"It hurts." Suddenly, an old man fell to the ground in the back, and everyone was shocked and did not understand why he was like this.

"My dad was a little unwell after eating in the morning, and if it wasn't the day to worship the gods, he would have rested in bed."

The son next to the old man spoke, he also felt uncomfortable, but he was busy in the morning, so he didn't feel much.

"You carry your father behind your back, and no one can be absent today." The village chief spoke.

The middle-aged man nodded naturally, but he felt very tired after not walking a few steps, but fortunately, he was not far from the altar at this time.

Just as soon as he arrived there, the village chief found that many old people looked sick, and even fainted, and there was chaos around them.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"I don't know, Aunt Liu, they suddenly felt uncomfortable, is it because the sacrifices we prepared this time are not good, the men are sick and the women are ugly, so the gods are angry?"

A man said in a panic, I don't know if it's an illusion, after he said this, many people felt a little uncomfortable.

"Probably not, right?"

"What then? If the gods are not satisfied, where are we going to arrest them at this time?"

"Do we want to go out of our own way?"

The villagers gossiped and became more frightened, and even some young children had been hidden in the arms of their families.

"Okay, the gods will feel our sincerity and won't blame us, and next year, we'll look for a better sacrifice."

Hearing that the village chief would not let his villagers be sacrifices, everyone was a lot more relieved.

It's just that not long after the village chief's words were finished, the old man who fell before and his son fell into a coma, and everyone became more and more scared.

"Don't mess around, quickly tie these two up and light a fire for the gods, and ask the gods to laugh."

"Laughing at you ghost, it's obvious that your gods don't like us to be angry, I think the village chief and him are good, the gods must like you."

Wan Qingkong suddenly spoke, in addition to the village chief, she also signaled to the man who had arrested him before, and the faces of the village chief and the man changed drastically, and they seemed to react.

"What the hell did you guys do?"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand? What the hell am I doing? Isn't it that your own gods are unhappy? What does it have to do with me?"

Wan Qingkong shrugged, and after she finished speaking, some of the women who were still frightened before also turned pale and clutched their stomachs and wailed in pain.

"It must be you, what kind of magic did you use, what did you do to us?"

The village chief was shocked, because he found that he was also a little uncomfortable, Wan Qingkong watched most of the people in the village fall, and now all the people who are okay are young adults, and he knows that the time is almost up.

So she cut the rope with a sharp weapon hidden in advance, and walked to Qin Xuanmo's side to untie him, and when the village chief and others saw this scene, they naturally knew that all this was done by Wan Qingkong.

"Come on, arrest them."

"Don't move, the more you move, the faster you'll die."

Wan Qingkong looked at the twenty or thirty men in front of him and threatened.

Although these people are half-disabled, their two fists are invincible to four hands, not to mention that there is a Qin Xuanmo who is dragging his feet, Wan Qingkong naturally has to drag on time.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, grab her and ask where the antidote is."

The village chief said coldly, they were obviously poisoned, and I really don't know how the woman was poisoned unknowingly.

Now the village chief regrets the most is to judge people by their appearance, and he should have searched his body in the first place.

"Hehe, since the village chief is not afraid, why don't you do it yourself? Don't do it at that time, those who did it all died because of the toxins accelerated by strenuous exercise, but the village chief, you picked peaches and detoxified the toxins, and you were alive and well.

I said village chief, you are not authentic, as the head of a village, you can't just enjoy the blessings without paying, you can only serve the people by setting an example."

Wan Qingkong was so provocative, those people were originally afraid, but now they don't move, and no one wants to make the first year to leave life to others.

The village chief's face sank, although he knew that Wan Qingkong was stirring up, but he didn't dare to really step forward.

In the midst of the stalemate, seven or eight more middle-aged men fell to the ground, and the village chief saw that he couldn't drag it down, otherwise they would all be ruined, so he gritted his teeth and shouted. Z.br>

"Together, or we'll all die."

Almost twenty or so men glanced at each other, and they all rushed towards Wan Qingkong and Qin Xuanmo.

The two of them glanced at each other, and their expressions were a little solemn.

Qin Xuanmo gritted his teeth and stood up, and the dagger in his hand shot at the first person who ran the fastest, directly understanding the other party's life.

Wan Qingkong also picked up the wooden stick next to him and waved it at the people who rushed up, preventing them from forming an encirclement trend.

Fortunately, these villagers only have brute strength, and because of poisoning and fear, the offensive is not too violent.

Wan Qingkong protected Qin Xuanmo while defending, and he also blocked it for a while.

"Village Chief, what are you doing hiding behind?"

Qin Xuanmo spoke, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in the village chief's eyes, looking at the eyes around him, he had no choice but to rush over.

Wan Qingkong and Qin Xuanmo were inevitably hit a few times, but fortunately, they were not caught, and the village chief shouted.

"Knock them down, there are so many of us that they can't get away."

Wan Qingkong frowned, looked at the brazier not far away, and ran over with Qin Xuanmo in his arms.

I saw her kicking the brazier at the chasing people with her flying feet, and the people in front of her were screaming in fright, and they couldn't get up just after extinguishing the fire.

Not long after the conflict broke out between the two sides, although Wan Qingkong and Qin Xuan suffered some flesh wounds, there were only about a dozen opponents left, and they were all breathing heavily, their faces were pale, and even the village chief was holding his stomach and panting.

"I told you not to get excited."

Wan Qingtian was overjoyed, and these people who were standing had no combat effectiveness, so they took advantage of his illness to kill him, and everyone fell to the ground a few times, and then wailed in pain.

At first, some villagers who couldn't bear the poison had already passed out, and Wan Qingkong picked up Qin Xuanmo, who had lost his strength, and returned to the place where they lived.

Wan Qingtian first went from house to house to find some useful things to prepare for the road, and didn't care about these people who had passed out, found his donkey cart, and quickly left the place.

"Finally out of the wolf's den, I'm afraid those people won't survive, it's a pity."

Wan Qingkong said that it was a pity, but in her heart she didn't, after all, she was not kind enough to be kind to the person who wanted to harm her.

It is also a pity that children are not allowed to participate in the village sacrifice of this Laoshizi, and they are sent to relatives' houses three days in advance, which can be regarded as reducing a lot of troubles in the clear sky.

Otherwise, if the children are hurt, Wan Qingtian will still be unhappy, and when they are sent back by relatives and friends, and see the situation in the village, someone should report to the official.