The next day, Mo Dao changed his usual routine, cooked breakfast, and only meditated silently in the house to practice qi, until the sun was over, and then he carried a big burden on his back, and said to Chuan Han: "This time is not like before, this flavor medicine is 'Didan', and it is just above the dragon vein of the 'centipede chiseled wall'." As far as I can see, the spirit beast that guards the dragon vein is hidden in the deep sea, and the offender will be attacked, and this time it should be a crisis.

I have to split the stone wall to get the pill, and I have to guard against the attack of the spirit beast, and I can't separate God from taking care of you. This time, you just stay at home. Remember, don't be naughty and go to the seaside, once you destroy the dragon vein, the spirit beast will definitely become extremely violent, and it is indispensable to make waves, a mistake, I am afraid that it may harm the fishermen in this vicinity. Alas, if it weren't for your spleen, I wouldn't have provoked ......" Mo Dao finished speaking and left.

If Sichuan Han is ordinary, he must follow to see a novelty, after all, everyone here will pass that place to the magic - the dragon vein of the "centipede chiseled wall" is for the ancestors of the Zhang family to be buried first, so that there is Zhang Dahu like this, and many fishermen insist that they have witnessed the dragon vein manifestation: when it is the top of the dark clouds, it is often seen that a hundred-legged giant insect with a length of more than ten battles can be seen playing in the water on the sea surface, the body is black and bright, the fangs are sharp, the shape is very terrifying, making wind and waves, and it is a scourge to the passing ships.

But Chuan Han's mood is not high today, and he only remembers Li Ying in his heart, and he is thinking about how to ask her to forgive.

After Mo Dao left, he was indeed well-behaved and obedient at first, jumping into the stone jar and soaking himself. After only soaking for half an hour, once the side was quiet, Li Ying's face was like a light glow, and her lips were like delicate flowers, and her chest couldn't help but be restless.

At this moment, a loud roar of a fierce beast suddenly came from the eastern seashore, and even the earth seemed to be affected, and trembled slightly. Chuan Han immediately remembered the master's instructions before leaving, but instead of worrying about the master's safety, a sense of pride gradually surged up in his young chest: "Yes, I want to protect her, don't let anything happen to her!" He put on his clothes and ran towards Li Ying's house.

Along the way, many villagers seemed to hear strange screams, and they walked out of the village one after another and looked towards the seaside. On the way, Chuan Han met partners such as "Chicken Bubble Fish" and Lotus, but he didn't see Li Ying alone.

The broken mouth of the lotus blinked and sighed: "Li Ying can't go out, his father and mother won't let her come out, saying that she is sick, in fact, my mother told me that Li Ying was bullied by that big family." Early yesterday morning, Li Ying went to the beach to dig shellfish, and she didn't come back for a long time, my mother helped to find it, and I happened to see the big family lying on her, and her clothes were gone...... The big Zhang family was rich and powerful, and the village chief didn't dare to say anything, but just blindly persuaded Li Ying and his father, saying that it was a certainty that the rice had been cooked, which meant that she wanted to marry Li Ying to Zhang Dahu as a concubine, and her father and mother seemed to agree......"

There was a "buzz" in Chuan Han's brain, and he was in a trance, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. Although he doesn't understand the affairs of men and women, he also knows that girls are bullied like this by bad people, which is very shameful and terrible. He couldn't help but think of the unbearable old memories - the miserable and stiff corpses of the two sisters when they were hanged in the lobby of their home, and the face of Su Yunxiang that made people want to eat their flesh and sleep on their skin!

These playmates looked at Chuan Han clenching his fists, his forehead was bruised, and his eyes were even more blood-red, they had never seen Chuan Han so fierce and terrifying, and they were also very scared, so they hurriedly said goodbye, and went with the adults to watch the excitement.

When Li Ying watched Chuan Han climb over the courtyard wall and land steadily in front of her, she was taken aback. Chuan Han saw that Li Yingqiao's face was also thin, her complexion was bleak, and she didn't know what to say.

However, Li Ying was silent for a while, and suddenly threw herself into his arms and sobbed: "I don't want to marry Zhang Dahu, he is fat and smelly, I, I want to marry you, can you call your master to go and tell my father and mother?"

Chuan Han was stunned for a while before he trembled his hands, stroked Li Ying's trembling body, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll teach that big family a lesson and then tell my master!"

Li Ying was taken aback, let go of her hands in a daze, and looked at Chuan Han in a daze, until she saw him gritting his teeth and leaving over the wall, she still couldn't say a word.

That night, thunder rumbled, and heavy rain poured down.

Mo Dao obviously didn't bring a coat or an umbrella when he went out, and let his whole body be soaked with the dripping rain, and his hair was scattered, so he was not embarrassed.

But he was still tall and proud. He pushed open the wooden door, and before his feet crossed the threshold, he laughed and shouted: "A good apprentice looking for flowers for a hundred miles, for the master treasure knife is not old, that 'Didan' is simply captured, and the hundred-legged beast is even more obediently ambushed, and he is the soul of my knife, and he will not be able to harm the villagers in the future." I'm glad today, how about you quickly bring the wine, make an exception for the teacher, and let your amorous boy drink two glasses?"

