long night walk

Chapter 972 Fire
Soon, another villager picked up torches, and Huang Laodao held the torch in his hand. The red and orange firelight made his eyes look dark and prey, and the criss-cross wrinkles on his face were as gloomy as the ravines in the mountains.

With a ferocious smile on his face that only Shu Ci could see, he grabbed her hair tightly, lifted one of them, and the burning torch savagely approached Shu Ci.

The jumping flames almost burned her eyelashes, and the high temperature hit her face, rolling and scorching her eyes.

Huang Laodao had sinister intentions, deliberately scaring people, and wanted to see her afraid of screaming and making a fool of himself, but to his great regret, the seriously injured woman in front of him didn't even move her eyelids.

Not to mention being scared, she still had a mocking sneer in her eyes, not frightened or frightened, she calmly looked at the burning and jumping fire in front of her, as if there was no wave in her eyes.

That overly calm reaction made Huang Laodao feel a little nervous again. How is this the behavior that a normal person should have?
The matter has come to this point, and he can't allow him to think too much. Huang Laodao's eyes are determined, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the torch burning with strong oil is mercilessly passed out like this, rolling back and forth on Shu Ci's delicate skin.

Perhaps this scene was too cruel, everyone involuntarily gave up breathing, Aunt Wu couldn't bear to look at each other, she turned her head to secretly wipe away tears.

Originally thought that the shrill screams would break the tranquility of this morning, but to everyone's surprise, the torch seemed to fall on a dead person, except for the slight smell of burnt flesh in the air, they were stunned. There was no sound at all.

Shu Ci's motionless appearance made everyone's hearts flutter.

Someone asked in a low voice: "Dao... Daoist, why didn't she say anything?"

Where did Huang Laodao experience this kind of thing? His heart is a monster mountain ghost. Since he is a body of flesh and blood, it must be painful to burn his body. Even if his mind is resolute, no one can bear the pain of burning skin. reaction.

Don't say that other people look like a dead person, even Huang Laodao himself feels that he is burning a corpse.

Until most of Shu Ci's pretty face was destroyed, and the red-hot spots peeled off terrifyingly, this face was completely destroyed for fear of death.

Girls love beauty by nature, and evil spirits are no exception, but at the moment, Huang Laodao really can't feel the slightest mood swings in her.

His eyes were cold and cold, and looking at his eyes was like looking at a dead person.

It is clear that she has fallen into his hands at this moment, and she is the one who is slaughtered, but at this moment she looks more like a condescending superior who is watching a three-year-old child behaving rudely.

Huang Laodao was stared at her with chills down his spine, his throat tightened, his hairs stood on end, and he unconsciously looked away, not daring to continue looking at those eyes like deep black pools.

Throwing the torch in his hand with a snap, Huang Laodao let go of his palm, allowing Shu Ci's body to fall limply to the ground.

He shook his finger and pointed at Shuci, with an extremely angry look: "Monster! It's really a monster!"

Seeing Shu Ci's bleak description, everyone felt no sympathy in their hearts. They just felt that this terrifying face looked more and more sinister like a ghost, and they knew at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.

A trace of fear emerged spontaneously, and everyone knew that if this weird woman was kept alive, they would be in great trouble.

"I'm afraid that some kind of monster has been attracted! Ordinary people are not afraid of pain, so hurry up and get some firewood! Burn her to death!"

Huang Laodao was drinking and giving orders, and soon the firewood was piled up. He walked over and said sharply: "You evil evildoer, I gave you a chance in my own way. You don't know how to repent and wantonly harm others. Reincarnation, who will the heavens spare! I will subdue the evil spirits today, and eliminate this scourge for the common people in the world!"

He picked up the torch again, looked at Shuci's burnt face, feeling regretful and joyful at the same time, with a vicious light in his eyes, but what he talked about was benevolence, righteousness and morality.

"It doesn't matter if this face is ruined, so you can use your flirtatious face to seduce men everywhere and defraud you of money! Such a shameless description is the most suitable for you. Today, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure suddenly rushed out of the crowd. Huang Laodao was punched hard in the face, his cheeks were sunken, his bones were cracked, and the bridge of his nose was crooked. He wailed miserably, The whole person fell straight down.

