Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

The old imperial physician rubbed his eyes and looked at Chu Wuji intently:

"My eyes are blurry. I was really scared just now. I thought someone was fighting with a stick."

Chu Wuji asked, "What's going on? Are they bewildered by the sound of the drums?"

The old imperial physician stroked his beard to calm himself down, then nodded, "That's probably the case. The ear plugging paste probably dried out and cracked, creating a gap that allowed the drum noise to enter without anyone noticing."

The old guys quickly rubbed some medicinal mud and pasted it on their ears. They did not forget to take care of Chu Wuzhi and handed him a ball.

"Young man, would you like some? The stuff is very pure!"

Chu Wuji was used to listening to sounds to alert himself to danger. Since he was not affected by the drum sounds just now, he should not block any of his senses.

An old doctor, who was still holding herbs, stood by the small window and looked outside, saying ominously:

"It's bad, the townspeople are controlled by the drums!"

Chu Wuji took a look and found that it was true. He said with a headache:

"This is difficult. The demon drum is watching us eagerly. Now even the people are being manipulated by the drum sound. I can't protect all of you..."

The old men all looked unhappy and said sadly:

"Could it be that the entire medical heritage of our Lihuo Nation is really going to be destroyed here?"

"If outsiders knew that we old guys planted the plants here just to compete for the medicinal plants, we would be laughed at by our peers!"

"We brothers haven't gathered together to eat dumplings recently, so how come we're about to be wiped out?"

Chu Wuji tried to encourage them with warm words and said seriously:

"Whoever has the best medical skills, I can help him escape unscathed. The remaining old gentlemen, please do some self-reflection, stay optimistic, and tell yourself that you are dying to leave behind a medical tradition. Do it with dignity."

The old guys were so angry about this that they almost couldn't breathe and kept coughing!

The old imperial physician was undoubtedly the best doctor in the Lihuo Dynasty. He sighed and waved his hand, silently refusing.

Although they would argue fiercely for good medicinal materials, when people get old, they cannot bear to see all their old friends die overnight, leaving them alone.

"We've heard so many rumors about water ghosts and kappa, but now we're not blocked by any monsters in the river, but by a broken ship that's blocking our route and our way to survival!"

Chu Wuji heard the old man's discussion, looked outside thoughtfully, and confirmed:

"Is it the ship ahead that's blocking the way?"

"Yes, it was most likely the work of that monster. They didn't want the news to spread too quickly, so they manipulated the boatmen to kill everyone on that boat and then blocked the boat from the dock. How could they get through?"

It is now the flood season in autumn, and the water is flowing fast. Once we lower the anchor and enter the main channel, the boat will follow the canal by itself. Once we leave Canal Town, everything will be safe.

Chu Wuji continued, "But now we don't have a boatman or sailors. How can we maneuver this cargo ship away from the dock and back to the main channel?"

The old imperial physician remained silent. There was really no other way. It was impossible for a few old bones to push the oars.

Chu Wu Ji came up with a plan, but he wasn't sure if it would work. But if he didn't try, these old guys would really be wiped out.

He said no more. After jumping off the boat, he moved to the cargo ship blocking the river, observed it for a few seconds, and identified the two difficulties he needed to solve.

One difficulty is breaking the iron chain. The cargo ship blocking the port exit is fixed with two iron chains in front and back, and a big padlock.

If it weren't for this big padlock, someone would have untied the chain and fled the port long ago.

"Fortunately, it's not some weird meteorite iron chain, just an ordinary one!"

Chu Wuji sighed with relief, then took a horse stance and exerted his strength, pulling hard and breaking the iron chain with his bare hands.

The sturdy big padlock was intact, but the iron chain was broken somewhere else, so no matter how strong the padlock was, it was useless.

Without the support on one side, the cargo ship that was blocking the waterway was soon knocked off balance by the turbulent river and no longer blocked the port.

When the old men in the cabin saw it, their eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost.

"What kind of brute force is this, forcibly breaking the iron chain?!"

"I just saw that young man, and he does have a strong and sturdy body, but he shouldn't be like this, right?"

