A Beidi rider picked up his riding crop and slapped the farmer's thin back hard, urging him sternly: "If we can't deliver the things on time, all of you will be taken to the funeral!"
On the desolate and dilapidated official road, five Beidi riders escorted hundreds of ordinary people. Due to the lack of animal power, these people tied hemp ropes to their bodies and used human power to pull more than a dozen carts. The carts were actually filled with corpses, including even
There are also tall white-haired people.
Each of these conscripted civilian laborers was as skinny as a stick, with a sallow complexion. The hemp ropes binding their torso and shoulders tore their skin, leaving bloodstains on them. Most of their straw sandals were worn out, so they could only walk barefoot.
The Beidi riders on horseback on both sides were holding bows and sabers, and they were arrogant. When they saw a man fell to the ground from exhaustion, they went up and whipped him a few times, cursed a few more words, and after confirming that he was dead, he drew his sword and cut the hemp rope.
Then he ordered other peasants to put the body into the cart.
The journey of more than a hundred miles is not long, but the number of corpses in the cart is constantly increasing.
When the Beidi riders saw several blue-black smoke pillars rising slowly in the distance, they knew they were approaching their destination. However, they did not show any signs of relaxation. Instead, they became more nervous and fearful. Even the horses under their crotches were stamping their hooves restlessly.
If an ordinary person feels fear and tries to avoid it, or resists violently, the Beidi rider calms down the horse, then waves his whip and beats and curses the driver pulling the cart, as if this is the only way to vent his uneasiness.
The carriage and horses finally arrived at an abandoned village, where they saw several hills made of skulls in the open space. A weird man with extremely long hair sat cross-legged among the skulls, shaking his head as if reciting some spell. Among the skulls
Blue-black smoke kept coming out, and the sound of whispers penetrated into everyone's ears.
Even though they had seen the scene of shamans channeling spirits, the Beidi riders still felt that the scene in front of them was very strange. They did not dare to dismount, but said to the hairy weirdo:
"In accordance with the Khan's order, we sent the corpses to you, including a white-haired man. Please assist us in taking down Yanze City as agreed!"
The long-haired weirdo stopped, as if he was thinking deeply, and made an incomprehensible grunting sound. The Beidi riders did not dare to urge him, but just looked at each other.
"Aren't you invited by the Dongyang Kingdom? Why did you want to capture Yanze City?" The long-haired weirdo slowly stood up. He was hunched over and couldn't stand straight at all. Moreover, his beast-like long hair also covered his head and face, making it difficult to see clearly.
face.
The Beidi rider had no choice but to reply: "The Lord of Dongyang originally agreed to allow our tribes to move south and divide pastures for us. As a result, we worked hard but did not receive rewards. The Lord of Dongyang did not abide by the agreement, so we can only ask for it ourselves."
The long-haired weirdo let out an unpleasant laugh, and the hair on his body was shaking: "They said they wanted pasture, but in the end they wanted to seize the city. Your khan probably envied the prosperous life in the south and didn't want to go back to the grasslands of northern Xinjiang to herd horses and sheep."
Several Beidi riders wanted to retort, but when they saw the long-haired weirdo walking to the pile of skeletons, and the green and black smoke creating ghostly shadows as his long and thin fingers passed by, the riders did not dare to speak.
As for the civilians pulling the cart, they were even more frightened and huddled behind the cart. If they weren't tied up with hemp ropes, they would have fled long ago.
The hairy weirdo was about to signal them to move the body down, but suddenly stopped and said to several Beidi riders: "You are being followed."
Several Beidi riders looked shocked. They quickly turned their horses' heads and drew their swords and bows, but they didn't see any unusual movement.
"Up above." Before the long-haired weirdo could finish his words, a ray of purple clouds fell through the air, directly smashing several Beidi riders into pieces, and they charged towards the long-haired weirdo.
The long-haired weirdo, whose movements seemed slow, moved backwards and flew back. The green and black smoke rising from the pile of skeletons no longer rose straight up, but instead circled around and formed a barrier, easily blocking the purple rays of light.
There was a roar, sand flew and rocks flew, and the purple air and glow turned into hundreds of sharp lights, falling from the sky and cutting all the ropes that bound the people. At the same time, a female voice shouted: "You go to the southeast as quickly as possible, there is someone to meet you there."
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The civilians were rescued and fled immediately after hearing the words. The long-haired weirdo seemed a little angry when he saw this, and said in a deep voice: "I still have use for these living people, but you have ruined my good deeds."
After saying this, the long-haired weirdo recited a secret incantation, and the surrounding skulls flew out one after another, blowing up the green and black smoke that invaded the vitality of flesh and blood and flew straight into the air.
At this time, a well-dressed woman appeared in the air. She was seen holding a purple flying silk ribbon in her hand. She was whipping it like a whip. Suddenly, the purple air filled the air and spread out. She was both offensive and defensive, and flew away the skull flying in front of her.
