"I thought you were so capable, but it turns out it's nothing more than that!"
Cheng Sanwu was still angry and stepped forward to open Wu Maocai. The British bastard had been beaten more than ten times in a row. Blood clots spurted out from his mouth and nose. Even if he still had a trace of breath, he was twitching and breathing hard. Cheng Sanwu said:
He rummaged through his arms for a while and finally found the black jade box covered with gold Sanskrit characters.
"Watch your back."
Cheng Sanwu was trying to open the tightly sealed black jade box when he heard Afu's voice coming from nearby, a fishy wind suddenly rose behind him, and three wild wolves rushed towards him.
One of the three wild wolves bit his calf, the other opened his mouth to grab the jade box, and the other pounced directly on Cheng Sanwu's back, biting down hard on the neck, tearing open the flesh with his sharp teeth.
Cheng Sanwu roared in pain, swung his arms and legs, and used brute strength to break free from the restraints of his hands and feet. Then he reached back and grabbed the wolf on his back and tore it off forcefully.
The wild wolf originally bit hard and refused to let go, but it still couldn't withstand Cheng Sanwu's amazing strength, leaving only a bloody and horrific scar on the back of his neck.
"Beast, seeking death!"
Cheng Sanwu felt angry and quickly stuffed the black jade box into his arms. Then he raised his hand and grabbed the upper and lower jaws of the wild wolf. With his arms outwards, he forcibly removed the lower jaw of the wild wolf and a large piece of fur and flesh on its chest.
Tear off.
The other two wild wolves were not afraid of death and stepped forward again. Cheng Sanwu turned over and took back the horizontal knife. He penetrated the chest and back with the knife and crushed the sky spirit with his foot, killing the two beasts easily.
"Wu Maocai is blessed with magic and is invulnerable to any iron. However, he was seriously injured after being thrown by you several times, but three beasts made you so embarrassed." Afu rode sideways, relaxed and freehand, as if he was outing in the countryside: "I should say something to you.
Is it great or not?"
"You stinky bitch, you're just hiding aside to watch the show, why won't you shut up?" Cheng Sanwu cursed, took out a small bag of wound medicine from his waist, and applied it on his neck haphazardly.
Afu didn't argue with Cheng Sanwu. She looked around and looked at the horsemen driving the wolves: "These are not like ordinary horse thieves."
"They are the Black Wolf Division." Cheng Sanwu gritted his teeth and ignored the pain of the wound: "I didn't expect these wolf cubs to get involved."
"Oh? I've heard of them too." Afu chuckled, then looked at Wu Maocai lying on the ground not far away: "What are you going to do with him?"
Cheng Sanwu raised his knife and came to Wu Maocai's side. Just as he was thinking about taking his life, a frightened horse neighed from behind, and the ground shook again.
"It's that big insect!" Cheng Sanwu turned around and looked around. There was only a big pit left in the ruined Huluo Inn, and there was no sign of the dragon lurking in the sand.
With a roar, the ground suddenly collapsed, and the sand dragon opened its bloody mouth. Its ferocious mouthparts like petals were drawn inward, and rows of sharp teeth pressed in!
At the moment of life and death, Cheng Sanwu's body was full of energy. He kicked and kicked, and jumped out from the gap before the giant mouth closed. Unfortunately, Mr. Wu had no power to resist, so he was swallowed by the demon.
After hitting the target, the dragon lurking in the sand raised its head and howled. The sound was low but had the power to tremble through the body and bones. It spread around and impacted all parties present. Even the wolves controlled by thaumaturgic powers fell down one after another and howled.
.
"The sand dragon has no eyes. It relies on sound transmission to identify its location underground, similar to a bat." Afu frowned slightly: "It can shatter rocks with its cry, which is unbearable for ordinary people. You..."
"One after another, it's endless, right?"
