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Chapter 239: The Immortal’s Eyes Fall, and the Vision Appears

 Er Bian and San Wa cleared an open space on the road and lit a fire. Boss Che placed the small statue in front of the fire, clasped his hands and worshiped.

On the other side, Daliang brought a freshly killed rabbit from the front car and handed it to the boss of the car, who threw it into the fire.

"There is no depression in the mountains, no rain in the water, I wish the immortal family a safe journey, a safe journey... Shopkeeper, help little brother Xue over."

But Zhou Shi didn't move.

"I want to see the power of the Locomotive Immortal first." He said calmly, "Let him cure your sons."

Seeing that he didn't let down his guard, Boss Che just shrugged and said, "Two bricks and three tiles, come on."

The two sons sat down next to the boss Che and prayed together:

"Every time I am disabled, I will continue, and every time I am injured, I will recover. Wish you all the best and a safe journey..."

With a "chi-la" sound, the small bonfire suddenly rose, roasting the dead rabbit inside into charcoal.

Zhou Zhi said silently in his heart: "Big tree, small forest, look at it carefully for me."

He himself also secretly used the art of looking for energy, hoping to see clearly the changes that had taken place in the two sons of Boss Che.

"Have a safe journey, have a safe journey..."

Amid the prayers, the wounds on Er Zhuan's face were gradually smoothed away, and San Wa's ugly, deformed face was also corrected.

Er Bian pointed at his mouth, but was slapped by Boss Che.

"Have a safe journey, have a safe journey..."

After reciting, Zhou Shi saw a frivolous figure walking out of the darkness, leaning over to pick up the dead rabbit from the fire, holding it against his chest, and gradually faded away.

"Yes, this is what we saw that night!" Xiao Lin affirmed.

"Is this thing really a god? Why does it look so... hollow?" Zhou Shi muttered.

Xiao Lin retorted: "Have you ever seen a fairy? Maybe they look like this?"

Well, this is... Anyway, He really cured Boss Che's two sons.

"Shopkeeper Zhou, is this okay?"

Zhou Shi thought about it again and again and nodded.

Regardless of his fears, he carried Xue An, who was still unconscious, to the fire.

"Cough, cough..." The slightest movement made him cough violently again, with blood at the corner of his mouth.

The symptoms worsened so quickly, and it was indeed unlike ordinary tuberculosis... Zhou Shi placed Xue An between the statue and Boss Che, and waited nervously.

"Every time I'm sick, I'm fine. I'm fine with you. Wish you all the best. Have a safe journey, a safe journey..."

The three sons knelt behind him, closed their eyes and prayed.

The car boss filled the front car with freshly killed chickens and threw them into the fire

The flames that were about to go out rose again, and the car head fairy appeared in front of them.

At this time, Zhou Shi held his breath and finally saw the whole appearance of this god - he was an old man with a long beard wearing commoners, with a pale face and soft eyes.

"Is this the true form of the Chaotou Fairy? It doesn't look like any kind of fairy, but it's not evil either and can be trusted."

"Have a safe journey, have a safe journey..."

The car head fairy lowered his head and glanced at Xue An, picked up the dead chicken that had been roasted to charcoal from the fire, and put it in his arms.

The flames suddenly dimmed and the surrounding area dimmed.

"It's almost done." Boss Che murmured.

As if to confirm his words, Xue An's body suddenly curled up.

"Cough, cough, ugh... ugh!"

He turned over and coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

The driver took one last look at him and retreated into the darkness.

Zhou Shi hurriedly ran to Xue An and touched it, and the fever subsided.

"Xue An, Xue An?"

Xue An opened his eyes drowsily and said: "Shopkeeper...it's not yet dawn..."

"How are you?"

"Me?" When asked like this, Xue An was stunned for a moment, and then coughed twice, "My throat, my throat hurts..."

"Two bricks and three tiles, thank you." Boss Che also stood up, "Shopkeeper Zhou, Brother Xue's illness should be cured. Please help him to rest."

"Thank you very much." Zhou Shi said sincerely, his eyes falling on the pool of black blood that Xue An coughed up.

The black blood was seen squirming like a living thing, and a wisp of white smoke was emitting. It seemed that this was the source of Xue An's illness.

"This thing..." Zhou Shi frowned and looked at it with the technique of looking at Qi...

"Uh, dad..." Sanwa called softly.

The shape of the pool of black blood keeps changing, and the aura on it is as elusive as a flower in the mist.

"What on earth is this?" Zhou Shi was determined to find out, and continued to look at the breath, almost taking in the surrounding breath thoroughly.

