He climbed up the wall of his home and looked in the direction of the sound.
A hundred steps away, in front of Lao Suntou's house, the black-faced monk was kicking the woman on the ground.
Cursing in his mouth: "Every time I go to a restaurant in the city, people are rushing to invite you. Taking your two chickens is a blessing to your family, but you dare to resist. You are tired of life, aren't you?"
The woman who was kicked was Ms. Li.
She tightly protected an unconscious young man and refused to dodge despite the heavy kicks from the other party. At the same time, she begged bitterly: "Master Immortal, we know we were wrong, please spare us!"
"Pooh!"
The black-faced monk spit out thick phlegm.
He retracted his foot and glanced at the still charming Li with lustful eyes: "Forget it this time, next time you get into my hands, I will first peel off the skin of the old immortal inside, and then sell you to Ruyifang
go!"
At this time, Mrs. Li didn't even dare to cry, and lay on the ground shivering.
Ruyifang is one of the Jifangs in Yunshan City. The women there are desperate and forced to fall into prostitution, and because they have no outstanding beauty, they are very cheap.
The threat of the black-faced monk is not a joke at all!
It wasn't until the other party took people away that Li struggled to get up and dragged the boy into the house.
Lao Suntou never showed up from beginning to end.
Although separated by a long distance and a wall, Wang Chen could still hear Li's crying inside the house.
He returned to his home expressionless.
Enter the secret room under the tunnel.
In the secret room, Wang Chen took out a mask from the storage bag.
A thousand chances change!
Wang Chen had obtained this mask for a short period of time, but he had only used it very few times.
Usually it is basically used to press the bottom of the box.
This time he wore it on his face.
Start disguising yourself in front of the bronze mirror!
In just half a cup of tea, Wang Chen's appearance had completely changed.
He has a round face, big ears, a straight nose and a square mouth, thick eyebrows and leopard eyes, a raccoon dog beard on his cheek, and a fierce and defensive look on his face.
It can be said that people who are born to eat meat and eat fish are not people who read sutras and recite Buddhist scriptures!
He took a deep breath and activated the giant power technique that he had cultivated to the advanced level.
Wang Chen spent 10 points of human virtue to break through the great strength technique not long ago.
The scope of blessing can cover the whole body.
His body instantly expanded and expanded as if he had been blown out of air, and his joints made a crisp popping sound as they rubbed against each other.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chen's height increased by nearly a foot.
Become a tall and sturdy man!
Immediately afterwards, he took out a jute swastika turban, a crescent headband, a warrior robe, and animal skin boots.
And a black iron water grinder for easy shoveling.
After putting on all these items.
Wang Chen, who appeared in the bronze mirror, seemed to have become a Buddhist ascetic tutu!
An ascetic monk is a monk who walks outside the Buddhist sect. He does not need to shave his head or beard, does not abstain from eating meat and fish, and is good at fighting.
This is one of the vests Wang Chen prepared for himself.
He was prepared that one day in the future he would no longer be able to survive in the Yunyang sect, and he would need a vest to escape.
I didn’t expect it to come in handy now!
Although Wang Chen tried to calm down again and again, the anger in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.
If this breath is not vented, thoughts will not be accessible.
Maybe he will become a demon!
After making sure there were no flaws in his outfit, Wang Chen quickly went to the secret room at the bottom.
Then take the secret escape tunnel to exit.
The exit of the secret passage is in a mountainous area in the wilderness. There are no people nearby and the location is very hidden.
In recent months, Wang Chen has often practiced magic skills such as Shadowless Movement here.
So I am very familiar with the surrounding environment.
He carried the shovel and swept towards the southeast, climbed over a low hill, and soon saw a long galloping road.
At this time, Wang Chen took out another cage and carried it on his back, and hung the soul-catching bell on the top shelf of the cage.
Jingle bell~
Accompanied by the pleasant sound of bells, Wang Chen, who transformed into an ascetic tutu, walked slowly toward the intersection ahead.
The Chi Road here is the only way to Yishi Guards Station.
The three black-faced monks had to pass through here after collecting the spiritual stones from Wang Chen and Lao Suntou's house on their way back.
What he wants to create is an "accidental encounter".
Wang Chen walked very slowly and stopped to rest when he reached the roadside.
There were not many people coming and going on the Chi Road, and there were also some spiritual planters plowing the land in the nearby spiritual fields.
Some people noticed Wang Chen sitting on the roadside, and they all cast curious glances.
In the mountain gate area of Yunyang Sect, monks are really rare.
But no one meddles in other people's business.
Wang Chen didn't wait for a long time. In just half a stick of incense, he saw the black-faced monk walking over with two Lingzhi Hall disciples.
The three of them all had a proud look on their faces as they were talking and laughing all the way.
Wang Chen immediately stood up and greeted him.
The black-faced monk and others didn't pay attention at first.
When he saw Wang Chen, the distance between the two parties was only a dozen steps.
Wang Chen stared at the black-faced monk with ferocious eyes, and suddenly shouted angrily: "What are you looking at?"
His voice was extremely loud, attracting the attention of passers-by and farmers around him.
The black-faced monk was stunned.
He had no idea why the tutu in front of him was yelling at him.
Subconsciously, his face darkened.
"How dare those birds be rude to the Sa family!"
Wang Chen didn't give the other party a chance to react, and suddenly quickened his pace and rushed forward.
At the same time, he roared like thunder: "Punch me, Lao Lu!"
At this moment, the soul-catching bell hanging on the top frame of the cage suddenly vibrated.
The ringtone was mixed with Wang Chen's roar, violently impacting the eardrums of the black-faced monk and the others.
The three of them were all shocked, their minds went blank, and their souls flew out of the sky at the same time!
Bang!
The next moment, a fist the size of a vinegar bowl struck the black-faced monk hard on the face.
The Fist of Wrathful Vajra!
The black-faced monk's head was like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer.
Black, white, and red things will bloom!
Instant death.
With lightning speed, Wang Chen grabbed the storage bag from the opponent's waist, put the body into his own storage bag, and then flew up with his right leg and kicked the chest of a disciple of Lingzhi Hall next to him.
The latter flew upside down like a kite with its string broken. I don't know how many bones in the body were broken. The whole body was completely deformed, and the person was already belching in the air!
Wang Chen laughed loudly and jumped after him.
He caught the fallen body and wiped off the storage bag with great skill.
After collecting the corpse, he kept walking and walked towards the distance!
Passers-by and farmers nearby were all shocked.
The murder happened so fast that no one was mentally prepared.
Including another Lingzhi Hall disciple who had just woken up.
They heard a heroic voice coming from afar.
"I have never practiced good deeds in my life, I only love killing people and setting fires. Suddenly I opened the golden shackles and tore off the jade locks here. Hey! The tide came from the Qiantang River. Today I know who I am!"
A poem that fully realizes the end of the world, but what it sings is to be freed from the constraints, and the world can be freely controlled!
