Chapter 116 Failure

Zhou Fan measured it and found that the giant saber was three feet three inches long and one foot wide, which was exactly what he wanted.

"This knife has been abandoned for a long time, and I don't know which craftsman made it at a whim. Tide made it." Lu Kui shook his head with a smile.

There are many warriors in the strength section who like to use heavy weapons, but many of them use copper hammers, long-handled broadswords, etc. Such weapons with short handles and long blades are rarely used, because the length of the wheel is not as long as that of a spear and a long blade. A large knife with a handle, its destructive power is not as good as a blunt weapon such as a copper hammer.

Therefore, in Lu Kui's view, these weapons look good, but few people use them.

"I think it's pretty good." Zhou Fan waved the giant knife in his hand, and the swing of the giant knife only brought a very subtle wind noise, but it gave people a sense of fierceness.

Obviously, although the giant knife is heavy, this weight has no effect on the current Zhou Fan.

"I don't know what happened to Luo Cunzheng?" Zhou Fan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly asked.

Luo Kaitian is jumping and scolding his mother.

After he returned to the village from the camp with Wushen Shen, he asked people to gather everyone in the village to the round altar as much as possible.

After Luo Kaitian's announcement, almost all the villagers gathered.

Because the Wei drum had already sounded, in fact, people in the village were already panicking, and now Luo Haetian asked them to come over, many people guessed that it was probably related to the sound of the Wei drum.

Luo Haetian raised his voice and told everyone about the ghost's marriage.

After listening to it, after a little silence, the crowd under the round altar broke out with a roar, and the villagers all started talking.

Standing on the round altar, Luo Kaitian let the fear ferment in the crowd for a while, and then he waved his hand, and after the people below were completely quiet, he shouted loudly: "Although ghost welcoming relatives is scary, it is not impossible. deal with."

"There is a way now. As long as thirty-two people sit in the black sedan chair, the ghosts will carry their 'bride' away..."

Listening to Luo Kaitian's words, the villagers all turned their heads and looked at each other with different expressions.

"So now we need to gather 32 people who are willing to sacrifice for Sanqiu. Those who are willing to sacrifice will never be treated badly in the village. The specific sacrifice money is..." Luo Haetian said while feeling distressed, this is already a deduction For all the expenses this year, the village can provide the most sacrificed money.

But even so, after Luo Kaitian finished speaking, the villagers below all fell silent, and some even had a look of vigilance on their faces, beware that someone pushed him out, everyone knew that this was equivalent to death.

Luo Kaitian waited for a while, and finally had an old man with white hair and beard, leaning on crutches, stood up tremblingly and said: "It is God's blessing that I can live to this age, and it is estimated that I will not live long, so let me This old bone is doing his last for the village, and he deserves to die."

The old man's family had a sad look on their faces. Before the old man came out, his attitude was quite firm, and it was useless for their juniors to persuade them.

"Third Taigong Gaoyi, I thank you on behalf of everyone in Sanqiu Village." Luo Kaitian bowed to the old man, and he shouted again, "Anything else?"

Soon three more old people slowly stood up, all of them with a short lifespan.

But this was far from enough, the rest of the people watched silently, and even the villagers who didn't have much life left didn't come out due to various considerations.

Luo Haetian's voice was hoarse and useless. There was a wrinkle behind him and he looked at it deeply. He didn't dare to threaten, and he didn't want to threaten. In the end, he just asked the villagers to go back and think about it. Come here to find him within an hour.

The villagers left with their own thoughts in mind.

When Yi Yimu and Gui Feng returned home, Gui Feng said anxiously, "That ghost welcomes relatives so well, will Afan be in danger in the patrol team?"

Zhou Yimu comforted softly: "Afan is now the vice-captain,

The strength is also very strong, and nothing will happen. "

Gui Feng paced up and down the house, with a deep worry on her face, which was a strange thing that could make the Wei drum sound, "Yimu, do you think there can be thirty-two people in the village? If not , isn't the village coming to an end?"

Yi Yimu frowned and said, "The only people in the village who are willing to stand up now are the elderly, but there are not many elderly people in the village. As for other people with a short lifespan, they will have all kinds of concerns. If they want to gather the thirty-two people who volunteered to sacrifice, I am afraid it is not. Very likely."

Guifeng's face paled and said: "If no one comes out voluntarily, will the village be forced to recruit? If it is forced to recruit, it must be a short-lived species in the forced recruitment village. Afan's lifespan is only four years, then Afan..."

Zhou Yimu interrupted: "Don't think too much, Afan is a warrior in the village and the deputy captain of the patrol team. How can he not be his turn?"

Guifeng said anxiously: "But Afan's lifespan is too short after all, what if they think Afan is worthless and insist on pushing Afan out to sit on the sedan chair?"

Zhou Yimu smiled bitterly: "Don't scare yourself, nothing is clear now, let's take a look at it first."

Gui Feng fell silent. After a while, she suddenly said with determination, "If they want to push Afan to death, then I will come back for Afan, and Afan can't have an accident."

"Nonsense!" Zhou Yimu snorted, "It really got to the point where I am the head of the family, so I will replace Afan, not you!"

Guifeng's eyes turned red and said, "Yimu, I can't do without you at home."

"It won't work without anyone in the family, but if I really want to sacrifice, I can only go." Yi Yimu said in a serious tone, "If it really gets to that bad step, after I die, you can find a suitable opportunity to tell him about it. Where."

Gui Feng was just silent.

Zhou Yimu said slowly: "Don't worry, things may not get to that point, the camp is definitely not allowed to enter at this time, I will go to the round altar to see the situation, you stay at home, lest Afan come back and find no one."

"At this time, if Afan goes home, there must be a change in things. If he can't find us, he will definitely be very anxious."

Gui Feng agreed softly.

Zhou Yimu went out and walked to the vicinity of the round altar. The round altar was deserted, and there were only a dozen or so eager to inquire about the news like him.

Yi Yimu asked someone to ask. Half an hour has passed, and there are only five people willing to stand up and sacrifice.

Time passed slowly, and Luo Zitian on the round altar jumped in a hurry, but wrinkled deeply and stood like a piece of wood, not anxious at all because of the scarcity of people.

Seeing that two hours passed, there were only eleven people who were willing to sacrifice. Luo Xietian was frustrated and annoyed and scolded: "They are all people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. If this is the case, then let's die together!"