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Chapter 18: Raise your head three feet, there is a god
late at night.
Inside the blacksmith's shop with its rusty gate, there was a faint light on at the moment.
This is the most famous Ma's blacksmith shop in Yangcun.
The boss, Ma Zhengyuan, is very famous in all towns and villages for his good iron playing skills.
But what no one knows is.
This seemingly ordinary blacksmith shop turned out to be the largest shelter for human traffickers in Qingshan City.
In the room, there are more than a dozen boys and girls kneeling.
They were tied up with thick hemp ropes, their eyes widened in horror, their mouths were stuffed with rags, and they kept whining.
Ma Zhengyuan sat on a chair, counting a stack of thick bank notes, with a smug smile on his face.
"Boss, let's post today!"
A man with a scar on his face grinned and smiled at Ma Zhengyuan: "I sold four children today and made a full profit of more than 100 taels of silver. This is our income for half a month before!"
Hearing this, Ma Zhengyuan's eyes also showed excitement.
Four kids sold today.
Three of them were sent to Wang Yuanwai's family in Beiwu City.
The king was extremely generous, and each child gave him 30 taels of silver on average!
That's the wages of ordinary people for more than ten years!
This money came much faster than his blacksmithing!
Thinking of this, Ma Zhengyuan glanced at the boys and girls left in the room, and said with a smile: "I have already contacted Yuanwai Li in Nanyuan City, and I heard that they need more than a dozen maids and servants in their house."
"At that time, I'll send all these little bastards to Yuanwai's mansion, and sell him 20 taels of silver. No matter what, I can earn more than 200 taels."
"As soon as the money is in hand, we two brothers will change places and live a better life!"
"Hey, good!"
Scarface grinned grimly and nodded excitedly.
at this time.
"Wow——"
A strange wind suddenly blew past.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the blacksmith's shop was suddenly gently pushed open.
A biting chill suddenly swept through the room.
Ma Zhengyuan stood up abruptly from his chair, staring straight at the door.
In the thick mist, there seemed to be a black figure slowly approaching.
Every time he took a step, there would be a harsh sound of iron chains rubbing against each other.
The sound of clanging iron chains seemed extremely strange in the night sky.
And when the figure approached, the pupils of Ma Zhengyuan and the man with the scar shrank fiercely, and an unprecedented sense of fear instantly spread all over their bodies.
It was a tall man in a black robe.
He held a thick iron chain in his right hand, and a black mourning stick in his left.
And the moment he stepped into the room, the temperature of the entire blacksmith shop suddenly dropped a lot.
Like the twelfth lunar month in winter!
"You... who are you?"
The hairs of Ma Zhengyuan and the scarred man stood on end, and they asked tremblingly.
however.
Looking at the reactions of the two, the children in the room were full of doubts.
Because, they can't see any figure!
I only saw Ma Zhengyuan and the man with the scar, talking to the air non-stop, and their faces were extremely flustered.
As if seeing something terrifying.
next moment.
"what---"
Ma Zhengyuan suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream. He seemed to be beaten by something, and he seemed to be choking on something.
Clutching his heart, he curled up on the ground in pain.
Not only that.
The man with the scar next to him also let out a scream.
Both of them suddenly fell to the ground.
The body twitched violently.
His eyes were fixed on the direction of the door, exuding a strong look of horror.
Just a few seconds.
The two just stopped struggling and became two cold corpses.
Seeing this scene, the children were startled.
He looked out the door in horror.
in a trance.
They seemed to see a black figure dragging two confused souls slowly towards the door.
But soon, the figure disappeared again.
It's like an illusion.
……
Screams streaked across the night before dawn.
In the Town God's Temple in Qingshan City, many men, women and children gathered.
They talked a lot, and looked straight into the City God Temple, everyone's face was flickering with horror.
This group of people were all common people who came early in the morning to offer incense to the City God.
The first to scream was a middle-aged woman.
At this moment, she was kneeling and sitting in front of the Temple of the City God.
His face was full of shock.
Not long after, a group of ghost masters who were on patrol came over.
Wang Yuqing was also among them.
Today is the day she returns to Nanyuan City to report on her mission.
While it was still early, she patrolled the street with several ghost masters from Qingshan City.
Before walking a few steps, I saw a large group of people gathered in front of the Town God's Temple.
"What happened?"
She looked at the noisy crowd and asked with a frown.
"Elder Wang."
A government soldier came over and said in a low voice, "It's bad, dozens of corpses were found in the Temple of the City God."
"Dozens of corpses?"
Wang Yuqing's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition suddenly arose.
"Yes."
The soldier nodded and said:
"Our people patrolled the street all night and found nothing unusual, and we didn't see anyone entering the Temple of the City God."
"However, early this morning, dozens of corpses were found in the Temple of the City God."
"The bodies were male and female, most of them were couples."
"And every corpse is already stiff, and the time of death is at least two hours or more."
Listening to the soldiers' words, Wang Yuqing suddenly felt hairy in her heart.
A strange feeling spread all over the body.
Suppressing the discomfort in her heart, she asked in a deep voice, "How is the body protected?"
The soldier replied truthfully: "Since we discovered it, we have sent people to seal off the scene, and no one has touched the body."
"it is good."
Wang Yuqing nodded.
Then he led a group of ghost masters into the Town God's Temple.
Sure enough, there were dozens of corpses in the Temple of the City God.
But the weird thing is...
These corpses were all in a kneeling posture.
Facing the sculpture of the City God.
It was as if he was kneeling down to the City God.
Moreover, the faces of each corpse were terrified, with two lines of blood-red tears on their faces.
as if...
What is it like to be confessing!
"ah!"
At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from outside the City God Temple.
It was an old woman with white hair who spoke. She pointed to one of the corpses and said in a trembling voice, "Isn't this person... Zhang Dazhu from Guanlong Town?"
"Zhang Dazhu?"
Wang Yuqing glanced at the old woman with a questioning look in her eyes.
The old woman sighed, and said: "Oh... what a crime. This Zhang Dazhu is a gambler in our town. It is said that if he loses money, he will go back and beat his wife and daughter."
"A few years ago, he sold his son to someone else because he owed a lot of debt. That poor child was abused in someone else's house for a few days, and finally starved to death!"
"I didn't expect...he died, God really has eyes!"
As the old woman spoke, she raised her foot and kicked Zhang Dazhu's body hard.
It seems to be venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.
And follow the old lady to speak.
There are also more and more people around, and these corpses are very familiar.
"Aren't these two... the Xu couple from the next village?"
"A few years ago, they abandoned their child in Yin Sha Valley. When the government found out, the child's body had been frozen to death."
"And the horse blacksmith in Yangcun."
"I heard that he is the biggest human trafficker in the neighborhood. He often abducts and sells some children, and then sells them to rich people in other cities. The government has been watching him for several years, but they have not been able to find evidence. I didn't expect him to die in the Town God's Temple... "
Listening to everyone's words, Wang Yuqing fell into deep thought.
These corpses... seem to be related to child abandonment and child trafficking?
An old man stepped forward and said excitedly, "My lord, these people are all heinous villains! They deserve what they deserve!"