Paper Maker: This is the end of the Ming Dynasty in Liaozhai

Chapter 106 The Great Harvest

puff!
A paper man raised a knife and fell to the ground, chopping down a commoner who rushed forward, but the felled commoner didn't seem to feel any pain, even though his body was bleeding, he still climbed up without any feeling.

But at this time, more and more people came towards this side, and it could be heard from the sound of footsteps that there were at least several hundred people.

Seeing the people who continued to come, Su Hao's eyes flashed with impatience. These people are just ordinary people. In the end, they accidentally got involved in the fight between him and Huang Ping, and turned into this picture. look.

However, he couldn't bear it anymore, but Su Hao didn't show mercy. He still controlled the paper figurine to kill him. His subordinates were merciful. These controlled people will not show mercy. Once the paper figurine's defense is broken, these people will definitely tear him apart. into pieces.

At this time, in a tea house more than a hundred zhang away from the street where Su Hao was, seven or eight people were sitting around a table. On the table was a model of the street. There were two small yellow flags on the model, There are also hundreds of small red flags around.

If Su Hao was here, he would definitely recognize Huang Ping.

"Huang Miaozhu, we have fulfilled your request. I don't know our request. How are you doing?"

An old man with a snowy complexion who looked frail said.

"Don't worry, we are already safe in Zichuan. My descendants have secretly asked your people to replace the soldiers guarding the city gate. It won't take long for us to succeed."

Zhang Chongxiu said indifferently, they only wasted three days, mainly to allow the people of the White Lotus Sect in front of them to have enough time to set up traps.

"I hope what you say is true."

The old man said calmly: "Otherwise, the trap we set up at such a high price would not have been wasted."

In order to set up this trap, he paid a lot. Not only did he consume the poison of ghouls he had stored for many years, he secretly poisoned the hawkers on the street and the residents on both sides of the street, and he also spent a huge price. A huge maze was arranged on the street.

After finishing speaking, the old man chanted a spell, and the red flags in the street model slowly gathered.

At this time, Su Hao, who was in the street, saw that the corpses of the common people who were hacked to death by the paper figurines seemed to melt, and then slowly gathered towards one place.

Seeing this scene, Su Hao instantly had a bad feeling. With a finger pointing, the natal paper figurine rushed out and rushed towards the gathering place.

"Mistress Ding, have you found the enemy's hiding place?"

After doing all this, Su Hao turned his head to look at Zhao Xiaoer. It's impossible to be passive like this, and his mana is not unlimited. If it really doesn't work, he can only temporarily give up the wealth of the carriage and Zhao Xiaoer, and find a way to escape. up.

But at this moment, Zhao Xiaoer seemed to have never heard of it, and just concentrated on dancing.

Seeing this, Su Hao didn't urge him any more. He didn't know much about witchcraft. Although he was passive in the current situation, he could still hold on. If he interfered with Zhao Xiaoer and caused the spell to fail, it would be troublesome.

Roar!
A loud roar sounded, and a huge ghoul formed by the piled up corpses of dozens of civilians took shape on the street.

But the natal paper figurine circled around the ghoul crazily, with the knife in hand, the flesh and blood of the ghoul was cut off one after another, but the flesh and blood quickly gathered on the ghoul again.

Seeing this scene, Su Hao also became anxious. He knew very well that this ghoul was just a kind of magic. If he didn't find out the manipulator behind the scenes, he would cut the ghoul into pieces and it would be useless. This ghoul is still will be back to normal.

"Master, the controller behind the scenes is on the left."

At this time, Zhao Xiaoer finally stopped dancing and took off his mask: "There are seven people, and one ghost."

"Is it on the left?"

Hearing Zhao Xiaoer's words, Su Hao had a thought, and dozens of paper figurines flocked to the left alleyway, beheading all the people who blocked the road.

At the same time, Uncle Fu landed on the carriage, controlled the horse and headed towards the lane, and Zhao Xiaoer also got on the carriage quickly.

On the teahouse, seeing Huang Qi coming towards them, his face immediately changed: "Huang Ping, who are you offending? The other party is already coming towards us!"

On the other side, in the dense fog, the carriage moved forward rapidly, dozens of paper figures surrounded the carriage, and behind it were zombie-like civilians and the huge ghoul.

