Volume 1: The Death of the Cycle Chapter 47: The Bandits
The woman's words caused an uproar, and the men around the village chief instantly stood up like furious, their eyes widened, and they asked:
"What you mother-in-law said is true, if you dare to lie, we will never let you go!"
The woman spat out the blood from her mouth, and there was a little bit of chipped teeth in the blood.
The woman's hair was scattered, and she said like a ghost:
"What I said is a little false, the sky is thundering, and you can't die well!"
The uncle of the little girl in the red jacket on the side was in a hurry, and he hurriedly stepped forward to slap the woman who had already lost her mind, but was held by the burly man and couldn't move in, so he had to point at the woman and scold.
"That's enough, shut up! That child's life is miserable enough, you are still here to bewitch the public, don't you really leave a little incense for my brother!"
The woman raised her head suddenly, looked at her man, and said miserably:
"You asked me to leave incense for him, then who took care of my little treasure, if it wasn't for that little slut who saved that evil star, how could my little treasure die, and how could our distant mountain village suffer such a big disaster!"
Seeing that the pair of wives in front of them turned against each other in an instant at this time, everyone couldn't help but look at the old head for a while, and at this moment they had already lost their backbone.
The old village chief looked at the two people silently and sighed.
"Take the two of them with us, no matter what, we'll have to go to the City God Temple first to have a look. ”
After speaking, the old village chief got up.
The villagers looked at each other.
I had to follow behind the old village chief and walk towards the dilapidated mountain temple outside the village.
......
Before this, there was already a group of bandits in the Black Tiger Mountain next to Xilin City, and the direction of coming down from the mountain was the direction of the Far Mountain Village, and the person who took the lead was the second leader of the Black Tiger Cottage, Lin Shuanghuo.
It's just that at this time, the second master's expression is a little stiff, and his body seems to be like a puppet walking on the mountain road step by step, extremely weird, not only him, but even the subordinates behind him are also expressionless, and his expression is stiff as if a puppet is walking in the mountain, there is an indescribable weirdness.
However, if you look closely, you can see faintly transparent silk threads, which are constantly converging in the middle of the sky.
At the end of these silk threads, a man in a blue robe who looked like a boy was manipulating, and he saw his hands connect the dots, and those people continued to make various poses with his movements.
And as time went on, those silk threads gradually penetrated deep into the heads of those bandits, eroding their minds and souls, making them gradually become a puppet.
However, with the occurrence of these changes, the movements of these bandits have become more and more proficient, and their expressions are no longer stiff, as if they have gradually changed from puppets to living people.
The group began to talk slowly, and some laughed and walked down the mountain, but if you listened carefully to what they said, you felt that the language they spoke was confused.
Even they are unconsciously saying the words that once existed in their heads, which is not to say that they are out of control, but even worse is that they are irreversibly turning from living beings to rigid puppets at this moment.
"Well, this evil weapon is also quite useful! I think I should ask the people below to find me some interesting toys next time." ”
The boy in the green robe showed a happy smile, watching the living people in his hands gradually become his own dolls, not only feeling very interesting.
For him, although the things in his hand are some evil things that only the evil sect and demon sect will use, but for him, the young master of the Infinite Dao Palace, it doesn't matter, because he is decent, and everything he does is righteous!
As for the following bandits who have turned into puppets, will they be exposed? The boy smiled disdainfully, for Lu Dilong, these are his toys, what will happen if the toys are used up, of course they will be lost.
For now, though, Lu Dilong still needs these toys to help him get something done, because he's already found his next toy.
At this time, Zhang Ming, who was in the mountain temple, was still lying at the door of the dilapidated temple, and at this time his back was already covered with a layer of frost, but under that pair of frost, it was Zhang Ming's intact skin.
Yesterday night, although Zhang Ming's body was still asleep, Zhang Ming's divine consciousness was constantly guiding the qi and blood in his body to run continuously, and countless blood rushed along the blood vessels to each of his terminal branches.
So that Zhang Ming will not freeze to death or frostbite because of too cold, and will not cause any damage to his body due to blood stasis in his body.
This is the difference between a monk and an ordinary person.
Generally, a person who can practice martial arts may be able to control the operation of qi and blood in his body, but he is not as good as those who have divine sense, and he can flow his qi and blood in every corner of his body at will, which is one of the benefits of divine consciousness.
At this time, Zhang Ming, whose eyes were closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and Lin Jianghe, who had been hidden above Zhang Ming's chest, also broke away from Zhang Ming's bamboo stick and turned into a transparent soul floating beside Zhang Ming.
Seeing Zhang Ming who woke up, Lin Jianghe said with some solemnity:
"You feel it too?"
"Well, I feel a wave of unease!"
Both of them couldn't help but look at the sky, both of them felt a malicious coming from the sky, but they couldn't grasp who that malice was?
I hope it's not that bear child, Zhang Ming had a faint guess in his heart, but he would rather be an immortal passing by this small mountain village than the bear child Lu Dilong who forced him to kill himself.
"In the future, I may not show up again, in case that being finds me, you try not to expose yourself......"
Zhang Ming nodded.
At this time, Zhang Ming also knew that Lin Jianghe's current state was in a very special state, neither a human nor a ghost, but more like a mysterious state in between.
For the monk who came with malice, Zhang Ming and Li Jianghe did not dare to expose themselves to his field of vision, and at this time, Zhang Ming also began to slowly pack up his divine sense, quietly waiting for the arrival of that malice.
Bump
Zhang Ming had just gotten up and left the temple gate on the mountain, when someone kicked the door open.
The already broken door was shattered even more at this time.
"You are Zhang Ming?"
Zhang Ming looked at the bandit in front of him with a pale face, and recognized at a glance that the clothes worn by this bandit were exactly the appearance of the Black Tiger Cottage bandit, but Zhang Ming did not show any emotion, after all, in this time and space, he did not know the people of the Black Tiger Cottage.
At this time, the bandits looked at Zhang Ming in front of them, as if they had confirmed his identity, and then five or six more bandits poured into the mountain temple together, and they took Zhang Ming out of the temple, and also took the little girl who had woken up out.
When Zhang Ming went outside, he found that the outside of the mountain temple at this time was already full of people, and it seemed that not only he had been arrested, but also those villagers from the distant mountain villages had also been arrested.
The little girl in the red jacket who was caught was taken to the villagers of the distant mountain village and made him kneel with the other villagers, while Zhang Ming was accidentally placed at the entrance of the temple.
At this time, the boy in the sky had already completely controlled the consciousness of the thieves below with the evil weapon in his hand, making them completely become his puppets.
Of course, the effect of the evil weapon is not only that, although these people have become puppets, they will still act according to their usual patterns, and no one will notice the difference at all.
So under the manipulation of Lu Dilong, a burly man with two copper hammers walked out from among the thieves, walked straight to the middle of the courtyard of the mountain temple, and looked at Zhang Ming in front of him, with a mocking look on his face.
"Young Master Zhang, Zhang Ming!"