The black insects rotted and turned into wisps of breath that flew into Chen Yuan's palm. With a flick of his wide sleeves, he lifted Xu Huaiyu who was unconscious from the ground and threw him to the fat Taoist who followed.
"Take him aside."
While talking, he was exposed to spells together with the still-living Duhou soldiers. He had learned these spells in books, and knowing the principles, it would be easy to break the curse.
"I don't need you here. I'll protect you and wait outside."
"Thank you sir for your help!"
The seventeen people who were still alive thanked him repeatedly. They also knew that this kind of thing was no longer something ordinary people like them could get involved in, so they hurriedly followed the fat Taoist in front and left.
"No one can leave—"
At this time, among the only four people left, the leader finally felt a little embarrassed. The moment he screamed, the collapsed hut exploded. One of the men who had been knocked into the ruins flew out. The next moment, a
An arm as thick as a wooden beam stretched out, and the big palm directly pinched the figure in the flying rain curtain, held the opponent's head, and pulled him back to the ruins with a series of screams: "Ah!"
The Linjiang County soldiers who ran away looked back and were scolded by the fat Taoist priest in front of them. Then they came to their senses and quickly moved away from here.
The sound of stepping footsteps on the water faded away, and the surroundings fell into silence.
Outside the collapsed hut, among the four people who were embarrassed in the rain, the leading man's face was ashen. As he watched the group of soldiers run away, his eyes fell on the figure in a loose robe. It was not that the other party suddenly appeared, but that the other party's spellcasting method was a bit wary.
'His method is a bit weird, he sucks black worms.'
'Maybe he is also an evil cultivator.'
The four of them used secret methods to convey their opinions and discuss what to do next. The leading man took two steps and stopped, his face calmed down, and he raised his hand and arched towards Chen Yuan.
"Comrade, each of you practices his own method and follows his own path. There is no need to get involved in this matter."
We are all evil cultivators, so calling us fellow cultivators can make us look closer. After all, if cultivators fight with each other, deciding the winner will also hurt their own cultivation, which is not worthwhile.
Chen Yuan nodded and raised his hand in return.
"The etiquette is over, it's time to take action, please."
The man opposite was obviously stunned for a moment, and he didn't follow the other person's train of thought at all. "Fellow Taoist is also in the Foundation Establishment Realm. If I really want to deal with this matter, you are the only one. I'm afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, the trees in the forest trembled, and a shadow about four feet tall walked out, and the huge blade slashed to the ground with a 'buzz'. The ruins of the hut cracked open, and the same huge figure stood behind the four people, with a hand in his hand.
The snake spear slammed to the ground.
As soon as Chen Yuan lifted the hem of his robe, between his legs, more than a dozen figures one foot tall quickly climbed out and stood at his feet in strange postures.
"One person is enough."
"go!"
The magic formula in the sleeves brushed through the rain curtain, and the water droplets splashed away. The eyes of more than a dozen puppets glowed red, and they ran towards the four people on the opposite side with strange and stiff postures, and crawled past.
The two phantom statues standing in the rain also waved heavy troops at the same time, coming like an overwhelming force.
The collapsed thatched hut made another 'boom' sound, and countless pieces of soil flew up from the ruined walls and thatch. The faces of the four people changed wildly, and they used their magic power to work together to block the two heavy weapons that fell down.
Two of them had just started practicing Qi, and they couldn't block the blow at all. Their mouths, noses, eye sockets, and ear holes spurted out traces of blood, and they crawled to the ground motionless.
"You go and block those puppets, and I'll kill that person first!"
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the heavy soldier's moves were getting old, the leader screamed at the last subordinate, his feet moved away from the ground, and in the sleeves of the robe that Hunter was touching, the finger gestures were accompanied by the incantations in his mouth. With the last sound, he also walked around the people below.
Those puppets.
The moment he landed, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a slender black sword.
The Dharma light bloomed, instantly piercing the rain curtain, magnifying in Chen Yuan's eyes, and passed through his body like wind and thunder.
