Kunlun one millet

Chapter 356

"Stand up for me! Come on!"

A Beidi rider picked up his horsewhip and slapped the husband on the thin back, urging sharply: "If you can't deliver the things on time, all of you will be dragged to be buried with you!"

On the desolate and dilapidated official road, five Beidi riders escorted hundreds of ordinary peasants. Due to the lack of animal power, these peasants were tied with hemp ropes and pulled more than a dozen carts by human power. There are also tall white cashmere people.

These recruited civilian husbands were all skinny and sallow. The hemp ropes binding their torsos and shoulders had cut their skin, leaving blood stains. Most of the straw sandals under their feet were worn out, so they could only walk barefoot.

The Beidi riders on horseback held their bows and sabers and held their bows and held their swords. Seeing a man who was exhausted and fell to the ground, he went up and whipped a few times, and cursed a few more words to confirm that he was dead. Then he drew his sword and cut the hemp rope. Then he ordered other civilians to stuff the corpse into the cart.

The journey of more than a hundred miles is not long, but the number of corpses in the cart is constantly increasing.

When the Beidi riders saw a few blue-black smoke columns slowly rising in the distance, they knew they were close to their destination, but they did not show a relaxed look, but became more nervous and fearful, and even the horses under their crotches stamped their hooves restlessly,
If ordinary people feel fear, or try to avoid it, or resist violently, the Beidi rider calms the horse, then swings the whip, and lashes and abuses the cart driver, as if this is the only way to vent his uneasiness.

The chariots and horses finally came to an abandoned village, and saw several hills piled up with skulls on the open space. A strange man with extremely long hair sat cross-legged among the piles of skeletons, shaking his head as if reciting some spell. Blue and black smoke was continuously emitted, and whispers were heard, which penetrated into everyone's ears.

Even though they had seen the scene of the shaman offering sacrifices to the psychic, the Beidi riders still felt that the scene in front of them was very strange. They did not dare to dismount, but said to the long-haired monster:

"According to the Khan's order, we sent the corpse to the gentleman, and there was a white velvet man among them. Please help me take Yanze City according to the agreement!"

The long-haired monster stopped, as if thinking deeply, and made an incomprehensible grunt. The Beidi riders didn't dare to rush, but just looked at each other a few times.

"Aren't you invited by Dongyang Kingdom? Why did you take down Yanze City?" The long-haired monster slowly stood up, he was hunched, he couldn't stand up straight at all, and the long hair like a beast covered his head and face, so he couldn't see clearly face.

The Beidi rider had no choice but to answer: "The Lord of Dongyang agreed at the beginning to allow all our tribes to move south and divide the pastures for us. As a result, we worked hard, but we didn't get rewards. The Lord of Dongyang didn't abide by the agreement, so we can only ask for it ourselves."

The long-haired monster let out an ugly laugh, and the hair on his body was shaking: "It was said that it wanted a pasture, but it ended up taking the city. Your Khan presumably envied the affluent life in the south, and didn't want to go back to the grasslands of northern Xinjiang to herd horses and sheep."

Several Beidi riders wanted to refute, but when they saw the long-haired monster approaching the pile of skeletons, and the blue-black smoke followed by his slender fingers and ghostly shadows, the riders dared not speak.

As for the peasants pulling the carts, they were even more frightened. They shrank behind the carts. If they hadn't been tied up with hemp ropes, they probably would have fled long ago.

The long-haired monster was about to signal them to take the corpse down, but suddenly stopped and said to several Beidi riders: "You are being followed."

The faces of several Beidi riders were startled, and they quickly turned their horses' heads, drew their knives and held their bows, but they didn't see any strange movement.

"Above." Before the long-haired monster could finish his sentence, a ray of purple clouds swept down the air, directly twisting several Beidi riders and their horses into pieces, and rushed towards the long-haired monster.

The long-haired monster whose movements seem to be slow moves backwards and flies back. The blue and black smoke from the pile of skeletons no longer rises straight, but surrounds and circles, forming an enchantment, easily blocking the purple glow.

With a bang, sand and rocks flew away, and the purple glow turned into a hundred sharp rays, descending from the sky, cutting off all the ropes that bound the peasants, and at the same time, a woman's voice shouted: "Go to the southeast as fast as you can, someone will meet you there!" !"

The peasants were rescued and fled immediately after hearing the news.Seeing this, the long-haired monster seemed to be slightly sullen, and said in a deep voice: "I still have use for these living people, you ruined my good work."

After saying that, the long-haired monster recited the secret mantra, and the surrounding skulls flew out one after another, blowing out the green and black smoke that invaded the vitality of the flesh and blood, and rushed straight into the air.

