The count looked at the cave that appeared, and as he guessed, a stronger smell of fox wafted out from inside.
Laughter could even be heard coming from inside the cave, and voices of laughter and talking could also be heard, but there was only a female voice.
The earl asked everyone to wait outside. There was no telling how many dangers there were ahead. If you take people like them who are unable to resist, they might be plotted by the fox in the cave.
The viscount was worried about his father's safety, but he had to obey the count's orders.
The viscount and the hunters stayed outside the cave entrance. The count held a magic wand in his hand and used illusions to hide the people outside, preventing foxes and dogs from jumping over the wall and injuring the people outside.
The count had no absolute confidence that he could defeat the fox. The fox was so cunning, so he had to use a strategy to complete this rescue.
The count also used illusions to hide his body, and walked in step by step, entering the cave. If he didn't know that this was a fox's cave, he would have thought that this was a luxurious residence.
The furniture and ornaments here are all of the best quality. You can imagine the life that the fox lives here like a wealthy lady.
This is imitating the life of a rich lady. Even the girls in his village are not as good as this fox.
Entering the cave is a living room, inside is the boudoir, and the inner room.
He entered the boudoir and saw the fox sitting on the bed, taking off only his gauze. Lying on the bed was a middle-aged man who had taken off his shirt. This man was an uncle in their village.
The uncle who disappeared just now is really here. He seems to be unconscious. I don't know whether he is fainted or fascinated.
"Who?" The fox seemed to smell another scent and looked around cautiously.
It stopped laughing and couldn't find anyone with its eyes. It jumped out of bed and looked at every part of the cave.
But how can you find someone?
The earl did not expect that the fox's nose was so sensitive. He had already used illusions and was noticed by the fox. He even guessed that he must have followed their scent to the edge of their cottage and captured the uncle here.
Such a cunning fox cannot be allowed to harm people and must be eliminated.
The count recited another spell on the magic wand, "Pull it, pull it, pull it." The magic wand emitted a dazzling light, which only he could see. The fox who was looking around seemed to feel the danger approaching and wanted to escape.
cave.
It acted a little late, and its body that had just taken off was bound by a force, and it sent out its own spells to resist.
"Migu"
The fox screamed, but the scream could not relieve the pain on its body. It only felt that the power was getting tighter and tighter, still burning its life.
You can feel that its lifespan is disappearing bit by bit, the magic on it is also losing weight, and the spiritual power accumulated over thousands of years of cultivation is constantly disappearing.
This is not only a physical pain, but also a pain of the soul. Its body is slowly beaten back to its original shape by this power, and the transformed beauty turns into an old fox, with wrinkles all over the fox's face.
The fox kept struggling with its claws, but failed. It was unwilling to die like this, and turned into ashes like this.
It uses all its strength to carry out a powerful blow. In fact, this is just a feint. The real purpose is to escape.
It's not like he hasn't used this trick before. He used it 100 years ago. He successfully escaped at that time. He didn't expect to experience such a disaster again today.
The fox finally turned into a wisp of smoke, which dissipated in the air and drifted towards the exit of the cave.
The fox had been severely injured and was trying to escape with its last breath. At this time, it hated humans. It was humans who made it escape twice, and humans beat it seriously twice.
It swore that after it recovered from its injuries, it would take revenge and come back to destroy these humans here.
"Where to go?" The count is not someone who kills innocent people indiscriminately. Keeping this harmful beast will definitely bring disaster to their village. Except for him with this magic wand, everyone else in the village is just like ordinary people.
The light from the count's magic wand chased the fox, blocking the fox's fleeing wisp of smoke and enveloping the wisp of smoke in light.
"Human, if you have the guts to come out and be so sneaky and treacherous, damn human, you will die a good death."
The fox cursed. He had to. If he didn't curse now, he might not be able to curse in the future.
The cursing voice at this moment is like this curse, which has been practiced for thousands of years and has been transformed into a shape, so that it can be easily killed by humans.
Speaking of which, the fox had only really killed one person, and of course it was the powerful young master who was being hunted by his family.
Now he wants to do evil, but before he can do it, humans have already come to kill him, trying to kill him.
