Chapter 140: Curse the River Monster

Everyone has sensed that something is wrong.

The fish in the river swam rapidly, and some even jumped out of the water, splashing and surging, obviously fleeing.

At the same time, a wave of water in the distance was rapidly approaching, and large and small whirlpools formed around it.

Those who are a little more experienced know that there are big guys down there.

"Here we go! Come on! ”

The sailors' eyes widened, some holding wooden poles to spin off, some drawing strong bows, and others raising hooks and locks.

"It's called 'weird.'"

Zhang Biao's face was calm, and he explained: "All living beings, when the ancient bloodlines in their bodies explode, their body size will skyrocket, and some will also awaken their innate supernatural powers. ”

"These things are usually tyrannical and bloodthirsty, and they either have the ability to suppress and subdue, or they need to have targeted spells..."

Seeing that he was so calm, although Zheng Yongxiang was sweating on his forehead, he was also forced to calm down and asked with a smile: "Immortal Master, is there anyone to blame?" ”

Zhang Biao glanced at it, "Of course there is." ”

"Those who awaken their innate supernatural powers, if there is no one to guide them, they use them wantonly, either the essence in their bodies will be sucked dry by the supernatural powers, or they will not explode and become bloodthirsty monsters."

"There really is..."

Zheng Yongxiang was amazed when he heard it.

Zhang Biao nodded, "Not only that, but the monster is also divided into life and death, these bloodline eruptors, after death, the corpse is haunted, they are called corpse monsters, and they are also a kind of zombies." ”

Zheng Yongxiang secretly wrote it down, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and he respectfully bowed his hand and said, "Thank you Immortal Master for your advice." ”

This knowledge, which the Void Old Dao will not mention at all, is not a cultivation technique, but it can increase the chance of survival.

"It's just common sense."

Zhang Biao didn't care, and even deliberately pointed out.

These things, in the ancient era of cultivation, almost everyone knew it, in the Chongyang Guan Patriarch's "The Legend of Wandering Immortals", Tu Lingzi everywhere he went, not only killed demons and demons, but even told the people how to prevent and dodge.

Many of today's folklore are also related to this.

Long nights do not hurry, hurry, do not rely on the river......

Hang mugwort leaves on the heavy noon festival to drive away five insects...

Spend it in vain, and play a dance......

Many folk festivals are ancient methods to eliminate disasters and ward off evil spirits, but they are old and the people have long forgotten them.

These things, he talked to Tie Yucheng, mentioned Tu Lingzi, the son of this friend, and even proposed to publish them in a book and spread them all over the country, so that the people could enhance their chances of survival in the fog.

The young man is hot-blooded, and his chivalrous spirit does not go away after suffering.

This is also an important reason why Zhang Biao accepted him as an apprentice.

Now, in addition to practicing every day, Tie Yucheng compiles a book explaining evil spirits according to the calendar, which has been approved by Zhang Biao.

Yan Shangu's simple kindness,

Tie Yucheng's hot-blooded chivalry,

all made Zhang Biao feel that the world was not so bad.

Just then, the waves finally approached.

Zhang Biao saw that the time had come, and as soon as he raised his right wrist, a black light suddenly flew out of the evil spell bracelet and submerged into the water.

Trickery: Yin Curse.

Xuyuan Lao Dao also said that Fang Xiangzong is famous for his strong spells, whether it is Jiangliang or the commission, there are corresponding spells.

As Zhang Biao's Taoism improved, the spell naturally became more ferocious.

"Roar!"

Below the river, a terrible and dull roar sounded.

The waves of the water were raging, and a giant tortoise the size of a cargo ship suddenly surfaced, with thorns on its tortoise shell, and its eyes were red and bloodshot on its huge head, and its scales and folds shimmered with metallic brilliance.

On its head, the curse turned into a black line and spread.

Zhang Biao had already seen this monster with his spiritual eyes, but the yellow-level second-grade, although his body shape was obviously abnormal, he had not given birth to supernatural powers, and his divine soul was his weakness.

The giant tortoise was full of curses, but it was ferocious, opened its mouth, and bit at the bow of the boat.

"Bring it!"

Zhang Biao snatched the sparrow from the hands of the soldier next to him, tied up his horse, held the gun in the middle of the flat, and stabbed out with a twist of his arms.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he was originally strong in kung fu, but after reaching the forging realm, his speed and strength have increased dramatically, and he has long surpassed the so-called Jianghu Grandmaster.

Poof!

The steel spun in front of the long wooden wax pole roared out and plunged directly into the giant turtle's eye, splashing blood and water everywhere.

Not only that, but under Zhang Biao's huge force, the fine ash rod exploded into crumbs with a click, and the giant turtle's head was suddenly deflected.

Under the pain, the murderous creature turned over and dived into the water and disappeared, but he didn't find that Zhang Biao had casually popped out a Yin Fu Flow Bead and embedded it in the tortoise shell.

With the ferocity of this giant tortoise, how can he give up.

It suffered a loss on the surface of the river, and dived deep into the depths, the only one eye left stared at the shadow of the boat above.

The topography of Huaizhou is like this, with undulating mountains, numerous canyons, turbulent rivers and deep waters, and the deepest places can even reach 100 zhang, once the shipwreck falls into the water, it is difficult to salvage.

"Immortal Master, what should I do?"

Zheng Yongxiang naturally noticed that something was wrong.

"Don't panic."

Zhang Biao's face was calm, and he took out Xiaoding from his arms.

This small tripod has three legs and two ears, and the monster that forms the head of the tiger and snake in life with various yin charm patterns is the pattern of Jiangliang.

Like obsidian, it shimmers with glazed brilliance.

This thing comes from the scarf obtained by killing Fu Shou Gong, and the scraps are deducted from the center to make a curse bracelet, and the rest is made into a witch tripod.

