I became a saint in the world of Liao Zhai, and flirted with monster girls

A childish yet powerful clear voice, like a sharp sword, pierced straight into the wrinkled ears of Old Lady Li.

She jumped up suddenly as if she had been slashed by a knife. Her face, already wrinkled, became even more ferocious due to her rage. She turned around quickly.

He roared viciously, "Who dares to disrespect He Bo?"

When she turned around with a ferocious look on her face, she found that the person who spoke was actually a little girl in a bright red wedding dress.

Oh……

She instantly remembered that this was the girl she had picked out from a poor family and prepared to offer to Hebaek as his wife Qi Erling or Si Zi.

The girl was as nimble as a little squirrel. She cleverly dodged her parents' hands that were hurriedly stretched out to cover her mouth, squeezed out from the gap in the crowd, and stood bravely in front of the old woman Li without fear.

She put her hands on her hips, puffed out her small chest, held her neck high, her cheeks slightly flushed with excitement, and her cheeks puffed up. She looked like a little white goose that had mustered up the courage to fight a vicious dog.

The girl raised her head stubbornly and repeated her previous words firmly: "He won't die!"

"Hahahaha……"

When Old Lady Li saw this, the anger on her face instantly disappeared and she started laughing again.

Her toothless mouth opened wide as she approached the girl, the foul breath from her mouth mixed with saliva almost splashing on the girl's face.

"Really? My dear, are you moved? Are you in love with this handsome scholar?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "You didn't expect this scholar to cause any trouble, did you? Besides, did you think you... you! could get away with it?"

Old Lady Li's bulging eyes flashed with a vicious light, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. She then cursed loudly, "Then you just watch! Watch with your own eyes how he dies without a burial place! Then, it will be your turn!"

At this moment, Zhou Kao was completely immersed in the upcoming battle and had no time to pay attention to the conversation on the shore.

Even if he heard it, before he and the demon crocodile decided the winner, all the harsh words were just meaningless empty talk to him.

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently. Perhaps it was because of the few sips of wine he had just taken, but his whole body was burning hot, and his blood was like boiling magma, coursing through his veins.

Bang, bang, bang.

He could clearly hear his heart beating strongly in his chest. The sound was like the roar of a war drum, or like a powerful water pump, which continuously pushed the hot blood to circulate in his veins, dispelling the numbness brought about by the powerful mental shock of the demon crocodile bit by bit.

At the same time, the precious sword at his waist began to vibrate, its frequency seemingly forming a strange resonance with his heartbeat. Gradually, Zhou Kao's heartbeat, breathing, and the vibrations of the precious sword gradually reached a sync with each other in an indescribable and mysterious frequency.

At this moment, he seemed to feel what the sword was thinking - it was excited, it was eager to be unsheathed, eager to drink the blood of the enemy, and eager to show its sharpness in killing.

This is a strange and wonderful experience. It seems that an invisible bridge has been built between the soul of the person and the sword. The tiger-patterned sword seems to have heard the call from the depths of the owner's heart, and a constant stream of heat flows from the handle of the sword.

The heat flowed down his arm and into Zhou Kao's blood, turning into a powerful force that he could actually feel.

A faint flame seemed to be quietly ignited in the heart. The flame danced and spread along the arm to the blade, adding a bit of sharpness to the blade that was about to be unsheathed.

In this wonderful state, Zhou Kao's mind was extremely clear, and his thoughts were like a sharp blade, clear and sharp.

He knew very well that if it were an ordinary crocodile, its weakness would be its soft belly, while the crocodile skin in other parts of the body had a thick stratum corneum and was extremely hard.

Even if the demon crocodile becomes a demon and focuses on cultivating its physical body, it will most likely be unable to escape this law.

But the demon crocodile already possesses intelligence and will definitely focus on guarding against its own weaknesses.

Before this, he had used a small piece of scale shed by a demon crocodile that Ximen County Magistrate had obtained from somewhere to test the sharpness of the sword.

After testing, he finally confirmed one thing - that beast could show its blood bar.

No matter what it is, in Zhou Kao's opinion, as long as there is a health bar, it can be killed!

He thought to himself that if this demon crocodile, which specialized in cultivating its physical body, had some strange tricks like leaving its body, he would never retreat - at worst he could just keep fighting. He didn't believe that in broad daylight, with the advantage of being at home, he couldn't kill a ghost that had lost its physical body.

At this time, the demon crocodile's head slowly emerged from the water.

Just the half of its head that emerged from the water was as big as a bed board, covered with shiny black scales, and each scale had a strange pattern.

