The strengthened convoy was surprisingly fast. Fortunately, the people who came this time were all C-level or above, otherwise they would be easily injured in a car accident at this speed.
On the way, Jiang Chen received news that the six giants who would participate in suppressing the ghost sacrifices were confirmed.
It is the Lingbao Sect, the leader of the weapon path. King Pingping also specifically said that he can spend the hell points to ask them to help repair, refine and strengthen the weapons in his hands.
This is a great opportunity, don't miss it.
The only thing that needs to be noted is that these are a group of profiteers who rely on their good skills and charge extremely high prices. Even a certain Yama was once slaughtered.
Upon hearing the news, a group of underworld gangsters became excited.
They have naturally heard of the name of Lingbao Sect. It is said that even many top experts from foreign official forces have to travel across the ocean just to ask the Lingbao Sect's weapon master to help forge or strengthen a weapon.
However, Yin Chai is busy with official duties on weekdays, and the famous masters of Lingbao Sect are often in seclusion and painstakingly studying the art of weapons, so it is difficult to have such an opportunity.
This time we are all comrades-in-arms.
Yin Chao's combat power is high enough. When the time comes to use more force, with this friendship, he might be able to strengthen his weapons at a suitable price.
Jiang Chen also looked thoughtful.
His ideas are different from everyone else's.
What he was thinking about was that since Lingbao Sect was a well-known profiteer in the Qiren world, he must have a lot of savings, right?
"But it would be too high-profile to make money by helping a group of the most powerful weapon-refining masters in Kyushu and even the world..."
This was his only hesitation.
"Perhaps we can trade quietly, lock in big customers at the elder level, and then threaten them to help keep it secret. Yes, this should be feasible..."
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The convoy arrived at another larger tributary of the Yangtze River in a few minutes.
Jiang Chen saw a brightly lit village near the river from a distance.
This is very strange. In the countryside, people usually go to bed very early, and often the only sounds heard after eight o'clock are dogs barking.
"Go over and have a look."
As the group approached, they saw that the village was decorated with lights, red banners, and red flowers. A group of men were killing and washing pigs there, while women were busy plucking the feathers of chickens and ducks.
Everyone's faces darkened.
They didn't need to look down to know what was about to happen here.
It seems that although the agreement between the Dark Alliance and the Ghost Sacrifice lineage has not yet been implemented, the river gods of these tributaries are impatient. Since they were suppressed by the underworld, they have not enjoyed a decent offering for too many years.
Villagers also discovered this group of outsiders.
An old man came over with the support of several young men. He cupped his hands and said politely: "The old man is the mayor of this village. My friends are passing by late at night. It coincides with a happy event. Please come in and have a glass of wine."
As the saying goes, stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person.
But Jiang Chen just looked at him sideways: "Old man, who is your friend?"
Hearing this, some young men looked unkind. Some even took out sickles and hoes and looked at the group of people coldly.
But the old man quickly stretched out his hand to stop him and scolded him: "What are you doing! What age is it now? Put your things down."
They are mature and sophisticated, and you can tell at a glance that these people have extraordinary temperament.
After speaking, he turned his head and smiled: "The guest is a distinguished person. It is natural to call the old man an old man. If you are not drinking, do you want to stay overnight? The village will make room for you immediately."
Despite the other party's attitude, Jiang Chen still looked indifferent: "Old man, stop talking nonsense. I know what you want to do. You are putting human life at risk. If this matter is reported, do you need me to teach you what the consequences will be?"
As soon as these words came out.
The expressions of a group of villagers were as cold as ice. The man who killed the pig suddenly stood up and walked over with a bloody butcher knife.
Villagers also gathered around with sickles and hoes.
"Snapped"
A loud slap, followed by several kicks.
The old man turned red and yelled angrily: "What are you doing! You want to rebel? Get out! Get back, I'll tell them!"
Several young men did not dare to fight back and took a few steps back.
The old man then turned his head, and you could see that his body was trembling slightly, as if he was afraid of something: "Your guests turn out to be much more noble than I thought."
"To be honest, we have no choice but to do this."
"At night, the river god appeared. Zhang Erwa, who had been drowned for many years, suddenly ran back and said that as long as he sacrificed immediately and sent a river god empress, everyone in the village who had drowned could come back alive."
"And if you don't deliver it, after twelve o'clock, the river god will become angry and flood all the surrounding villages."
"The second baby is willing to give up his girl. That girl has been crazy since she was a child. After the second baby drowned, she picked up things in the village and lived on the food of hundreds of families. No one cared for her and no one loved her."
"Her father is back and wants to send her to be the Queen of the River God. Naturally, everyone acquiesces."
"Are you guys here from above?"
"Old man, I have lived for more than a hundred years and I don't know much. But now that you are here, the so-called river god should not be able to make waves."
"As for the responsibility for this matter, the villagers are ignorant and have difficulty distinguishing between good and evil. Old man, I have been studying for several years, but I did not stop him. This crime is mine, and I will be punished at will."
The old man said, holding out his hands.
Jiang Chen ignored him, took a step forward, and shouted: "Which one is the second baby?"
A figure in the crowd was still hesitating before, but now he seemed to be sure of something, turned around and ran away.
Jiang Chen raised his hand to take a photo, and the opponent flew directly over, and the strong wind knocked over several villagers.
He grabbed the other person's neck.
The man's death state was gradually revealed. His whole body was soaked and turned white, his lips were black and purple, his limbs were rotting, and maggots were crawling around. He looked extremely disgusting.
A group of villagers screamed in fear.
"Did the River God ask you to come?"
Jiang Chen asked lightly.
The water ghost glanced at the river bank and showed hesitation.
"Click"
His neck was directly broken, his head fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled in front of the dead pig, frightening the faces of several pig-killing men.
"Forget it, you don't need to say it, it's not important."
Jiang Chen shook his head, glanced at the panicked villagers, grinned, suddenly threw the water ghost's body up, and then punched it out.
"boom"
The ghost corpse exploded.
Broken meat and black blood spattered and fell on every villager, and they screamed louder.
Although these people are not life-threatening due to Yin Qi pollution, they will at least suffer from a serious illness later on.
This was Jiang Chen's deliberate move.
He has always felt that exorcising ghosts is sometimes not just about exorcising ghosts, but also punishing and changing the inner filth of some people.
The devil in the heart is sometimes more terrifying than the real ghost.
Turning his head and pondering for two seconds, he threw the Yin Shen Hammer directly, causing a huge wave to explode in the river.
"Where is the river god here?"
"get out!"
Jiang Chen's voice spread out.
Yin energy gathered in the river, and a figure in red and black clothes slowly emerged from the water, with a calm face, staring at the young man on the shore.
"What's the matter with you?"
"It's nothing. I dropped something. Why did you come here? You, the river god, are not dedicated at all."
"Why don't you quickly pick up my hammer...?!"
Jiang Chen took two steps forward, looking down at the figure under the water with a cold and playful expression.