At this moment, a woman in a strong costume appeared in the air, and she saw her holding a purple flying silk, like a whip, and suddenly the purple light filled the air, with both offensive and defensive skills, and the skull flying close to her flew away.

"Hmph, that's all!" The woman in the costume flicked the purple flying silk and made a circle, intending to trap the long-haired monster.

The long-haired weirdo moved a little later, and was directly frozen by a piece of purple haze, unable to move.

"Somewhat capable." The long-haired weirdo said: "With such mana power, he must be a monk from Dongyang Kingdom? I haven't asked Gao's name yet."

"Ding Muqiu!" The well-dressed woman stood in the air, with eagle eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a heroic posture and awe-inspiring aura.

"This... Fellow Daoist Ding." Although the long-haired weirdo was restrained, his tone of voice did not show panic: "I was ordered by the lord of your country to assist in the conquest of the Chiyun Rebellion, and I am currently practicing spells. Why should Fellow Daoist Ding Hurt someone with your hands?"

"Monster lies!" Ding Muqiu yelled angrily, "Destroying corpses, making the dead restless, and even taking away the souls of living people, such a sorcery that harms living beings deserves to be punished!"

Ding Muqiu raised the purple silk silk again, and the electric light fell down, and the hairs all over the strange man's body were killed and burst into flames.

Seeing that the outcome had been decided, dozens of skulls that had been swung away suddenly flew back, forming a siege around Ding Muqiu.

These screams shake the soul, destroy the muscles and bones, and invade the viscera. If there is no clever way to protect the body, if you are not careful, you will be shocked and have no power to fight back. The internal organs are all broken.

Dan Ding Muqiu reacted in a timely manner, and Zi Ling instantly turned into a continuous purple aura surrounding the body, blocking the screams of the skeletons.

However, he was distracted to protect himself, while the long-haired monster on the other side easily broke free. He was lying on the ground with his palms pressed down on the ground, and a strange and sinister aura spread instantly.

The corpses placed on the cart seemed to have received a silent command, their originally cold and stiff limbs twitched rapidly, and then stood up one after another.

Seeing this situation, Ding Muqiu's face became even more angry, his sword pointed at the painting, and the sword light and thunder sounded in the purple clouds at the same time, sweeping down a large number of walking corpses in an instant.

However, the long-haired monster frequently used sorcery. Seeing him raise his palm and push violently, a ghostly hand rushed out from the ground. Taking advantage of the momentary gap between the sword light and thunder, he directly grabbed Ding Muqiu, dragged her down, and beat her heavily to the ground. .

Although Ding Muqiu didn't hurt his muscles or bones, he was still suffocated by the fall. Before she could adjust her breath, the white velvet walking corpse aroused by the sorcery picked up a cart and smashed it mercilessly.

Ding Muqiu rolled over and barely avoided the dangerous blow, the rest of the walking corpses came rushing forward one after another, countless stench and filth approached her, which made her extremely disgusted while frightened.

"Back off!" Ding Muqiu shouted, Zi Ling condensed into a sharp blade, and cut the walking corpse in half.

However, after these walking corpses were cut in half, their upper body could still move freely, crawling on the ground with their hands, dragging their rotten broken intestines, and kept approaching.

Even though he has been used to slaughter and corpses for many years, Ding Muqiu still feels timid in the face of this kind of scene.

"Fellow Daoist Ding, are you scared?" The long-haired monster let out a sinister laugh, and at the same time urged all kinds of magic, skeletons spit black smoke, walking corpses galloped up, and ghost hands waited for an opportunity to attack secretly, fighting for several rounds , Ding Muqiu was already at a disadvantage, and his defeats were frequent.

Just dodging a heavy kick from the white velvet man, the ghost hand grabbed the ankle from the ground, several walking corpses screamed, and rushed forward with hunger and thirst, barely shaking Zi Ling to force them away, but the vicious corpse Qi invades and attacks the seven orifices, and the five senses are immediately confused and unsustainable.

"I've decided." Surrounded by a group of walking corpses, the long-haired monster slowly stepped forward, revealing a deformed and distorted face, as if he had not fully healed after being beaten, extremely ugly and ferocious, he looked at Ding Muqiu with greedy eyes, Said:
"Daoyou Ding is such a beauty, it would be a pity to become a walking corpse. Don't worry, I have always cherished the fragrance and treasure. After tasting every inch of Daoyou Ding's skin, I will use the best panacea to keep my flesh and blood alive. I promise that you will only remember me forever."

When Ding Muqiu heard this, fear appeared on his face, she definitely could not be insulted by such monsters, she immediately felt resolute, and raised her hand to cover the sky.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, Ding Muqiu felt icy cold all over his body, and the ghost's hand grabbing her ankle restrained the meridians all over her body, making her unable to move.