Afu originally planned to remind Cheng Sanwu to hold his breath and defend himself against the roar of the earth dragon, but as if he was completely unaware, he whistled for the big maroon horse, took his bow and fired arrows, and shot at the dragon lurking in the sand.
.
However, the whole body of the Diving Sand Dragon is like a solid rock, with almost no vital holes. The sharp arrows shot by a strong stone bow can only be inserted into the surface of the carapace and cannot damage its roots.
"The weak point of the earth dragon is the gap between the two carapaces." Afu rode his horse to the side and said: "You come and contain it, I have a way to deal with it!"
"I'll control it?!" Cheng Sanwu asked dissatisfiedly.
"The Mani Pearl is on you, it's coming for this thing, you can't escape!" After saying this, Afu whipped his horse and ran away.
At this time, the dragon lurking in the sand made a series of low sounds, echoing in the desert, and Cheng Sanwu could instinctively feel that it was searching for prey.
Shen Ming stopped, and the huge six-petal mouth of the Hidden Sand Dragon looked towards Cheng Sanwu. He was startled and quickly rode his horse at a gallop.
The sand-lurking dragon plunged into the ground. The area nearby was filled with soft sand dunes. For this kind of monster, it was like a fish in water. It left only a winding trace on the ground and followed Cheng Sanwu.
Cheng Sanwu looked back, feeling furious. He pulled out a long spear inserted into the ground and attracted the sand-lurking dragon to go far away to avoid interference from others.
At this time, Su Wangting was leading the Gongdao Society to fight with the Black Wolf Tribe, Maocai Society and others, and had no time to respond to Cheng Sanwu. However, whenever they saw the dragon lurking in the sand, most people were frightened and did not care at all.
Dare to face the enemy head-on, let alone go into danger to contain him?
Cheng Sanwu rode his horse all the way and made a big circle, but he couldn't see Afu. He cursed secretly: "Is it possible that this stinky bitch is planning to throw us to the devil so that she can keep the treasure to herself?"
While wondering in his heart, Cheng Sanwu noticed the sound of flying sand approaching behind him, and the dragon suddenly jumped out from under the sand, intending to devour both men and horses.
Seeing this, Cheng Sanwu jumped up and threw the spear in his hand, directly into the monster's mouth.
At the entrance of the spear, the movement of the diving sand dragon stagnated, then closed its mouthparts, easily chewed up the spear, and bit Cheng Sanwu again.
Cheng Sanwu had no time to retreat, so he took the opportunity to press his hands and feet against the edge of the mouthparts, wrestling with it, trying to recreate the previous situation of dealing with the corpse vulture.
But once they fought, Cheng Sanwu discovered that the power of the sand-lurking dragon was far greater than that of the corpse vulture. Its terrifying mouth was enough to crush a piece of iron and stone into crumbs. His arms trembled slightly, showing signs of weakness.
And the more times like this, the more Cheng Sanwu refuses to admit defeat. The powerful inner energy flows around the body, leaking out from all the orifices, turning into invisible energy, and as Cheng Sanwu's limbs expand, they become round.
But the sand dragon had no intention of continuing to wrestle with Cheng Sanwu. It held Cheng Sanwu in its mouth, raised its body high, and suddenly opened its six-petal mouthparts. Instead, Cheng Sanwu fell into its belly and was swallowed whole by it.
Eat it alive!
Cheng Sanwu's vision went dark, and then there was huge pressure from all directions, and an unbearable stench hit his face, making his energy dissipate.
In order to protect himself, Cheng Sanwu pulled out his boot dagger from the narrow gap and stabbed everywhere.
Fortunately, Afu showed up to take action at this time. She quietly came to the back of the earth dragon, holding a horse-head dagger in her hand, just like a cook chopping fish and meat. She moved lightly and quickly, and gently made a half circle along the gap between the carapace.
Then he raised his hand and lifted it, tearing apart half of the carapace and the inner muscles.
