"Chang Fa, why don't you understand?"

"Your son Xiaobao has long since died, and what you have in your arms is just a shell."

"Even if it is this shell, it is impossible to live indefinitely, at most in three years, he will completely become a dead thing."

In the darkness of the night, an old face was hidden in the dark, and only an indifferent voice echoed.

The man rested his head on the ground, hugged Xiaobao and cried sadly.

"I know, but he's my son anyway!"

"At the beginning, you also agreed with me to do this, why do you regret it now?"

The man was silent in the darkness for a long time before he spoke again.

"Things have changed, and I have no choice but to do so."

"And if I missed today, I don't know if I will probably have no chance to fulfill that long-cherished wish in this life."

As soon as the old man's words fell, seven or eight strong men suddenly poured out of the surroundings, wearing yellow scarves on their heads, yellow silk around their waists, and indifferent eyes, stepped forward to pull the man away, and at the same time took Xiaobao and handed it to the person who spoke before.

Xiaobao looked at the old face in the darkness with some curiosity, and after a while, he shouted softly in a childish voice.

"Grandpa the village chief!"

The old village chief walked out of the night with a gentle smile on his face.

He reached out and touched Xiaobao's face, but did not speak.

When he looked at the man on the ground, his expression was cold again.

"I won't say anything superfluous, you are also a child of my Zhang family, if it weren't for the last resort, if it wasn't for Xiaobao, he had become like this, I wouldn't have done anything to this child."

"This point, if you can figure it out best, if you can't figure it out, then think about it slowly, if it doesn't work in a year, it will be ten years, and if it can't work in ten years, then it will be a lifetime."

The old village chief's words were as cold as ice, and there was not the slightest emotion mixed in them.

And after these words, there was a sudden burst of applause in the night, which attracted everyone's sideways.

Facing everyone's eyes, Jiang slowly walked to the light, facing everyone, and behind him was Xiao Mei, who followed in the same way.

Xiao Mei looked at the behavior of everyone around her, and when she looked at the old village chief, her eyes were spewing fire.

She also heard the two talking clearly before, but she never thought that the person who was making trouble behind this would be the old village chief.

"Old village chief, Zhang Fusheng, I announce your arrest now, tell your people to give up resistance, otherwise don't blame me for being polite."

The old village chief listened to Xiao Mei's words and laughed.

"You little girl, you are still as innocent as ever."

"You don't really think that just two words from you can make us arrested, do you?"

"You don't think that just by relying on your two words, the opportunity that my Zhang clan has been waiting for for more than half a century will be missed in vain, right?"

The old village chief Zhang Fusheng laughed wantonly, and finally even laughed with tears.

Xiao Mei's face turned red, and she was about to step forward to speak, but was stopped by Jiang Qi.

"Don't be impulsive, these people are not for you to deal with."

Jiang Qi's words were full of caution, even Xiao Mei had never heard Jiang Qi speak in such a tone before.

At this moment, Jiang Qi's attention was all focused on the outfit of the old village chief Zhang Fusheng.

He was dressed in a yellow gossip robe, wrapped in a yellow scarf on his head, tied with yellow silk around his waist, and held a nine-section scepter in his hand.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

Jiang Qi naturally read out a verse.

"I didn't expect anyone to remember this now."

The old village chief was a little surprised by Jiang Qi's reaction, he was not surprised that Jiang Qi knew this sentence, but after the other party saw their outfits, he directly linked it to this sentence, which was really a little surprised.

"I thought the world had forgotten about us."

Zhang Fusheng sighed with some complicated eyes.

Jiang Qi was unmoved.

"How can you forget, the remnants of the Taiping Dao, almost all the righteous monks still remember you."

Jiang Qi said seriously.

As far as he knew, whether it was Longhu Mountain, Quanzhen Dao, or other Taoist teachings, they would naturally talk about Taiping Dao, but unfortunately since the death of General Sangong of the Han Dynasty, the so-called Taiping Dao has long ceased to exist.

What was left behind were some remnants of rats.

"Remnant? That's right. ”

Zhang Fusheng listened to Jiang Qi's harsh name, but he didn't want to refute it.

"For so many years, it is not an exaggeration to say that Taiping Dao has been talking about the devil, even if the old man has been living in seclusion, his hands will inevitably be stained with blood, not to mention those people outside."

Hearing Zhang Fusheng say this, Jiang Qi's expression became weird.

Listening to what he meant, it doesn't seem to be the same thing as those people in the Taiping Road outside?

"Zhang Fusheng, what you mean by hearing this must have long been out of the outside world, in that case, why bother with today's affairs?"

Jiang Qi is not a decent lineage descendant, and what he knows about Taiping Dao is only what others tell him, and he may have met a few Taiping Dao disciples, but he will not beat everyone to death with a stick.

What's more, the old village chief got along well with him before.

Jiang Qi could feel that it was not Zhang Fusheng's short-term disguise, it must have been more than ten years before he could not see a flaw.

Zhang Fusheng waved his hand and looked at Qianlong River, and his voice was a little more ethereal.

"It can only be said that everyone has their own destiny!"

"Boy Jiang Qi, anyway, I have time tonight, are you interested in listening to me talk about the past?"

Jiang Qi's face did not change, and only made a gesture.

"Listen to me!"

Zhang Fusheng smiled and talked to Jiang Qi about the past.

He knew that Jiang Qi was confused, so he went straight to the point.

"In fact, with your intelligence, you should be able to tell whether it is true or false, so most of what the old man told you before is true."

"I just lied in some of the details."

"For example, the Taoist priest who came here eighty years ago is none other than my father."

"My father and son have also settled here since then."

"Its purpose is only for the river god of the hidden dragon!"

And sure enough, it was!

Jiang Qi had seen the old village chief dressed as a Taoist priest before, and he had already guessed that he might not be inseparable from the Taoist who came here eighty years ago.

I thought it was a master and apprentice, but I never thought it was a father and son.

"If it's for the river god, didn't your father and son do it eighty years ago?"

Jiang Qi couldn't understand that eighty years ago, a living sacrifice, the Qianlong River God responded, these were all said by the old village chief himself.

"You mean the living sacrifice to please the river god eighty years ago?"

"Who said we were meant to please the river god? Our father and son were ready to kill the river god. ”

Zhang Fusheng sneered and told the truth of the year.

Jiang Qi's mouth opened slightly, revealing a blank look, he didn't expect the father-son purpose to be so crazy.

Trying to slaughter the gods?

"Your father and son are really ......"

Jiang Qi didn't know how to describe the two fathers and sons for a while.

"Do you know what the river god of the Qianlong River is?"

(End of chapter)