In the man's field of vision, the figure in front of him turned into smoke and dissipated, and a dark wooden whip fell and clattered to the ground.
"Scepter Technique?"
At this moment, the man raised his head in shock. This life-saving technique, like the life-saving magic weapon, is extremely rare. In the field of vision, Chen Yuan's figure appeared not far away.
The black sword changes direction
"The magic sword in the belly?"
Chen Yuan saw some clues. There was a story in the book with the black insect curse. Unfortunately, there was no spell in the book. I didn't expect to see the other party cast it here.
As the words came out, the black sword flew again, and the sword light flashed across his eyes. Chen Yuan flicked his sleeves, and two green lights fell to the left and right. In an instant, in the dark night and rain, two pairs of weapons closed from left to right, and two maces and two whips were aimed at Chen Yuan.
One in front of you.
——The door god.
The sword light hit the faint light and shadow and bounced back. The man seemed to have lost his breath and stumbled back two steps, holding his chest. When he saw the rain curtain in front of him, two figures measuring four feet tall were revealed.
One person has a thin waist and arms, wearing a phoenix-winged helmet on his head, his face is like pale gold, three strands of beard are flowing on his chest, and a copper mace is held horizontally like a pagoda in his hand.
'Come here, junior!'
The sound exploded like thunder, and the statue of Qin Qiong stepped on the water and walked away.
Another man had a black face and a tiger beard, a purple face with bulging eyes, and a body like an iron tower. He also stepped forward with a pair of iron whips and swung the whips violently. The falling rainwater was forced away and turned into a fan-shaped water light.
The man stepped back continuously, ducking to avoid the whip. A crooked-necked tree behind him broke with a roar, and poured down with countless splashes of water.
He blew out black smoke and turned into black insects and crawled towards the statue, seemingly sinking into the sea, without any effect at all.
Only Chen Yuan knows why.
According to the information in his mind, all the vacancies for the door gods have been filled. He can resist evil spirits extremely well, and his spells have extremely strong effects. However, this person's realm is slightly lower, and the spells he casts are not enough to pose a threat to the four door gods.
Even when facing high-level monks, the door gods will share the damage suffered with each other.
…
The man over there was not as relaxed as Chen Yuan. His huge height gave him a terrifying sense of oppression. The spell he cast hit the opponent's huge body without any movement at all.
Turning around, the only remaining subordinate with a puppet hanging all over his body and a blood-stained figure flew past his field of vision like a cannonball. Halfway through, he was grabbed by the statue with a heavy face and was smashed to the ground.
'Walk……'
This was the only thought that flashed through his mind. As for the children in the carriage, he could no longer care about them. He grabbed a handful of wet mud and threw it into the air, then exploded it with a wave of his finger.
Taking advantage of the mud splashing all over the sky, he rushed towards the broken tree, tiptoed, and threw himself into the forest ahead.
"Can you escape..."
Chen Yuan looked at the rain curtain and murmured. In the night sky, a figure rushed towards the fleeing figure. The tattered clothes were flying in the rain, and the old face laughed loudly among the flowing beard and hair.
Stretch out your palm and hold the man's head directly.
"My apprentice hasn't let you go yet—"
"Get back!"
The crazy old man waved his arm, grabbed the man's bun and threw it back in front of the ruins of the hut like a rag doll. Water accumulated and mud splashed, creating a human-shaped mud puddle.
Phew~~
The man gasped for air. For a moment, he didn't understand how there was another Jindan monk. In his confused thoughts, he heard footsteps and turned his head on the ground. In the rain, he saw the young man coming over.
, there is a hint of enchantment on his face.
His body was shaking a little and he couldn't stop it. He forced out his voice with difficulty.
"Let...let me go..."
Chen Yuan had already walked up to him, looking down at the man on the ground, and asked softly with the sound of rain in his voice:
"...What are you stealing children for?"
The man stopped talking, but did not dare to answer, but said another sentence.
"Looking for the Tao... If the Tao is not accessible, how can you be qualified to cultivate immortality... You don't understand... The Tao is different..."
"Yeah, I got it."
