The village is lit up at night.

Dogs bark, chickens crow, cows bark into a symphony.

More than a dozen villagers gathered around a large wooden round table, men, women and children, all with their heads bowed at this time, their faces full of impatience and helplessness.

In the middle, an old man with a wrinkled face and a hunched back was saying something loudly.

The old man looked anxious, pacing back and forth with a cane like a tree, occasionally looking in the direction of the entrance of the village, and shaking his head as he withdrew his gaze.

"I'm afraid that the Qingxu real person will not be able to come, what is the way to do this......"

"Then why don't you report to the police again?"

There was a commotion around, and soon an argument broke out.

"Lao Li, forget it, Ruo Ling has been taken captive for a long time, and it is dark. ”

"It's a foregone conclusion that it's not good to eat and drink spicy food with Liu Jindao. ”

"Those thieves also said that they don't have to pay three hundred hundred, they just want her. ”

"Fugui'er is right, if we don't hand over that girl, where will we have so much food for those rotten thieves?"

.................

The old man surnamed Li's face became more and more heavy, and his wrinkles were about to be pulled apart.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Picked up the cane and knocked it hard three times.

The noise gradually quieted down, and only a few small complaints remained.

"Next time they come to rob your girl again, Lao Tzu will send it to you immediately!"

The old man surnamed Li blushed and had a thick neck, and his anger pointed at a middle-aged peasant woman who was still complaining.

The girl beside the peasant woman was frightened, shrunk back behind the peasant woman with tears, grabbed the peasant woman's sleeve and trembled.

The peasant woman was short of breath and grinned her teeth, looking quite angry.

She was about to curse angrily with her hands on her hips, but her expression suddenly changed, staring directly at a figure looming in the darkness.

The stars were gray, and the clouds were half-hidden from the moonlight.

The sound of heavy and small footsteps caused the barking of dogs to become more sharp.

Everyone immediately became nervous.

It was like stepping on their heartbeat, making the breath follow the length of the breath.

In the isolation of light and night, a strangely dressed Taoist appeared.

Swept through the different expressions of the villagers.

He walked through the crowd, placing a large board diagonally aside.

He sat down at the table again, looking at the stunned crowd with a smile, and his gaze stayed on the old man for a longer time.

"Li Yuan, Li Yuan, Xiaodao didn't dare to rest all the way, the oil and water in his stomach were missing three times, I thought that there would be a table of ready-made wine and food when I arrived at you. ”

Li Yuan was extremely surprised, he didn't ask the other party for details, and he didn't beg the other party to do things right now, so he hurriedly asked people to get some food and drink.

After a while, a large table of wine and food was put on the table, and a table of people was sitting lively.

swept away the previous discordant atmosphere and competed to toast Qinghan.

There was talk and laughter with each other, as if the previous unhappiness had never happened.

Qing Han looked at the unusually rich meat on this table and became curious.

The village looks poor, but in fact it looks pretty good.

Based on Qinghan's impression of farm life, he only ate such a meal of wine and meat during the Chinese New Year, which is relatively wealthy.

He only cared about drinking while thinking, and he didn't even touch the dishes and chopsticks.

"Aren't these dishes to the taste of the Taoist?"

The enthusiastic villagers persuaded him several times.

Every time, Qinghan found a reason to refuse.

"Poor Dao has recently avoided cultivating his mind. ”

The good atmosphere gradually subsided after this refusal.

These villagers also swept away their previous cheerful enthusiasm, and their expressions began to become indifferent.

Later, he didn't say a word, and only cared about eating meat and drinking wine.

Only Li Yuan still accosted Qinghan from time to time.

After a glass of strong wine, Li Yuan sighed bitterly, and muttered slightly drunk, "My hard-working granddaughter, grandpa is sorry for you!"

"Why isn't your son Li Feng here? ”

Qing Han untied the gourd around his waist, lifted the last small jar of wine and poured it in, filling the gourd.

He shook the jar, poured the last trace into his mouth, and sipped it at the mouth of the jar for a long time before putting it down.

"I was so confused that I wanted to open it, and I went up the mountain to ask for someone. ”

Li Yuan leaned on the backrest, stroked his stomach back and forth, burped, and his eyes gradually became confused.

"Old Man Li is really old and strong, at least he drank two large jars, and ate three plates of chops, his face was not red, he was not panting, and he did not feel the slightest discomfort, which really opened Xiaodao's eyes. ”

Qing Han looked at these people, his eyes flickering.

At first, although they ate meat and drank a lot, they looked normal, but later their expressions became more and more exaggerated.

Now the eyes are even wider, some compete with each other for the plates, some hold the plates and lick them around, and some even arch their heads directly into the wine jar, and you can hear the sound of your tongue turning the wine.

"The Taoist chief has been in the dust all the way, of course we have to make it more lively, and wash the dust for the Qinghan Taoist chief. ”

Li Yuan laughed out loud, laughing too much, the corners of his mouth were about to crack to the root of his ears, revealing red and white flesh, and traces of blood flowed down the crack into his mouth.

He licked it with his tongue and smacked his lips again, his lips protruding into intoxication.

I couldn't help but say "oh~", and the tone was long, and the tone was frustrated.

With a smile, he snatched the dish from a young man who was licking the plate, and there were a few mutilated pig ears in it.

