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I was startled for a moment. I thought he was thinking of a way to deal with Huang Xuantong, but I didn't expect him to suddenly ask such a question. It was greatly out of my expectations, but his question caused my heart to tremble. He said it was unusual, and when I heard it was unusual, I couldn't help thinking about it, I was sick, so I whispered, "What's unusual?"

"They all subconsciously patted their bodies."

I was speechless. I looked at the glass and cursed, "Are you sick? Since you have dirt on you, of course you have to pat it."

Unexpectedly, the glass actually said, "Is it just dust?"

I was stunned. I knew that Glass's words weren't that simple. I hurriedly asked, "What are you trying to say?"

"For thousands of years, let alone hundreds and thousands of years, just how many people have died from hunger, disease, and oppression?" For thousands of years, let alone thousands and hundreds of years, just how many people have died from hunger, disease, and oppression?

"Shut your f * cking mouth. Stop talking, it's so disgusting!" I interrupted him.

Glass looked at me with an evil smile.

"How do we catch Huang Xuanlong? He's so elusive, where are we to find him? " I asked.

The glass suddenly moved closer, "Huang Xuanlong is also human, he also wants to eat. Furthermore, Bighead Sun's family was captured, how is he going to eat?"

My heart skipped a beat. That's right, where did Huang Xuanlong get food for the past few days? Furthermore, there's also that San Fu, he also wants to eat, so where is San Ye now. I felt that the words' glass' had given me a great inspiration, so I quickly asked, "You mean..."

"Hold the shop!"

"Shop?" I thought I misheard. What kind of rotten idea was this? Eating is eating, and leaving the shop he can't eat? Maybe someone was hiding.

The glass seemed to have seen through my thoughts, "In advance, we need to shout through the loudspeaker, just say that the police station will be patrolling at random, and if they find out the purpose of harbouring a cult leader, they will immediately imprison them!"

I thought, Hey, Glass, you're a god. You guessed what I was thinking. However, there was a doubt about it. Where would they get such a loud horn? Furthermore, the entire village would be exhausted from all the shouting.

"I've thought about it. I realized that every day, when the sky in your village was about to turn dark, there would be a broadcast. So, we used that loudspeaker to shout."

Our village indeed has a loudspeaker. It was made by the village committee and was tied to a pole on the east side of the village. It was unknown when it was produced, but it was dark and ugly under the sun. Every day, when the sky was about to darken, the loudspeaker would think of something. It was either broadcasting or some old red song. It also wanted to gather the captains of the various teams for a meeting. Every time the horn sounded, I felt goosebumps all over my body, feeling that this thing was out of place with the rapid development of modern society. Especially when the head of a meeting is called, the loudspeaker will shout, "Ah..." Ah … Attention, captains... Ah … Captain, please take note... Tonight at seven o'clock... Ah … 7 PM … All of you, go to a meeting... Ah … "All of you, go to the main team for a meeting..." To say that half of the words' ah 'were mixed in, I couldn't understand what was going on. The entire village had been reorganized and yet you still had the face to act so officially?

"The question is, would they be willing to give it?"

"I've also thought about this before. Last time, when Huang Xuanlong was running away, he sent a police station to give me a call. I'll call them right now and have them call the village committee. Wouldn't this be the end of it?"

If I hear this, the police will say something and no one will dare to do it." I said call.

Glass touched his clothes and suddenly said, "Oh no, my phone dropped in the well. How could I have forgotten about that?"

I smiled and said, "You still need to rely on me at the most crucial moment. The last time they came, they left me a number. I'll call it." As I said this, I also reached into my pocket subconsciously. When I touched it, I was also dumbfounded, because I forgot that my phone had already been smashed into several half, even my card couldn't be found.

"Use your landline." "No," I said.

"Let me hit your head. Do you have a number?" Glass sat down in disappointment. "I thought of a plan for the whole afternoon, and it ran aground? "It seems like we have to rely on minor characters."

So it turns out that Elder Glass had been thinking about how to deal with Huang Xuantong for a long time, but he was still able to see a few steps ahead of me; no wonder he wasn't anxious at all. But, as Glass said, without the number of the police station, we can go our own way. Why do we have to take this shortcut? Besides, there were two sides to the matter of using a loudspeaker. Although it could intimidate some villagers to prevent them from harboring Huang Xuanlong, it was still a good way to alert others. But one thing is feasible and necessary, and that is to keep the shop. Because even if Huang Xuanlong didn't buy anything to eat, he would still need yellow paper, sandalwood, and other things to create the altar, and these things can be bought from our shop. Furthermore, when I destroyed the altar in Bighead Sun's home, including the idols, incense, and paper, I also crippled them, so he really needed these things. If it were me, I wouldn't buy it in the daytime to avoid suspicion. Moreover, it was the dark night of summer, and it was also late for the shop to close. They could go buy it at night.

