At the village entrance.
Yuan Lang saw Shen He walking into the village and quickly chased after him.
"Detective Shen, how should we resolve this matter?"
"Take the people of Niu Family Village and wait at the village entrance. Let them rest for a while; they don't need to kneel anymore."
Hearing this, Yuan Lang couldn't help but scratch his head.
However, he obediently returned to the village entrance, called the people of Niu Family Village to stand up, and led them to a shady spot to rest.
According to the Niu Family Village Chief, they had been kneeling for an entire night.
When someone fainted, they could only pretend not to see, fearing they might anger the descendants of those Weasels in the village.
Now, seeing Shen He arrive, they felt much more at ease, but fear still lingered in their hearts.
Shen He walked through the village.
A faint smell of blood still lingered in the air, coming from a few houses near the outskirts of the village.
Shen He approached and looked at the houses from which the bloody smell emanated.
In the courtyards, several corpses were faintly visible, all without exception, were elderly people over fifty.
There were also severed limbs at the doorways, blood splattered everywhere, and the ground was stained red with blood.
This was the source of the bloody smell.
Three households, seventeen lives.
Shen He's ears twitched, and a chewing sound came from one of the houses.
He stepped into the courtyard gate, avoiding the pools of blood on the ground, and entered the house.
On the bed in the inner room sat three Weasels, each as tall as a man, all gnawing on severed limbs.
The Weasel in the center was still toying with an infant's head.
It mumbled, "These newborn two-legged sheep are still the best to eat. Even the bones can be chewed to pieces, and they're full of fragrance. I can't even bear to eat this head."
Shen He's eyes narrowed slightly, and he let out a soft breath.
Suddenly.
The three Weasels, sitting on the bed in a pool of blood, their bodies stained, raised their heads and stared intently at Shen He.
One of the Weasels grinned and said, "Oh! The two-legged sheep from the yamen are here."
"My elder brother's condition has already been agreed to by your county magistrate. I called you here today just to see what the two-legged sheep who will deliver the blood sacrifices in the future looks like."
"You have such strong Life Qi. You must be delicious."
"Don't eat him! If you eat him, who will bring us two-legged sheep?"
"Just have the two-legged sheep yamen replace him. The blood sacrifices sent by the previous two-legged sheep were dry and tough."
"..."
Listening to the two Weasels argue, the killing intent in Shen He's eyes grew stronger.
The more killing intent in his eyes, the wider the smile on his face became.
Shen He said with a smile, "Where are Old Wang and the others?"
The Weasel on the right grinned and said, "You mean the two-legged sheep who arrived yesterday? Look, they're all over there."
Shen He looked in the direction the other party was pointing.
In the corner of the room, Old Wang and his two junior constables lay sprawled, their eyes wide and filled with anger.
The Weasel on the left laughed, "If it weren't for the agreement between our Old Ancestor and your two-legged sheep county magistrate, they would have suffered more than just broken limbs."
Old Wang, with all his limbs broken, lay flat on the ground, struggling to raise his head.
Blood dripped from his cheeks.
His voice hoarse, he said, "Detective Shen, when we arrived, two children were still alive. I wanted to save them..."
"But these beasts broke our limbs and ate them alive in front of us. They deserve to die, they deserve to die!"
Old Wang's face was contorted with rage, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the Weasel in the very center holding the infant's head.
Shen He chuckled softly and said, "Alright, I understand."
In the center of the bed.
That Weasel threw the infant's head into its mouth, chewed a few times, and then swallowed it.
Then, with a crimson grin, it said, "two-legged sheep, you can take the people back. From now on, the blood sacrifices will be doubled."
Shen He looked up with a smile, his eyes filled with killing intent.
He whispered, "You all smell so bad!"
As his voice fell.
Shen He's long blade was unsheathed, and he charged forward. Blade light flashed in the room.
The two Weasels on the left and right, both in the Late Stage of Enlightenment, didn't even have a chance to scream before their heads were chopped off.
Only the Weasel in the center, who had entered the Spirit Gathering Stage, managed to dodge the blow with all its might.
Even so, a huge wound appeared on its chest and abdomen.
The Weasel directly smashed through the mud wall behind it and fled into the distance, roaring, "How dare you kill my kin! All you two-legged sheep will die and become blood sacrifices on my Old Ancestor's path of cultivation!"
Shen He's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled, "You can't escape."
Immediately, he charged out.
His current speed was faster than the Weasel's, and he caught up to it in just a single breath.
His long blade slashed down.
A hairy Weasel's right arm instantly flew off, and foul-smelling demonic blood splattered out.
The Weasel staggered, almost falling to the ground.
Shen He murmured to himself, "You like to eat so much. I'll send you down to eat your fill."
Another slash came down.
The Weasel's left arm flew off, and it fell directly to the ground, wailing in pain.
"How dare you injure me! The Old Ancestor will surely kill you!"
"Qingya County is doomed!"
"The two-legged sheep are doomed!"
Shen He let out a soft breath, the smile on his face growing wider.
"I hate it when people threaten me. You're really making me scared!"
The long blade swung, and the Weasel's two hind legs were severed.
The limbless Weasel rolled and wailed on the ground.
Shen He softly said, "Don't worry, your Old Ancestor will join you sooner or later. On the Yellow Springs road, take it slow and wait for it."
As his voice fell.
Blade light flashed, and the Weasel's head instantly fell off, without a sound.
After slaying the last Weasel, Shen He finally let out a long breath, and the frustration in his heart dissipated considerably.
At this moment, he noticed the prompt before him.
"Weasel Demon of Enlightenment, total Lifespan one hundred and three years, remaining Lifespan thirty-three years, absorbed."
"Weasel Demon of Enlightenment, total Lifespan one hundred and ten years, remaining Lifespan thirty-eight years, absorbed."
"Weasel Demon of Enlightenment, newly entered Spirit Gathering Stage, total Lifespan one hundred and ninety-seven years, remaining Lifespan one hundred and seven years, absorbed."
"Additional Lifespan: one hundred and eighty-one years."
The previously remaining three years of additional Lifespan, combined with the Lifespan absorbed from slaying three Weasel Demons today, directly increased his remaining additional Lifespan to one hundred and eighty-one years.
Today's harvest was quite good.
He looked up at the mountain where the Huang Daxian temple was located.
According to information from the county yamen, the enlightened Huang Daxian was at least in the Late Stage of Spirit Gathering, or even the Early Stage of Body Forging.
Such a demon was comparable to an Innate martial artist.
His own strength was still a bit lacking. Although he could protect himself, if he wanted to completely eradicate the Weasel clan, he would need to reach the Innate realm at least.
At that time, with the initial chapter of the Profound Yin Treasure Record, it would be enough to cleanse them completely.