Chen Yuan nodded in agreement, "Absorbing the essence and blood of children, I understand, and I can understand it. However, I hope you can also understand me."
After the faint words fell, he stretched out his hand and suddenly raised his claws to cover the man's head. A faint blue light burst out. The man screamed miserably, his whole body shook violently, blood squeezed out of his pores and turned into blood lines, and his skin and flesh quickly dried up.
A force of essence and blood seeped into the body along with the opponent's cultivation. It was a feeling he had never experienced before. Chen Yuan closed his eyes and let the rain pour on his face.
After a while, he opened his eyes.
"Too addictive..."
The red ring in his eyes slowly faded, and he finally regained his consciousness. Just as he was about to walk to the carriage over there, there was a sudden heat in his arms, and the book "Miscellaneous Mysteries of Huangchuan" trembled slightly in his hand, and he turned the pages on its own.
The dirty old pages of the book stop at the page where the story of "Black Worm" is recorded.
In the large section above, some fonts glow with light to form formulas.
Chen Yuan flipped through a few pages with her fingertips, and in another story "Sword Swallowing", the formulas for the magic sword in the man's belly were also revealed one by one.
"That's okay..."
"I hope there won't be too many fights like this to get opportunities in the future."
He put the book in his arms, went over to open the carriage, and used his magic power to move the jar out and open it. Children huddled inside, as if they had been cast into drowsiness by someone. Not only the two or three-year-old children, there were even children in some jars.
The baby who had been dug out of his mother's belly had not even had his umbilical cord cut, and his body was covered in blood.
well.
Amidst the rustling rain, Chen Yuan stood there silently. Soon, he called the soldiers waiting outside. Seeing the scene in the altar, they cursed one by one, some cried, and returned together with the bodies of his colleagues.
roadside.
After Xu Huaiyu woke up, he also found his son's figure in the jars in the car. When he heard that he was just asleep, he calmed down and sat on the roadside with his lost child in his arms and cried bitterly.
…
The sky was gradually getting brighter, and when the clouds in the east became white as fish belly, the group had returned to Linjiang County.
The notice that was posted soon spread in the east and west markets, and families who lost their children rushed to the county government to claim them. For the children, they just slept and looked at the parents who were crying with joy in front of them.
When the people watching outside saw these children who had returned, they applauded and cheered. They were so emotional that they cried "Wow" on the spot.
When they learned that there was help from an expert, a huge crowd rushed to Xu Duhou's house, knowing that it was not easy to see the expert. Baskets of chickens, ducks, eggs, vegetables, and rare pork and mutton were piled high.
The stone steps of Xu Mansion.
Someone from the family who lost their child pulled the child to his knees, and then they knelt down one by one.
"Thank you, Master, for saving my whole family!" "I'd like to thank you, Master, for your kindness."
"...I will let my son take the surname of a master from now on!"
"Master, my family will give you the throne of immortality from now on!"
The thin voice was outside the door of the house, but unfortunately the master he spoke of was lying in the room on the right, exhausted, fast asleep.
What Chen Yuan didn't notice was that the words spoken outside and the gratitude in his heart turned into strands of silk threads crossing the bright sunshine and flying out of the window lattice.
Connect with him.
…
At this time, in the backyard of Xu Mansion, the woman was holding her three-year-old child, touching and kissing her, and she shed tears of joy.
Xu Huaiyu on the side looked happy, even more happy than winning a battle. Soon, he left the room and asked if his husband was awake. When the steward shook his head in reply, he was not anxious and hurriedly called for his confidants.
, and asked him what happened after he fell into coma.
"Do you think those gods summoned by Mr. are really powerful?"
"The Marquis of Huidu is really powerful. He is several feet tall. One of the gods has a long beard, a red face, and a big sword that is so scary..."
When Xu Huaiyu heard this, his heart was surging. If only this had not happened, how could he not yearn for it now that he had personally experienced such a mysterious thing?
He patted the eaves column.
"Get the best painter in the city to draw what you see, and I will stab that red-faced god in the back! If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you can even prevent a disaster!"