"Or, do you want to reject my proposal?" Wen Liang preempted, he looked at Fairy Liu who was hesitant to speak, and gave two choices, "Come and choose one, either agree to my request, or now Let's do it and see who is here first."

"Or, are you worried that someone like me will lie to you?" Looking at Wen Liang, Fairy Liu heard the man say casually, because the little snakes that had been pinched just now had a stench in the air, which was to a certain extent. Affects Fairy Liu's ability to judge.

With hindsight, she found that if she really moved her hand, if the man in front of her was really moved, it would be easier to take her life.

The words have already been released, so naturally there is no reason to take them back. She looked at Wen Liang carefully, feeling that he did not seem to be a liar, and after a little hesitation, she agreed: "Okay, I can take you there first. See the shaman in the village."

The scales gradually faded, the facial features returned to their original positions, and Fairy Liu changed back to Zhao Yan. She turned her head and instructed the corner of no one, "Send that woman's body here."

There was a rustling sound of crawling in the corner. Wen Liang looked at the darkness there. The sound was clearly the sound of several snakes crawling at the same time.

"The Zhao family is not only Zhao Li that you use as a possessed puppet, but even those young people wearing masks are also formed by your snakes, do you know about these Zhao Guangsheng?"

"Does he need to know?" Fairy Liu, who changed back to Zhao Li, raised his mouth quite arrogantly, "Anyway, the Zhao family and I are using each other, whether it is a greedy father or a stupid son, in my opinion, they are all Ugly skins for my entertainment."

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs leading to the high platform. After a while, Xie Jin and Ji Duan ran up from below, their expressions were a little strange, "Wen Liang, downstairs..."

Wen Liang walked to the edge of the high platform and looked down. The dense snake tide surrounded a headless female body. They were transported from nowhere. The body was the same as Qu Wan's head soaked in the glass jar before. Also smeared with mucus.

If had to describe it, Qu Wan's body was as if it had been immersed in the mouth of a giant snake. Although the injury was not as terrifying as her head, her body was covered with stench and transparent mucus, as if she had just been fished out of the giant snake's stomach. Same.

Qu Wan, who was originally in Ji Duan's hands, suddenly became restless.

From being rescued to now, because Wen Liang took out the snakes, the wounds on her face have recovered a lot. At this moment, the angry woman broke free from Ji Duan after seeing her body, and rolled towards the snake. Dressed in a thin body.

Qu Wan's head was the source of the hostility. Those snakes were frightened by her and fled everywhere, and their bodies were naturally thrown to the ground. She got up from the ground and her head returned to its original position, just as she was about to rush towards Zhao Yan. , Wen Liang raised his hand to stop her.

"I know you're not having a good time these days, but your sister is also worried about you. She's still waiting for you on the bone flute. Go back for now."

Wen Liang took the bone flute from her neck, Qu Wan's figure was stunned, and then she became illusory. Although she was a little reluctant, she still returned to the sustenance because of Qu Ting.

"What's the situation now?" Ji Duan looked at Fairy Liu, who had changed back to Zhao Li, and Wen Liang, who had put the bone flute back on again. He wondered what the two of them had achieved while they were away. Purpose.

"She is willing to take us to see the shaman." Wen Liang walked towards Ji Duan, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Old Ji, you are probably saved."

"Really!" Xie Jin heard the sudden good news, although her eyes brightened with excitement, but because of Fairy Liu's appearance just now, she still didn't go over, he asked Wen Liang in a low voice, "She didn't ask What kind of excessive demands?"

Wen Liang smiled but didn't answer, as if he was not the one who squeezed Fairy Liu's head and forced her to choose one or the other, "It's alright, let's go, Mr. Zhao? It's a matter of human life that you and I can't delay."

No one noticed that Zhao Yan gave a sarcastic and cruel smile as he walked past them, because only in the blink of an eye, not even Wen Liang was seen.

"It seems that we have negotiated with that person." Unlike when Fairy Liu was possessed, Zhao Yan regained his arrogant tone. He glanced at the three of them lightly, "Okay, I'll take you there."

Walking out of the main entrance of the Zhaojiatang entrance, it turned out to be the road they found the coffin at first. Sure enough, the Zhaojiawumen is a deceitful guise. Now think about it, the corridor they just walked through is probably a snake dedicated to Fairy Liu. Hole.

"You don't have to follow, I'll just take them there." Zhao Pi said to the grass by the roadside, and the rustling sound stopped immediately, and then many black snakes stood up among the uneven grass.

Noticing that the three of them had stopped looking at each other, Zhao Yu explained proudly, "These little things that my family raises are more protective of their owners, so I brought you all the way to see me."

What kind of protector is, at best, a little demon who can be transformed under the influence of Fairy Liu's power, but Zhao Li, the old thief, has no consciousness of being a puppet at all, and is still boasting in his self-righteousness.

Wen Liang smiled without saying a word. He did not break through this false phenomenon. It is better to keep a low profile in Badong Village.

Returning to the street again, the traders who had opened their doors saw the three people from other villages and watched from such a distance. After seeing Zhao Yan who was walking at the forefront, their defenses seemed to relax a little.

"Where is Mr. Zhao going out today?" After realizing that the three people from the outer village who followed Zhao Yan did not behave abnormally, people began to gather here.

"Not long ago, the Gao family just sent out a notice saying that this year's sacrifice will be brought forward. Is this true, Mr. Zhao?"

"No hurry, no hurry, take your time with these questions." Zhao Dong squinted and smiled, and glanced at the three people behind him, "Yes, this year's sacrifice will be advanced, everyone should go back and prepare well. After all , this year's sacrifice is a rare event in a hundred years."

