Chapter Seventy-Two: Wang Tao's Memories{9}
The eyes of the piercing person with this light hurt, and Su Jiping had to protect his eyes with his arms to barely block the impact of the light.
When the light dissipated, Su Jiping found that everything in front of him had completely changed.
At this moment, where he was still the small hut, it was clearly a stinky ditch.
This sudden change made Su Jiping jump, he looked down and saw that he was standing stupidly in the stinky ditch.
Seeing this, the little Taoist priest snorted coldly: "You lie down in this stinky ditch and sleep a lot, don't you feel cold?" ”
"This, this, what's going on?"
Because of his excessive surprise, Su Jiping began to stutter, he jumped out of the stinky ditch in a panic, stood in the wilderness and looked around, and found that the small huts, fences and other things before were all gone, replaced by barren grass and potholes of mud.
Su Jiping seemed to be unwilling to run forward for a distance, stopped and took a closer look, and it turned out to be the same as before.
"What the hell is this!"
Rubbing his eyes vigorously with both hands, Su Jiping still sighed in disbelief.
"What the hell?" The little Taoist priest took out a quaint gossip mirror from his arms and handed it to Su Jiping's eyes to take a look, "Hmph, let's take a good look at what the hell you look like now!" If you hadn't been lucky enough to meet me today, you would have really become a ghost by now. ”
Through the dim mirror surface of the gossip mirror, Su Jiping suddenly saw his haggard appearance.
I saw that my hair was scattered, his face was pale, his neck was full of scars, and his brown cloth was completely soaked with blood.
This embarrassed appearance fell into Su Jiping's eyes, and even he felt creepy, let alone others.
Su Jiping touched his even thinner face anxiously and asked the little Taoist priest what was going on.
The little Taoist priest only said that time was pressing now, and he would explain to him later, and then take the lead in opening the way.
I had seen the power of the little Taoist priest before, and the scene I had just seen in the gossip mirror deeply touched Su Jiping, and his heart was also inadvertently suspended.
So for the words of the little Taoist, Su Jiping couldn't help but trust a little more, and now he saw him taking the lead in leading the way in front, and hurriedly followed closely.
In the hollow filled with thick mist, there was only the footsteps of two people on the ground and the irregular sound of breathing.
I saw the two of them shuttling one after the other from the muddy dirt road in the barren grass, and from time to time they stepped on the puddle and splashed a puddle of black water mixed with mud.
Although it seemed a little embarrassed to look at this, none of them dared to stop first, so they could only grit their teeth and persist with their minds.
After running along the muddy mountain road for a long time, Su Jiping was finally forced to stop and rest because Su Jiping was physically exhausted.
When the two of them were panting and hiding under a towering tree to rest, before they could take a breath, they saw the little Taoist priest stabilize his body, and suddenly shouted at Su Jiping's back with a bright eye: "Demon! What are you doing sneaky? It's not going to show up quickly! ”
Su Jiping was startled, his heart sank at the moment, and he quickly held his breath and turned his head to look behind him.
At a glance, I didn't know when Uncle Huang and his son had quietly appeared less than a meter behind Su Jiping.
Uncle Huang stroked his beard casually, and approached the two as he spoke: "Young man, you are in such a hurry, you don't even say hello to my old man, it's really a little unkind." ”
Seeing Uncle Huang constantly approaching him, Su Jiping couldn't help yelling at him: "Don't come here!" Explain to me first, whether you are a human or a ghost! ”
"Hmph." Uncle Huang didn't answer his words, but his footsteps never stopped.
"You don't pretend to be a ghost here, if you don't squeak anymore... I, I'll fight with you! Seeing that the old man no longer replied, Su Jiping looked a little hysterical, picked up a big stone from the ground, and made a gesture to attack the old man.
Uncle Huang didn't seem to be afraid of his threat, and still walked forward unhurriedly.
"Damn, you forced me to do this!" Su Jiping finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, stepped forward with an arrow, and suddenly threw the stone in his hand fiercely, and the target was Uncle Huang, who was walking slowly towards him.
But when the big stone was about to hit Uncle Huang in the face, Uncle Huang finally moved.
But he didn't mean to dodge, but rushed directly towards him.
What the! Is he crazy?
Seeing this crazy scene in front of him, Su Jiping was so shocked that his whole body was cold, he was afraid of seeing Uncle Huang being beaten and his face blurred.
But who knows, Su Jiping never dreamed that that stone would not pose a threat to Uncle Huang at all.
Because Su Jiping saw with his eyes that when he met Uncle Huang, the stone actually penetrated through his body incredibly.
Far from causing him the slightest damage, the stone landed in a puddle not far away with a muffled sound, and finally fell into the quagmire and could not extricate himself.
