Chapter 228 Gods Are Like Country Gentlemen

"This..."

Even with the experience of the village chief, he didn't know what to say for a while. ♦♦  ☞♦

At this moment, he was a little confused, and couldn't figure it out. How could this river demon be killed by this swordsman when he was so powerful? This swordsman didn't look like a god, but a more handsome man in the martial arts world. Could he really have such great ability?

Moreover, the City God just said that even he couldn't do anything to this river demon.

That was a monster that even gods couldn't do anything to? Could this person also be a manifestation of a god?

Not only the village chief, but also the other villagers who accompanied him were the same.

And the City God hiding in the dark suddenly looked gloomy and ugly.

He saw at a glance that this person came to slap him in the face.

Then, the voice of the City God came again: "This boy is the manifestation of the River Demon, you all leave quickly."

Hearing this, the villagers suddenly realized, with a look of horror on their faces. They did not dare to look at the swordsman, and hurriedly carried the statues back to the village.

Li Changxiao did not want to embarrass the villagers. After all, they were the pitiful people who were used as tools.

He closed his eyes, and the dream technique flashed. Suddenly, all the villagers trembled and stopped in place, entering a state of half-sleep. After that, the villagers threw all the statues on their bodies on the ground and walked towards the village in a daze.

These villagers were dragged into the dream by Li Changxiao, and then controlled by sleepwalking, and walked towards the village by himself.

And the more than 20 statues were naturally thrown here.

Wait for those villagers to walk away.

More than 20 people walked out of the dark. If you look closely, they look at least 70% like the more than 20 statues worshipped by the villagers. They are just not as ethereal as the statues, but just like ordinary people.

"Daoyou, isn't this a bit too much?" The man who looks like the statue of the city god said coldly.

"Too much?" Li Changxiao sneered and said, "You treat the people like pigs and dogs, drive them and use them like this, isn't that too much?"

"The bronze body of the river mother is actually a female corpse, right? The woman just looks a bit like the river mother, and she happens to be pregnant, so you came up with this vicious plan."

"To divide the incense here."

Li Changxiao finished his words lightly.

This matter is not complicated. He has a general understanding that everything in this village is deduced by someone behind the scenes.

The so-called "River Demon Child" is actually a secret method of "corpse-born child". The woman who was sealed in the copper body of the river mother was subjected to this secret method, which made the child in her belly rely on incense to survive. When it grows up to a certain size, it will burst out of its belly.

And the "corpse-born child" raised by this secret method will specifically attack people who have worshipped it.

The reason why it likes to eat intestines is that when it is in the belly, there is nothing to eat, so it starts to gnaw on the intestines, and develops a eating habit, so it specifically opens its stomach to eat intestines.

Li Changxiao looked at the few people.

These people's cultivation is not high, and they are only in the early stage of Yuanying, barely passing the bottom line of playing with incense. This secret method of raising "corpse-born children" has a faint shadow of the Corpse King Sect. Li Changxiao asked: "I have some fate with the Corpse King Sect. If any of you are from the Corpse King Sect, please report your name quickly, so as not to die in my hands later."

As he said, he drew his sword lightly.

The faces of the twenty or so people on the opposite side changed slightly, "For such a small matter, you actually want to fight with us? Have you had enough of living?"

They were full of surprise. In addition to not wanting to waste spiritual energy, they also saw that this person seemed to have an extraordinary aura and seemed not easy to mess with.

But Li Changxiao was also a ruthless person who didn't talk much. He came with a sword and killed with such speed and power that he injured several people in a few breaths, showing his unparalleled strength.

A man with an inch-long hair opened his mouth and uttered a word of mysterious sound, which pushed Li Changxiao back several meters away. The long sword was inserted into the ground, leaving a long sword mark.

Li Changxiao was slightly surprised. He was very familiar with this sound. Isn't this the mysterious sound of the Wanji Secret Realm?

This man is the pride of Jiuxiang Temple.

The man with the short hair looked unhappy, "Daoyou, we are just seeking a way to survive. You are really going too far."

Li Changxiao heard the words and brushed off the dust on his body, "Just seeking a way to survive?"

"There are thousands of ways to prolong life in the world, and there are thousands of ways to obtain incense. You are all crowded in a village, driving the people into pigs and dogs. Is it really just to survive?"

Li Changxiao asked back.

There is another reason behind this.

If it is just to prolong life and cheat some incense, Li Changxiao is too lazy to care. After all, don't advise others to be good without experiencing their suffering. He doesn't need to worry about his life span, so he naturally can't understand the suffering of the monks.

He saw temples everywhere and various incense all the way, but he never intervened.

But this place is different.

This place is not only cheating incense, but also involves disputes among monks. If Li Changxiao is right, it is probably aimed at the river mother.

Moreover…the way to cheat people of incense offerings here is also extremely bad, just like a poor village, one day more than 20 gentry suddenly poured in, using force: corpses giving birth to children, forcing the people to pay tribute continuously.

It is really overbearing and too evil.

“Daoyou, how about this, we will wait in the village and add another statue of you.” said the man who looked like the city god.

Li Changxiao shook his head lightly, and the two sides fought again. The short-haired man wanted to use Xuanyin, but Li Changxiao spoke first, and three Xuanyin flew out of his mouth, knocking him more than ten meters away, and smashed him on the tree trunk with a bang.

Everyone's pupils shrank. This person mastered the three mysterious sounds, and his origin must be very deep. Looking at his cultivation, even if they joined forces, they would not be able to shake him.

Suddenly.

A thin young man shouted loudly: "Daoyou, stop fighting. I am from the Shigui Sect. I am from the Shigui Sect. I was wrong. Let me go. I won't dare to do this again."

Li Changxiao looked at him. He had no fate with the Shigui Sect. He just said something nonsense to see if he could trick it out.

With a smile on his face, he took out a porcelain man from his arms and said, "Look here."

The man didn't dare to resist and looked at him hurriedly. Then he felt his soul being pulled and instantly sucked into the porcelain man.

And his body fell to the ground powerlessly.

Seeing this, everyone felt very horrified and felt as if they were dead.

That night.

More than 20 golden bodies were blown up.

The golden bodies turned into gold nuggets.

...

Li Changxiao paid the room fee and ordered a few side dishes to fill his stomach before leaving.

Yesterday, the shopkeeper bought two wild boars in the nearby county. This is real game, so there is one more dish in the inn today. Li Changxiao happened to see it and ordered a few taels of wild boar meat.

Wild boar meat has a fishy smell, and it needs to be stir-fried with big spices to taste good. It is best to add some wild vegetables and mushrooms. After eating a plate of wild boar meat, Li Changxiao sat on the chair and rested for a while, and put the remaining food into his stomach little by little until he ate the plate clean without wasting any food. Then he left a few coins and left the inn.

He looked back at the village.

Along the nearby river channel, going upstream, he saw that the source was manipulated by people, controlling the terrain and the water flow.

It was because of this that the village often dried up and had to ask for help from God.

He wanted to help.

Later, he thought that this matter should be handed over to the owner.

So he came to the Hemu Temple in the county and talked about the situation in the nearby village.

Then he turned and left.