A crack opened out of thin air in front of the Temple of Wine, which was hidden by weeds.
Li Changan pulled his eyebrows and staggered back.
Only then did he stand firm.
A big head stuck in front of him.
He has a long face, pointed ears, plush hair, and swarthy face.
"Ah uh", "Ah uh" kept shouting.
That's right.
It's the big green donkey.
The illusion is almost over, so of course the Taoist priest must rescue his mount first.
Now we are watching the return of our master.
"Ah uh", the donkey trotted over, thrust its head into the person's arms, flicked its long tongue around, spitting out a strong and strange smell of grass and alcohol, which made Li Changan sneeze.
Needless to say, it must be the work of Dionysus to promote narrowness.
The Taoist priest was annoyed and held the donkey's head with one hand, and with the other hand he helped Yumei, who was still as dull as a puppet, take off the mask from his face.
He had originally prepared words to blame the other party for his recklessness and indifference, but at this time, he saw her blank eyes and almost bloodless lips, but he could not say anything.
She waited silently for Huandie's restraint to gradually lose its effectiveness, and for her eyes to slowly regain its brightness, he stuffed the drunken donkey into her face, turned around and left.
After a while, he came back with a package.
Yu Mei had already pushed the big green donkey to the ground, with its hooves pointing upwards, like a dog with its belly turned inside out.
Hand over the package.
"What's this?"
"Yu Mei's legacy."
To be precise, it is a relic of Master Yu.
Before burning Shuiyue Temple, Li Changan dug it out from Yu Zhenren's fake tomb according to Yu Mei's words.
The Taoist priest looked through it, and most of them were old talismans and magic weapons, but there were no valuable treasures such as the "Yang Ping Zhi Gong Du Seal", and they were not even comparable to the sword embryo on the Taoist priest's back. It would be too shabby to say that it was a relic of a real person.
.
But then I thought it was natural.
Yu Zhenren resigned from office and came to Xiaoshui just to find a place to bury her bones. There was no reason for her to bury the magic weapon in the loess with her. Besides, even if there were powerful objects, shouldn't Yu Mei be allowed to fill the bottomless pit of fantasy?
Li Changan guessed that these things were more commemorative. After all, Yu Mei was just like Yu Mei, too nostalgic.
"There are some dresses in there."
Li Changan pointed at Yu Mei.
"Hurry up and put it on."
Yu Mei lowered her head and looked down. She saw that the clothes on her body were originally transformed by illusion. After leaving the illusion, they were gradually annihilated. Now most of her gorgeous robes had disappeared. It could be said that the clothes were not covering her body, exposing her waist and navel.
If she were an ordinary woman.
If you don't scream and run away, you should blush with embarrassment.
But the eyebrows are like the heart carved from wood, and the person is pinched by ice. Without blinking an eyelid, he nodded to the Taoist priest, and Shi Shiran walked away calmly.
"What a pity, what a pity."
The god of wine appeared out of nowhere and stood at the entrance of the temple, shaking his head.
"To talk about the beauty of this woman's expression, firstly, she has a sweet smile, and secondly, she is shy and timid. It's a pity that Huailing doesn't have it either, so her pretty features are wasted."
The Taoist priest reminded him.
"Her appearance was drawn by Yu Mei based on herself when she was young."
Dionysus waved his sleeves.
"That's why it's a pity."
Li Changan cursed, you are thinking shit.
Ignoring him, he walked into the temple and glanced down into the deep cave.
I saw that the muddy water was deep and had submerged the statue. Looking down for a long time, I could only find a blurry shadow under the water.
"Idol?"
Bacchus made a hahaha.
"It rains heavily these days."
The Taoist priest withdrew his gaze and looked at the Dionysian in a blink of an eye.
The God of Dionysus didn't take it seriously and even spun around in circles.
Asked with a smile:
"how?"
very good.
The look is agile and the body is solid.
It's completely different from the way he looked like a lonely ghost that was blown away by the wind when we first met him.
However, as he got closer, Li Changan smelled a familiar smell, a smell that filled the illusion - the smell of demons' resentment.
Li Changan frowned, but quickly understood.
I couldn't help but sigh.
"The water of the Stealing Spring is very poisonous, why should Dionysus be like this?"
The God of Dionysus was startled when he heard this, but then burst into laughter.
"The Taoist priest has such a good nose!"
He waved his hand lightly.
"You are fighting for your life in the front, how can I sit back and not stand this little bit of filth?"
And he hurried before the Taoist priest spoke.
"Okay, let's not talk about these depressing words when we are about to accomplish great things."
"Taoist priest, would you like to see what the illusion is like now?"
"Wow! What an eye-opener."
He said and waved.