"You kid is so vicious, I've been eating and drinking for you for the past two days, but I didn't expect you to want my old man's life, what a ruthless white-eyed wolf!"
As he spoke, Uncle Huang was already standing beside Su Jiping, and he kept squeezing his eyebrows at Su Jiping: "Boy! Are you really willing to kill me? ”
Hearing Uncle Huang say this, Su Jiping was obviously stunned, thinking of Uncle Huang's hospitality in the past two days, he couldn't help but feel a little weak, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
"Haha, your yellow-skinned man is not bad, and he is quite demagogic."
The little Taoist priest who had never spoken suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, laughed for a while, and then stretched out his hand and pointed at Uncle Huang in front of him, and said angrily: "But you are not very lucky today, but you met me, an authentic Taoist disciple, so today is your death!" Look at the moves! ”
As he spoke, he revealed a crimson mahogany sword that he had been hiding in his cuffs.
"Slow, slow!"
Uncle Huang stretched out his hand with a smile and interrupted: "Little Taoist, I know that you still have so many moments, but well, with your little bit of Taoism, it is still a little insufficient to destroy me!" ”
Hiding his hands behind his back, he continued, "I think we might as well make a deal?" ”
The little Taoist priest cautiously raised his sword to protect his chest, and raised his eyebrows: "Say it, I'll listen." ”
"I don't want to embarrass you too much, you junior, as long as you give me this kid's soul, I promise to give you a satisfactory price, as for how much ocean you want, just say it."
Uncle Huang circled in place, a pair of small eyes refused to stop, and he turned a few times very flexibly, and then changed the conversation: "If you insist on embarrassing me, then I'm embarrassed, I can only do my best to deal with you to the end, and then if I hurt your stinky skin, it's okay to say, if you don't grasp it well, it will be terrible if you are not able to beat your soul away!" ”
Hehe laughed dryly: "However, I believe that you are a smart person and will definitely make the most correct choice, right?" ”
"It's very mysterious, and it's beautiful! But before the sun sets, your mana can't be used at full strength, don't you really think I don't know? ”
The little Taoist raised his eyebrows, urged the magic trick in his hand, and took a step under his feet, "I deliberately led you here, how can I let you go, haha..."
At the same time that his laughter stopped, the surrounding area suddenly became full of golden light, and a pattern of Tai Chi gossip faintly appeared.
Even Su Jiping, who didn't know anything about Taoism, could see that this was an unknown magic circle, not to mention Uncle Huang, who had already become a refinement.
"How can this be true? I fell for the trick of this junior of yours! ”
Uncle Huang, who was still calm and relaxed just now, could no longer remain calm at the moment, and subconsciously glanced around, and a green mist suddenly rose from his body.
Seeing this, the little Taoist priest disdainfully reminded him, "Don't try to break through my formation, if your demon soul rushes out of this body, it will only cause both sides to lose, and then your current body will not be able to be saved!" And your true soul will be completely gone. ”
Seeing this, Uncle Huang's youngest son trembled and pulled his arm and whispered: "Dad, the little Taoist priest is very cunning, he is using the method of agitation, you must not fall for his tricks again, at this moment, while the formation is not yet firm, if we want to leave, it is still too late, if we hesitate for a moment and a half, I am afraid it will really be a catastrophe!" ”
"No! Now that he has walked away like this, he has simply lost the face of our Huang family! Today, it's a big deal to fight to the death, and I will also take the souls of these two people for you to warm up your body. ”
"Dad, you can't do this, you listen to me first, although we are a little embarrassed to escape today, but as long as we are still alive, why don't you have a chance to seek revenge on him!"
The child cried with tears streaming down his face, pulling at Uncle Huang's shirt vigorously, trying to let him break free from his anger as soon as possible.
Huang Lao Bowan didn't expect his youngest son to have such insight in times of crisis, and he was very relieved to reach out and touch his little head: "San Lang, I'm afraid Dad will be unable to escape today, but you are still young, even if you fight for this old life, I will send you out." ”
When the child heard this, he cried even more: "Dad, I don't want you to die, I want to go together, I want to stay together!" ”
Seeing such a sad scene, Su Jiping suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, although he knew that Uncle Huang and his youngest son were obviously demons, but in the bottom of his heart, he just couldn't hate them.
Stretched out his hand and gently tugged at the sleeve of the little Taoist priest in front of him: "I said that, Xiaodao Chief, can you be extrajudicial and let go of this father and son, watching them live and die, my heart is uncomfortable." ”
At this moment, the little Taoist priest's face was also very ugly, but he didn't even look back and said, "Don't just see that they are very miserable and pitiful now, think more about how they persecuted people's lives, so that you won't sympathize with this weasel father and son." ”