Xin Zihao said: "It says that there are 100 live animals, blood rain falls from the sky, and it enters the red water, and the wind valley can be seen. ”

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows and said, "Kill a hundred people and then rain blood from the sky?" Isn't that already done? ”

He raised and fell with an axe in his hand, and a hundred corpses had already been cut down.

And there are also the dozens of cerebral palsy cultists who were slaughtered behind Beishan.

It did rain blood in the sky.

So here's the problem......

"Where is Chishui? It can't be the Chishui River that crosses the Chishui River four times. ”

Xin Zihao scratched his head, "Huh...... I think it might be referring to the red river. ”

Red River ......

Wang Quan rubbed his chin, "Blood rain rains from the sky...... If this village can talk about the river, that's it. ”

With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Cheng Weihua stopped him, "Let's listen to the sacrifice first, you can't just rush in." ”

Wang Quan stopped, turned his head, his face was calm, his eyes were scarlet, and he didn't say a word.

Xin Zihao's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he hurriedly ran inside and picked up the third volume of the book and read it.

Then there is the fourth, the fifth.

He basically swept it away.

After that, it was replaced by a thread-bound ancient book.

It took twenty minutes in total, and he probably read two-thirds of the content.

Then, without waiting for others to ask, he immediately began to explain:

"I've probably figured it out, the crux of this village is the curse of the immortal bloodline.

Wang Mang ate the flesh and blood of the immortals, so he got the immortal body, and later after he was dismembered, the head has been collected by the royal family of successive dynasties, until the Luoyang arsenal of Emperor Hui of the Jin Dynasty was burned, and then it was burned. If Wang Mang's head was really burned at that time, maybe the flame was the way to restrain this immortal body.

"After all, if that immortal god is really a gale, and the wind helps the fire, then the fire restraining the wind doesn't seem to be a problem.

Anyway, Wang Yan, the filial piety queen who led people to establish Fenggu Village, found that because of her father, she and her daughter were also cursed, and their hair was white.

"Later ......"

He looked up at Wang Quan and didn't dare to speak.

Wang Quan's face was calm, "What happened later." ”

Xin Zihao's eyes couldn't bear it, but he still said:

Later, she wanted to break the curse, so she sacrificed her daughter to the fairy god to atone for her sins. After that, she established the Feng family according to the surname of her daughter's nursing mother, and at the same time founded the sect, and since then she has been the head of each generation of the family until now. ”

Wang Quan narrowed his eyes, "It means that she has lived for more than two thousand years?" ”

"Strictly speaking, it is not written in this book, it is all speculation by successive village chiefs." Xin Zihao explained, "Because according to the book, each generation of high priests does grow old, and if they really don't grow old and don't die, it doesn't make sense."

"And since Wang Mang can solve it by dividing the body and incinerating it, it makes no sense that she doesn't know it herself. If you really want to get out of the curse, just burn yourself.

"The reason why the village chiefs of the past generations speculated so much is that the patriarchs of the Feng family were all women, and there happened to be a white-haired girl born every two generations, and their appearance was very similar."

Wang Quan's mind was incredibly sober at the moment.

He thought intuitively for a moment, nodded and said, "I probably understand the situation, so just use fire against her, right?" ”

"Not necessarily, just maybe."

"Alright, that's it, let's go."

Wang Quan took the lead in pulling the cart, Cheng Weihua and the others followed behind with weapons, and a group of five people walked towards the outside of the village.

Passing by the parking lot, Wang Quan glanced at the little sheep that was still locked next to the tree.

The little sheep was covered in a rain of blood, and looked pitiful.

Wang Quan sighed, walked over and put the newspaper umbrella on the little sheep, and then patted the cushion.

When I came to the river, the river was already a red color.

After watching silently for a while, Cheng Weihua asked: "You are the one who fell off, it is said that there is no requirement to complete the task at all, you should be able to leave now, if nothing else, after the blood rain, the ghost hitting the wall should be gone." ”

Wang Quan smiled, turned around and spread his hands, "That's almost the end of it, give me all the bombs you have in store, and I'll solve the rest of the matter."

