In the dim light of the fire, dark shadows were revealed, all of which were wood carvings with strange faces. After hearing the news, the robbers who came to the village took a deep breath one by one. The traders who were also kidnapped quickly buried their heads in their crotches.
The man in front of the village building is the leader of the village, and he is tall and majestic, but the man on the other side is no longer the common sense. Seeing the puppets with scarlet eyes around him, he pushed the confidant next to him,
He turned around and ran into the building, shouting: "Please come out of the Taoist priest quickly——"
Taoist priest?
Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that there was a Taoist priest in this village. He just didn't know what his cultivation level was and whether he could break his spell.
The gangsters who had originally surrounded the village were horrified and wanted to run away. Someone opened the gate of the village. Chen Yuan glanced sideways, raised his hand and flicked the magic technique in the air.
'Snapped!'
The village gate broke free and closed on its own. The bandits who wanted to leave were so frightened that they thought Chen Yuan was going to kill them. They trembled and dropped their weapons, squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, and yelled.
"Spare your life. We are all common people not far from the mountain..."
"The young ones are blind and have disturbed the masters, so they took us for granted."
"Nonsense, experts don't fart!"
Someone corrected him, and when he looked up, he saw an old face with a gray beard looking at him with a smile. He held a puppet in his hand with its limbs twisting and its eyes glowing red. He polished the wooden face smooth and applied dye.
, penetratingly tight.
The bandit screamed "Wow", jumped up on the spot, and ran away. The crazy old man held a puppet and chased after him with laughter, causing other bandits to avoid each other, pushing each other, bumping into their companions, and water.
The tank was in a state of chaos.
At this time, in the village building, a burly man was holding a steel knife. When he saw his men inviting the Taoist priest who had gone up the mountain by mistake from the room upstairs, he immediately cheered up and said, "Taoist priest, I heard you say before that catching ghosts is like eating."
Simple."
"That's right. I belong to the Benevolent Heavenly Master... Hey, why is it so lively outside?"
In the shadow with his back to the firelight, the Taoist priest's face could not be seen clearly, but his figure appeared broad and fat. When he looked outside, his wrist was pinched by the burly man who came over.
"Taoist Master, since you know how to cast ghosts, it just so happens that there is one outside..."
"ah?"
The fat figure was stunned, and then he was pulled away by the man. He rubbed the ground and tried to pull back, but he was not as strong as the other man. He hurriedly said: "Fortress leader, don't talk nonsense about ghosts... Hey, wait a minute.
You have to let me prepare some methods..."
Outside, Chen Yuan, who heard the commotion, tilted his head and glanced at the village building. What caught his eye was a round belly wearing a gray and black monk's robe. He appeared at the door first, and extended up to a fat face with a fat head, big ears, and a mustache.
, and said something serious to the thief leader next to him.
"The leader of the village, please be patient, he's just a little bit of a brat, but he needs to be accurate in his approach first..."
He turned his gaze to Chen Yuan's and met Chen Yuan's gaze. His words stopped abruptly, and he was pushed by the burly man on the back. He stumbled down the stone steps and saw the strange puppets at Chen Yuan's feet. His face
His upper muscles twitched, and his expression immediately straightened, showing dignity.
"They're just some little brats. I'll deal with them as I see fit."
The fat Taoist lowered his gaze, wiped his beard, pushed up his sleeves, made two claw-like gestures with his palms, and stepped slowly.
Chen Yuan was a little surprised. Isn't this the fake Taoist priest who cheated people with food and drinks? Where did he get the courage this time?
His eyes fell on the steps taken by the other party, and before he thought much about it, over there, the fat Taoist priest made a roar with his mouth in an 'O' shape, and rushed towards Chen Yuan. The next moment he took the step, his feet suddenly became unsteady and chubby.
His body fell to the ground with a bang, and he lay there, motionless, and fainted.
The corner of Chen Yuan's mouth twitched, and then he burst into laughter. Sure enough, he still had the same virtue.
He raised his eyes and looked at the big man in front of the village building. The latter shouted several times: "Taoist! Taoist!" Seeing no response, he could only dance with the big sword in his hand.
"I'm going to invite you to watch a play. I'll call your people and sit down over there! One less person will skin you all tonight!"
Chen Yuan shouted in a deep voice, turned around and walked to the caravan. The man stopped his posture and threw the weapon to the ground with a bang. He quickly bowed and nodded, kicked the henchman on the ground, and said seriously:
"Did you hear what the master said? Hurry up and call everyone. One less person will skin you!"
The fat bandit got up in a hurry, shook his belly and ran away, calling for the trembling people to come over and sit on the ground together.
"Master, they are all sitting over there."
The burly man swallowed his saliva and walked to the bullock cart. He looked at a piece of black cloth and a wooden frame flying out of the shed out of thin air. He opened his mouth in amazement. The old bull glanced at him and snorted disdainfully. When he saw his master coming,
He turned his head back without squinting.
"Put up the shelves and sit among them."
"Yes, I will definitely obey the master's orders!"
The man asked two bandits to drag the things on the ground to an open area to set up. Here, Chen Yuan looked at the unconscious Taoist priest on the ground and kicked him in the butt. The other man's eyes were closed tightly and he remained motionless.
He squatted down and lowered his voice.
"You're a big boss, and you're still pretending to be faint. If you don't get up, I'll let the puppet eat you clean inch by inch."
The figure on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, struggled to get up, and looked at the young man in front of him with wide eyes, and his mouth was trembling.
"You wouldn't be so cruel, would you?"
"Go over there and sit with those bandits."
With a flick of his fingers, Chen Yuan directly pushed the Taoist priest two feet along the ground and sat down in the crowd. The simple stage was set up, and the burning torches around it were extinguished, and only a few flew down on both sides of the stage.
In the darkness, everyone looked anxiously at the table that was only illuminated by firelight. The next moment, they saw the crazy old man banging a gong. On the set of the stage, a puppet slowly walked out, with a dark face, a leopard head and eyes.
The man with thick beard glared angrily, holding a snake spear and speaking menacingly.
No one can be seen secretly controlling him, as if he is alive. He is less than a foot tall, but the bandits in the audience are frightened to see him. However, after a while, the uneasy mood gradually calms down, and the scene performed on the stage emerges in everyone's mind.
Seems normal.
I seem to have seen how the black man with the leopard head and ring eyes met his brothers and fought together on the battlefield. The Yellow Turbans were so brave and invincible...
The night is getting darker.
Chen Yuan stood behind the stage, controlling the wood carving with his fingers. In his eyes, he could faintly see wisps of blue light that ordinary people could not see swirling around. It fell on the wood carving of San Ye on the stage, and turned into a few wisps of green energy that penetrated into his chest.
, it merges with the magic power in the body and spins, and it becomes slightly stronger.
Time passed gradually.
After the last performance of "Going Home" was performed on the stage, all the bandits in the audience finally breathed a sigh of relief. It looked good, but sitting like this all the time made my back hurt.
However, at the moment the curtain came to an end, a gong rang, and the lines from the first play "Battlefield" rang out again.
They opened their mouths slightly and saw Zhang Fei's puppet, whose name they already knew, slowly walked onto the stage holding a snake spear... and performed the same play.
For a moment, they wanted to report to the official.
…
There was a slight white gap in the sky.
In the dark sky, a paper crane fell on the ground nearby. Three figures pursued it. Among them, the woman picked up the paper crane and scanned the mountains covered in misty colors.
"Zhihe's mana has been exhausted...but that person should be nearby."
"Be careful."
Qin Shouyan gave an instruction, and the long swords in the hands of the three of them lost their simplicity and turned into magic swords with jade handles and beads.