Don't throw rubbish into the river of the river god!

The way He Qinglan raised his head and sneered made Shui Wuyuan pause slightly, and then raised his eyebrows high.

He clasped the hand on He Qinglan's waist with a little force, and then snorted: "Who cares about you? I'm afraid that you will suddenly go crazy with sewage in your mind. This is just a response in advance."

He Qinglan raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes that seemed to be shining with water gave him a sideways glance, and he pressed Shui Wuyuan's chest with his backhand and pushed him aside.

This push was fast and ruthless, and almost failed to keep Lord Yushen's extraordinary demeanor.

"Aside, how can this level of filth drive me crazy."

"But it's really okay to be angry."

He Qinglan picked up the old village chief's collar casually as he said this, picking him up like he was picking up garbage.

"Where did you get this black branch?"

"Didn't your elders tell you when you were young, don't throw garbage into the river casually, and don't break other people's branches casually?"

The old village chief, whose face was pale from the explosion of the paper mill and the river, stared wide-eyed, and shouted while struggling in vain: "Quick, let me go! I am...the worshiper of the gods! You are the gods... …Disrespect, will, will be cursed by the gods!"

He Qinglan threw the old village chief out casually, and precisely threw him into the Qinglan River where black waves were still rolling.

The Qinglan River in Mingming Village is only more than one meter deep and three meters wide. The old village head can stand up from the river to save himself. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get up from the river. The current old village head had already drank more than a dozen mouthfuls of the turbid, black river water with acrid smell, and he almost lost the strength to thump.

As if He Qinglan didn't see this scene, he took a step forward and picked up another villager.

River God's eyebrows and eyes still had the same overly beautiful appearance, but the previous gentle and pure temperament had disappeared completely, replaced by indifference, impatience, and mocking evil.

"Tell me. You have also seen that I have a bad temper now. The god you believe in cannot curse me, but I can make you drown in the river silently."

He Qinglan's sharp eyes pierced into the eyes of this villager: "I just ask, where did you get that branch from? Who is your god?"

The villagers of Linhe Village have never been strong enough to keep secrets, or in other words, there are no people with good morals in a village that can gather so much filth.

Almost as soon as He Qinglan's question came out, the villagers who were held by the collar by him yelled and told him everything he knew.

"I said, I said! Master, spare your life, Master, spare your life!!"

"That tree branch was brought to our village by a very powerful master three years ago! At that time, our village had just been investigated, and more than half of the young adults were arrested. The police said that we were engaged in some kind of telecom fraud. !"

"What kind of telecom fraud? We just called and chatted with others. How could it be a scam?! We didn't steal or rob, but the person opposite offered us gifts and money. Can that be called cheating?"

"But the young and strong in the village were still arrested, and the smartest children are still locked up! The harvest in our village is very low on weekdays. Do you have any other skills? The young and strong were also taken away. Then how do we live?!"

"Then the master came with the Shenmu branch!"

The old village head was still struggling in the river at this time, and the rain that fell on his head was extremely cold and biting.He wanted to stop the villager who confessed to the master and Shenmuzhi, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was forced into another mouthful of river water with a bitter and polluted smell.

"Goo, um!"

The villagers were even more afraid when they saw the appearance of the old village chief, and a few villagers with fierce personalities and strong bodies wanted to sneak attack the four people on the opposite side in the rain, but found that the dozens of dogs they brought were all lying on the ground in fear and obedience. On the ground, let alone telling them to bite the enemy, it is difficult to make them move.

But all the villagers who have a change suddenly feel the raindrops hitting their heads and faces become cold and hard, and after a while, their faces are so painful that they have to stretch out their hands to hug their heads and faces. His head was smashed and he was stunned.

This is not over, except that the rain from the sky made them hurt, and a tall and strong villager wanted to attack He Qinglan from the side.

It's just that as soon as he took a step, he stepped straight into a deep and slippery small pit, and he broke his ankle with too much force, and fell face down on the ground.

Mingming, He Qinglan and the others didn't move or speak, but the villagers felt doubled fear again.The villager who was held by the collar spoke a little faster, probably using the best language expressions in his life.

"The master told us that as long as we worship wood spirit branches, we can bless our village and make a fortune! As long as we worship enough, we can make our wishes come true! We didn't believe it at first, but after the master asked us to worship wood spirit branches one by one , the village head received a call, and the wasteland in the innermost part of our village is going to be taken over!"

"One bag lasts for 20 years, that's a few million! Now we all believe it, and then put the wood spirit branch in the backyard of the village chief's house to worship every day..."

When the villager said this, his complexion suddenly froze. Although he quickly returned to normal, He Qinglan could still see it.

"After that, there will be no more. Our village has been worshiping the wood spirit branch. The master said that this is the god of the tree blessing us. We will be very smooth in the next few years."

