She stood in the heavy rain outside the house, her long wet hair hanging in strands beside her pale face. Her raincoat was missing, and her coat was stained but not bloodstained - she was in a mess but not seriously injured.
This should be a good thing.
But……
"Where's Brother Li?"
"I don't know, I haven't met him."
"Then who is following you?!"
In the alley behind Xiao Shu, wind, rain and night formed a dark curtain, and behind the curtain stood a vague silhouette silently.
It appeared after Xiao Shu.
At first, everyone hoped it was Li Changan.
But when Xiao Shu's expression gradually became horrified - the answer was already self-evident.
The flashlight was hurriedly thrown into the alley. The thing was frightened by the light and suddenly retreated deeper into the darkness.
But that short moment was enough for everyone to see its face.
A face that is thin, covered with wrinkles and dark spots, and has no facial features.
A monster's face!
"Xiao Xiao, come in quickly!"
Xiao Shu seemed to be frightened, his body was shaking like a quail, but his feet could not move at all.
"grass!"
Yi Baohua cursed, gritted his teeth, rushed over, grabbed Xiao Shu, and hurriedly glanced towards the alley from the corner of his eye.
Just one glance is like falling into an ice cellar.
But I saw that the strange figure was like a wild beast, crawling on all fours and approaching quickly.
Also at this time.
Someone threw a Molotov cocktail over their heads and hit the entrance of the alley, making a "clang" sound in the rain.
"It's... useless?!"
"Nonsense, you didn't light the fire!"
This conversation really made people laugh and cry.
But how could Yi Baohua care about crying now? How could he care about laughing? Fortunately, this Molotov cocktail also frightened the monster, and it temporarily retreated into the shadows.
So he seized the opportunity, dragged Xiao Shu, and ran desperately towards the house and into the "talisman circle" left by the Taoist priest.
The distance was actually very close, only a dozen steps, but even though Yi Baohua used all his strength in every step, he still heard in despair - "pop".
It was the sound of something slapping against standing water.
The voice was urgent and fast.
Yi Baohua had just crossed the gap and rushed into the house, but the voice was already heard behind him.
"Get down!"
He didn't hear it clearly at all, but he hurriedly mixed his feet with garlic. By some mistake, he pulled Xiao Shu down together. At the same time, several Molotov cocktails flew over his head.
This time, a fire was lit.
Boom~
Fire and heat rise.
He looked back in panic, and saw a wall of fire rising very close to his feet, blocking the gap in the house. It seemed that something had been ignited. The thing that he had no time to see clearly rolled into the water and disappeared into the darkness.
"What are you still doing?"
Yi Baohua was startled, grabbed Xiao Shu, and moved his hands and feet back into the "talisman circle".
…
Outside, the wind and rain were noisy; inside, there was dead silence.
Everyone crowded into the small "talisman circle", holding the only weapon - Molotov cocktail, staring at the gap in the old house.
However, until the fire was gradually extinguished, the monster never appeared.
"It..." Wang Zhongmin's voice was knotted, "is it gone?"
"Maybe he left." Zeng Guangwen himself didn't believe it.
Click~
The sudden sound came from the roof.
It's not the wind and rain that I'm used to, but something stepping on the tiles.
"It's up there!"
Wang Zhongmin's hoarse words were more like a wail than a reminder.
Also in this wailing, the sounds became more and more numerous and dense, from left to right, from east to west.
The monster kept moving on the roof, pulling everyone's trembling eyes back and forth, making everyone's nerves become tighter and tighter, until...
Bang~
Several tiles fell off, leaving a gap in the roof.
The wind and rain howled, and the candlelight dimmed.
The monster finally showed its true face.
…
It slowly got in through the gap in the roof.
Roughly shaped like a human.
He has a frighteningly old face and a skinny body.
The hands and feet were as nimble as maggots without bones. They squirmed in as the body moved in, each wrapped around the beams of the roof, and the head hung down.
The yellow eyeballs, the empty gaze, lifelessly peering at the living people below.
…
Zeng Guangwen felt like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake.
His heart was obviously beating, but his hands and feet were so numb that he couldn't control his movements.
His nose smelled like urine.
I don't know who it is.
But it’s better not to be me?
This untimely and funny idea just occurred to me.
suddenly.
A sharp cry almost tore my eardrums.
Immediately afterwards.
A Molotov cocktail suddenly flew towards the monster.
Zeng Guangwen woke up as if from a dream, and his face changed drastically at the same time.
"don't want!"
Unfortunately it's still too late.
The bottles in everyone's hands have been thrown out one after another along with the former.
The monster was trapped between the beams, unable to dodge, and was instantly ignited by the flames. During the struggle, it shook off a rain of fire. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, it broke through the roof and escaped into the rain.
But everyone in the house was not doing well either.
They soon discovered that the old house was old and most of the wooden structure had long since dried up and turned into the best fuel.
The Molotov cocktail not only repelled the monster, but also set the rafters on fire.
Then the fire spread quickly.
In the blink of an eye, his eyes were filled with fire.
There was a brief moment of sluggishness followed by another burst of confusion.
