Zhu Hongyuan, Yu Fei, and Tian Tian rushed to the village where Longyang was located, and they found the villagers who had become the living dead again at the grave behind the village. In addition, they found blood stains at the scene, as well as traces of battle. However, no other clues were found.

Zhu Hongyuan speculated that the battle had not passed for a long time, and it was also possible that there were traces of blood left by Long Yang. His words frightened Yu Fei and Tiantian, and their hearts were pinched together. The three of them continued to search nearby, hoping to find Long Yang's whereabouts.

"Look!" Every day, when I see some traces, I can't tell what they are, so I immediately call others.

Zhu Hongyuan and Yu Fei ran over when they heard the sound. "What's going on?" Zhu Hongyuan asked.

"It's just a pile of dirt, what's so strange!" Yu Fei looked along the direction of Tiantian, and he saw more than a dozen piles of dirt, scattered everywhere. A cemetery is a place where the dead are buried, and it is normal to have a few mounds of earth.

"But there are still clothes here!" Every day, when he approached a pile of dirt, he covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and pulled out a tattered garment from the mound with the other.

"Really?" After Zhu Hongyuan approached, a foul smell came to his nose. "Why does it stink so much?!"

"Yes! Why does it stink so much? Yu Fei followed.

"Check out the other mounds!" After Zhu Hongyuan finished speaking, he immediately walked to other places.

They found tattered clothes in other mounds, but no one could explain how they came to be. On the surface, it looks as if the clothes are wrapped in dirt, which has been broken up by others, forming mounds scattered everywhere.

"Sixteen in total." After counting the number of mounds every day, he said to himself.

"Sixteen, what does it mean?" Yu Fei looked at Zhu Hongyuan and asked.

"I don't know, is it sixteen? Or is it a formation? Zhu Hongyuan looked at the mound in front of him and said suspiciously.

Long Yang was not at the scene, and it was impossible for them to know the specific reason, only various speculations.

Through careful searching, the three of them found no other traces, and only left in place stupidly, waiting for the support of the later team.

"Team Zhu, where did you say Long Yang went?" Yu Fei asked.

"Judging from the traces at the scene, there must have been a life-and-death struggle. Regardless of whether Long Yang was injured or not, he should not be in danger of life. "Although there are traces of blood at the scene, there is no trace of the personnel, and Longyang should be fine.

"Where is he?" Tian Tian looked around anxiously, hoping that Long Yang would suddenly appear in front of her.

A day later, they finally waited for the comrades to support, quickly evacuated the villagers, and sent them to the hospital for treatment. After several such incidents, they knew in their hearts that the so-called treatment was just useless, and only Longyang could really save the villagers. But where is Longyang?

"Team Zhu, plus the thirty-two villagers here, there are eighty-one in total!" After statistics, Liu Weiguo passed on an exact data.

"Eighty-one! So much! After Zhu Hongyuan heard this number, he couldn't help but stand up in shock. Along the way, he met villagers who had become the living dead three times, and although he was prepared in his heart, he still couldn't accept it.

"In which hospital are the villagers placed in?" After being shocked, Zhu Hongyuan asked.

"It's all in a hospital in the county. The hospital has been placed under full martial law, and doctors from all over the country are being dispatched to come for centralized consultation and treatment. In addition, the director of the city bureau is also on his way and needs you to go back and make a detailed report. Liu Weiguo replied.

"What about the rest?" Zhu Hongyuan continued to ask.

"In accordance with the previous deployment, the operation has achieved gratifying results. A number of fugitives have been arrested, a large number of old cases have been cracked, and several places where public security problems are prominent have been concentrated and cracked down. Speaking of this, Liu Weiguo had a rare smile on his face.

So many villagers who are not dead or alive have become a big stone in the hearts of the combatants, which makes people breathless. Even if the action achieves significant results, there is only a reluctant smile.

"This operation is easy to report, but I don't know anything about the situation of the villagers, how can I report it? Ay! Zhu Hongyuan sighed and began to return to Fangcun Town.

Zhu Hongyuan acted in advance, and even so, they were still late. Along the way, they saw either the living dead or strange mounds of earth, with no clue to the problem. Report? How to report? What to report? Zhu Hongyuan had no bottom in his heart.

When a white light appeared at the center of Long Yang's eyebrows, sixteen walking corpses exploded one after another, turning into piles of scattered dirt. The black-robed man was so frightened that he crawled and fled from the graveyard in a hurry. At this moment, he was kneeling in front of a person, trembling all over. The man was half-lying on the large seat, and his whole body was also covered with a black robe, but his black robe was different from ordinary black-robed people, the side of the black robe was embroidered with decorations, I don't know what material, it emitted a blood-red light, and it looked both noble and evil.

"Holy Lord, I have failed, please punish me." The black-robed man trembled and reported, not daring to raise his head.

"Failure? You know how long I've been waiting for this opportunity! An old voice rang out from all around, as if it wasn't from the person in the seat. How long have you been with me? The strange voice sounded again.

"Thirty years!" The black-robed man replied in a shudder.

"Thirty years, yes, I've waited thirty years. If you fail, you'll make me wait another thirty years. The old man's voice sounded peacefully, not as if angry. It can be heard in the ears of the black-robed man, which is tantamount to thunder exploding in his head.