The sudden change made everyone exclaim in shock, and they wanted to gather around to see if it was that bold and presumptuous guy who dared to beat the old god in full view?
"You are bold and presumptuous! How dare you tell me..." Huang Laodao covered his completely sunken and twisted face, his nose was bleeding and tears burst out in pain, but he still did not forget to put on airs.

Just as he was about to get up, the wrist holding the torch dropped heavily with a foot.

He groaned again, feeling that his wrist bones were going to be crushed, and he couldn't care less about his superior demeanor, he hurriedly said, "Be lighter! Be lighter! It hurts!"

The torch was snatched away by the man, the next moment Huang Laodao's cheeks were hot, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a raging fire burning in front of his eyes.

"Ah! Ah!!" He was so frightened that his soul trembled, his head shrank back, and the old rooster screamed indistinctly.

Bai Lian waved the torch in his hand vigorously, and the faces of the people who were about to surround him were all reddened by the flames, and their faces were also shocked, and they dared not approach.

Some careful people secretly looked at Huang Laodao who was lying on the ground barking like a dead dog, and couldn't help being surprised.

Why is it that the old god with profound Taoism can't even hold the sick and weak son of the Baili family with a fist.

It was just a fist, and he howled on the ground.

Why do all the experts who come out of the fairy mountain look like this?

Xu Shi felt that there was a big gap in his heart. The appearance of Huang Laodao being knocked down by a punch was too cowardly. Everyone couldn't help but doubt his real level, and the footsteps that hurriedly surrounded him stopped one after another, watching from a distance. .

How could Bai Lian fail to understand the changes in the expressions on everyone's faces? He sneered and said, "Why? For all of you, it's strange to endure pain and keep silent. Wailing in pain is also very strange, and it is also an unacceptable behavior, so...how should a normal person behave?"

Everyone was immediately stifled by the question.

Huang Laodao saw clearly who the person was, and felt great hatred in his heart. He took a sip, and said angrily: "Everyone, don't listen to this kid's gossip! Ahhhh!!!!!!"

Bai Lian, who had stepped on the old Taoist's wrist, let go of his palm, and the torch fell vertically, hitting the old Taoist's face, causing him to shake his head desperately and scream incessantly.

Bai Lian looked down, his expression seemed calm, but there was deep anger hidden in his eyes. He watched Huang Laodao thumping hard on the ground with a blank face, avoiding the torch.

Without looking at him again, he bent down and punched Huang Laodao hard in the face.

This strength is not small at all, when the arm is retracted, the fist is dripping blood.

With one punch, the old Taoist lost his voice, and before he had a chance to catch his breath, Bai Lian didn't even straighten his back, and punched down hard, making Huang Laodao completely unrecognizable. , I couldn't see the original facial features clearly, and my limbs were thrashing in pain on the ground, and I could only moan weakly, expressing my last powerless protest.

Everyone saw that their scalps were numb and their hands and feet were cold.

Baili's little Xianggong looked so weak that he couldn't even get out of bed during the day, and it seemed that he was struggling to lift a chicken. I didn't expect that he was unambiguous in his cruel hands. This kind of madness is really amazing. When people saw it, they were chilled and frightened.

Aunt Wu looked at it and said that she felt refreshed in her heart, but she still covered her mouth with hypocritical surprise on her face, and yelled, "How did you beat people like this, ouch, my old fairy, your face Why is it swollen like a pig's head, Mr. Baili, your attack is too cruel."

After Bai Lian finished punching, Aunt Wu walked over slowly, pulled Bai Lian's sleeve in a fake way, and said anxiously: "Oh, my little Mr. Baili, don't hit me, just look at him. How is the person beaten? If you fight again, you will die."

God knows where Aunt Wu got so much resentment towards Ma Laodao.

With those erratic little eyes, he almost didn't say why he didn't make up for two more fists.

Bai Lian was also an honest person, so he really pulled his sleeves and punched him twice.

This is clearly the rhythm of beating people to death.

There are still some blind and superstitious people in the village, and some people are shaken by Huang Laodao's ability and identity, but even if he is really not a capable old god, he is still a living human being.

You can't really ask people to be beaten to death.

Everyone didn't care about anything, and hurriedly gathered around and grabbed Bai Li'an's arm. The combined strength of a dozen big-armed and round women must not be underestimated.

But what is shocking is that the body of the young master of the Baili family is like a rock born on the ground, motionless.