"Humph, that's all!" The woman in the well-dressed dress waved her purple silk ribbon and drew it into a circle, intending to trap the hairy weirdo.
The long-haired weirdo moved a little late, and was immediately immobilized by a cloud of purple clouds, unable to move.
"Something capable." The long-haired weirdo said: "With such magic power, he must be a monk from Guanshe in Dongyang Kingdom? I haven't asked Gao's name yet."
"Ding Muqiu!" The woman in fine clothes stood in the air, with eagle-like eyebrows and phoenix-like eyes, a valiant and heroic posture, and awe-inspiring momentum.
"This... Fellow Daoist Ding." Although the long-haired weirdo was restrained, his tone of voice showed no fear: "I have been ordered by the leader of your country to assist in the conquest of the Chiyun Rebellion. I am currently practicing magic. Why do you want to do this, Fellow Daoist Ding?"
To hurt someone?"
"The demon is lying!" Ding Muqiu angrily shouted: "It drives corpses to prevent the dead from resting in peace, and even steals the souls of living people. Such evil magic that harms living beings should be punished here!"
Ding Muqiu waved the purple silk ribbon again, and wisps of electric light fell down. The hair on the weirdo's body was damaged and burst into flames.
Seeing that the outcome was decided, dozens of skulls that had been swung away suddenly flew back, surrounding Ding Muqiu. At the same time, they opened their jaws wide and let out a piercing scream.
These screams shake the soul, destroy the muscles and bones, and attack the internal organs. Without a skillful way to protect yourself, you will be shocked to the point of being unable to fight back if you are not careful. If you are not well-educated, you will be shocked on the spot.
The internal organs are completely broken.
But Ding Muqiu reacted in time, and the purple silk instantly turned into a continuous purple energy to surround the body, blocking the screams of the skeleton.
However, the one here was distracted to protect himself, and the long-haired weirdo over there easily broke free. He was seen lying on the ground, pressing his palms to the ground, and a strange and sinister aura spread instantly.
The corpses placed on the cart seemed to have received a silent command. Their originally cold and stiff limbs twitched quickly, and then stood up one after another.
Seeing this situation, Ding Muqiu's face became even more angry. He drew with his sword, and the sword light and thunder sounded simultaneously in the purple clouds, mowing down a large number of walking corpses in an instant.
However, the long-haired weirdo frequently used evil spells. Seeing him push hard with his palm, a ghost hand rushed out from the ground. Taking advantage of the moment of sword light and thunder, he directly grabbed Ding Muqiu, dragged her down violently, and slammed her to the ground.
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Although Ding Muqiu was not injured, her energy was stagnated due to the fall. Before she could adjust her breath, the white velvet zombie aroused by the magic picked up a large cart and smashed it mercilessly.
Ding Muqiu rolled over, barely avoiding the dangerous blow, and the other walking corpses came one after another. Countless fishy and stinky creatures approached, making her frightened and angry but also filled with great disgust.
"Stand back!" Ding Muqiu shouted, and the purple silk condensed into a sharp blade, cutting all the walking corpses in front of them in half.
However, after these walking corpses were cut in half, their upper bodies could still move freely. They crawled on the ground with both hands, dragging their rotten intestines with them, and kept getting closer.
Even though he had been used to seeing killings and corpses over the years, Ding Muqiu still couldn't help but feel timid when faced with this scene.
"Fellow Daoist Ding, are you scared?" The long-haired weirdo let out a sinister laugh, and activated various sorcery spells at the same time. Skeletons spit out black smoke, walking corpses flew up, and ghost hands waited for opportunities to attack secretly. They fought for several rounds.
, Ding Muqiu was already at a disadvantage, and his defeats appeared frequently.
Just as he dodged a heavy kick from the white velvet people, the ghost ghost's hand grabbed his ankle from the ground. Several zombies roared and pounced on them with hunger and thirst. He barely shook the purple silk to force them away, but they were killed by the vicious zombies.
When Qi invades and attacks the seven orifices, the five senses are suddenly confused and it is difficult to continue.
"I have decided." The long-haired weirdo slowly stepped forward surrounded by a group of zombies, revealing a deformed and twisted face, as if it had not healed completely after being beaten. It was extremely ugly and ferocious. He looked at Ding Muqiu with greedy eyes,
Said:
"It would be a pity that Fellow Daoist Ding, such a beautiful woman, would turn into a walking corpse. Don't worry, I have always cared for you. After tasting every inch of Fellow Daoist Ding's skin, I will use the best elixir to keep your flesh and blood alive. I guarantee that you will only remember me forever."
Ding Muqiu had a look of fear on her face when she heard this. She absolutely could not be humiliated by such monsters. She immediately felt determined and raised her hand to cover herself with the heavenly spirit.
However, as soon as she raised her hand, Ding Muqiu felt cold all over her body. The ghost's hand that grabbed her ankle controlled the meridians all over her body, making her unable to move.
When the hairy weirdo saw this, he let out a terrifying laugh, and Ding Muqiu felt completely despaired.