However, the water at the bottom of the kiln was boiling, evaporating a large amount of water vapor, which quickly surged up and filled with clouds of smoke at the entrance of the kiln.
The clouds and smoke billowed, gradually revealing the appearance of buildings, bridges, and markets.
Li Changan recognized that this was a part of Xiaoshui City centered on the Temple of Wine.
The model of Xiaoshui transformed into clouds and smoke gradually became more and more refined, and then, one after another, small human figures appeared in the streets. If you look closely, you can even see their facial features and expressions.
But I saw these little people running wildly, roaring, their bodies twisting and deforming into all kinds of strange shapes, swarming out of every street, every courtyard, converging from all directions towards the same direction - the stone steps in front of the Temple of Bacchus
.
In other words, the phantom butterfly on the stone steps.
In fact, it had put aside Tai Sui's heart long ago, but the crazy demon tide didn't care about this resistance. It was immediately enveloped by the "wave".
Even if the demonic insects tried their best to save them, they would just be washed away by the "tide" and become part of it.
that's all.
Forced by Tai Sui's flesh and blood and the hunger that penetrated into the bone marrow, the demons continued to gather, overlap, and bite each other. Finally, they merged into a huge sphere made of flesh and blood, adding "new blood" and dropping dregs along the way.
, rolling away along the long street.
Until he rolled out of the Temple of Wine, in the sunshine, a few wisps of light smoke disappeared.
a long time.
The Taoist priest rubbed his goosebumps vigorously, and was thankful that he pulled his eyebrows away in time. If he had chosen to stay and watch the fun... I shuddered just thinking about it.
"Then what?"
"Then I don't know." Dionysus spread his hands, "My old eyes are dim, I can only see this. If there is more, it's up to you to see it yourself. What do you think? When do you plan to go in and clean up the mess?"
All the demons have awakened, and the illusion has lost its foundation, but it can still survive for a while before it is completely destroyed.
And even though the monsters have gone through a brutal fight, there must still be some lucky ones left. To prevent them from going out again and causing trouble to the world, it is better to kill them all while they are full but have not yet regained their strength.
Li Changan was about to speak.
"Going right now."
As the smoke dispersed, Yu Mei strode in.
She was wearing a faded cassock, a dagger, a dragon horn and a bell sword hanging from her waist, and she was also covered with a scarred leather armor.
Although his body is full of old things, his eyebrows are sharp and he is full of heroic spirit, as if he can get a glimpse of Yu Zhenren's demeanor in those days.
She threw over a small cloth bag.
The Taoist priest caught it and saw that it was a stack of ordinary but practical yellow talismans such as divine power, body protection, and true fire.
"Without further delay, the work of exterminating the demons has been completed."
…………
Fantasy.
When Li Changan stepped out of the gate of the Temple of Wine again.
The overwhelming bloody stench hit him head-on and made him confused.
He had to pinch his nose before he looked at the illusion of Xiaoshui in front of him.
Light red.
Blood red.
Dark red.
It was as if a rain of blood had fallen, dyeing the entire city in different shades of red.
The ground was covered with a mixture of crushed skin, hair, flesh, and even bones. Walking along it felt like trudging through mud.
Of course, the waterway was covered with a thick layer of blood foam and minced meat, and there were scattered strange and mutilated limbs, pieces of meat, and hair floating in it.
When Li Changan walked to the market.
There was also a mutilated corpse floating down the river.
The Taoist priest walked to the shore, pulled out his sword and fiddled with it.
The corpse was vaguely human-shaped, but there were traces of gnawing all over the body, and its original appearance could no longer be seen. The abdominal cavity was wide open, and the intestines, liver and gallbladder and other internal organs were soaked in blood and turned white.
Yu Mei was a little unhappy.
"Don't let your guard down, there might be monsters lurking nearby."
"rest assured."
Li Changan replied with a smile.
"The wine brewed from Tai Sui is very magical. Monsters who drink Tai Sui wine will give priority to preying on the flesh and blood of creatures who have also drunk the wine. So at this time, there are probably no monsters who will take the initiative to cause trouble for us."
"unless……"
Said.
Li Changan suddenly threw a yellow talisman.
"disease!"
The green flame immediately ignited the corpse.
In the raging fire.
The corpse actually struggled, howled, and fluttered in the water for a while, but the fire was like gangrene attached to the bones and would not be extinguished. Soon, a pile of charred ashes was added to the blood river.
Li Changan raised his head.
Looking around coldly.
However, a large number of demons emerged from the houses, streets, and piles of minced corpses, surrounding the two of them.
They have strange shapes and different races. The only thing they have in common is that their flesh and blood are white.
The Taoist priest's unfinished words finally came out.
"Unless it's a demonic insect under the wings of a phantom butterfly."