Chapter 12 Ciyuan Pavilion in the troubled village
Seeing the young master of Ciyuan Pavilion walking towards the small fishing village by the lake with a group of people behind him, Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other, so shocked that we didn't know what to say.
In fact, after experiencing the rescue incident by the lake that day, I felt a little fondness for this strange Ciyuan Pavilion. This is how good people get more help, and bad people get less help. I think even bad people will like it emotionally.
There are more good people. However, abandoning these irrational emotions, I immediately thought of two possibilities. One is that they are like me and came here by mistake. The other is that they are in the same group as the host here.
Yes, come and join us.
There are two possibilities of good and evil, so we dare not act rashly and can only observe silently.
The people who followed Ciyuan Pavilion's young master's family were all skilled experts. They walked quickly towards the village with their feet on the muddy ground. They first stayed outside the yard of the house at the head of the village for a while, and then looked around.
, and finally, just like us, we stumbled towards the brightly lit funeral shed in the middle of the village.
At this time, I heard the sound of rubble above our heads. Needless to say, it must be the rain-capped man who was going to the Dragon King Temple just now.
We didn't dare to make any sound, we just slowed down our breathing and tried our best to contain our breath. However, the rain-coat man did not stay here for a long time. Instead, he quickly stepped over the roof and returned to report the news.
That person did not come forward to greet him. Could it be that Ciyuan Pavilion and his party were also uninvited guests?
I watched these people hurrying towards this side and counted eight people in total. Two of them had graceful figures and must have been women. In order to avoid the rain, they walked very fast, so they were soon gone.
After entering the tomb, the uncle stretched his hands and feet, turned around and shouted in a low voice to leave. The three of us, together with Duoduo, slipped out along the corner and headed towards the tomb.
The distance between the two places was only about 20 meters. We quickly reached the side. The rain was a little lighter now. Through the silky rain lines, I saw that the funeral shed was still the same as when we left, with people playing cards.
Those who watched the video watched the video, and those who played sad music played sad music. No one was tired and stopped.
As for the 25-inch color TV, it was still playing Mr. Xing's "Various Star King". I don't know how many times it was played.
The situation at that time was so weird. Seeing the Ciyuan Pavilion group shaking off the rainwater while negotiating with the arrogant man, I had the illusion of rewinding a movie and put myself into it.
Just like us, the answer received from Ciyuan Pavilion's young master's family was still no, they couldn't stay here for the night. Even though they had paid a lot of money, the answer they got was still no.
However, although this young man can lower his arrogance and speak politely, if someone wants to be arrogant with him, or even wants to ride on his head and pull him to urinate, he doesn't have a good temper like us, so
The young master of Ciyuan Pavilion frowned a little, and a follower who looked like a gorilla next to him immediately got angry and rushed to the mahjong table next to him. He smashed it with an arm as thick as a thigh, and the whole table immediately shattered.
, the mahjong above was scattered all over the floor.
However, something strange happened. The villagers whose tables had been dismantled didn't mind it at all. They were still happily counting cards in the air as before, and they were very happy to touch each other. The people watching next to them
They were also chirping and chatting about their parents' quarrels, which made people have many illusions out of thin air. They thought the mahjong table was still there, and it was just me who was dazzled.
We looked at this weird scene and were a little confused. When we were confused, I suddenly heard a rattling noise from the room next to me. I looked inside through the window and saw someone hanging from the beam.
The corpse on the top suddenly started to move, and a pair of hands began to climb up the rope binding its neck, shaking constantly, trying to jump off from the top.
The same sound came from many houses. At this time, the rain became heavier again. As the corpses swayed, creaking sounds were heard everywhere. I saw the corpse hanging in the next house.
Turning around suddenly, a pair of white and red bloody eyes looked straight at me, their eyeballs motionless.
I stared at it, it stared at me, I stared at it again, and suddenly it grinned, revealing a mouthful of bloody teeth, and its eyes suddenly lit up, and a dark light burst out.
What does the dark light look like? It's hard to explain. Anyway, my eyes felt burning and dazzling at that time, and a strong wind blew against my face.
No matter what it was, I stretched out my hands, the demon witch's hands were lit, and I grabbed it forward.
But when I opened my eyes, I found that I had missed it. The black light was actually an evil spirit extracted from the corpse. As soon as I jumped out, I was greeted by Duoduo, who was holding an umbrella for me next to me.
Who is Duoduo? He has a body of ghosts and monsters that is rare for a hundred years. He practices the "True Explanation of Ghost Dao" and the method of Qingmu Yi Gang, has a Guishui constitution, and is still the descendant of the hidden ghosts and monsters. If such a person is placed in the world, then
It is also admirable for people to deal with this evil spirit that has just died and resurrected. Even in the formation, he will not waste any energy. He waved his hand and grabbed the evil spirit and took it down. He rubbed it three times and grabbed it twice.
