With a knife, it seemed that all Liu Gencheng's strength had been exhausted, his head was crooked, and there was no movement, and the lancet in his hand also fell to the ground, bright as new, without a trace of blood, and on his stomach, a thick piece of pork belly appeared at some point, and a deep hole was split in the middle, revealing the fat and thin five layers inside.

"Who?"

When Qianzi saw this scene, he immediately became alert, suddenly screamed, and turned to look behind.

The moon is hanging in the sky, the silver light is pouring down, and the starry night sky is even deeper and empty.

Dressed in a dark robe, with a green jade crown and half a bundle of hair hanging down his shoulders, and carrying a three-foot long sword, a handsome young man galloped against the wind, like a ghost in the night, flew over, and stopped at the top of a big tree outside, the branches and leaves were slightly floating and floating, and the young man's posture was like catkins, and then quickly returned to stability.

"It should be unintentional. The boy grinned and gave his name.

"Daoxia!" Qianzi became vigilant and tensed his body slightly.

"Not bad. ”

"You're here to kill me?"

Ying Wuxin shook his head lightly, "I only kill evil, and I don't target specific demons and spirits, and you are the same, stop it, I will let you leave safely!"

Qianzi sneered: "Sure enough, it is still full of morality, with this kind of high-sounding excuse, I am afraid that you human Daoists have killed many cultivators, I am afraid that I will be uncountable! ”

Glancing at the inside of the wooden house, Ying Wuxin shook his head slightly, "He is not guilty of death." ”

"I don't need you to care!" Qianzi shouted, and the black hair on his body grew wildly, and soon turned into a black-haired monster, and then differentiated into rats, recovering to the form of a rat man again.

Squeak Squeak –

Countless red-eyed rats opened their mouths together and let out a strange call, and the sound waves continued to spread forward, interacting, and then forming a new sound of strange frequencies, which was so low that it was difficult for the human ear to distinguish clearly.

"Seal!"

Ying Wuxin stood on the soft branches at the top of the canopy, his body swayed slightly with the night breeze, but the lower plate was still as steady as a rock, and his hands quickly formed several seals, and he drank softly.

In the sound of clattering, the cylinder tiles on the wooden roof flew up one by one, as if they had invisible wings, and rushed towards the rat man below, and in the snapping sound, they stuck to the rat man's body, one after another, almost no gaps, one layer pressed one layer, and there were five or six layers.

The gray cylinder tiles soon formed a huge cylinder, completely enveloping the rat man, the dense rat cry, immediately weakened a lot, and the power of the newly formed sound also decreased rapidly, but it still caused a certain impact on the corresponding unintentional, and the mind became in a trance, but fortunately, he had his own way, and quickly adjusted himself and woke up.

"Give it to me, give it to me—" Inside the wooden house, the old man was still struggling to crawl forward, reaching out and trying to grasp the lancet that had been used for disembowelment.

"If you can't wake up, go to sleep for a while. ”

Ying Wuxin made several seals again, pointed at the inside of the wooden house, and the pork belly on Liu Gencheng's stomach flew up, and pulled it at the old man's head.

There was a muffled crack, the old man's head was pumped and swayed, his eyes rolled white for a while, his throat gurgled a few times, he didn't say anything, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

"Ah...... You abominable humans, I will kill you all. The rat man wrapped in the cylinder tile shouted angrily, his body swelled and exploded, countless cylinder tiles shattered and splashed out, and the rat man completely turned into a rat flying in the sky, in mid-air, with teeth and claws, and a fierce face.

"War. ”

Ying Wuxin's expression became solemn, and he formed several seals again, and pointed at the large pile of firewood placed next to the wooden house, and hundreds of chopped firewood immediately jumped up, jumping forward on the ground as if he had long legs, and soon formed an encirclement and surrounded the mice.

When encountering a rat flying out, the firewood will immediately hit it violently.

In the dense sound of crackling, one by one the rats were killed by the firewood with a ferocious momentum and fell to the ground, and none of them could escape the encirclement of the firewood.

"Damn, you human Daoists, even if I die, I won't let you go......" Qianzi's resentful voice sounded bitterly.

Syllable!

The last mouse was knocked to death, and the whole yard fell silent, and the firewood stood quietly on the ground with red blood on it, like a group of loyal soldiers.

Ying Wuxin sighed softly, jumped down from the canopy, landed lightly on the ground, waved his hand at the firewood, all the firewood jumped again, and the puppet-like action mechanically kicked away the mouse corpses scattered on the ground one by one, got them to the corner of the yard, and piled them together.

Then the firewood fell on the top of the mouse corpse, Ying unintentionally formed several seals, got up and walked to the wooden house, and on the pile of mouse corpses covered with firewood behind him, a huge flame appeared out of thin air, igniting the firewood and the corpse together, and a scorched breath then rose to the sky, drifting away with the night wind.

Syllable!

Ying Wuxin stood at the door of the wooden house, snapped his fingers lightly, and the two people inside shook slightly, their breathing became short, and after a while, the two woke up one after another.

After a short period of panic and fear, the two saw Ying Wuxin, recalled what happened just now, and finally figured out what was going on.

"Little Daoye, it turned out that you saved the little old man and me, I am really very grateful, one hundred percent thanks, a thousand points of thanks, ten thousand thanks!" The old man got up, knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and thanked him gratefully, looking at him like that, if it was a young woman, it was estimated that he must make a personal promise.

"It's just a small thing, get up. Ying Wuxin waved his hand lightly, and looked at Liu Gencheng, who was still lying against the wall on the other side.

"What do you see, Daoxia is amazing, why didn't you cows come to save me earlier, let me be scared half to death by that terrible monster, how many sins did I suffer?" Liu Gencheng glared fiercely and said angrily.

The old man's face changed, his angry beard was about to fly, and he said sternly: "Young man, it's not right for you to talk like this, this little Taoist is obviously your savior, without him, you would have been killed by that monster a long time ago, he saved you, it's okay if you are not grateful, how can you still resent the little Taoist master." ”

"Thanksgiving, he is a Taoist hero, his duty is to protect our people and kill those demons and monsters, this is his job, otherwise what would they do?"

The old man laughed angrily, and was about to continue to refute this erroneous view, but he had no intention of stopping him, and looked at Liu Gencheng and said: "Who said that the heroes are to protect you, the goodness of the world we protect, who said that we must kill the demons and spirits, what we kill is evil, if people are evil, we will punish them severely, if the demons and monsters are good, we will also protect them, this is our Taoxia." ”

Liu Gencheng's face changed, his eyes were a little flustered, but he still stubbornly said: "Okay, as a Taoist, you actually colluded with demons and monsters to kill our people, I must denounce you when I go out, so that all the people know your ugly face." ”