River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 33 Orochi
Seeing that Jiang Chi didn't dare to go up alone, the village chief said to the other Jiangs: "The left and right belong to your Jiang family. If the God of the River blames you, you can't get away with it."

Those surnamed Jiang are relatives of Jiang Chi's side for three generations, so they had their own pasts and had nothing to do with each other.

But with what the village chief said, they couldn't help but stand up and say a few words.

After all, they share the same ancestry, and the fields of each family are very close.If Jiang Chi suffers here, there is no guarantee that they will not be implicated.

An old man immediately shouted to Jiang Ling: "Erlang, don't be stupid, put down your sword, you have something to talk about."

As he spoke, he walked over with kind eyes and kind eyes, and said amiably: "Surrendering one's life to the God of the River, speaking of it, it's really not a bad thing.

You were born in Qingniu Village all your life, your parents died early, even if you survive, it will be a lifetime of suffering.

It's better to serve at the river god's side, if the service is good, the river god is happy, maybe in the next life, he will let you vote for that rich and noble family, and when the time comes, wouldn't it be better? "

In terms of seniority, this old man is considered to be of Jiangling's grandfather's generation.

Looking at the seventy and eighty-year-old, Jiang Ling didn't want to talk to him.

But after the old man took the opportunity to talk and approached, he suddenly hugged Jiang Ling's right hand holding the sword, and shouted: "Do it, old man, I've already grabbed his hand, come quickly and grab him. "

Although he is old, his strength is not small.

When the yellow dog saw that he was behaving like this, he barked angrily, and bit his thigh.

The old man was furious, and kicked the yellow dog's throat fiercely with another kick: "This dead dog, I will kick you to death today."

Jiang Ling sighed, it's really not a thing to act like this after being so old.

The other people surnamed Jiang rushed to arrest him.

Suddenly, Jiang Ling's arm trembled, and with a burst of brute force, he sent the old man flying.

At the same time, he also kicked the old man's chest and abdomen, kicking him into the farmland five or six meters away.

When other people surnamed Jiang approached, he swung his sword directly, cutting one at a time.

They were drenched in blood after being cut down, and then retreated.

Jiang Ling asked himself that he was not an eloquent person,

Therefore, I don't want to say anything to these stupid villagers.

The situation has evolved to this point, if there is no blood today, then this matter will not be let go.

"Amitabha, goodness is goodness, fellow Taoist, why are you so cruel?" the monk suddenly spoke from behind.

Jiang Ling glanced at him: "They want to fight and kill, but I didn't see you say a word for me. I just fought back, but it became ruthless in your mouth?"

The monk said: "They are just ordinary people, how can they compare with you?"

"Ordinary people? Sometimes ordinary people are the most hateful."

After Jiang Ling cut back five or six Jiang surnames, he suddenly rushed up angrily, holding the sword in his hand, and stabbed the old village chief in the abdomen with one blow.

At the same time, he pushed the old village chief seven or eight steps wildly.

When the sword was drawn out again, the old village chief fell to the ground in convulsions, twitching again and again.

The surrounding villagers were all shocked, especially the old women, who were so frightened that they rolled on the ground and wet their pants.

"Murdered..."

"Jiang Erlang, a lunatic, killed someone..."

"This parentless thing killed people, and killed the village chief..."

Hearing the croaking, Jiang Ling turned his head and swung his sword, beheading the woman who yelled the most.

The other women yelled and crawled on the ground.

He chased after them, one by one with his sword, and killed them all on the ground.

This scene completely frightened the villagers.

Everyone turned around and ran away, never daring to confront this lunatic again.

Jiang Ling killed four people in a row, it was the first time he killed people, not only did he not feel any fear, on the contrary, there was a sense of ease flowing in his heart.

'Finally stopped croaking. '

Noisy, noisy, then kill him with a sword.

For Jiang Ling, coming to this world is still a dream.

Everything in the dream does not need to be burdened, as long as you move according to your heart and do as you want.

Just stab him to the ground, so what?

"Amitabha!"

The monk was also surprised to see from behind, but he didn't stop, just closed his eyes and read the scriptures.

Most likely he didn't want to mess with this evil star either.

"time to go."

Wiping off the blood on the sword, Jiang Ling walked straight towards the village.

The monk sighed: "Fellow Taoist, the killing intent is too strong."

"Knowing that I am murderous, I have never seen you stop me. From this point of view, your compassion is not going anywhere."

"The poor monk wants to take care of it, but the poor monk doesn't know martial arts, I'm afraid he doesn't have the strength."

Jiang Ling just laughed, the ghost knows whether he is telling the truth or lying.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"

"kill."

"Still kill?"

"I know that one person must be related to the river god. This person must be killed."

"Oh, sin, sin."

Jiangling traveled all the way to the village head's house,

In Qingniu Village, the most magnificent and the largest house is the village head's house.

Since he entered the door, he kicked the door open.

The person he was looking for was not hard to find.

Ever since the god became famous, the village chief built a three-story pagoda in the backyard for him, and he lived in that pagoda.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, there were four or five dogs barking in this direction.

The yellow dog has been following Jiangling all the time, because of Jiangling's murderous aura, the yellow dog is also very fierce when he takes advantage of his power.

Even when it saw four or five opponents, it didn't hesitate at all and barked back.

In a blink of an eye, they bit and fought with them.

Jiang Ling chased after him, swiped his sword and slashed, helping to kill the four dogs.

By this time, he was already dripping with blood.

I can't tell if it's human blood or dog blood.

When he got to the side of the Buddha Pagoda, before he could approach, a large number of poisonous snakes appeared around him.

They either drilled out of the grass, or crawled out of the puddle.

There are dozens or hundreds of roads densely packed, trying to block the road.

"Hehe, it seems that my guess was right. Before I found him, he showed himself."

Jiang Ling shouted to the monk: "Master, it's time for you to show your skills?"

"The poor monk doesn't know how to drive snakes away," said the monk.

"Since you don't make a move, I will kill them all."

Jiang Ling tore off all the clothes that were drying on the other side from the yard, set it on fire, and threw it to the snakes.

When the fire ignited, the snakes couldn't bear it, and dispersed one after another.

But when the little snake left, a big snake suddenly appeared.

It was as thick as a bucket, slipped out from the side of the stupa gate, raised its tall head, as wide as a table.

Bloody eyes as big as copper bells of big snakes stared at Jiang Ling and the monk,

Suddenly a surprising scene appeared.

— it spoke.

"You, what exactly are you?"

It asked about Jiangling.

"I can't see through your life, I only see a mist. Although you are Jiang Jia Erlang, you are not Jiang Jia Erlang. Who are you?"

Jiang Ling looked at it a few times, and asked the monk: "Master, this snake can actually talk, maybe it is the grown-up dry snake you mentioned?"

(End of this chapter)