Wang Quanqi said: "Can you go to the same mission world twice?" ”

"Yes, but it's hard."

Cheng Weihua obviously didn't want to talk about it, he brought the topic back on track, "The last time I came, it should have been sixteen years ago, when there was no village chief in the village, and they were all called high priests in charge, and we were ...... at that time Stopped the evil god summoning ritual, but actually didn't know that much about the village. ”

He pointed to the mountain to the north, "Last time we had a guy who was a tech enhancer, and he climbed the mountain in exoskeleton armor and dropped the hook lock for us to climb up.

"On the other side of the mountain is the altar, about one square kilometer in size, and behind the altar there is a huge windmill with wind power, about 300 meters high, and that thing is the main body.

"At that time, we left after destroying the summoning ceremony, but at that time, we were obviously sneak attacking, but there were still many disciples who didn't know where to come from. So I suspect that there is a passage to the back of the mountain in this mountain. ”

"That's a good point, but there's a problem." Wang Quan scratched his nostrils, "Since this is your second time, why doesn't anyone know you."

"It's okay for you to say that the village chief only came to be the village chief fifteen years ago, but what about the others? Why don't I know you too? ”

"That time, we were all wearing the exoskeleton armor of the tech boss, and our faces were covered by protective masks." Cheng Weihua explained, "And after coming to this place at noon yesterday, Brother Wang, do you see that I have seen anyone other than the village chief?" Ah Jiu is not counted. ”

Call so close, be careful that I hack you to death...... Wang Quan yawned, "It seems to be true." ”

Indeed, after eating at the village chief's house at noon yesterday, the uncle shrunk in the guest room and did not come out, and he took himself up the mountain just now.

Even to inquire about the news, they asked Xin Zihao and them to go.

Wang Quan yawned again, rubbed the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and said lazily: "You say so much, don't you just want to cooperate with me."

"Tell me, what do you want to do, if it doesn't conflict with my purpose, it's fine. If it's troublesome, forget it, I'm not familiar with you. ”

The two of them also had a meal together and smoked a few cigarettes.

If this is also a friend, then Wang Quan's friends are all over the world.

Cheng Weihua said in a deep voice: "According to my understanding, this village is a relatively backward and ignorant village, not that there is discrimination, but that there are indeed many backward places in that era.

"At first, there was no problem here, because of the terrain in this village, the wind back to the hall was quite strong, and it can basically be classified as a disaster.

"Later, they prayed to God that the wind would not blow again, and you know the backward villages of that era.

"As a result, I don't know if God has a manifestation, and the wind really doesn't blow.

"But this is a problem again, there used to be an official here to give electricity, and it was the way of wind power generation, but there was no wind, and the electricity was gone.

"Later, I also found someone to repair the water wheel, but every time it failed due to accidents.

So people at that time chose to ask God for the wind.

"God didn't come, they brought something else.

"Then it became a town where you can't get out, and everyone except for a few sacrifices is trapped in this small village."

Cheng Weihua touched his pocket, but felt lonely.

Wang Quan took out a cigarette and threw it to him.

Cheng Weihua lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and continued: "You also saw when you came, there are actually electric lights and the like in the village, but they still use candles and kerosene lamps.

"Ever since that thing came, they've slowly become mentally disturbed. Under the leadership of a few village elders, they built the windmill, and then the sane people sealed it in the altar next to the windmill.

"Every fifty years, they would choose a girl to be the High Priest, and the High Priest would make the wind blow again by sacrificing a large number of lives to make the monster possess him.

"According to our Hell Walker's survey sixteen years ago, this festival is held every thirty years, and this time it was almost half advanced, probably because we destroyed the festival last time."

Wang Quan listened drowsily.

Seeing Cheng Weihua stop, he tried to stare at his eyes to sober himself, then yawned and asked, "So what do you want me to do?" Your 'truth-finding' mission should be accomplished, as you know.

