Chapter 135 The Great King sent someone to rescue you
Entrance to Wangcai Village.
The man with a horse face looked towards the south of the county town not far away and bowed deeply.
"Fortunately, Xiaohuai lived up to his fate and finally caught up."
Then his body shook and transformed into a streak of dark green spiritual energy, which penetrated into the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.
Boom!
Lightning flashed, illuminating the round and curved old locust tree.
It was as if after sleeping for a long time, he finally opened his eyes again.
Its branches of different thicknesses, like arms, sway in the wind and rain.
Then it actually extended and became longer, all hanging down to the ground, densely packed, like a tentacle monster.
The next moment, hundreds of branches were inserted into the soil from top to bottom.
The branches, thick or thin, continued to grow longer, turning into tentacles that seemed to extend infinitely, hiding under the mud, rushing towards the county seat...
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The long night is coming to an end and day is approaching.
But because of the heavy rain, the sky was still gloomy.
Lao Zhangtou's family watched over Tiedan and Dong'er, but they were also exhausted, their eyelids were heavy, and they fell asleep several times.
Only Zhang, who rushed back in the rain, was in high spirits.
She secretly guessed in her heart, could it be because she ate the bilo that the king gave her?
The food gifted by the immortal is indeed extraordinary.
The howling of wind and rain could be heard from outside the window.
Zhang's body was mortal, so naturally he couldn't hear the bursts of sinister laughter hidden in it.
"It's okay after being noisy all night. This Wenhe County has indeed become a paradise for our generation. Come and play with me, don't ever go back to the earth again!"
The Bone Boy stretched out his invisible arms in the air, trying to grab the souls of Tiedan and Dong'er.
The soul follows the energy, and the soul possesses the body.
If a person without cultivation skills leaves his body, his soul will definitely die over time.
Suddenly, a branch emerged from the floor tiles, and its beard grew longer, like a wooden sword, cutting out an afterimage and slashing at the bone-stained boy.
Snapped!
"ah!"
The Bone Boy let out a strange cry of pain and dodged in mid-air.
But that "wooden sword" follows him everywhere, extremely fast? And it contains an extremely powerful demonic power? There is nothing it can avoid.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Where did the monster come from... I'm leaving! Can't I leave!"
The Bone Boy didn't bother to catch the souls of Tiedan and Dong'er, dispersed the nightmare technique, stirred up a gust of dark wind, and fled to the distance.
Beside the bed, Mrs. Zhang stared blankly at the branch that instantly retracted into the ground.
"Ahem..."
A hoarse cough sounded.
Tiedan and Dong'er opened their eyes one after another.
"Eh...grandma? Why did I fall asleep?"
"Dong'er too... I had a strange dream just now."
Zhang was stunned for a long time, and then she exclaimed, her eyes red, and stepped forward to hug her two grandchildren.
The family members also woke up one after another, shouting, crying with joy, and praying to the sky.
Mrs. Zhang was the only one wiping her tears. She turned around and faced the south of the city, unable to pay her respects.
"The daughter of the people thanks the king for his grace. I will be grateful forever and will never forget you..."
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In the Wang family stable, locust tree branches sprouted from the ground, rolling up the hay on the ground and whipping the little woman in the corner.
The ghost in the stable couldn't dodge and was in pain again and again? Finally he knelt down and begged for mercy.
A voice as thin as a woman came from the whip: "Let Wang go..."
"Obey...obey."
The ghost in the stable said nothing, but faced the inner room and muttered something.
Wang's body trembled violently, and she opened her mouth to spit out a stream of black air. She slowly opened her eyes.
"Husband..."
"lady!"
Wang Cheng grabbed the woman's hand excitedly.
After a long while, he turned around and kowtowed to the south of the city in the face of Wang's unclear gaze.
"Thank you, great king, for saving my beloved. Thank you, great king, thank you, great king..."
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Le family's ancestral home.
A boy wearing an ocher robe and a double bun was being chased and spanked by a gray "wooden stick" whose origin was unclear.
The "wooden stick" spoke human words and scolded constantly. He was thick and thick, like a middle-aged man.
