Luoluo, Lianxi and Catherine were obviously very excited, shuttled between the stores and purchased items for the New Year.

I heard from them that a New Year party was going to be held because there were particularly many fighting psychics this year, as well as Cheng Mo and Li Jianjian who have become reserves.

Li Jianjian mixed between them with a thick face, giving his opinions with excitement.

Cheng Mo was surprised to hear that there were particularly many people?

There are only ten of them, even if you add No. 9 and I, there are less than fifteen.

These combat abilities are the key. Whether it is patrolling new areas, eliminating the source of sin, or escorting the logistics team, they are their jobs, and there are very few people.

Cheng Mo was really curious about the screening mechanism of the psychic person who punished him, so why can't he expand the number of people in large quantities?

I'm afraid that only Chuxue can answer this question, but she is unwilling to say more to herself.

While walking around slowly, Cheng Mo and Chuxue's eyes flashed at the same time. They saw a man wearing a sports hat waving to them at the corner of the street.

Cheng Mo recognized that it was one of the little blacks, but now he has changed into an ordinary outfit.

No one else noticed that Xiao Hei was just summoning Chuxue.

"You guys keep browsing yours."

She left a word and left. The corner of the street was a blind spot for surveillance. Her figure also avoided surveillance with the cover of the crowd and objects and quickly moved closer.

Cheng Mo raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that Chuxue did not trust these lords in the safety zone, otherwise why would he avoid their sight so carefully?

Their conversation on the corner of the street was very brief, and soon the first snow came back silently.

"What happened?" Yan Luo asked, and Mo Yu also looked over with inquiring eyes.

"There was an abnormal situation in a low-risk area. When Xiao Hei went to trade materials, he heard from the people there. I hope we can investigate it."

Chuxue glanced at the few people in front of him who were shopping excitedly and whispered: "This task is not difficult, just go with me alone."

"Then I'll go." Cheng Mo said immediately. He didn't want to stay in such a crowded place. Compared to what Li Jianjian said, "helping others" he was more interested in fighting.

"I'm too..." Mo Yu was about to say that he would go together, but Chuxue interrupted her.

"You don't follow me this time. Actually, you still like to play with everyone, so be bold and take a look with them."

Seeing that Mo Yu was still hesitating, Chuxue rarely smiled: "It's okay, we can come back soon."

Mozhen has no doubt about this matter, and it will be basically no problem if she takes action.

"Okay..." Mo Yu compromised.

"Then I can go with me, right? I haven't come out during this period and my legs are about to rust." Yan Luo suddenly said.

"Yes." Chuxue didn't stop him this time, and it could be seen that Yan Luo had been unable to stay any longer.

So Cheng Mo and Yan Luo left the second area with Chu Xue and went straight to the twenty-seventh area where the incident occurred.

Mo Yu stayed behind and told the others.

...

The chaos of time and space transmission are not a wonderful thing.

Just now, he was in the city where night was deep, and the sky was shining brightly in front of him in the blink of an eye. The dazzling light made Cheng Mo squint his eyes.

It is daytime now in District 27, and it looks the hottest noon. All three of them took off their coats - in order not to be treated with surprise by others.

This is a wasteland area, and what attracts you is a lot of yellow sand and some wasteland plants with sparse branches and leaves.

"This area used to be part of the African country, with most of the population living in tribal form."

Chuxue seemed to be quite familiar with this place. After a little discerning the direction, she took Cheng Mo and Yan Luo forward.

After a while, a large tribe really appeared in their sight. The people inside were dark-skinned, most of them only wore simple clothes, with beast bone chains on their hands, feet and necks, and some people had patterns on their faces.

"It's really a tribe..." Yan Luo murmured in a low voice. It was the first time she had come to such an area.

But now the tribe is in a mess, and you can see a group of people gathering together and clamoring, screaming and crying from afar.

The three people rushed forward, Chuxue went straight to an old man outside the crowd and asked, "What's going on?"

When the old man saw her, he immediately showed a surprised expression, and then he paused the long crutch in his hand and shouted: "Everyone is quiet! Just calm down! The messengers are here!"

His throat was indeed useful, and the crowd suddenly became quiet and turned to look at the three of them.

The burning gaze in their eyes made Cheng Mo feel chills.

What a god messenger?

The crowd dispersed and strode out of it. They all had strong bodies and painted faces.

Cheng Mo and the other two saw that on the ground in the middle of the crowd, there was a girl covering her face and crying, her clothes were not tidy and covered with dust, and it seemed as if she was dragged to the ground.

"God sent great men, is it God who sent God to us that this kind of thing happened?!" One of the men asked respectfully with his hands folded together.

Cheng Mo was even more confused. What's going on?

Yan Luo whispered: "I heard that some non-Chinese people believe in witchcraft. They may regard us psychics as gods of witchcraft. The explanation at this time will be counterproductive. It is better to follow them."

"Why can't it be explained?" Cheng Mo asked.

"Because things they cannot understand are easily regarded as heresy."

Sure enough, Chuxue didn't explain anything, but said calmly and majesticly: "Tell me the reason for you to do this now, and who called us before?"

"God envoy, please forgive our rudeness! We really have no intention of offending, it was caused by that selfish old woman..."

Under their verbal narration, Cheng Mo and the other two finally understood the whole story.

It turns out that this tribe has had a tradition since early on, that is, every five years, a girl will be sacrificed to their "holy land" to bless you with no illness or disasters in the future.

But since the new witch in the tribe took office twenty years ago, this tradition has been abolished by her because she has powerful "mana" that can cure various difficult and complicated diseases and does not require so-called sacrifices and blessings.

At first, people in the tribe were still questioned, but later they found that after a witch's "method" could really cure various diseases, and over time no one mentioned it again.

In addition, there have been no major disasters in recent years, the world has been broken and has not affected people's lives here, and no other people in the tribe have found any problems.
Chapter completed!