"It's on fire! It's on fire!"
"Stop howling, no one can see!"
"what to do?"
"Only run away!"
"But Brother Li's circle..."
"Don't worry! Do you want to stay here and wait to be burned to death?"
I don’t know who took the lead.
Everyone left the "talisman circle" and rushed into the old mountain village in the rainy night.
…………
Li Changan felt the embarrassment he had not seen for a long time.
There is an iron knife in his hand, which is enough to cut off the head of the demon, but the opponent can still be alive and kicking even if the corpse is broken into pieces.
There is a stack of talismans in his pocket, which can burn monsters to ashes. However, with heavy rain and stagnant water flowing across the river, the power of the fire talisman is limited. Unless the monster is restrained and unable to escape, one or two of them will not work. And if you want to win by quantity.
, deal with it one by one, and I am afraid that the number of talismans produced in a hurry is insufficient.
Therefore, when Li Changan discovered that the monster was attacking him, he ran into the alley next to him without thinking.
The old village has densely packed houses and complicated alleyways, making it a good place to get rid of enemies or defeat them one by one.
…
With the magical armor and horse on his body, Li Changan's every step is like an arrow leaving the string.
But tonight, in this old village deep in the mountains, there was something faster than him.
There were a lot of "ta-da" footsteps in the darkness.
The Taoist priest swept away with his flashlight, and the "six-legged monster" raised its scary face in the blurry light.
Li Changan kept twisting and turning, and it almost became a line of dim light that reflected in the winding alley, but the monster stepped on the wall, climbed over the tile roof, and stepped on the top of the wall, still clinging to it.
When he tried to get rid of the other party again and got into a narrow alley.
Unexpectedly, there is a dead end ahead.
surprised.
Turn around once.
The monster was already running on par with him, and suddenly he collided with him.
Not as good as dodge.
Both sides lose balance at the same time.
While rolling, another little monster jumped out of the "Hexagonal Monster" and rushed towards the Taoist priest. It had no body, an ugly head with slender hands and feet directly connected to it, and two rusty iron knives in its hands. There was a chaos when it hit the head.
cut.
clang ~ clang ~
A few sparks were instantly annihilated.
A rusty knife in the little monster's hand had been thrown high into the air, and the other one was embedded in his forehead.
The Taoist priest kicked the handle of the knife, and the blade penetrated completely. The little monster was also kicked away and hit the "Hexagonal Monster"'s arms, turning into two gourds rolling on the ground.
Due to inertia, the Taoist priest also rolled several times in the stagnant water, and finally hit a stone wall. He immediately stood up regardless of the pain.
The monster is at the entrance of the alley a dozen steps away.
A short period of wind and rain separated.
Li Changan exhaled a breath and stood up slowly; the monster pulled out the rusty iron knife from his forehead, and the wound healed quickly.
The brief confrontation lasted only a few breaths.
The monsters pounced again.
However, Li Changan suddenly climbed over the courtyard wall and got into the hut behind the wall.
Two monsters followed closely behind.
…
It's said to be a house, but it's actually a shack.
A hundred years ago, when the village was still "alive", it might have been used as a utility room or a firewood shed, but it didn't matter at this moment. What mattered was that it was narrow enough that there was no room for dodge.
, so narrow that as long as both sides come in, they can only fight to the death.
But when they met on a narrow road, Li Changan didn't swing the iron knife immediately, let alone break the roof and escape. He just threw a Molotov cocktail.
A burning bottle with a tightly sealed mouth.
There is a yellow talisman soaked in the bottle, and red light is emitting from the talisman.
The red light quickly brightened, causing the bottle to swell and deform.
The monster kicked its legs wildly and tried its best to stop before it could jump out of the house. There was a coffin at Li Changan's feet. He struggled to lift the thick coffin lid and put the coffin upright in front of him.
next moment.
Bang~
The fire dispersed the heavy rain.
The old wall on the side of the shack burst open, and as flames spewed out, Li Changan was thrown away with a faint green light and the broken coffin boards, and fell into the long water-filled alley. He curled up and slid along with his back pressed to the ground, plowing out the alley and spraying water towards him.
Splash on both walls.
Is it solved?
Just as the Taoist priest was thinking, a familiar smell suddenly penetrated his nose.
His expression changed, and before he could turn over, his right elbow hit the stone slab beneath him heavily.
The whole person just soared into the sky.
A black shadow swept under him, followed by an explosion like a whip being whipped.
But when you see stagnant water, weeds, mud, and gravel, they are all swept away in an instant.
The man was in mid-air, turning his head to look.
Ahead, the monster with no arms or legs and a body as slender as a python stood tall, its "snake tail" raised again, like a long knife and axe, carrying the wind and rain, slashing into the narrow alley.
Even in a narrow alley, where is the room for dodge?
There is always only one choice for a Taoist priest.
He kicked his foot against the wall and retreated instead of moving forward.
The snake's tail then slowed down a step, grazing the Taoist priest's shoulder and slashing into the air; and the Taoist priest's blade flickered, and the deep alley reflected a cold green light.
In a blink of an eye.
