Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 322 Erlang
The wind blew across the field, and dozens of barbarians rushed into the convoy. After the screams were heard, there was a series of collisions of swords and soldiers. In a short while, three caravan guards fell in a pool of blood.

As for the bullock cart over there, the old cow ran wildly, like a bulldozer carrying a few barbarians into the air, and was hit by swords and soldiers a few times, leaving only shallow white marks.

After a while, the flames exploded, and the two barbarians were covered in flames. They still silently waved their axes and approached the fat Taoist. The latter had never seen such a desperate battle before, and hurriedly shrank his head and squatted on the ground, and the ax wiped his Taoist hat and swept across.

"Old mother Yuer, these barbarians will return without intrusion."

The fat Taoist sacrificed a few talismans unbelievingly. At this moment, there was a sound of howling through the air, and he smashed on the car with a bang, which made the fat Taoist tremble in fright.

An extremely burly figure, with black air around his shoulders and the top of his head, rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed. While grabbing the talisman in the fat Taoist's hand, he knocked the Taoist into the air, squinting at the weird carriage, Feeling the sound of 'cracking' inside, the man with bald head and thick beard let out a breath of black air, and instantly surrounded the carriage, showing strange characters one by one.

"Take them away—"

Some unknown language came out of his mouth, and the barbarians around him made their voices. They uttered barbaric shouts neatly, and tied up the few people in the caravan who were not dead, as well as the fat Taoist on the ground, and some people got in. The bullock cart dragged out the crazy old man who was still playing with woodcarving inside.

The crazy old man tilted his head, looked at the group of savages, then at the fat Taoist who was gagged and tied up like rice dumplings, and quickly stretched out his hands that were still holding the two wooden carvings.

"Quick, tie the old man up too. What are you playing? Is it fun?"

The fat Taoist stared and shook his head non-stop.

But the crazy old man didn't care about this, he jumped out of the car and stretched out his hand in front of the burly bald man, who was also a little dazed, he had never seen such a proactive request to be arrested.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he asked the barbarians under his command to tie up the weird old man together. Looking at the outline of the city wall in the distance, the soldiers on the city pointed at it and shouted, knowing that the army and wizards in the city would be attracted. There was no benefit, so he quickly left with the barbarians around him.

What he didn't know was that the moment the compartment was sealed.

Far away in the city, Chen Yuan, who was drinking and chatting with Duma and the caravan leader, suddenly had a cold light in her eyes, and the temperature in the whole tavern suddenly dropped rapidly, causing many drinkers to shiver. .

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden, you, the most expensive guest... are you up?"

Seeing that Chen Yuan didn't say a word, Duma got up and walked out with a blank expression on her face, exchanged glances with the caravan leader, and hurriedly followed.

At the entrance of the tavern, as soon as Chen Yuan came out, Monk Zhenhai also came towards this side.

"The poor monk felt it."

Chen Yuan nodded, not caring about the gazes of the people on the street here, the Moon Misty Sword on his waist soared into the sky, he flew up, holding the hilt of the sword and flew out of the city in a stream of light.

The monk Zhenhai galloped with a stick in his hands, and the cassocks fluttered and fluttered, and rushed into the sky like a cannonball, across the high city wall.

The two descended between the roads and looked at the three corpses lying in the caravan. Chen Yuan stepped over expressionlessly and came straight to the side of the carriage. Seeing a layer of black air floating above, Chen Yuan raised her hand and slapped Going up, the black air suddenly dissipated, and the aroused wind blew up the curtain of the car, and the master inside disappeared.

Moo!
The old cow felt the master's breath rushing out from the woods on one side of the road, his body was covered with cut marks, and he pitifully yelled twice in front of Chen Yuan.

"My master, and my grandson?"

Chen Yuan turned her head to look at it, and the old cow used her demon power to make a voice: "Abducted by a group of savages, one of the savages without hair is so powerful, I can't beat it, but I'm lucky to hide it cleverly, otherwise I won't have a chance to give it to you." Report from the master."

"The cow didn't lie."

Guan Yu woodcarving came out of the car dragging the Yanyue Dao, "A group of unidentified people indeed came, and Guan felt that one of them has mana, which is quite strong."

"Can the Lord catch up?"

In fact, Chen Yuan was not very worried. Master's body is hard to hurt by others, but the fat Taoist, whose realm is too low, might be killed and eaten.

But it is not difficult to find them, Chen Yuan has long left a mark on the master, so that if they get separated in the future, they can be found.

"Decree..." Chen Yuan picked up the Jue in her hand, but just as she shouted two words, the Guan Yu woodcarving over there quickly interrupted him: "Guan wants to go, but Master Ni took his mount to play with, and the roaring The Tengu was taken away together."

"A prince has no horse, but I have one!"

It was Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong, Huo Qubing and other woodcarvers who were talking. They came out on wooden ponies one after another. For the barbarians outside the region, their hands were already itchy during the journey, especially Huo Qubing, who wished to be alive again.

"Back then, I wanted to know that there was such a world beyond the Western Regions, and I wanted to come here for a stroll no matter what I said."

"Don't fight with someone else!"

Behind the group of people, a majestic voice sounded, Lu Bu with a beast face swallowed his head and chain armor, and Lu Bu with feathers on his head strode out, with a wooden halberd in his hand casually on his shoulder.

"Marquis Wen is going?"