The villager finished talking about the wood spirit branch and the "wood god" they worshiped as quickly as possible, and then looked at He Qinglan with begging eyes.

But He Qinglan didn't let go, but moved him to the riverside. The villager suddenly asked with horrified eyes: "How do you worship and worship the wood spirit branch...the god of the tree?"

The villager shut his mouth all of a sudden and stopped talking.

Seeing that he was not in a hurry, He Qinglan snorted and shook his hand again, and the villager also fell into the river.

When He Qinglan raised his eyes to look at the rest of the villagers, the villagers who wanted to turn around and run away found that their bodies seemed to be frozen by the rain and mud, and the last villager with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks screamed:

"Master! They don't talk about me!!"

"I just ask the master to spare my life in the end!"

"These devoid of conscience used chickens, ducks and fishes as offerings at first, but later they thought that buying chickens, ducks and fishes would not have much effect, so they went to the city to steal cats and dogs!"

"After making offerings to those live cats and dogs, the gods were really happy, and all kinds of good things came to our door. Anyway, no matter what we do, we can do it well, and we will not be found out if we do bad things. Everyone will make a fortune. Up to the second floor."

"But, but... in the past few months, feeding living things like cats and dogs is not very effective." The eyes of the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked villager suddenly showed a look of fear: "...you have to be a human being."

"Shut up, Laihou!! Do you know what you're talking about?!"

An older middle-aged man among the villagers yelled fiercely, which made the man named Lai Hou shrink back his neck in fright.

But in the next second, the middle-aged man was also thrown into the Qinglan River that was bubbling with sewage, and Lai Hou uttered the words:

"Of course I know what I'm talking about!! Although I'm not a good person for cheating on monkeys, I do everything from stealing chickens and dogs to gambling, but at least I don't hurt people!!"

"How many people did you say you have harmed in the past few months?! Anyone who dislikes you will die. If you dislike me in the future, do you want me to die too?!"

"Master, please accept them quickly! I knew that the village head and the others used the strange method taught by the master to raise a particularly terrifying crow, and then when they disliked someone or wanted to sacrifice someone, they would kill that person. Put the birthday horoscope and blood together in front of the wood god's altar! Then that terrible crow will peck people and kill people!!"

"There are also dogs! Those dogs don't know what they were fed, and they all became vicious and bloodthirsty! In the past six months alone, these dogs have killed more than a dozen scavengers and homeless people!! "

He Qinglan took a deep breath, trying hard to restrain his urge to drown everyone here.

He looked at the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked villager and asked the last question: "That master, do you know where he is? Or, how to find him?"

The villager shook his head quickly: "I don't know, there is no way. The master will contact us every few months, and then the master will come to see the branches of the gods we enshrine and leave."

"The last time the master came half a year ago, it should, should be half a month later, the master will come!!"

He Qinglan nodded in reluctant satisfaction when he heard it at the end.

Then he walked forward without looking back, as if he was about to leave the village.

Xia Youyu, who was behind him, looked at Shanwu in surprise and doubt: "Are you leaving now?"

Here, here are the paper mills, the land, and the sewage here that has not been treated?

Even if you don't talk about the paper mill and the sewage on the land, these villagers who secretly harm people and other evil gods have to deal with it, right? !No matter what, let them go to jail! !

However, the mountain witch just sneered: "Why don't you leave and stay here for the New Year?"

At this time, Shui Wuyuan walked forward directly, and quickly followed He Qinglan's footsteps.

Just when Xia Youyu looked hesitant, and the villagers of Linhe Village felt that they had escaped a catastrophe, and stared at He Qinglan's back with sinister eyes, thinking about how to wait for the master to come and complain fiercely, they suddenly saw that The young man in black clothes and trousers waved his hand with his back to them.

The village that was originally gloomy due to the heavy rain suddenly had a gust of wind, and the rainwater in the sky seemed to be dyed an angry and dark color in the gust of wind, like countless thin lines that were cut continuously and the gust of wind tore these villagers away from each other. One by one their dogs pulled backwards, pulling them all into the mighty river they had plagued for so many years and which they had never seen.

The villagers and vicious dogs who fell into the river were like the old village chief who was thrown into the river. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape from the river.

But none of them died. They just drank the river water polluted by themselves before the rain stopped and the police arrived, tasting the bad results they had planted bit by bit.

Looking back at the scene of the villagers struggling in pain in the river, Xia Youyu felt for a moment that these villains seemed to have fallen into the Hell of the Styx.

The author has something to say: there is another update before 12 o'clock.There is still more than 1000 more to add to the nutrient solution hahaha!

Heihua Lanlan: I have a bad temper, so I give sewage to bathe.

Shui Wuyuan: Come on!I like it hahaha!