At this moment, Faber spoke. "Master, the situation is wrong, we are trapped in a maze."

Hearing this, Su Hao looked up, at the end of the thick fog, the wide street was already visible, and there were dozens of people blocking the way.

"Forbe, rush over!"

Su Hao said in a deep voice, and at the same time waved his hand, the paper figurine rushed towards the street in an instant. Wherever it passed, the broken limbs and broken arms flew all over the sky. Under the control of Fu Bo, the steed turned a blind eye to the broken arms and rushed straight past .

On the other hand, Su Hao turned over on the roof of the carriage, took out a large stack of small paper figurines from his sleeves, and at the same time took out a small knife, cut a wound on his hand, blood gushed out, and soon dyed all the small paper figurines red.

"disease!"

With a wave of Su Hao's hand, all the little paper figurines flew all over the sky in an instant, flying in all directions. This temporary maze is different from the mazes specially built by buildings or forests. It relies on the cooperation of illusion and dense fog to make People can't see the direction, they can only circle in one place.

However, this kind of maze can only deal with warriors, and it is not difficult for him. The paper figurines he released just now have a sensory existence. With these paper figurines positioned, the opponent's illusion will not be effective.

"Forbe, follow up."

The carriage rushed into the alleyway on the left, and after a while, Su Hao suddenly waved his hand, and the natal paper figurine rushed towards the house on the side.

Hearing Su Hao's words, Uncle Fu didn't hesitate, and forcibly controlled the horse to follow behind the natal paper figurine and rushed towards the house.

The next moment, the carriage seemed to have crashed through the house and appeared on another street.

In the teahouse, the old man saw that Su Hao had broken through his illusion, and his face had become extremely ugly. He looked at Huang Ping and the two who were beside him and gritted his teeth: "Didn't you say that the other party is just a family of Jin Yiwei? Why is the other party able to break through so easily? fell into our trap?"

Their trap was designed for Jin Yiwei Qianhu. Even if Jin Yiwei Qianhu fell into it, he would not be able to get out of it in a short time. However, Su Hao broke their trap in less than a stick of incense. Although they haven't completely left their labyrinth yet, it's only a matter of time before they leave.

With this kind of strength, how could it be just a hundred households of Jinyiwei? You must know that those hundreds of people who have been poisoned by ghouls can already kill a first-class warrior. Trapping several first-class masters, if it is really just as Huang Ping said, it is really just a hundred households of Jinyiwei, and the other party will definitely not be able to escape.

"As I said before, the opponent is good at tracking, and it is not surprising that he can find the weakness of the trap."

Huang Ping also had an ugly expression on his face. Although he and Zhang Chongxiu had already made preparations before, they still didn't want to make a move if they had to, but now they couldn't do it.

"What now?"

Hearing Huang Ping's words, the old man said coldly.

Zhang Chongxiu said calmly: "Kill him before he is completely out of the maze. Once he escapes to the county government, we will have nothing to do with him."

He has already decided to go all out. After killing Su Hao, he immediately completes his plan and then flees from Zichuan.

"it is good!"

Hearing Zhang Chongxiu's words, the old man nodded.

On the other hand, Huang Ping walked aside and opened a large standing wooden box, revealing a majestic and ferocious statue. It was Zhang Chongxiu's statue, but it was moved here by Huang Ping from the Town God's Temple. The next moment, Zhang Chongxiu turned into a gloomy light and returned to the statue.

At this time, Huang Ping took out three sticks of incense, lit them, and respectfully bowed in front of the statue.

Seeing the actions of Huang Ping and Zhang Chongxiu, none of the people present were surprised. Zhang Chongxiu, as the ghost and god accompanying the City God, could not take action against the court officials, otherwise the City God would sense it immediately, and then the City God would be able to deprive Zhang Chongxiu of his all the power.

However, using the upper body method can avoid this problem. If Zhang Chongxiu got on Huang Ping's body, then it would be Huang Ping who attacked the court officials. Although Huang Ping is a temple congratulator, he is just an ordinary person and is not restricted by this rule.

At this time, Huang Ping stood in front of the statue, with his hands erected like swords above his head, muttering words, and his whole body began to sway, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment, but suddenly, Zhang Chongxiu's figure emerged from the statue He rushed out and threw himself on Huang Ping.

