Fu Gujing stopped and stepped back. He wanted to know the details of this strange cow. Brother Zhang knew so much.
Zhang Wenfeng walked forward and said through a message: "I'll talk to this cow first."
"...Let's talk?"
Fu Gujing was surprised. Talking to Niu?
Brother Zhang even understands cow language?
The buffalo's body was leaning against the wall, and its tears were streaming even harder. It lowered its head and pointed its horns at the intruder. The left cow's back was dripping with blood.
After walking about ten feet away, Zhang Wenfeng stopped, looked at the dark water buffalo, listened to Zhong Wenyong's analysis, and asked through a voice transmission: "Can you understand human speech? Just nod if you do, I have a way to save you."
The buffalo raised its head and saw that the Taoist priest opposite had a gentle look in his eyes and was talking to it, so he nodded hurriedly.
"You come with me, I can lift the spell for you."
Zhang Wenfeng then sent a message and said that only by removing the spell can we ask clearly and find out the person who cast the spell. It is very difficult to communicate with a cow that cannot speak.
The buffalo shook his head, glanced outside the north city gate, and was so anxious that he burst into tears again.
"You mean...the person who cast the curse is outside the city? You are restricted from entering the city?"
Zhang Wenfeng was so shrewd that he immediately guessed what the buffalo meant.
Seeing the buffalo blinking and nodding again, Zhang Wenfeng knew what was going on. He sent a message to Fu Gujing and Chen Qingqiao: "This cow is actually a person. It has been cast by a vicious witchcraft. The person who cast the curse is now outside the city.
Hey, I'm here to guard you, you try to catch the evil person who cast the curse, be careful, it might be a witch cultivator!"
Too much time has passed, and Zhong Wenyong is still not sure whether the person who cast the witchcraft is an evil path inherited by some witch cultivators, or is it a real black witch? In his opinion, the witchcraft cast on the buffalo is very crude.
"Is this cow a person?"
Fu Gujing and Chen Qingqiao were shocked. Fu Gujing had a vague impression that she had heard of this evil method of making animals and harming people.
Immediately, he became energetic. In the Taoist territory, shaman cultivators are definitely a rare being that everyone calls out.
Being able to capture a witch cultivator is a great achievement.
Even if you catch an evil cultivator who knows witchcraft, it is still a meritorious service.
"Brother Zhang, are you sure it's witchcraft that harms people?"
Fu Gujing sent a message to confirm.
He was ashamed. His knowledge was not comparable to that of the rising star Brother Zhang. He really didn't realize that the cow was transformed by one person. He even poked the buffalo with his finger. It seemed that he would have to calm down and read more classics in the future.
Although my junior sister has a carefree temper, she is actually well-read.
Maybe the breakthrough this time has something to do with reading a lot of books?
"Never mind you, Brother Fu, please send someone to inform the master of the hospital to come. This witchcraft is very evil and sinister."
As Zhong Wenyong checked the status of the buffalo nearby, the message told him more things. Only then did Zhang Wenfeng know that witch cultivators are divided into three major schools: white witches, red witches and black witches. Among them, black witches are mostly scum.
The cow in front of me was transformed into a person by a black witch using the "Cultural Wedding Clothes Witching Curse". It is a sorcery and is despised by white witches. Red witches despise it, and Zhong Wenyong belongs to the lineage of white witches.
These secret past events will not be recorded so clearly in the classics in the library of the Daolu branch.
Zhang Wenfeng looked at the buffalo for a while, and after communicating with Fu Gujing to discuss, he suddenly rushed forward, walked around the side of the buffalo at a very fast speed, slapped the buffalo on the back, and beat the buffalo until it screamed "moo".
He lowered his head and struck wildly with his horns.
Suddenly, the crowd watching the excitement at both ends of the city gate screamed in surprise.
"Look, Taoist Master is going to subdue the demon cow!"
"Don't squeeze. The demon cow will go crazy and bump into you later. No one will be able to escape. Let me out!"
"Didn't you say that the demon ox is invulnerable? Why is it bleeding?"
"I don't know, maybe Master Dao used magic?"
"It was poked by the previous Taoist master with his finger. I saw it clearly just now."
"..."
Xiling County has been at peace for hundreds of years, and pedestrians and traders have increased. The moat outside the city has long been a decoration. The four city gates have filled in the corridors leading to the outside of the city, and shade trees have grown on both sides.
A man in a coarse cloth jacket and a torn straw hat was leaning against a thick tree trunk, listening with his ears raised.
There were noisy and noisy people everywhere, and the man had a silly smile on his face.
The man suddenly turned his head and looked up, his face changed slightly. He saw two figures jumping down from the top of the city. They stepped on the treetops and jumped to the front. With a "swish", they drew their swords and blocked everyone's retreat.
