Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Capítulo 1283: Chapter 1283: River God Above (29)

Bang—

The River God crashed through the window, rolling out of the house, lying on the ground like a silkworm cocoon, unable to move.

He struggled, the icy touch of his body binding him to the ground.

The spell had no effect on what was binding him.

What is this thing…

The River God looked up at the person walking out of the house, his eyes filled with a ferocity that seemed ready to spill over. He let out a low growl from his throat.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from outside the yard.

Chuzheng squatted down and looked toward the yard gate, a slender figure flipped over the wall directly and landed deftly on the ground.

One… two… three…

More than a dozen figures appeared one after another. They were all women with somewhat strange shapes, like lifeless creatures without bones, eerily approaching Chuzheng.

Oh dear!

You’re still calling for reinforcements!

That’s cheating!

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The River God shouted angrily.

Those more than a dozen figures let out strange sounds from their mouths, simultaneously pouncing towards Chuzheng.

These people had some spell abilities, but they weren’t powerful. The only thing that made Chuzheng feel disgusted was that these people seemed boneless… They could twist their bodies into bizarre positions.

Normal people would die if they did that.

Were these people still alive?

As Chuzheng dealt with these people, the River God was trying to free himself from the bindings, but no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

The River God gritted his teeth and reverted to his true form.

As a result…

Naturally, he still couldn’t escape.

The River God’s body was suddenly lifted up, a very thin silver line flashed faintly in the air, held by a hand that was white and slender, with fingertips glowing softly.

The owner of these hands stood with her back to the light, her features hidden in the shadow, indiscernible.

Yet a chilling aura spilled from her, as if she were the Grim Reaper haunting the Black Night.

The River God was lifted high, and upon seeing the scene behind him, his heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

The dozen or so people he summoned were now lying back there; some were still wriggling, some had already lost motion.

Chuzheng shook the silver line she was holding.

The mud eel was shaken and dazed, everything seemed to be spinning, yet it couldn’t struggle.

“Run!” Chuzheng shook the mud eel: “Lord River God, why aren’t you running?”

The dizzy mud eel saw double of Chuzheng, and managed to squeeze out a few words with difficulty: “You dare do this to me, you’ll regret it.”

“Oh.” I’m so scared!

Chuzheng indifferently twirled the silver line clockwise, and the mud eel was just a blur in the air.

“#￥%*…”

Whatever the mud eel was saying, Chuzheng couldn’t understand; it was probably swearing or threatening her.

When Chuzheng stopped, the mud eel couldn’t say anything anymore.

Chuzheng threw it to the ground, kicking it with her foot.

The River God surely wouldn’t die so easily, so Chuzheng dragged it to where the dozen or so people were.

Chuzheng reached out to check one of their pulses; she seemed to be breathing, yet had no pulse.

This was a dead person.

Carefully looking at the person’s complexion, it was much paler than a normal person.

But how can she be moving?

Depending on the mud eel’s spell?

Chuzheng leaned closer to sniff, and indeed caught a hint of a fishy smell, much like a river’s native product…

Just as Chuzheng was pondering, she suddenly noticed something moving in the person’s belly.

Chuzheng: “…”

Chuzheng went inside to fetch a knife, and started measuring on the belly, seemingly looking for a place to start.

Boom—

A dull thud interrupted Chuzheng’s thoughts of where to cut.

She thought it was the River God’s helpers, but it turned out to be Lang Sha flipping in.

Lang Sha recognized Chuzheng, and without hesitation, hurried over.

Chuzheng caught a sour stench, so strong that she nearly couldn’t maintain her noble and aloof demeanor.

“Miss Chuzheng, why are you here?”

Chuzheng silently moved aside a bit: “You haven’t changed identities yet?” Getting addicted to being a beggar?

“This way, they won’t find me.” Lang Sha seemed completely unbothered, as he looked at the people on the ground: “These people…”

Aren’t these the ones who returned with the River God earlier? Why are they all lying here?

Lang Sha reached out to check one of them, exclaiming in shock: “Dead?”

He glanced at Chuzheng, as if asking: Did you kill them?

Chuzheng faced him coldly: “They’re still breathing.”

Lang Sha looked, and sure enough, they were still breathing.

This…

What’s going on?

Can dead people breathe?

Chuzheng unceremoniously tossed the knife over: “There’s something in their bellies, cut them open and see.”

Lang Sha: “??”

Why him?

Lang Sha hesitated instead of acting, asking, “Are they really dead?”

If they’re still alive?

Then wouldn’t that be murder?

Chuzheng pointed to another: “Do you think someone who can twist themselves like that would still be alive?”

Lang Sha followed her gaze over, that person’s head twisted to the back, body contorted into a strange pretzel shape, eerily, that person was also breathing.

“…”

Lang Sha felt a chill down his spine, gulping. Earlier, he already felt these people were off, now seeing such a bizarre scene, it seemed even more wrong.

“The… the River God?”

Chuzheng pulled the River God out from the back, the River God flopped like a dead fish in the air; if it weren’t for seeing its tail still moving, Lang Sha would have thought it’s a dead eel.

River… River God?

“You caught him?”

Chuzheng replied with a reserved “Uh-huh,” urging him: “Hurry up and cut!”

Lang Sha processed the information, and after a long moment, he picked up the knife, approached one of the bodies: “Forgive me.”

He performed a ceremonial bow.

Chuzheng: “…”

Lang Sha used the knife to cut open the person’s abdomen, a foul smell of decay and fishiness blew over.

Lang Sha seemed disgusted by the sight inside, his face turned ashen as he retreated two steps.

Chuzheng leaned in for a closer look with disgust and then stepped back.

The person’s belly was filled with mud and eels; eels burrowing in the mud were more than one, some big, some small, looking extremely vile.

Lang Sha composed himself: “This is how the River God controls them?”

Chuzheng thought it was probably so; the River God’s true form was an eel, by placing eels inside these people’s bodies and controlling them with spells, it was much easier.

It’s just…

Why does he use eels to control them?

To fight for himself?

These people weren’t very strong either, their spells just superficial…

The remaining people’s abdomens had abnormal movements, without looking one would know there’s something inside, some bellies were slightly swollen, some flattened, presumably those more swollen had more eels inside.

Lang Sha hadn’t encountered such a situation: “Miss Chuzheng, how do we handle this?”

“Burn them?”

“That’s not good.”

“Then keep them to give birth to these things.”

“…”

Lang Sha imagined that scenario, feeling his scalp tingling. Then his eyes suddenly shone: “Miss Chuzheng, do you think the River God uses these women to breed his offspring?”

Chuzheng glanced at the people on the ground, her tone indifferent: “I don’t know.”