The next moment, Huang Ping's footsteps suddenly stood firm, and his shriveled body seemed to be inflated at this moment. It instantly grew in size and turned into a strong man with a height of nearly nine feet. After that, Huang Ping jumped down the teahouse , pulled out a thick iron rod from a carriage, judging by its weight, it weighed at least two to three hundred catties, but it was like a wooden stick in Huang Ping's hands, swinging freely.

"I'm afraid this strength is not at the level of a second-rate horizontal martial artist."

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded, and one of them murmured in a low voice.

"I'm afraid there are."

The other person also nodded with a solemn expression. You must know that although the boundaries of horizontal martial arts practitioners are the same as those of internal martial arts fighters, their strength is not the same. Martial arts practitioners are also powerful, but horizontal martial arts practitioners are pure physical strength.

A third-rate horizontal martial artist can wield a weapon weighing seventy or eighty catties for two or three hours, but an internal martial artist can't hold it for half an hour, let alone two or three hours. That's a joke, horizontal martial arts practitioners of the same realm are stronger than internal martial arts practitioners by more than one realm.

If it weren't for the fact that the cost of practicing horizontal martial arts is several times higher than that of inner strength and mental methods, inner strength and mental methods would have been eliminated long ago.

"Are they all crazy?"

Only the old man frowned. He lived longer than others, and he knew more things. Ordinary magic tricks are not so powerful. It is already a great gift to lend an insignificant ray of divinity, but this time Zhang Chongxiu not only got on his body personally, but also poured all his condensed divinity into Huang Ping's body this time. Instead, he gave Huang Ping his own life.

"Let's go."

At this time, Huang Ping opened his mouth to speak, but Zhang Chongxiu's voice came out.

"it is good!"

Hearing this, the old man nodded quickly.

...

"Master, the fog is getting thinner and thinner, we have all left the range of the maze."

Seeing the surrounding scenery reaching seven or eight feet away, Uncle Fu opened his mouth and said.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the middle of the alleyway. Seeing the figure, Fu Bo hurriedly pulled his hands, and the horse immediately raised its hooves, and then fell down suddenly.

At this moment, the figure suddenly threw the stick in his hand, and the next moment, the stick flew towards the carriage with a terrifying howling sound.

The person who came here was Huang Ping, who was behind the gods, or Zhang Chongxiu!
"Master, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Uncle Fu hurriedly stood in front of the carriage, and the next moment, the iron rod flew in front of the horse with a terrifying howl of wind.

puff!
Even the stones thrown by ordinary people can kill people, let alone Huang Ping, who has the strength of thousands of catties. The iron rod hit the side of the horse's face, and the flesh and blood on half of the horse's face was instantly crushed by the iron rod. Scraped, even the bones were scraped off a lot.

The next moment, the iron rod rushed towards Fu Bo with irresistible power!
Boom!
Click!

There was a muffled sound and a crisp sound at the same time, and the iron rod shattered a large section of the carriage, flew several feet away, and slanted into the ground.

At this time, the chest of the paper figurine possessed by Uncle Fu was pierced with a big hole. The big hole was torn from the chest to the arm. It was obvious that Fu Bo used the body of the paper figurine to forcibly reverse the direction of the iron rod.

hiss!Hiss!

Only then did the steed crash to the ground, lying on the ground whining, kicking wildly!

In the carriage, Su Hao's face was full of lingering fear. If Uncle Fu hadn't blocked the blow, he would have been in danger.

At this time, Huang Ping, who was standing in the middle of the street, rushed towards the carriage.

Seeing this, Su Hao waved his hand, and the natal paper figurine jumped out of the carriage and met Huang Ping. At the same time, he took out a stack of paper figurines from his sleeve, and pressed them hard on his palm. The bleeding had been stopped under the golden medicine. Blood flowed from the palm of his hand again.

The paper man greedily sucked the blood, Su Hao's face also turned pale, but he didn't stop, Huang Ping brought too much pressure on him, the power of that iron rod just now, even He Liu First-rate fighters are far behind, if Huang Ping gets close to him, he will definitely die!

At this time, the natal paper figurine had already approached Huang Ping, and he slashed at his head!

I saw Huang Ping dodge the paper knife by turning sideways, and then punched the natal paper figurine's waist, and the natal paper figurine immediately flew upside down several feet away. Not really.