"You guys stay here, remember to kill a few more corpses, otherwise if the blood rain stops, I won't be able to come back."

Cheng Weihua took a step back, "I'll go too." ”

He raised his head and looked at Wang Quan, "Feng Ajiu should be very important people to you and me, otherwise I wouldn't have engraved her name on my arm." ”

Wang Quan didn't speak, just watched quietly.

After a while, he smiled, "It's okay, Lao Cheng, you didn't disappoint me." ”

took out a cigarette and wanted to hand it to Cheng Weihua, but it rained too much, so he finally put the cigarette back.

Forget it, let's wait until it's all over.

Glancing at Xin Zihao and them, Wang Quan smiled: "Don't be so serious, come, smile." I have these two boxes of gold under your watch, and if I come back with less, I will not be finished with you. ”

Without any hesitation, he walked straight into the river until the water covered his head.

Cheng Weihua ordered: "This place will be handed over to you to guard, remember to see that if the rain is light, go into the village and kill a few corpses to maintain it, and then guard by the river." Remember, don't get scattered or go inside a house with poor visibility. ”

Lin Yu nodded, "Don't worry, head of the group, I will be optimistic about the two of them." ”

"Hmm."

Cheng Weihua didn't say anything more, he took a deep breath, and a fierce man plunged into the river.

............

Blood-colored snowflakes fell from the gray sky.

The ground was also stained with a thick layer of blood.

Countless corpses crawled out of the blood-colored river in a line, slowly moving in the direction of the North Mountain.

To the north of the North Mountain, there is a forest that stretches as far as the eye can see.

In the middle of the forest, there is a large clearing.

To the north of the clearing, near the forest, is a huge windmill three hundred meters high.

The four huge fan blades on the windmill are motionless.

In front of the windmill, ninety-nine people stood.

They stood in two rows in ancient Han Dynasty style dresses, their hands and fingers crossed and their heads bowed, silently reciting incantations that ordinary people could not understand.

In front of them, there is a stone altar two meters high.

There were also two people standing on the altar.

Two white-haired women.

One of them looked to be in his twenties, and the other looked to be under twenty.

They were also dressed in Han court attire.

And both of them wear phoenix crowns.

The smile on the high priest's face was very gentle, "Ah Jiu, this day has finally arrived. ”

The dressed girl next to her was expressionless and didn't say a word.

"Still waiting for him? You know in your heart that it's useless. The High Priest still smiled softly and fanatically, "For more than 2,000 years, you have sought death so many times, but what is the result?" Both you, my mother and daughter are cursed people, and no matter how many times you die, you will only be reincarnated again. ”

Feng Ajiu finally reacted this time.

Her voice was cold, "What do you say to atone for your sins, Queen Mother, you just want to use me to end all this, and then you can replace my body to get rid of the curse and live a normal life." ”

"It's great that you understand the queen mother." The high priest's eyes became more and more gentle as he looked at Ah Jiu.

She couldn't help but raise her hand to caress Ah Jiu's face, "That man is the man you chose, indeed, a very strong and confident good man."

"Don't worry, after you die, your mother will use your body to accompany him, give birth to children and cook for him, and live an ordinary and happy life. You don't have to be sad, because the girl who will enjoy the life of an ordinary person with him at that time is Feng Ajiu. ”

Feng Ajiu closed his eyes and said lightly: "Brother will come." ”

"He's not coming, and it's useless to come."

"Brother is my hero, he promised me that I would come to save me, and what my brother promised will definitely come true."

"What a lovely child."

The high priest is already too lazy to talk nonsense.

She turned around and commanded, "The auspicious time has come, let's begin." ”

Feng Sixi below nodded respectfully, and then he was about to speak, when suddenly the sound of breaking the wind came from far and near!

A fire axe was embedded in Feng Sixi's head!

Only one voice was heard.

"So many of you are bullying a little girl here? Then I, as a messenger of justice, cannot sit idly by. ”

Everyone looked back in amazement!

I saw a young man in a navy blue suit with a cigarette in his mouth and walked over gracefully.

He had a fresh smile on his face.

His eyes were scarlet.