Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 48 Perfect Cooperation
"Bang bang bang", the rapid gong sounded in the west end of the village.

Several village warrior hunters who were responsible for guarding the archway heard the screams of countless yellow men, watched the blurry figure of the mage being knocked down, and heard calls for help coming from the mountain ridge, while another mage fled eastward.

They ran towards the village, screaming in terror at the top of their lungs.

"The mage was bitten to death by Huangpizi."

"There are a lot of yellow men coming down the mountain. Close the doors and windows and don't go out."

"Bang bang bang."

Some people shouted to gather at the ancestral hall, while others shouted to get weapons and use kerosene to deal with the numerous yellow men coming down the mountain.

The village was in chaos as the adults shouted at the children for crying.

The huge weasel, surrounded by the black crowd of wild animals, rushed down from the Hengliang hillside slowly. It kicked up dust several feet high and made a huge noise. It trampled countless crops and rushed out of the village unimpeded. The open space in front of the stone archway.

With a shrill howl, the weasel spirits alternately jumped up to the top of the three-foot-high archway, standing up towards the mountain to the north, with their forelimbs clasping together, and making strange whining sounds.

Two to three hundred yellow-skinned animals crowded on the dirt road into the village, all raising their heads toward the top of the stone archway.

Dust filled the air, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet, save for the odd shrill, sing-song prayer.

The sound of gongs, shouts, crying and running were mixed and chaotic in the village.

The fear of Huangpizi biting the mage to death made most of the villagers drag their children and girls towards the ancestral hall.

Someone yelled and ordered the men to bring firewood, hay, clear oil, candles and other items nearby.

Just as the weasel's prayer was reaching its critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared from under a small tree behind the bushes on the roadside and smashed out a flame talisman.

The talisman turned into a meteor-like flame, dragging a long red arc trajectory in the air.

"Bang", it suddenly exploded less than three feet away.

Fine flames were thrown in all directions like raindrops, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and containing the magic power of the flame. Even if only a little bit fell on the densely packed ordinary yellow skin below, it instantly burned into a raging fire ball, making a "chila" sound as the flames ruffled the hair.

All of a sudden, the large group of yellow-skinned men were burned into chaos, and they scattered in panic and fled for their lives.

The smell of burnt and fart smells mixed together.

Groups of flames were extremely dazzling in the dark night, screaming miserably, igniting more oily yellow leather.

Fireballs kept hitting the trees and rolling over.

Almost at the same time, several rays of cold light roared and shot at the huge weasel more than ten feet away.

"Clang, clang, clang" was heard several times. The weasel turned around and used its claws to block the sneak attack of the flying knife. The singing of the praying monster stopped, and the spell casting was interrupted at the critical moment. The fleeing below was chaotic and suffered heavy casualties. The weasel's eyes were red with anger. .

The success fell short and the plan was ruined.

There is no need to count on the wild animals dormant on the other side of the mountain ridge.

The grievances cannot be heard by heaven, and the mountain god does not dare to instigate without permission and take the opportunity to destroy this unsightly archway.

The weasel howled sharply, stretched out its limbs, and jumped down from the top of the archway.

It hated the human monks who ruined its good deeds.

It used sneak attacks and smelly farts to overthrow a mage, bite and kill many yellow men, and scare away another mage.

Who would have expected that a more sinister guy would be ambushing him near the stone archway.

At such a close distance, it didn't notice anything.

I don’t know how human monks do it?
Xu Yuanchang was hit several times by the fleeing Huangpi, and a layer of earthy yellow ripples rippled slightly on his body. He flicked the panicked Huangpi away, swung his left and right hands, and shot several rays of cold light towards the black shadow that could turn in the air. His feet lightly He stepped and jumped, passed under the red willow tree on the roadside, and retreated to the puddle.

Having noticed that there was a plot by the mountain god here, and hearing Liu Xianfeng recounting Jiang Weiyan's tragic experience, he made a quick decision and took advantage of Huangpizi's opportunity to go down the mountain and quickly move along the ditch.

With the help of the canopy-like branches of the red willow tree beside the road to block his breath, he hid under the eyes of the adult weasel.

There were a few yellow-skinned animals huddled on the other side of the bushes.

They smelled each other, so close that they couldn't smell his scent.

That weasel spirit had a big plan to kill a human monk. He no longer paid attention to the solution of Shinto rules.

Any means can be used, even if the invading Huangpizi tribe is completely wiped out, it will not be considered as contamination.

