"Suspect what?"

"I suspect that Liu Cheng, Huang Jianjian, and Huang Jianyong are a small gang or belong to a certain organization."

"It can't be."

"Nothing is impossible," Han Jingyang shook his head: "No matter how strong the personal strength is, it is very limited, and the energy displayed by Liu Cheng and them is not like the grass platform team." ”

"This ......"

"Do you know what Liu Cheng is doing?"

Monk Kongyun's face was extremely ugly, he looked up at the extremely powerful and domineering Chaotian Guan on the side, and nodded slightly: "I suspect that they are creating gods." ”

Han Jingyang nodded lightly: "Yes, making gods, is it terrible?" Even if ordinary people obtain such means, even if they do not do evil, they will aim to change their own destiny, especially from improving their material life, but what about Liu Cheng? ”

Liu Cheng, Huang Jianyong, Huang Jianjian, these three people are all natives, and their lives are quite ordinary and even hard from beginning to end.

Liu Cheng is okay, he is a militia captain, has a wife, a son and a daughter, although he is not rich, he is still warm.

But what kind of life did Huang Jianyong and Huang Jianshe live for?

Poor to death.

Huang Jianshe pretended to be crazy and stupid all day long, hiding in Chaotianguan and living alone, not even having a wife, and people who are dozens of years old may not know what it is like to be a woman.

Is this a normal person?

He has the ability, but he does not use it to improve his material life.

There are no more than three cases.

First, I dare not use it for fear of exposure.

Second, some people forcibly suppressed their abilities, so that they could only shrink into a small Xipo village and pretend to be ordinary people.

Third, they have a clearer and more ambitious goal, which can make them give up the material life at their fingertips, and even allow them to gamble their own and even their children's lives.

The first case is fine.

The second and third are very scary.

In the second case, the trio belong to an organization that requires them to stay in Xipo Village, and the organization is so powerful that they have to submit.

The third situation is even more terrifying, if it is true, then Liu Cheng and the three of them have become the kind of existence similar to fanatics, after being brainwashed by others or themselves, there is only one goal in their eyes, and they can give up everything else in order to achieve the goal, and this kind of person is often extremely dangerous, and it is not good to have a ...... All the villagers of the entire Xipo village will be in danger.

Thinking of this, Han Jingyang's face also became solemn.

Shi Xiaoya also realized this, and her face also became ugly.

Only the monk Kongyun has not yet figured out the mystery, after all, the great monk stays in the temple every day, and his experience in the rivers and lakes and life experience are average.

Seeing that Han Jingyang and Shi Xiaoya's faces were not very good, they couldn't help but say: "There is no shortage of this kind of people in all dynasties, more than 20 years ago, this kind of thing happened in Quancheng, an old lady who danced the big god didn't know where to learn so much inheritance in the village to promote her spells and let the villagers build a temple for her, she has been active for more than ten years, and her influence is very great, but in the end, she didn't make any waves, and the obscene sacrifices and wild rituals can't make any big waves." ”

Han Jingyang sighed: "The problem is that Liu Cheng and Huang Jianshe are not engaged in ordinary obscene sacrifices and wild rituals, but god-making, and it seems that they already have a very skillful god-making ability, and Chaotianguan is ......"

Speaking of which, I reacted thoroughly.

The whole Xipo village is a god-making factory.

The core is the statue in Chaotianguan, and with Chaotianguan as the eye, absorbing the earthly qi of Xipo Village, supplemented by various strange means, you can successfully create a god.

It is likely that this is how the Chaotian view around him was created.

Li Mingjian was sealed inside the statue, and it was most likely regarded as some kind of ritual or consumable that was indispensable for the creation of gods.

If there is only such a stronghold as Chaotianguan, then it is easy to say.

What if there is more than one?

Han Jingyang thought of Huang Jianyong's godmother.

At that time, I thought it was strange that it was not impossible for the old tree to become a spirit, but the original appearance born in the old elm tree was too perfect, and it was the appearance of a living old lady.

It's nothing to look at as an isolated case, after all, the world is big, and any kind of coincidence is possible.

But so many coincidental contracts happened in Xipo Village, and they were also related to Huang Jianyong, so there was a feeling of being extremely scary in thinking about this matter.

If, suppose, every god is created, a living human sacrifice is required, then ......

Han Jingyang thought of the group of people who blocked them at the entrance of the village that were not people.

Grass!

Brute!

Monk Kongyun still didn't react: "What's wrong with Chaotianguan?" ”

Han Jingyang took a deep breath, stared at Monk Kongyun and said in a deep voice: "Be vigilant, this Xipo Village is far more complicated than we imagined, don't be merciful when you encounter an enemy, just kill you, remember, all those who attack us are enemies, regardless of men, women, old and young." ”

"Huh?" Monk Kongyun was even more shocked: "What the hell happened?" ”

"It's not clear for a while, you just need to know that the situation is critical," Han Jingyang turned his head and left: "Go back to Chaotianguan." ”

"Why?"

"Chaotian view is the core of everything, the beginning of everything, and the end of everything."

Shi Xiaoya followed without hesitation, and directly pulled out a katana to guard Han Jingyang's side.

Monk Kongyun didn't know why, but thinking of Han Jingyang's strength, he could only stomp his feet heavily, grabbing the Zen staff and quickly following up.

However, as soon as they walked a few steps away, there were shadowy figures gathering towards them, and when they were about to reach the sky, a deep and gloomy voice sounded from all directions: "Go back ......"

"Go back ......"

"Go back ......"

The sound was extremely low and terrifying, and unlike normal sounds, it did not travel through vibrations, did not pass through the ears, and more like it appeared directly in the depths of the mind.

Shi Xiaoya subconsciously covered her ears but couldn't stop anything, and even the voice was clearer.

Monk Kongyun was no exception, but he recited the Buddha's name without changing his face: "Amitabha-"

This voice turned out to be of the same nature as the ghostly voice, obviously the volume was not loud when it came out, but when it fell into the ears of Shi Xiaoya and Han Jingyang, it was like Huang Zhong Dalu, loud, long, heavy and penetrating, and with a warm power, it instantly dispelled all kinds of discomfort before.

Not only that, but the voice came out, and it directly forced back the shadow.

Han Jingyang saw this scene and nodded secretly.

This great monk still has something, and this lion's roar is quite powerful.

However, the deterrent power is sufficient, but the lethality is almost meaningless.

I don't know if the great monk has any other means.

Sure enough, the figure that had been forced back surrounded again within a few seconds of the sound falling, and the closer it got closer, the sound became more and more sharp, like a magic sound filling the ears, and there was a cold breath that seemed to freeze people's souls.

"Death—"

"Death—"

"Death—"

In the roar of "death", Han Jingyang and the three of them were surrounded by groups, and the number exceeded two hundred.

At this moment, even Han Jingyang couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.