"Why don't you go? A certain family has put aside their feud with these barbarians!" For some reason, Lu Bu showed an angry expression, and his whole body exuded murderous aura.Chen Yuan asked Guan Yu in a low voice why, before Guan Yu could speak, Zhang Fei came out and laughed openly.

"It's hard for this guy to figure out what's going on, but the barbarian slapped the table and knocked him down."

uh~
Chen Yuan knew that Lv Bu had lost a lot recently, and judging by the anger on his face, he was probably even more manic than when he learned that his beloved Diao Chan was taken over by Dong Zhuo.

"The Marquis Wen is in front, and the monk and I are following closely!"

After saying that, the incense rose.

……

The sun slanted slightly.

In a valley at the foot of the mountain in the distance, there are a large number of thatched houses. On the vacant space, there are naked men and women smearing paint on the altar, and they dance strangely to the sound of human skin drums.

On the side of the altar, the fat Taoist, the crazy old man, and a few caravan guards were all tied to the wooden frame. In front of them was a boiling cauldron, which was steaming hot. Nausea.

The fat Taoist saw at a glance that this was going to cook their rhythm, and trembling with fright, he wanted to call the crazy old man over there, but the latter watched the dance on the altar with great interest, and followed him on the wooden frame. twist away.

unreliable~~
As he thought about it, he suddenly realized that there was still a chance to save himself in the yellow cloth bag at his waist, so he lowered his voice.

"Toad...Toad...Zi Xing, come out quickly!"

The yellow bag moved suddenly, and a frog web opened the mouth of the bag, and a toad head protruded out. He said in a muffled voice, "Is there another Dao scripture to be taught? Wait, I'll get the notes."

"No, help me to untie it. Is there an old lunatic about to be boiled if he didn't read the book?"

Hearing this, Toad noticed the surroundings and snorted coldly.

"A group of savages, I will kill them all with poisonous smoke."

"I can't kill him. There is also a barbarian with a very high level of cultivation. Don't take risks. Save the original way first, and we can have a chance to get out of trouble together!"

Seeing what the Taoist said, the toad leaned out slowly, and took advantage of the barbarian guards not paying attention, and slowly climbed up the wooden frame, "Then you find a way to hold it back, I will eat the rope with poisonous smoke. "

"Don't make too much movement, be careful to be discovered."

The fat Taoist exhorted in a low voice, and then yelled at the surrounding barbarians: "Oh, my stomach hurts, you want to eat me, can I let me go to the toilet first, empty the dirt in the intestines, or I will smell bad later. Don't worry, my Dao In this aspect, I am very particular about serving myself as a dish, and I also want to look good and taste better!"

But the barbarians around just glanced at him, they couldn't understand what he was saying, so they stopped watching.

The fat Taoist wanted to shout again, but at this moment, a burst of black air suddenly came and blocked his mouth. The burly barbarian he had seen before walked out of a thatched hut in a robe made of animal skins, and simply lifted his As soon as he started, a sacrificial barbarian came over, accompanied by two attendants, one holding a dagger made of bone, and the other holding a container made of skull.

The priest walked up to several caravan guards, his lips kept moving, chanting unintelligible prayers, grabbed the bone dagger and stabbed one of the guards in the chest, the latter stared wide-eyed and didn't make a sound, He bowed his head and swallowed, and drops of blood dripped down the dagger into the container from his chest.

Then the priest walked to the next guard and did the same.

Seeing that it was the crazy old man's turn, the fat Taoist shook his head frantically and wanted to shout, but the old man didn't care at all. Seeing that the guards turned their heads and remained silent, he happily asked the priest to come over quickly.

"Quickly plug in, fast plug in old man!"

Then, the bone dagger really stuck in the crazy old man's chest. The old man grinned in pain, but he didn't die. The priest stood there in a daze, at a loss.

This is the first time such a scene has been encountered.

Seeing their dazed expressions, the crazy old man thought of the lifeless guard with tilted head over there, "If the old man doesn't die, they might not be able to continue the game, and it won't be the turn of the fat Taoist priest." '

'Well, gotta die. '

After thinking about it, the crazy old man suddenly screamed "Ah!", and said: "This old man is in pain!" Then he tilted his head and fell silent.

The two wood carvings in his hand also fell to the ground from behind.

The barbarian priest in front of him and two attendants opened their mouths slightly. It wasn't that the crazy old man died in such a strange way, but that there was no blood flowing out at all.

Seeing the pause here, the tall barbarian walked over.

Under the wooden frame, wisps of smoke rose from the wood carving of the Roaring Sky Dog that fell on the ground, and turned into a white dog. It was about to bark its teeth and growl, when the approaching figure magnified its eyes with a kick.

"Where did the dog come from!"

The white dog whimpered and rolled out.

……

boom--

There was a thunderclap in the sky, and Chen Yuan, who was flying with the sword, had a cloudy vision. Looking up, the bright winter day was covered by the cloudy clouds.

Lu Bu and Rouge Ma, who were originally running at the foot of the mountain below, disappeared instantly.

"Huh?" Chen Yuan frowned suspiciously.

At the same time as an inexplicable palpitation occurred, behind him, without his knowing, the old cow was gnawing on decayed grass and staring at the big copper bell, watching the carriage shaking in front of him.

A golden light illuminated the car curtain, and a wooden sculpture floated out.

Fengshen is beautiful and tidy, his actions are elegant and quiet, and his clothes are sold in gold and white robes.

The moment the woodcarving looked up at the sky slightly, a wave of air rolled up and soared into the sky.

(End of this chapter)