Chapter Forty-Eight: The Night Guest
It was getting dark, and Fu Le was tossing and turning on a simple wooden bed, and he was a little insomnia.
Fu Le rolled over, and there was a creaking sound from the bed board under him, as if he was overwhelmed. Fu Le covered his ears irritably, but he always heard the buzzing and the barking of dogs outside the window, and his sleepiness could not be condensed.
Fu Le simply opened the window, and by the moonlight outside, he could faintly see the path of the entire village, and he could also see the few stars in the night sky.
Whew-
Fu Le exhaled, and his rhythmic breathing could be heard in the darkness, and his chest rose and fell smoothly with the sound of breathing.
Fu Le opened his eyes and looked motionless at the top of the room.
Since leaving his hometown, Fu Le began to feel this change in himself, when he was in the noisy atmosphere of the day, it was fine, once he fell into the silence of this dark night alone, Fu Le began to have an inexplicable panic.
Ever since Xiang Tiange left him, this terrible sense of panic had intensified in the night, almost tearing him apart in the night.
Click-
A cool breeze came in, and the windows were banging on each other with a crisp sound.
Fu Le's sleepiness was completely gone, he knew that he couldn't sleep tonight, Fu Le got up and got dressed, and prepared to go outside for a walk.
Fu Le pushed open the door, it was a little cold outside, Fu Le wrapped himself in clothes, and walked aimlessly around the village with his head down.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on the streets, and Fu Le thought about the experiences of these days, and felt like a world away.
But looking at the rows of low houses and small trees, Fu Le seems to feel that he has not left the earth, and he is now walking on the path of his hometown, taking a leisurely walk.
Whew-
A strong wind blew from afar, and the clothes of Fu Le swayed. He narrowed his eyes and looked southwest.
In the dark distance to the southwest, a little red light lit up, and Fu Le looked at the increasing red light, his nose fluttering slightly.
"Huh?"
Fu Le frowned, he could smell a burning smell in the air.
Fu Le stared at the increasing number of red dots of light in the distance, and sensed that something was wrong, his expression gradually became solemn, and uneasiness slowly rose in his heart.
Whoosh β
The first red point of light shot into the sky and exploded with a bang.
Then, like fireworks, countless red points of light began to shoot into the night sky, and then exploded one after another, lighting up the entire night sky.
The ground shook slightly, and then the tremor slowly increased, becoming more and more intense.
Fu Le saw that in the far southwest, there seemed to be a fiery cloud in the dark night, and the whole night sky turned fiery red, and the fiery cloud was slowly approaching the village, and the scene was very spectacular.
Boom Boom β
Fu Le finally saw the burning cloud clearly, and at the same time, the rumbling sound in his ears was also approaching, the whole earth shook violently, and Fu Le's heart was blown up by great fear, where is this burning cloud?
It was a myriad of men in iron helmets, riding fierce horses, carrying torches, and carrying bows and arrows, galloping in the direction of Fule.
Fu Le took a few steps back in horror, and he turned around and ran wildly, knocking on the doors of every house in the village in turn.
Candles lit up in the windows of the houses of the people who had been woken up by Fule, and then angry scolding rang out from the windows.
After a while, the houses in the whole village were half lit up, and most of the people were woken up by Fule.
At the same time, the iron-helmeted horses from afar arrived in the village.
With the sound of iron weapons clashing, the countless iron-helmeted men with torches dismounted, drew their long knives behind their backs, and stepped forward to surround the village.
......
Fu Le panted and slammed open the door of the old man's room, banging on the wooden door of the room where the old man slept.
"Fast, fast......"
Fu Le shouted out to the old man breathlessly, but the old man inside did not respond.
Bang β
Suddenly, the dilapidated wooden door outside was kicked open, and a tall iron-helmeted robber walked in, sneered and walked over after seeing Fu Le, and then kicked Fu Le heavily in the chest.
Knock β
Fu Le fell to the ground hard, his vision blurred, and the Iron Helmet Bandit came over, grabbed him by the hair, and dragged him out into the street.
Fu Le's ears were filled with the shouts of women and the angry scolding of men, followed by the sound of various iron objects clashing, and then after a few minutes or so, the whole street fell silent.
Thrown into the crowd, he opened his eyes and saw that the villagers, like pigs and sheep, had been driven to the center of the village square by these iron-helmeted robbers.
Fu Le's eyes swept over the crowd, and found that the old man and Ru'er who had taken him in had also been arrested, and they were reprimanded by a tall iron-helmeted robber and squatted on the ground.
