Chapter 117: Cleanup
Gu Mingde gave the order and everyone started moving. They did not rush out at once, but one group moved first, and after they had gone a distance, the next group followed, and they also had some cover for each other.
After the person in front has gone up a distance, he will stop for a while to observe and then continue. Every time he stops, he will leave a conspicuous mark, especially at the turning point, so that he can retreat later and the people behind can catch up.
Chen Chuan's group came up last, but they advanced very quickly. By the time he moved, the first group had already entered the village.
This group of people were cautious at first, but were surprised to find that there was no one near the village gate, and the people in the village had no defenses at all against this place.
After entering, we found that a large group of villagers were gathered in the open space in front of the old temple, kowtowing with their backs to that direction. Among them was a shaman-like man who was kowtowing and singing in a long and strange manner with his arms outstretched. What was even more strange was that the drum sounds were actually made by them hitting the drums with their heads. The whole scene seemed absurd and strange.
However, it was precisely because of this fanatical atmosphere that they were completely unaware of the people who had sneaked in.
Many of the clients were cheered up and secretly praised Chen Chuan's judgment. It was indeed the most appropriate time to come up, which made it very convenient for them to take action.
They nodded to each other and slowly moved away, each looking for a suitable position. When the next group arrived, there were about twenty people in total. They each picked up their bows and crossbows and started shooting at these people.
Judging from the situation of the Flying Head Cult stronghold that was previously breached, these people have been immersed in the long-term influence of the Flying Head Monster and there is no possibility of saving them. They will madly attack everyone they see except the Flying Head Cult members, so this time we must take ruthless action.
The people in the back were shot down by arrows one by one. The people in the front finally realized that something was wrong. They turned around, looked behind them with red eyes, and then rushed over with roars.
But it was useless. As more and more clients came in, they spread out to both sides, advancing forward in an arc. At this time, they no longer cared about the noise and began to pull out their pistols and shoot one by one.
There were people in the back holding rifles and casting nets ready to guard against flying heads that might appear at any time. For a moment, there was a burst of gunfire in the village.
However, even after knocking down all the believers in sight, no heads were seen. These clients immediately stepped forward to shoot again. Then two of them came to the entrance of the old temple and looked inside. But as they did so, the two men suddenly paused and fell to the ground.
The teammate behind was startled and was about to go forward when he was stopped by someone behind him, who said hurriedly, "Don't go up!"
Just a moment later, the people behind were shocked to find that the two teammates had climbed up again, but their eyes had turned red like those of the villagers, and they took out the daggers at their waists and stabbed them.
Fortunately, their attack was completely disorganized and they were quickly subdued by the people behind them. But even so, they were still struggling there, shouting and yelling.
Looking at them, everyone's expression changed slightly. Even though they knew the problem was not serious, they did not want to become like this.
A captain said, "Let's all step back. Expert Chen is waiting there to deal with the situation." Everyone agreed and stepped back in a large circle.
Chen Chuan and Gu Mingde's group had already entered the village. Seeing how easily they broke in without even using the smoke bombs they had prepared, Gu Mingde was surprised and asked, "There's no one left to guard the gate?"
Chen Chuan thought this was normal. There was no logic to this kind of maddening nonsense. Loyalty wasn't absolute, it was absolute disloyalty. Anyone who dared not kowtow during a sacrifice would have been chopped off long ago.
He observed that there were about seventy or eighty people who fell on the scene, almost all of them were middle-aged men. There was no woman, child or old man to be seen. This was very abnormal for a village. Thinking of the flying heads that had just come out, he shook his head.
At this time, a client hurried over and told Gu Mingde about the situation ahead.
Gu Mingde looked very serious and turned to look at Chen Chuan. "Expert Chen, what do you think?"
Chen Chuan said, "Leave the rest to me. There are probably a lot of flying head monsters inside. If they fly out, I might not be able to stop them all. Captain Gu, be careful."
Gu Mingde said: "As long as the weapons in our hands can deal with it, we can deal with it."
Chen Chuan agreed. As long as one could maintain their sanity, ordinary flying heads wouldn't be difficult to deal with. "By the way, Captain Gu, could you please lend me a few more guns?"
Gu Mingde handed his unfired pistol to him without hesitation, then stretched out his hand. His assistant Pan Zhong and a commissioned team member at the back came up and each handed their pistol to him, then turned it around, pointed the muzzle downwards, and handed it to Chen Chuan.
Chen Chuan took it and inserted it into the waist strap of his gown. Just as he was about to go in, Gu Mingde stopped him again, took out a capsule plate from his arms, and handed it to him: "Expert Chen, take this with you too."
Chen Chuan took a look and saw that it was a tablet of "Ningxin Pills", a medicine prepared according to the previous advice of the consultant of the Government Affairs Department. It is usually placed under the tongue to effectively stabilize the mind, and can be swallowed in critical moments to effectively keep the mind clear.
This thing can't be said to be useless. It's actually quite effective against one or two flying heads, which has been proven before. However, against a group of flying heads and the source of flying heads, the effect may be limited. However, he still took it and said, "Thank you."
Gu Mingde said solemnly, "Expert Chen, be careful. If something is wrong, please withdraw and come back to find a solution."
