These people were bare-handed and had various tattoos on their bodies. Most of them were quite thin and had no energy on their bodies. They were like livestock raised in captivity, numb and listless.

Some people have gray hair, walk slowly, and even swaying, with a waxy face that looks like life is about to come to an end.

Amuro felt like a stone was pressed down in his heart, and he felt so uncomfortable.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person is upright and youthful. He has clearly turned into the face of an old man because of his best years.

Instead of trying to communicate with them, he rushed back to Ah Hu's residence.

Kamikawa Shun is still there, God knows what he has done during the time he has been sending Hoshino.

That child is not worry-free at all...

Mitsukawa did not enter Amuro to make trouble with imagination, he just wandered around someone else's house.

There are fewer women in this village than he thought, and they are in extreme condition.

They only eat a small amount of food every day and lie in bed the rest of the time to reduce their physical energy consumption.

When they heard the sound of Shangkawa Shun entering the door, they didn't even have the strength to get up and see who it was.

This is actually not difficult to understand. The men in this village are all thin, let alone women?

When Amuro came back, he saw that it was a very bad mood at Kazukawa. His whole body was covered with a low pressure, as if everyone was about to fall to the ground in the next second.

"What's wrong?"

"I saw something bad."

Tomo Amuro didn't ask what it was, it was definitely not a good thing.

"The people in the ancestral hall have begun to disperse, we should do it at about two o'clock."

"good."

Although it was noon, there was no trace of the dark clouds in the sky that were about to scatter.

The ancestral hall slowly passed by, and the great witch stood up from the platform and walked out of the canteen slowly.

The wooden door behind him closed with a snap, and the animal skin with messy lines emitted a faint green light.

He slowly walked back to his room, where an old-fashioned cell phone was glowing.

He glanced at the message he received and deleted it expressionlessly.

As time passed, the village, which was quite messy, fell into silence.

Guaikawa Shin looked at Ah Hu who was knocked out of bed. He looked at Anmuro Toru, pushed open the door and walked out. The two of them divided into two groups, one was responsible for the east and the other was responsible for the west.

"Be careful, and evacuate quickly when you encounter danger." Amuro Toru instructed.

"The same is true for you." Kurakawa nodded, and then the two of them scattered.

Most of the people in the village are trapped in sleep. Without consuming only physical strength, sleeping is the best way to slow down physical energy consumption.

Most of these houses are simple and practical. There are no various rooms inside, and the bedroom is opened with the door. There is an old wooden bed on the corner of the bedroom, and people who are resting are lying on the bed with their clothes.

It is not easy to fall asleep in extreme hunger. But they ate a little bit at noon, although it was not enough to be fully full, but at least they had something in their stomachs. This feeling of fullness was enough to allow them to enter sleep.

Shangchuan quietly pushed the door into the house without hesitation, walked to the bed with a expressionless face, and knocked a knife between the erect neck and shoulders of the sleeping person, knocking him unconscious.

He entered each door, and his hands were not stopped all the way, both men and women, without any resistance.

There are many of these people who are not asleep, but under the super force of Shangchuan Shun, they were knocked out before they could make any sound.

The situation in Tomo Amuro is similar, but due to his personality problems, he did not start as cleanly as the legendary ones when he started. Occasionally, he would wake people up because he was too light.

But the next second the opponent was about to wake up, the second first knife had already hit.

The two of them walked along the way, and the village was silent all the way.

Finally, they gathered in front of the ancestral hall, and behind the ancestral hall was the residence of the great witch.

"Are all done?"

"Um."

“Check what you will use.”

“Take all of them.”

The things that Shun Kawakawa brought were quite complete. In addition to the bulletproof vest he was wearing, he also had two pistols on his waist, and basically brought some hidden weapons that could be used.

In addition, he also prepared an anesthesia gun. The anesthesia needle of this anesthetic gun was provided by Dr. Agasa and is said to be able to anesthetize anesthesia.

It's just a pity that his needle is the same as Conan's watch, with only one shot.

Although it is said that it can numb the elephant, Kamikawa Shun did not rely too much on this anesthesia gun. After all, the pain can stimulate the nerves to a considerable extent and thus slow down the anesthesia effect.

Of course, the most realistic point is that Katsukawa Shin feels that this drunk needle can't penetrate the other party's skin recently.

If the prick cannot penetrate the skin, how can anesthesia take effect?

After the inspection, the two did not go to the Great Witch's residence as soon as possible. They pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is the largest building in this village, but its structure is also very simple.

Shun Kawakawa's eyes remained on the windows used for lighting on both sides of the wall. The window was not very open, and two beams of light shone in from the windows on both sides, giving this dim ancestral hall a little visibility.

He looked at the animal skin hanging in the center of the wall that almost covered the entire wall.

The animal skin was painted with lines like ghost painting talismans. These lines seemed to be painted with some fluorescent material, emitting a faint green light in this dim room.

“Are these lines the gods they believe in?”

Although there are all kinds of 8 million gods in Japan, it is unprecedented to believe in a bunch of lines.

Tomo Amuro was also looking at this animal skin, but he saw more.

"These are not lines, these are all kinds of animals that overlap."

Kurakawa raised his eyebrows and then carefully observed for a while, "In other words, is this a picture of thousands of beasts?"

His thoughts suddenly dissipated, and then he became a little malicious.

"What happens if you say I burn it?"

There is no statue of god in this village, but it believes in a totem. According to the routine of some fantasy novels he has read before, this kind of thing is generally a carrier of faith, a receiver and a storage device.

Once destroyed, it will cause a big blow to the other side of the connection.

Although this is mainly a world of reasoning, many things are inseparable from each other.

Burn this thing, maybe it will have some unexpected results.

Of course, it may also cause counter-effects, such as triggering the boss's tyranny.

"It's burned, no matter what it will happen."

Toru Amuro also wanted to burn this thing. He had no awe of these strange gods, and some of them were just disgusted.

As for the consequences that will occur after burning this thing...
Chapter completed!