In Zhou Ju's opinion, the people in this village are simply ridiculous.

It was obvious that they wanted to kill someone and rob money, but they had to act like "You hurt us, so we had to murder you."

Isn’t this a steal?

It was obviously an incomprehensible thing, but in Gao Ge's opinion, everything went so smoothly and normally.

Zhou Ju said to Gao Ge, you don’t understand what logic is.

Gao Ge told Zhou Ju that you don’t understand what human nature is.

This seems to be on another debate topic.

For some reason, Zhou Ju suddenly felt that Gao Ge was not a good person.

Perhaps it is because Gao Ge can understand these people in the village.

This is definitely a terrible thing.

Because of this, Zhou Ju feels that he will never be friends with Gao Ge in his life, because the two people have different ideas. When they see something, they will see different aspects. Perhaps, Gao Ge reads more profoundly than him, but sometimes he can see some things too thoroughly, which is definitely not a good thing.

"Sometimes, I feel that something is difficult to understand and it is not a bad thing." Gao Ge said to Zhou Ju.

Zhou Ju nodded as though he understood, but his expression was still a little confused.

He didn't know what Gao Ge meant now, but his intuition told him not to understand.

Many people in the village surrounded him.

At the entrance of the village, the storyteller also stopped.

It was already late at night, but he didn't think about going back to rest.

The children in the village may think that the storyteller's head is abnormal, but Fairy Rose holds her chin and sits on the side, looking at the storyteller, and listening to him telling those simple and easy-to-understand stories.

At this time, Fairy Rose suddenly felt a little depressed.

She hoped that the other party could see and hear herself.

Then, I stepped forward and asked why I did this.

The noise in the village became increasingly louder and louder. The storyteller put away his things, cared about the things, and walked towards the old lady's house.

Although he already knew what would happen next, he still wanted to go and see it.

"Maybe, you are the same as me." Fairy Rose stood beside Mr. Storytelling, like a shadow, muttering, "Although they can see you and hear the sound of you talking, you are like us, you can't change anything or do anything."

After saying this, Fairy Rose suddenly felt that this storyteller is the person who deserves the most sympathy.

She felt powerless because she couldn't do anything.

What about this storyteller?

His sense of powerlessness must be unimaginable to him.

In the yard, although the man was good at it, he was hit on the back of the head with a shoulder pole and knocked out.

By the time he woke up, he had been tied up.

The others in the caravan were also tied up.

"Bastard! Bastard! You guys actually drugged the food!"

"Damn, what do you want to do?"

The beard's face was also gloomy.

He stared at the woman hiding in the crowd, his eyes like a sharp sword.

The woman held her son's hand and looked at him calmly. She remained silent for a long time and walked forward slowly.

"Actually, I didn't lie to you." The woman said, "I was detained by them, and those are all true."

"..." Hu Zi was stunned and became more and more difficult to understand, "Since this is the case, why..."

"As long as I catch enough people for them, they will let me go. It's a pity that there are no women in your caravan." The woman whispered, "If another beautiful girl comes, they will be willing to let me go."

The man laughed loudly.

"It's interesting, it's really interesting! I've heard stories of being accomplices for tigers. People who are eaten by tigers become ghosts after death. They want to find new prey for tigers and let them eat them. Once new ghosts appear, they can be freed. What's the difference between you and ghosts?"

"I'm just for myself, is there anything wrong?" the woman asked.

The big man shook his head: "That's right."

"You can resent me, or even turn into a ghost to come to me. This is for yourself, but it is not wrong." The woman said, "People say that poor people are short-sighted, they are right, but people are so poor that they can't even eat. You still make them think of making a name for themselves and making a sword. It's too unreal. For poor people, how to fill their stomachs is the most important thing. I am the same. I just think about how to leave here, how to live, and how to see the sun outside. So, I'm sorry, I don't have time to think about the so-called morality, good and evil."

The big man smiled.

"I was quite surprised to hear such words from your mouth, but you said everything."

The woman suddenly became a little stunned.

She looked at the man in front of her with deep doubts in her eyes.

She felt that this man was different from what she had seen before.

Those men, as long as this time comes, must be full of fear on their faces, or they will curse themselves desperately.

But now.

The man in front of him looked at him with a calm look, calm... like a pool of stagnant water.

The more this happens, the more confused she feels.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"If you are afraid, you don't have to die?" asked the big man.

“…”

"Actually, my brothers are quite aggrieved. You have already given medicine. Now, I still say that I have implicated them." The big man said with a smile, "What I said is a bit untenable!"

"Shut up!" A loud shout came from the village chief's mouth.

At this time, the village chief looked like he was kind and kind.

Instead, he was full of fierce faces and murderous aura on his body, which even Gao Ge could feel.

"If you want to kill and cut, come quickly! I am afraid of anything in my life, but I am not afraid of death! The old man just wants to kill people and rob money, and he has to act like a victim. Bah, isn't it disgusting?" the big man shouted at the top of his throat, "You are not as good as you, you will die sooner or later than you! I have never done anything bad in my life. If you have killed people, you are bandits. Even if you die, you will not be able to go to hell. But you... can you close the door at night and sleep? You are not afraid, what is lying under your bed? Hahaha!"

The faces of the villagers were gradually distorted by the light of torches. At this moment, they looked more like a group of demons.

It seems like...

It is a grand ceremony for demons.

"Kill them." The village chief snorted coldly, turned around, and the people behind him had already made way for themselves.

Three or five strong men pulled out their knives, smiled grimly, and walked towards the caravan's face-skinned people.

"Stop! Stop!"

A young man in a white shirt ran quickly towards this side, staggering, and fell a few times.

"You are going to be retribution! You are going to be retribution! Put down your butcher knife! Otherwise, your generation, your children, your children's children... do you really want to turn the entire village into a cannibalistic village?!"
Chapter completed!