Chapter 709: The murderous calamity is coming
Under Yun Rong’s smiling questioning gaze, Peach Blossom Cat’s lazily narrowed eyes widened little by little, her eyes were extremely human and looked with disbelief. Holding her.
The hairs on my back also exploded one by one.
The woman covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, telling lies with her eyes open: "Look at this little peach blossom, she is so happy that her hair is about to fly."
Yun Rong was originally thinking , these days she has been taken care of by this kitten, and all she can give in return is a few sweet dates.
Now I have a little daughter-in-law who comes to my door. She can tell me that the beauty of a grown cat is the best reward.
It’s just that Yun Rong didn’t understand the various habits of the cat, and thought it was making its fur fly. As the woman said, it was so happy that its fur would fly.
Yunrong reached out and stroked Peach Blossom's head, then wrapped his arms around its waist, trying to lift it off its body.
"Meow————————"
Peach Blossom's cry was so sad and heartbreaking, her limbs and claws grabbed the clothes on Yun Rong's shoulders, and she was so angry that her beard was Started shaking.
If you don't know about this news, you might think that an innocent and decent woman in the house is being forced into prostitution by evil men.
The woman saw this.
Yeah, I didn’t like her Cuihua.
Yun Rong was also startled by its huge reaction, so he had to relax his grip, looked at the woman and said helplessly: "My peach blossom is still young, I'm afraid I haven't thought about finding a wife so early. "
The woman laughed dryly, picked up the little female cat that was moaning resentfully, and looked at Peach Blossom, who had hidden the cat's head in Yun Rong's shoulder, with a look of regret on her face: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." ”
After distributing the herbs from house to house, and returning to the jujube tree, Yun Rong mentioned the cat's stamina, looked it up and down for a long time, and said, "I can't tell, you little thing has quite a high vision, and you have such a good sign." The little female cat can’t even see it "Could it be that you already have a wife, and she is protecting your female cat like a jade?"
'Peach Blossom', which had been noisy for a long time, became particularly quiet now, looking at her quietly with aqua eyes. , the look in his eyes is unpredictable.
Somehow, Yun Rong was actually a little guilty by the little look in his eyes.
She took out a date and fed it to the cat: "Okay, don't be angry. If you don't like it, just don't mess with other little female cats. I will give you the medicine today. I got a small pot of wine. Do you want to try the peach blossom? "
The cat's eyelids are full of love.
This peach blossom nickname became more and more easy to pronounce.
On weekdays in Baituo Mountain, Yun Rong likes to dance with her sword at night when she is drunk. The state of mind, half drunk, half awake, half dreaming, half awake, makes it easier for her to realize new sword skills.
It’s just that it’s hard to get out the snow-washing sword now. The old sword is gone. Drinking alone under the moon, it’s inevitable to feel a little lonely.
The moon rises in the west, one person and one cat, one pot and one wine.
Yunrong drank a lot, but the cat next to him was very inexperienced. After a few sips, he staggered around, held his tail like a ball, and rolled down the small slope. .
Seeing Mao'er's drunken state, Yun Rong couldn't help but laugh. This little Taohua was just like his junior brother, he drank too much and started rolling around when he got drunk.
After drinking a pot of turbid wine, Yun Rong picked up the kitten that had rolled away, stuffed it into his sleeves, then leaned against the jujube tree and fell asleep quietly.
Life in Xiaozhoushan is ordinary and poor, but Yun Rong can settle down anywhere and be free from hardship.
Slowly appreciate the fireworks in the world, watch everything leisurely for a long time, worry is not stained on the brows, sleep on the stars and dream all night long until dawn.
Calculating the time, there is still one month left, Yun Rong’s time limit for Xiaozhoushan’s thoughts is about to expire.
I thought that the days would go by like this, but unexpectedly something happened.
An epidemic suddenly broke out in the village recently. Although the herbs collected by Yun Rong were used to treat it every day, the epidemic was extremely severe at this time, and the elixir she collected could not cure this deadly disease at all. Epidemic.
Xiaozhoushan is located in Penglai, has rich spiritual energy, and is far away from war. According to common sense, plagues and epidemics rarely occur.
Immortals and gods do not care about the suffering in the world. Whether Xiaozhoushan is a blessing or a calamity, they all follow the truth of nature.
Fortunately, the epidemic did not spread for long, and a Taoist priest came to various villages in Xiaozhoushan.
He took mountain spring water every day, turned it into water with talismans, and brewed it into a treasure pot around his waist for three days. After drinking from the spring water in the pot, he was able to cure the current epidemic.
A reasonable rescue operation made this wandering Taoist man regarded as a god by the villagers of Xiaozhoushan, who respected and worshiped him day and night.
Just as Yun Rongsi's deadline was approaching, the Taoist came to Rongjia Village and distributed spring water to the village to protect his life and detoxify.
The spring water contained in a small gourd can be drunk by the whole village.
The woman at the entrance of the village who was familiar with Yun Rong eagerly pulled Yun Rong to go together to ask for the life-saving spiritual spring.
