Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Anle hesitated.

Still with great perseverance, he rejected the young woman's invitation.

"Humph!"

Chen Jiaomei glared at him, twisted her slender waist, and gracefully picked up the urinal and went back to the house.

******

On the way home.

Anle thought about the secret revealed by Widow Chen.

"So this is how the disappearance of people possessed by evil spirits works!"

But what did the witch doctor and Chen Zhuangshi mean by “one life for another life”?

Would killing him help Chen Ergou get rid of the state of being possessed by evil spirits?

impossible?

Anle believes that there is malice in the world for no reason.

But there must be a reason why Chen Zhuangshi has targeted me so many times.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning seemed to flash through Anle's mind, connecting the clues together.

Those who were possessed by evil spirits were sent out of the village.

What's outside the village?

Monster!

There is some kind of inexplicable strange connection between the monster and the old witch doctor.

The person who treated the possessed person was also an old witch doctor.

Anle doesn't believe that there is nothing fishy about this.

Is there a possibility...

Did the witch doctor and the monster reach some kind of deal, turning the possessed person into food for the monster?

Similar to... a sacrifice!

If the monster is not satisfied with the sacrifice, it will attack the village.

This way.

This would also explain why the monsters suddenly attacked the village.

Rather than slaughtering the entire village, the behavior of the white-haired bear was more like a warning and punishment to the villagers.

And Chen Zhuangshi came to Anle's room in the middle of the night.

It was precisely to offer him as a sacrifice instead of Chen Ergou!

Even though this inference is still rough at present, there are still many doubts.

such as.

Why do people become possessed?

What was it about this sacrifice that made the monster dissatisfied?

But Anle still believes that this is part of the truth!

So, the solution to break the impasse may not be as difficult as expected.

After realizing this, Anle's steps became much lighter, and his mind was immersed in the joy of knowing the truth.

He had no idea that he was being watched.

When he reached the corner not far from the hunter's house, he suddenly heard the sound of a wooden stick breaking through the air from behind.

"call!"

Anle was immediately awakened from his thoughts.

As someone who had died dozens of times in simulations, his reaction to danger was extraordinary.

As if he had eyes behind him, Anle suddenly moved three or four centimeters to the side to avoid the swift stick.

He twisted his body, grasped the wooden stick tightly with his hands like iron clamps, and exerted force with both arms to snatch the stick from the attacker's hands!

Anle didn’t eat the meals for nothing these days.

Instead, it actually accumulates over time and becomes nourishment for this body.

Coupled with his unremitting training, his arm strength now far exceeds that of ordinary people.

It is worthy of the term "arm strength of tigers and leopards".

Looking around, Anle discovered that there was more than one attacker!

A total of five villagers came out from their hiding place nearby and surrounded him.

The leader was none other than Chen Zhuangshi.

The others were also the villagers who were on good terms with him.

"Hit him hard!"

Chen Zhuangshi laughed grimly, a murderous look flashed in his eyes. He had no intention of explaining to Anle and just raised his stick and moved forward.

Anle, who was usually good-tempered, felt anger rising like a flame.

The clay figurine is still angry!

How could Anle endure such repeated humiliation?

But the angrier you are, the calmer you need to be.

He took a deep breath, picked up the stolen wooden stick, assumed a sword-practicing stance, and looked around at everyone coldly.

The villagers who surrounded Anle were slightly stunned; they did not expect him to react like this.

Anle has indeed changed a lot in this month.

However, some villagers still couldn't change their inherent impression of him for a while, and felt that he was still that cowardly and vulnerable sick man.

But looking at Anle's actions at this time, he didn't intend to escape, but wanted to resist?

Some people sneered and ridiculed.

"Do you really think you'll be that powerful just because you practiced swordplay with that old hunter for a few days?"

It was the village man whose weapon was taken away who spoke up to remind him.

"Be careful, this guy is very strong!"

The rest of the people still didn't care.

I just thought he had lost face and was exaggerating Anle's abilities.

"Boom!"

Anle chopped down swiftly, and it collided with the wooden stick in one person's hand.

The incredibly powerful force was transmitted from the end of the stick to his palms, causing his hands to become numb and he could hardly hold the stick.

The villagers then realized that the man had not lied to them!

This young man has amazing strength.

The stick whirred in the wind when it was swung.

If you accidentally fail to dodge and it falls on your body, it will be so painful that you will gasp.

The place that was hit felt numb and bruises quickly appeared.

Moreover, Anle doesn’t hit people randomly.

He moved back and forth in an orderly manner to avoid the attacks of the villagers.

At the same time, adjust your position and counterattack at the right time.

Anle did not use [Spiritual Power Slash], nor did he deliberately use any sword techniques.

The breathing, the exertion, and the swinging of the sword exist in the muscle memory, and they are combined so harmoniously and poured out like flowing water.

The blood is boiling like magma, but the mind is calmer than a clear spring.

Anle stared at the villagers surrounding him with cold eyes.

Like a bloodthirsty lone wolf.

Fighting one against five, he of course took several heavy blows.

But the pain did not weaken Anle, but instead stimulated his ferocity.

Holding a wooden stick, he looked around disdainfully.

It seems as if these villagers are the ones being surrounded!

Looking at his eyes, the villagers felt a chill in their hearts and began to think of retreating.

They just accepted benefits from Chen Zhuangshi and came to teach Anle a lesson, not to fight him to death.

What's up with this?

boom!

Anle swung the stick again, smashing the wooden stick that a villager was holding in front of him and chopped it down horizontally on his abdomen.

"Ugh!"

The man felt so much pain that he fell to the ground, holding his abdomen and rolling around in pain.

If Anle was holding a real knife, this knife would definitely split his abdomen and splatter blood. He would be dead!

"What are you doing?"

Not far away, the old hunter's angry roar was heard.

Chen Zhuangshi glared at Anle hatefully and wanted to continue attacking him, but was stopped by the people around him.

"Anle, you...you wait!"

His expression became more and more frantic, and he spoke word by word, gritting his teeth.

"This matter is not over yet!"

Anle's anger did not diminish at all, but grew even more intense.

It was obviously you who provoked me, why do you act like you are the victim?

He did not say anything, but silently memorized the faces of these villagers in his mind and watched them scatter like birds and beasts.

"Anle, are you okay?"

Soon, Lin Shanbai walked up to him and asked with concern.

The old hunter still smelled of alcohol, probably still drinking, so he hurried over.

Anle felt warm in his heart: "I didn't..."

Before he could finish his words, his body suddenly went limp.

Fortunately, Lin Shanbai was right beside him and immediately supported him.

The old hunter smiled kindly and said, "Don't try to be brave at this time."

Chapter 17 Jealousy makes people crazy

Anle is indeed not a big deal.

It's just because I was so focused and exerted too much force that I felt a little exhausted.

Just rest for a day or two and you'll be fine.

Leaning on the bed.

Anle couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Lin, does Chen Zhuangshi have any grudge against my father?"

As far as the original owner could remember, he had never had any contact with Chen Zhuangshi.