In the final analysis, Baishui Village is just a group of ordinary people, maybe a few people who have practiced tricks for a few days, but they are not cultivators. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, even if the village chief wanted to find a replacement for the dead ghosts, he only dared to find those ordinary people, not real monks.

From the beginning, he didn't want to find a monk at all, because getting rid of the evil god might not be a good thing for Baishui Village, and if it didn't reach the point of exhaustion, he wouldn't choose this method.

This is the cunning and sorrow of the small people, as the so-called poor people must have something to hate, at least most of the villagers think the same way as him, but not as vicious as him.

Hearing Lao Zhangtou's words, the village chief is a little panicked now, he can't control those immortals who go to heaven and earth, and he can't even be provoked by the river god.

And the lightning and thunder in the distance had stopped, and no matter what the result was, it was not something he wanted to see.

"What should I do?" the village chief spun around in a hurry, completely unsure of how to face the current situation.

Lao Zhangtou's face showed a hint of relief, although he also agreed to the village chief's plan at the beginning, but after all, there was still a trace of conscience, he hoped that the invited immortals could solve the evil god, even if the harvest was almost in the future, it didn't matter, and his expression was a little relaxed: "Village chief, I don't think you need to worry, anyway, we have no room to interfere, it's a big deal that the harvest will be a little worse in the future, and everyone can live a little hard." ”

"Almost? you tell me it's almost?" the village chief suddenly erupted, like an enraged lion: "Without the blessing of the river god, how much harvest we can have, if the year is bad, I don't know how many people will die." ”

The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it, if he lost the river god, he would not be able to enjoy the quality of life he has now, compared to the human life of a little blood sacrifice, it was completely worthless, anyway, even a blood sacrifice would not be his turn.

The village chief felt endless remorse in his heart: "If you don't covet such a little cheapness, it's all those fools who die anyway, what's my business?"

If the lives of ordinary villagers can be exchanged for glory and wealth, he must not hesitate, he has already regretted why he died to save the lives of ordinary villagers.

"Yes, Lord River God bless us, what is it that you sacrifice your little life, it is all your fault, when it is time to sacrifice, I must slaughter you and sacrifice it to Lord River God. The village chief was completely crazy, and roared at the old man with his teeth and claws, his spit splashing, and the approaching people retreated.

Old Zhang Tou looked indifferent, he already knew the character of this guy, and how could he be a good person? Being able to trick innocent people into dying could already see his true nature.

However, the ordinary people on the side were taken aback, as one of you in the mouth of the village chief, they were the intended objects of sacrifice.

But soon everyone lowered their heads, the anger in their hearts could not break through the empty fear accumulated by the village chief for many years, and besides, the sacrifices must be a few, maybe it will not be their turn?

This is the ostrich mentality, it doesn't matter whether it is moral or not, it is a simple biological instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

A hint of pride flashed in the village chief's eyes, he had established an unshakable authority in his business for so many years, and no one in the entire village could refuse his will except for the one he didn't dare to command.

This made him feel a little better, although the current situation was not good, but it was not so bad that it was extremely bad, just when he was about to say something, he suddenly saw the silent villagers let out a burst of exclamation: "Immortals, immortals are back." ”

With a shudder, the village chief turned around and just saw Wan Mengxia and the others on the ground.

"Ah, Daxian, you're back. The expression on his face quickly changed to a flattering look, which really made people wonder if he knew how to change his face.

Wan Mengxia saw a group of people gathered here, and he didn't think much about it, after all, the movement just now was a bit big, and it was normal for the villagers to come and check.

His mind was now full of Jiao Demon's figure, so he just said casually: "Don't worry, there is no threat." ”

The village chief shook his body, thinking that the river god had been eliminated, which greatly damaged his interests, and he was even a little unhappy in his heart, but he didn't dare to reveal it, but said cautiously: "Thank you Daxian for eliminating the demon for us, there is nothing to offer in the village, and we can only send some mundane money to express our gratitude later." ”

Many of them had complicated expressions, and although the river god's request frightened them, the benefits brought by the river god also made it difficult for them to give up.

However, Wan Mengxia and the others looked embarrassed, as soon as they heard it, they knew that what they had just said was misunderstood, so they hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, that evil god has not been eliminated yet, but it has been repelled by us, and it will definitely come back in the future." ”

The village chief was sad in his heart, and even considered whether to move, without the protection of the river god, he would be able to catch less oil and water, and it was not cost-effective to nest in this remote place.

But the reality is like taking a train, the ups and downs are too fast, and when he heard that the river god is not dead, he said incoherently excitedly: "Really? That's great...... No, I mean it's too bad. If the evil god is so powerful, don't take the risk of the immortals, I can go and ask other immortals to help, and I can also relocate. ”

Because he was so excited, the village chief almost showed his mouth, but soon he came back again, and even had an idea to send Wan Mengxia and the others away.

However, even if he reacted quickly, he still attracted attention, only Wan Mengxia seemed to be unaware, and was even moved by the village chief's deep understanding of righteousness.

So excited, he patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, even if I fight for this life, I will get rid of the evil demon, and I will let you live without disasters and difficulties." ”

The village chief was proud of his eagerness, and he almost didn't cry by Wan Mengxia in an instant, if the river god was killed again, how could he continue to make a fortune?

The village chief hurriedly waved his hand, sweating profusely and said, "No, no, no, don't want the immortals, remember to take care of your body, how can you work hard for me and other small people?"

The village chief almost cried, he didn't want to be happy and sad: "You can't fight to go, why do you have to fight with your life, and you will ruin my wealth." ”

But Wan Mengxia obviously didn't understand what he was thinking, he just patted him on the shoulder and said confidently: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you solve that demon." ”

After saying that, he ignored the village chief who was crying with a sad face, and other strange-looking villagers, and walked directly towards the village.

Only the village chief and his party were left in a daze in the cool breeze, not knowing what to say.