The first thousand four hundred and thirty-four chapters sing a drama
"Who is the main leader?" Cao'er asked.
"Of course he is the son of the God-Slayer." Huo Yao'er said.
While he was talking, he saw more and more monsters surrounding him, and there were monsters rushing up from the steps below. He hurriedly took out a bundle of explosives from the basket on his back.
"Hmph, accept my righteous punishment!" Huo Yao'er lit the fuse and threw it directly towards the steps of the city wall.
"Dynamite!"
Seeing the explosive pack falling, the monsters rushing upwards shouted and hurriedly turned back.
They were afraid that they were running too slow, so they used their hands and feet to trample countless monsters at once, and many monsters were killed under their own feet.
However, after the bundle of explosives emitted smoke for a while, there was no more movement.
The monsters looked at each other, Cao'er and the others were also puzzled.
"Your explosives are not fake, are they?" Cao'er asked.
Huo Yao'er smiled mysteriously, "Let the explosives quiet for a while, and you will know later whether it is true or false."
After a while, a monster boldly walked forward and slowly approached the explosive.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and Cao'er looked up and saw several monsters being blown up from below, then falling down, followed by a burst of fire and thick smoke.
Because it was so close to the city wall, the city wall was shaken and the mountains were deafening.
Many monsters stopped attacking, lying on the ground or huddled in the corner, waiting timidly for the movement to pass.
The bamboo pole monsters and the others are no exception.
Huo Yao'er was also sitting on the ground at this time. Jian Cao'er looked at him and grinned, "There are too many explosives."
The explosives were not too much, but too much, which directly broke the steps, and the monsters could no longer rush up to support.
What's even more amazing is that Iori was so frightened by such a big movement that he lost his mind. He was tired of dealing with the little monk, so Shi Jingtian seized the opportunity.
He jumped up and stabbed Iori in the left eye with his sword.
"Ah!" Yagami screamed sternly, staggering back.
The little monk took the opportunity to take a step forward and poked Iori's belly with his finger. With a pop, green mucus spurted out.
The little monk hurriedly hid, but still got some on his cheek.
Shi Jingtian hurriedly withdrew his sword, grabbed the young monk and retreated to Cao'er, "Hurry, the young monk has been hit, this green liquid is poisonous."
Cao'er was lying on the ground. Hearing this, his heart ached and he jumped in front of the little monk to check his injuries.
Fortunately, Cao'er's medical skills are so good that he can almost tell what kind of poison it is by just looking at it and smelling it, "Quick, water, water!"
The Godslayer Alliance, as well as the Traveling Doctor and his team are all travelers and always have water bags on their bodies.
Shi Jingtian pulled it off from his waist and threw it to Cao'er. He turned around and raised his sword to prevent the monster from counterattacking, but saw Iori just holding his stomach and leaning against the city wall.
"Haha." Yagami's left eye was bleeding and his right eye was crying, "You ants, how dare you hurt me?!"
He stood up slowly and hard, covering the wound with one hand, and grabbed a knife in each of the other three hands.
"I am a god!" He said with an angry look on his face, "How dare you kill gods! I will make the entire Shennong City buried with you!"
"What a shame!" Huo Yao'er grabbed a handful of explosives and threw them directly to Iori.
It took a long time for the dynamite to explode just now, so Yagami was naturally not afraid.
He kicked over, trying to reach Shi Jingtian, but as soon as his foot touched him, there was a "bang" and the explosive went off.
There was a surge of strength under Iori's feet, and he jumped back in fright. He jumped directly over the wall behind him and fell off the wall with a scream of "ah".
After the bang, everything on the city wall became quiet.
Huo Yao'er scratched his head and said, "I didn't put too much explosives this time."
Everyone was on the city wall, and everyone was damaged. Therefore, Huo Yao'er used the least powerful explosive, which was probably only slightly more powerful than the fireworks.
However, the Yagami was so frightened that his feet exploded. He was so frightened that he jumped up and hid behind him. He couldn't hold back his strength, so he fell down.
After a moment of silence, the unicorn demon took the opportunity to recruit the monsters on the city wall, "Why don't you stop! Now our new city lord is born."
Saying that, the unicorn monster raised the right hand of the bamboo stick monster and said, "Hurry up and pay homage to the new city lord!"
The bamboo stick monster was stunned, "Ah, me?"
He looked back at Cao'er and then at the people of the Godslayer Alliance.
"I'm not, it's not me, how can I be the city lord!" He waved his hands hastily.
"You can take it as your own, or you can leave it to me later," Cao'er said.
With so many monsters wanting to take refuge here, it would be more appropriate for one monster to be the city lord for the time being.
"Water, let someone get water quickly." Cao'er called again.
"Oh." The unicorn demons and others hurriedly handed over the water bags they were carrying, and one demon even handed over a bottle of wine.
Cao'er poured them all on the young monk's face and cleaned his wounds.
Shi Jingtian leaned down and checked the young monk's injuries, "How is he?"
Cao'er poured another pot of water on the wound and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay for the time being, but I'm afraid the burn will have to stay on my face for a long time. Let's see if I can find any magic herbs in the future. If so,
If so, there is still a way to remove this scar."
Shi Jingtian nodded, it was just a scar, they all have scars on their bodies.
He and Huo Yao'er came to the city wall again and saw the Eight Gods with their heads in the air, falling under the city wall and creating a deep pit.
"Is he dead?" Shi Jingtian asked.
"I don't know." Huo Yao'er said, "But you'll know if you try it."
As he spoke, he took out a bundle of explosives and threw them down.
