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Seven hundred and eighty-fifth chapters death of the chieftain

At this time, villagers continued to gather towards the small building, no one was acting alone, everyone came in groups of three or five, and each villager had a look of fear on his face. Some people held torches when they came, but before they could get in front of the crowd, the torches fell off their hands and fell on the ground.

In this suppressed tension, there was an abnormal calm under the night. I could only hear the footsteps and rapid breathing of the villagers. There was no other sound. It was not until some villagers were a little closer to me that I vaguely heard the "crackling" sound from the torch.

Not long after, hundreds of villagers gathered in Xiaolou. The sensitivity counted the number of people and confirmed that all the living people had arrived. Then he shouted at the villagers with a loud voice.

I couldn't understand the local language, so I stood by without any interest, while the witch of the Cidan was standing next to me, looking a little cramped.

Since the beginning, there has been no communication between Jingdu and Cidan Dawu, and the Sense has not even looked at Cidan Dawu with a direct look. The two of them were still in harmony yesterday, so why did they become like this after seeing each other overnight?

Sensitivity's speech lasted for nearly half an hour, and he did have the talent to become a leader. During this half hour, the villagers' expressions changed from panic to anxiety, and from anxiety to calm down.

Although I also know that such calmness is only temporary. As long as there are some unexpected situations on Baoding, they will soon become panicked again.

But the sensitivity can at least calm them down temporarily, which is already very rare.

Finally, Mindra tiptoed, pointed at the direction where the warehouse was, and shouted something. Two tall men walked out of the crowd. They waved their arms at the other people while walking towards the warehouse. Soon, all the villagers followed them to the warehouse.

Before the villagers could go far, Mindu said to me: "This is Liang Luofei's idea. She suggested that I gather all the villagers in the warehouse. I think her decision should be right, but I am still a little worried."

Mindu said this a bit messy, and some words were pronounced correctly, but I still understood what he meant and asked him: "What are you worried about?"

Mind was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm worried that Renqing will take action directly at the warehouse."

I nodded: "Your worries are right, but if you don't concentrate everyone in the warehouse, more people will be killed. By that time, even we will not be able to stop Renqing."

Mindu frowned: "Luo Fei said so too, but why is this? I can't figure it out no matter how hard I think about it."

I said, "Renqing killed people to take their spines to make bone whip. I fought with that thing, which was very difficult to deal with. Three corpses and three spines should only make one bone whip. However, if all villagers cannot get enough protection, Renqing will get the second, third bone whip, and one bone whip are enough for us to deal with. If it is two, three, Renqing can walk sideways. Only by concentrating the villagers can we effectively protect them, but if the villagers are scattered, Renqing will easily attack the lonely people."

After listening to my words carefully, Mindu sighed: "I originally thought I was the smartest person in the world."

I patted him on the shoulder: "You are really smart. I can think of this, not because my IQ is higher than you, but because I have experience than you."

I was talking to Mindu, and Cidan Dawu came up. He said something to Mindu. Although Mindu responded, I found that Mindu was talking to Cidan Dawu very politely. On the surface, it seemed that he was more respectful, but in fact he was alienating Cidan Dawu.

Looking at Mindu and Cidan Dawu's appearance when they were talking, I couldn't help but frown.

And the Sensitivity also noticed the change in my expression. After talking to the Great Witch of Cidan, he turned his head and said to me: "Luo Fei suspected that the Great Witch of Cidan is also a person from Luo Zhongxing."

When he spoke, I looked at Wu Lin vigilantly, and Wu Lin waved his hand at me: "Don't worry, I won't translate these words to him."

Then I asked Mind with confidence: "What did Luo Fei say?"

Sensitivity: "When she examined the body, she said that the three people had taken large doses of anesthetics before they died. But looking at the entire village, only Cidan Dawu would prepare such a drug."

If you suspect the Great Wizard of Cidan for this reason, it would be a bit arbitrary. Renqing is an outsider after all, and no one can be sure whether he is proficient in medicine.

Wu Lin interrupted and said, "Dan Dawu has been with me these days, so he shouldn't have the chance to drug those people."

I nodded and gently pushed behind the sensitivity: "Take me to see the body."

Sensitivity nodded and walked silently towards the warehouse.

The warehouse and the small building were about a kilometer apart. We arrived shortly after we left for a while. We were probably afraid that the villagers would panic when they saw the bodies. Mind transported the bodies to an old house next to Kumen early in the morning. There were swaying fires in the windows of the old house, and there were two middle-aged men guarding them at the door of the house.

When Mindu came to the door of the house, one of the people said something to him. He did not respond, but shook his head helplessly, and then reached out to open the door of the house.

I asked Mindu after entering the house: "What did he just say?"

Mindu said: "Another serious injury died, alas!"

After that, Mindou fell into a long silence. He took me to the second floor. The three bodies were covered with linen and arranged in a row on the floor.

Xian'er and Luo Fei were standing on the window to get some breath, while Liu Shang'ang was standing in the middle of the room, holding an unlit cigar in his mouth.

