Martial Arts Immortal Saint: Starting from Feeding Horses and Escorting Goods

Baihe, deserted village.

The torrential rain pounded on the ground, making the already dilapidated and decaying atmosphere of the village seem even more desolate.

"boom!"

The thunder roared, and lightning illuminated the dilapidated houses in the deserted village.

Inside the house, several people from the Zhenyuan Escort Agency were suddenly awakened.

"Damn it, I can't even sleep peacefully!" Chief镖头 He Laoliu cursed, leaning against the wall and hugging the knife in his arms.

Old Wei and his group also cursed a few times, clearly displeased.

Lu Chuan leaned against the haystack and rubbed his eyes.

"It was just a dream."

Lu Chuan yawned.

I just dreamt that I took my pants off and thought I was really back in modern times, in a bathhouse on a back street.

"God, can't we have thunder later tonight?"

Lu Chuan sighed.

I've been in this world for two years now, living a lowly, menial life at the Zhenyuan Escort Agency. It's not even a tenth as good as my previous life; it's both bitter and exhausting.

He shook his head, glanced outside, and saw that the rain had subsided slightly.

He looked around, glanced at He Laoliu and Lao Wei, and stood up to stretch: "I'll go check on the horses."

He Laoliu closed his eyes and hummed in agreement, while the others ignored him completely.

Lu Chuan got up, walked out of the room, and headed towards the hut where the horses were tied up.

"Splash!"

Outside, the rain continued to fall, obscuring the road. Lu Chuan subconsciously touched the old booklet in his pocket.

The booklet wasn't his; it belonged to his predecessor's father.

The father of the previous incarnation was originally an itinerant doctor who liked to record all the routes and events he went on while practicing medicine.

For example, which places have bad roads, which places have water problems, and which places are haunted.

Lu Chuan had previously laughed at him for being too cautious, but after two years of escorting goods, he could no longer laugh.

This habit even influenced Lu Chuan, causing him to record the places he visited and the things he experienced while he was escorting goods.

This world is not peaceful, so it's never a bad thing to keep records and take precautions.

Lu Chuan approached the horse-tethering shed, raised his hand to shield his eyes, squinted at all the horses, and prepared to take a quick look before heading back.

However, this glance made him freeze in place, his eyes narrowing.

Inside the house ahead, the horses, which had been quiet and well-fed before bedtime, were now all very restless.

There are ten horses in total, and they are all shaking now.

Each one had weak legs, its hooves digging holes in the mud, its eyes wide open, filled with anxiety.

"this……"

Lu Chuan felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that something terrible was about to happen.

He had fed the horses for two years and accompanied them on so many escort missions, so he knew there was only one possible scenario.

"Something strange is happening nearby!"

He panicked and turned to run back without saying a word.

However, he froze as soon as he turned around.

Under a large locust tree against the wall of the house, the swirling black mist suddenly condensed into a human-shaped outline and wrapped around Old Wei's legs, who was leaning against the wall inside the house.

"Something's fishy!"

Lu Chuan's scalp tingled, and he suddenly shouted.

When everyone woke up, Lao Wei felt a sharp pain in his leg. He looked down and his face turned pale instantly. He didn't even have the strength to scream.

The legs, which were originally of normal thickness, shrank in a short period of time, as if the essence of the skin and flesh had been forcibly sucked away, leaving them completely withered!

"Yigui!"

He Laoliu's eyes widened in anger, and he suddenly drew the iron knife from his chest and swung it out!

"brush!"

The sword energy from the second acupoint of the Meridian Opening Realm drew a white arc in the rain, slashing into the dark, eerie outline.

The body of the ghost was torn open, but it closed up in an instant.

The blade's energy vanished, swallowing even the sound; it had no effect whatsoever.

"Oh no!"

He Laoliu's expression changed.

The others also stood up, took out their weapons, and looked at the approaching ghost with some fear.

Outside the house, Lu Chuan didn't dare to go any further. The evil spirits were closing in on the house, and if he went over now, it would be tantamount to suicide. In a panic, he turned around and ran to another house.

With his abilities, the greatest help he can give is to stay hidden and not cause trouble for others.

He ran frantically to another room and peered through the crack in the wall.

Within a few short moments, screams of agony rang out.

Lu Chuan felt a chill run down his spine, fearing that even He Laoliu and his companions would have difficulty dealing with this strange creature.

"Boom!"

Another clap of thunder illuminated the room and startled Lu Chuan.

He quickly looked around, fearing that other evil spirits might appear.

However, he suddenly noticed a faint light trembling slowly in the corner.

"What is it?"

Lu Chuan was extremely vigilant. Could there really be a second one?

But upon closer inspection, he discovered it was a tattered book, which emitted a hazy golden glow in the dark room.

"A book?"

Lu Chuan was surprised.

His intuition told him that this book was extraordinary and that it might have been glowing because it sensed the presence of evil spirits!

He immediately walked over and picked up the book.

However, just as he picked it up, the book in his hand instantly turned into a halo of light and disappeared into his palm, followed by a jolt at the center of his forehead.

[Martial Arts Manual]

[Host: Lu Chuan]

[Realm: Body Tempering: Skin Refinement (Minor Success)]

[Technique: Iron Wire Fist (Low-grade Mortal: Proficient)]

A screen of light appeared out of thin air in Lu Chuan's mind.

"this?"

Lu Chuan was shocked.

Lu Chuan was taken aback at first, then his heart skipped a beat.

Panel? System?

It's been two years.

Two whole years.

He almost thought he was a fake time traveler.

And then this thing just happened to pop up at the most critical moment!

He was both anxious and overjoyed, and hurriedly called out in his mind, trying to ask what the martial arts manual was for and whether it could unleash its power to kill the evil spirit.

However, no matter how he called out, the light screen remained unchanged and did not respond at all.

"what!"

From another room, screams rang out again, pulling Lu Chuan back to reality.

He quickly ran to another gap in the wall, where he could see the condition of the dilapidated house.

Inside the house, including He Laoliu, there were three other people who were putting up a desperate resistance.

Old Wei lay motionless on the ground, one leg as stiff as a withered branch, his condition unknown.

The others had already turned into dried corpses, completely drained.

"We can't beat them at all!" Lu Chuan felt a chill in his heart.

Even the leader, He Laoliu, was pale-faced, and the glint of his blade had dimmed considerably.

Having been on this escort mission for so long, I never expected to encounter such a formidable enemy this time. This group of ten people couldn't even defeat He Laoliu, the head of the escort team!

Next, won't they all die here?

But just as his gaze fell upon the eerie, dark humanoid silhouette, the light screen in his mind suddenly changed.

[祼鬼(low-grade spirit-level resentment body)]

[Life Core: Three inches in front of the chest]

[Flow of resentment: It spreads outwards from the core of life, and its flow slows down when disturbed by yang energy]

[Status: Currently absorbing the essence of surrounding living beings]