I was clearly practicing martial arts, how did it become a magical power?

"This is Mr. Qin Yang."

"Mr. Qin, this is the village chief of Jiangxin Village, Zhao Jiang."

Meng Feng introduced the two parties to each other.

"Hello, Mr. Qin!"

The old village chief didn't know what position Qin Yang held, but seeing Meng Feng's attitude, he hurriedly saluted.

"You're welcome, village chief."

"Do you still have Zhao Jiang's fishing boat?"

Qin Yang got straight to the point.

"Captain Meng told us before, so we didn't dare to move it, so we just left it by the river."

Zhao Jiang said softly.

"Okay, let's go and take a look."

Qin Yang nodded softly.

Zhao Jiang led Qin Yang and others towards the boat.

Crackle~~~

When they got close to the river, a burst of dense firecrackers came from afar.

Also accompanied by some strange shouts.

Qin Yang looked over.

There was a smoky and burning place by the river.

You could vaguely see many people kneeling on the ground by the river.

A figure was dancing and making some strange noises.

Firecrackers kept burning, and the ground was densely covered with thin candles.

This scene.

Weird, mysterious. It seemed to have some kind of mysterious color.

It made Qin Yang feel like he had traveled back to a primitive and wild tribe.

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes: "Village chief, what are you doing?"

"People in the nearby villages think that it is the anger of the Water God that has caused people to disappear in Beijiang. Everyone decided to invite a witch to perform a ritual to eliminate the anger of the Water God."

Zhao Jiang looked at the smoky place and hesitated to speak.

But after saying this, he never spoke again.

"Gods and ghosts."

Qin Yang didn't want to pay attention to these.

The belief in ghosts and gods is deeply rooted in people's hearts, especially fishermen who make a living by fishing, who are more superstitious than ordinary people.

Just as they were about to leave.

"No!!!"

"Don't offer my child to the Water God!"

Suddenly.

A pale and thin woman rushed out and kowtowed to the witch.

"Xu, it was Zhao Hai who angered the Water Lord first!"

"Send your child to serve the Water Lord now, and the Water Lord's anger will be eliminated."

"If you dare to stop me again, I will sacrifice you to the Water Lord!"

The witch with a mysterious blue pattern on her face stretched out her finger and threatened loudly.

"Yes!"

"Stop making trouble!"

"Send the child to the Water Lord, and we can fish in peace!"

Some villagers said as a matter of course.

The woman pointed at the villagers and cursed: "Why don't you send your children to the Water Lord?!"

"Isn't it because you think that I am an orphan and a widow and easy to bully?!"

The villagers were angry and said: "What nonsense, it was your husband who angered the Water Lord first!"

"That's right! If it weren't for your family's evil deeds, how could so many people disappear?"

"Tie her up!" The witch screamed sharply.

A few tall and strong villagers heard the words and started to fight savagely.

The woman was thin, how could it be that the villagers did it? Even if she struggled desperately, it was useless. Her hands and feet were tied up, her mouth was covered, and then she was thrown aside like garbage.

The witch nodded with satisfaction, and began to dance again, holding a bunch of incense in her hands, and kept dancing the ancient primitive dance of praying to the gods.

Many villagers knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

Only the woman looked at all this in despair and powerlessness.

"Village chief, it seems that it is more than just a ritual."

Qin Yang stopped and narrowed his eyes.

Meng Feng also frowned.

He had heard of some ignorant and superstitious things, but he had never seen them with his own eyes.

Unexpectedly, he happened to see it this time.

"Sir, when the witch came, she said that it was Zhao Hai who angered the Water God. Zhao Hai's son must be offered to the Water God."

"Everyone in the village believes her, and I, an old man, can't stop them."

Zhao Jiang said helplessly.

"Can't stop them or just go with the flow?" Qin Yang smiled.

Zhao Jiang forced a smile: "Sir, we have been doing this for hundreds of years."

"Is that right?" Qin Yang asked seriously.

"Of course it is right."

"As long as the child is offered to the Water God, no one will disappear on the river."

The village chief nodded.

"I am very surprised. If there is really a Water God..."

"He got angry and harmed so many of you. You didn't blame him, but blamed a victim."

"Now you even want to offer someone else's child to the Water God."

"You only bully the weak and fear the strong, won't you resist?"

Qin Yang asked.

Treason!

Zhao Jiang wanted to point at Qin Yang's nose and say these four words.

That is a god, how can you, a mortal, accuse him?

But thinking of the size difference between the two sides, he still held back.

Even Meng Feng looked at him sideways.

He just felt that sacrificing living people was too cruel.

But this adult from the Patrol of the Sky dared to question even ghosts and gods?

At this time.

A child was brought over.

The child was blindfolded and didn't know what was going on.

But he seemed to hear his mother's voice and looked around.

"Don't be afraid, little friend."

"Just walk forward slowly."

"Your mother is waiting for you in front."

The witch smiled gently.

The child was ignorant, and when he heard this, he kept walking forward.

And in front is a mighty river.

The thin woman struggled wildly, trying to make a sound, but she could only watch as her child was bewitched and headed towards the river.

For her, this was undoubtedly the most horrific punishment in the world.

"Village chief, please watch carefully."

"Let's see who is right."

Qin Yang smiled slightly.

He walked towards the goddess.

Qin Yang's appearance alarmed the villagers and the goddess.

He has a strong build and fair skin, and feels as oppressive as the deep sea.

"Outlander."

"Don't come any closer!"

The goddess pointed at Qin Yang and screamed.

"Now I'm sacrificing to Suicune!"

"If the ritual fails and Suicune becomes angry, you will die without a burial place!"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "I just want to see if Shui Lord really exists."

"Of course Suicune is real!"

"You are blaspheming Suicune by saying this!"

Goddess accused.

"Yeah."

"I still want to try."

Qin Yang smiled.

"How do you want to try?"

"If you come any closer, Suicune will really want you."

Poof!

A blade of light slashed out like a wind blade.

The goddess was speechless.

She lowered her head.

He saw a drop of blood falling from his neck onto the soil.

Under the horrified eyes of all the villagers.

The goddess's head slowly slid down from her body.

Plop~

The head and body fell to the ground at the same time.

Blood spurted out from the broken part of his neck.

All the villagers were so frightened that they felt chills running down their spines and did not dare to make any move.

Qin Yang walked over, picked up the child, and then used the Ling Yue knife to cut off the rope on the woman's body.

"child!"

The woman hugged her child tightly and knelt down for Qin Yang.

"You don't have to kneel down."

Qin Yang said calmly.