, the man wearing a torn straw hat quickly blended into the crowd.
Then I heard shouts from the city gate: "Don't mess around, everyone. The demon cow has been subdued by Lord Dao. Everyone took out the 'bamboo talisman'. The government wants to check who dares to escape. Will he be chopped down?"
Bury it, just throw it into a mass grave outside the city and feed it to the dogs!"
The guard shouted fiercely, calming the situation.
The crowd rushed back, there were many guards, and the government officials came out with swords and guns.
Among them, there were several men dressed as Taoist priests who were nodding with their fingers. Every three people nodded and asked people to come forward to check the "bamboo talisman". They were all ordinary people who dared to disobey. They bowed their heads obediently and presented the engraved talisman with their hands.
Bamboo talisman of identity.
Looking at the commotion, they could see that there was trouble. Some of the guys with ulterior motives wanted to sneak back, but found that the back road out of the city was also blocked. Looking at the shining sword, they were stunned and stunned.
Fu Gujing and Chen Qingqiao scanned the crowd with their spiritual eyes. They paid no attention to those mortals with retracted eyebrows. When they just jumped down, Fu Gujing noticed a slight fluctuation in the breath. Unfortunately, that person quickly blended into the crowd.
, he turned around and didn't find it.
Brother Zhang had a "pretend fight" with the cow, attracting the crowd who watched the show and refused to leave.
The hospital master had already arrived with more than a dozen men from the Daolu branch. They blocked the place in front and behind, and really intercepted the confused guy.
A figure suddenly rushed out of the crowded crowd and jumped into the dry moat covered with withered grass.
Fu Gujing glanced around and found a strange aura on the man, and shouted: "Stop running!"
Chuanyin asked Chen Qingqiao to guard the corridor, and he jumped into the ditch. The duck he got could no longer fly. When he saw the man jumping into the grass and garbage, he rolled forward and ran forward at an extremely fast speed.
Fu Gujing suddenly realized that it was fake!
He was fooled by preconceptions!
The man's running speed was extremely fast compared to ordinary people, but it was far from the speed that a man with a certain level of cultivation should have. He was just a warrior with acquired Qing Kung Fu.
He was a warrior who was controlled by evil cultivators hiding in the crowd using telepathy, and his aura was deliberately left on his body.
This was not the time to care. He had just landed at the bottom of the ditch and turned around and shouted: "Guanzhu Chen, be careful..."
Before he finished speaking, "Boom", a ball of black flames suddenly exploded in the middle of the crowd.
The huge force caused the explosion to cause flesh and blood and limbs to fly everywhere. Five or six people were killed on the spot, and more than ten people were injured and fell to the ground.
Chaos and panic are unstoppable.
Dots of black fire drifted down along with the flesh and blood, and hundreds of people screamed and howled and ran for their lives.
Whoever the black fire falls on, it will burn and will not be extinguished by beating or pouring water. It will stick to the skin and flesh and burn to the inside. The person on fire will moan and groan, feeling extremely painful and desperate.
Chen Qingqiao felt chills in his heart. This method was too evil. He deliberately hurt innocent people to create trampling and chaos. He deserved it!
No wonder the witch cultivators were wiped out that year.
There were too many people running for their lives, and he couldn't stop them at all, let alone use magic to put out the fire.
Someone was tripped and pushed down and could not get up again.
The smell of burnt feces and urine mixed with the smell of blood filled the air, turning the place into a slaughterhouse in a short period of time.
Chen Qingqiao didn't want to hurt innocent people with the sword in his hand, so he ran out with the crowd, paying attention to who looked strange on the left and right and behind him. Don't let him catch the guy who deserves to be cut into pieces.
A figure rushed out from behind and slashed at his back with a knife.
Chen Qingqiao Xindao finally appeared. He took a step towards the ditch on the left side, and the drooping sword in his hand was tilted back quickly.
"Cang", the swords clashed. Chen Qingqiao noticed that the force was not right, and quickly sheathed the sword. He turned his head and saw that the eyes of the man who attacked him were full of blood, and his expression was twisted. He turned around and beat the crazy-looking warrior down the wall of the city.
Get out of the way, lest the enchanted guys chop and injure the innocent people who are running for their lives.
The moment Chen Qingqiao turned his head and was distracted, a fist struck from the side silently.
Fu Gujing jumped up the corridor, just in time to see Chen Qingqiao being punched by a sneak attack and flying into the city ditch, spurting blood in the air. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and jumped up, flying several feet away, running for his life on his toes.
A little bit over the shoulder of a mortal, like a big eagle pounced on the thief wearing a shabby straw hat.
Too arrogant, this is Chi Guoguo provoking Daolu branch!