His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to reach the ears of the three of them, and they exchanged glances with each other. Zhao Dong just mentioned the sacrifice at this time, and it was very likely that it had something to do with the clues in the thread-bound booklet. And only a few words are left for them, so it's hard not to make people suspect that Zhao Dong did it on purpose.

Zhao Dong didn't have any communication with the villagers who came over. He walked on the street with his hands behind his back facing the sun. If he didn't look at his face, he would be no different from an ordinary old man walking.

But the coldness that flashed across his face reminded them all the time that this old man was a bad old thief with malicious intent.

Before arriving at the destination, the number of villagers who came up to talk to him had doubled. If he hadn't seen Zhao Dong soaking Qu Wan in the snakes with his own eyes, Xie Jin might have believed that he was just because of Zhao Dong's love in the village. A somewhat conceited little old man.

But in fact, Zhao Dong's methods are cruel and arrogant, and the mysteries in him are no less than Wen Liang's. Zhao Dong is like a poisonous snake waiting for a good opportunity to pounce on them at any time, and swallow their bodies together with the unsolved mysteries into the stomach.

The place where the so-called shaman lives in the village is not in the village. Walking along the dirt road to the forest outside the village, you are almost at the place where the coffin-carrying array in Jiulong outside the village.

An unremarkable two-story wooden building with thick vines coiled on the upper floor makes this unremarkable wooden building blend with the mountain forest.

The fence built with bamboo poles at the door is covered with a cloth streamer with 24 seams painted on it. Xie Jin took a rough look at it. Those cloth streamers were painted with patterns of birds, beasts, sun, moon and stars. They were still wet. been washed.

But the small courtyard surrounded by bamboo poles was very quiet, as if no one lived there. Zhao Dong came to the side of the bamboo fence with his hands behind his back, and shouted in the direction of the wooden building: "Badong Zhao Dong pays homage to the true shaman god." , is Grandma Yang at home?"

The small courtyard was quiet, and no one answered. After about half a minute, a little girl who looked like she was only in her teens ran out of it dragging her shoes.

"At home, at home!" The little girl wore shofar braids, and her watery eyes made her look very smart, "My grandma just fell and helped her to the kang, what's the matter? What's the matter with you? "

When Zhao Dong heard that Grandma Yang had fallen, she pretended to make a fuss: "Oh, I can't bear a fall at such an old age, is it serious?"

"It turned out to be the grandfather of the Zhao family in the village." The little girl recognized Zhao Dong's identity, but she didn't open the door immediately, and looked behind Zhao Dong, "Then who are these three next to him?"

"I'm here to see your grandma. Don't look at them as outsiders. People are not bad." When Zhao Dong introduced to the little girl, he could emphasize the "outsiders". As expected, the little girl frowned immediately after hearing it. .

"What? That's not allowed. My grandmother said that outsiders are not allowed to enter here. Mr. Zhao, you are the head of the Zhao family and you don't know this rule. Now you bring some outsiders here. What's the matter?"

Seeing that his plan had succeeded, Zhao Dong had a smug smirk on his face, but Wen Liang beside him took a step forward, stood outside the bamboo fence and started talking to the little girl: "You just said that grandma fell, and the old man's bones They are all brittle, if there is an accident, it is easy to cause the root cause of the disease, don't you need to take her to see a doctor?"

"But..." The little girl mentioned that grandma's attention was diverted, she looked embarrassed, and it's not difficult to see worry from her face, "My grandma only enters the village when offering sacrifices every year. We cannot break the rules without authorization."

"Then let grandma endure the pain to know the sacrifice, the old people are very fragile." Wen Liang continued to be seductive, "I have been wandering all the year round, I have a little understanding of the pain of the muscles and bones, and the patients who have been cured are also very good. It's number. Why don't you just let us in, and I'll help you see Grandma's injury, how about that?"

The little girl looked at Zhao Dong who was secretly waving at her, then at Wen Liang and the two people behind him who indicated her intention, and after deliberating for a while, although she was still vigilant, she nodded and agreed.

"Okay, I can let you in, but only if you don't touch things that shouldn't be touched." The little girl was a little surprised by Zhao Dong's downcast face, and she didn't quite understand why the head of the Zhao family was so hostile to these three people.

After receiving unanimous assurance from the other three, she still opened the door fastened by the bamboo fence and let a few people in.

"You really aren't weird people, are you?" Staring at Wen Liang's silver-white hair, the little girl resisted the urge to touch, and continued to interrogate in a dignified manner, "You are looking for my grandma to see What? Pray, make a wish, or change your fate?"

Wen Liang let out a "puchi" laugh, he waved his hand apologetically, "...fate can also be changed, won't this be punished by God?"

"Of course not! My grandma can directly communicate with the true god of shaman, and the true god can change everything, Sabirgan, Kokosebuk." The little girl spoke the last sentence very quickly, and it sounded like it was pronounced in Manchu.

Zhao Dong snorted, and reluctantly translated the meaning of this sentence: "She means that the shaman god is an auspicious heaven, and will try to fulfill people's wishes as much as possible, good luck."

"That's it." Wen Liang walked through the simple door with the bamboo fence shortly, and he squatted down to be at eye level with the girl, "We didn't come here for those, we came here to save people."

Wen Liang turned sideways slightly, just out of the little girl's sight, Ji Duan met her eyes, "We are going to save this uncle's life."

Tucao small theater

Wen Liang: We are going to save this uncle~

Ji Duan: You are the uncle!You are young to be called uncle!

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