Yun Rong said: "I have not been infected with the epidemic, so why do I have to do it many times."
The woman kindly advised: "Even though Miss Yun has a strong body and is not infected with the epidemic, there are people everywhere in the village. There is an epidemic. Who knows who will be infected soon? The immortal's spiritual spring is so powerful that you can drink it in advance and you are not afraid of being harmed by the epidemic virus. No?"
Yun Rong Dingding glanced at the woman, his eyes narrowed and said: "Aunt Zeng, did you drink that Taoist's spring water?"
Aunt Zeng took a photo with dissatisfaction. Yun Rong said: "What is that Taoist? That's Wong Tai Sin! How can you be so disrespectful?"
Wong Tai Sin...
Yun Rong frowned when he heard the name of the three religions and nine streams that he didn't know where it came from.
Under Aunt Zeng's diligent pull, Yun Rong was still taken to Wong Tai Sin, the man who rescued people in distress.
The Huang Daxian described by Aunt Zeng is a Taoist with heavy hair and childish face. As the name suggests, he wears an earth-yellow Taoist talisman, carries a three-foot peach wood sword on his back, and is holding a yellow wood gourd in his hand to serve the villagers. Distribute anti-epidemic talismans.
It was getting late at this time. This man had been in Rongjia Village for some time, and there were not many people queuing up to receive the epidemic relief talisman.
When Aunt Zeng came with Yun Rong, they happened to be in line.
When the Taoist surnamed Huang saw Yun Rong, his hand holding the gourd suddenly stopped.
Aunt Zeng hurriedly smiled respectfully and said: "Huang Daxian, this is Miss Yun from our village. Please give me a bowl of spring water to resist the epidemic." Taoist surnamed Huang smiled and looked away from Yun Rong. , took an empty bowl, raised the gourd and was about to tip it over. Unexpectedly, the gourd tipped over, but not a drop of spring water came out.
"This..." Aunt Zeng suddenly became nervous. How could she carry it like this? As soon as Miss Yun arrived, she was gone.
Huang Taoist waved his hand, indicating that there is no need to be nervous: "It's just that the magic talisman has been used up. Girl, would you like to go back to the house with me to get it?"
Yun Rong smiled and said: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate to be alone with a man and a woman."
Aunt Zeng said anxiously: "What a man and a woman alone, Huang Taixian is a Taoist, how can he be so particular."< br>
The Zodiac Man was rejected, and there was no dissatisfaction on his face. His fingers seemed to be groping for the gourd unconsciously.
Aunt Zeng’s wrinkled neck had an undetectable black line, but she never noticed it.
The smile in Yun Rong's eyes deepened. She raised her hand and touched the head of the cat on her shoulder, and said, "Aunt Zeng is absolutely right. Please ask this Taoist priest to lead the way."
Aunt Zeng looked at Yun Rong with a strange look on her face, feeling that her attitude was very strange.
Obviously she was asking for immortal elixir to save her life, but what about her calm and commanding tone?
I am not afraid of making the immortal unhappy.
Fortunately, Huang Taixian didn't get angry and care about it. He just nodded to the two of them and turned around to go back to the room.
Yun Rong tried to pull the cat off her shoulders, but the cat was much more sensitive than the mortals here. Its claws were tightly clasped on her clothes, and she couldn't pull them off for a long time.
At Aunt Zeng's urging, Yun Rong had no choice but to take Tao Hua into the house.
As soon as he entered the room, the zodiac man, who was dressed in a fairy-like manner and acted like a master, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.
He was sweating like rain, shaking like chaff, his face was full of fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "Little, little, little... I have seen Master Sijian!"
Yun Rong entered the room, his face was as usual, he took a chair and sat down on his own, looking at the Taoist priest: "Looking at the decoration of your martial arts uniform, it should be from Beilu The Fu cultivator from Qiongshan, who studied under the Wuhua sect, can be regarded as a third-rate immortal cultivator.
He is quite courageous. He dared to go to Penglai alone and poison the mortals in Xiaozhoushan. What do you think... There are lives lost here, can your sect be able to bear the wrath of an immortal?”
Taoist Huang burst into tears, knelt on the ground and shivered, and said, "Young man, this is really helpless! More than 300 people from my master's sect have all died at the hands of the Demon Sect's disciples, and I am the only one left. I have a demon-sacrifice curse planted in my body. If I don’t act according to their wishes, I will definitely die. Burial place!"
As he spoke, he kowtowed heavily on the ground, and his face gradually became hideous and terrifying with the threat of death:
"The villain is really forced. Helpless, if the people from the Demon Sect had not received the cultivation of Master Sijian, they would have been banished and exiled to Xiaozhoushan. Even if you hear the news, you will not kill me because I am the one who led you here to kill you! After all, the opportunity to break the sword is once in a lifetime. If you leave this mountain and return to Penglai, the remnants of the Demon Sect will want to kill you. It would be extremely difficult."
Taoist Huang had hatred in his eyes: "If not. If you have been slow to awaken the sword spirit, you will not be exiled to this ghost place, so that our master will not die because of it! Everything has a cause, and this evil consequence can only be borne by you, sir! , I can’t blame the villain!”