"Do you want me to help you complete task two? Just stop that thing from coming, it's pretty easy. ”

One thing to say, it's really simple.

The festival requires a lot of life, and what kind of bullshit high priest is needed.

Wouldn't it be easy to kill all the people in the village before the festival?

When the time comes, there won't even be a fart, how can that thing come?

Compared with the unknown "evil god", it is easier to cut people.

And it's just the guys in this village...... Wang Quan cut from the east of the village to the west of the village without blinking his eyes.

And it's going to be fast, and he won't do it without blinking.

Cheng Weihua shook his head, "No, that's not what I want to ask you to help with." ”

He took a sharp drag on his cigarette and gritted his teeth, "I want to ask you not to do anything for the time being, and then help me rescue the former high priest at the festival." ”

Wang Quan replied in seconds, "I refuse." ”

Obviously, there was something hidden sixteen years ago, the high priest Bacheng knew Cheng Weihua, and the relationship was still very good.

Wang Quan saw that he had come to this copy this time to save the high priest.

So the question is, why does the high priest who can be called a "village tyrant" need someone to save him?

The answer is obvious, because eighty percent of the high priest possessed the evil god and then sealed himself in the altar.

Rescuing the high priest is equivalent to saying that the evil god must be released first, and then the evil god and the high priest will not be separated from the high priest and the high priest will not be allowed to die, and at the same time, the evil god will be confronted and sealed again.

Then when these things are done, the whole village will definitely not do it, and eighty percent of them will have to fight again.

It is equivalent to saying that while fighting with the whole village, you have to complete the above series of operations.

It is better to cut directly from the east of the village to the west of the village, so that it is more direct.

And there is no danger to Wang Quan.

Which is more powerful, the evil god or the ghost bride? The hell knows!

Wang Quan is not bold, there is no need to do this kind of thing.

But he still has the courage to do such a thing as hacking the scum of the whole village, and he is still very bold!

As for whether Cheng Weihua will turn his face...... Does Uncle Wang care?

It's just a matter of hacking a few more people to death.

When the time comes, they will all be cut down, and then they will be swept away with the little white hair.

Since the blind date app can bring itself here, it will definitely be able to bring itself back.

As for the mental problem...... Returning to normal society, he doesn't just borrow strength, right?

When he was with Xiao Baimao, he could feel that his spirit was obviously returning to normal.

That's enough.

Give Xiao Baimao a household registration and send her to school, after five years, she will be twenty, and Wang Quan himself will only be thirty-two.

When the marriage certificate is pulled, you don't even have to pay a special bride price!

And this little village girl is still self-raised!

What a wonderful thing!

Wang Quan is very handsome, and he thinks very beautifully.

He glanced at Cheng Weihua and said gently: "I'm not interested in this matter, as long as you don't get in the way of me, whatever you want."

"But if you get in the way of me, then I'm afraid you won't have time to think about the high priest."

With that, he turned and left.

"The High Priest is a girl!"

Hearing Cheng Weihua's roar behind him, Wang Quantou didn't bother to reply.

So? That high priest is your old friend.

What does it matter to my Uncle Wang?

"The high priest sixteen years ago was also white-haired!"

Wang Quan didn't bother to talk to him.

Oh, gray hair is gray hair.

It means that Ah Jiu is the high priest.

So what, she still has to fetch water for Uncle Wang to wash and warm the bed.

And in this way, the festival cannot be held, and the matter of hacking the scum of the whole village is imminent.

"The previous high priest is also surnamed Feng! She was pregnant with my baby sixteen years ago! ”

Wang Quan stopped, turned around, and walked back.

He took out a cigarette and brought it to Cheng Weihua's mouth, smiling enthusiastically, "Brother Cheng, no, Yue...... Uncle Cheng, come! Smoke! ”

"Killing the blood sacrifice of the living, as a messenger of justice, I must not sit idly by!"

Wang Quan's chest slapped Bang Bang Xiang, "Say it!" How to save the high priest! ”