Just when the hairy weirdo was about to reach out to touch Ding Muqiu, there was a thunderous thunderbolt in the sky, like the anger of the nine heavens, which was heard all over the world. Thunder and sparks rushed down, destroying all evil spirits!
In just one moment, the skulls spewing black smoke were smashed to pieces by hundreds of thunder arrows. The walking corpses on the ground were incinerated by the Nine Dragons Divine Fire. The majestic sword light was like a rainbow in the sky, directly cutting off the limbs of the long-haired weirdo.
Then a huge palm came down, razing a hundred feet in radius to the ground.
Looking back at Ding Muqiu, thunder and fire roared all around, and she seemed to be in the center of the storm, unscathed. She just looked at the vast white land in front of her that was devastated by thunder and fire, stunned and speechless.
"Who is it..." The hairy weirdo's limbs were cut off by the sword light, and most of his cultivation power was instantly wiped away. He reluctantly watched in disbelief.
"Do you still remember me?" In a cloud of smoke and dust, Zhao Shu walked out with his hands behind his back. He didn't know who he was addressing.
When the long-haired weirdo saw Zhao Mi, he was slightly startled at first, then seemed to think of something, his teeth trembled and said: "Zhao, Zhao, Zhao... you are Zhao Mi!"
"It seems that I left some impression on you in that air-to-air fight." Zhao Shu looked at the long-haired weirdo coldly: "But you, I didn't expect that you would dare to come to Xingluo County and play like you did back then.
Tricks. But I have to say that you are much better than you were back then. After all, it is better to be more sophisticated than to use too much in driving the zombies, don’t you think so?"
Zhao Shu's tone of commenting on the younger generation made the long-haired weirdo fear and hate him: "You are indeed not dead!"
"There are a lot of rumors about me." Zhao Shu didn't pay much attention.
"Then what are you waiting for? Do you have to continue humiliating me? Do it!" The long-haired weirdo yelled like crazy. Now it was his turn to be completely desperate.
"You are still of some use." Zhao Shui flicked his sleeves, and the mighty tiger general appeared, directly captured the long-haired weirdo and restrained him, then flew away into the distance.
Zhao Shu did not kill the hairy weirdo immediately because he hoped to find clues about the evil god from outside the world. However, he did not expect that he would meet Ding Muqiu here.
When Ding Muqiu saw Zhao Mi, she was speechless for a long time. She was stunned at first, then confused, and finally relaxed. Just when she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a spin and fainted.
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When Ding Muqiu woke up again, she found herself lying on an exquisite soft couch. After sleeping in the open air for many years, she was not used to it at this moment.
Standing up and looking around, he was currently in a luxurious palace. There was a nine-color glazed incense burner on the table next to the couch, and the smoke was slowly flowing. Other jade pots and lamps, gold palace lanterns, cloud brocade curtains, azure screens, and so on were all there.
It was extremely luxurious, and Ding Muqiu was stunned for a moment.
At this moment, Zhao Mi opened the curtain and came in, smiling and saying: "Ding Daoyou, are you awake?"
"You..." Ding Muqiu still felt unbelievable when he saw Zhao Shu again, as if everything in front of him was unreal.
Zhao Miao said: "You were injured by evil spells before, and the foul corpse energy invaded the meridians, making your soul unstable. I have eliminated the corpse energy for you. You only need to rest for a few days and you will be back to your original state."
Ding Muqiu stroked his forehead numbly and said with a wry smile: "It seems I still underestimated the enemy."
"Why did Fellow Daoist Ding appear in Xingluo County?" Zhao Shu sat down and asked.
"I..." Ding Muqiu hesitated, but decided to explain: "I am currently joining forces with a rebel army to fight against the Rongdi in Northern Xinjiang. I found out before that they forced civilians to transport corpses, and I guessed that they were working for evil spirits.
So I followed secretly, intending to kill the evil spirits, but... you also saw it."
Zhao Mo was silent, and Ding Muqiu found that the other party had been staring at him, feeling a little uncomfortable. As soon as he lowered his head, he found that his smart clothes had been replaced by light silk clothes, and his expression immediately changed: "Where are my clothes?"
"Take it for washing." Zhao Shu gave a high-five, and a heroic woman wearing a scarlet sword uniform came, holding clothes in her hands, and explained with a smile: "Miss Ding, you are worrying too much, the clothes are
I changed it for you, Master will not take advantage of others' danger!"
"Master?" Ding Muqiu looked at Zhao Shui and the woman in red with some surprise.
"Tongying, when did you become so talkative?" Zhao Shu glared, and the woman in red quickly put down her clothes, covered her mouth and snickered, and trotted away.
"Have you accepted a disciple?" Ding Muqiu didn't respond.
Zhao Mo nodded slightly, Ding Muqiu was out of danger, finally relaxed, and said with emotion: "After so many years, not only are you still alive, but you have also undergone such a big change. I heard the news that you came back from the dead, but I didn't expect to see you.