Chapter 415: Flooding the Army

I heard from some "powerful people".

Eating and drinking excessively is chronic suicide.

Smoking leaves is chronic suicide.

Drinking is chronic suicide.

Not liking to practice and not liking to exercise is also chronic suicide.

So I have done nothing for so many years, just committing suicide!

——Taken from the 3641st article of "My Diary" by Zhang Moshen, the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth

Damie had no idea about the new customs of Xia Country now.

Since the rise of the Heavenly Demon Sect, it has been collecting soul fire at a high price.

Sometimes, when there are not enough people, corpses can also be sold.

As long as it is complete and not turned into bones, it can be sold for more or less.

If the resentment is heavier and there are more residual souls.

Especially in haunted places, it is very valuable.

So much so that Xia Country now has a special "second-rate" profession.

Folk ghost catcher!

As long as you say where there is a ghost, they will not charge a penny and will come to help you catch it.

Even if the ghost is particularly powerful, they can call their friends and find a group of people to kill the ghost.

At the most brutal time, Qingjun was so scared of ghosts.

A woman just said that there was a "ghost" in her house during the day.

At night, a group of people almost kicked her door to pieces. The woman got up and saw that the entire yard was full of ghost catchers' heads.

She was almost scared to death on the spot!

Later, I found out that the ghost she was talking about was her husband, the legendary "dead ghost"!

When her husband saw so many people coming to catch him, he thought he had gotten into the wrong bed.

What's going on?

There is no such a scene even for catching an adulterer, okay?

Ordinary residual souls are so valuable, not to mention the real ghost fire.

The Tianmo Sect purchases them all year round, with transparent prices and no deception.

Even if someone in your family has just died, there will be a professional to help your dead relatives bury them. The premise is that you have to give him the soul fire.

Sometimes, living people are not as valuable as dead people.

How many poor families made their fortunes by selling their ancestral graves.

This is the true blessing of our ancestors!

From this, we can see how precious the mass graves are. Is it still a place of death that we must avoid? It is a treasure land where gold and silver are buried!

Maybe a good mass grave can make the whole village rich.

Can this be allowed?

Can this be allowed?

If I don’t beat you to death and bury you in the mass grave today, I will go in myself!

All night, the flames soared into the sky, the swords and weapons were blind, and even the sound of gas explosions from the battle between monks and the sound of the strings of bows and crossbows were heard.

Of course, Da Mie and others couldn’t sleep, and they all stood on the roof and watched the fight between the two sides.

The flames spread to the end of the sight!

Da Mie was stunned. There was a battle formation in the fight between these two villages, with charging troops, defending troops, and flanking interspersed, and monks charging!

What the hell?

If the Xia people were all at this level, what would they do?

If this happened in Yeluo Country, such a battle could be called a rebellion.

The battle lasted until daytime and it seemed that Mang Village had gained a little advantage.

Da Mie and the others were too lazy to continue watching.

Let's go quickly and cross the river. Don't stay in this terrible village any longer.

At the command, Da Mie and others boarded the boats and rowed to cross the river.

When crossing the river, Da Mie suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something important.

When the local security guard came to find me yesterday, in addition to talking about the mass grave, there seemed to be something else.

He frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly heard a loud explosion in the distance.

In an instant, Da Mie reacted.

The village upstream sealed the river bank to lock the water!

No, Mang Village won!

In an instant, the terrible water rushed over, and it appeared in sight in just a few breaths.

"I should have helped them fight earlier! No!"

Da Mie yelled for the last time, and then was drowned by the violent water.

Even if one is at the Denglong Realm, being hit by such a water flow will also make one's skin peel off.

...

One day later, the fight ended.

It was not because the two villages finally decided the winner.

It was because the Tianmo Sect sent a demon cultivator to forcibly separate them.

The leading demon cultivator was Chen Xiaoxiao, who was planning to go to the border for support.

She also came here on orders and happened to walk here.

Just after stabilizing the two villages, they were forced to divide the mass grave equally and dig it in one day.

Then someone came to report that the river embankment had caused trouble and washed away the soldiers.

With a look of horror, they hurried to retrieve the bodies.

But as they retrieved, everyone found something wrong.

The blood patterns on these people's bodies and the armor hidden under their clothes did not look like Xia soldiers.

Especially after catching a few people alive, after a brief interrogation, it was known that these people were cultivators from Yeluo Country.

They came to Xia Country specifically to cause destruction, and their target was Xiaosheng County in Qing County.

Hearing this, the local security guards of the two villages breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that they have made merit by killing the enemy!

Of course, they dare not claim this merit at all, and they just say that it is all thanks to the virtue of the sect leader and the good fortune from heaven to kill the enemy.

Chen Xiaoxiao does not know whether Sect Leader Zhang is virtuous or not.

Anyway, it seems that this matter has been pushed onto the head of the sect leader.

Finally, Chen Xiaoxiao led people to find Da Mie on the shore and confirmed Da Mie's identity.

Hearing the two local security guards refusing each other, and talking about the sect leader all the time.

Da Mie immediately thought of something wrong. It turned out that he was tricked!

"Too despicable, the great demon Zhang actually set such a trap in Qingjun, I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

Damie didn't think that it was his own mistake that led to the destruction of the elite. He thought it was the conspiracy of the great demon Zhang.

It is said that the great demon Zhang is cunning and treacherous.

Today's test, it is true!

Although Chen Xiaoxiao has not figured out what is going on.

But seeing that he insults the sect master so much, he can't let him live.

A move of the red moon came out and exploded the opponent's head.

"Stupid, you still want to attack by surprise. Even if the sect master is not here, I can kill you."

Chen Xiaoxiao slowly wrote down what he saw, especially noting that the other party was killed by the sect master. Then the note was tied to the black crow's feet and sent to the sect.

In less than a day, the Hunyuan newspaper began to report this matter.

Big headline!

"The king of Yeluo died, and the sect master let the water kill the enemy!"

Just looking at this headline, many people immediately bought out the newspaper. We all want to see how the sect master "let go"!

After watching it, we found that it was really let go.

Everyone was disappointed!

Alas, killing a cultivator from a small country is not as interesting as reading the sect master's gossip.

The next day, Zhang Mo was confused when he looked at the newspaper.

Did the sect master let go?

Does this shit have anything to do with the sect master?

Don't say that the sect master did it just because you lose!

What's going on? The sect master really didn't do anything this time.

These people from small countries are really mentally ill.

You were obviously killed by the villagers, but you insisted that the sect master designed it.

You really stepped on shit on the road, and you said that the sect master deliberately pulled it, right?

You are sick!

Zhang Mo shook his head helplessly.

Alas, there is a saying that the greater the ability, the greater the blame.

It's so fucking pitfall.

Folded the newspaper and wiped it casually.

Zhang Mo pulled up his pants with a look of disdain.

Mr. Yunshan, if this is all you have, I really look down on you.

You are just a small country, and you dare to invade my borders.

I will punish you even if you are stupid!