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The priest waved his sleeves, lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "You are from the underworld, right? There are tens of thousands of people reincarnated in the Palace of Hades, why not let him reincarnate!"

Before Cheng Hanzhou had time to realize what he meant, the evil spirit became much stronger in an instant.

When the anger turned into reality, the world was distorted. Cheng Hanzhou watched helplessly as the old priest's body tripled in size, exuding a bloody aura.

He suddenly felt bad in his heart, and before he could raise the dagger to block in front of him, a strong wind blew up in an instant.

A sword made of blood pierced Cheng Hanzhou's eyes unexpectedly, and after a burst of pain, Cheng Hanzhou fell straight behind his back, only to be caught by Jiang Lang.

"Father! Hurry up, if you don't go, you won't be able to catch up with the market!"

Cheng Hanzhou fell to the ground weakly, and turned his head to see a little boy running towards him in the distance, followed by a lame man. The man was tall and thin, his triangular eyes were half covered by his eyelids, and he was still smiling "hehe". He looked at the child running in front of him kindly.

Caught off guard, the boy bumped into a man in shaman costume.

That was the local high priest, the most revered living god of the local people. The boy was terrified, and ran back to his father's arms, closing his eyes and not daring to look at the hideous face of the high priest.

"Young man, you look good, let's make this year's gift to God!"

The high priest smiled, showing a mouthful of ginger teeth, which made people feel a little nauseous. The boy's father turned pale with fright, and knelt down on the ground begging the high priest not to take his son away, but——

The boy's cries resounded throughout the small village. He clearly watched his father beating his chest and calling his name, kicking the priest unwillingly, but it didn't help.

"After that day, I never saw my son again... until the memorial service a year later, I clearly saw my son, he, he and several other children were tied up and thrown into the river —they were so young that—"

The priest took off his hat, revealing his reddened eyes, and Cheng Hanzhou realized that the old priest was indeed the old man who stayed with them when they entered the village!

He gritted his teeth to prop up his sore body, and looked at the old man coldly: "So you killed the high priest and became a priest to murder more children?"

The old man's eyes widened in an instant, and the bloodshot erupted ferociously. He raised his hand tremblingly, clenched into a bloodless fist.He was so excited that he grabbed Cheng Hanzhou's collar and said angrily: "Murder? I don't think I murdered anyone. Those little bastards can't do anything, they just bully the fathers whose children were snatched and sacrificed with a smile." Mother, why do they live? You tell me why?!! I am just doing justice for the heavens, and I don’t think I have done anything wrong.”

"My son... such an excellent child, why did he die instead of those trash? Huh? Tell me, tell me!"

He strangled Cheng Hanzhou's neck hard, and laughed: "You think I raised Yin soldiers privately and killed so many virgins, and I deserve death, right? Then you, King of Hades, you see so many innocent people every day. When people die and sit back and watch, don’t you kill people? Don’t you deserve to die?!”

The old man's hand tightened more and more tightly. Cheng Hanzhou felt that his breathing was blocked, and his lungs were burning.

"Let him go!"

Jiang Lang, who was wearing armor, raised his hand and pulled away the old man's hand that was pinching Cheng Hanzhou's neck.

"When you lose your own child, do you want to kill all the children you don't like as revenge? Maybe they did something wrong, so can't they be forgiven for doing something wrong? When I was young, even if I committed a serious crime As long as they sincerely apologize and pay the price, they will be forgiven. Don’t they need to sacrifice their lives to be forgiven?! Your son cannot be reincarnated. You have done so many bad things to add to his soul. How many sins?"

Hearing the word "son", the old man suddenly raised his head. Behind him, the figure of a young man became more and more empty.

"You have done so many sins, and they will all be recorded on your son in the end. Are you not guilty?"

The old man's body trembled violently, he forced a sneer, and said: "My son can no longer reincarnate, sin or sin, does it affect him?"

"What if he can?" Cheng Hanzhou stood up, clutching the book of life and death tightly in his hand.

"You! What did you say?" The old man turned his head in shock and looked at Cheng Hanzhou.

"He can be reincarnated, and his name is written in the book of life and death. But with such a big sin, I don't know what the reincarnation will be."

After Cheng Hanzhou finished speaking, he opened the book of life and death, and the page was mottled and worn out, with a boy's name written on it.

"Eight catties?" Jiang Lang frowned, "Why is there no name?"

"The old people say that the cheap name is easy to support... I, I am sorry for my son... I am sorry!" The old man lowered his head and remained motionless.The body trembled violently.

Cheng Hanzhou watched the old man tremble violently, but before he realized what happened, he was suddenly thrown by Jiang Lang on the spot.

"Damn it, be careful!" Yan Zhen shouted belatedly as he controlled the talisman array.

With a loud "boom", the old man's body exploded on the spot, and the airflow hit the surrounding area several miles heavily. Cheng Hanzhou watched in horror as Jiang Lang, who was on his body, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the ground, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang?" His voice was trembling, tears flowed to his mouth, and his voice was out of tune, "Jiang Lang! Look at me! Don't sleep, look at me!"

"How the hell are you so weak!"

Cheng Hanzhou shook Jiang Lang's body incoherently while holding Jiang Lang's body, tears hit Jiang Lang's face and fell coldly.

"I'm fine." Jiang Lang's voice was so weak that it seemed inaudible.He whispered, "Brother... I can take care of you now..."

Hearing these words, Cheng Hanzhou felt a pain in his heart. This brother... probably wasn't called him.

"I'm not your brother..." Cheng Hanzhou looked at Jiang Lang's smiling face, his nose was sore, and he cursed unceasingly, "I'm your father."

"Jiang Lang... I don't want to go to hell to catch you again."

"Give him to me."

A majestic voice sounded behind Cheng Hanzhou, and Cheng Hanzhou turned his head in surprise, this is——

Isn't this Jiang Lang's father, Jiang Duyi, the previous Zhenbei General? !

"General..." Cheng Hanzhou bent down respectfully, but still held Jiang Lang's hand tightly.

Jiang Duyi hugged Jiang Lang silently, and calmly pushed aside Cheng Hanzhou's hand holding Jiang Lang, saying, "My son, I'm here to save you, you go first."

Cheng Hanzhou gritted his teeth and stood up. From the moment he was knocked down by the old man, he felt that something was wrong with him, as if his strength had been sealed. It was too fragile. There must be something tricky in it.

"I will go with you."

"En." Jiang Duyi nodded, and strode towards Dahe in strides. Cheng Hanzhou was weak and took a few steps to keep up with him.

But the next second, Cheng Hanzhou was so frightened that his eyeballs almost fell out——Jiang Duyi hugged Jiang Lang, who was as energetic as a gossamer, and jumped into the [-]-meter-deep river.

"don't want!!"

Is Jiang Lang really finished this time?He thought this way, ghost messengers are also human beings, they have to grow old and die, if Jiang Lang is tossed to death by his father this time, he will probably go to reincarnation...

The huge altar at the bottom of the river still smelled of blood. Jiang Duyi carried the unconscious Jiang Lang and walked to the middle of the altar.The surrounding lanterns were burning with mermaid blood. Jiang Duyi stepped up to the altar step by step, opened the huge sarcophagus in the center, and a woman with a crown of thorns lay quietly inside.

The author has something to say:

Recently, I conceived a new pit, which is probably about criminal investigation. It's called "The Strategy of Police Dog Chasing Wife". Everyone wants to read it. If you want to read it, I will open it after a while