Xianlu

Chapter 234 One Hundred Thousand Livestock
Wutong Mountain is shrouded in miasma all the year round, gloomy, even in broad daylight, it still looks like a ghost.

The swordsman led a group of ratmen back to the Wutong Temple, they walked through the small gate, and no one greeted them at all. A sense of horror rose in their hearts, making all the black hairs on their bodies stand on end.

Xu Dao immediately realized that there was a Taoist priest scanning the rat people with his spiritual sense, examining the inside and outside, he immediately held his breath and tried his best to restrain his energy, his heart seemed to be in his throat, and he was quite nervous.

Fortunately, the weird feeling of ants walking only appeared on the swordsman and ratman for a moment, and then disappeared without staying too long.

Xu Dao, who was hiding in the cuttlefish sword, breathed a sigh of relief.

The Swordsman Ratman who was covering him outside was also very relieved, his back was sweating profusely, and before the Swordsman took a long time to catch his breath, a gloomy voice asked, "Why did you come back privately?"

The scene was chattering, and the ratmen began to explain each other, gesticulating with their hands and feet, but because what they said was not human, no one could understand it at all.

Suddenly, thunder rang out: "Noisy!"

A pitch-black ghost claw slowly protruded from the main room where the god statue was, and the black air billowed, moving over the heads of the five ratmen, and chose the most noisy ratman outside the main room.

"You are the one."

Whoosh, the ghost claw suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke, rushed towards the rat man, wrapped it up, and immediately screamed: "Chichi, ah!"

First there was the scream of a mouse, and then someone's cry for help came out in the black smoke: "Forgive me, Daoist, please spare me!"

Amidst the black air, I saw the rat man rolling inside. His clothes and even the rat hair all over his body were corroded by the black air, turning into a naked man.

The man looked terrified, but when he heard the words coming out of his mouth, he quickly covered his face and exclaimed in surprise: "I've changed back! Hahaha! I've turned back into a human!"

Xu Dao peeped at this scene and reacted.

"These ratmen were really cast by Taoist priests and transformed from living people, but they were not purely blindfolded. Those rat hairs did grow from their flesh."

Xu Dao was surprised for a moment, and thought to himself: "It's so weird, it seems to be born, is this the magic of the foundation establishment realm?"

The rat man chosen by the Taoist priest turned back into a human form, and all the other rat men around, including the swordsman, cast envious glances.

Suddenly, the rat man who had changed back to human form was caught by the black air again, and then dragged into the main room where the Taoist priests were.

There was a sound of rustling and talking in the main room, it was the Taoist priests who were questioning the man.

But after waiting for a long time, the voice of discussion was low, and a scream sounded, "Ah!"

Immediately there were chirping, clicking, clicking sounds, and someone was tearing and chewing.

When the sound came out, the swordsman and the other ratmen all looked at the dark main room in horror. They stared at the three shadowy statues, shaking like they were sifting chaff.

The chewing sound continued, and the Taoist priests no longer covered up their conversation.

"What did I think it was? It turned out that it was those two rams Le Busi Temple."

"Jie Jie, it seems that the demon-swinging envoys have served them well, making everyone envious of them."

"Let it go, let it go!"  …·

The cold conversation rang out for a while, and things kept flying out of the main room and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The swordsman and the ratman looked up and found that what was thrown out were pale white bones with blood-red shreds of meat and fascia that hadn't been cleaned.

Before they came back to their senses, another white object was thrown from the main room, it was round and rolled to the ground.

It was a skull that had been licked clean, the cover bone had been lifted, and the inside was empty.

The ratmen all took a few steps back in fear, but they didn't dare to run away, so they could only tremble even more.

Even Xu Dao felt a little bit of horror in his heart when he saw this scene.

When he was a guest in the Wutong Temple earlier, the Shezhao Taoist priests devoured blood and even covered it up, turning humans into animals, but in front of these ratmen, they had no scruples and were very wanton.

Secretly remembering this scene, Xu Dao continued to hide in the cuttlefish sword and did not act rashly.

The last piece of skull was thrown out, and a voice came from the Taoist priests:

"Clean it up and leave."

The rustling in the main room stopped abruptly, and the state of silence immediately returned. The three statues stood quietly, as if they had never moved.

Squeak!The Ratmen promised indiscriminately, and hurriedly lay down on the ground, picked up the bones and skulls on the ground with their hands, and hugged them in their arms.

After picking them up, they all ran to the backyard of Wutong Temple anxiously, for fear that if they were too late, they would turn into scattered bones on the ground.

As the Ratmen rushed into the backyard, before Xu Dao could prepare, thick resentment and bloody smell appeared in his perception, and his "sight" was black and red.

Xu Dao looked out in astonishment.

I saw several large fences in the backyard of Wutong Temple, which were crowded with chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, densely packed.

There are also hooks on the wall, and one after another fat, human-sized fish and shrimp are hanging on the hooks.The fish's lip was punctured, hanging on the iron hook, and its body was still moving and twitching. They were all live fish.

Candles as thick as human legs were burning on the aisle in the backyard, emitting clusters of pale light.

Ratmen lined up under the candlelight, taking care of the livestock in the backyard familiarly.

Some were fed and watered, some were plucked and peeled, some were dismantled and broken into frames. The smell was everywhere, and the entire slaughterhouse was in order.

Seeing the scene in the backyard, Xu Dao was stunned for a moment, unable to recover.

On the contrary, the Ratmen who had gone out came back here, their faces were all indifferent, and even because they left the shrine, they all relaxed, saying hello, running to sleep, wandering around indiscriminately.

Noticing this, Xu Dao whispered in the swordsman's ear, "Do you know where these chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep in the fence come from?"

The swordsman looked blank and shook his head.

Xu Dao paused, and then asked again: "A year ago, did the total number of animals in the temple reach [-], or even exceed?"

Upon hearing this, the swordsman showed surprise on his face.

It pointed to the less than [-] animals left in the yard, nodded vigorously, and gestured with its hands to the size of the fence in the backyard, expressing emotion.

Xu Dao fell silent again.

He vaguely remembered that half of the mortals in Shezhao Mountain City filled the Dragon Palace, and half were plundered.

And it was 10,000+ that were robbed.

(End of this chapter)