Chapter 48: Rebuilding the Barrier
The old woman misses the air, in the end it is a demonized monster, and there is no need to retract the force, the five fingers "swish" each grow a section, and the gray-black nails on it are as sharp as spikes, and the traverser who sees the exhaustion of the fall will be nailed by these five fingers!
However, it was not the traverser who panicked, but the old woman!
The traverser just jumped, revealing the Yiren puppet behind him, the puppet had eight hands facing the sky, if you look closely, you will find that although the eight arms of this puppet look like they are the same as those seen when Zhao Xiaoliu first entered the temple, none of the arms are still in the same place, and they are still maintaining their original position and posture!
The old woman struggled to retreat out of the hall, and just before it could nail the traverser's arm, it had already been firmly grasped by the puppet's white hand, and it was like a noodle to the puppet's central eyeball......
However, the old woman-like monster came to a "car abandonment guard" at this time, and his head tilted, and the only remaining arm was bitten off the body alive, and he was about to abandon his arm to escape! However, although its sacrifice was great, the puppet was even more powerful, and the other arms had come silently from other directions, tightly grasping the other body parts of the old woman. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The final killing is long, the monster in the shape of the old woman is much more flexible than the living, the puppet arms are in their own way, and the second is not as sharp as the old woman's teeth, after tearing the old woman's body parts outward for a while, if you tear off something, grab it for the eyeballs to enjoy, if you can't tear anything, you can tear it harder, if you release it, you can see that these puppet arms quickly tear the old woman into a long strip like a mop in a beautiful posture like a dancer, and then tie it into a knot, making a pile of dirty black flesh and blood mixed with deformed internal organs like dry noodles, but in fact, this process lasted for a long time,
The traverser sat on the beam above the puppet, watched the whole process, and when the puppet was completely fruited by the old woman, he flew down again, and hit the pillar base with the key to open the mountain, and at the same time recited the incantation left by the designer in the beam treasure chest: "No natural disasters, no burden, no one is wrong - no ghosts!"
A silver light that was invisible to the naked eye spread out like mercury, and the barrier of the main hall of the Baiyi Temple rose again, both outside and inside.
The remaining demonized flowers and plants felt that the situation was not good, and they were scrambling to escape, but since the traverser had made so much effort to let them in, how could they let it go in vain? The sword flashed, and those demonized flowers and plants were all cut off one by one, and the main hall became a pool of blood, and those who occasionally escaped, were also caught by the puppet and cooked away, and the traverser stepped out of the temple, and saw that the sky was gloomy and bleak, there was no moon and no stars, and through the gap in the wall of the sun that was hit by the key to open the mountain, you can see that the red light in the ditch is more prosperous than yesterday, and the clouds are half red, but there are no flowers and no grass in the courtyard, and there is dirty blood overflowing near the hall, and it is as desolate as the battlefield.
The traverser did not delay at the moment, first restored the stone wall to its original position, and then re-laid the enchantment: "The hundred-foot water curtain flies white rainbows, and the sheng flute pine and cypress speak the heavenly wind!"
After reading a sentence, when I looked at it again, although there were still no flowers and no grass in the courtyard, the sound of those ghosts crying could not be heard at all, but the sound of water and pine waves could be faintly heard, which seemed to be in harmony with the surrounding village streams and pines and cypresses on the mountains, and the traverser understood in his heart that it could be seen from the spell that at least half of this enchantment was borrowed from the power of the surrounding water veins and mountains, and the mountain did not change the water flow, and this enchantment could not be bad for thousands of years, and it has been protecting the villagers of Jiming Village, but it is a pity that the villagers themselves are looking for death, which is something that the gods have no way to do- Unexpectedly, one or two, they threw their own children into the mourning ditch with the altar of Yiren!
In the past, the jade belt country Yi people sacrificed, daily use of chickens, dogs, pigs and sheep and other unintelligent things are full, several times a year before the big sacrifice is used, so that it is also a devastated slave, so the sacrifice is long, not very effective, unlike this Jiming village people, three days and two ends of the innocent flesh and blood thrown down by their own hands, but also said that there is one less money-losing goods, complacent, blood sacrifice in the world, how can there be so? Therefore, at the bottom of the funeral ditch, the demon domain has long been turned into a demon domain, but it is only hindered by the power of the Xianjia town, and there is a creek to stop it, and as a result, the villagers themselves died and stole the treasure, and afterwards in order to retaliate and lead him to take away the town things, the demon domain rose to the ground, out of control!
Yes, it was out of control, originally when he saw it for the first time, he thought that it would take several years for this village to become demonic, and if he was lucky, it would not be impossible for him to survive for decades, not to mention the younger brothers, even Wang Zhaodi's generation had reached the average age of death of the villagers. However, now it seems that the natural disasters are tiring and not the ghost is to blame, and a small Jiming Village has actually gathered all of them...... Therefore, the demonization of this village is only in the middle of an instant, and the enchantment he has reset will only resist for a day or two, that is, he can stop those demonized monsters, can he stop the villagers from throwing babies into the funeral ditch to feed the abyss?
The first brother will not agree.
Although the traverser's contact with her was only a short morning, the part about her in Zhao Di's memory was really sufficient! so full that a person like the traverser's slow perception would not have the slightest illusion about her! And in Jiming Village, there are many women with similar logic to her, and even, in the Jialuo world in the previous life, there is no shortage of characters with the same magical and persevering brain circuits, and the traverser has been entangled by them, so the traverser really has no idea about stopping them for a short time alone and changing customs for Jiming Village, and it is simpler to stop the army of Yiren or the demons coming out of the Demon Domain! Therefore, he decided to adopt a simpler and more dangerous method to solve the problem of the Demon Domain of Jiming Village!
"First of all, you have to collect something. The traverser stood in the empty courtyard of the white-clothed temple and said to himself.
Zhimei's family has rested early at this time, when the moonlight is good, Zhimei and her mother have to spin another hour or two of thread on the moonlight, tonight there are no stars and no moon, the sky is too bad, even if the two of them are bent on contributing a few more hours of labor time to the family, this brightness will also do the work badly, light the oil lamp? Zhimei's house, like most families in Jiming Village, has never been extravagant to this extent, and the oil lamp is only prepared for hospitality. "Tomorrow I will tell my mother to go up the mountain and cut more pine branches, although it will waste some time during the day, and when you light the torch later, you can do work in the middle of the night. She was very happy with the idea she had come up with, and if she did so, she would be able to do more work for the family in the short time before she got married! Her parents and brothers would be grateful to her! Yes, she had only been here for a day, and she had already been sold in one day, but she had already sincerely regarded these betrayers as her real relatives! In the evening, she only ate half a bowl and said with a smile that she was not hungry, but now her stomach is hungry, but her heart is happy, and how much food she has saved for her new relatives! In this way, with a satisfied heart and love for her new family, she fell asleep comfortably hungry, forgetting all the relatives in her original world like throwing garbage, and never thinking about it again.
The maid of the Zhou family peeked at the eldest lord for the third time, tonight's supper is wingtip soup, which is stewed with three-month-old chicken wing tips and dried mushrooms, without salt, seasoned with pickled bamboo shoots, the taste is delicious, in the past, the eldest lord is always unsatisfied after eating, today somehow, the eldest lord only ate a few bites, and did not eat chopsticks, is it any opinion on the family? Or is this wingtip soup done substandard, the eldest lord is thinking about whether to scold or not?
In fact, Zhou Huairen didn't even notice that tonight's supper was his favorite wingtip soup, and his mind was only on one thing: "Is it really necessary to organize people to defend the village?"
I have to say that for his original plan, this is simply a great irony.