Seeing that Huang Laodao's eyeballs were about to burst out, Aunt Wu saw the truth and panicked, and said anxiously: "Don't hit me anymore?! Don't hit me anymore, young man, even if this person He has committed a huge crime, so he has to leave his breath to give him a chance to defend himself, ouch, don’t be cruel, sister Shu! Come and persuade your husband, sister Shu!”

It's not a pity that this old bastard was beaten to death, but if a good man like Mr. Baili was caught in a life lawsuit and went to jail, it would be greatly unworthy.

Shu Ci heard Aunt Wu's call, and silently glanced at Bai Li'an, as if she didn't understand that she was the one who was beaten and burned, why this piece of meat was as angry as if his wife had died.

However, she was thinking about Bai Lian's injuries. His body hadn't recovered in the past few days. Such a big fight and anger would not help his injuries at all.

With the support of Aunt Wu, Shu Ci got up and walked over, staggered to Bai Lian's side, and said calmly: "Don't hit me, it hurts people's eyes."

It seemed that she was here to persuade the fight, but Shu Ci could be regarded as something good. She walked over and stretched her feet and stepped on Huang Laodao's toes and ankle bones inch by inch.

The sound of cracking bones made people shudder, and hearing the movement, one knew that Mo Yue's bones were broken.

Huang Laodao was in so much pain that he almost confessed the past like this.

Shu Ci also imitated Aunt Wu's tricks, pretending to pull Bai Li'an's bloody fist, staggered down, and broke Huang Laodao's other leg bone.

Huang Laodao let out a heart-piercing wail, saliva and blood flowed all over his face in pain, his appearance should not be too miserable.

Shu Ci must report every grievance, and all grievances must be repaid, but she was pretending to be unsteady, just when she was about to adjust her posture and stand up.

Suddenly, her waist tightened, her feet left the ground, and her body was lifted up by Bai Lian.

Facing the crowd gathered around to watch the excitement from all directions, Bai Lian rolled his eyes coldly, and didn't say a word, just the stern face stained with blood made everyone retreat three feet away.

Huang Laodao was finally able to take a breath, his old face was covered with blood so much that he could hardly open his eyes, and his throat was filled with bloody phlegm, and his voice kept begging for mercy.

"Don't hit me...don't hit me...please, don't hit me, I was wrong, please forgive me...please forgive me, don't dare again."

But Bai Lian didn't even give him a look, his eyes lingered on Shuci's burnt and bright red face for a while, and a ray of shadow slowly emerged from his eyes, which were always as clear as a stream, and everyone looked at him My heart straightened.

This made people have a terrible thought for no reason.

Today's matter, I'm afraid it can't be solved well.

Looking at the eyes of the little gentleman who is a hundred miles away, it is really difficult for Huang Laodao to leave this village alive today because he is afraid of death.

Perhaps Huang Laodao's moaning and chirping voice was too noisy. Bai Lian frowned, raised his eyes, and glanced at him lightly. There was a little blood splattered on his face at the moment, which seemed bloody and cruel. .

"Then why don't you tell me what's wrong?"

Huang Laodao spat out the broken teeth embedded in his tongue while coughing blood, and mournfully said: "The old Taoist should not hide evil intentions to hit your daughter-in-law, let alone revenge after being rejected, deliberately Led her into the river to scare her."

As soon as these words came out, the truth came to light immediately, everyone was dumbfounded, and thought to themselves, did they really hit the old magic stick?
Those women and girls in the village who were taken over by Huang Laodao in the name of cultivating immortals and eliminating evil spirits, so that they stole food a few times suddenly cried and screamed, as if their husbands were dead, crying and dying. , with disheveled hair, rushing over with teeth and claws, just to scratch the old Taoist's bloody face.

The old Taoist suffered on his own and complained endlessly. In the hands of these women, he just felt that he had survived another calamity.

Aunt Wu also sighed: "You people, it's your own fault. I have pity on my sister Shu, who suffered for no reason. Such a face is ruined like this because of your ignorance. You still have the face to cry here! It's a shame."

Bai Lian glanced at those ignorant women, and said two words lightly from his blood-stained thin lips: "Get out of the way."

These women had seen how ruthless Bailian's methods were, and they didn't dare to make any mistakes. They hurriedly cleaned up their tears and messy hair, and quickly retreated.

(End of this chapter)