This move made the sand-lurking dragon feel as if it was suffering from pain, and it immediately opened its mouth and let out a strange roar, while Cheng Sanwu was forced out of the squirming inner cavity, and rolled to the ground with its body covered in dirt.
After escaping, Cheng Sanwu rolled and crawled, watching the sand dragon that screamed strangely dive into the ground again and sat on the ground. After a while, the ground trembled and stopped.
"This, is this your method?" Cheng Sanwu wiped his face and looked at Afu who couldn't hide his sly smile.
"Is it possible that everyone is like you, fighting against the demon?" Afu admired Cheng Sanwu's embarrassed appearance very much.
Cheng Sanwu really had no intention of arguing with Afu at the moment. He reached into his arms and found that the black jade box was still there, so he said: "Go back quickly, Lao Su still needs help!"
However, when Cheng Sanwu and others rushed back, the Black Wolf Tribe and the Maocai Society had all retreated. There were corpses scattered on the ground, lying on top of each other, including wolves, camels and horses.
Su Wangting was leading his men to clean up the mess. When he saw Cheng Sanwu and others coming back, he was about to speak when Cheng Sanwu threw the black jade box to him.
"This is the Mani Pearl, but the box cannot be opened." Cheng Sanwu said: "Peng Ning said there is some Buddhist seal on it."
Su Wangting nodded slightly, carefully put the black jade box away, and then asked: "Where is Wu Maocai?"
"Swallowed by a giant insect."
Su Wangting sighed lightly and asked again: "Where is the dragon lurking in the sand? Where has it gone?"
"I was scared away by this smelly...she." Cheng Sanwu gestured to Afu next to him. He was rescued by the other party, and he was embarrassed to speak contemptuously.
"Thank you so much, Miss Afu, for your help." Su Wangting crossed his hands and said, "Baochang Society owes you a favor now. I don't know how to repay it?"
"I didn't take any action, and I don't need you to repay me." Afu looked around and asked casually: "I'm just curious, what are you going to do next?"
Cheng Sanwu twisted his shoulders: "I want to find a place to wash myself quickly. I just fell into the belly of that earth dragon and it really killed me."
Su Wangting thought for a moment and replied, "Then go back to Quzhi City."
"Ah?" This time it was Cheng Sanwu's turn to be stunned: "I just mentioned it casually, aren't you going to Chang'an with Mani Pearl? Should you go east or east? Just find an inn on the way and get some water to wash down.
good."
"No, I do plan to return to Quzhicheng." Su Wangting looked serious: "If we hadn't suddenly intervened just now, what do you think would have happened to Maocai society?"
Cheng Sanwu looked at the corpses all around him. He was not completely ignorant: "There are big insects in front and black wolves in the back. It is estimated that not a single one is left."
"That's it." Su Wangting showed a worried expression on his face: "The forces that want to seize the Mani Pearl are beyond imagination, and they may not give up here. With just our few people, we are simply not enough to protect the Mani Pearl to reach Chang'an. Gong
The Knife Society is willing to help this time, but if we encounter a more powerful opponent, they will not be able to assist us regardless of casualties."
"I still don't understand, why do you want to go back to Quzhicheng?" Cheng Sanwu felt a little itchy on the back of his neck and reached out to scratch it.
"I have figured it out, we should not be escorting things like Mani Pearl to Chang'an, but the imperial court should send troops to welcome it in a legitimate manner." Su Wangting considered it and said: "In addition, the origin of Mani Pearl is actually unknown at present.
unclear."
When Su Wangting said this, he had been observing Afu secretly, but the red-dressed Orchid just looked around and seemed to have no intention of talking.
"I seem to understand." Cheng Sanwu looked like he suddenly understood: "Anyway, now that Maocaishe has been killed in pieces, it will be safe for us to return to Quzhi City. But what does the Duhufu say?
"
"I will personally come forward to discuss it." Su Wangting smiled slightly: "This area of the Western Region relies on ability to make a living. Maocai Society failed to succeed, and the Protectorate's Office cannot take care of everything. And I plan to give the Mani Pearl to Mu Xid for review.
