At the foot of Qingqiu Mountain, inside the manor.
Two rows of corpses covered with white cloth were neatly placed in the courtyard, and there was no mourning hall around.
When privet went south, many manors were wiped out, and the passing imperial troops usually helped collect the bones.
The door was pushed open with a creak, and a Taoist priest came in. Looking at the white cloth in front of him, he continued to walk forward without the slightest fear.
The yard stank of corpses, and as if he couldn't smell it, he walked into the room and found a bed.
The Taoist priest put down his luggage, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to meditate.
As night fell, the white moonlight shone in the yard, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up the white cloth covering the corpse.
The people inside were rotting, many of them had been tortured and killed by the Tatars, and the wounds on their bodies had begun to rot, with some insects crawling around.
After a gust of cold wind, the door to the courtyard was pushed open again, and a middle-aged scribe came in.
As he walked to the corpse, there was a sudden burst of blue light, and black mist emitted from the body of the scribe.
When the fog dissipated, he had transformed into a small crow, lying on the face of the dead body and pecking out its eyes.
The crow got in from the eye socket. After a while, the black mist condensed again, and the crow came out again. At this time, he transformed into another person.
This human face was exactly the same as the corpse whose eyes had been pecked out. He seemed very dissatisfied. When his body moved, he emitted a burst of blue light and returned to his Jia Yucun appearance.
The Taoist priest in the room raised his arm slightly, and one of his eyes popped out and saw all this.
The crow pecked at each one one after another, and it was the same every time. In the end, he returned to his scribe appearance.
"Eye-pecking crow" the Taoist priest smiled and walked out.
"Who is it?"
"You are such a flat-haired beast, you steal people's balls, and also steal people's memories and life experiences. Today, you were caught by this Taoist master, and you didn't just arrest him without hesitation."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "This Taoist priest talks very ludicrously. I am a person from the Ming Dynasty. My surname is Jia and my name is Yucun. I heard that the Song Dynasty is now thirsty for talents, so I came to Bianliang specifically to seek an official position."
As he spoke, he bent down slightly. When he raised his head again, a ray of light shot out of his eyes and went straight to the Taoist priest's forehead.
The Taoist priest jumped back and spread his arms. There were countless eyeballs under his ribs, each one spinning.
The eye-pecking crow was shocked and said sternly: "The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord!"
"You know it's me, why don't you catch me quickly."
Jia Yucun, the incarnation of the eye-pecking crow, could not hide the panic on his face. He stepped back frequently, preparing to escape from the manor.
The Taoist priest opposite just looked at him coldly, not afraid that he would run away.
In Qingxi Cave, he accepted the job of killing Li Yu and taking back the Five Elements Order, and he volunteered.
No one knows whether he really came here under orders or just because he was greedy for the Five Elements Order.
Although the Eye-Pecking Crow likes to eat human eyes, facing the Hundred-Eyed Demon King and being crushed by his absolute strength, he has no interest in those more than a hundred eyes.
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord looked at the eye-pecking crow in front of him and knew that it was a strange species from heaven and earth. Every time he pecked out the eyeballs of a corpse, he would inherit everything from that person, including his body, memory, and skills.
Eyepecker can change his identity at will without any flaws, and as he eats more eyes, his own skills will become stronger and stronger.
Each of the nine disasters has innate skills that are incredibly powerful.
If they are allowed to develop, they will be the most difficult opponents, because their talents are really hard to guard against.
If this guy is allowed to eat as he pleases, he can change into whatever he wants to be.
It was precisely because I heard that Ligustrum was massacred, burned, and looted in the Song Dynasty, and there are countless corpses in the north of the Song Dynasty, that the eye-pecking crow came to the Song Dynasty from the Ming Dynasty.
It's a pity that he was a little disappointed and met the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord who came specifically to kill Li Yu.
The Hundred-Eyed Demon King is a centipede spirit. He raises his hands together and has a thousand eyes under his sides. The eyes burst out with bright golden light, accompanied by dense yellow mist. It is very powerful. It can trap more than ten kilometers in radius.
In the golden light and yellow mist, the left and right sides are like golden buckets, and the east and west are like bronze bells. They are just spinning around in the golden light and shadow. They can't move forward or move their feet backward, but they just seem to be spinning in a bucket.
His defensive power is stronger than that of Sun Wukong who came out of the alchemy furnace, and his endurance is unparalleled.
But those two things are not what he is most powerful about. The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord is one of the Five Poisons, and he is extremely good at refining elixirs, so his greatest ability is refining poisons.
The Bai-Eyed Demon Lord's use of poison is unparalleled in the world.
In this way, Taoist priests who can fight and resist, have physics and magic, can walk sideways wherever they go. The great thing about the Eye-Pecking Crow is that it can collect clones and catch them by surprise.
The young disciples around you, and even your own relatives and children, were taken away by him at some point.
But with a head-on confrontation, a hundred eye-pecking crows are no match for the Hundred-Eyed Demon King. They are just like the dream-eating beasts that suffer from the nine kinds of disasters. If they attack in the dark, the gods and Buddhas will be trapped to death. If they fight head-on,
A strong ordinary person can hang them up and beat them.
Although the upper limit of the Nine Catastrophes is very high, it is really difficult to grow up. You don’t know when it will capsize in the gutter.
Seeing that the Eye-Pecked Crow was at the end of his rope, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord used his ultimate move to trap him, and kept asking: "Are you willing to surrender?"
"You are willing to surrender."
The demonic sound was ringing in his ears, making the Eyepecker extremely painful. He covered his head and said loudly: "I'm done with it, you little beast is done with it."
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord laughed, then withdrew his magical power, injected a poisonous mist into his body, and released him.
The eye-pecking crow knew that he had been poisoned by him, so he stood respectfully behind him.
He was very adaptable and did not resist at all, but quickly integrated into the role.
After all, I am used to pretending to be someone else, I have used any identity, and I don’t feel the slightest sense of disobedience.
"Master, what are you doing in Bianliang?"
The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord sneered and said, "Kill someone."
"Who is he? Give your order and I will kill him right away."
"Li Yu."
The eye-pecking crow was stunned for a moment, then suddenly moved and turned into a little monk.
He touched his forehead and said, "No wonder he is so familiar. This little monk has killed him before."
"Failed?" After Bai-Eyed Demon Lord asked, he felt a little funny. Of course it failed, otherwise why would he have made the trip.
"How are his spells?"
The eye-pecking crow stretched out his hand, and the scene of Li Yu fighting to kill two monks that day in the woods in the heavy rain was replayed on the light screen.
At that time, Li Yu's physical strength was not as strong as that of the old monk, but he successfully used the surrounding terrain and various psychological cues to kill the old monk instantly.
The gleam in Bai-Eyed Demon Lord's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and his expression became a little excited, "It's the Taiping Sutra, it's indeed the Taiping Sutra!"
The little monk whose eyes were changed by the crow rolled his eyes and lowered his head.
