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"Brother Chen, don't worry, leave this matter to me." The monk said with a guarantee.

Jiang Chen was naturally relieved, being born as a monk, he would have no problem dealing with these ordinary people.

"In this case, let's leave first and contact you at any time." Miao Fan left with the monk after speaking.

Looking at the two corpses on the ground, Jiang Chen was filled with emotions.

He really didn't expect Miao Fan to be so decisive, without any hesitation, how could this Sun Yao be regarded as his elder.

But looking back and thinking about it carefully, this Sun Yao has indeed gone astray, the kind who can't turn back, using that kind of ruthless tactics to change his life, let the Wang family members act as his shields, and he deserves what he deserves.

Putting the bodies of the two into the closet over there, Jiang Chen sat on that chair.

He picked up a book next to him and looked at it. It was not a textbook at all, but a manual copy of Maoshan classics, most likely written by Sun Yaomo.

Moreover, the whole book is about numerology, especially Wuding Liujia, which is very clear, and there are even corresponding notes in many places.

After reading it for a while, Jiang Chen took out the lighter and lit the book directly. He thought that such a thing should not exist in the world.

After burning all the books, Jiang Chen leaned against the bed, looked at the completely dark sky outside, and fell into deep thought.

He really didn't expect that there would be traces of witches in the matter of Shilin Village.

He even wondered if that dragon was the one in the northeast.

But this is only conjecture, after all, the distance between the two places is too far.

In a daze, Jiang Chen actually fell asleep.

At about twelve o'clock in the evening, there was a sound at the door.

I hurriedly got up, turned on the light, and saw a person standing in the yard, it was Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang seemed to be taken aback by Jiang Chen, she turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Jiang Chen.

"Aunt Wang, it's so late, where are you going?" Jiang Chen shouted playfully.

"Jiang Chen, I'm going out to buy something, so you just stay at home." Before Jiang Chen could come out, he quickly ran out of the village.

Jiang Chen didn't go after her, because Aunt Wang belonged to Sun Yao, so to speak, she was an undercover agent, maybe he could help Monk and Miao Fan very well.

Taking out the food from the bag, Jiang Chen ate directly.

After one o'clock, Jiang Chen looked at the moonlight covered by dark clouds, and he saw a person standing at the door again, it was the village head.

"Jiang Chen, we should go, the sacrifice is about to begin." The village chief shouted.

Jiang Chen turned off the lights and immediately followed out. He understood that this was already the third day.

Along the way, the village chief didn't say anything, and went straight to the foot of the Big Coffin Mountain.

It was still the same cave, but this time he did not leave. The village chief knocked on the nearby stone wall several times, and a door appeared immediately on the nearby stone wall, and the village chief walked in directly.

Jiang Chen followed closely behind. The inside was brightly lit, surrounded by oil lamps and torches.

"Here?" Jiang Chen looked at everything here hesitantly, and asked in a low voice.

"Don't talk." The village chief didn't answer, but walked straight to the middle.

This cave should have been dug out by people, and the traces of manual excavation are very obvious, even large-scale machinery should have been used.

The whole cave is a circle, and the oil lamps are arranged around, illuminating the whole cave. There is a big hole on the top of the head, and I don't know what it is used for.

There is another sculpture on the east side. The sculpture is very large and hovers. On the top is a snake head with two bulging meat buns. This may be the dragon.

The village head came to the middle, he looked at the cave above, but saw the moon just appeared outside the cave, he couldn't help laughing.

"Jiang Chen, go and open the gate over there." The village chief pointed to an iron gate not far away.

Jiang Chen walked straight over, and then opened the iron gate over there.

As soon as the iron gate was opened, many people poured in from outside. They were all villagers from Shilin Village. Their eyes were full of fanaticism, just like religious believers.

After entering here, they knelt down in front of the dragon statue one by one, with solemn expressions.

That's not to mention, Jiang Chen also saw more than a dozen villagers holding shotguns in the back, and drove those students over. Those students seemed to have not eaten, their bodies were weak, and their expressions were very strange. They were pushed and shoved. walked in.

Jiang Chen also saw Fatty Gao and Zhou Yi'an mixed in, and the two of them also imitated that appearance, moving forward slowly.

As the iron gate was closed, the entire hall was extremely silent. The village chief slowly climbed up to the head of the dragon over there, then knelt down, doing a series of movements, just like a pilgrimage saint .

Jiang Chen looked around. Those villagers who were originally guarding the students also knelt down one after another at this moment, with solemn expressions, not daring to raise their heads.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Chen leaned against Fatty Gao, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Fatty Gao's eyes.

Seeing that he made a sign that he was done, Jiang Chen was relieved a lot.

The ceremony was done for several minutes. During this time, Jiang Chen was extremely bored. He came to the most central place, and just as he squatted down, he smelled a stench.

He thought where the smell was coming from, but when he looked up, he saw a huge snake head appearing in front of Jiang Chen.

He stepped back quickly, and took out a dagger in his hand.

"Don't be impulsive." Seeing this, the village chief shouted hastily.

Jiang Chen froze for a moment, then slowly put down the dagger in his hand.

This is the dragon, coming from the hole above, covered in blood.

Jiang Chen didn't make a move, the Jiao directly swam to the sculpture over there, his movements were exactly the same as the sculpture, and his head was parallel to the sculpture's head.

The village head stood over there, looking at Jiao in front of him who was extremely excited, then he pointed to the students over there and said, "The food is over there."

Jiao didn't respond, just staring at the village head like this, and spitting out his core from time to time.

Jiang Chen saw it, and slowly moved towards Fatty Gao, and handed him the dagger in his hand.

But Fatty Gao sneered and said, "Are you wondering why that Jiao didn't come to our side?"

As Fatty Gao got up, the village chief took a few steps back.

"You are not qualified enough to play Fengshui. Although the Transformation Dragon pattern exists here, it is no longer worthy of the name, because the Fengshui formation outside has been broken. This is just an empty shell." Fatty Gao said with a wild laugh.

Seeing Fatty Gao get up, the villagers nearby didn't make a move, instead they kept mumbling something, as if they were afraid of the punishment from above.