Chapter 175: I am Dian Wei, the evil from ancient times has come
"ah--"
Black smoke surrounded the whole body of the 'bride', falling to the ground and rolling and screaming. The red hijab fell to the side, her face was bloodless and plump, her eyes were smeared with red rouge, her lips were wide and long, and a pair of fine hornets could be faintly seen.
tooth.
The violent shout just now made her soul shake. She looked at the man in front of the temple and had no more thoughts. She looked at the firelight from the dilapidated old temple with fear.
There are experts inside...
The 'bride' turned around and jumped into the air, dragging her red dress and floating out. In front of her field of vision, there was a figure about four feet tall, wearing a phoenix-winged helmet and bright light armor. The moment her pupils narrowed, a copper hammer as thick as an eaves column clicked.
Hit her on the forehead.
The flying figure flew towards Yang Chengyi like a cannonball. The latter was so frightened that he crawled towards the temple door and bumped into the skewed temple door. The flying woman landed in front of the stone steps and lost her voice. She blinked.
The space shrunk and turned into a civet cat, bleeding from its seven orifices and dying.
When Yang Chengyi saw this scene, he was so frightened that he ran towards the temple several times. He seemed to have touched something on the back of his head. He quickly turned around and saw the young man in Qingyi whom he had seen this afternoon. He opened his mouth a few times, but he was stammering.
Speechless.
"Brother..."
Thinking of the unexpected reminder from the other party in the afternoon, the scene just outside the temple where a god transformed into a man and killed monsters was even more shocking than meeting the soul of a dead person in that house.
There was no need to think that he had really met a master from this world. Yang Chengyi swallowed a few times and looked at the other person at a loss. Here, Chen Yuan smiled and raised his sleeves, and a breeze blew on the man's face.
superior.
Yang Chengyi suddenly felt frightened and uneasy in his heart, and calmed down a lot. He hurriedly got up from the ground and followed Chen Yuan in, bowing and thanking him.
"Thank you, little brother... The expert reached out to save me, but I almost..."
Having said this, Yang Chengyi thought of his missing wife and the four nursing homes, and his eyes became wet and red. When Chen Yuan scooped up a bowl of rice porridge and blew on it, the man knelt down on the ground and said, "Master, please help me."
I rescued my wife and the nursing home, they are all trapped in that ghost hospital."
The hot air rose in the ladle, and Chen Yuan blew it over the hot porridge. He walked to the master who was sleeping soundly, put the bowls and chopsticks aside, and then came back.
"Give me a few grains of silver today. It shows that you are usually a generous person who helps in emergencies. Since you have this fate, you can't ignore it. Can you tell me what happened?"
Hearing the master's agreement, Yang Chengyi felt much more at ease, so he killed his friend in a mysterious and sudden death, and then resurrected him. He said that he had met the god and invited him to a banquet with him. Unexpectedly, the banquet hall was full of people who had died long ago.
He knew a few of them.
“…The groom’s official brought out by the bride was actually a paper man with the same appearance as me, so I led my wife and ran out of the yard, but halfway, my wife turned into the bride and chased me all the way.
"
After listening, Chen Yuan nodded, smiled and spooned a bowl of porridge water to the other party, "Some spirits often wander around the market and become a habit. They learn from people's habits and recruit a group of evil ghosts to show off. You are at the banquet.
There must be a bunch of civet cats in this house, and the old woman is the biggest one. If she wants to marry her daughter to you, I guess it’s because of your reputation. It’s also a good thing that you ran away in time, otherwise you would have married her.”
"What happens after worship?"
Chen Yuan looked at his curious look and laughed: "How can I let you live after worshiping the church? Of course you will become a ghost and live with them and be enslaved by them."
After saying that, Chen Yuan suddenly clapped his hands, as if the sound of something falling to the ground came from outside. Just when Yang Chengyi beside the campfire was wondering, he heard heavy footsteps outside the temple, and subconsciously turned around. In his field of vision, there was a figure with a tiger's back and a strong waist.
Standing outside the temple gate, his muscles are knotted, his head is blocked by the door frame and his face cannot be seen, his chest is densely covered with black hair, and he is holding two short halberds in both hands.
"Zhenjun, what do you have to say?"
"There is a nest of civet cat spirits nearby. You go there with the evil spirit and rescue this brother's wife and the guardian."
"yes."
With the brief words of the low voice, the sturdy figure turned around, picked up the body of the civet cat on the ground, and left. The fire flickered, and Yang Chengyi watched the figure leave at the door. He turned around, feeling a little uneasy: "Master...he is alone...
"
He wanted to say that he might not be able to deal with one person, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that he was being abrupt. How could the master have expected that? Since he called one person to go, it made sense.
Knowing that he was worried, Chen Yuan smiled and waved his hand, scooped out a bowl of porridge and blew on it.
"It doesn't matter, you wait here, and we will rescue the woman and the nursing home later. By the way, I just have something I want to ask."
"Excuse me, sir." Yang Chengyi quickly put down the bowl and sat up straight on his knees.
"Is there a place like Qingli Mountain here in Xiazhou?"
"Yes, there is still seventy miles to go along this road."
Yang Chengyi looked respectful, but he answered absently, and still looked back at the temple gate uneasily.
The night was deep outside, and the forest was swaying and rustling in the darkness. The courtyard in the thin mist was filled with gloomy winds, and the front hall with swaying dim lights was filled with roars.
The old woman was leaning on a cane, her eyes glowing green. Her daughter, who had chased her out to find the groom, was dead. She angrily clenched the cane in her hand.
"Where did the nosy monk come from? I'm going to eat him and peel off his skin!"
She had many daughters, and the death of one of her daughters did not make her so angry, but the grand ceremony made her lose face in front of all the invited guests.
…
Outside the courtyard, the lantern under the eaves creaked and swayed. Outside the range of the swaying light, a tall figure took a step forward with two halberds in one hand. In the other hand, there was a furry civet cat.
It's dripping with blood.
Walking into the range of the light, there was a bang when he raised his foot, and the courtyard door exploded inward and collapsed. The servants and servants in the courtyard turned their heads one after another, with cat whiskers showing on their lips, fangs grinning, and threatening to hiss.
Whisper.
What answered them was the short halberd that flew out of the giant man's hand and was inserted into the skinny steward's chest. The moment he flew out with him, the grinning and hissing servants around him rushed forward with their hands and claws.
The giant man walked leisurely and went straight forward. For a moment, blood and screams were heard in the courtyard.
…
"Bring the man's wife here, and the four nursing homes..."
The old woman leaned on her crutches, her flabby skin had a horrifying expression, "Since Yang Chengyi can't become my son-in-law, the banquet must still go on and share the food with everyone. Zhuangzhuang is doing his best. If he is nosy,
If a cultivator dares to come over, everyone and I will kill him together... What's the sound?"
The old woman felt panicked for no reason. The moment she said her last doubtful words, chaos spread rapidly outside. The moment she stood up, the door of the banquet hall was kicked open.
A tall figure stood outside the door.
His body was exposed, his muscles were knotted, and he was mottled with blood. In the dim light, the man had a yellow face, a thick beard and evil eyes, and a beard around his chin was like a steel needle. A civet cat in his hand was thrown into the banquet hall.
and fell at the old woman's feet.
The old woman looked at the body on the ground and knew it was her daughter. She looked at the gloomy and depressing giant man outside the door: "Who are you?!"
In the flickering lights, a figure with a sinister and gloomy face grinned.
"I am Dian Wei, and by the order of the True Lord, I have come... to kill you and others!"