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Chapter 411 I've Been Waiting For You For A Long Time

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    We only keep one flashlight now, and surround Han Zhilin and Uncle Cheng for protection.

    After hearing Uncle Cheng's words, we immediately looked around curiously.

    It's just that it's dark and I can't see anything clearly, but it seems that a space has been cleared in front of me.

    We were afraid to scare the snake away, so we didn't shine a light on it.

    Ji Fangming asked Uncle Cheng where the phantom plant was, Uncle Cheng thought for a while and said.

    "In the past, there were phantom plants all over the place, especially around the big tree. The phantom plants grew the strongest and had the highest yield."

    Big tree?

    With a thought, I pointed to the huge black shadow in front of me.

    "Is it the tree in front of us?"

    Uncle Cheng nodded: "That's right, but the phantom plants became less and less, I guess there are not many left now."

    I nodded and looked at the shadow of the tree in front of me. The tree was so conspicuous that it was hard not to be noticed.

    And the source of Yin Qi and resentment seems to be there too, this tree must be strange.

    After waiting for a few minutes, there was no sound around, we groped forward a few meters, and stopped when we were about ten meters away from the big tree.

    Something is wrong.

    It's too quiet here, eerily quiet.

    I frowned secretly, I really didn't understand what Han Fushan meant, so that we found our destination?

    But within a few minutes, there was a noise coming from the north, very close to us.

    Then the sound came from the south again, and then there were sounds in all directions.

    My complexion changed suddenly, and just as I was about to say back, suddenly, the light flickered, and there were several popping sounds.

    The fire dispelled the darkness, and the dark red colors echoed each other, illuminating our surroundings!

    I hurriedly looked towards the source of the light, only to see stone pillars standing in all directions, with a flame burning on them.

    Beside the stone pillars, there were men in black guarding them, all looking at us.

    "Third Master, ahead!"

    Ning An exclaimed in my ear, I hurriedly looked forward, and was stunned when I saw it.

    Han Fushan is just under the big tree, there is also a stone pillar standing there, the flame is more powerful, burning very red.

    But even more weird and chilling are the three altars around the giant tree!

    There are boys sitting on two altars, with lifelike faces, surrounded by Yin Qi, full of resentment!

    The three altars form a triangle, but there is no boy on one altar.

    Han Fushan knelt and prayed under the giant tree in a black robe, as if he was chanting something.

    When I listened carefully, he suddenly turned around and smiled at us.

    "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

    I was shocked, my face was extremely ugly!

    There is no danger on this road, but Han Fushan did it on purpose. The real danger lies here!

    "Village, village chief, is that you?"

    Hearing Han Fushan's voice, Uncle Cheng asked in disbelief.

    Han Fushan looked at Uncle Cheng, finally sighed heavily, and said.

    "I have cut off all the phantom plants. It is in the place where we store the phantom plants. I also left you a guide light for going down the mountain. Follow the lights and you will be able to walk out of the forest. Now go down the mountain with the phantom plants on your back.  Don¡¯t come up, and tell everyone not to come up.¡±

    Uncle Cheng trembled, did not answer the question, but stared at Han Fushan firmly, and asked.

    "They all said that you killed Brother Baishan, Yiping, Han Gui and Dr. Xia, yes, is that true?"

    Han Fushan fell silent.

    Uncle Cheng said tremblingly, "Village Chief, you are talking!"

    After a while, Han Fushan said quietly: "I killed them."

    After saying these words, Han Fushan seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant, dying of old age.

    Uncle Cheng swayed as if struck by lightning, and fell directly to the ground.

    Han Zhilin hurriedly supported Uncle Cheng, and asked angrily.

    "Why! Why are you doing this!"

    The village head looked at Han Zhilin, with an inexplicable tone in his voice, seemingly helpless and weak.

    "It's meaningless to say these things now, Ah Cheng, go down the mountain."

    "No!" Uncle Cheng pushed Han Zhilin away, stumbling towards Han Fushan.

    I grabbed him, and no matter how hard he struggled, he would not let go.

      Uncle Cheng roared angrily.

    "You are the village head respected by the whole village! I still remember that you took the big guys to pick magic plants, and you personally presided over the weddings of the juniors. I also remember that when Hanjia Village was the poorest, it was you who told us not to  Give up, work hard, and believe that everything will be fine! Everyone respects you, but you, how can you, how can you kill someone!"

    For the villagers of the entire Hanjia Village, the village head is not a belief, but it is better than a belief.

    Because it was Han Fushan who lifted them out of poverty and allowed them to live a good life.

    And from Uncle Cheng's words, Han Fushan's views on the villagers are very upright, and he is definitely a competent village head.

    Now he admits to killing someone!  This made Uncle Cheng unbelievable for a moment, and he was considered old and experienced if he didn't collapse on the spot.

    The collapse of faith is terrible.

    Our eyes are also focused on Han Fushan. Why he killed people has always been a question we want to figure out.

    After being silent for a few minutes this time, Han Fushan stood up slowly, came to the altar, and asked.

    "Ah Cheng, look carefully and see if you recognize these two dolls."

    Uncle Cheng looked over, and immediately said in disbelief.

    "This, this is, these are the two grandsons of Han Yiping and Han Gui, they, you, you"

    Uncle Cheng was already incoherent, trembling all over.

    Han Zhilin also widened his eyes and roared angrily.

    "Han Fushan! Are you a human! You don't even let children go?!"

    Han Fushan did not refute anything, but pointed to the empty altar.

    "Han Zhilin, if you didn't listen to your father's advice and go out of town, your child will be sitting here too."

    "Grass!"

    Han Zhilin cursed loudly.

    "You are simply a devil!"

    "Devil?" Han Fushan suddenly laughed, with a hint of sadness, excitement, and fear in his laughter.

    "No, no, I am more hated and disgusting than the devil."

    "Han Fushan!!!" Uncle Cheng's roar resounded through the forest, and he asked with red eyes.

    "Why, I just want to know why you did this! How can you do it! Answer me!"

    Han Fushan seemed to laugh at himself.

    "Is the reason that important?"

    Uncle Cheng panted heavily.

    "It may not be important to you, but I want an explanation, to the whole village and to the dead!"

    Han Fushan shook his head and sighed.

    "Ah Cheng, you don't understand what's going on here, but as long as a person has a goal, it's really a happy and painful thing."

    After a pause, Han Fushan continued with a complicated tone.

    "It's true that I took the big guy to pick the magic strain back then, and the feelings for everyone are also true. In my opinion, this is the happiest thing."

    I was stunned when I heard Han Fushan's words.

    Because I didn't hear any falsehood from his words, not even a trace!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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