"Holy Lord spare your life! The Holy Lord spares his life! I promise never to happen like this again. For the sake of my thirty years of faithfulness, please spare me this time! The black-robed man pleaded incessantly, his head hitting the ground and thumping.

"You say it's a teenager who ruined my big thing?" The Holy Lord asked.

"Yes, it's a teenager! He ruined my sacrificial ritual and saved the villagers. The black-robed man heard the Holy Lord continue to ask, as if he saw the hope of life, and hurriedly replied.

"He's alone?"

"Just one person!"

"What? What a rubbish! So many people can't beat a teenager? There was a hint of anger in the Holy Lord's voice.

"Holy Lord, listen to me, that young man is weird!" The black-robed man heard that something was wrong, it was a matter of life and death, and he hurriedly explained.

"Weird?"

"That's right! The young man, who had no idea where it came from, emitted a white light from the center of his eyebrows, shattering all the sacrifices I controlled and turning them into dirt. The black-robed man lowered his head and spoke, he didn't see the Holy Lord's unusual reaction at this time.

When the black-robed man spoke of the white light, the Holy Lord was in a panic and fear, and although he was trying to control his emotions, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Is it a white light at the center of the eyebrows?" The voice of the Holy Lord was no longer as calm as before.

"Yes!" The black-robed man was sure that he had heard correctly, and he could feel the Holy Lord's mood change. He has followed the Lord for thirty years, and the Lord has never been like this.

"They're here again! They're here again! Receiving the affirmative answer from the black-robed man, the Holy Lord's voice became louder and louder, a little crazy. But madness can't hide endless fear.

The black-robed man secretly looked up at the Holy Lord who was high above, and he actually stood on the high platform and roared loudly. He saw the eyes of the Holy Lord under the black robe, glowing blood-red. "You revere me as the Holy Lord, and others revere you as the Lord, but you have escaped back here!"

"Holy Lord, my power is all given by you, and I will definitely atone for my sins." The black-robed man hurriedly lowered his head and kept begging for mercy.

"There are a lot of people under you, I'll give you time, you must arrest that young man for me! I'm waiting for your results! ”

"Yes! Be! ”

"Stand down!"

When the black-robed man heard the words of the Holy Lord, he hurriedly retreated and went out, his body was already soaked, and he escaped death. Unexpectedly, the black-robed man this time turned out to be the master's superior, and the black-robed person that Long Yang had contacted before was just the master's subordinates, but this time it turned out to be a master.

It can be seen from this that the mysterious organization is really huge, and it is hierarchical and well-organized. It was only the tip of the iceberg before, and only now is it gradually emerging. There is a lord above the black-robed man, and there is a holy lord above the lord, I wonder if the holy lord has a superior?

When the black-robed lord left, the holy lord clenched a fist and clicked. If you look closely, his fists are black and shiny, and they are actually bones, without any flesh and blood. After that, he suddenly disappeared from his seat and disappeared nowhere.

"Zhu Hongyuan, tell me about the situation of the villagers in detail." As soon as the director arrived in Fangcun Town, he immediately asked Zhu Hongyuan to report the details. At this time, he was not in the mood to listen to the results of the action, and was most concerned about the safety of the villagers.

"There are eighty-one people in all, and all of them are the same as the three scouts before them."

"What! Eighty-one! The director was equally shocked when he heard the specific figures.

"Yes, eighty-one." Zhu Hongyuan reported truthfully, confirmed carefully, and answered responsibly. He has not forgotten his previous promises, and he has not fulfilled them.

The decision of the city bureau was to evacuate the villagers immediately to prevent further accidents. And Zhu Hongyuan believed in Long Yang's judgment and insisted on waiting until he said it, so that the transfer plan was aborted and his action lagged behind again.

"What about the people of Longyang?" The director asked sharply.

"Didn't find it. But I am in charge of this operation, and it has nothing to do with Longyang. Zhu Hongyuan does not regret his decision, and he will not put the responsibility on Long Yang.

"I don't care! I can't save the villagers, I can't find Longyang, I'll ask you! The Director began to slap the table. He was worried about the safety of the villagers and Long Yang, and couldn't help but get angry in a hurry.

"Why?" The director stabilized his mood and asked again.

"I don't know." Zhu Hongyuan said honestly.

"I said Lao Zhu, you are an old comrade and a leader, why don't you know anything today!" The director's nostrils smoked, and he deliberately said something to Zhu Hongyuan's face.

"I don't know, I don't know, my old Zhu has no choice. Director, finding Long Yang can solve all the mysteries, and saving the villagers can only be done by Long Yang, I can only wait. Zhu Hongyuan took out a cigarette, lit it by himself, sat next to the director, and let the leader clean it up.

"Is there any arrangement to find Longyang?" The director shook his head helplessly, he knew that the stakes were at stake, and it had nothing to do with Zhu Hongyuan.

"It's already arranged."

"So we'll wait?"

"Just waiting."

"Then wait!"

The director took out a cigarette from Zhu Hongyuan's pocket and lit one himself. The two of them arranged everything they could arrange, and they only waited for Longyang to appear to solve their doubts and bring hope to the lives of the villagers.