The blue light disappeared, the Taoist sheathed his sword, and the basilisk was cut into two pieces.
Half of the snake's tail was thrown far out of the alley, and half of the snake's body was shaking unsteadily and about to fall into the water.
It sounds miserable, but Li Changan knows very well that, let alone cutting him off at the waist, even cutting him into pieces is nothing more than a minor injury to the demon in front of him.
He had already swung the knife again, tilting it upward, intending to split the monster's head.
But halfway through swinging the knife, the Taoist priest suddenly retracted his arm and protected it in front of him.
boom!
There was another explosion.
The stone wall on one side of the alley burst into pieces.
Amid the splashes of gravel and rain, a fist as big as a human head punched out.
Then, in the darkness, the impact sounded like a muffled thunder.
The wind and rain were all stopped.
Immediately afterwards.
Li Changan was like a cannonball that smashed into the alley wall. His force did not diminish, and he was violently thrown into an old house outside the alley.
Click~Click~Boom~
The walls fell and the beams fell apart.
The house collapsed, burying Li Changan in a pile of rubble and rubble.
…
The fighting in the alley has subsided for the time being.
The wind and rain roared in again, suppressing the murderous aura and smoke.
The thing that knocked Li Changan away also showed its shape.
It was a fat giant, taller than the wall, filling the alley with fat.
The "giant" lifted the "basilisk" with one hand, and a "click-click" sound was heard in the alley. The "six-legged monster" came out of the night, with some burns on his body and some glass shards in his hands, but his movements were completely unimpeded. Following closely, the little
The monsters also gathered around, with the same wounds and the same movements, except that they were holding half of the snake's tail that flew out.
The "giant" took the snake's tail and connected the broken body and tail of the "basilisk". In just a few breaths, the "basilisk" was intact as before.
So, after a fight.
The four monsters gathered in the alley again.
However, Li Changan was buried in the ruins, and there was no movement. Looking from a distance, he saw a pile of barren graves.
The Taoist priest is dead?
The monsters are much more cautious.
It doesn't matter if it's a last-ditch attack or digging up corpses.
Without seeing them communicating, they all approached the ruins.
But as soon as the monsters took a step, the "giant" suddenly stopped.
Lower your head.
There were seven or eight small fish swimming around the "feet".
The fish are certainly not surprising.
The strange thing is that the fish are all made of paper, and the paper is painted with cinnabar. The cinnabar reflects red light, and the red light becomes more and more powerful, illuminating the alley with the glow of fire.
I don't know where the sound came from.
"Edict."
The fire soared into the sky.
…
A little while.
The fire gradually went out, and a series of violent coughs sounded among the remaining bricks and tiles.
Li Changan was seen pushing aside the rocks and getting out with a disgraced face.
"Hey, good guy, it's like being hit by a dump truck." He moved his arms, "Fortunately, I'm prepared."
He moved stiffly to the alley and saw the ashes left by the four monsters. He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly threw away a yellow talisman stuck in his clothes. He suddenly felt that his body felt much more relaxed.
This is the "Wood Spirit Talisman", which uses a ray of Yimu spiritual energy to protect the body. It also has the magical effect of protecting the body, shielding pain, and healing wounds.
Of course, the side effect is that it gradually assimilates you into a real piece of wood.
"It's really hard to get these monsters to get together and be burned."
Li Changan took out the "Fire Spirit Talisman" and quickly folded it, while shaking his head and talking to himself.
"But the yellow talisman is limited, so there's nothing we can do about it."
After saying that, the talisman paper had been folded into a frizzy paper crane, held it to his mouth, and took a gentle breath.
The paper crane suddenly came to life, fluttered its wings and flew into the night sky.
Then, Li Changan took out half of a plastic bottle from his pocket. There was a light layer of red at the bottom of the bottle, which was a mixture of cinnabar and idol powder. He glued it on with his fingers and quickly traced it on the blade.
Er.
The outline is completed.
Almost at the same time, a ball of fireworks exploded in the sky, and wrapped in the flames was a monster flapping its wings desperately.
The Taoist priest immediately turned around and threw his arms.
The iron sword was submerged in the wind and rain.
The monster fell to the ground.
…
For the first time, Li Changan took a closer look at the monsters in the mountain village.
The skin is gray and lacks texture, and the body is skinny but has no joints. The limbs are arranged messily on both sides of the body, and are connected with each other by fleshy membranes to form a pair of wings, which is what allows it to fly.
It looks weird, too weird to be human, and the image actually lacks a bit of terror.
Maybe it's because he can't move, like a dead thing?
Li Changan pulled out the iron knife from the monster's chest.
The monster immediately opened its eyes, its wings struggled and fluttered violently, and was about to fly again...
puff.
The knife stabbed back again.
Then its wings drooped weakly, and it became dead again.
The Taoist priest rubbed the stubble on his chin, whether it was scary or not, and with his increasingly rough nerves, he didn't feel it, but he could see that the powder of "喖唔娦克" was indeed very effective, and it took effect very quickly.
I feel more reassured about Professor Shao's safety.
As long as they obey and don't run around... Li Changan turned around to look for the direction he came from.