Chao Jiang said, "After the incident, I sent Xiao Jing and others to take a long way to the other side, climbed to the mountain wall next to the Dragon King Temple, and peered down. Xiao Jing, please tell me about the situation at that time."

Jingcheng said, "At that time, we climbed up the cliff. We were afraid that the thing was hiding under the cliff, so we didn't dare to go down to the temple, so we only hid from a high place and looked around.

The Dragon King Temple was built on a half-acre piece of bluestone between the two cliffs. The bluestone was covered with wet moss. Through the transom on the roof, I didn’t see that thing..."

"Ouch!"

Suddenly a huge roar came from the river, like an elephant roaring.

Immediately afterwards, a one-meter-high water wall was raised in the middle of the river, and the water wall rushed towards this side quickly, as fast as an arrow.

"No, I was discovered by that monster."

Chao Jiang's legs trembled.

Duan Kuohai advanced instead of retreating, rushed up to the altar, and stared sternly at the wall of water.

Unexpectedly, the wall of water suddenly turned around and disappeared in an instant.

"So fast!"

Xu Shu's eyes lit up.

"It's those green dogs again..."

"If we fight with them, no one will survive if they don't let us live..."

Countless torches gathered at the entrance of the village and formed a fiery snake, swimming towards this side quickly.

"No, sirs, please retreat first. Xiao Jing and I will follow."

Chao Jiang urged urgently, already taking out the gun in his hand.

Duan Kuohai shouted in a deep voice, "Xiao Qin, take Xiao Xu and leave first."

Just as Xu Shu was about to leave, Qin Bing took off his backpack and opened it.

At this moment, on the hillside behind them, there was also an army of torches swimming towards this side, encircling them from front to back. Where could they go?

The night wind was howling in all directions, and hundreds of torches illuminated the night sky as if it were daytime.

A man in his fifties with a Chinese-character face separated from the crowd and walked out. It was Yang Shunguo, the head of Xiahe Village.

"Lao Yang, what are you going to do? Violently resist the law, do you know the consequences?"

Chao Jiang shouted sharply.

With a plop, Yang Shunguo fell to his knees and said, "Chief Chao, I have said all the good things I can say. Please show mercy..."

Chao Jiang was caught off guard by Yang Shunguo's new trick, and he helped him up, "Old Yang, you are violating the national law by offering human sacrifices. Am I going to embarrass you?"

Yang Shunguo stood up and his eyes became fierce, "Chief Chao, if we can't live anymore, who should be afraid of the law? I only know one thing, if we don't let thousands of people in Xiahe Village survive, we will fight to the death."

"

"Fight to the death..."

Thousands of young men roared like clouds, and each torch danced like a demon.

bang, bang,

Chao Jiang fired a warning shot, but the sparse gunfire could not suppress the roar of thousands of people.

The blood of thousands of villagers surged, and the encirclement gradually narrowed. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, a beautiful figure walked past Xu Shuchao and moved forward.

Under the dim moonlight, her Taoist robe was fluttering, and the dust was like snow. She was graceful and graceful, just like a jade spirit coming to earth.

But seeing her lightly raising her bare hands, two yellow talismans spilled out and danced around her body. She flicked the fly whisk, and a cyclone was born. The dust and dead grass under her feet swayed away one after another, and even the torches around her were blown away.

Destroy.

Then I heard her singing loudly, "A crane returns from the flower table after a thousand years, and condenses elixir on its head and snow as its clothes. People listen to the fairy words of the stars, but they flutter their wings and fly towards the five clouds."

The villagers in the countryside had never seen such a beautiful fairy. Some of them immediately knelt down and kowtowed in worship.

Yang Shunguo was dumbfounded. No matter what Chao Jiang said, he would reject it.

But the appearance of the goddess really challenged his cognitive limits, and he suddenly didn't know what to do.

"Chief Chao, I've said all I have to say, it's up to you."

Without saying this, Yang Shunguo led hundreds of villagers to retreat.

"You, are you Chief Qin?"

Looking at the fairy beauty, Jing Cheng stammered and asked.

