This actor is full of tricks.

Chapter 169: God is working?

"Boy, this place is definitely a pyramid scheme den. They charge you a thousand just for doing a few things. Are you really willing to pay?"

On the way into the village, the old man was very confused. In his impression, Lin Jue was not someone who was so easy to talk to.

This guy is totally unreasonable.

"Since you're new here, it's better not to cause trouble. There's a saying that goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. Let's just follow the rules." Lin Jue replied casually.

"Why does this sound so strange coming out of your mouth? Have you converted to Buddhism, boy?"

The old man didn't believe what Lin Jue said at all. This kid often said nice things, but he was ruthless when he took action. He killed half of the weird students in the first class of that school.

This kid is so easy to talk to now, but he must be up to something bad and preparing to do something big.

There is an abandoned stone mill at the entrance of the village. There are mottled dark bloodstains in the mill holes used to discharge the ground materials. It feels like this thing is not used to grind grain, but to grind flesh and blood.

Lin Jue touched the grinding handle and prepared to take out his mobile phone to take a picture. Since he was traveling, he had to take valuable photos.

“Hey, no photography allowed in the village!”

A villager noticed Lin Jue's behavior and hurriedly stopped him: "You outsiders are so reckless! Taking photos recklessly will offend the gods!"

"Oh, sorry, I always like to use my mobile phone to take pictures of interesting things." Lin Jue put away his phone and looked at the villager at the same time.

The villager was over fifty years old, wearing a straw hat, with a simple and honest face, looking like a farmer, but there were no calluses on his hands from hard work, and his skin did not look like that of someone who worked in the fields.

"Really? Every time you outsiders come, I have to waste my breath explaining the village rules to you."

The attitude of the villagers here seems to be quite bad, and they don't have any good faces towards outsiders like them.

Seeing the villager about to leave after finishing his words, Lin Jue hurriedly grabbed him and said earnestly, "Brother, do you have a place to stay? I plan to stay here for a few more days. Didn't they say that there will be a big sacrifice in a few days?"

"Yes, but you have to pay." After hearing Lin Jue say that he wanted to find a place to stay, the villager's expression was obviously much better. He rubbed his thumb and index finger together and said, "Five hundred per day, including food and accommodation."

Five hundred a day?

In the past, those tourist areas were not so rip-offs.

"Brother, five hundred is too expensive. Can you give me a discount?" Lin Jue began to bargain: "How about this, five hundred for five days, including food and accommodation. By the way, you can help me be a tour guide and give me some small gifts."

You're the one who bargains for food and takeaways?
The villager's face immediately darkened. "This is the price in the village. Many places don't even include food. Mine is already very conscientious."

Thinking that he could get the money back after the script was finished, Lin Jue simply stopped insisting and pretended to hesitate for a while before agreeing reluctantly.

Fortunately, he brought enough money with him on his long journey, otherwise he might not even be able to enter the village.

After passing the stone mill, you have officially entered the village. The ground is paved with messy bluestone slabs. The houses on both sides are built with yellow mud or wood, and brick and tile houses are rarely seen.

This village does look quite poor, but they are still so accommodating. It costs 998 yuan to enter the village, and there are 10 places available every week, which means more than yuan a month, not including accommodation fees.

This village's annual income must be in the hundreds of thousands, so how could it be as poor as it appears? Where does all that money go?

There are many people in the village, but there are very few villagers outside. When they saw Lin Jue, an outsider, they just glanced at him twice and then looked away. It was obvious that they were used to it.

On the way, Lin Jue kept getting information from the villager. The villager's name was Dazhu. He was not a native of Daming Village. He was originally an outsider, but later joined Daming Village.

According to him, the talisman he had obtained in Daming Village had helped him block a strange attack. He firmly believed that it was the blessing of the gods, so he took the initiative to become a member of the village.

At this point, Dazhu was still working hard to sell the talismans in the village to Lin Jue, asking him to buy a few more to take home and worship them, which would definitely bless him with a smooth and peaceful life.

"The talismans are not expensive. The cheapest ones are only 50,000 yuan, and the most expensive ones are only 200,000 yuan. These are all incense money for the gods."

Dazhu's expression was very pious: "If you offer more incense to the gods, they will surely sense your sincerity and bring you good fortune."

Fifty thousand? Two hundred thousand?

Is this still the currency of this world?
Lin Jue had previously handled a strange case at the Inspection Department for only 20,000 yuan, which was not enough to buy the cheapest talisman.

I took down three weird C-level schools and brought back dozens of living people, but the prize money I earned was only enough to buy some inexplicable talismans here.

"So expensive!? Brother, is this talisman really that powerful?" He opened his mouth wide, as if he was shocked by the price.

Speaking of talismans, Dazhu said proudly, "Of course, these were obtained by the Taoist priests and the witch doctors from the gods. Each talisman carries divine power and can bring good luck and ward off misfortune."

"Let me tell you, we were on the bus when we were attacked by a monster. The monster killed several passengers. Just when I thought I was doomed, God appeared and the monster died instantly."

"The divine power is working?" Lin Jue pretended to be stunned.

"Yes." Dazhu's face was filled with enthusiasm when he recalled the attack. "I saw endless red light blooming from the talisman. By the time I reacted, the monster had been crushed by the power of the gods."

"That means you haven't seen the real god, you just saw a red light."

As if sensing that Lin Jue's words were questioning the authenticity of the gods, Dazhu snorted coldly, "How can we ordinary mortals see the face of a god? Even if the gods reveal even a little bit of their power, it's enough to make us feel awe."

"Young man, I advise you not to question the gods. Some outsiders have doubted the gods before, and they were all punished by the gods."

Is there such a thing?
Lin Jue asked curiously, "Who are they? And what is the so-called punishment? Will they be struck by lightning?"

"Why are you asking so many questions!" Dazhu was a little impatient and stopped. "We're home now. Stop asking those stupid questions!"

Lin Jue also stopped. Dazhu's house was quite wealthy. It was a two-story building with a small yard surrounded by a fence. There was a large group of chickens in the yard.

However, there is another area in the middle of the yard separated by a wooden fence, where a few chickens are also raised.

However, these chickens are a little different from the ones outside. They are all big roosters with red crowns and white bodies. What is placed in the basin is not millet feed, but pieces of fresh meat.

It looks like beef.

Why are these chickens being fed beef?
(End of this chapter)