Daxia Lingxian

Chapter 28 Four Fathers Bubu (Part [-])
Bashan County, Fengming Township, Duanshan Station.

The carriages and horses of the Luo family stopped at the post station to rest, and bought tea, dry food, and horse feed from the post station veterans.

Luo Li, who took the initiative to manage the accounts, frowned, and wrote carefully in the account book:

"Dingyou in March of the first year, Duanshan Station spent two or four dollars and three hundred five coins."

After writing down the expenses, he dug out another booklet from his small luggage and recorded it in small print:
"Dingyou in March, my brother ate the first piece of ghost bait fruit, and he seemed to be in better spirits. He said that when he has money, he will give me a gold collar."

"Xiao Hei told me that two little kids, Xiguan'er and Fuguan'er, were spoiled by drama, and agreed to grow up to be a husband and wife. Scary!"

"An old cow passing by at noon said that it has worked for its owner for 20 years, but the owner wants to kill it for skin and eat meat, and the butcher will come tomorrow. Alas, poor."

"Third brother Su has returned to Tuo County for the time being. Second brother Li looks mighty, but he is still childlike, playing with ants under the old tree by the side of the road."

After Luo Li finished memorizing these, he licked the small brush, carefully put away the booklet, and patted it very preciously.

She actually wronged Li Dingguo.Li Dingguo did watch the ants under the old tree by the side of the road for a long time, but he was definitely not the childlike companion ants.

He built a simple three-dimensional sand table with mud and stones, with cities, mountains, rivers, and passes on it, and then dripped honey to attract ants to form troops.

The ants around the old tree were all attracted, and they were all in a black mass, but under the effect of honey, they were arranged in different formations, giving off a faintly forbidding atmosphere.

Li Dingguo was obviously sitting under the old tree, but his expression seemed to be sitting in the tent of the Chinese army.

In his eyes, the ants under his feet are like soldiers and horses attacking each other.

Every time he frowned and thought for a while, he would drop a little honey at a certain position, as if commanding an army.

Under the willow tree not far away, Luo Ning was drinking herbal tea in the gazebo outside the station.

Herbal tea is cold.

As usual, Xiwan'er and Fuwan'er pressed their shoulders on the left and right, while Xiao Heipan stuck out his tongue at his feet.

From time to time, on the official road, there are wanderers walking by with their families and their families. Looking at the people in the Luo family class who are like scumbags, they even show envy.

Don't say that people look down on opera singers, but they have a craft, and they can still make a living after all, and enjoy themselves happily.

Unlike them, they worry about taxes and corvee.

In Yizhou at the end of March, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the sunshine is not so gentle.

Luo Tianxia looked thoughtfully at the gray official road.

Since the beginning of spring this year, the county has been extremely dry, and there has been no decent rain.

More and more people from all over the world are praying for rain in the Dragon King Temple.

The Dragon King... is actually not a spiritual official appointed by the Great Xia court, but a folk god that has existed since ancient times and has a very long history.

But whether there are dragons in this world... The common people naturally believe it, but the big shots don't agree.

But praying for rain... the big shots seem to be the Dragon King.

Because, even the best cultivator in the world who practiced the supernatural power of cloud and rain can only rain hundreds of miles at most, which is just to keep a county from drought.

How many monks like this are there in the world?There are more than 100 counties in Yizhou alone!

So, in the event of a severe drought, if you don't count on the Dragon King, who can you count on?

While Luo Ning was thinking, suddenly his spiritual consciousness fluctuated, and immediately he felt a trace of evil spirit, which came along with the wind.

Immediately afterwards, a long howl erupted from the mountains in the north!
The whistling sound was as high as the clouds, and the trembling mountains were trembling, making people's blood churn.

Almost at the same time, a monster with the head of a jackal and a human body sprang out from the hill like an arrow, stirring up a fishy wind.

"It's a monster!" All the refugees on the official road and the postmen in the station exclaimed in surprise.

An atmosphere of panic broke out like a plague in an instant.

Luo Ning is a monk, he can see clearly.Although the monster with the head of a jackal is not tall, but has a strong demonic aura, it walks away against the wind.

There was still a bloody woman's head hanging from its waist, and half of her face had been gnawed off.A head of beautiful hair is tied in a knot and tied to the monster.

This is... a demon cultivator in the late seventh stage!

It is really rare for ordinary people to have such a high level and such a powerful monk.

This was also the first time Luo Ning saw Yaoxiu.

