As dusk approached, several people descended the hillside.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a paradise hidden in the 100,000 mountains at the junction of the three provinces.

The three clans and seven villages do not come out of the world, and nearly 10,000 people live in the mountains, if they are placed in ancient times, they are definitely a powerful force, which makes the dynasty jealous and wants to eradicate them.

But in today's world, with the blessing of science and technology and thermal weapons, even if the three clans and seven villages have witchcraft, what if they want to exterminate it, it is almost a matter of an instant, and a missile is over.

Wu Gu Shaomin is also smart, he was not accepted in ancient times, and he will not emerge now.

Strictly control the population, hoping to live in peace for generations in this deep mountain and old forest.

The procession entered the village and did not cause a sensation.

This is almost the outline of a small society, and the inheritance of grandma and aunt is tempting, but most of the low-level young people are still more willing to live in peace, and they don't want to go, and they are not qualified to be contaminated with those power dumps.

Because of this, ordinary people don't know the actions in the clan.

Even Qin Dong discovered that not everyone practiced Gu arts.

"How many people in the village know how to do witchcraft?"

Tong Dongyang understood Qin Dong's question, and explained with a smile: "There are less than two hundred people, it's not that we don't teach, but some of the disciples are not qualified, and the cultivation resources consumed are also very difficult to find. ”

"Even many people's Gu worms have been passed down from generation to generation. ”

Less than two hundred, that is, not even a tenth of the population?

The ambush a few nights ago killed more than a dozen people, and this number is particularly exaggerated in terms of the overall base.

But think about it, whether it is martial arts cultivation or witchcraft Gu, it depends on talent and resources, if the three clans and seven villages are all witch Gu masters, the official will not let them continue to practice.

"I hope we don't continue to fight each other!"

Qin Dong's words seemed to be clueless, but Tong Dongyang could understand it.

Fighting with Qin Dong will only cause losses to them, and the ambush a few days ago has lost a large number of disciples and two masters, and this loss is very painful for Miao Gu.

It seems that Qin Dong did not apologize for this matter, and Tong Dongyang also understood that people had no obligation to apologize, after all, they did it with bad intentions first.

If you make a mistake, you must admit it, and you will stand up when you are beaten.

And these words at this moment are obviously revealing goodwill.

- I, Qin Dong, don't want to go on a killing spree, how it ends depends on what you do!

No one understands the old man's terrifying strength better than Tong Dongyang.

If they go on a killing spree in the Miao village, the Miao people are afraid that they will be removed from the three tribes and reduced to a small village, and replaced by the other seven villages.

He suddenly took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and said to Qin Dong: "If someone has a different attitude, I hope that Mr. Qin can appropriately let Brother Fan show his wings." ”

Fan San was beside him, and laughed after hearing this: "You can't convince them?"

"If it weren't for my personal experience, I'm afraid I wouldn't be willing to admit defeat, the young people are fierce, and they are respected by strength, if Brother Fan shows his strength, they will naturally know how to measure, and you and I can cooperate and cooperate at that time. ”

"There is no possibility that the elders of the sacrificial society will leak secrets, after all, our mutual purposes do not conflict, we want to get the inheritance, and you want to get back Ling Zun. ”

Qin Dong bowed slightly, he agreed with this statement, but how things progressed depends on the actual situation.

Tong Dongyang settled the three of them in a small building to rest, and he went to the so-called sacrificial meeting to report the news, and only after explaining clearly could he receive the three people.

Entered the house and closed the door.

The three of them sat on the floor.

Scanning the surroundings, they are all the most primitive style of life.

There are no electric lights and wires, only old-fashioned oil lamps and stoves for heating, giving people a feeling of being separated from the world.

Qin Dong and Fan San understated it, and Chachai couldn't settle down, so he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Qin, do you believe that old man's words?

Fan San glared at him: "Are you questioning the strength of me and my master?"

"Don't say 200 people, even if you raise the strength of three clans and seven villages to fight, my master and servant are not afraid at all. ”

Chachai smiled bitterly, you are not afraid, I am a weak chicken, but I can be slaughtered!

Qin Dong shook his head: "The direction of this matter will not be too different, whether it is the special bureau or the information that Tong Dongyang said, there is not much deviation from what I originally knew, there is no conflict of interest, and no one will want to fight." ”

"You are still of great use to me, you don't have to worry about your own safety, Fan San and I will protect you. ”

Saying this, Qin Dong was also groaning in his heart.

is only on the side of his father Qin Zhenglong, how will he deal with this matter.

Dad must have missed his mother very much, otherwise he wouldn't have come in danger and left a note to ignore him.

About half an hour.

When Dong Dongyang came again, he was followed by eight old men.

As soon as they met, they got straight to the point: "This is my eight elders of the Miao tribe, the old man has already told what happened, and the high priest is waiting in the clan hall, setting up a banquet, waiting for the three to take a seat." ”

The eight people had different expressions, most of them with scrutinizing eyes, intending to distinguish the strength of Qin Dong's three people.

Qin Dong is the most introverted, Fan Sanzhi gives people an unfathomable feeling, and in front of the eight elders, Chachai is like a red fruit state, being seen through.

The eight of them all opened their voices, but they just bowed their heads slightly, and took the three of them to the clan hall with Dong Dongyang.

The clan hall is a bluestone building, which looks quite solemn and magnificent.

There were more than a dozen clan disciples stationed around, and when they saw Qin Dong and the three of them, their expressions were quite unkind, but none of them dared to be presumptuous.

Until you enter.

Tong Dongyang found an opportunity to whisper: "The elders of the clan have different attitudes towards this matter, but the high priest is more inclined to get along with each other amicably, and if something goes wrong then, I hope that my subordinates will be merciful." ”

With this sentence alone, Tong Dongyang distanced himself from Qin Dong to avoid suspicion.

Qin Dong smiled, and secretly praised this person for being a good person, saying hello in advance, even if he can wait for the fight, he can eliminate his grievances as much as possible, and turn big things into small things.

Visit food utensils in the clan hall.

At the top of the head sat an old man of eighty or ninety years old, his breath was quite mellow and healthy, and he didn't eat at all when he got up.

"Yu Xiaolian's son?"

"If you are a member of my three clans and seven villages, you can also be called a holy son. ”

"Please sit down ......"

This is a relatively kind statement, revealing good intentions.

But just as the words fell, four of the eight elders suddenly changed color—

"Wait!"

"The two of them killed more than ten of my disciples, two masters of strength, this matter can't be just settled!"

"Yu Xiaolian rebelled and is still missing, we must control her son. ”

For a while, the energy diverged.

In the calm clan hall, there was a sudden surge of power.

Tong Dongyang stood aside with an innocent face, Qin Dong just glanced at it, and understood that he probably did not directly reveal Fan San's strength, and deliberately let people make a move and fight in the clan hall.

Speak with strength to get rid of worries.

This method is crude, but it is more simple and straightforward.

And the old high priest, who seemed to be kind and kind, was interrupted for a few seconds, and he did not make a sound.

Obviously, the Miao people have prepared a big show for them, with both red and white faces appearing.

If you win, you will crush it.

If you can't win, you will admit defeat.

The abacus is playing well, but Qin Dong has already wished for it......

Fan San immediately summoned Fan Ghost, and at the same time, a stream of blood light directly diffused, oppressing everyone-

"Hehehe. ”

"A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well!"

"The old man doesn't have the time to accompany you to be false and wronged!"

The Blood Demon Law was completely riotous, and the strong wind lifted the hood of the black robe, revealing Fan San's old face, and his eyes were also glowing with soul blood.

His figure flashed, 'whoosh', and then disappeared in place......