The old imperial physician's surprise was fleeting, and he sighed:

"It's too early to be happy. The harbor gate is open, but we don't have a boatman now. We can't get the boat out of this quiet harbor!"

The water flow in the port area is relatively calm and slow, which facilitates the stable anchoring of cargo ships. Only when it leaves the port area can the flood current in the main channel of the canal push away the unmanned cargo ship.

Several old doctors did not want to drag down this young man. They could see that he was fully capable of leaving Yunhe Town, and they could not let this young man with excellent physical fitness stay here!

They walked onto the deck and waved their hands to drive them away:

"Let's go! Don't risk your life for us old bones! It's not worth it!"

"There's still some farewell wine on board. We'll drink it for you, and you can go for us!"

Chu Wuzhi ignored him and returned to the cargo ship where the old men were and stopped on a nearby boat.

Then he grabbed the ship's tow rope and used brute force again.

He pulled the entire ship so hard that it became unbalanced, with the bow dropping and the stern rising high, leaving the water.

Under Chu Wuji's sleeves, veins on his arms bulged. Seeing that the stern was almost raised high, he loosened his grip.

The stern of the ship slammed down heavily, causing the river surface to surge and create huge waves. The waves actually pushed the medicinal material cargo ship into the main channel!

"What is this?!"

The old men exclaimed in unison, the shock in their hearts at this moment was no less than when they first saw the monster in the small town.

Their eyes almost popped out of their heads, they were stunned and their mouths were almost dislocated.

The person who was drinking was also choked by the wine.

Chu Wuzhi didn't bother to respond. He just wanted to send these old men away safely. Maybe they could help diagnose his godmother's illness!

He used the same trick again and smashed the boat and caused waves a few more times.

When one ship took on water and sank, they would switch to another and continue smashing it.

After several rounds of "adding fuel to the fire", the medicinal materials cargo ship finally encountered the flood water in the main channel and the ship went downstream on its own.

Chu Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. Now that his fellow countrymen had left safely, he had nothing to worry about.

He was about to watch them go when he saw the old men on the cargo ship in the distance jumping around, waving their crutches and talking about something.

Chu Wuji smiled helplessly and said, "Is it really necessary to be so excited? You're already old and you're still trying to imitate others and cheer for them! Don't you want the demeanor of an old man anymore?"

He tried hard to hear what the old men were saying, and suddenly heard the old imperial physician's call:

"Watch out behind you!!"

As soon as Chu Wuji turned around, he saw a soldier swinging a pitchfork at him.

He remained calm, nimbly lowered his body, and dodged the pitchfork steadily. Then he stretched out his leg and tripped the soldier, who fell into the river.

But it only took away a small pawn, which had little impact on the situation.

While he was just "adding fuel to the fire", the things in Canal Town would not stop for him.

The townspeople whose minds were manipulated came over, holding farm tools, knives and forks in their hands, and surrounded Chu Wuji tightly.

It fully demonstrates the simple folk customs and warm hospitality.

These people are not the key; that evil drum is the crux of everything.

And the big demon drum carried by the drummer was not far away, looking at him with invisible eyes.

Chu Wuji laughed: "Do you think I have no way to deal with you and can't smash your broken drum?"

The drummer knocked the demon drum, and the magic sound manipulated a commoner to speak:

[You can't do anything to me. I'm going to peel off your rare Qilin skin and sew it onto this drum skin. Although a woman's skin is tender, it still lacks a bit of firmness.]

"I can't do anything to you? You monster, you're so accurate!"

Chu Wuji said this expressionlessly, turned around and jumped into the river.

The old men have all left safely, so is there any need for him to fight against the demon drum?

Running is the right way in life!

Chapter 26 Green Snake: Who took over my sister's body!

…But then again.

After Chu Wuzhi jumped into the harbor, he had to swim for a distance before he could reach the main channel. During this period, his situation was very dangerous. He was in the water and had difficulty dodging.

That demon drum can fly and run, so maybe its combat effectiveness in water will not be affected!

This thought flashed through Chu Wuji's mind. The moment he fell into the water, he grabbed the edge of the dock, climbed up with all his strength, and got back on shore.