The demon cultivator was wearing a gray robe, his body was stained with blood, and he was running for his life after being injured.

It sat atop a big tree and flew against the wind again, with a solid cloud under its feet supporting it.

This is the monk's wind control technique.The ones who are best at controlling the wind are Taoist monks.But even Taoist monks have to complete the eighth rank to start Yufeng.

This demon cultivator can fly tens of feet every time he rides the wind. In Luo Ning's eyes, he looks like a glider.

Yufeng's speed is very fast, but the consumption of spiritual power and consciousness is also huge.

It was too late and then too soon, as soon as the demon cultivator appeared, he shot at a group of refugees on the official road.

Luo Ning immediately felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and immediately activated the Ling Dao Orb, preparing to play Zhang Tianshi.

At the same time, with a flash of his body, he stood in front of Luo Li.

But he is very clear that now it is not a stage performance mode, and there is no large audience to bless and wish, and he cannot leapfrog the battle. He is not the opponent of this seventh-rank demon cultivator at all.

It would be effortless for this demon cultivator to kill him.

"Ho—" Another long howl sounded, and the owner of the howl finally appeared on the hillside.

The man was wearing a military uniform with embroidered arrow sleeves, holding a bow and a knife, and wearing a gauze hat without wings. On the belt buckle on his waist was the word Catch, and there was also a pattern of a Xiechi beast's head on his shoulder.

Although this outfit is airy, everyone can know its origin at a glance.

The government's headhunter!
He is not fighting against the wind, but leaping vertically, at least thirty feet in one step, which is the light body technique of martial arts.

He is a seventh-rank consummated monk!
Luo Ning narrowed his eyes.He is sure that even in the stage performance mode, he is definitely not this person's opponent.

If this person wants to kill himself...it's easy!
"Chief arrester of Emei County, Dong Weimin!" Li Dingguo stood up suddenly, and he recognized the person immediately.

Dong Weimin, as the chief arrester of this county, can be regarded as a figure in Emei County.

"Four jackals! You have done a lot of evil and cannibalized countless people. You even dare to eat the concubines of the county magistrates. Do you still want to live!"

Dong Weimin shouted violently, raised his bow and arrow, and hit a big arrow like a small spear.

"嗖嗖" several times pierced the air, and a group of headhunters appeared.

This group of headhunters are all eighth-rank and ninth-rank martial arts, and they are obviously involved in hunting down demon cultivators.

The jackal-headed demon cultivator suddenly opened a long kiss with frosty teeth like knives, and said viciously:

"Damn it! Si Dae ate so many people, I didn't see your Emei County arresting head, but you just ate a woman from the county magistrate, and you chased Si Dae!"

"Dong Weimin! Why do you have to be the dog's leg for that county magistrate!"

Hearing the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air, Dong Weimin's heavy arrow shot out like lightning with fierce martial arts killing intent.

"Give it back to you!" Jackal Si took off the woman's head, swung his monster power, and blasted at the heavy arrow that was shot.

With a bang, the woman's head exploded like a watermelon under the bombardment of the heavy arrow, and the skull scum and minced meat flew out.

"Jie Jie!" Jackal Si, who was seriously injured, laughed maniacally when he saw this, and said while desperately fleeing against the wind:
"This woman is having fun and eating sweets. She wanted to bring back her skull to make a chamber pot. It's a pity now, Jie Jie!"

With a flash of its body, it fell into the refugees like an eagle pouncing a chick.

"Four fathers make up for it!"

The refugees were terrified like a group of explosions, but before they could escape, a woman was caught.

The jackal opened his mouth wide, and bit the woman's neck with a click, enjoying the incomparable "呲向", sucking her blood almost instantly.

Almost at the same time, Jackal Si's demon claws penetrated into the woman's chest like cutting tofu, and skillfully and quickly pulled out a still beating heart.

He chewed his heart in two or three bites, swallowed it, and sucked his brains dry in another gulp.

The ferocious jackal's head opened its teeth stained with human blood and with human remains, revealing a satisfied and intoxicated look of a full meal.

But in such a blink of an eye, Dong Weimin led a group of headhunters to surround it.

"Uh..." Jackal Si hiccupped, "Come on! Father Si is not afraid!"

"Daughter!" A refugee looked at his daughter who was buried in the mouth of a monster, beating his chest and stamping his feet in grief.

　The second update at [-] o'clock in the evening, crab crab, this data is really speechless
　　
　
(End of this chapter)