Chapter Seventy-One: The Most Terrible Man

The villagers jumped into the hole like dumplings, and the third uncle of the village chief stood on the side, while snorting the cigarette holder, while coldly watching the five people of Liang Mo slaughter the villagers.

On his face, I saw, apart from indifference and indifference.

At the entrance of the cave, the villagers, who were originally quite orderly, became chaotic after discovering that more and more people were dying tragically under the hands of Liang Mo and others.

Jumping into a hole in the ground, there is still a trace of life, stay on it, and you will definitely die.

The entrance to the hole is not too big, and it is very generous to jump one person at a time, and it is barely possible to jump two.

In order to compete for a glimmer of life, the villagers fought together, and at first there was a sense of proportion, but after the red eyes, the attack was no longer light or heavy.

Picking out their eyes, strangling their necks, kicking their lower bodies, and doing everything they could to jump into the hole, some villagers were already seriously injured when they jumped into the hole.

Blood, spreading at the entrance of the cave.

The third uncle of the village chief had no intention of stopping it at all, but just watched coldly.

The tragedy that happened in the village committee compound was even worse than the previous two times I had experienced.

In the previous two cases, although there were also massacres, most of the villagers did not suffer much under the invasion of the Yin Fire, but this time it was different, these villagers died in fear and pain.

From the moment the female corpse crawled into the compound of the village committee, the wailing has not stopped.

After such a while, half of the villagers in the village committee compound have died.

Because of this, I suspect that the village chief, like that Master Liu, is fighting with the idea of blood sacrifice, otherwise, how could he be so cold-blooded.

I even suspect that even if there was no Master Liu, the third uncle of the village chief would have sacrificed the blood of these villagers.

Half of the villagers died, and the entire village committee compound was completely shrouded in blood.

The remaining villagers have gone from fear to despair at the beginning.

Some people, in despair, became numb, and watched their relatives fall in front of them in a daze.

There are also some people who choose to resist in despair.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

A villager roared in despair and rushed forward, then collapsed in a pool of blood.

Every second, there are villagers who have their necks broken, staring at them, and unwilling to die.

This way of dying is heavier than the previous two resentments.

Ten minutes later, the compound of the village committee was full of corpses, and even the entrance to the cave was blocked by corpses, and only me and the village chief were still alive.

"Let's go, aren't you here just for the things below?"

Looking at the approaching Liang Mo and the others and the white lantern that didn't know when it would rise, the village chief spit out a puff of smoke ring, smiled strangely at me, picked up the corpse blocked at the entrance of the cave, and jumped down.

The village chief's words made me stunned, he actually thought that I was also here for the evil things under the stele of Zhenshan.

But if you think about it, it's normal to have this kind of thought.

After all, my appearance is too weird, even if I help them, I have to make people reminiscent, the most important thing is that people who have ghosts in their hearts look like ghosts, and the village chief is the one who has ghosts in his heart.

"Poof!"

At this moment, more than 20 white lanterns exploded at the same time, and the yin flames exploded like fireworks, sprinkling the entire village committee compound.

Looking at the spilled flames, I turned and jumped into the cave.

After descending, I noticed that the atmosphere inside the cave was very strange.

The village chief, as before, clicked the cigarette pouch and pot, and from time to time exhaled a puff of smoke, and around him, there were red-eyed villagers.

"Zhao Lao Wu, if I'm not mistaken, the night Liang Mo died, you said it, you have to be cool, right?"

After exhaling a puff of smoke, the village chief sneered and looked at a villager who was panting and eager to swallow the village chief alive.

As soon as these words came out, a trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the villager known as Zhao Lao Wu, and he stumbled: "Don't fucking spew blood!" ”

"Whether it's blood spurting people, after a while, the end of the beam will come down, and it will be clear naturally!" The village chief said with a sneer.

Zhao Lao Wu's lips squirmed twice, and he was silent.

"Second son, Lao Liu's family, Dong Laosan, I ask myself if I am worthy of the three of you, if it wasn't for me last time, the three of you would have died under here, right?"

The village chief spoke again, only this time, he set his eyes on the three irons.

The three of them didn't say anything, just took a step back.

"And you, you, you ......"

The village chief held a cigarette stick in one hand, pointed at the villagers surrounding him with a cigarette pot one after another, and said coldly: "What have you done in the village over the years, do you still need me to say?" ”

The villagers who were ordered by the village chief all changed their faces and retreated.

The others who were not ordered also changed their faces, and they didn't dare to drink and look at the village chief.

Only then did I realize that none of these villagers who jumped into the hole were clean, all of them were due to personal morality, not ordinary losses, otherwise, they would not have this kind of expression.

I recalled the situation after the village chief summoned all the villagers to the village committee, and unexpectedly found that all these personal virtues were deliberately arranged by him near Shitai.

Is there such a possibility, when the village chief chooses the candidates to enter the cave, he already knows what will happen, and he also knows that these villagers will be sacrificed with blood.

Thinking of this, my whole body was cold, what did that Zhenshan monument suppress, make this village chief so crazy, and he did not hesitate to fight for the lives of more than 400 people in the village.

In addition to this, I also thought of a deeper content, the previous two times, the village chief was subdued very easily, and was possessed by the so-called Master Liu.

Is it possible that this is also a design, and the village chief deliberately did so.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was the case, with what the village chief revealed, how could he not notice that Ershengzi was stepping on the feet of a ghost, and how could he not notice anything wrong when the old Liu family was possessed by the yellow skin.

The most terrible person is probably the village chief.