At the same time, Chu Wuji saw the demon drum being carried by two drummers and diving into the water, splashing water high into the air.

Obviously they are going to hunt him down!

"This guy is really not afraid of water battles. Fortunately, I didn't swim far, otherwise I would be finished." Chu Wuji was relieved and did not stay dazed. He took a step and ran away, running towards the entrance of the town.

The main road was blocked by the townspeople, but this did not hinder Chu Wuzhi's pace, and he rushed forward directly.

The common people who encountered Chu Wuzhi head-on were blown away, and the townspeople who encountered Chu Wuzhi from the side were knocked over.

In the blink of an eye, they were already several hundred meters away and were about to break out of the blockade of the people.

The demon drum had just been tricked into the water by Chu Wuzhi's movement, and now it flew out again. The white cloth on the drummer's head had fallen off, revealing a swollen head, which looked like a giant corpse!

How dare you play tricks on me!

The demon drum flew up and chased after it, and the drummer carrying the drum kowtowed even faster, until his head was broken and bleeding, and pus and brain matter splattered out.

The drum sound mixed with the sound of skulls breaking condensed into substance, and the sound waves distorted the air. It flew so fast that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye, and hit Chu Wuji's back, knocking him staggering and falling.

Chu Wuji felt severe pain all over his body. He climbed up by instinct and found that a big hole had been blasted out on the ground beneath him.

But he clearly felt that his injuries were not that outrageous.

The hoarse voice of the drummer came from afar:

[You're not dead yet? Your robe is not simple, I was wrong!]

Chu Wuji gently touched the black robe on his body. It turned out that it was protected by the clothes sewn by his godmother. Was it really blessed?

His thoughts did not linger on the black robe, and he quickly thought about the current countermeasures:

"This demonic drum is already flying fast enough, and the attack of the drum is even harder to react to. There's no way I can escape. I only have a chance if I fight it!"

"But I can't force it. It's faster than me. If I rush over to attack, the demon drum will retreat and it will be difficult for me to catch up. I can only let it chase me!"

"I may not be able to play this broken drum. Let me first destroy those two drumsticks that are kowtowed and see if I can make it unable to make any more sounds."

Chu Wu Ji ran again, slowing down his pace a little and pretending to be weak.

[You can’t run anymore, you’re just a mortal after all! ]

The demon drum flew over quickly, and the drum skin left the demon drum again, flew out alone, and headed towards Chu Wuji.

Chu Wuzhi, who had been mentally prepared, saw that the time was almost right, so he turned around and threw out two peach wood weapons to block the drum skin. He rushed to the demon drum with all his strength and swung his fist at the drummer.

This swung punch created a gust of wind, flew sparks, and directly broke the drumstick man's upper body.

He didn't have time to punch the other drumstick man, so he could only hastily add a palm strike, and saw a charred palm print on the drumstick man's body.

And the palm print was still corroding, as if an invisible flame was burning the drummer's body.

"What's going on? Why does it feel like a slap from me is more effective than this blessed peach wood weapon? Is this also a blessing from the black robe?"

This breath crippled the two drummers of the demon drum. Chu Wuji decided to stop and quickly retreated, but saw that the other drum skin had also detached from the demon drum.

The two drum skins were spinning and flying in the air, like a circular saw that minced meat and broke bones, closely following behind Chu Wuzhi!

At this time, a burst of hurried and orderly footsteps was heard outside Yunhe Town.

The officers and soldiers have finally arrived!

Si Que saw the two drum skins flying in the sky, and regardless of the fear in his heart, he shouted to Chu Wuji:

"Hide here!"

Chu Wuji hid in the army formation, and the heavily armored officers and soldiers immediately set up large steel shields. They were solid and heavy. The drum skin hit from the outside, fiercely sawing the iron tortoise shell. The steel shield was dented, but fortunately the material was extraordinary and it did not break or crack.

The heavily armored officers and soldiers were under tremendous pressure, with sweat on their foreheads. Their feet were only forced back half a step, but they were able to stabilize their formation.