The Dharma Sea of ​​the Green Snake

Chapter 67
"Uncle?"

When Pei Wende rushed to Zhang Tuhu's door with his fastest speed, the whole village fell into a strange silence.

Only Zhang Butcher, holding a butcher knife, stood proudly at the door of his house, exuding an astonishing evil and bloody aura from all over his body, as if he had fought with something unknown.

"Cough cough..."

Awakened by Pei Wende's voice, Zhang Tuhu, who was almost exhausted, barely raised his head, and stared at the other party with a slightly dull gaze for a long time before recovering.

"Go! You are not its opponent!"

As soon as these words came out, Butcher Zhang seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, and fell forward unable to hold on anymore.

"Uncle?!"

Surprised, Pei Wende didn't even care too much, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Butcher Zhang who was about to fall to the ground.

laugh!
At this moment, intense heat spread rapidly from the place where the two touched.

Pei Wende only felt that what he was holding was not a person, but a mass of burning coals, hot and painful.

"what!"

Resisting the burning sensation from his hands, Pei Wende reluctantly leaned Butcher Zhang on the threshold, and only then did he have the opportunity to cast his eyes on the courtyard inside the gate.

"These...everyone..."

Pei Wende didn't realize until then why Butcher Zhang was guarding the door so tightly.

Because in the not-so-big yard of Zhang Tuhu's house, there were actually twenty or thirty people densely packed.

At this moment, almost all the active living people in Zhangjia Village gathered in Butcher Zhang's house.

Judging from the state of these villagers, their current state is obviously wrong, as if the collective has been harassed by some kind of evil, and they are motionless in a daze.

"Big brother!"

Just when Pei Wende was shocked by what happened before him, Zhang Chusheng's slightly crying voice suddenly came from the crack in the door of the house.

Looking around, Wen Wende could only vaguely see a woman blocking the door of the house with her body, protecting Zhang Chusheng inside.

"Chu Sheng?"

As the door of the back room was slowly pushed open, Zhang Chusheng, who was holding a baby in his arms, staggered to Pei Wende in three steps at a time.

"Brother! Please save my sister!"

This baby is none other than Zhang Chusheng's biological sister, the youngest daughter of Zhang Tuhu's family who was born not long ago.

It's just that, just like the others in the courtyard, sister Zhang Chusheng's current state is obviously abnormal, and there is no trace of living blood on Wu Qing's face.

If it wasn't for the faint breathing that continued, Pei Wende even felt that this little guy might be dead.

"My sister... my sister is dying!"

Tears could not stop flowing from the corners of his eyes. Zhang Chusheng cried and handed his sister to Pei Wende as if he was grasping the last straw.

"..."

First, he glanced at Zhang Chusheng, who was crying out of shape, and then at the woman in the room who was still protecting her child even though she was in a coma...

Pei Wende only felt his heart was bitten by something, and all kinds of emotions such as pain, self-blame, and regret rushed into his heart instantly.

If only I could go faster...

If my judgment is correct...

If those monsters didn't come for me...

"I will save your sister!"

Without waiting for this complicated emotion to spread in his heart, Wen Wende reached out to take Zhang Chusheng's sister, and then assured her in a sonorous and forceful tone.

"Not only your sister, but everyone in the village, I will save them!"

Reaching out to lift the baby's eyelids, Pei Wende noticed that her pupils had begun to slacken, and it was obvious that she couldn't hold on for long.

"Chu Sheng, go to the kitchen and get a knife and a bowl."

Regardless of what Pei Wende planned to do, Zhang Chusheng immediately ran to his kitchen when he heard the sound, and brought the knives and bowls he needed as fast as he could in his life.

Chi!
Taking the kitchen knife from Zhang Chusheng, Pei Wende directly cut his palm, allowing the blood to drip into the baby's mouth along the palm.

"This is a sign of evil spirits entering the body. Now I can only..."

"No, my blood must be able to dispel these evil spirits!"

As if responding to Pei Wende's words, as the blood full of yang energy merged into the baby's body, her complexion recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But this is not enough, because Zhang Chusheng's sister's heartbeat is still weak, and the struggle between evil and yang is violently consuming the baby's meager vitality.

"Chu Sheng, you mix my blood with well water and feed it to everyone."

Seeing this situation, Pei Wende, who had been prepared for a long time, gritted his teeth and cut another wound on his arm.

The clever Zhang Chusheng didn't hesitate at all when he saw this, and immediately took a bowl full of blood from the bowl he prepared earlier, and poured it into the big vat in the yard.

Then came the second bowl, the third bowl...

It wasn't until Pei Wende's face turned pale that he tore off a section of his sleeve and asked Zhang Chusheng to bandage him.

Pei Wende didn't say a word during the whole process, while Zhang Chusheng was infected by his behavior, and gradually stopped crying, showing a resolute expression.

"If I knew it earlier, I should have learned the 'six-character mantra' from the old monk."

After ordering Zhang Chusheng to feed blood to all the villagers present, Pei Wende, who was still racing against time, immediately held the baby and sat cross-legged.

"Hope I remember correctly..."

When Pei Wende closed his eyes completely, what he recalled in his mind was the scene when he was in Mulian Temple, monk Huiji recited the Ten Wheel Sutra of Ksitigarbha King, and used the "mantra of water, fire, auspiciousness and light" to ward off evil spirits.

Not daring to expect one-thousandth of the efficacy of Hui Ji at that time, Pei Wende only hoped that the special power of his vows when he recited the mantra of passing away would be effective.

"Om, Bo La Mo Lin Tuoning, Suo Po He!"

"Thousands and thousands of thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands years, Aghasha, and thousands and thousands of methods will reveal and reveal Luo Qianpu..."

——Ksitigarbha Ten Wheels Sutra, full of water and fire, auspicious and bright mantra!

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"what?"

The mandrill lurking in a certain corner of the village seemed to have sensed a natural enemy, and suddenly woke up and looked in the direction of Zhang Tuhu's house.

[Who is chanting? 】

The butcher who was so fierce that he was driven back with a butcher knife flashed in his mind, but the mandrill immediately denied his guess.

Although the butcher was full of evil spirits, he was immune to all evil.

But he is obviously not a practitioner, and it is impossible to recite this kind of exorcism mantra that contains vow power.

"It's Pei Wende!"

In an instant, the mandrill locked on the identity of the chanter, and a look of ecstasy flashed across his face.

"If you step through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it!"

"I didn't expect that before I went to find you, you would send it to your door first!"

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(End of this chapter)