The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 133 Mou Zhixuan's natal supernatural power

Apart from finding the wrong target to scare, Yang Yanzhao's plan is indeed very subtle.

The whole village soon became chaotic, and even Jinniuwei felt terrified at night when ghosts were crying and wolves were howling everywhere.In the panic, I occasionally saw a few ghosts flashing by, and I was frightened.

Darkness will spread panic and people will not be able to calm down.

Soon, Jin Niuwei himself became chaotic and scattered among the panicked crowd.

Cao Tian was also one of them, and he was even more flustered than the others.

Because during the riot just now, the house where he lived also crawled into a demon.This evil spirit looked extremely disgusting, his face seemed to be rotten, and his body was even limp, as if his bones had been completely ripped out.

What made Cao Tian even more terrified was that when the evil spirit appeared, he shouted: "Why did you kill me, why did you kill me, aren't we brothers?!"

Cao Tian felt chills when he heard this sentence.

Here comes the life-threatening resentful soul!

Cao Tian screamed louder than Yang Yanzhao, and rushed out without even taking the knife, mixing with the panicked crowd.

When Cao Tian escaped, the evil ghost pretended to be Yang Jiajun got up from the ground, showing a smug smile. This person who was "killed by his colleagues and turned into a ghost with resentment in his heart" was a great success.

Cao Tian panicked and didn't choose his way, and he didn't know where to run among the crowd.

As Jin Niuwei, people from the Yang family army had been staring at him for a long time. Seeing his defenseless appearance, two soldiers from the Yang family army rushed out from left and right, trying to hack him to death.

However, the blade slid across Cao Tian's body as if encountering a strange resistance, without hurting him at all.

Cao Tian didn't pay attention to these details when he was flustered. He only saw someone chasing and killing him, and he was also dressed as an evil spirit. He became more flustered and ran faster.

The two soldiers of Yang's army wanted to catch up, but suddenly they felt that their eyes were blurred, and when they looked again, Cao Tian was nowhere to be seen.

Situations like this occur simultaneously in various parts of the deserted village.

Zuo Wanli, as the highest martial artist among the mortals present, was also the first to notice this abnormality.Obviously he had seen two scary "evil ghosts" in the dark, but he drew out the long knife behind his back and slashed at them, but only cut into the air.

At first, Zuo Wanli thought it was a way for this person to overcome strength with softness, so he drew out the long whip around his waist and whipped it.As a result, the long whip hit through the air, but it only hit loneliness, and couldn't touch anyone at all.

Even if it is wrapped with a long whip, it is like tying up a loach, and it slips out with a whiff.

The general of the Yang family who was chased and beaten by Zuo Wanli was a little unresponsive at first, but then he was shocked to find that Zuo Wanli could not hurt himself with all his killer tricks, and he was immediately refreshed.

Although I don't know what happened, this opportunity must not be missed.

"Haha, dog thief, you also have today, so die to me!"

The spear in his hand aimed at the flaw of Zuo Wanli's closing move and pierced out. He was about to stab him to death, but he was also deflected by the strange force field and stabbed in the air, unable to touch anyone at all.

Zuo Wanli frowned. He clearly saw a thin layer of black mist gushing out just now, and the spear tip deflected when it pierced it.Not only was the force deflected, but the entire spear was "broken" as if chopsticks were put into the water.

"What's going on here?" Zuo Wanli and the general of the Yang family were stunned.

Unknowingly, the village was shrouded in a faint black mist. No matter who killed or resisted, whether they used fists or swords, under the protection of this layer of black mist, no one could hurt anyone.

People seem to be close at hand, but far away in the world.

This strange sense of space-time disorder has convinced more people that the village is haunted.

In the dark place where no one can see, Mou Zhixuan turned into a hill-like figure, twisting his body, crawling around in this deserted village.

He is obviously a tall mountain body, but when he climbed into the village, he didn't seem to exist. The houses on both sides of the narrow village road seemed to overlap with Mou Zhixuan's body.