The count didn't want to talk to this kind of goblin. The cunning fox would definitely become a disaster if left alone.
How could he contact a fox who did evil? The magic wand punishes guilty people, and the magic wand punishes this fox, which means that this fox has done evil before, killed people, and killed innocent people.
The count used the magic wand to recite the spell again, using the power of magic to dissolve the curse created by the fox, and even used the magic wand to engulf the smoke that the fox had turned into.
"Human, I will let my people avenge me, you just wait..."
When the fox said this, the wisp of smoke that disappeared at the end turned into a phantom. This phantom used its last strength to pass the phantom to the family.
It's a pity that the person who killed it didn't show up at this moment. The fox only knew that it was a human being.
He thought it was those people who did it yesterday, but he didn't know which one it was. All the information he got back to his family was that the humans on this mountain killed it.
When the fox disappeared, the count took the magic wand out of the cave. As soon as he left the cave, he found vines sticking out of the ground.
"No..." The count had not shown up yet. The illusion and rattan he created with the magic wand did not find their clan members.
"Vixen, come out quickly. Don't pretend to be dead. It won't be fun if you die." Teng Tiao seemed to sense that the fox was in danger and used his power to explore the fox's cave.
When its root search came to the fox's cave, it found that the fox's cave could not be found. It had looked for the fox's cave before, but was fascinated by the fox's illusion time and time again.
The illusion created by the earl cannot be seen either. Its vines are rooted on the ground and are constantly waving around.
The count's people were at the entrance of the cave. The appearance of the rattan made everyone who had seen the rattan become frightened. They kept avoiding the rattan as it waved wildly.
Fortunately, Teng Tiao couldn't see them, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the count carrying the unconscious uncle out.
The count helped the uncle put on his clothes, waved to the clan members behind his back, and everyone followed him out of the deep mountains and forests.
The uncle's son took over his father's carry on the count's back. The son himself carried his father on his back, and the count had to protect them down the mountain.
Cane couldn't find the fox, and felt the presence of someone here, but couldn't find the human.
The rattan was waving its power, waving angrily, and its crazy waving scared the nearby trees and animals.
The count brought the tribesmen back to the village, and used a magic wand to revive the uncle who was fascinated by the fox's magic.
"The child's father, how do you feel?" The uncle's wife was beside her and asked with concern and worry.
"What's wrong with me?" The uncle was fascinated and had no memory at all.
"Dad, you were almost bewitched by a vixen and almost killed by a vixen." His son looked at his confused father and gave him the answer.
"Vixen?" The uncle then remembered the beautiful girl he saw when he came down the mountain.
"Father of the child, fortunately the count rescued you, and fortunately the villagers saw your bundle of firewood in time."
"My bundle of firewood is back? What about my pheasant?"
"Yes, brother, you are serious, why are you so careless? I picked up your firewood and the rope for tying pheasants on the roadside, and showed it to your son to recognize him, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to save you in time.
come out."
"Thank you, thank you folks for your concern, thank you young patriarch." The uncle stood up gratefully and bowed to the folks.
The count has the responsibility to protect his tribe. They only have magic wands and can use them to protect their fellow villagers. They cannot imagine how other tribesmen can survive in the world without magic wands.
"Haha, we are all a family, why are you so polite? Uncle, go back with your family and let them calm you down. I have something to do, so I will go back first."
After these two or three days of experience, the count knew that hard work was necessary, and ordinary mortals would only be bullied by others.
As for the mortals he had seen, they had not offended anyone or encountered any trouble from heaven, but they had encountered man-made disasters.
This is the world of immortality where the weak prey on the strong. They would be bullied in the ordinary world, not to mention that they would encounter more powerful monsters in the deep mountains and forests.
Originally, they were half-human and half-animal and could withstand many attacks from monsters, but they didn't expect to encounter monsters like foxes and rattan.
Who knows what kind of fairies they will encounter in the future? They must become physically stronger and cannot just rely on the magic wand.
Ge Fengla looked at the count's back, but could only watch silently. This man had been so busy that he could not say more than a few words to him. This was the warrior in their village, the strongest among the young people.
