Don't throw rubbish into the river of the river god!

Even though He Qinglan had already guessed from the filthy aura in the rascal family and these few villagers that the entire Linhe Village might have been polluted with filth, seeing with his own eyes the people who were full of all kinds of dark and negative energy When he was in the village, he still felt a little shaken in his heart.

What kind of evil would it take to gather so much filth that it could cover an entire village?

If a person's good and evil are judged according to how much filth they are contaminated with, then maybe everyone in this village... will not die well.

Even the well-informed Shui Wuyuan raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this village. He has been in the world for a long time, and he has seen many dark and dirty places for thousands of years. This level of pollution It is not the most prosperous, but for a small village with only a few hundred people, this kind of filth is very unusual.

Big Brother Shui immediately taunted: "This level... an average of three or five times per person."

The villagers of Linhe Village who were leading the way in front of him didn't understand, so they asked, "Why does one person do three or five times?"

Of course, it is enough for you to suddenly die three or five times.

Shui Wuyuan smiled: "You heard it wrong, I said that your village doesn't look poor, is every household a two-story building?"

The leading middle-aged villager first smiled and then waved his hands: "How much is a house in the countryside worth? If the land is yours, why don't you just build it?"

"And I still want to thank the kind people who built a paper mill in our village. Now most of the people in the village work in the paper mill. Although it is a bit hard, it is still enough to earn a living."

He Qinglan glanced at the talking villager after hearing the words, "The kind-hearted person" Xia Youyu probably doesn't need your thanks at all, and just wants to send you to the police.

"And what if you have a house in the village? You are the richest man in Huazhou, and there is no shortage of houses, but those of us in the village don't want to go to the county town or even the city to buy a house?" The middle-aged villager took a puff of cigarette and smashed his mouth: "Now those female dolls all have their eyes in the sky. They can't live after they build a house in the village. You have to have a house in the county to get married."

"...Hmph, if it wasn't for carrying on the family line, what's the use of those girls? Now they're still provoking it."

He realized something was wrong and quickly changed the subject after speaking: "But the richest man, if you come, the boy and the house in the village will be settled? Hahaha, the village chief's house is in front of you! We will take you there, Then let the village head take you to see the paper mill."

The villagers who lead the way don't need to point out which house is the village chief's house, He Qinglan can determine the location of the village chief's house only by the filthy air-those filthy airs are not completely immobile, they are all in the house. Slowly rotating around a small building.

Before reaching the village chief's house, He Qinglan noticed another strange thing about the village during this section of the road—there were many dogs in the village.

It is very common for villagers to keep dogs. The housekeepers can even catch mice occasionally. The native dogs are not picky about what to eat and they are quite easy to raise.

But the dogs raised in Linhe Village were different. He Qinglan clearly remembered that they had passed seven or eight small two-story buildings along this road, and there were one or two dogs lying in front of each small building.

Those dogs did not have a fixed color, but without exception, they were all large dogs with a length of nearly one meter.

It stands to reason that when strangers enter the village, the loyal dog that guards the house will always bark a few times as a warning, but among the dozen or so large dogs that He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan walked along the road, none actively barked. .

It wasn't a docile or timid tranquility. From the moment He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan appeared, these big dogs turned their heads and locked them. How long did He Qinglan walk from the village entrance to the village chief's house? The big dogs just stared at them quietly for a long time.

If it weren't for the gurgling water around and the deliberately ingratiating voices of a few villagers leading the way, such a scene would be enough to make people feel chills and sweat on their foreheads.

At this time, Xia Youyu and Shan Wu, who had already put on their masks and sunglasses and were fully armed, also parked their cars in the open space of the village parking lot.

Xia Youyu looked at the villagers outside the car door waiting for them to get out of the car, obviously wanting to monitor them along the way and the dog they were leading, and felt really chills in his heart.

"Brother Shan, I have been to this village a few times before, and every time I come, I feel very uncomfortable. The point is those dogs, Brother Shan, you must pay attention to them, these vicious dogs will really bite people to death."

When he was arguing with the village head at the village head's house before, he was suddenly bitten by the big wolf dog of the village head's house. If he hadn't reacted quickly and dodged in time, he probably didn't just have a piece of meat bitten off, but It will be bitten by the neck.

The mountain witch turned to look at the people and dogs outside the car, with an obvious look of disgust on his resolute and steady face.

It's true that people are not like humans and dogs are not like dogs, each of them carries bad luck and filth.

"Tsk, Ah He probably wants to close his eyes right now."

The mountain witch muttered.

Xia Youyu: "What?"

"It's okay, let's go to the village head's house together."

It's better for them to act together, so that they can fight in groups.