As the villagers' rebellion was suppressed, the square gradually fell silent, and the iron-helmeted robbers walked back and forth with torches, patrolling the villagers they had driven together.
Buzz β
A buzzing sound sounded, and footsteps came from behind the team of iron-helmeted bandits, and a faint white light lit up, and the robbers in front of them hurriedly retreated to both sides with respectful expressions, and instantly made way of a road.
Footsteps approached, and a figure slowly stepped out of the bandits.
"Chiefβ"
As the figure passed, the robbers on both sides bowed their heads respectfully.
Fu Le narrowed his eyes and watched this person gradually approach, this person's appearance slowly became clear, to Fu Le's surprise, this so-called leader was not a rugged man as Fu Le imagined, but a scholar with a scroll in his hand.
It was really an elegant man, he held a book in his hand, dressed in a bright yellow robe, and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at everyone in the village one by one, and even nodded in greeting.
A man in an iron helmet approached the scholar and whispered, "Chief, everyone in this village is here. β
The yellow-clothed scholar nodded, looked at everyone, and with a flick of his fingers, countless blue lights flew out of his hands, shooting at everyone accurately.
Fu Le felt an itch in his neck, he lowered his head and looked slowly, his face turned pale in an instant, it was actually a small cyan snake that had entered his neck, and his body had already drilled into more than half of it, only a small piece of snake tail was exposed.
Wow β
Fu Le saw it, and the other villagers saw it, and everyone looked at their necks in horror, and then at others, and each villager had a small cyan snake in their necks, and a small snake tail was exposed.
The crowd instantly panicked, and the iron-helmeted bandits on the side angrily scolded the villagers to silence them.
The yellow-clothed scholar stopped the iron-helmeted men, looked at the villagers with some apologies in his eyes, and said softly: "Okay, let's go back, let's meet here in three minutes." β
The villagers looked at each other angrily and did not leave, but looked at the yellow-clothed scholar.
Sure enough, the yellow-clothed scholar paused, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then said: "When we meet again in three minutes, bring all the valuable things at home, and I will help your family take out the spirit snake in the body." β
The yellow-clothed scholar smiled and looked around, looked at all the villagers one by one, and said slowly: "Now, the timer begins." β
As his words fell, all the Iron-Helmeted robbers moved out of the way, opening a path for the villagers.
The villagers did not leave, they looked at the yellow-clothed scholar coldly, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.
After a few minutes of stalemate, none of the villagers left.
The yellow-clothed scholar looked at the villagers who were not moving, sighed and said slowly:
"I have heard that the people here are fierce, but I have brought humiliation on myself. β
He waved his hand to the iron-helmeted robbers helplessly, turned his back to the villagers, and said unhurriedly:
"I'll get it myself later. β
Poof-
As the last word of the yellow-clothed scholar fell, a muffled snort sounded, and an iron-helmeted robber on the side pulled out the long knife in its scabbard and swung it, blood spraying from the neck of a villager next to him.
The villager fell to the ground, crimson blood running down the ground and reddening the earth.
Puff puff β
Three more arrows came from the Iron Helmet bandits, instantly hitting the chests of the three villagers, who slowly turned red.
"Ahhh
One of the men who had been hit by the arrow suddenly roared and pulled out the arrow, then covered the blood on his chest and ran towards the yellow-clothed scholar with a roar.
With this man taking the lead, the other two men who were shot in the chest also risked their lives, and they also roared angrily and rushed towards the yellow-clothed scholar like crazy.
The yellow-clothed scholar still looked at them with a smile and stood there motionless.
The iron-helmeted men beside him were looking at the three men who were getting closer and closer, and they were also standing still, showing no signs of preparing to move.
"Open-"
The yellow-clothed scholar smiled and looked at the three men who resisted, and when they were about three meters away from the yellow-clothed scholar, the yellow-clothed scholar suddenly spit out a word from his mouth.
Click-
A strange scene appeared, as the yellow-clothed scholar spit out the word, the three men who were about to rush in front of him suddenly let out a miserable howl.
Then, under the frightened eyes of the villagers, the bones of the three men seemed to melt, and their bodies suddenly could not support themselves.
"Ahh
A woman looked frightened and began to point at the bodies of the three men and scream.
I saw that the limbs of the three big men began to rot, and then spread to the chest, neck, and other parts of the body.
After only about five seconds, the bodies of the three big men each turned into a pile of loose sticky flesh and fell to the ground.
Three lives, three piles of flesh and blood.
The man in yellow still looked at the villagers with a smile on his face, and his demeanor could even be said to be elegant.
But in the eyes of all the villagers, the smile sent chills down their sleeves.