Outside the deserted county town, the Buddha Jade Stove began to sing Buddhist scriptures.
As the Buddha Jade Stove continued to chant, the originally silent county gradually began to echo.
The abbot of Zhengde Temple beside him took out a wooden fish and led two other monks to sing while knocking. Gradually, the sound of the Buddhist scriptures began to be mixed with something else.
As the Buddhist scriptures continued, Li Huowang felt that every piece of flesh in his body was beating, as if he was about to leave his body at any time.
The clothes of the jade Buddha furnace squirmed, and various small Buddhas fell out of it, sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras together.
Just when the sound of the Buddhist scriptures reached its loudest, the ground suddenly cracked, and a tall figure wearing a hood with a shaman on his head jumped out, holding two obsidian daggers in his hands, and attacked the jade furnace where the Buddhist scriptures were being chanted.
Hong Da, who was already prepared, jumped up from his horse and stood in front of the man.
But who would have thought that just when Hong Da slashed the man's chest with the rusty knife in his hand, the man's arms holding the weapon left his body directly to the left and right, and made a sneak attack towards the Buddha Jade Furnace on the horse.
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It turns out that these are not living people at all, the two dwarfs disguised as hands are real people.
Just when one of the dwarfs thought his goal was about to succeed, he saw a Taoist priest in red robe blocking his way.
Just when all his attention was focused on the Taoist's copper-coin sword, the Taoist priest suddenly opened his mouth, and various black tentacles with suction cup barbs popped out of his mouth and covered his face directly.
The next moment, he felt a sudden pain in his body, and then he didn't know anything else.
After solving this little trouble, Li Huowang turned his head and looked to the other side with a long bloody tentacle on his chin.
And the other dwarf who made a sneak attack was already caught in Peng Longteng's hand, squeezing it tightly like a doll.
After completely kneading it into a meat ball, Peng Longteng raised it above his head and squeezed it hard, and the bright red blood swayed down and poured on the fracture of her headless neck.
Li Huowang thought the matter was resolved, but it had just begun. A slender black straight knife penetrated Peng Longteng's heavy armor directly.
Soon, various people wearing white scarves emerged from the county town and rushed towards Li Huowang and others.
As the Buddhist scriptures were sung, things began to fall from their bodies from time to time, such as eyes and ears.
But no matter how many organs fell, the fanaticism in these people never faded.
Many of these people were hungry and skinny Daqi people, but more of them were Daliang people who had just put on their white turbans. The Daliang Dharma teachings penetrated much faster than Li Huowang imagined.
However, although these believers are not afraid of death, after all, the strength of the two sides is still too different. They are not Li Huowang's opponent at all, or even Peng Longteng's opponent.
The tall Peng Longteng plowed bloody paths through the sea of people like an iron plow.
She seemed to be enjoying all of this, and her body was trembling constantly while holding the two corpses.
"Don't kill them all! Leave a few behind! I want to interrogate!"
The massacre continued, and when Liu Zongyuan's white mist began to cover the entire county, the battle soon ended.
"Touch!" The last one, the bloody dwarf hanging on the wall, finally breathed his last and fell to the ground weakly.
"This should be just a temporary stronghold for them. It seems that they really don't know the whereabouts of the Taishan Stone." Li Huowang put the blood-stained torture tools back into the torture bag.
The problem has returned to before. Even if they can fight against the Taishan Stone, it is useless if they can't find anyone.
If the Dharma teachings are allowed to absorb the people, the people of Daliang will eventually become their enemies.
The Buddha Jade Furnace, who was watching from the side, pondered for a while and then said: "Let's go all the way to Yinling City. I need to find someone who is good at calculating the Taishan Stone."
"Master Xiangji, who is that person? Is it really possible? Taishan Shi is from Daqi." Hong Da on the side asked.
"His name is Chen Xiazi. If he can't do it, then no one else can."
Li Huowang was stunned when he heard this. He knew this person. "Blind Chen who sets up a stall outside the City God's Temple?"
"What, do you know him?"
"Let's call him acquaintance. We have interacted with him several times, but as far as I know, this guy's strength is not very good. He was deceived by Zuo Wangdao last time."
The complete collection of talismans was obtained by me from Chen Xiazi.
"A fortune teller can't tell himself. He's not good at anything else, but fortune telling. There are few people in Jian Tiansi who can compare with him. He's not good at it, but what he believes in is good." After saying that, the Buddha Jade Furnace got on his horse.
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"Something to believe in?" Li Huowang thought thoughtfully, "Is it possible that there is a fortune teller who specializes in fortune telling? The past and future are active all the time, can this guy figure it out?"
Li Huowang and the others left quickly, leaving behind corpses all over the ground. Crows and vultures gradually began to gather in the sky and began to enjoy this unexpected feast.
Just as a crow opened its beak and kept poking an eyeball, a big shoeless foot stepped on it and spit out the crow's internal organs from its mouth.
"What, what did I say, Taishan, now is not the time for an uprising. As long as there is a little more noise, Supervisor Tiansi will be like a dog that eats shit. He will come after the smell."
A man wearing a large robe with colorful cloth strips was walking leisurely among the corpses on the ground. A piece of black cloth as black as ink hung on his left shoulder.
Beside him, the man named Taishan was an ugly dwarf with black hair on his ears. Although he looked vulgar, his body was covered with an unusually elegant white opera robe, and the white turban on his head was
The black cloth on the shoulders of the man on the side corresponds to each other.
"Well...it's true, but there are still too few followers of the Dharma religion. If this situation continues to lie dormant, when will our immortal soldiers come down to earth?"
"Don't panic, don't panic. I am more familiar with this place than you. Although you and I believe in different sides of the Son God, we are both wizards. How can I still harm you if I believe in you?"
"What you have to do now is to have your people hibernate and pretend to be victims of the disaster, so that the believers who have been scattered in other places can come and gather together."
"Daliang is the strongest in the world. As long as our teachings can take down Daliang, other places will be much easier to deal with."
The wizard named Taishan pondered for a while and then nodded. "Okay, you have more people than me. I will listen to you, but before that, I want your people to team up with my people to get that man's sword."
Grab it."
"Whose sword?"
"The bone sword of the boy in the red robe is the backbone of the Sanqing Xinpan. It is of great use to me."
"Okay, they seemed to be looking for you just now, so you can be a bait, set a trap, and ambush them."
"Don't be careless, he gives me the feeling that something is wrong, and it's best not to use the identity of a fajiao, so as not to make yourself angry."
"Don't worry, I will find some good people to come. In fact, our Dharma teaching in Daliang is not just a rat crossing the street and everyone shouts and beats it. We also have many like-minded friends."
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