The giant weasel was extremely brave. It waved its claws to block several flying knife attacks. Then it fell to the ground and jumped up. It was like an afterimage and jumped to pursue it. It was extremely fast and agile, passing over the bushes.

It can catch up with the human monk in three breaths at most. It becomes angry and wants to tear apart the guy who interrupted its prayer. The moment it passed through the gap under the small tree, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

Countless red willow branches suddenly grew wildly, entwining from all directions like vines, and they were so densely packed that they were countless. In an instant, the struggling weasel was tied up like a zongzi, breaking into three or five branches, and more branches were wrapped around it, becoming stronger and tighter.

The weasel screamed, and was turned belly up by the branches that looked like living things, hanging in the air and shaking.

Without any delay, three rays of cold light came.

The frightened weasel twisted its body violently and dodged two of them.

"Poof", the last real flying knife turned and hit the weasel's left eye, and the sharp magic weapon almost lost its handle.

"Squeak..."

The thick, smelly black air rises, and the entangled red willow branches quickly wither.

Xu Yuanchang, who was standing five feet away from the opposite side, swung his hand with a flying knife and shot the weasel through the right eye of the weasel who was trying to escape after suffering heavy injuries, completely killing the spirit who was suffocated to death and had not used any of his abilities.

The weasel never expected that there was a spirit with a higher level of spirituality hidden in the darkness, and he teamed up with humans to plot against it.

It had no chance to regret, it fell to the ground with a "snap", and its life was cut off.

"Bah, bah, bah, it stinks, it stinks, hurry up and stay away from here."

Liu Xianfeng's slender figure appeared on Xu Yuanchang's right shoulder, covering her nose and frowning as she shouted.

She is not afraid of most poisons, but the smell is so bad that it stinks to the core. How can she survive if it stinkes all over her body?

Xu Yuanchang didn't want to get involved in this extraordinary stench, so he jumped ten feet away to the windward hillside.

He activated an Earth God amulet he drew in advance, but he couldn't prevent the stench.

As a talisman master, he tried many times and learned how to use talismans to activate the earth god's amulet. It was more effective than drinking talisman water. It was also convenient. Others couldn't control the subtle manipulations, so it was better to drink talisman water honestly. .

In the night, yellow-skinned people all over the mountains and fields fled hurriedly to the north, and he had no interest in chasing them.

"Look, it's the remnant soul of the weasel, what is it doing?"

Liu Xianfeng still covered her nose, and pointed her other little hand in the direction of the archway in surprise.

Xu Yuanchang concentrated his magic power on his eyes and used his spiritual vision. He saw a thin ball of black air floating in the air, which looked like a weasel. He stood up, waved his forelimbs towards the village, twisted and danced strangely, and performed the final and stubborn spell. .

The thin black air quickly dispersed in all directions.

After about three or two breaths, the black air disappeared into the night sky.

Xu Yuanchang sighed in his heart and said:
"Even if it dies, its resentment will not go away, but it will not let go of the murderer who massacred the cub Huang Pizi. No wonder there is a saying that 'Huang Pizi's revenge will bring disaster to three generations.'"

"What about after surviving three generations?"

"Those who can't survive it will probably die within three generations."

Xu Yuanchang shook his head and said.

The weasel knew that he couldn't be found, but he still wanted to take revenge on the mortal person who caused it.

"Are you...still ready to intervene to resolve the issue?"

"If you owe a debt, you must pay for your life. If you owe a debt, you must pay for your life. The debt that should be repaid has its own justice. Besides, I am of low ability and cannot resolve such grievances and retribution. I will not enter the village tonight. I will rest outside for the night and leave for my return tomorrow morning. "

Xu Yuanchang stretched out his finger and tapped Liu Xianfeng's little head. He just didn't believe him. When he saw the little guy shrinking his neck in recognition of his mistake, he let it go for now.

He took action to kill the spirited weasel and save the lives of many mortals in Xianqiao Village in order to earn merit.

If something couldn't be done, he wouldn't be stupid enough to block the car with his arms.

What's the use of being so tragic and touching?
The right thing to do is to keep a useful body and invite powerful masters to kill the evil spirits. It also does not delay him from reaping some of the merits and benefits.

Liu Xianfeng changed the subject with a smile: "We are idle, why don't I go explore the underground of the stone archway and see what treasures are hidden, and you help me protect the law. You definitely don't care about the silver reward given by the village, we The treasure you found is worth the hard work."

She is worried that her companion is a bad person who has no principles and only protects human beings.

As the contact deepened, she felt relieved.

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(End of this chapter)