Chen Chuan nodded and said, "It may take more than a day to deal with the flying head monster. I may come out to get the sacrifices before each sacrifice. Please be sure to be prepared."
Gu Mingde had already heard him explain some of the necessary conditions before, and said solemnly, "Expert Chen, we will definitely prepare them."
Chen Chuan pulled the Xuejun Sword out of its scabbard, and then walked towards the entrance of the old temple. As he got closer, faint signs of emptiness appeared on the body of his "second self", which was not as strong as he had imagined, and was not much different from when he was at the foot of the mountain just now.
At this time, he took out the topaz that Cheng Zitong had given him and looked at it. He saw that some places on the edge had turned slightly black. It seemed that this thing had indeed blocked some damage.
He put it away again and walked inside.
Gu Mingde and others looked at his figure gradually disappearing into the shadow with serious expressions. The source of the flying head could not be killed by just piling up numbers. It could only be solved by experts.
After Chen Chuan walked inside, he saw that this was a small path carved out of the mountain wall. There were cracked stone slabs under his feet, and lamp stands were nailed on both walls.
After walking seven or eight meters, I saw about six people lined up in two rows, shoulder to shoulder, lying there and kowtowing towards the inside, muttering something in their mouths. They seemed to be unaware of what was happening outside.
But Chen Chuan's entry seemed to have triggered something. They all jumped up from their positions, making angry roars and incoherent curses.
Chen Chuan looked at these people rushing towards him, and simply held his sword in front of him, blocking the entire passage, and then pushed these people forward.
These people were scrambling to move forward, but they couldn't form a joint force. The person in the front had arms and legs that were too short to reach Chen Chuan, so he could only be pushed back by him.
After walking about three or four meters, they entered the hall of the old temple. At this moment, Chen Chuan gently exerted his strength, and a burst of force burst out. These people immediately flew out in a fan-shaped pattern, falling to the ground one by one, unable to get up. They looked intact on the surface, but their internal organs and bones were all damaged, and they had completely lost their fighting ability.
At this time, Chen Chuan looked up and saw that it was an empty dome-shaped building. It should have been made by artificial transformation using natural caves. However, it was full of holes and there were many smelly puddles on the ground.
At the very top, there are several large holes, from which the sunlight shines in. Those flying-headed monsters should have flown out from there.
Right in front, where the statue of the god should have been placed, there was a large gauze curtain hanging from above. There seemed to be a vague shadow inside. The flying heads were all here, and occasionally one or two of them flew around in the hall.
On the altar in front, there were piles of pig, sheep and suspected human limbs. Many flying heads were crowded together gnawing and pushing each other. Bloody, half-broken internal organs could be seen hanging from the edges.
Seeing this scene, his eyes flashed with coldness. He immediately took out his halberd and started shooting at the flying heads. The flying heads were immediately frightened and flew away in a panic.
He emptied the magazine in one breath, then took out the pistols given by Gu Mingde and others, and fired in succession. After all four guns were used up, six flying heads fell to the ground one after another.
At this time, as if seeing the gunshots stop, the remaining flying heads rushed towards him together.
Chen Chuan took a deep breath, threw away the pistol, and waited until the flying heads were almost in front of him, as if to cover his figure, when a bright knife light suddenly appeared, followed by a series of sounds of the knife cutting through withered skin and bones!
When the light faded, he still maintained the posture of raising his knife, and the flying heads that had originally surrounded him had fallen to the ground. One of them seemed to be frightened and turned back, but before it could go far, it suddenly tilted and fell to the ground, instantly breaking into two pieces, leaving only a little bit of bone and skin at the top still connected.
At this moment, Chen Chuan noticed that the emptiness on the second me seemed to have deepened a little, but it was not very serious. It should be the effect of the topaz.
However, it seemed that two flying heads ran away just now, but they were just ordinary flying heads, and there were not many of them. Gu Mingde and others should be able to deal with them.
He glanced at the gauze curtain in front of him, first replaced the magazine of the halberd gun, and then picked up the knife and rushed forward.
Outside, the commissioned personnel had been prepared. When they heard the strange screams coming from inside, they knew that a flying-headed monster might have rushed out.
Dozens of guns and bows of all sizes were aimed at the entrance and exit of the old temple. After a while, two black spots were seen flying out from inside. There was no need to pay attention, and the sound of gunfire rang out. In addition to pistols, there were also many shotguns. This made it impossible for the two flying heads to escape. They were almost smashed to pieces as soon as they reached the outside. Even the nearby walls had holes in them, and when they fell to the ground, it was impossible to tell what they were.
Gu Mingde took a look and saw the flying head running out. This was good news, indicating that Chen Chuan was making smooth progress.
In the old temple, Chen Chuan had slowly walked into the curtain. At this moment, he heard the sound of chewing, so he slowly stretched out his knife and lifted the curtain. The flying head inside immediately stopped chewing and turned around to look at him.
After seeing it clearly, his eyes narrowed slightly.
The flying heads seen before all had terrifying faces, and were obviously monsters at a glance, but this flying head turned out to be a charming woman with eyebrows like makeup, red lips, rippling eyes, and waterfall-like black hair spread out on the altar. When she saw him coming, her autumn-water-like eyes turned to him.
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(End of this chapter)
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