, in the name of Zoroastrian holy relics, it is impossible for the Protectorate to come forward and snatch them away."
"But if this thing is really a Zoroastrian sacred object, why would Mu Sid take it and refuse to return it?" Cheng Sanwu asked.
Su Wangting paced back and forth, and finally confessed: "Then there's nothing I can do about it. I'll just delay it if I can."
"Whatever you do." Cheng Sanwu didn't care.
"There are still people alive in Maocai Society, why don't you deal with them?" Afu suddenly said, raising his hand and pointing not far away.
Everyone went to take a look and found that it was Mr. Changqing who was dying and half buried under the yellow sand.
"He's not dead yet."
Cheng Sanwu first checked his breathing and pulse, and then pulled out the knife. Su Wangting stopped him and said, "Don't do anything yet."
"You want to keep him alive?" Cheng Sanwu reminded: "We are completely at odds with Maocai Society."
Su Wangting was much more cautious: "There must be room for everything, not to mention that this person is the Taoist priest invited by the Maocai Society. I don't know what kind of trouble will be involved if I kill him. It's better to save his life, and there will be a chance for change in the future."
"
"Not everyone will remember kindness." Cheng Sanwu was helpless, but he did not intend to go against Su Wangting's wishes, so he could only put away his knife to save others.
Mr. Changqing's eyes were closed tightly, and he shed tears. He was probably blind. Cheng Sanwu cursed and said: "What the hell is this guy doing? His pulse is so messed up that it doesn't look like a living person. There are several breaths running around in his body."
"This is a spell backlash." Afu replied.
"What do you mean by this?" Su Wangting took the initiative to ask.
Afu looked up at the night sky: "I have said before that Zoroastrianism may have done something to make the Western Regions unable to tolerate pagan magic. This fake Taoist priest forcibly cast the spell, causing internal and external qi chaos and conflict, which backfired on himself."
Cheng Sanwu put Mr. Changqing on horseback and refuted at the same time: "That's nonsense. That kid Wu Maocai still has magic blessings on him. I don't see anything wrong with him."
"The spell on Wu Maocai was not cast by himself." Afu's eyes turned: "It seems that the spell applied to him will not cause backlash, otherwise this fake Taoist priest should have noticed it long ago. And before he cast a spell to predict
Gaining nothing may also be related to the current situation."
Su Wangting looked solemn: "If Zoroastrianism really has such ability, the imperial court will not ignore it. But... based on what I have seen and heard in the past, Zoroastrianism cannot do such a big thing."
"Perhaps that old man Mu Xide is just pretending to be hiding it from you." Cheng Sanwu hummed and laughed.
"Not everything can be deceived." Su Wangting said: "Zoroastrianism originated in Persia, but Persia suffered successive defeats against powerful pagan enemies in the west, and eventually destroyed the country. If they could really suppress pagan magic in a large area,
Why is this so?”
"They are all religious and confused people. Who knows what they think?" Cheng Sanwu didn't care: "If you want to leave, leave quickly. There are corpses all over the ground, and there might be some demons and ghosts that will be provoked!"
Su Wangting did not hesitate and quickly called everyone in the Bow and Sword Society. Cheng Sanwu got on his horse and felt a chill on the back of his neck. He stretched out his hand to scratch it. When he turned his head, he saw Afu staring straight at him, her green eyes seeming to be hidden.
Shine.
"What are you looking at?" Cheng Sanwu was a little uncomfortable being stared at by her. He muttered for a while and said very unhappily: "Just now... thank you very much. If you hadn't helped me, I might have died."
In the belly of the big bug."
Cheng Sanwu hurriedly rode away, fearing that he would be ridiculed by the other party. But Afu didn't say anything, just stared at the back of Cheng Sanwu's neck. The tragic scars left by the wild wolf not long ago had all healed at this moment, and he was back as before.