Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 116: Mark of the Underworld, Devouring, Yaoguandu, Old Patriarch, Land of Despair, I’m Coming In
terror!
Great horror!
A strong emotion of fear appeared in the hearts of the clansmen who came to pay homage to the old clan leader.

They looked at the thick mist with a fishy smell around them, their livers and gallbladders were split for a moment, and they rolled and crawled back to Yaoguandu with the news.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

For a time, the entire Yaoguandu was boiling.

People began to gather to discuss countermeasures.

As they talked, they started quarreling and quarreling with each other.

They are all blaming each other's faults and telling the good things about the old patriarch.

Especially Guan Daniu, who was thrown several rotten eggs by the angry crowd and was beaten for a while.

If he hadn't wanted to go out to find the mage, maybe things wouldn't have developed to this point.

It's him!

It's him!

It was he who angered the old patriarch!
In this moment of panic and fear, no one wants to take the blame on themselves.

Rather than criticizing yourself, it is better to denigrate others.

Many townspeople who lost their minds completely ignored that they had also donated money and materials to invite mages to stay.

They must be right, they are all deceived by the young people headed by Guan Da Niu.

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"Guan Daniu, are you still a human being? Your martial arts were taught by the old clan leader, and he even took out the secret medicine he collected to practice for you. Otherwise, how could you be where you are today?"

"Guan Danniu's father is the former clan leader. He must be unhappy that his position as clan leader was taken away by the old clan leader, so he came out to confuse us. Let's avenge the old clan leader!"

There were angry roars from the crowd.

Crazy, all crazy.

Suppressed emotions need an outlet, and Guan Da Niu is the right one.

Two fists are no match for four hands.

In a short time, Guan Da Niu, who was beaten by everyone, was beaten until he could not breathe.

After venting their anger, everyone dispersed angrily. They all went home to kill chickens and sheep to pay homage to the old patriarch, hoping that the old patriarch would be merciful and let them go.

As night fell, a sense of panic filled the entire village.

Not a single big star can be seen in the dark sky, and the starry sky covers the entire Yaoguandu like an iron curtain.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

On the fourth day, it was still dark.

Yaoguandu suddenly exploded, and someone screamed in panic.

died!All dead!

Come on people!

Basically no one can sleep well at this time of year, and everyone's nerves are tense.

As soon as they heard the noise, all the living men, women and young men in Yaoguandu all got up.

Gouwazi was also among the crowd.

Gou Wazi was a ruthless man from Yaoguandu who dared to fish for corpses in the Wujiang River. His courage was far beyond ordinary people, but he swore that he had never seen such a miserable scene in his life.

The ground was full of stumps, blood, red, white, green, and blue. All the young and strong team members who went out to invite the mage yesterday were dead.

Even the oxen that pulled the cart died!
The buttocks of the officer who led the team were still on the rafters, and all other parts of his body were shattered into a pulp, with traces of being chewed by some terrifying creature.

A kind of aquatic plant unique to the depths of Wujiang River still remains on the site.

Damn!

How could this kind of waterweed appear in the house of the deceased in Yaoguandu?

It was still dripping with water.

Still fresh!
fear!fear!fear!

spread!spread!spread!

Everyone looked at each other, and a timid person fainted with a faint "Ah" sound.

The remaining few brave people dug a hole hastily, buried all the corpses on the ground, and then left.

Sounds of sobs could be heard from time to time in rooms across Yaoguandu.

The sky was falling, and a rising sun was rising in the sky. However, Yaoguandu was shrouded in thick fog at this time, and the whole town was still gloomy, filled with an indescribable dampness.

There is also a stench coming from the mud deep in the river bottom.

fifth day.

Panic continued to spread.

There have been new changes.

More chickens and ducks died.

Suddenly, a hundred or so people appeared in the town and said that they dreamed of the old patriarch.

Surprising.

Hundreds of people all have the same dream, the same scene, and even the words are the same.

They dreamed that the old patriarch sank deep in the mud of the Wu River, his body whitened and swollen by the cold river water, and his body was chewed to pieces by passing fish, with white bones exposed in some places.

Under the dark river bottom, they saw a strange bloody token embedded in the middle of the old patriarch's chest. This was the only source of light in the dark river bottom.

They saw the old patriarch's hair soaked and the white bones exposed on his lower jaw gnawed by fish moving, the bones rubbing together and emitting strange syllables.

A vicious and sinister voice that could not be described in words suddenly sounded in their hearts.

"I'm so cold."

"I feel so much pain."

"A lot of fish bit me."

"I saw my own bones."

"Pain! Pain! Pain!"

"Why are you doing this to me!"

"why!!!"

"In that case, then you all come and accompany me!" The voice stopped abruptly, and the colorful dream suddenly shattered, leaving only the endless sound of water and darkness covering the soul in the dream.

A feeling of suffocation, severe pain, and being chewed spread into their hearts.

Like ghosts pressing down on the bed, they tried hard to escape from this cruel and purgatory dream, but they couldn't.

I can only silently bear this pain that cannot be described in words.

When the last rooster crowed in Yaoguandu, the man in the dream struggled to get up from the bed in a cold sweat. He looked like he had been fished out of the water, covered in sweat and with horrified eyes.

By the way, the last rooster in Yaoguandu was raised by the old patriarch.

An old friend of ten years.

sixth day.

Gouwazi, who couldn't sleep anyway, heard rustling noises outside the window.

He bravely pushed open a crack in the window and took a look out the window.

This sight scared him so much that he lost two of his souls and six of his souls.