Glass and I were discussing the matter when the sound of a woman's wail was heard, followed by a series of hurried steps, and finally a man appeared in a flash at the entrance to the courtyard. When Glass and I saw that it was Yinxin's wife, Glass and I hurriedly stood up and asked, "What's the matter, sister-in-law?"

"All of you, quickly come with me. I'm going to die from just thinking about it!" With that, he ran off.

Glass and I were stunned for a moment, but I immediately woke up from my stupor. Huang Profound Dragon must have been prepared to deal with him on a whim, otherwise that little injury on his face wouldn't have reached the point where he was about to die. After shouting, Glass and I immediately gave chase.

When we reached the main road, we saw that there were quite a few people surrounding us from afar. There were also several motorcycles parked on both sides of the road, probably because the people passing by couldn't bear to leave, so they all stopped to watch the show. When I saw this, I understood that it was probably because after hanging up at the hospital, and his wife was about to go home, there was an accident.

Glass and I pushed our way through the crowd, and there was One-Thought lying on the ground, holding his head and rolling around. Next to him was a man in a white coat, a doctor from the hospital. The doctor kept shaking his head, and on the other side of him was his wife, half kneeling, holding her hand as she cried.

I asked, "Doctor, what's the situation?"

"I don't know, I can't see it. It's too scary!" Then he left.

Glass and I hurriedly put the thought to the side of the road, and the moment he landed on the ground, he would hold his head and roll around on the ground, whining. I pried his arm away from the glass to see what was wrong with his head, but it startled me too. His eyes were wide open, but he had no pupils. His forehead was full of blisters, and his lips were a dark purple. The bandages on his face had also been torn apart, and pus was continuously flowing from his wounds.

"How could this be? How could this be?" I had never seen or heard of such a condition.

"He must be possessed!" Glass looked at me and said calmly, then looked around and shouted, "Everyone disperse. There's nothing much to see. Everyone disperse." No one paid any attention to him.

Seeing that everyone was paying attention to him, and probably thinking that so many people would be surrounding him all the time, Glass stood up and said, "He has an infectious disease, and doctors have no rule of law, so he's just like him after he gets infected. So don't be afraid to stay." Just as he finished his sentence, the crowd dispersed. Everyone ran and ran far away from him.

I opened my mouth to ask what it felt like, but he grabbed his head again and kept rolling on the floor, banging his head against the ground. He seemed to be in great pain. Just thinking about it, he was a tough guy. Since when did he lose control because of the pain?

Then Wu Rilan came over with something in her hand, and when I got closer, I saw that it was a paper man, but so roughly tied that I could barely make out the figure of a man, and the outline of his features, which seemed to have been made directly from the ashes of a pot, was dark and unreadable.

She walked up to take a look, and without saying anything further, she directly asked me to pull out One Thought's left hand, and then she bit down on his middle finger, then asked his wife about the date of birth, emphasizing that it was the date I gave Huang Profound Dragon. She wanted me to convert it into four pillars and eight characters, so she held One Thought's hand and began to randomly draw on the back of the paper man. Finally, he pressed the middle finger on the paper man's forehead and stopped moving. After about thirty seconds, the paper man was still the same as before, and his legs started kicking wildly. Wu Rilan said, "I still can't do it. I can't do it without the help of that spirit."

Wu Rilan clutched one of his hands and kept tugging at his hair with the other, pulling it off along with his scalp. The bloodstains were especially frightening. Glass grabbed his hand with both of her hands, trying to stop him, but it didn't work. The strength of her thoughts was beyond our imagination. I think this is a potential power that people show in extreme situations, so the pain just now was not a little bit less. According to this method, he would die from the pain.

"What should I do now?" Faced with this situation, I was at a loss for what to do, and became even more confused.

Wu Ruilan was on the verge of tears as she kept shaking her head. "I don't know either. There's nothing I can do!"

Could it be that a single thought was destined to never be able to overcome this tribulation? Then I am a sinner, I said to myself, looking at him, and regretting that I should have taken him to the well. Just as I was feeling disheartened, a voice came from behind me. "Erlang, use the blood on your left middle finger to hit a person's forehead!"

I quickly turned my head and saw that the leopard cat was standing behind me and that there was a bolt behind him, looking over his shoulder.

When they came, I had no idea. I was probably thinking about One Thought. He let the blood from my middle finger fall on a man's forehead. Is this man a paper man or a thought? So I quickly asked, "Where do you want it? Is it him? " I pointed to a thought.