Xu Huaigu felt like he had had a long dream, and when he woke up, his head was about to explode. In front of him was still the scene of a huge evil dragon entrenched in the sky, and his mind went blank. It took him a long time to remember his name.
Memories from the past flooded back into his mind like a tide. He remembered his parents, the murder in the village, and the mysterious black shadow. He remembered that he and Li Zi went to Lingjiang together in the end, and the memory stopped here.
Who is that dark shadow that he has been looking for for a long time?
He suddenly remembered that that person was Chen Wuhua!
His heart was beating wildly.
Why is Uncle Chen going to Lingjiang?
Why does Uncle Chen know how to see the other side of the river?
Did Uncle Chen kill someone?
Naturally, there was no conclusion to the question here. He jumped out of bed and was about to go out to find Uncle Chen to find out.
Looking out the window, it was early morning.
Qin Qi heard the noise inside and ran over quickly. When she saw Xu Huaigu getting out of bed, she said anxiously: "You finally woke up! Hey, where are you going? Let's take a rest first before going!"
Xu Huaigu said excitedly while putting on his shoes: "I know who the murderer of Grandpa Chen is, it's Chen Wuhua!"
Qin Qi looked at him in surprise and said angrily: "What are you talking about! Chen Wuhua is his son, what do you, a child, know?"
Xu Huaigu became anxious and said, "I saw it with my own eyes! Uncle Chen sneaked away to the Lingjiang River at night and didn't come back until dawn!"
"Why do people go to Lingjiang at night when they have nothing to do? You must be confused." Qin Qi then seemed to think of something happy and said with a smile on her face: "But you, who go out to play with Li Zi every night, treat us as Don’t know? That morning we saw you and Li Zi passed out by the river. It was really scary. You can’t go to Lingjiang anymore in the future, it’s so dangerous.”
Xu Huaigu was so confused that his mind became even more unclear, so he had to quickly say: "Li Zi and I saw Uncle Chen entering the river that day, so we followed him in. I definitely remember it correctly!"
He threw Qin Qi away and ran out alone, shouting: "Anyway, I want to ask him clearly!"
He rushed out of the house and saw crowds of people everywhere in the village, and he understood. I must have been in a coma for two days. Today is the seventh day of May, the day when the sacrifice is held. That's fine, then Uncle Chen will definitely come today and ask for an explanation from him in person!
He walked through the crowd and looked around inside. He didn't see Uncle Chen, but he saw the lost Li Zi.
He immediately rushed up and asked her anxiously: "Li Zi, what's wrong with you?"
When Li Zi saw him, it was like seeing a life-saving straw. She grabbed him and cried: "I...I seemed to have seen the end of the world that day in Lingjiang."
"Is it a big fiery red dragon?"
"Yes! Did you see it too?"
"I don't have time to say so much. The dark figure who went to Lingjiang was Uncle Chen! He was the one who killed Grandpa Chen!"
Li Zi seemed to suddenly realize it and said, "No wonder, Chen Wucai and Chen Wucai were both killed yesterday!"
Xu Huaigu's head was pounding and he asked, "Where is Chen Wuhua now?"
"He was taken away by the high priest yesterday!"
Xu Huaigu slapped his forehead anxiously, stamped his feet vigorously, and said to Li Zi, "Let's go find the high priest!"
Li Zi was no longer distracted, and followed Xu Huaigu quickly running towards the school villa.
In the Xueshu room, Chu Xian and the other two priests were still sitting in meditation. It was already getting a little brighter. Chen Wuhua was in the corner, his eyes were blank and he was haggard and desperate.
It seems that no one came to kill the last single seedling of the Chen family. Could it be that this sacrifice was finally carried out normally?
Chu Xian felt deeply uneasy, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
It was almost time, and he said to Chen Wuhua: "I know you feel sad, but the sacrifice must still be carried out normally, let's go."
Chen Wuhua raised his head, but what was revealed was a ferocious look on his face. He was grinning unscrupulously, with extreme madness flashing in his eyes, as if he didn't care about the world at all. He faced Chu Xian with sympathy on his face, but he didn't say a word.
Chu Xian finally realized something was wrong. He quickly shouted: "Hurry up and stop him!"
