Immortal Cultivation Stars From Earthly Fiend 72 Arts

Immortal Cultivation Stars From Earthly Fiend 72 Arts Chapter 15

2021-11-17

Chapter 15 Mountain Monarch
"Hehe, the guest is joking, our Inn has been operating here for several decades, how could it be a black shop? !" Hearing the Taoist finish telling the story, the shopkeeper said with the same expression and still laughed.

It was getting darker outside the Inn.

The Taoist was laughed not to speak.

"Where is this Old Brother going?" the shopkeeper asked, looking at the old man and the boy beside him.

"Send my son to Hengyang to live temporarily." The old man patted said the boy with some nostalgia.

"Then Old Brother, be careful, the world is not peaceful."

The old man sneered: "I've been on this road for several decades, naturally I'm sure to send my son safely. Go to Fucheng."

"Hehe, Old Brother, do you know that bandits are rampant in the surrounding mountains, often robbing merchants, and the bones are directly thrown into the grass by the roadside, there are many wolves, tigers and leopards, and even more injustice at night There are ghosts, Old Brother, be careful." Shopkeeper said meaningfully.

"I think Old Brother's son is sturdy. Those lonely ghosts like this kind of blood food the most."

This is malicious, but the old man is not. Annoyed, he put down the tea bowl: "It's getting late, we have to get up early tomorrow to travel, can the shopkeeper take us back to our room to rest?"

"Oh, I was just listening to the story, but I forgot about the guests. It's time to rest, forgive your sins." The shopkeeper bowed.

"A few guests please." He turned around and prepared to lead the way.

But at this moment, the old man suddenly burst out, and with a swoosh, the hatchet slashed the back of the shopkeeper's head. The shopkeeper was also alert. Hearing the wind behind him, he ducked sideways at the critical moment. As a result, this blade did not hit the head, but chopped on his shoulder blade.

The old man wanted to draw the knife and chop again. The shopkeeper was also ruthless, so he held on to the machete, and for a while, the two were deadlocked.

"Help me with the post, and hack this black shop robber to death!"

Hearing the old man's greeting, the young man raised his whistle and slammed it on the shopkeeper.

"peng"'s a light sound, the whistle slammed heavily on his head, the shopkeeper who was hit with a stick was dizzy, the strength in his hand naturally loosened Ali, and the old man took the opportunity to pull out the firewood The knife, a horizontal slash, slashed directly into the neck.

The shopkeeper's eyes glared furiously, blood foam overflowed from his nose and mouth, his body trembled a few times, and he immediately lost his breath.

After hacking the shopkeeper to death, the old man seemed to have exhausted his strength, and sat on the chair and gasped violently.

"Don't panic, Taoist priest, I'm not a bad guy, this shop is a black shop!"

After breathing for a while, the old man explained to Lu Fan.

"I felt something was wrong as soon as I came in. Look at the table here. It's covered with knife marks, and there are still blood stains that haven't been washed."

" Also, that guy went to feed the animals, but he didn't come back for so long, he must be ready to go, as soon as we fall asleep, we will start immediately!"

"I have been traveling all over the world for so many years, nothing else. Learning, but these two moves are very accurate."

Lu Fan smiled slightly: "Old man, this time you are wrong."

The old man was slightly taken aback.

"Don't believe me, look at that shopkeeper?"

"Dad, look, that shopkeeper is gone!" At this time, the boy suddenly cry out in surprise.

The old man looked back and saw that the corpse lying on the ground just now had been disappeared without a trace, and even the blood on the ground had also been disappeared.

Seeing this situation, the old man's complexion greatly changed in an instant. Without further ado, he pulled up the teenager and wanted to run out of the Inn, but as soon as he ran to the door, he found that the entire Inn had long been covered with dense fog. It was shrouded in whiteness outside, and nothing could be seen clearly.

And at this time, a gust of wind swept in and rushed directly into the Inn. The lanterns hanging in the Inn were blown back and forth, and the doors and windows were even cracked.

The old man and the young man stepped back in fright, and one of them almost tripped over the stool. Fortunately, the young man had quick eyes and quick hands, and stood firm on the table.

The two of them held onto the table tightly, their chests panting violently like a bellows, and their eyes were fixed on the door.

The moment he went out, he saw a pair of lantern-like eyes staring at them in the thick fog. There was a huge shadow in the darkness.

The involuntarily trembling of the old man's body, although only a cursory glance, has already made him trembling in fear.

“huhuhu!”

The wind whistled, and the leaves outside the house slapped back and forth, like countless people clapping their hands. to break.

"Mountain Monarch!"

The old man pointed at the door and stammered.

"Old man!"

Lu Fan lightly shouted, his voice was flat but had a kind of calming magic, the old man who had lost one's head out of fear instantly calmed down. Only at this time did the old man realize that the Taoist priest riding in his car had always been this calm.

"Sit down, old man."

The old man sat on the stool with a sad face: "The old man has lived for fifty years, and his life and death have been bearish for so many years, even if this I don't regret the second death. The only thing I can't let go of is my child. He was only fifteen years old. I said that I would send him to the Qi Family in Fucheng, but he died in the forest outside the city gate. This made me What face is there to see his mother who died early!"

As he spoke, he hugged his head and cried, and the teenager next to him also cried.

"If you were killed by that mountain bandit, your soul could go downstairs to meet your old wife, but if you were swallowed by this Mountain Monarch, even your soul would be enslaved by it and become a ghost!"

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Just as he was weeping bitter tears, he suddenly felt a feeling of having one's hair stand on end. When he looked up, he saw the man slowly put a yellow-skinned bottle gourd on the table, and then Open gently.

The next second, an aura like a galaxy burst out from the bottle gourd and flew out of the door instantly.

“ao wu!”

A tiger roar sounded but stopped abruptly. In an instant, the wind dissipated.

The dense fog that had enveloped the entire Inn gradually dissipated. In the sky, the moon is bright, a touch of moonlight shines into the door of the Inn, and the surroundings are silent. It turns out that the rain had stopped unconsciously, and the aura returned to the bottle gourd.

If it wasn't for the huge tiger corpse under the moonlight, the old man would have thought that everything just now was just an illusion.

"Father, it's getting late, we have to hurry tomorrow, rest early!" Seeing that the old man was still in a daze, the Taoist reminded him.

The old man came back to his senses, and hurriedly pulled the boy up to the next room to rest.

The Taoist stood up, picked up the bottle gourd and hung it on his waist, then walked out the door. Silver's moonlight fell on him, coating him with a layer of silver light, looking from a distance, he was handsome and handsome, like an immortal.

The young man seemed to be very interested in the Taoist, and kept looking back, as if he wanted to say something, but unfortunately his father forcibly pulled him into the room.

(end of this chapter)