Wu Qiudao grabbed the bricks and stones to prevent them from falling.
His lips trembled slightly, and he summoned the flying sword, which took him flying out of the Dragon Girl Temple. He turned around and sprayed a small Zhurong fire on the temple. The fire was raging and burned the entire temple.
Wu Qiudao stood on the flying sword, silently reciting the mind-purifying mantra, with an ugly face. He had the power of the golden cicada, and it was impossible for anyone to touch his back when he was unaware. At most, he could feel it, but
I was touched before I could react, but this time my spiritual sense had no foresight at all.
So in fact, it was not a hand that pushed him, but the subconscious of the body automatically arched forward. It was an indescribable instinct deep in the body, just like people are born with fear of beasts, snakes and insects.
It is a call that comes from the bloodline.
Some are like when you stand on the top of a tall building and your legs feel weak, you will also have the urge to jump down. But most people can restrain this impulse with reason. But Wu Qiudao just couldn't control it with reason.
He was holding his body, so he had the illusion that there was a hand pushing him.
Wu Qiudao did not dare to go directly to find the living creature. Now he did not know whether he was a descendant of the Yu family or the living creature, or whether he was a descendant of the Yu family and a living creature. In the blood of his original body,
His calling went against his own reason and was really terrifying.
He went to the city again, paid another amount of money, and returned to the inn, preparing to investigate the original bloodline from the Yu family.
At this time, Lao Yao had finished talking about business and returned to the inn. He once again begged Wu Qiudao to perform a ritual for him. Wu Qiudao did not refuse and opened an altar for him to ward off disasters and lead the ninety-nine and eighty-one stars in the heavens.
You have the power to eliminate disasters and dispel evil spirits.
Lao Yao expressed his gratitude with great gratitude. Wu Qiudao only asked him to change to an inn before nightfall. He would stay alone tonight. Lao Yao's eyes flashed, and he understood what Wu Qiudao meant. He turned pale with fright, and said
He followed the caravan directly out of the city.
Late at night, there were intermittent creaking sounds from the stairs and corridors, like intermittent footsteps.
Wu Qiudao raised his head, had he finally arrived? He did not hide his face on the way out of the city today. After setting the fire, he returned directly to the inn, waiting for the monster from Yudu Town to come to him on his own initiative.
This kind of ancient buildings in the Tang Dynasty often used a lot of wooden boards to pave the floor. If you lived in an old house when you were a child, you will know that when someone walks up the stairs, they will naturally make a creaking sound. No matter how hard the people go up or down the stairs,
There's no point in being cautious.
Wu Qiudao followed the footsteps on the wooden board and heard someone moving into the two rooms on the left and right. In the room opposite, it was clear that Lao Yao had not checked out, but there were footsteps walking in. Of course, this could not be Lao Yao coming back in the middle of the night, so it was a coincidence.
has been excluded.
In particular, there were some tiny noises coming from the tiles on the ceiling. This couldn't be a cat, because there are very few animals in the whole Yudu Town. Not to mention cats and dogs, even horses, donkeys and foals don't like it.
Here, there are only countless marine animals that are caught and sold.
Then everything is obvious. The forces hidden under the water in Yudu Town are beginning to come over!
After a long time, the sound of weak footsteps gradually came closer. Someone was standing at the door of Wu Qiudao's room, groping for something, and a strong fishy smell came from outside.
The weather today was not good. It was cloudy outside and it might rain at night, so Wu Qiudao closed all the windows.
But even in such a dark environment, Wu Qiudao still faintly saw a bright light, which was the moonlight reflected by the blade. Someone inserted the blade into the crack of the door to push the door latch open.
The man outside the door fumbled for a long time, and finally pried up the wooden bolt and dropped it to the ground, making a rolling sound. These people seemed to have stopped moving, and there was a dead atmosphere inside the inn.
silence.
Someone opened the door, and several big men in robes came in with knives. They threw themselves on the bed and tried to hold Wu Qiudao down. Unfortunately, there was no one lying on the bed. Wu Qiudao had specially stuffed it into the raised mattress.
Go for the pillow.
With a "pop" sound, Wu Qiudao snapped his fingers, lit a flame on his fingertips using the Xiao Zhurong method, and said hello to everyone: "What, are you looking for me?"
The big men in robes turned around, revealing terrifying fish-headed faces. The leader of them also wore a white-gold crown on his head. They spoke in a dialect that Wu Qiudao could not hear clearly. The fish gills on both sides of their necks
Spraying juice, it roared and rushed towards Wu Qiudao.
The Seven-Star and Five-Year Sword has been hovering in the air. When it saw this, it flew out with a "swish" and killed all the fish-headed men. Only the leader with the crown was left, but it also took off the golden crown on his head.
, was sent to Wu Qiudao's feet, and rolled around in a circle.
Wu Qiudao commanded the flying sword to return to its sheath, and then asked: "Would you mind explaining to me what this is?"
The fishman priest was so frightened that he screamed: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I will say anything! I will say anything!"
Wu Qiudao stretched out his hand and told the fishman priest that the conversation needed to be paused: "Wait a moment!"
The flying sword was unsheathed again and flew into the ceiling. The tiles made a noise, and then a body rolled down from the roof, fell out of the window, and fell to the ground with a "snap" sound.
Blood trickled down from the eaves, as if it had begun to rain.
Taking back the flying sword, Wu Qiudao said: "Okay, no one will disturb us now, you can talk in peace!"
The fish-headed man swallowed his saliva, climbed up from the ground tremblingly, then closed the doors and windows, lit the candles, sat down on the stool, bowed and asked, "I wonder what your distinguished guest would like to ask?"
Wu Qiudao raised his eyebrows: "I want to ask you everything, so I won't ask. Just tell me the situation from beginning to end. I will decide your life or death based on the content of your confession!"
The fish-headed man glanced at the corpse on the ground, and then said: "I understand the wishes of our guests. Please allow me to go downstairs to collect the corpses that fell from the roof, and then kill all the people in the inn to avoid leaks.
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Wu Qiudao asked: "Are all the staff at the inn your people?"
The fish-headed man nodded cautiously, and Wu Qiudao had no objection, so the fish-headed man went downstairs and worked for a long time. He first killed the proprietress, the cook, the waiter and others, and then pulled in the bodies that fell to death outside.
Then he walked upstairs honestly.
Wu Qiudao nodded, took back the Seven-Star Five-Bright Sword that had been following the fish-headed man to bully him, and waved his hand, indicating that the fish-headed man could start fighting for his life.
The fish-headed man thought for a while and said: "I dare not hide anything from our distinguished guests. I am an ordinary fisherman in this Yudu town, my name is Ouqu. All of this took me from the old bachelor Yuchang in the town to go to sea for seven years.
Talking about bringing back a dark-skinned vassal girl to be my wife..."