Since she came into contact with Qin Wuming, Ling'er knew that he was not an ordinary person, she had cultivated the Tao for fifty years, but she had no resistance in front of him, and if she tasted a drop of his blood, she could be worth a year of penance.

Earlier, he said that he wanted to help him fulfill his wish, but Ling'er didn't feel anything, after all, even if he was an ordinary person, he would know the desire of the ghost to take revenge and kill people.

But he even knew that he had two other wishes!

This made Ling'er have to marvel.

"Dengzi, didn't you coax me just to get me? Tell me what my other two wishes are. Thinking of this, Ling'er said with suspicion.

The corners of Qin Wuming's mouth twitched slightly, "Can you not call me a disciple, I seem to be coveting your beauty." ”

Ling'er glanced at Qin Wuming and snorted, "Keep saying that I will be your woman, isn't it?" ”

Qin Wuming said seriously: "It's really not, besides, you're just a water ghost now, you can see it or not, why am I coveting your beauty." ”

There are always some poor scholars who have read too many idle books, fantasizing about meeting a beautiful female ghost, and then something happens to the female ghost.

As everyone knows, ghosts are invisible and have no physical body, how can they be combined?

Unless in a dream.

Ling'er didn't react at first, she was stunned for a moment, and when she understood the meaning of Qin Wuming's words, she suddenly became embarrassed and angry: "Dirty! ”

Qin Wuming spread his hands: "What, am I wrong, I'm not interested in dreams." ”

Ling'er's angry hair flew around, and she wanted to scold Qin Wuming, but she didn't know how to scold, so she held back for a long time before scolding: "Shameless!" Dirty! ”

Qin Wuming laughed, for many, many years, he hadn't argued with a woman like this, looking at Ling'er's angry appearance, his heart was indescribably happy.

But soon, Qin Wuming restrained his smile, waved his hand and said, "Okay, remember, early the day after tomorrow, those murderers will be thrown into the river, and then I will come to you again to help you fulfill the other two wishes." ”

With that, Qin Wuming turned around and walked directly out of the water and left the river.

The nights are short in summer, and not long after Qin Wuming returned to the ancestral hall, the sky was bright.

However, for a whole day, the villagers were preparing to sacrifice to the river god, and no one came to the ancestral hall to see Qin Wuming.

Qin Wuming was not idle, and kept an eye on the old village chief and them secretly at any time.

The old village chief knew that he would not escape death, so they simply didn't go there, hiding at home and eating and drinking, not because they didn't want to escape, but because they were really afraid of the taste of corpse nails.

Instead of dying under the nail of the corpse, it is better to drown in the river, anyway, you have already lived enough.

Soon the day of the sacrifice came, and early in the morning, the villagers all tacitly went to the river.

The sacrifices of the three animals were ready, and the villagers put the sacrifices on the altar table that had been built, and then lit incense and candles.

The old village chief, the fat old man, the bearded old man, and the timid old man who was scared to pee his pants also came to the big river tremblingly.

Seeing the old village chief coming, a villager immediately stepped forward and asked, "I don't know if the three old men sacrificed to the river god?" ”

The old village chief's face was pale, and he subconsciously glanced at Qin Wuming, and found that Qin Wuming was playing with the corpse soul nail casually at this moment, and suddenly his scalp was numb, and he could only grit his teeth and say: "I, Wang Lao, and Chen Lao, the three of us voluntarily dedicated ourselves to the river god for the sake of the village." ”

The villagers who didn't know the inside story were stunned, and immediately shouted that the village chief was righteous, and the people in the village would always remember them.

When the old village chief heard this, his face was ugly.

At this time, Qin Wuming walked to the altar table, looked at the old village chief, and opened his mouth to say, "Okay, the sacrificial ceremony will start immediately, and please go and sit on the raft by the river." ”

The old village chief saw that there were indeed three rafts by the river.

The raft was actually tied up with dead branches and hemp rope, and although it was somewhat buoyant, if a person sat on it, the raft would soon disperse when it went into the water, and then the person would fall directly into the river.

For the old village chief, this should be the most terrifying thing, knowing that they would die, but they wanted to send them to death.

The legs of the three were weak, and with the support of everyone, they got on the raft.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on here, and no one noticed that the timid old man Wu Lao Er, who was spared, flashed a strange light in his eyes.

However, Qin Wuming saw this scene, and pretended to be quite similar, did I really not know anything? Hehe, you're going to end up worse than those three!

The ritual of worshipping the river god began, and after the villagers bowed three times and bowed nine times, they pushed the three rafts into the river.

When the raft reached the middle of the river, it dispersed, and the three old fellows fell into the water with a pop.

What made the villagers feel terrible was that before the three of them had time to struggle, it was as if they had been dragged directly under the water by something, but a string of blisters bubbled up, and then there was no movement, and they never floated again.

"Alright, the sacrificial ceremony is complete, let's disperse."

Seeing this scene, Qin Wuming said expressionlessly.