Mou Zhixuan is like a model-piercing monster in a bad game, walking ignoring the terrain without attracting anyone's attention at all.

"Master Daoran is indeed a genius in practice. It's been a while since I've seen you. My avatar can even use its natal supernatural powers. In a few years, Buddhism will have an additional Arhat."

The black mist covering the village is his innate supernatural power, which can create countless times and spaces that change from time to time, making people trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Although what is currently being used is only a weakened version, but mere mortals have fallen into it, and there is absolutely no way to break free.

When Daoran felt that the situation in the village was not right, he asked Mou Zhixuan to investigate quietly.Mou Zhixuan is indeed a great expert in stealth, and he walked around the village quietly, and Yang Yanzhao's ambush was clearly discovered.

Hearing Mou Zhixuan's report, Daoran probably guessed Yang Ye's identity, so he took the initiative to meet him.

The battle between Pang Taishi and the national teacher is complicated and difficult to understand, and it is also difficult for Dao Ran to simply tell right from wrong.But no matter what, no one can die tonight, this is Daoran's order to Mou Zhixuan.

As long as people are alive, any problem has a chance to be solved.

Mou Zhixuan has completed this task very well. So far, many people have been terrified, but there have been no casualties.Of course, people like Zhu Wei who sprained their ankles in a panic are not counted.

……

Before the chaos in the village subsided, Xiaoqing held Yang Yanzhao in her left hand and Ma Han in her right hand, and brought them to Daoran.

Both of them are in a state of being tied up, and the makeup on their faces has been wiped off, revealing their true colors.

Dao Ran looked at the two people in distress, and asked, "Which one is Young General Yang Yanzhao?"

Before Yang Yanzhao could speak, Ma Han beside him quickly said, "It's me, I'm me, I'm Yang Yanzhao!"

Dao Ran looked a little funny, Yang Yanzhao and Yang Ye were [-]% similar in appearance, one was a sunny boy and the other was an old handsome guy.

The other one has a big pie face and small eyes, so I can't fake it even if I want to.

But Daoran also understands that this is because he is eager to protect the Lord, hoping that he can suffer instead of Yang Yanzhao.

This friendship is still worthy of admiration.

Daoran didn't continue to joke with the two, and said to Xiaoqing: "Let's untie the two."

After hearing this, Xiaoqing walked over, grabbed the hemp rope thicker than her thumb and pulled it hard.

With two bangs, the ropes on Yang Yanzhao and Ma Han were torn off.

Yang Yanzhao was stunned for a long time, thankful that he was arrested last night when he failed to resist. If he resisted, he would have been beaten to death by now.

After regaining his freedom, Yang Yanzhao looked at Daoran again.

I didn't look carefully just now, but now I take a few serious glances, it's really scary.There are still such good-looking people in this world?

Yang Yanzhao thought he was a handsome man, but compared with Dao Ran, it was a real difference. This monk was like a fairy Buddha descended from the sky.

Ma Han was also shocked by Dao Ran's appearance, and couldn't help but said, "I'm so good, it's a pity to be a monk with such a good-looking face."

Yang Yanzhao hurriedly covered Ma Han's mouth and apologized, "I'm sorry, but this person can't talk with his head. Please don't take offense."

No matter how good-looking this little monk is, he is a person who works with monsters. If he accidentally offends the other party, what should he do if he throws Ma Han to feed the monster?
Daoran smiled and said, "Amitabha, don't worry, Donor Yang, I won't mind."

Such a discerning person, how could Dao Ran blame him?

Yang Yanzhao breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Daoran was quite easy-going, he said to Daoran: "Master, what happened last night was all my idea. It was originally just to save my father while taking advantage of the chaos. I didn't expect to offend Master, and all the blame is on me." Willing to do my best.”

It would be a blessing among misfortunes if only myself died.

"As expected of a tiger in the general family, benefactor Yang, don't worry, I don't mean to blame you. On the contrary, I want to help you and send Marshal Yang back to Yunzhou." Dao Ran said.

(End of this chapter)