The earl looked at the five days left before the appointment, and there was still one day left, and he had to rush to Immortal City on this day.
I went home and gathered with my family, had a full meal, and quietly left alone with my storage bag.
Following the experience of being tracked last time, this time he used magic wands to perform illusions when traveling, and ran very fast, as if he had learned Qinggong. On the mountain roads and on the plain roads, he ran like a fast horse.
With.
On the road in the mortal world, people only felt a gust of wind blowing, like a fast horse running by. This strong wind shocked the mortals.
At night, he would sleep outside and use the magic wand to phantom himself during the check-in process. He was really afraid that he would suddenly come out and snatch him or someone would think he was suspicious and follow him.
The Earl finally arrived at Immortal City near dusk the next day, found the Holy Pavilion, and entered the shop under the surprised eyes of the shopkeeper.
He asked a person to follow him, but actually lost him and even scared that person back. This person must have mysterious power.
The person couldn't explain this mysterious power clearly. He only said that he destroyed the houses, and suddenly there was a force that restored the houses to their original shape.
Who does this mysterious power come from?
But in this person's explanation, the shopkeeper guessed that it must be that young man. As for how this young man rested and how he used the mysterious power?
This is what he has been thinking about these days.
The shopkeeper looked at the customer in front of him steadily and did not react for a while. When he reacted, he showed a forced smile: "Guest, what do you want to buy?"
"Shopkeeper, I came here as your boss promised. I wonder if your boss is back?"
"I'm back, I'm back, our boss is in the room, waiting for the guests to come." The shopkeeper took the count to the door of the boss's room and knocked on the door.
Not long after Jiang Tang came back from the Su family, he brought a group of women here, as well as the Dugu brothers and Su Changan.
A group of people were chatting in his room. They didn't have time to retreat in the room. He didn't want to retreat so quickly. There were so many people in the Su family, and they all went to retreat.
Not only did he pay a fair price, but all the people he brought with him also paid a fair price.
Jiang Tang Pujie became the Lingfu, and he was also the person with the highest level of cultivation among their group.
Hearing a knock on the door, he waved his hand and the door opened automatically, and saw the shopkeeper and a young man he had seen outside.
This young man had special characteristics. Even if he didn't remember it, Jiang Tang felt that this young man must be a foreigner.
I also know that this young man is a member of the Vampire Clan, and I have heard that people from the Vampire Clan can eat people.
But I didn't feel the murderous aura from this young man. Could it be that the Vampire Clan has declined over the past tens of millions of years?
I heard this young man explain that they had lived in seclusion in the world of immortality for thousands of years. They came here to live in seclusion this time because someone came to their village to kill people.
Jiang Tang guessed that this demon was the Taoist priest with golden elixir cultivation in his space.
He did not kill this person for a while, but let the weapon spirits in the hell palace trap this person inside, so that he could not go outside to harm others.
Jiang Tang walked out of the room, and this young man came to the reception room next door.
When he walked out, other people were still in the room. Knowing that he had something to do, they did not follow him to the next room.
"Brother, what do you want from me?"
Jiang Tang asked the young man to sit with him in the reception room. The shopkeeper stood aside and poured tea for them, with no intention of going out.
When the count asked Jiang Tang, he glanced at the shopkeeper, and Jiang Tang waved to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper reluctantly walked out and closed the door, but stood at the door not wanting to go far.
Of course his behavior made Jiang Tang know that the shopkeeper belonged to the city lord. Even if he was receiving his salary now, he was still someone others used before.
The count didn't want her affairs to be known to others, and he certainly didn't want anyone else to know, as it might bring danger to the young man.
For the safety of customers, we have a somewhat protective mentality.
Jiang Tang created a barrier for this room, like an extra soundproof wall.
"Brother, others can't hear what we say now. If you have anything to say, just say it. Your storage bag must be useful. I wonder if you want to see me for something?"
The count took out the storage bags he got in the store, placed them on the table, and said to Jiang Tang:
"I found a magical herbal garden in a hidden place on the mountain. I don't know what these magical herbs are or what their effects are. I brought the samples for you to take a look at."
This chapter has been completed!