This treasure is not used for alchemy, but a magic spell bracelet with a magic weapon, which is used to cast trickery and yin spells.

It works as a ranged spell.

Either there is flesh and blood hair as a medium, or just like Fang Cai, the Yin Fu Flowing Beads will be hit on his body.

Zhang Biao held the mantra in his left hand, pinched the Dharma seal in his right hand, stared at the river, and recited the ghost mantra in his mouth.

The curse of the devil is the sound of the dead, and there will be a vision when you read it.

Zheng Yongxiang next to him suddenly widened his eyes, and saw a black mist in Xiaoding, which then condensed into an asphalt-like mucus, which continued to boil like boiling water.

The sailors next to them were not having a good time, listening to the strange murmur, they only felt that there were shadows on the river in the distance, like ghosts peeping, which made them creepy.

The giant tortoise below is even more uncomfortable.

The tricky yin spell is constantly cast through the Yin rune flow beads, like an invisible blade hacksaw, frantically tearing his soul.

The giant tortoise struggled frantically, stirring up the mud at the bottom of the water.

In just a few breaths, there was no sparkle in its eyes.

On the boat, Zhang Biao put away Xiao Ding, and finally in the eyes of everyone, the giant turtle floated up with its belly up, and it was already out of breath.

Zheng Yongxiang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Fang Xiangzong's witchcraft method is like this, although the goal is to suppress evil and exorcise demons, but it looks too terrifying, and it really doesn't look like a good person.

Zhang Biao calmed, "What's next?" ”

………………

Huaizhou is mountainous, and there are basically only two kinds of cities.

One is the mountain basin, because the land is suitable for farming, so there are basically towns, and there are mountain villages around it, and terraced fields are cultivated.

The other is the ferry, which depends on mining and water transportation for its livelihood.

It is the real backer to eat the mountain, and the water to eat the water.

Moyang City is a typical wharf city, backed by mountains, digging large and small pits, and is the second ferry port of the Qinglong River into Huaizhou, surrounded by several mountain roads, leading to various cities in Huaizhou.

Originally, this place was extremely busy with both waterways and mountain roads, but since the break with the Great Liang Imperial Court, the flow of people has decreased a lot.

After the fog came, it was even more sparsely populated.

On an official road leading to a mountain road in the depths of Huaizhou, the bells of mules and horses rang in the dense fog, and then the sound of horses' hooves continued, accompanied by the sound of ruts, and a large number of people and horses appeared.

This is the Zheng family caravan, with at least two thousand people, and there are hundreds of carriages, full of goods, lined up in a long line.

In the center of the procession, a young black-robed Taoist man carried a long sword and rode his horse, his face slightly tired.

Since the arrival of the Great Fog Plague, no one has dared to go on the road unless there is such a huge contingent of monks guarding them.

Seeing this, an old man of the Zheng family next to him respectfully handed over the kettle, and said with a flattering face: "Lingchong Immortal, drink some water, and you will be in Moyang City soon." ”

"No need."

This young Taoist named Lingchong has red lips and white teeth, handsome facial features, and very peaceful eyes.

When the old man of the Zheng family heard this, he hurriedly put away the kettle.

Many of the Xuandu monks he saw were high-ranking people, but this little Taoist leader was kind and kind, and he also dutifully guarded along the way.

Only five people died on one trip.

He naturally has great respect for this little Taoist.

After a long steep slope along the mountain road, the front suddenly opens up, and although it is covered by a thick fog, it is vague, and you can also see the black shadow of the huge city wall.

"It's finally here..."

Both breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, near the direction of the ferry, a commotion sounded, and a large number of people ran out of Moyang City, led by several disciples of the Zheng family.

"Zheng An, what's wrong?"

The old man hurriedly called a Zheng family disciple.

"Second uncle, you're back."

The Zheng family's face was full of joy, and he said excitedly: "The river monster in the waterway has been killed, this is already the second one, and the river leading to Shanyin Ferry has been unblocked. ”

The old man hurriedly asked, "Is it the Void Distance Dao Chief?" ”

"It's not."

The Zheng family shook his head and said, "I heard that it was a monk who came from afar and settled in a nearby cottage, and Brother Yongxiang asked him to take action and destroy the river monster." ”

"Monks from afar..."

The old man secretly glanced at Ling Chong and asked, "Do you know which sect you come from?" ”

"It's not clear."

"By the way, someone seems to say that it's quite big, what is it called... Tai Sui. ”

"Tai Sui!"

Ling Chong's brows furrowed slightly when he heard this.

"The Three Demons of the Capital..."

The old man gasped too.

The disciple of the Zheng family also noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, and hurriedly said: "Second uncle, I'll go first, Brother Yongxiang said that the river monster is very big, and he needs someone to help carry it." ”

With that, he hurried away with his people.

"This..."

The old man looked at Ling Chong, not knowing what to say.

Ling Chong's face was calm, and he said: "Don't worry, the so-called three demons in the capital are just rumors, this Tai Sui Taoist friend has a lot of connections with one of my fellow uncles, and he is not an enemy." ”

The old man breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, amid a burst of shouting, the giant tortoise was dragged to the open space of the dock by everyone, carrying logs one by one.

Seeing this, Ling Chong nodded slightly and said, "Good things can be used to refine Dunjia, what about that Tai Sui Daoist?" ”

The children of the Zheng family hurriedly replied: "Brother Yongxiang and Yongxiang went to Duliang Mountain to kill the evil things over there." ”

"Duliang Mountain?"

Ling Chong's eyes widened, and he muttered: "Bad thing, this Tai Sui Daoist, I'm afraid I don't know what's there..."

"Quick, go with me to dissuade you!"

(End of chapter)