I saw outside the window all the people who had dreamed about the old patriarch yesterday, lining up, putting their hands on the shoulders of the people in front, and walking slowly and straight towards the Wujiang Ferry.

They staggered, and the pupils in their eyes disappeared, leaving only the whites of their eyes.

Between their eyebrows and at the corners of their eyes, there are protruding purple-black veins.

Their faces were as pale as powder, their eye frames were as black as pandas, and their lips were ashen.

As if they were aware of Gouwazi's gaze, the movements of the people walking shoulder to shoulder suddenly stagnated, and suddenly they all glanced in Gouwazi's direction, and they all showed weird smiles as if they were carved out of a mold, and then continued to look towards him. Walk towards Wujiang Ferry.

Such a scene makes people shudder.

However, under the quiet night sky, no one dared to speak or stop him.

Because the brave Gou Wazi clearly saw that there was an old white-haired mother who was reluctant to let her son follow the team to the dead end. She cried and pulled her son's arm, as if she wanted to awaken her son's consciousness.

Eventually, the old woman's eyeballs gradually turned white and she joined the end of the team.

The bright moon shines, and the townspeople line up to go to Wujiang River!

It's the old patriarch, here to recruit people!

In the dark night, Gouwazi's heart was beating fast when he saw this scene, and even the hairs on his hair started to stand up.

He even heard the sound of blood flowing in his veins.

the seventh day.

More than 100 people in the town dreamed of the old patriarch.

"Don't sleep, everyone, please don't sleep!"

"I dreamed that the old patriarch was about to die!"

Gouwazi excitedly waved his hands and knocked on the door from door to door to tell the townspeople.

However, the townspeople who opened the door at this time all had dull eyes, numb expressions, and lifeless expressions.

One couple was even enjoying themselves in time, without any hesitation and in a very grand manner...
Despair enveloped the entire Yaoguandu, and people were dying every day. There were even vicious cases such as rape and murder, and some people hanged themselves.

The tragedies of tragedy, joy, and tragedy in the world are constantly being staged in Yaoguandu.

It's like purgatory on earth.

However, a considerable number of people still chose to follow Gouwazi's advice, actively stockpile food, look for refreshing medicine, and actively save themselves.

At the moment of life and death, even an animal has the right to survive, let alone a human being?

...

...

As he thought about it, Gouwazi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if a huge boulder was stuck to them. Even acupuncture stimulation could no longer cheer him up.

He struggled against the wall and smiled miserably.

After all, is it still impossible to escape the fate of death?

He had obviously tried very hard to survive.

Old Patriarch, I, Gouwazi, am sorry for you, and the people of Yaoguandu are sorry for you, but you have killed enough people, old Patriarch, please stop.

Old patriarch, I'm sorry, I will give your life back to you right now.

At the thought of this, Gouwazi, whose spirit and will had been stretched to the limit, could no longer bear it, and his eyelids slowly closed.

He was too tired and wanted to sleep.

In an instant, he entered the dreamland. He heard the sound of the river flowing. He saw a group of terrifying evil roaring and twisting at the bottom of the river. He saw the old patriarch who was beyond recognition. He saw a bloody token floating in the river. The bottom shines like breath.

He fell asleep.

...

...

Yi Chen and Xiao Miao were running hurriedly on the mountain road. Five days had passed since the last time they killed the Overlord Chicken.

After killing Chicken Brother, the crimson points he gave Yi Chen were not impressive, only two hundred points, but Yi Chen generously chose to forgive him and continued on the journey.

In the afternoon, the sun sets.

Beside a certain mountain spring, Yi Chen was grilling two huge lamb hind legs on a pine charcoal fire with an iron skewer in his hand. The alluring aroma wafted in the air.

"The roasted leg of lamb really has to be made with pine charcoal to have a soul, it's so fragrant!"

"It has more soul than roasting it with inner energy."

"Meow meow, go on, you are a cat and you don't hit anything. You eat everything and there is nothing left. All the food in the storage ring is gone. We have nothing to eat next." Yi Chen tore off half of one and roasted it. The leg of lamb was thrown to Xiaomei.

It's not that Yichen is greedy, but mainly that children can't eat too much because they can't digest it.

The little meow gracefully caught it with her paws, screamed in protest, and didn't know who had eaten more. Then she grabbed two huge leaves from somewhere and started to feast.

After eating, he stared at the roasted leg of lamb in Yi Chen's hand with a slumped face like a kitten and called frantically "Daddy".

"No, no, we don't have to eat until we get to Wujiang Mansion. You can absorb light, so you can eat some wild fruits." Yi Chen wiped off the grease on his hands, finished the last bite of meat, and smiled. said.

The little meow screamed in protest, then climbed up a big tree with a swoop, looked into the distance, and suddenly started shouting excitedly.

"Is there a town in the mountain col in the distance? Can I buy a batch of supplies and take a night's sleep to repair it? Let me take a look." Hearing this, Yi Chen took out the map and looked at it carefully. The three small characters of Yaoguandu suddenly appeared on the map. .

"What a big boy, you're lucky to have found a town that's not too far away."

"Okay, dad listens to you, let's go here to repair and buy some supplies before leaving." Yi Chen said with a hearty smile.

　(My writing power is limited. Please refer to the scene in the later period of "The Beautiful Aunt in the Mountain Village" where the protagonists join hands and go into the deep pool to make it more vivid and exciting. Please give me a picture.
　　You have to be a Buddha to write about ghosts. )
　　
　
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