"Poor...... Pretty much. ”

Ye Wudao's answer was a little vague, he was actually already a cultivator of the Nine Heavens of the Inner Scripture, but he was worried that he would be afraid of hitting Wang Yuyan's self-confidence.

Hearing Ye Wudao's admission, Wang Yuyan suddenly gasped, speculation was just speculation, but getting Ye Wudao's admission still shocked Wang Yuyan.

Ye Wudao's age is two years younger than her, but Ye Wudao is already a cultivator of the Six Heavens of Internal Strength, and she is only a cultivator of the First Heaven of Internal Strength, as the saying goes, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

In the past, Wang Yuyan was still complacent about her cultivation, but the appearance of Ye Wudao made her suffer a blow all of a sudden, and it made her feel a sense of frustration that she had cultivated to a dog all these years.

The two hid in a warm small tent chatting, and the lightning and thunder outside, pouring rain, if it weren't for Ye Wudao's presence, Wang Yuyan really didn't dare to stay in this village where the Black Death had happened, but with Ye Wudao's presence, it would give her a sense of security.

Gradually, Wang Yuyan closed her eyes and fell asleep, but Ye Wudao quietly left the tent and came to the stone tablet in the village.

In fact, as soon as Ye Wudao came here, he sensed that this village was full of resentment, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it was the reason why those villagers died of the Black Death back then.

In fact, Ye Wudao persuaded Wang Yuyan not to spend the night in this village before, not because he was afraid of the Black Death, but because he was worried about these grievances.

Although he is a Chinese and has no dime to do with Europeans, since he has come here, Ye Wudao also wants to try it to see if Huaguo's Taoism can solve the grievances of the West.

If you want to solve the grievances, you must release the grievances, otherwise, after the grievances accumulate to a certain extent, it will be like a water tank full of water, and it will burst open with a bang, which will cause a catastrophe.

Huaguo's Taoism is very complicated, generally speaking, if it is a practice field, it is necessary to bathe and change clothes, twist soil and burn incense, but now Ye Wudao has no time to prepare for these, he can only choose a simpler and rougher method.

The heavy rain was still falling, and Ye Wudao's body was drenched, but Ye Wudao didn't pay attention to it, just looked up at the sky, and frowned a little, tonight is a thunderstorm, and it is also the time when the yin qi is at its peak, but fortunately, there is thunder and lightning tonight, and thunder and lightning are the elements that break through the yin qi, so there are advantages and disadvantages.

Ye Wudao rolled up his two sleeves, walked to the fast stone tablet, grabbed the stone tablet with two hands, and snorted softly, the muscles on both arms bulged high, and pulled it out hard, with a bang, the soil loosened, and this stone tablet was easily pulled out of the dirt by Ye Wudao.

The place where this stone tablet was erected was the place where the villagers who had the Black Death burned their bodies, Ye Wudao didn't know if this was a coincidence, or if it was intentional.

"Hey, there's a cross under this stele. ”

After Ye Wudao pulled out the stele, he saw that there seemed to be a strange thing in the hole that was exposed by pulling out the stele, he stretched out his hand and took out this thing, rewashed it with rainwater, and found that it was a cross.

Ye Wudao took a look at the material of this cross, it should be silver-plated, but whether it is pure silver or not, Ye Wudao is not clear, this cross is also engraved with some very strange runes, Ye Wudao studied it, and found that these runes are not Huaguo runes, nor do they look like Sanskrit, but like Hebrew.

However, what made Ye Wudao feel strange was that in general, for the cross, there would be a statue of God in the middle, however...... The statue on this cross is not God, but an angel with wings, but the wings are black, it should be a fallen angel, even if Ye Wudao is not very clear about the gods and ghosts system in the West, but he also knows that this cross is extremely unusual.

After Ye Wudao took the cross away, the resentment buried under the stone tablet suddenly rose into the sky, making a crackling sound, giving Ye Wudao the feeling that it was as if thousands of bats had flown out of the hole, like a tornado, straight into the sky, and formed a black vortex in the sky.

"What a grudge!"

Seeing the black vortex in the sky, Ye Wudao couldn't help frowning, looking a little shocked, how many people were burned to death in this village to form such a heavy resentment.

Ye Wudao didn't have time to get up the altar, so he could only use local materials, he opened the rattan box, rummaged in it, and quickly took out his thunderwood sword, which already had a crack on the sword body, which made Ye Wudao very distressed.

It was not easy for him to get a good piece of thunderwood, but the last time he used the thunderwood sword, he almost destroyed it, and if he used it again this time, I am afraid that the thunderwood sword will not be guaranteed.

But Ye Wudao has no way, whether it is Taoism or martial arts, if you want to get a good weapon, it is very difficult, this requires chance and blessing, not that you want to have it.

The moment Ye Wudao closed the rattan box, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the three-legged toad at the bottom of his box, which immediately made Ye Wudao stunned, after he caught this three-legged toad in the mountains of Guizhou last time, he didn't have time to deal with it, so he threw it in this rattan box, almost making Ye Wudao forget the existence of this thing.

The three toads make a living by devouring yin qi and evil qi, I don't know if it will have an effect on the resentment here? Ye Wudao thought in his heart for a while.

But in the end, Ye Wudao still put down the lid of the rattan box, for the sake of safety, he still chose to use the thunder wood sword, after all, he only caught the three-legged toad, and he hadn't subdued this thing yet, so he was afraid that if it couldn't help and make trouble, it would be worth the loss.

Ye Wudao held the thunder wood sword in his hand, braved the heavy rain, and began to step on the fight, the footsteps fell, the water splashed on the ground, every time Ye Wudao took a step, a touch of brilliance appeared on the ground, and Ye Wudao took a total of seven hundred and forty-nine steps, no more than one step, no less step, containing some kind of mysterious law.

At this time, the resentment that came out of the cave seemed to also feel Ye Wudao's existence, and surrounded him sharply, and in the sound of the heavy rain, there was a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

The resentment is invisible and shadowless, and ordinary people can't see it, but they can't escape Ye Wudao's yin and yang eyes, seeing these resentments attacking him like bats, Ye Wudao also looked a little nervous.

After all, it's the first time he's dealing with these things in the West, and he doesn't know if his Taoism has any effect, and he's still a little too impulsive, it's the dog who takes the mouse to meddle with something, doesn't it seem painful?

(End of chapter)