The river chuckled softly: "Elder Jiang, you're cursed with bad luck, there seems to be a bloody disaster, your time is up!",After all, Chiang Chung-sheng was a general. Even after his retirement, he still had guards protecting him.,Jiang He fished out a talisman from his pocket. He bit his fingertip, drawing dragon-and-phoenix script on the talisman with his blood before folding it neatly.。