"it's me."

The goddess smiled slightly.

Jing Cheng's thin face turned red, and his eyes were full of admiration.

"If it weren't for Chief Qin, today would have ended badly."

Chao Jiang looked happy.

"Xiao Xu, what do you think?"

Duan Kuohai looked at Xu Shu.

Xiao Xu was already dumbfounded.

Duan Kuohai patted Xu Shu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "It's just a trick, I think it will scare you."

Xu Shu knew in his mind that he could still distinguish between tricks and magic.

He calmed down and said, "The thing that was chirping just now was obviously giving a notice to go down to the river.

Our arrival will definitely make that thing uneasy, and he will definitely use the influence of the villagers in Xiahe Village to drive us away."

Duan Kuohai nodded, "I think so too. Chief Chao, you go back first and bring all the strength of the security office to assemble here tomorrow morning."

Chao Jiang took the order and left.

Duan Kuohai, Qin Bing, and Xu Shu returned to the small hillock where the motorcycles were parked. The three of them found a place leeward from the hillside, set up a bonfire, and shared biscuits to satisfy their hunger.

After eating, Qin Bing wrapped herself in a blanket and fell asleep by the campfire.

The bright moon was in the sky and the river breeze was biting. Xu Shu hugged his legs to warm himself by the fire and couldn't help but said, "Brother Duan, which department do you and Teacher Qin belong to?"

Duan Kuohai said with a smile, "Knowing too much is not a good thing for you. Just treat what happened today as a wonderful experience. After it has passed, forget about it and go to sleep."

With that said, Duan Kuohai threw the last blanket to Xu Shu, added firewood to the bonfire, and slept on the ground.

Xu Shu hit a wall, but became more and more curious. After thinking about it for a whole day, he fell asleep.

"roll!"

Qin Bing turned over and sat up, his starry eyes red.

Xu Shu and Duan Kuohai turned over and sat up.

The sky is already bright, the lead clouds are hanging low, the wind is howling sadly, and the waves are rising.

"But the dream comes into my arms?"

Duan Kuohai asked.

"The same to you?"

Qin Bing said in shock.

Duan Kuohai nodded, "That evil beast threatened us to leave in the dream. I didn't expect that he actually had the magic power of dreaming."

Xu Shu was surprised, "It turns out that I used dreams to communicate with Xiahe Village."

"It must be so."

Qin Bing took out the hair tie and tied up his hair like a waterfall of ink.

Duan Kuohai frowned, "He is strong, strong, intelligent, and has the magic of dreaming, so we are in trouble."

Xu Shu said in a deep voice, "Why didn't that evildoer entrust me with his dream? Did he look down on me?"

"Don't think so, maybe you are different."

Duan Kuohai patted Xu Shu on the shoulder and walked towards the river bank.

The three of them took river water to wash themselves briefly. Chao Jiang led six police officers, including Jing Cheng, who arrived on bicycles, three of whom were armed with guns.

Chao Jiang brought breakfast to the three of them. The fragrant scallion meat dumplings and steaming rice porridge went into their stomachs, and the coldness of the night was gone.

While everyone was talking, they suddenly heard firecrackers exploding.

At the entrance of the village, a winding team stretched out its head like a long snake. The leader was Yang Shunguo. He wore antlers made of yellow paper on his head and a raincoat on his shoulders.

Behind him, a group of male villagers were all dressed in this way. The two teams held up plaques above their heads. The plaques were full of beautiful words praising the River Dragon King.

On the side of the team, an old man with gray hair wore a tall white hat and held a white flag in his hand. He sang like a Qin opera roar, "The sky and the earth are open, the day is auspicious and the times are good. Huang Ji is open and good luck is coming. Sacrifice to the dragon is good luck."

Chang; when the sun rises, the east becomes red, and the fairy boy is sacrificed to the dragon..."

In the one-meter-high iron cage in the center of the team, two children dressed in red sat quietly, holding a big white steamed bun in their hands. While eating, they looked around curiously with ignorant eyes.
To be continued...