Chapter 154: Meng Yang
As for what happened later, it was no different from what Cuilian said, after listening to Meng Fei's narration, the master and apprentice glanced at each other, and they all remembered the sky-high black gas they saw outside the gate of the village.
Shangguan Ruoling saw that everyone's mood was a little calm, and he didn't want to cause panic again, so he didn't say a word about it, and also omitted the plot of Cuilian being molested, and only told the Meng family father and son about their mother and daughter getting out of danger safely.
When the father and son heard this, they all hugged each other with joy, and the kind of affection for their relatives was full of affection.
Meng Yang was already very tired, and when he heard that his wife and daughter had escaped the catastrophe, he excitedly gathered everyone together as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and said: "These two are both profound immortal masters, from now on, you don't have to be afraid of that evil ghost anymore!"
At this time, there were less than ten Zhuang guests left in the entire village, and their eyes fell on Yuwen Chenyi and Shangguan Ruoling, and they were all a little suspicious, after all, the two of them were too young, no matter how they looked, they didn't look like "immortal masters".
The master and apprentice are both thoughtful people, and when they saw everyone's expressions, they guessed their thoughts, and the two of them didn't care, they looked at each other and smiled, and their eyes swept over everyone without a trace.
These Zhuang Ke are all ordinary martial artists, and occasionally one or two of them are slightly stronger, but they have only touched the threshold of cultivation, and they have not even entered the door.
In the entire village, the strongest is Meng Yang, his cultivation has only just entered the realm of fetal breath, and he is at the same level as Yuwen Chenyi, his person is more than calm, his spirituality is insufficient, his qualifications are mediocre, and his martial arts are also quite limited.
He was fourteen years older than Shangguan Ruoling, and after the Snow Jade Fairy gave birth to Shangguan Ruoling in Liuyunzhuang, he felt his family's loyalty, so he passed on his method of practicing qi refining.
Unfortunately, his qualifications are too mediocre, and although he has a famous teacher by his side, he has never been able to grasp the essentials.
The Snow Jade Fairy knew that it would be difficult for him to achieve anything in this life, so he gave him the idea of crossing into the Tao, and instead gave him gold and jewels, so that his father and son could enjoy life in peace.
This person is an idiot, although he lacks spiritual roots, but he has super perseverance that ordinary people do not have, insisting on meditating and refining qi every day, cold and hot day and night, non-stop, poor for 12 years, and finally kept the clouds open and saw the moon, and opened up the twelve entrances.
For martial arts practitioners, twelve years is a reincarnation, the primeval monks take the year star (Jupiter) for a week, for a cycle, and the earthly branch for a cycle of twelve years, if the twelve years cannot open the entrance, then there is no hope for lifelong cultivation.
Therefore, twelve years is a limit for cultivators, three years with good qualifications can be mastered, and if it is a little worse, it can range from five to six years.
The so-called ninety-nine is one, nine years is the extreme number, after this threshold, even if you can enter the door of cultivation, you will not achieve anything in your life, so nine out of nine practitioners in this world will choose to give up.
However, there are always some people in this world who admit death and drill the horns of the bull, do not survive to the end of that limit, and never give up, Meng Yang is such a person, whose perseverance and determination can be said to be one in ten thousand.
He and Shangguan Ruoling are the two extremes in this cultivation world, Shangguan Ruoling is extremely talented, and he has cultivated the realm of returning to the Yuan and entering the body after twelve years of reincarnation, while he, who has been practicing penance for twelve years, has only just entered the Daomen.
Now that four years have passed, the progress of his cultivation has stopped at the fetal breath, and he is not yet able to drive away the imperial weapon, while Shangguan Ruoling can already fly with the sword in an instant.
Shangguan Ruoling's gaze fell on him, and he said in his heart: Now, in the entire Liuyun Village, only Meng Yang and Chen Yi's younger brothers still have a certain amount of combat effectiveness, and the rest of the people encounter ghosts and evil spirits, which is useless at all.
said to Meng Yang at the moment: "Meng Yang, you let the others stay in the house and take care of Uncle Meng, you go outside with us to investigate the situation, and by the way, dispose of the four corpses in the hall." ”
Meng Yang responded immediately, and asked a group of Zhuang guests to guard the small hall, and he followed Shangguan Ruoling and the two apprentices out of the courtyard gate together, and the three of them came all the way to the front yard hall, but saw that the four corpses were still lying straight on the cold floor.
Shangguan Ruoling asked, "Did the other people also die like this?"
Meng Yang nodded, and said with a bitter face: "Not counting the three exorcism mages who died before, there are four of them in the village, and a total of sixty-seven people have died, all of them are ordinary deaths......
When Shangguan Ruoling heard this, he said, "Then where are the other corpses?"
Meng Yang said: "Most of the corpses have been buried in the backyard, only the body of the person who died yesterday is still parked in the drum tower in the backyard. ”
Shangguan Ruoling nodded and said, "Take us to have a look." ”
Meng Yang snorted, spread a pair of long arms, two on each side, clamped the four corpses, all under his armpits, and walked towards the backyard with a step.
Yuwen Chenyi originally wanted to share the two, but Meng Yang refused, and he didn't insist, the current situation is unknown, and the ghost of unknown origin is very likely to be hiding in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity to move.
Otherwise, how could these people be intercepted and killed as soon as they left the village, and if this is the case, then their master and apprentice will definitely not be able to escape each other's "eyes" when they enter the village.
At present, if Shangguan's spiritual cultivation has not recovered, and the lives of both of them are on their shoulders, how can they be careless.
As for the father and son of the Meng family, as well as those Zhuang guests, he didn't care much, after all, there was no friendship, and he couldn't even talk about meeting in Pingshui, he came here to take risks, all because Shangguan Ruoling, as long as he kept her and himself well-thought, everything would be fine.
I was thinking about it, and I had come to the Drum Tower, which was a six-story high, square tower made of cyan marble, and there was only a heavy iron door and an iron window in the room of the Drum Tower, and the light was dim and quiet, cold, which made people inexplicably get goosebumps.
The room was not locked, and Meng Yang led the master and apprentice into the room, put down the four corpses, took out the flint, and lit a candlestick placed on the windowsill.
As soon as the candlelight was lit, the whole situation in the room was also clear at a glance, and I saw that there were nine coffins parked side by side in the room, and the coffins had not yet been closed and nailed, and there were nine corpses lying inside, all of which were covered with white cloths.
Shangguan Ruoling walked to the coffin with a solemn expression, lifted the white cloth on the four corpses one by one, and carefully examined them.
The nine deceased, like the four deceased, had two slender tooth holes and a faint tooth mark on their necks, as if all the blood had been drained, their faces were so white that there was no trace of blood, and their expressions were full of horror, obviously in extreme fear before they died.
Yuwen Chenyi glanced at the tragic situation of these deceased, a trace of puzzlement appeared in his mind, and he asked, "Sister, how did these deceased people get bitten to death?"