Zhou Fan took a measurement and found that the giant knife was three feet three inches long and one foot wide, which was exactly what he wanted. He flicked the blade with his fingers, and there was a dull abnormal sound, which did not sound like the sound of gold and iron.

"This knife has been abandoned for a long time, and I don't know which craftsman made it at the whim." Lu Kui shook his head with a smile.

There are many warriors in the strength section who like to use heavy weapons, but many of them use copper hammers, long-handled broadswords, etc. Such weapons with short handles and long blades are rarely used, because the length of the wheel is not as long as that of a spear and a long blade. A large knife with a handle, its destructive power is not as good as a blunt weapon such as a copper hammer.

So from Lu Kui's point of view, these weapons look good, but few people use them.

"I think it's not bad." Zhou Fan waved the giant saber in his hand. The big saber's slash only brought a very subtle wind noise, but it gave people a sense of fierceness.

Obviously, although the giant knife is heavy, this weight has no effect on Zhou Fan now.

"I don't know what happened to Luo Cunzheng?" Zhou Fan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly asked.

Luo Kaitian is jumping and scolding his mother.

After he returned from the camp to the village with Wushen Shen, he asked people to gather everyone in the village to the round altar as much as possible.

After Luo Kaitian's announcement, almost all the villagers gathered.

Because the Wei drum had already sounded, people in the village were already panicking, and now Luo Xitian asked them to come over, many people guessed that it was probably related to the sound of the Wei drum.

Luo Kaitian raised his voice and told everyone about the ghost's marriage.

After listening to it, after a little silence, the crowd under the round altar erupted into a roar, and the villagers all started talking.

Standing on the round altar, Luo Kaitian let the fear ferment in the crowd for a while, and then he waved his hand, and after the people below were completely quiet, he shouted loudly: "Although ghost welcoming relatives is scary, it is not impossible. deal with."

"Now there is a way. As long as thirty-two people sit in the black sedan chair, Ghost Yingqin will carry their 'bride' away..."

Listening to Luo Kaitian's words, the villagers all turned their heads to look at each other, with different expressions on their faces.

"So now we need to gather 32 people who are willing to sacrifice for Sanqiu. Anyone who is willing to sacrifice will never be treated badly in the village. The specific sacrifice money is..." Luo Haetian said while feeling distressed, this is already a deduction For all the expenses this year, the village can provide the most sacrificed money.

But even so, after Luo Kaitian finished speaking, the villagers below all fell silent, and some even had a look of vigilance on their faces, beware that someone would push him out, everyone knew that this was equivalent to death.

Luo Kaitian waited for a while, and finally had an old man with white hair and beard, leaning on crutches, stood up tremblingly and said: "It is God's blessing that I can live to this age, and it is estimated that I will not live long, so let me This old bone is doing his last for the village, and he deserves to die."

The old man's family had a sad look on their faces. Before the old man came out, his attitude was quite firm. It was useless for their juniors to persuade them.

"Third Taigong Gaoyi, I thank you on behalf of everyone in Sanqiu Village." Luo Xitian bowed to the old man, and he shouted again, "Anything else?"

Soon three more old people slowly stood up, all of them with a short lifespan.

But this was far from enough. The rest of the people watched silently. Even the villagers who didn't have much life left didn't come out due to various considerations.

Luo Haetian's voice was hoarse and useless. There was a wrinkle behind him and he looked at it deeply. He didn't dare to threaten, and he didn't want to threaten. In the end, he just asked the villagers to go back and think about it. Come here to find him within an hour.

The villagers left with their own thoughts in mind.

When Yi Yimu and Gui Feng returned home, Gui Feng said anxiously, "That ghost greets relatives so well, will Afan be in danger in the patrol team?"

Zhou Yimu comforted softly: "Afan is now the vice-captain, and his strength is also very strong, so he will be fine."

Gui Feng paced up and down the house, her face was filled with deep worry, which was a strange thing that could make the Wei drum squeak, "Yimu, do you think there can be thirty-two people in the village? If not , isn't the village coming to an end?"

Yi Yimu frowned and said, "The only people in the village who are willing to stand up now are the elderly, but there are not many elderly people in the village. As for other people with a short lifespan, they will have all kinds of concerns. If they want to gather the thirty-two people who volunteered to sacrifice, I am afraid it is not. Very likely."

Gui Feng's face paled and said: "If no one comes out voluntarily, will the village be forced to recruit? If it is forced to recruit, it must be a short-lived species in the village. Afan's lifespan is only four years, then Afan..."

Yi Yimu interrupted: "Don't think too much, Afan is a warrior in the village and the vice-captain of the patrol team. How could he not be his turn?"

Guifeng said anxiously, "But Afan's lifespan is too short after all. What if they think Afan is worthless and insist on pushing Afan out to sit on the sedan chair?"

Yi Yimu smiled bitterly and said, "Don't scare yourself~lightnovelpub.net~ Nothing is clear now, let's take a look at it first."

Gui Feng fell silent. After a while, she showed determination and suddenly said, "If they want to push Afan to his death, then I will go back for Afan, and Afan can't have an accident."

"Nonsense!" Zhou Yimu snorted lowly, "It really got to the point where I am the head of the family, so I will replace Afan, not you!"

Guifeng's eyes turned red and said, "Yimu, I can't live without you at home."

"It won't work without anyone in the family, but if I really want to sacrifice, I can only go." Yi Yimu said in a serious tone, "If it really gets to that bad step, after I die, you can find a suitable opportunity to tell him about it. Where."

Gui Feng just kept silent.

Yi Yimu said slowly: "Don't worry, things may not get to that point, the camp is definitely not allowed to enter at this time, I will go to the round altar to see the situation, you stay at home, lest Afan come back and find no one."

"At this time, if Afan goes home, there must be a change in things. If he can't find us, he will definitely be very anxious."

Gui Feng softly agreed.

Zhou Yimu went out and walked near the round altar. The round altar was deserted, and there were only a dozen or so eager to find out the news like him.

Yi Yimu asked someone to ask. Half an hour has passed, and there are only five people willing to stand up and sacrifice.

Time passed slowly, Luo Kaitian jumped anxiously on the round altar, but was wrinkled deeply and stood like a piece of wood, not anxious at all because of the scarcity of people.

Seeing that two hours had passed, there were only eleven people willing to sacrifice in the end. Luo Xitian was frustrated and angrily scolded: "They are all people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. If this is the case, then let's die together!"