However, at this time, a villager stood up and asked, "Mr. Xiao, if you sacrifice to the river god in the future, do you still want to sacrifice people alive?" ”

Qin Wuming had long expected that someone would ask this, and immediately said, "Of course." ”

The villagers asked, "Is that still an old man who is over half a hundred years old?" ”

Qin Wuming shook his head: "No, next time, there will be no age limit, anyone can do it." ”

The villagers shrunk their necks: "Then how do we choose people?" Or three at a time? ”

Hearing this, the villagers all stopped and looked at Qin Wuming.

Qin Wuming glanced at the crowd: "No need, only one person will be needed in the future, the method of selecting people is very simple, all of you villagers can vote together, if the number of votes exceeds ninety, he will be regarded as a sacrifice, if no one exceeds ninety percent of the votes that year, you can not use the living sacrifice that year." ”

This method is actually to let the villagers choose the person they hate together, and if they can be hated by ninety percent of the villagers, it shows that the person is definitely not a good person.

Ninety percent, it is also possible to put an end to cheating, as well as those who declare personal vendettas.

Qin Wuming knew that when people are unpredictable, there will always be wicked people, which can be regarded as a means to unite people to deal with wicked people.

Hearing Qin Wuming's words, the villagers were all relieved, as for whether they could understand Qin Wuming's meaning, they didn't know.

Qin Wuming sighed secretly, and said in his heart that although there were still loopholes in his method, there was no other better way.

With a wave of his hand, Qin Wuming let the villagers disperse.

Next, it's time to go to the person in the know.

As night fell, dark clouds covered the moon, and the wind was high, Qin Wuming slowly walked out of the ancestral hall and walked towards an old house.

The summer wind is rare, especially tonight, the wind is strong and cool, which makes people feel a kind of cold, but this allows the villagers to sleep comfortably.

It's just that in the quiet village, the old house is lit by a dim kerosene lamp, and a figure seems to be busy with something.

Qin Wuming walked straight to the front of the old house, pushed open the door suddenly, and shouted, "Second Wu, what are you busy with." ”

Wu Lao Er was startled, and in a panic, he hid the things in his hands in his sleeves, looked up, and found that it was Qin Wuming, and immediately said nervously: "You, why are you here?" ”

Qin Wuming sneered, stared at him and said, "Still pretending? ”

Wu Lao Er didn't dare to look at Qin Wuming, and said with a dry smile: "Little Lao'er doesn't understand what Mr. Xiao meant. ”

Qin Wuming closed the door with his backhand, then unceremoniously found a chair and sat down, and then threw the three corpse soul nails on the table in front of Wu Laoer: "Know this thing." ”

Wu Lao Er's body trembled, "Know, corpse soul nail." ”

Qin Wuming said: "All three of them have them, why don't you have a corpse soul nail?" ”

Wu Lao Er stammered and explained: "Master, the master only has three corpse soul nails, so he didn't give them to me." ”

Qin Wuming said, "Then what did he give you?" ”

Wu Lao Er hurriedly said: "The master saw that I was cowardly and knew that I was not successful, so he didn't give me anything." ”

Qin Wuming's eyes froze: "Are you timid? Hehe, I'm afraid no one is as bold as you. ”

Wu Lao Er was about to kneel on the ground in a panic, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "Little sir, little old man is afraid of death, don't let me go to the river god too." ”

Qin Wuming looked at it as if he was joking, playing with the taste: "Don't act, a timid person, how dare you use the corpse gathering yin charm and soul locking needle, you are timid, the old village chief and the three of them would rather die than dare to come out for you?" ”

As soon as Wu Lao Er heard this, he immediately stopped moving, then stood up and looked directly at Qin Wuming: "You know everything." ”

Qin Wuming was noncommittal, and said: "I'm afraid that at this moment, the villagers still think that it is the river god that I forced the old village chief and the three of them to worship, but as everyone knows, it is not me who they are afraid of, but you Wu Lao Er." ”

Wu Lao Er didn't look like a timid old man who was scared to pee his pants at this time, his eyes were full of yin owls, and he said with a dark smile: "Hou Sheng, I'm really curious about who you are, not only do you know the corpse soul nail, but you also know the corpse gathering yin charm and the soul lock needle, these are things that even the water ghost doesn't know." ”

Qin Wuming snorted coldly: "Let's say, what are you raising corpses and souls for in such a remote mountain village." ”

Wu Lao Er suddenly smiled: "I still know everything when you know, it turns out that you don't know anything at all." ”

Qin Wuming frowned, "Tell me, if I don't let you, I will let you also try the taste of the corpse soul nail." ”

Wu Lao Er laughed, glanced at the corpse soul nail on the table, and said disdainfully: "This thing is useless to me, since you have ruined the master's major affairs and recognized me, then I can't keep you." ”

As he spoke, Wu Lao Er took out the things hidden in his sleeves.

Qin Wuming saw it, his pupils shrank suddenly, he even had this kind of thing!

It seems that they don't just want to raise a corpse soul general in Dahe Village.