However, it was already too late. The crazy smile on Chen Wuhua's face had solidified and became eternal.
Chu Xian was furious and opened his mouth, blood spurted out, his tongue had been chewed to pieces, and there was no chance of survival.
The three priests stared blankly at this strange scene, and they suddenly understood the origin of the matter. Chen Wuhua killed everyone, and the last person to die was himself!
He was willing to sacrifice the lives of his entire clan in exchange for the return of the demon dragon's ink dragon.
No one knows why, and no one will ever know what he saw in Lingjiang, and what kind of deal he made with the demon clan.
But none of this matters now, the matter is a foregone conclusion, and no one can restore it.
Chu Xian was heartbroken and stared blankly at the corpse in front of him. Another priest couldn't bear it anymore and asked him quickly: "Priest Chu, is there any way to remedy this matter?"
"Rescue? Haha, it's no longer possible."
"Then what should we do? Should we just watch the demon clan destroy this village?"
"What else can we do? How can you and I participate in such a big event with our abilities? Let's just wait for those indifferent people in the Central Territory to come and wipe our butts for us!"
He sneered again, "Those bastards in the Central Territory only know how to fight, and no one is guarding such an important place. If something big happens now, not only will we not be able to escape, but they will also have to fend for themselves." Bad consequences!"
The other two priests were also silent. They had long expected that there would be such a day when the Molong would reappear and all life in the world would be devastated. However, only when they truly realized at this moment that things had happened, could they realize the true despair.
Xu Huaigu and Li Zi finally arrived at the familiar small villa. Looking from a distance, it looked as peaceful as ever.
Regardless of etiquette, he went directly to the door and knocked hard and eagerly on the wooden door.
A heavy knock on the door interrupted the dead silence of the priests in the house. Chu Xian sighed and opened the door. Sure enough, it was Xu Huaigu and Li Zi.
As soon as Xu Huaigu entered the door, he hurriedly shouted: "Sir, the murderer is Chen Wuhua!"
Everyone in the room looked at him, as if wondering how he knew, but then lowered their heads in disappointment.
Xu Huaigu was about to remind him again when he saw a corpse spurting blood in the corner. It was Chen Wuhua.
The two children had never seen such a terrifying scene before, and their faces turned pale with fright.
Chu Xian looked at these two little guys and actually smiled and said, "There is no need to hold the sacrifice today. You go and inform the villagers."
Just as Xu Huaigu was about to say something more, he was grabbed by Li Zi and dragged out. Xu Huaigu pulled her away and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
Li Zi said seriously: "Didn't you see the expression on the priest's face? If you continue to mess around, we will all be angered. We will do what the teacher said. As for Chen Wuhua's death... that is no longer the case. We can intervene."
Xu Huaigu looked at her for a while, then suddenly laughed sarcastically and said harshly: "Is this what you call investigating and finding out everything? I'm afraid of this. I think you are suitable for exposing the trivial matters of the children in the village."
Li Zi's eyes widened. He was shocked at first, then turned to anger, and said loudly: "Xu Huaigu, what are you talking about! Are you the best? Why do you think you can investigate everything? Don't you remember the day we went to Lingjiang? ? If we weren’t lucky, there would be two corpses in Lingjiang now!”
Xu Huaigu also got angry and yelled back: "Just forget it, I'll go to Lingjiang alone!"
Li Zi stared at him angrily, Xu Huaigu turned around and ran away. She hesitated for a moment, and then followed him.
The villagers couldn't see the sacrificial ceremony and were talking a lot. Two children ran past them quickly, attracting attention.
This weird atmosphere didn't last long. A huge sound suddenly came from the direction of Lingjiang River. Dust was flying for a while, and a heart-pounding power that could destroy the world was emitted.
Xu Huaigu and Li Zi both stopped and looked at that scene, which was very similar to the dream they had in Lingjiang.
He looked at Li Zi beside him who was panting, feeling a little guilty and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that before."
Li Zi also laughed and said casually: "It doesn't matter, I know you said that impulsively." She pointed to the Lingjiang River ahead, "Then are you going?"
Xu Huaigu stood under the power that surpassed nature, his expression calm, as if he was looking at a trivial matter.
A rare trace of contempt appeared on his face, and he said firmly: "Go."