In the sunlight, the scales reflect a cold metallic luster, which makes people shudder.

The demon crocodile let out a roar similar to that of a bullfrog, but several times deeper and more terrifying. It opened its bloody mouth, its serrated teeth flashing with a cold light, and bit off a corner of the boat.

This is its usual eating habit - it will first roll violently, overturning the thatched boat and scattering it, and then, amid the shrill cries for help from the bride who fell into the water, it will first swallow the beef, mutton and fine wine prepared for it, and finally slowly enjoy the dying and desperate human body.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

The horrifying scene caused the crowd on the shore to collapse instantly. Many people were so frightened that their crotches became wet, with water marks spreading all over.

Some people couldn't bear the shock, their eyes rolled back and they fainted.

The little girl in the bright red wedding dress also turned extremely pale and bloodless at this moment.

The witch, Old Lady Li, seemed to be possessed by some evil power. She was so excited that she began to dance the sacrificial dance as if she were having an epileptic seizure, muttering to herself, her face full of madness and expectation.

Zhou Kao narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze as sharp as a torch, staring intently at the demon crocodile. At this critical moment, he caught a glimpse of a flaw in the demon crocodile's movements. Now!

"Ha!" A heart-shaking shout suddenly rang out. The sound was like a bolt from the blue, and the lingering sound continued to echo in the entire river channel for a long time.

Following this roar, Zhou Kao first took a few steps back, his legs slightly bent, ready to go, his muscles tensed like a spring about to explode.

Then he began to run quickly, his feet making dull "bang bang" sounds on the planks.

The whole person rushed to the edge of the boat like a black lightning.

Then, he pushed hard with his toes and leaped into the air like an eagle spreading its wings.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the red glow in the sky was like a large burning flame, dyeing the entire sky red.

From the perspective of the crowd watching on the shore, one could clearly see a figure leaping high from the boat.

The rosy glow gently sprinkled on the figure, creating a thin, dreamy halo for it.

He turned his body in the air, and his right hand stretched out like lightning, instantly drawing out a dazzling streak of light.

Behind him was a blood-red setting sun, its dazzling light like the wings of a golden crow, and at this moment it seemed as if he had condensed it into a brilliant sword light.

Amidst the sounds of exclamations and gasps, Zhou Kao had a stern expression as he simply swung his sword and chopped it down.

The action seems simple, but it contains tremendous power.

“Swish——” A sharp and piercing sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and the sound seemed to tear the air apart.

A dazzling white light extended from Zhou Kao's hand, just like a lightning bolt falling from the sky, directly hitting the demon crocodile's upturned long mouth and the hardest skull.

The amazing thing is, just like a red-hot kitchen knife cutting into solidified butter, there was not even a trace of resistance.

Zhou Kao's entire body slid down the crocodile's body quickly and finally fell into the water, splashing large amounts of crystal clear water that sparkled with colorful light in the sunlight.

The whole world seemed to have been paused.

Everyone held their breath, stared at the river with wide eyes, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.

A few seconds later, the monster crocodile's huge body, as big as a mountain, seemed to be split in half by an invisible giant hand, slowly split into two pieces, and rolled off the boat.

The bright red blood gushed out from the fracture like a fountain, instantly dyeing the entire wide river red. The scene was extremely shocking.

On the thatched boat floating on the water, Zhou Kao knelt on one knee, then stood up after a while.

Blood kept dripping from the tip of the knife in his hand, drawing a winding, shocking red line on the deck.

His face and body were covered in blood, but he still stood tall.

Chapter 17 Snail Girl

As Zhou Kao bathed in the river of blood and walked towards the shore step by step, the murderous aura emanating from his body seemed like materialized mist, tightly lingering around him.

After reaching the shore, he took a step forward.

The crowd who were originally cheering for surviving the disaster seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand. The cheers stopped abruptly and were replaced by dead silence. Only the breeze blew across the water, bringing up the sound of slight ripples.

He took another step forward.

When this step was taken, everyone, whether they were the onlookers who usually crowded the streets and alleys,

At this moment, the yamen runners who were escorting the powerful man and should have remained calm, their legs became weak uncontrollably and they could not help but take several steps back.

Their eyes were filled with awe and fear, as if they had seen ghosts and gods.

Zhou Kao seemed unaware of everyone's strangeness and took another step forward.

This time, someone in the crowd knelt on his knees with a plop and kowtowed to him devoutly. The dull sound of his forehead hitting the ground was particularly clear in the silence.

Even when he just raised the knife in his hand that was still dripping with blood and was about to shake it a few times, the old woman Li who was not far away suddenly widened her eyes and stared at Zhou Kao's movements.