He Qinglan really wanted to close his eyes at this time, not only because of those vicious dogs with a strong filthy smell and a pungent smell of blood, but also because of the smiling face in front of him, who looked benevolent by himself, but should be violent on the spot. The dead old village chief.

This person's soul is so filthy and ugly that it's hard for him to stay in the same room with him, and even looking at him feels dirty.

"Hehe, welcome, I really didn't expect you, Mr. Shui, to be able to..."

Just when the old village chief was ready to take a step forward, He Qinglan took a step back, closed his eyes, turned his head and left.

He Qinglan's movements were too abrupt, instantly drawing the eyes of everyone in the room to him.

The old village chief's heart skipped a beat when he saw this overly handsome young man. Regardless of his appearance, this young man gave him a very bad feeling, as if... fire meets water, and there is a feeling of restraint.

"This gentleman, you,"

"Stop talking, you're ugly to me."

"I'm going out slowly."

Many small question marks collectively appeared above the heads of the important people in the village, but the old village head's eyes turned cold, and he raised his eyes to look at the two tall villagers standing at the door.

So as soon as He Qinglan walked to the door of the house, four ferocious vicious dogs blocked there. They stared at He Qinglan with their dark eyes, whined and even salivated uncontrollably.

Obviously, as long as He Qinglan dared to walk out of this door, they would pounce on him without hesitation.

At this time, the other villagers sitting in the living room of the village chief's house showed some complacent and mocking expressions on their faces.

They just waited for this good-looking little boy to scream for help, full of ugly looks.They even took a look at Shui Wuyuan, so what if he is the richest man in Huazhou?

Since he dared to enter their Linhe Village alone without any bodyguards, he had to shed a layer of skin here before leaving.

After all, their village is a great fortune village with the "blessing of the gods".

The villagers in the living room were all waiting for He Qinglan to run back screaming, but He Qinglan stood at the door facing the four vicious dogs without any panic. His eyes that had just been closed slowly opened, and a blue streamer of light across his eyes.

He looked at the vicious dogs and repeated: "Go away, you are so ugly to me."

He took a step forward, but the vicious dog that was supposed to pounce on him seemed to have been frightened by something extremely powerful and fell to the ground one after another, not to mention barking at He Qinglan, they even ran away with their tails between their legs The strength seems to be gone.

"how can that be?!"

All the ferocious dogs fed with flesh and blood in the village suddenly fell to the ground. Does this kid have any special powers? !

The expressions of the villagers in the house where the old god was present suddenly changed, but Shui Wuyuan looked at He Qinglan's back and laughed at this moment. He turned around and walked out, saying:

"How is this impossible? This guy is the most ugly and beautiful. To be honest, you are really ugly to him."

Ugly both in appearance and in soul.

The vicious dog didn't stop He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan, and the two no longer had the desire to say a word to the wicked people in this village.

They went straight to the paper mill in the innermost part of the village, making the villagers watching their actions feel inexplicably anxious.

"Village chief! What should I do about this?"

"These two people seem to be a bit evil. They are going to the paper mill. Should we stop them?"

"How to stop? Did we go up and tie them up ourselves? The other one didn't say anything, but Shui Wuyuan is a celebrity that everyone knows! If something happened to him in our village, it would be useless even with the blessing of the gods! And Even the vicious dogs can't deal with them, so why don't we just release the devil crows?"

"The magic crow was released last night, and it hasn't come back yet." The village head stood at the door and stared at the backs of He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan with gloomy eyes: "Go and stare at them and see what they are doing for the sewage from the paper mill They came here for our factory and land."

The old village head didn't believe that Shui Wuyuan would come to invest in their village for no reason. Now that it was clear that the visitor was not good, he hoped that Shui Wuyuan was really for the sewage, not for foreign aid that the Xia family boy begged for.

"...Being defensive is essential." The old village chief narrowed his eyes again: "You go and follow them, and I will ask the gods to bless you."

When everyone heard the last four words of the old village chief, their eyes lit up and they heaved a sigh of relief, as if they could solve everything in front of them as long as they asked the gods to bless them.

At this time, He Qinglan and Shui Wuyuan had come to the deepest part of the village, and saw the paper mill that was built by the river and used three outfalls to continuously discharge gray-black sewage into the river.

It was humming and roaring, black smoke was coming out of the chimney, and the relatively clear river water flowed in from its diversion port. After a series of operations, it turned into a black water flow full of impurities and was discharged from the drain port.

Like a mechanical behemoth squatting by the river.

Taking this dirty mechanical giant as the boundary, its downstream water volume has been reduced by half, the riverbed is surrounded by pungent and sedimented pulp waste, toxic sewage is mixed into the clear water, and the corpses of fish and shrimp are piled up on the bank and stink.

He Qinglan stood by the river and only glanced at it, as if time stood still for the entire river.