I descend into the world of heaven

The men in Hejia Village are very good at fighting, and they wield sickles with great force.

Chen Chu did not use spells. He held a long sword and used the Jiang family's sword skills. The bright sword light flickered in the crowd.

Not long after, the shouting and killing gradually subsided, leaving only the sound of painful wailing...

The strong wind beside the Yellow River blew away the smell of blood in the air, but it could not blow away the blood on the ground.

Chen Chu stood in front of the old woman on crutches. The blood-stained sword blade kept dripping blood from the tip of the sword. He gently wiped away the blood that accidentally splashed on his face with his left hand and said with a smile: "I am looking for someone, he Coincidentally, my surname is He. I wonder if the old man can help me find out where this person is...

His name is He Ashui, and if his calculations are correct, he should be over seventy years old this year. "

When the old woman heard the words He Ashui, her expression changed slightly, and a smile appeared on her face: "Taoist Priest, there are so many people named He in the world... You can't just come to our Hejia Village to find someone named He. ?”

She has lived for so many years, she is sixty years old. When she was young, she traveled all over the country and met too many people. The young Taoist priest in front of her seemed cruel and ruthless, but in fact she had a bottom line.

There were broken fingers and wrists all over the place, but none of them died immediately. If they were treated in time, they could still save their lives.

brush!

A flash of cold light!

A cold breeze blew across my face.

The old woman only felt that her ears were cold. She stretched out her hand and touched them, and there were blood all over them. Then she felt a tearing pain. She staggered back and saw the neatly cut ears at the wound on the ground.

She made a sound like a pig being killed in the village: "Ah ah ah, my ears, you actually cut off my ears...you evildoer, evildoer!"

Chen Chu was not impatient and looked at her distorted face and said: "The old man didn't seem to hear clearly what Pindao said just now. Keeping such useless ears is just a burden. You have to thank Pindao. Now I want to find someone named He The old man from Ah Shui, I wonder if you have any impressions of him?"

He flicked it gently, and the blood on the sword threw a straight line on the sand...

The old woman was panicked. She could feel that if she answered incorrectly, the other ear would be gone.

She hit the ground hard with her crutches in both hands, and shouted to the water of the Yellow River: "River God, save me!" She turned around and ran, looking like an old woman with a candle in the wind, but she ran very fast.

Several water jets shot out of the Yellow River without any warning.

Chen Chu gently opened it with his left hand, and the blue light flashed in his palm. The water column became weak and was opened like a bead curtain...

A surprised voice came from the water: "Is this...the authority of the water god?"

Chen Chu glanced at Du Shiniang and said, "Go to the carriage first, lift the door curtain, make a flowery gesture with your hands, and say, 'False things cannot block my view.' Don't be afraid when you see a wine jar. There's a person inside." Don't be afraid, he won't harm you..."

Du Shiniang knew that Chen Chu was going to get busy.

She nodded and ran towards the carriage...

Chen Chu jumped to the top of the Yellow River on the Wind Steps. Countless threads gathered under his feet, connecting the trees and stones on both sides. He squatted on the threads and looked at the river with the eyes of wind and fire again. He saw a round thing at the deepest bottom, along the way. Leaving the river at an extremely fast speed...

Is this thing working with the old woman?

Chen Chu took out the Five Thunder Token, recited the Thunder Mantra, and fired an enhanced version of the Heart Palace Fire Thunder at the round thing under the water!

The thread-like electric arc, blessed by the Five Thunder Tokens, swelled to the thickness of a finger, fell on the river, made a loud bang, and exploded into a spray of water more than three meters high!

The black round object was hidden too deep, and the power of the heart palace fire thunder was dispersed by the river water.

Chen Chu mobilized the power of the Water God and wanted to drive the water of the Yellow River to intercept the round object. Unexpectedly, he felt an overwhelming force coming in and hurriedly removed the power! He can mobilize a small amount of water, but when it comes to moving a large amount of water, it is obvious that the Yellow River has strong resistance to him...

Is the water god's authority divided into regions?

I was just stunned for a moment, and the black round object had gone nowhere...

Chen Chu turned around and saw the old woman who was about to head into the woods. He silently took out his pistol and aimed it for a while, then pulled the trigger. Three gunshots rang out...

The bullets that spanned the ages hit the old woman's arms and right leg respectively. The arms were hit because she was afraid that she would lose her temper again, and the legs were hit in the hope that she would not walk too fast and wait a moment.

Chen Chu returned to the carriage and drove slowly to the old woman's side: "Old man, can you help me hold the horse's rope and take me to find He Ashui?"

The old woman was in so much pain that her arms were pierced. Faced with life and death, she had no choice but to raise her arms desperately, put her wrists through the horse rope, and said hoarsely: "Don't kill me, I will tell you everything, what are you looking for?" Shui is probably the village chief of our Hejia Village."

Chen Chu hummed twice: "I have a friend who was abducted from his home by He Ashui when he was seven or eight years old. Now thirty years later, he misses his biological parents very much and wants to use the trafficker... that is, He Ashui wants to see if he can know where his home was and who his parents were..."

The old woman's teeth were itching with hatred, and her heart was filled with turmoil. The village chief, He Ashui, was not a simple person. This devil's methods were cruel, and I'm afraid things would not go well...

"The Taoist Priest is young and promising, with good martial arts skills and a kind heart. I really admire this old lady! Our Hejia Village is indeed selling... well, our village chief did sell children for a period of time before, but later he stopped doing this and concentrated on Leading the villagers to do... work in the village, I'm afraid it's hard to remember what happened thirty years ago."

"This won't bother the old man, I will help Village Chief He remember it."

Chen Chu said, picked up the riding crop and whipped the old woman: "It is not easy for the old man to live to such an age with seventeen lives on his back. If you procrastinate and delay Pindao's journey, then your sinful karma in this life will end early." , let’s go back..."

ah!

How could this person do this?

The old woman's heart was beating wildly. She had been involved in the family business in Hejia Village since she was sensible. When she was young, she used the appearance of a girl to deceive the trust of children. When she was old, she used the appearance of an old woman to deceive the trust of strangers. She had only one child in her fifties. Hundreds, during a period of time it was easy to make money by picking raw and broken branches.

She and her husband were in the thatched house. The husband held down the child. She held the knife and ignored the child's frantic calls for parents. She raised the knife and dropped it, making the originally complete person become incomplete...

The children's bodies were also weak and they had little experience at the beginning. The hatchet fell in the wrong place. Several children died on the spot, and several others died later. Calculating this, there should be more than a dozen. Is this Taoist priest a human or a ghost? Why can he accurately calculate quantities that even she has no impression of.

In the carriage, Du Shiniang was lying on the window, her eyes were red and she was clenching her teeth tightly.

The person in the wine jar, Zhang Ergou, this was his nickname. Tears kept falling at this time, thinking of the pain he suffered thirty years ago, and the companions who could not hold on and died screaming because of the erosion of the drugs. …