The group set off from Bailou City, preaching slowly and leisurely along the way, and finally arrived at Baishui Village on the third day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Baishui Village, as the name suggests, is on the edge of a white water, the villagers live by the water, by planting paddy fields have been fishing for a living, this is not a rich place, but it is also considered to be well-off, if there is no accident, it may be called the Peach Blossom Spring.

According to the villagers of Baishui, there is a river god in the Baishui River, and the river god has been protecting the village for decades, so that it is not only good weather, but also a lot of fish every time.

However, all the troubles of Baishui Village are also born because of the river god, because since last year, the river god has begun to need blood sacrifices, not livestock sacrifices, but human lives.

Of course, it is not a request for any boy or girl as in myths and legends, but this river god is not picky, as long as it is human.

In the first year, the old people of the village volunteered to die, and if nothing happened, this year would have been the same, but this year things have changed again, because the river god has asked for ten people to be sacrificed.

Last year it was just two people, but this year it has risen so much, which makes everyone frightened, because no one can predict when the river god's appetite will grow again, maybe next year.

"Immortal lords, it's not that we can't get together ten people, but I don't know how big the appetite of the river god is, and I ask the lord to discuss with the river god if you can give us a way to live. The older farmer's face was full of helplessness, but there was a kind of clarity in his eyes that penetrated the world.

Perhaps he knew that this was not a river god at all, and that it had always been a bargain between the villagers and him.

The younger farmer was even more indignant, he completely ignored the old farmer's eyes, and scolded directly: "Where is this god, it is completely an evil demon, and I also ask the immortals to help get rid of the demon." ”

Wan Mengxia and others came here to get rid of demons, and they didn't look down on any reward from the villagers, but a river god, even if it was a wild god, his harvest was snooped on.

"Don't worry, we will definitely get rid of this demon," only Wan Mengxia's chivalrous heart was the heaviest in the group, and he immediately patted his chest and assured.

"That's good, that's good," the old farmer's eyes were moist, not knowing whether to be happy or sad, Baishui Village has been able to be so stable all these years, this river god is also the reason, today got rid of the river god, I don't know what to do in the future.

This is the sorrow of the weak, who have no power to change their fate, and can only passively go with the flow, not knowing when a wave hits, it will be the end of overturning.

Zhang Qing didn't speak, he had compassion, and he understood that this was a cruel survival rule, but since he had encountered it, he would definitely have to take care of it.

As soon as his mind moved, a hundred miles were in his thoughts, and it could be said that the charm was completely hidden.

"Interesting, it's really damn it!" Zhang Qing suddenly had a cold light in his eyes, and he was silent.

"Senior, what should we do?" Although Wan Mengxia wanted to kill it now, he didn't make a move, but asked Zhang Qing for instructions.

Zhang Qing sneered, demons should be killed, and some people should be even more damned. So he said coldly: "You look at it, if you encounter danger, I will naturally take action, and when you succeed in killing the demon this time, I will give you a little reward." ”

As soon as everyone heard this, they became even more energetic, and this time the benefits of slaying demons and demons not only seemed to be greater.

A group of guys with chicken-like blood entered Baishui Village, and soon the small village was boiling.

Of course, they were not because of the arrival of Zhang Qing and others, in fact, few people knew about it.

Don't forget, the dense daily necessities on the ox cart are the things that the old farmers took the opportunity to purchase, and they are also urgently needed by the villagers.

The old farmer did not settle Zhang Qing and the others at the first time, but began to distribute the purchased things to their masters, and occasionally some people looked at Zhang Qing and the others curiously, and they were also perfunctory in the name of the traveler.

"It's a foreigner," but after all, there were people who were interested in Zhang Qing and the others, and as soon as they saw these suddenly extra people, they gathered together excitedly and discussed, and then after a while, two waves of people went in two directions.

A burly man came to a house in the center of the village and shouted from afar: "Village chief, Lao Zhangtou is back, and there are a few strangers." ”

"How many people?" asked an old man with gray hair as he walked out, excitedly.

"Five people! There were five people. Dahan was very excited.

The village chief was also excited, but after a moment he sighed again: "Alas, it's a pity that there are only five people, and it would be nice if we could make ten people." ”

From the beginning, it was a scam to find immortals to get rid of demons, at least now they wouldn't want the river god to be eliminated, because the existence of the river god is the guarantee of a good harvest for the village.

"But five people are good," the village chief sighed for a moment, then cheered up again, "Let's go, let's go and see." ”

When the burly man heard this, he responded, "Good!"

The other is in a tiled house by the water's edge, which is neater than the village chief's house, and even occupies a large area.

A lewd man with a roe head and rat brain hurriedly ran into the tile house, and there was a chill in it in broad daylight, and the obscene man unconsciously shuddered: "Miao Zhu, Miao Zhu Lord, Lao Zhangtou is back." ”

There was a shrine in the room, and there was a serpentine statue on the altar, and a withered figure sat under the statue, which made one think that it was also a statue.

Hearing the voice, the figure moved, and said in a dry and hoarse voice, "Is it?"

The lewd man shrank his head and said with some fear: "Yes, there are five strangers. ”

"I see, go back!" said the withered figure again.

"Hmm!" the lewd man ran away without looking back, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, and he wouldn't have come here if it weren't for the benefits.

When the lewd man left, the withered figure stood up and looked at the statue for a long time, when suddenly a terrifying smile appeared on the face like the dead bark: "River God, your food is here." ”

The village chief wanted outsiders to replace the blood sacrifice, but unexpectedly, there were still people who wanted monks to come to the blood sacrifice, so there was a matter of Lao Zhangtou asking for help, but he didn't know what role he played.

Is it good, is it evil, or is it evil?

Everything is so complicated, just like human nature, this may or may not be what Zhang Qing sees.

And back at the gate of the village, Zhang Qing seemed to see everything, and the smile on his face was unclear.