"Qinghan Dao Chang, just drinking alcohol and not eating vegetables is not good for your health, you are still young, don't be like my son, he walks lightly and has no strength. ”

The corners of Li Yuan's mouth on both sides have been cracked to the top cover, and there is still a skin on his head that is barely connected.

If you put aside those two cracks, you will open your mouth for a while, and you will be changing the face of ordinary people for a while.

Two streams of blood flowed down the furrow on his cheek to his chin and dripped onto the pig's ear, and by the time he finished speaking, a plate of blood was about to overflow.

More than a dozen people around also stopped eating at this time, and suddenly turned their heads to look over, the ghostly light in their eyes flickered, and a strange smile like Li Yuan appeared.

They dig their hands deep into their mouths, grasping the roof of the jaw with one hand and the lower jaw with the other, and pull hard.

Puff puff!

Unexpectedly, his chin and skull were torn apart, and he swayed in front and back.

A slit cracked between the vague wriggling of flesh.

Kiss!

The gap opened, and when I looked closely, it was a large chiseled mouth with green slime, and countless sticky threads like saliva were connected between the lips.

And a long tongue stained with mucus stretched out from it between the opening and closing, undulating like a wave in the direction of Qinghan.

The indescribable fishy stench slapped on Qing Han's face one after another.

Qing Han stared at these changes the whole time, and couldn't help but roll his throat at this time.

He took a closer look at the pig ear that Li Yuan brought over, forcibly held back the retching, and stretched out his hand to touch the Sun Chasing Sword.

"Hehe, since you don't give face, there's no way......"

As soon as Li Yuan's voice fell, these villagers stood up crookedly, approaching quickly in a strange posture like evil ghosts, and their tongues stretched out longer and surrounded Qing Han.

Qing Han picked up the Sun Chasing Sword, and swept around with a low cry in his mouth, and the group of tongues was affected by the collision, and suddenly shrank.

But there was no sign of breaking, and these monsters screamed more and more, and pounced on Qing Han with a sharp roar.

Qing Han jumped up and dodged, gathering momentum to slash at the crack in the head of a monster.

A stream of green blood shot out like a sharp arrow.

The sword in his hand sank into three inches, but the strength dissipated, and he was stuck to death, and he couldn't pull it out even after two strokes with all his strength.

Qing Han suddenly had a dense layer of goosebumps on his body, his scalp was suddenly numb, and he hurriedly held his breath, and at the same time grabbed the hilt of the sword, kicked his feet on the monster's chest, and his body immediately retreated.

What a broken copper and rotten iron!

He squinted at the group of strange looks, swallowed a large mouthful of saliva in his throat, and scolded the Sun-Chasing Sword in his hand.

The top priority is to solve it quickly, this kind of thing will definitely grow into a needle's eye if you see too much!

Those monsters were extremely fast, Qing Han's heart moved slightly, and three rune papers appeared in his hands, and without thinking, he pasted two rune papers on his legs, recited two spells, and dodged the sweep of several tongues.

Several monsters in front of them pounced on them with their big mouths full of chiseled teeth, and Qing Han suddenly became agitated, and he didn't want to run away.

At the same time, he pasted the last piece of talisman paper on the body of the sword and pinched the spell with one hand.

"The god of war, the crippled body, the fighting spirit is shocking, the sound is thundering, holding the axe, calling the heavenly soldiers, the dry relatives, destroying the heavens and the earth!"

After reciting the spell, Qing Han put the Sun-Chasing Sword horizontally in front of him, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of blood on the tip of his tongue, and shouted urgently.

"Lend me Wan Jun ......"

The wound was quickly stimulated by the wine, Qing Han accidentally bit his tongue in pain, and a chill pierced his back from behind, causing his whole body to shiver.

"My Ganni's ......"

"Lend me all the power!"

The scream was sharp, echoing in the four fields, the sword shook a few times day by day, the surface scattered black light lingered around the sword body, and the long hair that was scattered and scattered in the green cold suddenly spread out and swayed automatically without wind, and a terrifying momentum of wanting to split everything rose.

Qing Han leaned sideways from bottom to top, and a thick crack appeared on Li Yuan's body and spread to the top, and green mucus rushed out.

Slowly split in half, the slippery and sticky internal organs flowed out one after another, and they flowed all over the floor.

A vague black gas emerged from the crack and dissipated, and as it dissipated, a faint scream could be heard echoing in his ears.

Qing Han stopped and was silent for a moment before smiling, glancing at the monsters swarming up behind him, jumping three feet high.

When it fell to the ground, it was a slap to raise the Sun-Chasing Sword horizontally.

A monster's body cracked open with a scream, and green entrails splattered, leaving only a lump of crust.

After a dozen times, the surrounding seven feet of land were covered with a layer of sticky pus, and there were more than a dozen pieces of skin cakes, which were stinking and smelly.

Every time you step you can feel the strong pull, and the sole pulls out a green sticky filament, which is extremely tough.

Raising his foot and looking at it, driven by some force, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, but the fishy smell hit his head and he vomited a mouthful of wine.

Qing Han forcibly held back his nausea, wiped his lips with his sleeve, picked up the crust one by one, and took a closer look at a clump of crust that was obviously much smaller.

The fingertips that connected the gray thread trembled, and he turned around, walking away briskly without looking back, leaving only a faint sigh.

"Even the soul has been assimilated......