Before the explosives fell, Yagami in the pit instantly jumped onto the pit, no longer standing upright, but lying on the ground, using eight legs at once, and ran out of the city super fast, disappearing in a flash.
"Hey, this grandson has a way of pretending to be dead." Shi Jingtian said.
At this time, there was a noise in the city.
When they looked back, they saw that almost all the monsters in the city had gathered.
The bamboo stick monster hurriedly led the one-horned monster to the other side and said, "Listen, everyone! Yagami did evil and killed innocent people indiscriminately. Now he has been beaten away by me. From now on, Shennong City has changed its owner! If you are still stubborn
, don’t blame me for being rude!”
"Yes, let you try the explosives." Huo Yao'er went over to greet him.
The monsters in the city saw this and fled in all directions if they didn't want to stay here.
…
While Cao'er was rescuing the young monk and then renovating Shennong City, an unknown village in the Central Plains was bustling with activity.
"It's time to sing, it's time to sing."
Abao, the little boy who led the way to the monster cave for Yu Sheng that day, led a group of children in the village to run on the street and shout.
Muramasa walked out of his house and asked, "Po, where are you singing?"
Thanks to Yu Sheng, although he and Lang Ge were arrested that day, they were rescued by Yu Sheng and others before he could be dragged to bed.
"Singing opera in the inn." Po turned around and said, running into the arms of lame Lang Ge.
"Ouch." Lang Ge supported him while trying to steady his body, "Watch your steps while you walk. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Abao smiled and stood up straight, supported Lang Ge, and said: "Uncle Lang, we will have a big show at the inn later!"
"Singing a big show?" Lang Ge wondered, "I didn't see a stage when I came back."
"This big drama is not the big drama you mentioned, it is the big drama." Abao said.
"Which big show is it?" Lang Ge was confused, but suddenly he understood, "Oh! That big show!"
Now the Monster King works as a cook in the Zhongyuan Branch of the inn. Because she was sealed, she has many recipes and cooking skills.
Although Lange's own cooking skills are good, they pale into insignificance compared to these sealed cooks.
So he worked for the Monster King and learned some cooking skills along the way.
As for his wife A Chou, she is even more remarkable now.
She was exceptionally recruited into the inn's guard team by Yu Sheng, traveling around to protect the peace of the inn.
Lange occasionally heard it when he was working as a cook in the inn, saying that the inn had recently put on a good show all over the Eastern Wasteland, and everywhere he went, the streets were deserted.
Some inns had just staged this play the night before, and the next day guests blocked the door of the inn, demanding that it be performed again.
Lange originally thought that it would be Zhongyuan Inn's turn for at least half a year, or even a year later, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn today.
He asked happily, "Why did this big show suddenly come to our village?"
Because of his service as a guide, A Bao now works as a busboy in the inn.
Ever since he went to Yangzhou Inn and became good friends with those stupid kids in the town, they visited each other all day long, so they knew a lot.
"The shopkeeper said that it was Aunt Chou who made great contributions in Donghuang and won it for our village based on her merits."
After Bao said this, he happily ran away and loudly reported the good news to other villagers.
Lang Ge also looked at Yourong, smiling from ear to ear.
Lao Wu, who was resurrected by Yu Sheng, walked by and praised, "Brother Lang, your mother-in-law has done great things for our village!"
This kid, Abao, goes to various theaters with Baozi and the others almost every night.
After returning from the theater, this boy did not forget to tell the story to the villagers vividly. He listened to it for a long time, and he wanted to see it.
"Yes." Muramasa also came over at this time and chatted with a smile.
He doesn't dare to look down on A Chou's family now. "When A Chou was a child, I knew she was a promising person, but I didn't expect her to be so promising. She also cared about our fellow villagers. She is a good child. His father is in heaven.
The spirit will definitely cry with joy."
Lao Wu teased Muramasa, "Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so discerning. I've never seen you say that before."
"What do you know? Don't use Qianlong and don't talk about Qianlong." Muramasa's face was not red at all.
Following A Bao's announcement, smoke rose from the village, and the villagers started cooking early so as not to delay the start of the drama.
People in other villages somehow got the news, and when it was almost nightfall, they rushed to the village carrying stools and benches.
By the time night fell, the street in front of the inn had already been surrounded by a sea of people, and it was blocked.
People greeted each other and chatted.
The children were playing, chasing, and fighting among the adults, and they were thriving.
Alang stood at the door of the inn and sighed to Achou: "This is a good day, this is such a good day!"
During this period of time, there were some monsters who wanted to occupy the village and enslave the villagers, but they were all chased away by the innkeeper.
Their village and the surrounding villages ushered in a rare period of time without monster exploitation and slavery.
The villagers cherished this time and enjoyed it to the fullest.
But I was also worried in my heart, fearing that one day I would wake up and return to that dark life.
After these days of experience in Donghuang, A Chou has become much more confident.
She held Lange's hand and said, "Don't worry, days like this will always happen in the future."
"Give me a moment, Uncle Lang, give me a moment." Abao emerged from the inn, followed by Baozi, his little grandson and the others.
Each of them had a small basket hanging in their arms. In the basket were wrapped peanuts, red dates, and a pot of tea.
After going out, they started selling, "Peanuts, dates, and Zhonghuang tea."
Then, Li Zheng, Aunt Ma, Uncle Gen, Uncle Shi, Zhu Zhujiu, the storyteller and his wife and others also walked out of the inn carrying the guy who was sitting there.
These days, the folks in the town are living a good life.
After eating every day, they would follow the mirage around and watch the show.
Don't mention this feeling, it's more comfortable and comfortable than the Chinese New Year.