Seeing this, the long-haired monster let out a frightening laugh, and Ding Muqiu was completely desperate.

Just when the long-haired monster was about to touch Ding Muqiu with his hand, there was a thunderclap in the sky, like the wrath of the nine heavens, and the whole world heard it. Thunder sparks rushed down, destroying all evil spirits with a bang!
In just an instant, the black-smoke-breathing skull was smashed to pieces by hundreds of lightning arrows, and the walking corpses on the ground were burnt to death by the Kowloon fire. Then a giant palm crushed down, flattening a hundred feet around.

On the other hand, Ding Muqiu was surrounded by thunder and fire, she seemed to be in the center of the storm, unscathed, but stared at the vast white land in front of her, stunned and speechless.

"Who is it..." The long-haired monster had his limbs chopped off by the sword light, and most of his mana was instantly abolished. He reluctantly watched it inconceivably.

"Do you still remember me?" Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Zhao Mi walked out with his hands behind his back, and he didn't know who he was speaking to.

Seeing Zhao Mi, the long-haired weirdo was startled for a moment, then seemed to think of something, his teeth chattered and said: "Zhao, Zhao, Zhao...you are Zhao Mi!"

"It seems that I left some impressions on you when we fought across the air." Zhao Mi looked at the long-haired weirdo coldly: "It's you, who dared to come to Xingluo County, and played like the old man back then." Tricks. But I have to say that you have improved a lot compared to the past. After all, the trick of driving the walking dead should be fine and not too much, right?"

Zhao Mi's tone of commenting on the younger generation made the long-haired weirdo fear and hate: "You really didn't die!"

"There are a lot of rumors about me." Zhao Mi didn't pay much attention.

"Then what are you waiting for? Do you want to continue humiliating me? Do it!" the long-haired weirdo yelled crazily, and now it was his turn to despair.

"You still have some uses." Zhao Mi flicked his sleeves, and the mighty tiger appeared, directly took down the long-haired monster and restrained him, and then flew away.

Zhao Mi didn't kill the long-haired monster immediately, hoping to find clues about the evil spirit from him, but he didn't expect to meet Ding Muqiu here.

When Ding Muqiu saw Zhao Mi, she was speechless for a long time. She was stunned at first, then confused, and finally relaxed after turning the corner. Just about to speak, she suddenly felt dizzy and fainted.

……

When Ding Muqiu woke up again, she found herself lying on an exquisite soft couch. After all these years, she was not used to it at this moment.

Standing up and looking around, I am now in a luxurious palace room. There is a nine-color glazed incense burner on the desk beside the couch, and the smoke is slowly rising. It was extremely extravagant, which made Ding Muqiu stunned for a while.

At this moment, I saw Zhao Mi come in with the curtain lifted, and said with a smile, "Daoyou Ding, are you awake?"

"You..." When Ding Muqiu saw Zhao Mi again, he still couldn't believe it, as if everything in front of him was unreal.

Zhao Mi said: "You were injured by a sorcery earlier, and the filthy corpse aura invaded the meridians, and your spirit became unstable. I have expelled the corpse aura for you. You only need to rest for a few days, and you will be back to normal."

Ding Muqiu numbly stroked his forehead and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I still underestimate the enemy."

"Why did Fellow Daoist Ding appear in Xingluo County?" Zhao Mi sat down and asked.

"I..." Ding Muqiu hesitated to speak, but decided to explain: "I am currently joining forces with a rebel army to fight against Rongdi in northern Xinjiang. I found out that they forced civilian husbands to transport corpses. I guessed that they were working for evil spirits. So I followed secretly, intending to kill the evil spirits, but...you saw it too."

Zhao Mi was silent, Ding Muqiu found that the other party was staring at him, feeling a little uncomfortable, just lowered his head to find that his fine clothes had been replaced by light silk clothes, his expression changed immediately: "Where are my clothes?"

"Take it for washing." Zhao Mi lightly clapped her hands, and a heroic woman in a scarlet sword uniform came, holding the clothes in her hand, and explained with a smile: "Miss Ding, you worry too much, the clothes are I changed it for you, Master, he won't take advantage of others' danger!"

"Master?" Ding Muqiu looked at Zhao Mi and the woman in red with some surprise.

"Tongying, when did you become so talkative?" Zhao Mi glared, and the woman in red hurriedly put down her clothes, covered her mouth and snickered, and trotted away.

"Have you accepted an apprentice?" Ding Muqiu didn't realize it.

Zhao Mi nodded slightly, Ding Muqiu was out of danger, and finally relaxed, and said with emotion: "After so many years, you are not only still alive, but also have undergone such a big change. I heard the news that you came back from the dead before, I didn't expect to see you again." To you. I, you... are you okay?"

(End of this chapter)