"Oh no, this guy killed himself. ”

Suddenly, Sun Cannon exclaimed, and he saw the masked man who was being restrained by him, with a large amount of blood foaming coming out of his mouth, and obviously biting his tongue and committing suicide.

"We can't let them kill themselves, stun them. Wu Shanhe shouted and reminded.

Hearing the reminder, someone immediately made a quick move and knocked out the two masked people who were still awake.

Seeing that the three masked men were still alive, Wu Shanhe breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave a loud order: "Everyone take action, be sure to load all the four stone lions in Shishi Village into the car as quickly as possible and transport them back to Taiping Village." ”

After that, he glanced at the six masked people on the ground, and explained, "As for these six people, the dead ones will be buried on the spot, and all the living ones will be brought back to the village. ”

Hearing Wu Shanhe's explanation, Jiang Li already understood the reason why Wu Shanhe kept his mouth alive, not just to pry out the truth about the destruction of Shishi Village from these masked people, but most of them still wanted to sacrifice Shishi alive with their blood.

However, these low-level and tedious tasks naturally don't need him to do it, Sun Dacang and a group of martial arts villagers are enough.

Jiang Li stood aside and gasped, in this battle, he contributed a lot of strength, and he also consumed a lot of energy, although his martial arts are strong, but his physical cultivation is not the strongest, and Sun Guangwu and Wu Daochang are still incomparable.

Seeing Wu Shanhe walking over to inspect the stone lion, he also followed.

The stone lion is three meters high, weighs 10,000 catties, is very solid, although it has been damaged, but it can be seen that the scar of the axe is only an inch, and the degree of damage is almost negligible.

Looking at those faint traces, Jiang Li was secretly surprised, and couldn't help but say, "Dao Chief, this stone lion is so strong! Such a degree of damage shouldn't hinder the urging of the blood spirit, right?"

Wu Shanhe looked relieved, nodded and said, "Don't worry, if this stone lion is so easy to destroy, they have already done it last night, and they won't wait until today." ”

After a pause, he said, "This damage will not affect the urging of the blood spirit." ”

After that, he waved his hand to Sun Cannon and the others who came around, "Let's do it, let's carry this big guy into the car first." ”

Sun Cannon and other six warriors, plus four of the most powerful men in the village, worked together to lift the stone lion, move it to the car, and then use the horse to pull back.

The four stone lions in Shishi Village are distributed in the southeast and northwest of the village, and were finally pulled back to Taiping Village by the villagers of Taiping Village one by one.

Then, according to Wu Shanhe's assignment, they placed them in four positions outside Taiping Village, southeast, northwest and northwest.

Then, Wu Shanhe took a large amount of rune paper from home and began to sacrifice to the spirit.

"Jiang Li, you come with me, and by the way, learn about the spirit sacrifice. "Wu Shanhe called Jiang Li alone, usually, Wu Shanhe's talisman is never passed on, even if it is Sun Guangwu, he does not reveal a cent,

He knew in his heart that the disciples of the church starved to death of the master, so he could only gain a foothold in Taiping Village and enjoy the worship and respect of the villagers, not because he knew martial arts, but because he knew how to charm and sacrifice.

However, for Jiang Li, he changed his original intention.

Fang Cai, in the battle with the masked man, he also saw that no matter whether Jiang Li was a closed disciple of Luo Shen or not, he was a rare talent.

He is his own hope,

He Wu Shanhe has been wronged in the poor countryside of Taiping Village for half his life, and whether he can return to the county seat and regain his dignity in the future depends on Jiang Li.

Through the battle, Jiang Li also witnessed the power of Wu Shanhe's runes, a fireburst talisman is equivalent to the power of a grenade in his previous life, seeing that he is also enthusiastic, eager to learn the rune,

Now, seeing that Wu Shanhe wants to pass on his skills, he is excited in his heart, and naturally he will not refuse.

Wu Shanhe instructed Jiang Li to bring a masked man who was still in a coma to the stone lion in the east of the village, and then found a large wooden basin and water.

When everything was over, Wu Shanhe said to Jiang Li, "Okay, wake him up,"

Jiang Li took out a gourd of water he brought, took a sip of water and sprayed it on the masked man's face,

At this time, the masked man was not masked, and the cold water woke him up, and he lost too much blood and turned pale. Appear weak.

But the consciousness is still there.

"Tell me, who are you? What is your purpose in slaughtering the entire village of Shishi Village?"

Wu Shanhe shouted at him.

The man glanced at Wu Shanhe, looked disdainful, and sneered, "Hmph, old Zamao, what are you talking about, I didn't understand,"

As he spoke, his head drooped, revealing a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"Don't say yes, Lao Tzu killed you with a sword. Jiang Li drew his sword against his neck.

"Hmph, don't say it's a death, it's a death if you say it, why do you want to say it?" Hmph......" The man sneered and closed his eyes, "Come on, give Lao Tzu a good time." ”

Jiang withdrew from his hand, and the long sword flashed, stabbing downward, and stabbing at the man's crotch,

The man let out a bitter scream, "Ahhhh......hhh You little bastard, you are too yin, you die in the eighteen layers of hell......"

"Rage from the Sands of the Sea +75"

It's no wonder that Hai Shazi is angry, his thing, which is known as a man's second life, has been pierced by Jiang Li and destroyed.

The rivers and lakes are also moral, and the vendetta on the rivers and lakes is the right trick, and generally few people capture the three roads, because it is too bad, and they lose their part after it is passed out.

But Jiang Li doesn't talk about morality, he doesn't care about reputation, what he cares about is intelligence and emotional points.

"I don't know what the eighteen layers of hell are, I only know the eighteen kinds of torture, if you don't explain it honestly, I'll let you taste the eighteen kinds of torture before you die......"

When Jiang Li said this, a large amount of blood foamed from the man's mouth, and he obviously committed suicide by biting his tongue.

"Quick, let him bleed," Wu Shanhe saw that he had committed suicide, so he hurriedly ordered Jiang to leave the road.

Jiang Li kicked it down in the large wooden basin placed in front of him, and then slashed it with a sword, cutting off the man's neck, and the blood gushed wildly, spraying into the wooden basin.

Fresh blood, steaming.

The surface of the Wushan River sank like water, he quickly picked up the rune paper and threw it into the blood water, the white rune paper, after falling in the blood water, was wet and turned into blood red, making a sizzling sound, and then I saw that the blood water seemed to be sucked in by the rune paper, and the blood volume was declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The spirit talisman is a medium, through which the living blood can be sacrificed to the stone lion, and the spirit in the stone lion can emit the power of the blood spirit after absorbing the living blood......"

Wu Shanhe cast a spell while explaining to Jiang Li, he fished out the blood-sucking spirit talisman from the basin and pasted it on the stone lion's head one by one, and soon, the red talisman paper turned white again......

And the stone lion that absorbed the living blood, with its wide open mouth, actually let out a lion's roar, and the roar was terrifying, so strange.