Yun Rong frowned.
The fact that she came to Penglai to obtain the sword spirit was a top priority for the Tianxi Sword Sect. Apart from the sect leader and his junior brothers, only the other twelve senior brothers knew about it.
She was made a cultivator and exiled to Xiaozhoushan. It was a secret. How did the people of the Demon Sect know about it?
Yun Rong was extremely unwilling to think about the truth that there was a traitor in the sect, and her face gradually turned cold: "Do you think you can really kill me with your little seventh-level cultivation of Taoism? "
Zhu Daoren was shocked. This fourth sword had its spiritual veins sealed and its cultivation level was no different from that of a mortal. Yet he could still see through his cultivation level at a glance.
He swallowed unconsciously and said in fear: "The villain knows that he is weak. Facing the fourth sword of the dignified Tianxi, he dare not draw the sword easily to deal with the instructions given by the man from the Demon Sect. It's very simple, as long as the villain brings this thing into Xiaozhoushan, it can take your life."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Taoist slowly raised his face, which was filled with complex emotions of fear, awe, and hatred.
He tore open a layer of sealing talisman on the gourd, and immediately, wisps of gloomy ghostly energy overflowed from the mouth of the bottle exuding pure spiritual power, and the temperature in the room immediately revealed an extremely cold chill, making People's hair stands on end with chills.
Black clouds and ghostly energy curled out, and in a moment, a blood-red baby stood in front of the Taoist. Its skin felt as if hot oil had been splashed on it.
Its wrinkled face has blurred facial features, as if someone had smashed the face with a blunt object. The nostrils were turned out, the muscles were visible, and the lips were no longer visible. Under the dark purple rotten flesh, there was a With his rows of pale teeth, his face was even more terrifying than a ghost.
Yunrong's eyes tightened, did she know what this 'thing' was?
Ghost children born out of grudges are usually vengeful children who are cruelly aborted from unborn babies that have already grown into fetuses in their mothers.
Such a resentful boy was abandoned during his lifetime. He is extremely violent and extremely lethal.
She once saw a ghost boy in a small coffin that her junior brother had hidden with him. The aura was similar to it, but his mind was completely different!
This one is obviously more terrifying and dangerous than the thousand-year-old ghost.
Yunrong didn't even have time to think deeply. The ghost boy was already rising up on the dark clouds, raising its bloody mouth. The monstrous ghost energy was like a net, invisible and entangled, and Yunrong was actually suppressed to the point of being unable to do anything. move.
Although the Snow-Cleaning Sword on his back was sealed in a sheath, it was naturally connected with its master's mind. When in danger, he would take the initiative to protect the master. With a buzz, the Snow-Cleaning Sword that had not been unsheathed rose up and collided with the ghost boy.
Who would have thought that the ghost boy was not afraid of the immortal creature at all, and reached out to hold the Snow-Cleaning Sword tightly.
As soon as I took hold of it, it was like holding a soldering iron, and there was a sizzling sound in my hand.
Taking advantage of this gap, Yun Rong rolled over to avoid the bite of the ghost boy, and looked at the kid holding the snow-washing sword with a serious look.
The Xue Xue Sword is a top-quality fairy sword. It is made from the sword stone of Tianshan Mountain. It is the nemesis of all evil spirits. Ghosts cannot get close to it, let alone hold the sword with bare hands.
Even if it is a thousand-year-old ghost, I am afraid that one of its arms will be directly melted away.
This little devil is actually a fetus of a descendant of an immortal!
And he is definitely not a descendant of an ordinary immortal. Judging from his appearance, he is probably a descendant of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi who possesses sword souls.
Otherwise, even if its methods are all-powerful, it still cannot counteract the sword energy of the Snow-Cleaning Sword!
While Yun Rong was shocked by the Demon Sect's methods, he was even more horrified that one of the Thirteen Swordsmen had already given birth to an heir. What was even more frightening was that he was unable to protect him and was turned into a corpse by human blood!
With such methods and actions, Tianxi Sect Mountain is treated as if it is nothing!
If this is really the case, how terrifying is the enemy behind this!
I saw the kid opened his mouth and swallowed, the snow-washing sword screamed and trembled, and was swallowed into his belly uncontrollably.
Yunrong suffered severe head pain and instantly lost contact with the Xue Xue Sword. She held her forehead and backed away, knocking over the wooden table behind her.
Too careless.
She only thought that the Fu cultivator named Huang was not something to be afraid of. When faced with human Tao-seeking monks, even if her spiritual veins were limited and her cultivation was blocked, she still had the means to protect herself and repel the enemy.
But I never thought that the person behind the scenes would be so cunning!
It is difficult for ordinary ghosts to enter Xiaozhoushan under the jurisdiction of Penglai, but they used the body of a human monk to seal the aura of the little ghost with a spiritual gourd, brought it into the mountain, and then took his life!
Looking at the aura of the little ghost, the people of the Demon Sect may not be able to control such a ghost. If he guessed correctly, there must be a Demon Clan behind it.
(End of this chapter)