If you shoot it, it will disappear and there will be no trace.
However, we easily solved it here, but the members of Ciyuan Pavilion on the other side of the memorial shed suffered an extremely terrifying attack - more than twenty ghosts condensed into a line of light in the air, illuminating the entire fishing village in an eerie and terrifying way.
, and just as everyone in Ciyuan Pavilion retreated outside the memorial shed, the villagers who were playing mahjong in full swing suddenly turned their heads, stared at the eight people, stood up slowly, and gathered together.
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This group of adults and children, totaling nearly thirty people, stretched out their hands toward the front and cursed loudly with a ferocious face: "You bitch, you dead guy who is short-lived..."
These curses came one after another, but the targets were not the people of Ciyuan Pavilion, Xiaoli, Eryao and Zhong Mazi, they were just ordinary passers-by, but the more they cursed, the more excited they became. Amidst the surging curses, some people began to
He yelled and cursed loudly: "I'll beat you to death for this bitch, you fucking old bastard!"
"Yang Xiaozhou, you touched my wife's breasts last year, do you think I didn't see it?"
"He Qiuyue, I have been chasing you for eight years. Why the hell did you just despise me and marry a cripple?"
"Hao Lixing, did you report me to the teacher again?"
With such shouts and curses, the thirty people rushed into the rain. To be fair, these villagers who suddenly went crazy had no fighting power at all. Let alone thirty, there were three hundred of them. Ciyuan Pavilion
These eight masters were fighting and killing, but they were not afraid. However, they did not rush forward and fight with these villagers, but slowly retreated without contact with these villagers.
A few of them quickly retreated in front of us. The middle-aged man we had seen in the restaurant that day shouted to the young master of Ciyuan Pavilion: "Young master, let's fight back, knock them out, and then find out who is hypnotizing behind them."
Them?" The young master shook his head and said no, Shopkeeper Tian, you are very aggressive. If you don't get knocked out, wouldn't it be dangerous if you start fighting after a while?
Compassion has no power, and it is not a good thing to be so indecisive in the face of crisis. Disaster soon appeared, when all of our attention was focused on the group of hallucinated villagers running out in front of the funeral shed.
, a figure fell from the roof, and struck a Ciyuan Pavilion disciple on the head with a knife.
That guy's attack was extremely fast. When others reacted, the head of the man standing at the edge had already risen into the sky, and blood suddenly appeared.
The enemy lurking in the dark was so ferocious, which really frightened us. But at this moment, the bloody flags began to be displayed on the roofs of the houses. The king's flags kept changing, and there was immediately a row of them.
Lines of spear-wielding warriors wearing black armor emerged from the alleyways.
These warriors with black armor and black helmets are not human beings, but a bunch of talisman soldiers carrying tattered armor. Looking at those ancient talisman armors, I don’t know that they were excavated from the tomb of that prince.
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However, these refined black-armored warriors are quite powerful in combat. They rushed forward with nimble steps, constantly drawing out and retracting their spears, shifting shapes and positions, layer upon layer, almost like the waves crashing, like a
A well-trained army, everyone in Ciyuan Pavilion is a master. However, under the shadow of the sudden death of a brother, his will was taken away, and he panicked for a while. He fought left and right, and the team became somewhat scattered.
People's hearts are divided. Once they are attacked by these black-armored talisman soldiers, they are in an awkward situation of fighting on their own. Although these talisman soldiers are nothing when taken out individually, once they are condensed into a team, they can exert considerable power.
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Before we could react, two more people screamed miserably and were stabbed to the ground by these black-armored talisman soldiers. There was actually a woman among them.
In just an instant, there were only five people left in Ciyuan Pavilion. The enemy's strength deployed here is really terrifying. Even if we rush forward, if such an endless stream of talisman soldiers surge up, only one of us will die.
Character……
Do you want to save the people in Ciyuan Pavilion? Of course I want to help.
How to help? Spread out attacks and defeat them one by one.
In the blink of an eye, I, Zamao Xiaodao and my uncle had already discussed these two issues. My uncle went to look for the man who spread the talisman soldiers, while Zamao Xiaodao hid in the dark and sniped at the man who came and went high.
Swordsmen, or other masters, while Duoduo fought against the evil spirits above me, as for me, I had no choice but to work hard and break through the enemy's surging array of black-armored talisman soldiers.
As soon as the agreement was over, I pulled out the ghost sword that was carefully wrapped behind me. I was slightly shocked, and my awe grew twice as strong. Facing the surging black-armored talisman soldiers in front of me, there seemed to be hot blood burning in my chest.
The whole person rushed into the formation, raised the ghost sword, and shouted loudly: "Ghost sword, break the formation!"
The long sword was drawn out quickly, and the armor was flying.