My life of martial arts training

"What's the difference?"

"It's been three months. My godfather has done everything he should do. He won't waste time on Wugui." Li Qingjue explained calmly.

"Well, it seems to be true." Liu Juefeng realized it later, and his face suddenly showed a fiery expression. Wen Zhenshan wanted to get resources and support the younger generation. Naturally, he also had such a plan, but it was not so obvious.

Huh....

A breeze blew through the hall, and Li Chengzhou's figure emerged.

"Boss." Everyone was slightly stunned, and then overjoyed, and saluted in unison.

"Well." Li Chengzhou nodded slightly, walked to the main seat, and sat down: "Tell me, what are you going to discuss this time."

"It's mainly about the White Walkers. The resources consumed to fight against the White Walkers are huge. I'm afraid the remaining resources will not last more than seven days." Tao Qianchi, the leader of Quanyi Pavilion, said in a deep voice.

"Leave the White Walkers to the Giant Whale Gang, the Ghost Suppression Department, and the Aristocratic Family. What we have to do is to do our best to deal with the Red Blood Cult." Li Chengzhou said with a hint of coldness on his face.

"Boss, if we hand over the White Walkers to them all at once, I'm afraid they won't be able to adapt to it for a while, which will lead to a large increase in their casualties." Tao Qianchi frowned and said.

"No, they are smart and won't do anything beyond their ability. However, if we lose a few more cities, the outbreak of the White Walkers is a matter of time. We can't stop it, but the trouble brought by the Red Blood Cult is already greater than the White Walkers." Liu Juefeng said indifferently.

"Indeed, the threat of the Red Blood Cult is greater than that of the White Walkers. If they discover the "Peach Blossom Spring" plan, our efforts over the years will be wasted." Qin Shuangyao nodded.

Everyone's heart trembled, and their eyes that were originally hesitant suddenly became firm. Although the Full Power Gang is the most united force, everyone has their own ideas. It is impossible for everyone to have the same will, but in the face of some major events, they will choose to give up part of their own interests to cater to the decision of the gang.

If it were other forces, when the leader had not made up his mind, they would have to fight until they were red in the face, or even fight.

"Send someone to notify the Giant Whale Gang, the Ghost Suppression Division, and the Aristocratic Family. Okay, next thing." Li Chengzhou ordered.

"Boss, these are some precious resources to be mobilized. Your warrant is needed." Shang Wujiu said, dragging a booklet over with his true energy.

Everyone looked at Li Chengzhou eagerly, fearing that the materials they needed would be rejected.

"As long as they meet the requirements, all the resources will be issued." Li Chengzhou glanced and nodded.

"Yes." Shang Wujiu nodded.

"Leave the matter of mobilizing troops to Wen Zhenshan and Qin Shuangyao, and find the location of the Red Blood Cult as soon as possible." Li Chengzhou looked at the two and said.

"Yes." The two said in unison.

Everyone dispersed, and the huge machine of the Full Power Gang started to run at a high speed, and the huge movement caused a shock to Qingzhou City.

All forces cast their eyes, trying to figure out what the Full Power Gang wanted to do.

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Jianghe Town, located 80 miles east of Lincheng, is a large commercial town, prosperous and bustling, but due to the aliens, the population of this town has dropped sharply.

However, even so, there are still 10,000 to 20,000 people left.

In the east of the town, there is a relatively exquisite courtyard.

Old Lady Wang, who is over 60 years old, kneels on the ground with a respectful and pious look on her face. She holds a bowl of fresh flesh and blood in her hands. The flesh and blood seem to have just been taken, and there is still some heat on it. She mutters to herself;

"Respected God of Wishes, please give me a grandson. Our Wang family's daughter-in-law, Wang Chen, has been pregnant three times. I don't ask for much, just a boy to carry on the family line."

In front of Old Lady Wang, there is a wooden shrine on the altar. The shrine is red in color, and the curtains on both sides are half-open and half-closed. Only the vague face of the statue can be seen faintly. Its expression is smiling, and the corners of its mouth are slightly raised, revealing an indescribable weirdness.

Due to the influence of ghosts and Buddhas, Qinghanzhou is quite wary of temples and does not allow the existence of temples, mountain temples and other buildings, but it does not prohibit shrines.

After all, the lower-class people in this world do not live a satisfactory life. If they do not have spiritual sustenance, they are likely to have the idea of ​​committing suicide. Therefore, not only is it not prohibited, but it is also secretly supported, which has also led to the birth of many wild gods.

Old Lady Wang respectfully placed the offerings on the altar, knelt down again, and worshiped.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the curtains on the shrine slowly floated up. A wisp of invisible breath rose from the flesh and blood and was sucked into the shrine. At the same time, the flesh and blood in the bowl also rotted a little bit. In a short moment, the flesh and blood seemed to have been left for a few days and gave off a fishy smell.

Old Lady Wang smelled the stench and looked up. Not only was she not horrified, but she showed a happy smile, and her expression became more pious and respectful;

"Thank God, wait for my grandson to be born, and I will come back to fulfill my wish."

Old Lady Wang put her hands together, bowed again, and left the room with a smile.

But she didn't notice that the hands of the statue in the shrine were holding several red strings, one connected to her, and the others connected to different places, and the eyes of the statue were reflecting the figure of Old Lady Wang.

This scene not only happened in Old Lady Wang's house, but also in other places in Jianghe Town. Their wishes were different. Some wanted to win every bet, some wanted their relatives to recover, and some wanted a bright future...

Their wishes were all answered.

Invisible red strings were entangled in the hands of the statue in the shrine, and the other end was the person who made the wish. The dense red strings were like a huge spider web, entangling the entire Jianghe Town.

At the same time, the number of shrines is also increasing rapidly. Even those who do not believe in gods and ghosts have a shrine suddenly appearing in their homes. They are afraid at first, then slowly adapt, and finally kneel down devoutly in front of the shrine and express their wishes.

Outside Jianghe Town.

Two figures have solemn faces. Although they cannot see the red line above Jianghe Town, they can feel that Jianghe Town is undergoing earth-shaking changes.

On the left is an old man with white beard and beard, who said in a deep voice: "The curse has begun to spread."

"Humph, all the good things are taken by Bai Yousheng, and we two departments are left to wipe the ass!" The young man on the right said with a face full of resentment. He was wearing a blood-colored armor, his hair was blood red, and his eyes were red, as if the whole person had just been fished out of blood.

"Who let Bai Yousheng cling to that adult."

The old man sighed, with a deep regret on his face: "It's a pity that the elder was a step slower."

"Elder Gao, now is not the time to regret." The man said expressionlessly.