned pale, and a smell of urine permeated from under his pants.

At the same time, dozens of kilometers away in the Baron Valley, in an indigenous village at the foot of Mount Kenya, a pretty black girl stood beside an old man who was too old to tell how old he was. Her face is decorated with white paint, which looks lively and playful, her long black hair is braided into small braids, and a red turban is wrapped around her head, which looks playful and cute.

The old man held a cane with a skeleton carved into the tip of the cane, and looked deeply at the dry river in front of the village.

"Grandpa, is it really okay for you to refuse to let Barra like that? Anyway, he's also one of our great wizards. Herman's soul has returned, and if Bala dies again, there will be even fewer of our archwizards left in Africa. The girl wondered.

"Marianne, if it weren't for Grandpa not saving him, and letting these scum ruin the reputation of Voodoo, we would become a real cult. Do you think a wizard is important, or is our reputation important?" said the old man, with a hint of vicissitudes in his voice.

"But we're pretty weak now...... Let Barra and Herman deserve to die, but it should be our own people who carry out the execution, and if anyone can kill them at will, it will make outsiders think that we are better bullied. The girl said seriously.

The old man paused for crutches: "Having said that, Marianne, you are still young, you must know that there are people outside the world! ”

"Grandpa......" Marianne's face changed, in her eyes he had always been an omnipotent grandfather, and he actually admitted that he couldn't do anything!

"If Bala is lucky, he can escape to the Baron's Valley before he is killed. The Baron Valley has a special formation, and he can save his life by hiding in the cave in the Baron Valley, and when the Chinese wizard leaves, we will go and arrest him. The old man said, "This is the best solution." ”

"But ......," Marianne was still unconvinced.

"Don't you even listen to me? Remember! Don't provoke the Chinese Qi Refiners!" the old man paused with the wooden staff in his hand, and the two-headed snake came to life at some point, spitting out snake letters. At this moment, his old twilight state was swept away, and he unexpectedly burst out with the momentum of a fifth- or sixth-layer qi refiner!

"But the Baronial Valley has our ......," Marianne also wanted to argue.

The old man interrupted Marianne: "Do you know why we never bothered to fight those things for so many years?"

"Isn't that the wealth that our ancestors left us as a memorial in exchange for blood and tears?" Marianne wondered.

"No, child, our village is extremely drought all year round, hundreds of Voodoo families can't even guarantee their basic livelihood, every year people die of thirst, and even people can't live, what are those memorials for?" the old man smiled: "If I had the ability, I would have taken out that wealth a long time ago, built a lot of reservoirs, and laid water pipes for us." If the Chinese are willing to help us build our homeland well, I am willing to give them half of the wealth. ”

"Grandpa, why do you have this attitude every time you mention Chinese?"

"I used to ...... Hey, you don't understand, you just need to know, don't take the initiative to provoke them. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he left.

Marianne watched the old man leave, her eyes flickered for a while, as if she had made some kind of decision, she called a man dressed as a wizard: "Bring a dozen people, let's go to the Baron's Valley." Grandpa is so old that he is already confused, and our own wealth should be guarded by ourselves!"

......

"You said that there is gold left by the British colonists in the valley!?" Li Huan sat on the hood, next to Abadi, he diligently found a large leaf to shade Li Huan, the scorching sun in Africa is very hot.

Because of the excessive blood loss caused by Wangcai's bite, Barra knelt in front of the car with a pale face, and said tremblingly: "Yes, my lord, there is not only gold left by the British colonists in the sixteenth century, but also a lot of jewelry from that period...... I wonder if this news can buy my life?"

The history of Africa is a colonial history. Since the fourteenth century, it has been crushed back and forth by various colonizers. The colonizers plundered a large number of black slaves from the African continent and plundered a huge amount of wealth here. From the 16th century to the late 19th century, there was a craze for partitions, in which colonists plundered an incalculable amount of wealth.

"Let's see. A hint of joy flashed in Li Huan's eyes, and he didn't answer Jean Bala's words.

Led by Jean Bala, Abadi drove into the canyon in the jeep, which was very capable of off-roading, with tires crushed by weathered rockfalls.

An hour later, a cliff suddenly appeared in front of the canyon, and the walls on both sides suddenly expanded to the sides, forming a huge basin of about one square kilometer.

The jeep drove into the middle of the basin, and a sinkhole with a diameter of at least 50 meters came into view, and it was dark as far as the eye could see.

"The treasure is in the sinkhole. Jean Bala said, for fear that Li Huan would not believe it, and specially explained: "Once our voodoo cult is pursued by the colonists, it will flee into the canyon, and when the enemy dies in the canyon, the gold and jewelry they carry will be thrown into the sinkhole as sacrifices." We've been doing this for almost 400 years. ”

"Hmm, what do you mean, in addition to the gold left by the colonists, the Voodoo cultists also threw gold jewelry into it for sacrifice?" Li Huan curiously released his spiritual power to enter the sinkhole to explore, and as soon as the spiritual power entered the sinkhole, Li Huan suddenly felt dizzy!

In the sinkhole, there were tens of thousands of spiritual power fluctuations mixed in! Some were strong and some were weak. As soon as Li Huan's spiritual power penetrated into it, he was instantly engulfed by countless noisy spiritual powers!

"It's noisy!" Xiao Fei shouted in the spiritual power channel: "Li Huan, what have you done, my ears are about to become deaf!"