Her body suddenly stiffened, and then she collapsed to the ground with a "thump", having been frightened to death.

The distorted face and wide-open eyes were extremely ugly.

The crowd was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. Cheers and applause rose one after another, like waves, one after another.

Everyone was happy about the end of this evil old woman.

Zhou Kao curled his lips slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He thought that it was a great relief for this evil old woman not to be tried and tortured to death.

Amidst the noise of the crowd, only the former bride of Hebo, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, had her eyes lit up. She pushed through the crowd excitedly and trotted over to Zhou Kao.

She held a clean cloth in her hand and carefully wiped the blood off Zhou Kao's face and body.

The little girl's face was flushed with excitement, just like a ripe apple, and her eyes were full of admiration and worship, as if she was willing to give herself to him.

"Sir, I'm so glad you're okay."

The little girl's voice was clear and trembling, and she was obviously still immersed in the thrilling experience just now.

Zhou Kao looked at the little girl in front of him, and a hint of warmth welled up in his heart, but more of helplessness.

He shook his head gently and declined: "Little girl, you are too young."

It’s too young, and he’s not a lolita fan.

He asked Ximen County Magistrate to raid the homes of the powerful people and give out some gold and silver to compensate the girl's family. He also told the girl to study hard, improve herself every day, and strive to become an independent and strong woman in the future.

Ximen County Magistrate patted his chest and promised solemnly, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, I'll take care of this matter."

However, the little girl did not seem willing to be treated as a child.

While no one was paying attention, she stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Zhou Kao's ear, and whispered, "My name is Li Qing'an, please don't forget it."

As he spoke, the moist breath with fragrance made Zhou Kao's ears feel a little itchy.

Afterwards, the girl secretly gave him a personal sachet that she had woven by herself and had exquisite embroidery. There was also a small plum blossom embroidered on the sachet, which was extremely delicate.

After the matter was settled, County Magistrate Ximen planned to hold a grand banquet to celebrate the elimination of the evil and also to thank Zhou Kao.

But Zhou Kao was not interested in this and found an excuse to decline.

County Magistrate Ximen raided the homes of the wealthy people in Qianye County. No one cared which county the magistrate was from or whether it was against the rules.

The ruthless people in Beiguo County are waiting to see who dares to attack.

Zhou Kao simply disdained and was too lazy to do things like raiding houses and taking advantage of others' wealth. He didn't need to get involved in other matters.

On the contrary, Ximen Bao took the initiative to give him a generous share of it, and also planned to give him a few beautiful girls whose fathers and brothers were powerful gentry who were imprisoned and left alone, but was rejected by Du Zhoukao.

He would not despise the moral bottom line of good officials and hard-working people in the feudal era, nor would he pity those rich ladies whose food, clothing and other expenses were borne by the people.

He just said to Ximen Yan: "I am not interested in ordinary women. If you meet a thousand-year-old snake demon at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, a jade-faced fox girl with a fortune of millions, a flower fairy who has experienced reincarnation and tribulation, or a celestial maiden who has fallen into the mortal world, you can come to me.

Although Ximen County Magistrate did not understand what he was saying, he just agreed with him.

Seeing that Zhou Kao was not in the mood for the banquet, County Magistrate Ximen sent him a few jars of fragrant rice wine as a token of his appreciation.

Zhou Kao was about to go home, but as he reached the river, he was stopped by an old fisherman.

The old man's face was wrinkled, but his eyes were sincere. He said, "Mr. Zhou, you have saved us all by eliminating this great evil today. I have no way to repay you. If you don't mind these little things, you can take them."

As he spoke, the old man handed over a cloth bag.

Zhou Kao quickly waved his hands and declined, "No, no, I'm not fighting for justice for these reasons. Father-in-law, you absolutely cannot do this."

His eyes were firm and revealed a sense of heroism.

But the old man became anxious, his face full of sincerity, and he said, "They are just some snail and clam shells, not worth much money. If Mr. Zhou doesn't accept them, the old woman will nag me when I return home. Please accept them..."

The old man's tone was almost pleading.

Seeing the old man's insistence, Zhou Kao couldn't refuse, so he just bowed and said, "Then I will accept it with all my heart."

After saying that, he took the cloth bag, carried the bag of snails and clam shells, turned around and went home.

On the way home, Zhou Kao looked at the cloth bag in his hand and had already thought of how to cook these ingredients.

When he got home, he poured the snails into a bucket and was about to wash them carefully when he was suddenly stunned.

His eyes were attracted by a large snail with a plump body and beautiful appearance.