However, after a long time, I didn't see Na Chuanhan respond. Mo Dao shook his head and sighed bitterly: "Good boy, the rain has fallen, and I don't know where to go to the wilderness, it seems that I have to gnaw on dry food and wine again tonight......" He walked in, took off a wet Taoist robe, and put it on the simple wooden table with the big burden, and as soon as he left his hand, he suddenly heard a slight sound in the front yard.

He took an umbrella from behind the door, walked out with it, and called as he walked: "Hundred miles of flowers, is it your bastard boy?" After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and exclaimed, "Han'er, what are you doing?"

I saw Bailichuan Hanwu kneeling on the ground, trembling, and only then did he raise his wet face when he heard the words, and saw that his unique eye looked confused and sluggish in the lightning of the night rain, and looked at Mo Dao fixedly. Then he lowered his head again, looked at the white chest that was already red, and only after a long time did his lips open slightly, and he said, "I killed someone...... I killed Zhang Dahu......"

Although the voice was small, it was not inferior to the thunder and anger, Mo Dao's whole body couldn't help but be shocked, his footsteps staggered and stumbled back, almost tripping over the dead branch that was blown down by the wind, his face became even more pale as paper, and his tongue was ineffective: "You, why did you kill him?"

"He's damned! He's bullied Li Ying, I'm going to kill him, kill him......" He suddenly roared angrily, his hands tearing at the placket of his chest, as if he were an angry beast.

The umbrella in Mo Dao's hand snapped, fell to the ground, and was blown messy by the wind and rain. He raised his face, let the raindrops hit his handsome face one by one, and muttered: "Providence, what did I Mo Dao do? Do I want to save my fellow martial arts from the dire situation, or do I want to create a bloodthirsty demon who endangers the world?"

Suddenly, he grabbed with his five fingers, his expression was terrifying, and he approached the Baili Chuan Han step by step, and asked in a deep voice: "Criminal, tell me if you have drunk human blood?"

"I didn't...... No, I just killed him, killed him......" Chuan Han trembled violently, looking like a lonely boat in the sea, swallowed by the monstrous waves at any time, swaying, so helpless.

"If I see that you have drunk human blood, then don't blame me for being ruthless, I will definitely eliminate the harm for the people!" Mo Dao said coldly, two sharp eyes glanced at Chuan Han like sharp blades, and then turned his body and flew away.

Zhang Dahu is the most well-off person in the local family, with 100 acres of fertile land, 100 fishing boats, and an extremely considerable income. There are twenty or thirty maids in the house, and a group of strong men have been raised as patriots. Normally, Mo said that idle people and others could enter the house, and they were so tightly guarded that they could hardly even get close to half a fly.

It's just that something will happen, and someone was sent to report to the official, and the yamen who was far away in the sky was about to come in time, but it recruited half of the village to see the lively people, and in a blink of an eye, Zhang's mansion was surrounded by water.

The thugs in the courtyard watched their master being killed by a half-year-old child, and even worse, allowed the murderer to abscond the scene. How dare this make a single sound, except for a few who were seriously injured in the fight, the rest were afraid of being held accountable, so they had already fled and sneaked away.

As soon as Mo Dao stepped into the front yard of Zhang's mansion, he entangled several family members of the big family, dragging his hands and feet, pulling his clothes and belts, and crying and scolding, all of which asked him to hand over his apprentices to resist his life.

"Stop!" only to hear Mo Dao's loud shout, the eardrums of those people shook, and they immediately felt a hurricane wind rushing towards them, which was extremely strong, unable to stabilize their heels, and staggered to the outside of Zhang Xu. Several people were so frightened that they forgot their grief and indignation, got up and trembled and stayed aside.

I only heard Mo Dao say coldly: "If the poor Dao disciple breaks into a catastrophe, the poor Dao will personally end him, but you don't have the qualifications to wait!"

Inside the lobby, there was blood stains and a very fishy smell. Mo Dao walked to the corpse lying in the middle of the hall, frowned slightly, uncovered the white curtain covering the body of Zhang Dahu, who had become a dead body, and only glanced at it, and immediately felt a chill on his back - under the light, he saw that Zhang Dahu had already been broken into seven or eight pieces, his bones and flesh were broken, and his viscera was scattered all over the ground, as if he had been bitten by some giant beast!

"Killing the dragon and evil veins is really violent, although I have suppressed it many times with extreme yang drugs, so it seems that Han'er has not yet been able to control his consciousness, once he is stimulated, he will become a murderous maniac!

He looked carefully, refused to let go of the slightest, and looked around at the bloodstains again, as if he had a conclusion at the moment, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, and he laughed: "Killing the dragon is bloodthirsty like madness, and it will never leave so many bloodstains, it seems that although Han'er is violent and murderous, he still has a little bit of sanity, and the elixir clearly works!"

He smiled, as if he was at ease, so he glanced at everyone and continued loudly: "Kill well, you deserve to be my good disciple of Mo Dao, such a villain who does evil, even if he kills a thousand children and eight hundred, what is it!"

Zhang Dahu's family members also said that they were in charge at first, but when they heard this arrogant rhetoric, they were slightly stunned, and they were all furious, and they surrounded them one after another, shouting and shouting and killing in their mouths, even like angry beasts.

Mo Dao smiled contemptuously, with a flick of his long sleeves, the person had already risen like a crane, flew away, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the vast night rain, leaving behind the people who were like wooden chickens in the courtyard, and swept straight towards the grass house.