Li Huan was taken aback and didn't dare to continue to use his mental power to investigate.

Retracting his spiritual power, Li Huan's eyes showed a solemn look, even Xiao Fei seemed to be very jealous of this sinkhole, and he couldn't help but pay attention to it.

If the wealth here had been so easy to obtain, it would have been hollowed out hundreds of years earlier.

Moreover, this is the place of voodoo worship, and strictly speaking, it is a land of lords. There is no shortage of money for Li Huan now, and there is no need to risk some treasures that may cause disputes.

"Venerable master, shall we go down and have a look?" A hint of eagerness flashed in Abadi's eyes, he was a pirate, and there might be great wealth in the sinkhole, which made him a little carried away for a while.

"Okay, I'll throw you down right now. Li Huan snorted coldly.

"No, no...... Master, that's not what I meant!" Abadi quickly explained, "I was trying to ask, what should we do next?"

"I'm not interested in anything here, the sinkhole is a place of worship for voodoo, and the wealth below is also owned by the owner. Li Huan put away his thoughts: "Let's go." ”

"But it's ...... down here," Abadi said unwillingly.

"People die for money, birds die for food, understand?" Li Huan frowned.

Abadi hurriedly lowered his head, Li Huan's decision he didn't dare to resist, and the three of them returned to the jeep and returned to the entrance of the canyon.

Li Huan decided that he couldn't touch this wealth, and he had never heard of the Tiankeng.

The first reason is obvious, the spiritual power in this sinkhole is extremely noisy, and there is nothing inside the sinkhole, so it must be extremely difficult to mess with. Second, the wealth has accumulated for hundreds of years, if it is only the wealth of the colonists, take it away, but there are still gold and jewelry invested by voodoo cultists for hundreds of years, which is a place of sacrifice for people.

Li Huan dragged Rangbala out of the car, looked at him and sneered: "I'm sorry, I won't sell your life, be a good person in the next life." ”

"Wait, I still have ......" surprised Barra.

Before he finished speaking, his body fell softly, and his brain had been burned into paste by Li Huan. Let a vicious wizard like Bala, Li Huan kill him without a little psychological burden, he is even more hateful than a pirate. The two great wizards of the Voodoo Sect died at the hands of Li Huan within a few days in a row, and Li Huan was angry, which can be regarded as revenge for Shangguan Qing.

"Let's go, let's go back to Mogadishu airport. Li Huan clapped his hands.

Hearing that Li Huan was going home, Abadi breathed a sigh of relief.

During this period of time, following Li Huan, Abadi always had a feeling of being with the king like a tiger. Although Li Huan does not kill innocents indiscriminately, he is not soft on those who commit crimes. When he thought of what he had done before, Abadi always felt a chill in his neck. When this uncle is sent back, he can be a free pirate king again, of course, he must not hijack a Chinese ship, this is not a big problem, who is robbed is not a robbery.

The only thing he worries about is the "spell" in his body. Abadi didn't know that Li Huan was actually lying to him.

As soon as the jeep turned around, Li Huan suddenly heard the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air.

It's not a bullet, it's a little slower than a bullet.

There was a muffled "thump" and an arrow with an eagle's feather stuck in the hood.

Li Huan looked up and looked in the direction of the bow and arrow, and found more than a dozen strangely dressed guys rushing over, lined up, and stopped in front of the front of the jeep.

Abadi's face changed: "Master, these are the 'executors' of Voodoo!"

Abadi subconsciously looked at the corpse that had made Barra fall to the ground through the mirror, thinking that these people had come to avenge Barra.

A dozen Voodoo cultists dressed in different costumes spread out and slowly approached the jeep, shouting unintelligible trumpets in their mouths. Their faces are painted with white paint in a "skull" state, which is very weird with their strange dress.

The "executors" that Abadi refers to are a special group of beings in Voodoo. They concentrate on witchcraft and are more powerful than ordinary wizards, and whenever a Voodoo believer commits a crime, or someone else offends Voodoo, the "Executor" is in action.

The only female cultist stood in front of them all, and she had shot the bow and arrow. She wears an eerie mask and holds a strange rope with two very sharp metal barbs tied to the top.

This female believer is Marianne who secretly ran behind her grandfather's back.

"Master, let's crash out!" Abadi suggested in a whisper.

"What is the collision, I'll communicate first, salute first and then soldier. Li Huan got out of the car and said loudly in English: "Friends opposite, why are you here?"

There was no response, and the voodoo cultists still had a strange tone in their mouths.

Li Huan thought about it, Africa had also been colonized by France before, so he simply changed his French and spoke it again.

This time there was finally a response from the other side, and the three disciples stepped forward and shouted in French:

"I'm a bloody clown, and everywhere I go, blood flows like a river!"

"I am the One-Eyed Tyrant!

"I'm the Queen of Sleep! I'm full of nightmares along the way!"

"Judgment! Judgment!"

Li Huan's heart sank, are they going to judge themselves?

He carefully looked at the three people who stood up, judging by the level of the Qi Refiner, it was probably the second or third level of Qi Refining.

Li Huan said with a gloomy face: "You don't have the right to judge me. Some wizards in your sect are unclean and self-conscious, relying on their own skills to do nonsense, I am just doing the right thing for heaven. I hope you can distinguish between right and wrong. If you really want to act, I will accompany you to the end!"