Hearing his son's call, Boss Che came to Sanwa. "What?"

"The fire cannot be extinguished..."

With Zhou Shi's efforts, Heixue's changes stopped and settled into the shape of a hand.

Just the sight of this rough, dark, withered hand made Zhou Shi lose all his five senses. Everything he saw, heard, heard, felt, and thought was all about this hand!
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He didn't understand what was happening, only his intuition was calling the police frantically, and intense fear enveloped him!

Boss Che, who was not far away, did not notice anything unusual about Zhou Shi.

"Can't you send it off?" His expression became solemn, "Let's do this together. Come, we will be safe, and we will..."

Before he was halfway through the incantation, his eyes suddenly widened.

An old man with a long beard in commoner clothes stood beside the fire, with sunken eyes, staring at him.

He called out "Oh!" and hurriedly lowered his head to recite, not daring to look at him.

"Dad, that's..."

"Shut up! Keep reading!"

The driver slowly raised his hand, inserted it into his chest, and dug out a charred dead chicken.

Then, His body suddenly expanded, split open, and spewed out countless animal carcasses that were burned to black!

"Oh my God!" Mr. Che, who had been peeking, jumped up in fright, "This, this..."

The animal carcasses ejected from the body of the Locomotor Sinister piled up into a hill two people high. He could no longer support it, and his empty skin collapsed on the ground.

"Dad, Dad! What's going on?"

"What the hell, can't you see for yourself? The driver of the car is dead!" Boss Che stamped out the fire on the ground and grabbed the nearest three tiles. "Three tiles, three tiles? Look at dad."

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But the light in Sanwa's eyes quickly passed away, and his fat body deflated little by little like a leaky bladder, as if all the internal organs had been drained out.

"Sanwa, dad will never hurt you again, please don't..."

Sanwa eventually turned into an empty bag like the Chetou Fairy, and slipped from the hands of the boss.

"Three watts——"

A scream pierced the night sky, and Boss Che collapsed and knelt on the ground.

"Aba Aba?" The mute Erzhuan couldn't understand what was happening. He looked at his father and shopkeeper Zhou who were kneeling on the ground and could only stand at a loss.

Zhou Shi was still staring at the black blood on the ground, his eyes were cracked and his seven orifices were bleeding.

"You, what did you do!" Boss Che finally came to his senses, rushed behind Zhou Shi, and kicked him down.

This seemed to awaken his consciousness, and his eyes regained their sparkle.

"Run quickly."

"Ah?" Boss Che's second foot was hanging in the air.

"Run, He...He's coming..."

Zhou Shi uncharacteristically held his head in his hands, what he saw just now was still impacting his sanity——

The huge figure rising in the mountains, the behemoth that exuded the aura of death, noticed his sight, moved away from the lifeless village shrouded by him, and also cast a glance.

Just this glance caused Zhou Shi's body to be greatly damaged. The skin on his entire upper body was festering. When he opened his mouth, he spat out a ball of dirty blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

"Gululu...run, run..."

In the commotion, no one noticed a noise from the car carrying the furniture.

"What do you mean something is coming?" Boss Che leaned over to look, and when he noticed the miserable condition on Zhou Shi's body, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back, "You, what did you get on it?"

"Gulu, Gulu..." Zhou Shi foamed at the mouth and curled up in pain on the ground, unable to make any answer.

In this ominous atmosphere, a short and misshapen figure jumped onto the donkey cart.

"The yin and yang of heaven and earth are clearing the way, the two rituals and the four elephants are opening up, the orders are coming like mountains, the flags are flying like fire, and the formations are rising!"

"Looking out of sight, hearing out of sight, the clouds move along the rivers, I am alone and motionless, the formation rises!"

Two orders and two formations enveloped the convoy like a pair of overlapping giant palms, isolating it from the outside world.

Boss Che looked around, looking for the source of the sound, but found nothing.

He didn't even notice the short figure walking up to him.

"I really have you, boy."

Mr. Mo sighed, formed a seal with his hands, and with one finger, the horrific lesions on Zhou Shi's body were temporarily stopped.

Zhou Shi regained consciousness, got up from the ground, and wiped the blood from his face.

"Mo, Mr. Mo? This is..."

"You can't use fortune-telling techniques on things you don't know the details of, you know?" Mr. Mo said gloomily.

"I'm sorry... I was worried that Xue An had been tricked by that car driver, so I was determined to find out." Zhou Shi gritted his teeth and said, but he didn't expect that he almost lost his life because of his recklessness.

"Cheer up, that thing is coming."

"What?"

Mr. Mo's crooked face trembled.

"God of Plague."


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