Mysteries of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 69 Spell
Taoist Xuanji's eyes lit up and he quickly stretched out his hands, wanting to take the fan. He was completely off guard, but Changfeng attacked him in an instant, dismantling his arms and tying them behind his back. Fearing that he might do something else, he took out a greasy rag from his arms and stuffed it into Taoist Xuanji's mouth.

Just as Changfeng was about to start his attack, Yan Mingzhang turned around and shouted to the group of villagers, "Quick! Come into the inn!"

The villagers rushed to the inn. A child was pushed to the ground. The village chief's son quickly turned back, picked up the child and rushed to the inn: "Everyone, don't push. Help the elderly and children! Let the women and children go first! If anyone dares to grab it, don't blame me for being rude!"

The villagers knew that the village chief's son was a strong man, and his proposal was reasonable, so they stopped fighting and instead went in an orderly manner, all entering the inn's courtyard gate safely. Seeing them enter, a group of yamen runners appeared from nowhere and filled the gap with firewood, and the fire was reignited.

They are safe for now! The villagers burst into tears of joy, but dared not cry out loud. After all, for them, Yan Da and his men had been put in danger. Wenquan Village has been considered wealthy since ancient times, and many villagers have read some sage books and understand some great principles. The villagers are not ungrateful people.

The villagers looked in the direction of the three people, hoping that Lord Yan and Changfeng could escape safely.

Taoist Master Xuanji's arm was dislocated and he was tied up tightly, unable to move. A sour-smelling rag was stuffed in his mouth, and he could only stare blankly.

Seeing that the villagers were temporarily safe and that he had subdued the Taoist priest Xuanji, Yan Mingzhang breathed a sigh of relief. However, he could no longer hold on and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was actually dark purple! Yan Mingzhang was no longer able to hold on and was almost collapsing.

"Sir!" Changfeng was extremely anxious and prayed in his heart that Rong Wanyin would come back soon. He helped Yan Mingzhang to sit down, and then searched Taoist Xuanji's body. He only found a white porcelain jar and nothing else.

Chang Feng glared at Taoist Xuan Ji: "Where is the antidote?"

"Wuwuwu..." Taoist Xuanji whimpered and looked at the white porcelain jar.

"Is it in this white porcelain jar?" Changfeng asked.

Taoist Xuanji nodded quickly. Changfeng took the rag away and asked, "How do you use it? If you dare to lie, I'll chop off your arm!"

Taoist Xuanji trembled and said, "Sir, please spare my life. I dare not, I dare not. There is a big red spider in this jar. Just put it on your neck and suck out all the poisonous blood!"

Changfeng looked at Taoist Xuanji suspiciously, not believing what he said at all. He carefully opened a crack and saw a huge red spider inside! Changfeng thought to himself that he would catch a small red spider and try it on this demon Taoist. He was about to close the lid, but before he could do so, Taoist Xuanji hit him hard. The white porcelain jar fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The big red spider crawled away quickly.

Changfeng quickly picked up Yan Mingzhang and stepped back, trying to find something to catch the red spider. He didn't dare kill it directly. If the big red spider really was a life-saving antidote, how would he detoxify his master if he killed it? But he was also afraid that the demon Taoist would lie and he would be deceived. Taoist Xuanji fell to the ground, stretched his neck, and said confidently: "My dear child, come quickly, come quickly, I will sacrifice myself, and grant me supreme magic power!"

The large red spider, as if bewitched, charged straight for Taoist Xuanji's neck, biting it, leaving a large hole in his neck before burrowing deeper. Taoist Xuanji rolled on the ground in agony, his body trembling. Half a cup of tea later, when he opened his eyes again, they were red and he had lost all sense.

Changfeng had already helped Yan Mingzhang to the gate of the inn, but the gate was tightly surrounded by the little red spiders. Perhaps they sensed the restlessness of the big red spider, and these little spiders, who had been lying there motionless, all became restless and even rushed towards the fire.

At this time, if a gap was opened, the little red spider would definitely rush in like crazy. They had already reached the gate of the courtyard, but could not get in. Taoist Xuanji began to get crazy, and Changfeng was so anxious that he stamped his feet, fearing that something might happen to the adults.

Taoist Xuanji lost all his sanity, but his strength became enormous. He broke free from the rope, shook his arms, and reconnected his arms himself. Fortunately, he did not let the little red spider besiege Yan Mingzhang and Changfeng, otherwise they would have died without a doubt.

Taoist Xuanji grabbed the village chief who was hiding under the stone table, bit his neck and sucked his blood. The village chief was instantly turned into a corpse!

Taoist Xuanji finished sucking the village chief's blood, discarded the body carelessly on the ground, and walked towards Yan Mingzhang. The scene before him was too horrifying. Changfeng drew his sword and protected Yan Mingzhang. His hands couldn't help but tremble. He stared at Taoist Xuanji nervously, and his palms were sweating.

The smell of blood from the corpse attracted the little red spiders, and countless of them crawled onto the corpse to suck the little blood, instantly turning the corpse into a mummy. The villagers who saw this scene, those with poor endurance, vomited, and some even fainted.

However, it was because the little red spider was attracted away by the corpse that a gap appeared outside the courtyard gate.

Chang Feng roared, "Quick! Open a door and let us in!"

Su Zhan and several yamen runners pushed the fire away, and several people stood behind them holding torches, ready to deal with the gathering little red spiders at any time.

Having just made a small hole, Changfeng, not caring if the fire would burn him, rushed into the courtyard to protect Yan Mingzhang. Once they were inside, several yamen runners quickly filled the gap with firewood. However, before the fire could start, Little Red Spider and Taoist Xuanji had already arrived. The timid runners dropped their torches and fled. Little Red Spider could be stopped by the sparks, but Taoist Xuanji certainly couldn't stop him. Yan Mingzhang was quick-witted and, with his last bit of strength, scooped up a spoonful of kerosene and scattered it. Su Zhan quickly threw the torch away, and Changfeng raised his foot to hit Taoist Xuanji, who was instantly ignited. Half of his face was burned, and he rolled on the ground.

Several yamen runners then hurriedly lit the fire, shielding the others. Su Zhan had already divided the yamen runners and some strong villagers into groups of three, protecting the inn like an iron barrel. But Su Zhan knew that if the kerosene and firewood ran out, this human barrier would be useless against the little red spider. Su Zhan was anxious, but he couldn't show it, so he could only look in the direction of Rong Wanyin's departure.

Yan Mingzhang had been poisoned, so the spoonful of kerosene he'd just thrown hadn't landed accurately. Only half of Taoist Xuanji's face caught fire, but the flames were quickly put out. He staggered to his feet, his face horribly burned. He seemed insensitive to the pain as he walked towards the inn's gate. Even when sparks hit him, he showed no reaction. It was truly terrifying! It seemed the fire couldn't stop him!