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Chapter 1153 The meaning of the drunkard

Due to the recent typhoon, the weather is very gloomy.

And it's dark very quickly.

Wang Chen looked up at the sky. The moon today was very hazy, like a layer of fog.

Turning his head and saying something to Deng Xin, Wang Chen left.

When Wang Chen's figure disappeared into the darkness, Deng Xin called the tank.

"You check all the information about this village and see if anyone has come to this village recently. I think this village is a bit fake."

Although you can find all the information about this village on the map, it is only on the surface.

Everything seemed to have been buried deep underground and could not be excavated at all.

Deng Xin came here this time and only brought a computer.

These things cannot give him the information he wants to know.

When necessary, you still need to seek foreign aid.

Although Tank didn't know what happened to Deng Xin here, he was still very cooperative and promised to submit the information tomorrow morning.

After the conversation between the two ended, Deng Xin turned around and found that one person was missing in the room.

"What did Nan Hugu do?" Deng Xin asked Ding Xiaoyu next to him.

Ding Xiaoyu's posture was a little strange at this moment. He sat on the chair, but his eyes were full of horror.

Deng Xin, who found something wrong, walked over and patted Ding Xiaoyu on the shoulder gently.

Just this time, Ding Xiaoyu suddenly became breathless.

"I just wanted to tell you that Nan Hugu slipped away from the window, but he set me here and I had no way to speak."

Ding Xiaoyu didn't know what Nan Hugu thought.

If he wants to go out with Wang Chen, why not say it in advance? Instead, he suddenly goes out at this time.

Hearing Ding Xiaoyu's description, Deng Xin frowned.

He felt that Nan Hugu went out not to investigate the matter, but to meet someone.

But this is just a guess from him and cannot be used as a fact.

"How long has he been out?"

Deng Xin originally wanted to go out with her, but after hearing the time when Ding Xiaoyu broke out, he felt a little late, and Wang Chen had it stayed there before.

"If you have nothing to do, go back and rest. Don't come out at night. Tonight is probably a sleepless night for many people. You'd better protect yourself."

Deng Xin took a step forward and closed the opened window.

Just as the window was closed, he smelled some strange smell.

However, Deng Xin did not pay much attention and turned around and told Ding Xiaoyu to be careful.

After watching Ding Xiaoyu return to the room, Deng Xin sat on the chair and turned on the computer.

He needs to connect with the tank remotely, so that the way to obtain information is faster.

Just as Deng Xin was communicating with Tank, Wang Chen was already approaching the entrance of the village in the dark.

This village is basically the same as Wang Chen imagined. Night is the most severely guarded moment, probably to protect the secrets in the dark.

However, these defenses were just paper-stuffed windows for Wang Chen.

It can be broken with one poke.

Only when night comes will Wang Chen see the young and middle-aged people in this village.

They all walked out of the house at the same time, picked up the weapons in their hands, and patrolled the village inside and outside.

Wang Chen discovered that the place where these people focused on patrolling was near the village chief’s house.

Compared with this, the defense at the entrance of the village is relatively weak.

I still remember that they kept saying that the temples were enshrined with great gods, but they were not so friendly to the gods they believed in.

Wang Chen even saw that patrolers were helping out in the corner of the temple.

This situation made Wang Chen feel something was wrong.

Just as Wang Chen was about to sneak into the temple, he suddenly heard the conversation between the two people.

One of them should be the village chief.

"It has not been very peaceful recently, and the original sacrifice time should have been postponed."

"The priest's time cannot be postponed, even if a typhoon passes through the border."

The two of them had a fierce quarrel over this topic and even parted in an unhappy way.

Wang Chen felt a little strange, so he quietly leaned out to check it out.

He found the village chief talking to a man in a black robe.

The man in black robe just now disagreed with changing the time.

"If there is a problem with the priest that day, will it be your responsibility?" The village chief was a little angry.

The man in black robe didn't care. He seemed to have something in his hand: "Since the time we agreed on was accurate, we should not move as for the typhoon. That is your own problem, and we are only responsible for success."

This sentence can be said to be very irresponsible and very cold-blooded.

But the village chief did not show any other emotions, he just stared at the man in black robe in front of him.

Just as the two were in a stalemate, a strange movement suddenly came from a distance.

The village chief's eyes immediately moved there, and Wang Chen also smelled a strong smell of blood at this moment.

It was a bush half a man tall, and some changes occurred at this moment.

It is not autumn now, but when that movement appears, the leaves of the bushes are turning yellow rapidly.

It's like something is absorbing the life force of the bush.

Wang Chen could feel the village chief's aura becoming chaotic, and he seemed to be afraid.

"You see, if you don't hold the sacrifice on time, things may be beyond your control. Even if I have the strength, I will not be able to save you."

When he said this, the man in black robe was still very calm. Wang Chen could not hear any emotions from his tone, as if the program was set and would only be executed one to one.

The village chief seemed to be in a major decision, and his eyes kept wandering outside.

Just as the village chief was about to speak, the things in the bushes finally crawled out.

It was a white silk thread.

And he could judge the signs of human activities. He rushed towards the village chief as soon as he appeared.

The village chief subconsciously retreated, and from his expression, Wang Chen could see that he was afraid.

When the white silk thread approached, the man in black suddenly stepped forward.

He didn't seem to be very afraid, but stepped on the silk thread.

When this thread touches the legs of the black-robed man, it is like a plant rhizome and stems finding soil and quickly wrapping it around.

Wang Chen also recognized at this time that the white silk thread was the mycelium that had been before.

Fortunately, he did not let the mycelium approach, otherwise it would have been a very likely plant vessel.

However, the mycelium wrapped around the man in black robe and fell off after a moment, as if he was attacked, and his entire root began to turn red.

Then, the mycelium withered and died.

After witnessing all this, the man in black robe took back his legs.

"If you don't make the right decision, then your village is facing such danger."
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