I walked forward, pulled off the cigarette from Liu Shangang's mouth, frowned and asked him, "Why are you here? Who is watching from the toast?"

Liu Shangang rubbed his temples: "The toast is dead."

The toast died?

I stared at Liu Shangang with wide eyes, and the sensitivity of the standing beside me was also widened.

I asked Liu Shangang: "When did it happen?"

Liu Shangang said, "I don't know. At around two o'clock, I heard someone shouting outside the building, so I looked up at the window, but found a very deep scratch on the window frame. I checked it at twelve o'clock. The window was intact at that time. I felt something was wrong, so I rushed to look at the toast, but found that he was dead. He was suffocating and died of death. There were marks on his neck, which were thinner than a person's fingers."

At one o'clock, I left the building and went to the high wall. I also looked at the situation of the toast. At that time... he was sleeping very well, and the light fell on his face and could not wake him up. But if I remember correctly, the toast usually had a very light sleep.

In other words, the toast I saw at that time was probably already dead.

At this time, I heard a dull sound from beside me. When I turned my head and saw Mindo sitting on the ground.

He looked at Liu Shangang, his eyes were filled with an incredible smell, and he murmured: "Toast... how could it be..."

At this time, the great wizard of the divine was also present. I grabbed Mindou's arm and pulled him up. Mindou was pulled off the ground by me, and stared at me with my eyes. I leaned into his ear and said to him at the fastest speed: "The news of the death of the Tushi must not be spread. For the sake of the people in the village, you must now pretend that you don't know anything!"

Mindu looked at me in a daze, and I dragged him to a bench and asked him to sit down and relax.

Luo Fei handed Mindou a cup of hot water. Mindou held the wet wooden cup and stared at the ground with his eyes straight, not knowing what he was thinking.

Luo Fei shook at me, meaning that she asked me what to do, and I shook my head at her.

I didn't expect that the death of toast would have such a great impact on sensitivity, and I don't know when the sensitivity will recover.

I came to Liu Shangang and raised my chin at the corpse on the ground: "Have you performed an autopsy on them?"

Liu Shangang nodded: "Renqing's technique is very cruel and outrageous. He probably did this to maintain the activity of the nerves."

"What does it mean?" I said, lifting the sackcloth covering the body.

The corpse was lying on the ground with a side face. Their upper body collapsed significantly, and there was a bloody mouth on their backs. All their skin and flesh were turned over, and some of their internal organs were exposed. It seemed that their spines were pulled out of their skin and flesh.

Liu Shangang said: "The ingredients of anesthetics were found in the stomachs of these people, but that anesthetics could only make them lose their ability to move and make voices, but could not limit their senses."

I looked up at Liu Shangang, who faced the corpse on the ground and frowned tightly: "That is to say, when the spine is pulled out, they can still clearly feel the pain. And this pain may last for a long time."

When talking about the last few words, Liu Shangang's mouth was twitching.

The bones can still feel pain when they are twitching. This technique is really cruel.

I re-covered the linen and said to Mindou, "Find a place to bury them."

Sensitivity nodded dullly, but did not take any action.

Looking at his distraught look, I sighed helplessly in my heart.

At this time, Liang Houzai asked me: "Did Renqing use his mind when he was thrusting his bones?"

I nodded: "No, I have been opening my eyes all these two days and I have not felt any abnormal mental power."

Liang Houzai touched his chin: "It seems that Renqing's cultivation is indeed not strong. At least based on his cultivation alone, he is not our opponent. Otherwise, he would not have taken such a great risk to get a new bone from Baoding."

I said, "The key now is what he wants to do. He first refined zombies, and now he slaughtered the villagers. What is his purpose."

"His ultimate goal is to find the tomb," said Liang Houzai: "and his current goal is to control the Great Witch in his own hands."

Speaking of this, Liang Houzai looked at Wu Lin, and I waved my hand to Liang Houzai: "You continue."

Liang Houzai continued to say to me: "Brother Dao, have you ever wondered why when you went to the power plant, Renqing first attacked the Cidan Dawu, and then attacked Wu Lin, but did not hurt you?"

I said, "He did not hurt me on the way to go, but when he was in the stone chamber, his bone whip almost killed me."

"Well," Liang Houzai nodded: "This is the problem. You think, why did Renqing just knock out the Cidan witch at first, but he didn't let the bone whip attack you? Why did he kill Wu Lin again when you were about to get to the other side of the square?"

I said, "Haozai, don't always ask me questions, just tell the conclusion."

Liang Houzai said to me very simply: "Because he needs to borrow your hand to send the Cidan Great Witch into the power plant, because only you can block the evil corpse on the road. I always feel that Wu Lin's true identity is the guard of Cidan Great Witch. Renqing wants to let Cidan Great Witch enter the power plant and control Cidan Great Witch, so Wu Lin has to get rid of it."

I asked Liang Houzai: "Why did Renqing attack the Cidan Dawu?"
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