The end of the world is coming, I became a card maker

The road was long and winding.

Large houses surrounded a hill from three directions, and there was a crooked small temple on the hill.

The whole hill was shrouded in a hazy light, making it difficult to see clearly.

The group was still some distance away from the small temple, but at this time, a seemingly solemn Luohan phantom slowly appeared. It sat cross-legged on the ground, closed its eyes and chanted. Its figure seemed to cover the small temple, making it easy for people who stayed nearby to notice its existence.

After taking a quick look, Huang Sheng couldn't help but want to go to the small temple, offer money and property, and worship.

At first, this idea was very faint.

But the closer to the small temple and the surrounding houses, the stronger this feeling became.

When they walked into the residential area, they could not help but walk towards the small earthen mound, and their minds were constantly occupied by the figure of the other party.

"It's really a trick." Huang Sheng muttered in a low voice, feeling both fearful and disgusted.

In Shilao Village, the power of incense is a very important power system.

This arhat who wants children wants them to believe in him and probably wants to take black money. No wonder the two sisters said it was a lewd temple.

They went door to door to ask for information about the crazy aunt.

The residents here have no communication with each other, and there is no smoke and fire.

They are also very indifferent to the outside world and are completely unwilling to cooperate. A group of people have been trying their best to control themselves from being influenced by the arhat, and they have been rejected repeatedly, which makes the black-robed man have the intention to kill.

"Isn't it the Arhat who prays for children? Why don't I see any elements related to having many children and having children here?"

Huang Sheng looked around. There are many customs and ways of praying for children in the folk.

But this place is strange. Obviously, many ordinary people come here for children, but there is no related arrangement in front of any house.

Jian Zhongguo snorted: "This group of people became puppets of this shit thing as soon as they came here. How can they know what they are here for? Praying for a fart!"

"Including those who came to take refuge, I suspect that everyone here may have been deeply affected by the Arhat who prays for children. They may look normal on the surface, but they can no longer get real freedom. That monster just put up a sign of praying for children to attract ignorant people outside!"

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with us, whether it is praying for children or giving children."

"How do we find the crazy aunt now?"

Huang Sheng felt a little impatient. If he had known it would be like this, he would have chopped the woman with a knife on the train.

"Let me try."

As soon as the voice of the controller eleven fell, two fist-sized black beetles fell from his sleeves and rushed into the two neighboring houses at a very fast speed.

Screams and exclamations were heard from the two families soon, but the sound disappeared immediately, and then two dull-looking people walked out stiffly.

The two black bugs were each hugged on the back of a person's head.

The controller eleven asked: "Where is the crazy aunt?"

The two said they didn't know, and the two black bugs fell off from them and crawled back into the sleeves of the controller eleven.

He continued to release beetles across several houses and continued to ask the people controlled by the black beetles inside.

"You guys follow him and see, he will probably fight with others in this way soon."

Huang Sheng said to the metal men, this place is not only home to ordinary people, but also evolvers.

As he spoke, his body turned towards the direction of the small mound, and his feet involuntarily walked towards the small temple. He quickly turned his body back and walked back again.

Huang Sheng looked at the phantom of the Arhat who was seeking a child, and he was already angry.

Using such a crude and shameless direct control method to create and manipulate believers and provide benefits for himself, what is the difference between this and the evil spirits that everyone wants to kill?

With the ability of ordinary people and ordinary evolvers, once they get close to this place, they will probably be directly controlled, lose their freedom, and gradually become the other party's incense tool.

When he thought of a force like Shi Lao Village, which placed such a thing in broad daylight but ignored it, his favorability towards this place also decreased a lot.

Sure enough, before two minutes, a fierce battle broke out in the distance.

Huang Sheng hurried over with the two women and happened to see a weird picture.

The black-robed people kept walking towards the small mound with their feet, while their upper bodies twisted as much as possible, controlling the props and fighting with the two opponents.

Two people and one

One was a gloomy old man, and the other was a short and ugly boy, both of them were full of murderous aura.

The old man held a bamboo stick in his hand, and fought against the black-robed man and several others alone as if he was in an empty space.

He only relied on a bamboo stick to fight against the props of everyone, and he was indifferent even when he was attacked by the soul.

The ugly boy was controlling two oblate stone plates in the back, and the stone plates whirred in the air and hit several people at high speed from time to time like a gyroscope.

This long-range attack was fast and sinister, and it looked difficult to defend.

If it weren't for the five of them having more people, props and methods, facing the old and young, I'm afraid someone would be injured.

Did they hit a tough guy?

"Can you ask for information? Do they not know or don't want to say?" Huang Sheng asked Kong Eleven, and at the same time turned his legs back again.

"Refusing to cooperate." Kong Eleven replied.

Huang Sheng grabbed the tuning fork Mianmian and knocked at the ugly boy who was concentrating on controlling the two stone plates behind him, while his figure was as agile as a ghost and dodging several long-range props.

Amid a series of crisp ding-dong sounds, the ugly boy was nimbly dodging a flying hook from Jian Zhongguo.

As a result, he just rushed out and his face turned pale in an instant. Then, the figure who should have easily dodged the flying hook fell directly to the ground, and the flying hook was hooked on his neck.

Seeing that Huang Sheng didn't say anything, Jian Zhongguo immediately pulled the flying hook back violently.

A tile flew out of the boy's hand, and after a crackling sound, he got up and fled back in a thrilling way, and the flying hook also flew back.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!

Huang Sheng, who was in a bad mood, took the tuning fork Mianmian and knocked it madly.

The ugly boy who had just put away the stone plate props immediately screamed madly, and blood spurted out of his ears, nose and mouth.

The old man also threw away the weapon in his hand, covered his head and howled, rolling on the ground in a miserable state.

Ling Zhen ran over to pick up the bamboo stick and returned to Huang Sheng.

Huang Sheng took a glance and found that this was a blue prop, just like the twin bone swords he had obtained before, both of which had their own skills for the corresponding weapons and the effect of increasing the user's strength and speed.

This is a good thing! Just give it to Sima Xiao as a gift.

The two people were tied together by the nosy rope. Due to the intense soul attack in a short period of time, they were in a daze at this time, as if they had become demented.

Kong Shiyi threw out two insects the size of a fingernail.

The two insects crawled onto the foreheads of the two people, and the slender tail needles pierced in fiercely.

The next moment, the two insects fell to the ground and died, and then the bodies were eaten by Kong Shiyi's other insects.

The two people with a small section of tail needles on their foreheads also woke up faintly and temporarily recovered their spirits.

"Where is Crazy Auntie?"

Huang Sheng asked, "If you can't tell me what I want to know, I'll turn you into fools right away."

The worried old man's worried look became more and more intense. He trembled and pointed at the two or three wooden houses farthest from the small earthen mound, and even kindly added, "Crazy Auntie has many husbands, you have to be careful..."

"You two are just asking for trouble, and the props I took away are your punishment."

After leaving a word, Huang Sheng released two mechanical bugs to go ahead and explore the information, and several people slowly moved towards there.

Soon after the mechanical bugs flew back, he checked the video information he had taken.

There were three simple wooden houses in total, one of which was where Crazy Auntie and her child lived, and the remaining two were home to seven or eight men and women. Judging from their appearance, they were all evolvers, and the middle-aged woman was among them.

Are all these people Crazy Auntie's husbands?

Huang Sheng really couldn't understand the message in this sentence, but it didn't matter. He didn't come here to gossip or explore secrets. What weird secrets these people had had had nothing to do with him.