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The villagers stepped forward to take out the items one by one. Wanfozi's eyes narrowed slightly. This time, the god doll was taken away by a child.
The situation is calm on the surface, allowing everyone to go home with peace of mind.
The screen rotates, and it¡¯s ten minutes into the night.
Wanfozi, dressed in black and wearing a black mask, sneaked into the child's home.
History is always surprisingly similar. Last time it was the old village chief who sneaked into his home like this, but this time it was his turn.
The secrets of the village cannot be exposed, and the secret of this doll cannot be discovered by other villagers and can only be held in one's own hands.
There are a total of five people in the child¡¯s family, including parents and grandparents. It is very difficult to successfully steal the doll.
Turning over and entering the house, Ten Thousand Buddhas tiptoed and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets.
I searched all the closets in the house, except for some clutter, there was nothing.
"Who are you? You dare to come to the village to steal things? You are very brave!"
An angry shout came from behind, and Wan Fozi was so frightened that he trembled all over. His hand unconsciously reached into his coat pocket, and he grasped the short knife that the old village chief used to kill him.
The other people on the bed in the house also woke up. A masked man in black came into the house. He didn't look like a kind person.
¡°Mother, I¡¯m afraid!¡±
On the bed, the child was curled up in the woman's arms and shivering.
"If you dare to come to the village to steal, son, arrest him and send him to the village chief!"
The old man said in a deep voice.
The man stood up, pulled out a thick wooden stick from the side, and walked slowly towards Wanfozi.
Wanfozi did not dare to speak. He knew that once the child spoke, he would be controlled immediately.
Today¡¯s matter cannot be improved. I have already alerted the enemy, and I must get the God Doll as soon as possible.
"Don't hit me, I surrender!"
Wanfozi said slowly.
"He's still a courageous thief, but it saves trouble."
The man stepped forward and grabbed Wan Fozi. At this moment, the short knife Wan Fozi had inserted into his sleeve suddenly pulled out and stabbed the tall man in front of him crazily.
In just one breath, the man was stabbed seven or eight times, and his eyes widened.
"you¡¡"
"Mom, take the child and run away!"
The man roared in a low voice and collapsed on the ground, lifeless.
"ah!"
The woman howled miserably, her voice piercing the sky and echoing throughout the village.
Wan Fozi's expression changed. The other party's voice would definitely attract the surrounding villagers. If others saw him, all his efforts would be in vain.
There is not much time left for him and he must get the doll as soon as possible.
"Shut up, don't shout!"
Wanfozi pounced on her and pierced the woman's heart with a knife, causing the miserable howls in the village to disappear.
"I'll fight you, old man!"
"Old woman, take your grandson away quickly!"
"Go find someone for help!"
The old man jumped out of the thorn, threw Wanfozi to the ground, and started a struggle.
The old lady picked up her grandson and ran out. Wanfozi grabbed her ankle and fell to the ground. The grandson burst into tears.
Suddenly, the scene in the room was extremely chaotic.
The tables, chairs and benches were all knocked to the ground, and there were constant clanking and banging noises in the house.
Several nearby houses were brightly lit, and several male owners walked out of their houses and cautiously went to the family of five to check the situation.
"Chunsheng?"
"What happened at your home?"
A villager asked at the door. After waiting for a few seconds and no one responded, a villager broke in directly and rushed inside.
The other villagers followed closely behind, but for just a moment, they were horrified.
In front of me is a bloody picture. A total of five members of the family, old and young, are all lying in a pool of blood. Everyone has several bottomless knife marks on their body.
The child was stabbed in the neck, and the two old men were stabbed in the heart.
The scene was extremely horrific.
"Thiswho did this?"
"Hurry up and inform the village chief!"
A few minutes later, Wan Fozi returned to his family of five, surrounded by everyone.
On the bodyThe blood stains have been cleaned, and the God doll has been obtained again. This doll has been held in the arms of the child, and it took a lot of effort to snatch it away.
The secret of this doll cannot be shared with others, so the whole family can only be sent to hell.
Fortunately, it has become normal for people to die at the end of the sacrifice every year. At this time, the deaths of this family of five can easily be attributed to the ancestors collecting people.
The villagers were a little scared.
Holding the doll in hand, Wan Fozi gave the order again: "There is nothing to be afraid of. Bury the body, then knock down this house and rebuild it. Our village will continue to move forward."
The villagers agreed.
The scene turns again, several years have passed, and Wan Fozi has become the same person as the old village chief.
People are dying in the village every year. The hearts of the ten thousand Buddhas are getting more and more wild. They don't care about the life and death of the villagers. With the god doll in hand, anyone who dares to disobey him will directly order to be killed.
The woman I want is just a matter of words.
Wan Fozi is also becoming more and more unconcerned about exposing his secrets. Everyone in this village has obeyed him unconditionally. Even if the baby's secret is known, it doesn't matter.
When it was time to draw items again, Wan Fozi never explored the secret of this tablet, because there was a vague voice in his heart that kept reminding him that he just had to draw one item from the token honestly every time, and nothing else would be enough. leave it.
And with the existence of the doll, other things are not so important.
The day before the sacrifice at the ancestral hall, Wanfozi gave the last instruction to the village.
"From today on, any villager who wants to seize the doll is not allowed to take any action for a month. The next villager who draws the doll must take the initiative to deliver the doll to the village chief."
After the order was given, Wan Fozi smiled. This was a once and for all solution. From now on, whoever gets the doll will give it to him, and he will be the eternal master of this village!
The next morning, everything was going on in an orderly manner.
The villagers took out items one after another. This time, the doll came into the hands of a woman.
This is a beautiful beauty who is 18 years old. Wan Fozi has been waiting for her to grow up for several years. When she thinks that the other party is about to send a baby to her door and then kiss her, she can't help but feel a little excited.
Wanfozi was sitting at home, tapping his fingers on the table: "Hurry up, beauty, I can't wait!"
As soon as this thought came out, Wanfozi's body suddenly stopped and was imprisoned motionless in place.
I was shocked. I was being controlled. Specifically, I was not being controlled, but the order I had given earlier had taken effect. I had become anxious just now, eager to get the beauty and the doll, and now I had lost my ability to move. ability.
It was at this moment that a figure slowly walked in at the door.
"Village chief, my daughter is here to deliver the god doll." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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