The red flag boy waved his flag and kept fighting back, but he was still defeated.
He snorted coldly, turned around and dragged the flag away.
The fire that burned the Le family's ancestral home for an entire night and could not be put out by the pouring rain was finally completely extinguished.
Although it has turned into a piece of black charcoal and scorched earth, fortunately the fire was extinguished in time and the ancestor's spiritual throne and ashes altar were saved.
The Le brothers looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and then headed towards the small courtyard in the south of the city, where the elder knelt down.
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In the riverside forest in the east of the county.
The naked fisherman spit out several mouthfuls of water and then slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were black and blue, his face was pale, and his breath was weak.
"So... is still alive? Where is that witch?"
Wow!
The woods on both sides swayed without wind.
An old voice sounded from the forest.
"You are almost dead, and you are still thinking about the witch? Humph, it seems that I saved you in vain.
Boy, I have come to save you on the orders of the great king. Go and drink nine more bowls of rootless water, otherwise you will never be able to do anything again in this life.
And... don’t be so lewd in the future.”
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On the outskirts of the county town, a slender branch circled the pavilion and gently scratched the scholar's forehead.
"Wake up, wake up... The king has sent someone to rescue you."
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Towards noon, the rain gradually became lighter.
The number of pedestrians on the streets in Wenhe County has significantly decreased, but other than that, it is not much different from usual times.
Although this year's Mid-Autumn Festival night was not able to enjoy the flowers, moon and autumn fragrance, and some strange things happened in some places, fortunately, it was passed peacefully after all.
At the county government office, a certain policeman in a soap coat waited all morning, but did not receive a murder case, so he couldn't help but sigh with relief.
"Sure enough, the nosy monk took action. The locust tree leaf in his hand..."
Lu Wu Jiu rubbed his forehead.
But he recalled a strange thing he heard in the case of "Horse Stealing by Bandits in Wangcai Village".
According to the surviving villagers, the reason why they survived was because they were protected by the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.
"It is indeed an old tree that has become a spirit. This Yichen can be driven by demons and is troubled by ghosts. No wonder he is called the Great King..."
Lu Wujiu murmured in a low voice, his expression inexplicable.
In the afternoon, the rain gradually stopped.
There were more and more people on the street.
At the corner of Nanni Street in the south of the city, an old couple was preparing to open a wonton shop, but suddenly they discovered something unusual.
After the rain stopped, Nanni Street, which had always been deserted, became lively.
One after another, people came to the small courtyard with two elm trees not far from the corner of the street.
Look at their clothes, they are all different.
Some looked like scholars, some looked like fishermen, some looked like wealthy families in the county, and some looked like middle-aged women dressed simply.
When they came to the small courtyard, they all knelt down and worshiped, and muttered words, as if they were praying some kind of prayer.
Then he placed the souvenir and thank you gift outside the courtyard door, and walked away without even knocking on the door to find the owner.
"Old man, let me just say that this little courtyard is weird. I remember a few days ago, a noble gentleman came here every day to give gifts and wanted to see the owner inside, but it seems he has never been able to get in."
"Are those people imitating that noble young master?"
"That's not clear. But I heard someone said that there is a monk living in the courtyard."
"No way, old lady? Where do the monks come from these days?"
While the old couple were talking, they saw two young men with similar looks. After kowtowing at the door of the small courtyard, they walked over to their wonton stall.
"Two bowls of wontons."
"Okay, wait a minute, you two."
The old man was busy turning on the stove and boiling water.
But the old woman couldn't stop talking and asked curiously: "May I ask you two, who lives in that small courtyard? Why do you all have to worship him?"
The boss of the Le family raised his head, with a look of respect in his eyes.
"That man is a real big shot. As neighbors, you don't know him? What a pity."
The old woman looked surprised: "How big is it? Is it bigger than our county magistrate?"
Mr. Leshi laughed and said nothing.
The second son of Leshi took the hot tea, lowered his head and took a breath, then smiled and said:
"Even if you are the county magistrate, there are things you can't control. The two of you are doing business here. I think that soon after I come here, the business will be booming and I will be too busy."