Chapter 16

Shi Kangjian, his hands and feet tightly bound by hemp rope, was lying on the altar in the attic of Lu Gui's house, his mouth open, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He had already lost consciousness, and his body was covered with deep wounds slashed open by Lu Gui's bishou.

Profuse blood flowed continuously from the wounds, winding and flowing onto the intricate patterns and symbols around the altar.

"Too slow."

Lu Gui, holding the bishou with red eyes, stood on the edge of the altar, looking at the map projection of Dusheng Village floating above the altar, and shook his head.

It takes a certain amount of time for the mana provided by the human sacrifice to completely fill the formation.

On the map projection, the red light spot representing the evil spirit was constantly wandering on the edge of Dusheng Village, sometimes appearing and disappearing. Each time it reappeared, it was closer to the village.

The rain curtain was having less and less effect on it. Perhaps in another ten minutes or so, it would break through the weakening rain curtain and rush into the village, wreaking havoc.

After a little thought, Lu Gui asked his son, Lu Mao Cai, to use the broadcasting system to summon all the villagers here under the pretext of "preventing the invasion of demons and ghosts."

Lu Gui had extremely high prestige in Dusheng Village, and recently, demons and ghosts had been killing people.

The villagers, panicking, left their homes with their families after hearing the broadcast and headed to Lu Gui's residence.

The passengers lodging in different households (including the unfortunate temporary roommate who had been knocked unconscious by Li Ang) also left their houses with blank expressions and mingled into the ranks of the villagers.

When they reached the center of the village, they were stopped by Tian You Rong.

Tian You Rong claimed that he had contacted the outside world, and the county seat had sent a rescue team to support them, asking the passengers to go to the village's assembly hall with him to wait.

After hesitating again and again, all the passengers left the villagers' team and went to the assembly hall with Tian You Rong.

Above the platform of the assembly hall were two corpses covered with white cloth. Wei Linglan, who was talking to Song Zhen, saw Tian You Rong bringing people back and stood up to ask, "Are all the people here?"

"Missing one."

Tian You Rong said a little uneasily, "That young man surnamed Han is missing. Do you think he might have been kidnapped by the people in this village?"

Wei Linglan searched her memory and remembered the social youth who didn't leave her with a good impression. She frowned and said, "Possibly. You guys wait here. I'll go to Lu Gui's house and take a look..."

Her sense of crisis hadn't been triggered, and with the help of some special props, she also divined that the target of the evil spirit wasn't the foreign passengers.

It was much safer for Tian You Rong and others to stay in this vacant assembly hall than in the room.

Just as Wei Linglan was about to go to Lu Gui's residence to find out what the village chief wanted to do,

A figure wearing a black raincoat appeared outside the assembly hall in the light of thunder.

Li Ang, having finished digging the grave, placed the lamppost he had temporarily removed from the roadside next to the pillar at the entrance of the assembly hall.

Ignoring the passengers' astonished gazes, he walked straight into the room and came to the two corpses.

He uncovered the white cloth covering the corpses and, with his hand gloved in rubber, tore open the dead bodies' upper garments, exposing the rough, stitched-up, long, strip-like scars on their chests.

Amidst Tian You Rong's dazed gaze, Li Ang roughly tore open the corpses' wounds, reached in with his palm, and didn't find the hearts of the corpses.

Their hearts had been dug out.

Snap—

Li Ang pulled out his hand, shook off the blood and flesh on his hand, and calmly nodded to Tian You Rong, "Yo, good evening."

"..."

Tian You Rong took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "You... who are you?"

Li Ang stood up, his expression stern, and said in a deep voice: "Protecting the lives and property of the people, safeguarding important secrets, strictly guarding against the evil forces at work, I am the former chief instructor of the special organization composed of the strongest elite soldiers—the Dragon Group.

"You can call me

"Long Yaren."

What dragon group, what Long Yaren.

If Tian You Rong hadn't read a lot of online novels with the theme of elite soldiers in his spare time, he would have really believed it.

"In short,"

Li Ang, like a Sichuan opera changing faces, rapidly switched from a serious expression to a casual and lazy one.

"You guys just stay here for now. I'll go to the village chief's house and see if I can give them some warmth or something."

After saying that, Li Ang walked straight out of the assembly hall, easily picked up the lamppost, swung it a few times at random, and then ran towards the village chief Lu Gui's house.

Wei Linglan, who hadn't yet walked out the door, looked at Li Ang's figure quickly disappearing into the rain, feeling the strong wind that had been stirred up by the lamppost just now, her body a little stiff.

This seemingly frivolous social youth was actually a player...

Moreover, judging from the ease with which he wielded the lamppost, his level was definitely not low. His strength and agility attributes alone far exceeded Wei Linglan's current level.

She recalled the earthiness, vulgarity, exaggeration, and affectation that Li Ang had shown these past few days, and couldn't help but feel cold sweat seeping out of her back.

She hadn't noticed Li Ang's abnormality at all!

A perfect disguise and lurking? Is this... how the大佬 (da lao - big shot) acts?

Wei Linglan let out a breath of stale air and turned her head to look at the bewildered and helpless people.

After hesitating again and again, she still ran along Li Ang's path towards the village chief Lu Gui's house.

Wei Linglan's intuition told her that Li Ang wouldn't pose a threat to her life, and it would even be safer to stay by Li Ang's side.

On the premise of being able to ensure her own safety, watching the大佬 (da lao - big shot) operate and enjoying the silky smooth experience of being carried, why not do it?

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At this time, the village chief Lu Gui's house was already full of villagers who had rushed over.

Everyone was squeezed together, looking a little frightened as Lu Mao Cai led the young and strong, using wooden boards and nails to seal the doors and windows of the villa.

The rain wasn't too heavy or too light, and the sound of the wind gradually stopped.

The light of thunder that occasionally bloomed in the distance was projected onto the wall through the gaps in the wooden boards on the windows, casting the shadows of the people in the hall.

Giggle giggle—

A dull and clear breathing sound rang out outside the door.

Something was clinging to the walls of the house like a gecko, wandering around.

It was searching, searching for the flaws in this house.

Dong—

It slammed its body hard against the window of the villa's hall, and a web-like crack appeared on the glass, shattering in an instant.

Fragments of glass scattered and splashed towards the villagers, causing a burst of screams.

Rainwater poured on its body, rising with billowing smoke, but it didn't seem to feel any pain, and laughed silently and cruelly.

It twisted its strange body like a spider, trying to climb into the window,

But it saw that within the walls of the villa, cyan runes and seals appeared faintly, severely burning its hand that had stretched into the wall.

The pain that penetrated deep into its bones finally made the monster unable to help but scream miserably.

It glanced at the villagers in the room with resentment, turned over and left the window, continuing to search for the villa's flaws.

Dong, bang, clang.

Outside the villa, the sounds of digging walls, hitting glass, and lifting tiles rose and fell one after another. The villagers huddled together in fear, praying to the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Finally, the noisy sounds stopped, not having been heard for a long time.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, a young man's voice rang out outside the door.

"Visiting and comforting to deliver warmth, precise poverty alleviation to warm people's hearts! Folks, open the door, I'm here to deliver warmth!"