Fortunately at this time, the paper figurines had sucked enough blood and turned bright red. With a wave of Su Hao's hand, the blood paper figurines flew out, fell to the ground and reduced to the size of a normal person, and then killed Huang Ping with a knife.

Seeing this scene, Huang Ping's expression changed. Although Zhang Chongxiu was invited to go up behind him, his strength was dozens of times stronger, and ordinary people couldn't hurt him even with knives, but these bloody people in front of him were stronger than ordinary people at first glance. Much more, he may not be able to block the knives of these paper figurines. Thinking of this, Huang Ping rushed forward, knocked a bloody paper figurine into the air, and rushed towards the iron bar not far away.

Huang Ping's movements were so fast that even Su Hao didn't react. When he did, Huang Ping was less than two feet away from the iron rod.

With the iron rod in his hand, Huang Ping was full of arrogance and strode towards the carriage. At the same time, three or four figures appeared from the street, followed by nearly two hundred bean soldiers, who were the masters of the White Lotus Sect.

"Master, these are the bean soldiers refined in the sect."

Zhao Xiaoer also saw Dou Bing and said hastily.

Hearing Zhao Xiaoer's words, Su Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. Although the spell of turning beans into soldiers in the White Lotus Sect, not everyone can make bean soldiers. In the White Lotus Sect, there are only a handful of people who can make bean soldiers.

This time it was really terrible, there was a Huang Ping who was stronger than He Liu, and there was also a master of the White Lotus Sect who didn't know how deep he was.

"Mistress Ding, can you stop those bean soldiers?"

After pondering for a while, Su Hao said, although he doesn't think Zhao Xiaoer will have a different heart, but he still doesn't want Zhao Xiaoer to maintain too much combat power, and the other party has people from the White Lotus Sect, if Zhao Xiaoer suddenly Turning against the water, that is really terrible.

"Don't worry, young master, those people will be handed over to the women."

Zhao Xiaoer is also a person with delicate thoughts, he guessed Su Hao's thoughts in an instant, so he said with a smile.

Walking outside the carriage, Zhao Xiaoer took out a large handful of soybeans from his sleeve, raised his hand, and the soybeans rolled on the ground, and the next moment they turned into bean soldiers, and then rushed to the street.

On the other side, under the siege of the blood paper people, Huang Ping almost killed all directions. The iron rods passed by, and the blood paper people were smashed to pieces one by one.

Seeing this, Su Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and then took out two egg-sized balls from the secret pocket of his belt.

It was the Thunderbolt Thunderbolt he had exchanged for before. He thought that with his strength, he wouldn't need it, but he didn't expect to need it now.

With a thought, the natal paper figurine left the battlefield and returned to the carriage. Su Hao placed two thunderbolts, one left and one right, in the palm of the natal paper figurine.

The next moment, the natal paper figurine rushed out of the carriage and approached Huang Ping. Although Huang Ping's strength is much stronger than that of ordinary first-class warriors, the Su family also has the practice method of inviting gods. It is also very clear that the power borrowed by the magic technique is only external force, not obtained through years of practice. Huang Ping's perception ability is not much stronger than that of ordinary people.

If Huang Ping was a normal martial arts expert, he would never have the idea of ​​using the Thunderbolt Thunderbolt, because the opponent could already sense the danger before the Thunderbolt Thunderbolt approached.

Seeing the natal paper figurine approaching, Huang Ping just smashed it out with a stick like before!
Seeing that Huang Ping really didn't notice the danger, the left hand of the natal paper figurine seemed to have turned into a snake at this moment, wrapped around the iron rod several times, and then flew with the iron rod, but was not smashed away.

At this time, Huang Ping also realized something was wrong, and wanted to let go of the iron rod, but unfortunately it was too late, and the right hand of the natal paper figurine pressed hard on Huang Ping's waist.

The next moment, an earth-shattering roar sounded!

In an instant, intense light shines!

When the light dissipated, the right hand of the natal paper figurine had disappeared, and Huang Ping was even worse, completely disappeared from the waist to the chest, leaving only the head and neck with a severed arm, and even the wound was turned into black charcoal .

Looking at Su Hao in the carriage, Huang Ping's eyes were filled with unwillingness. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He also never thought that such an overwhelmingly dominant situation would be overturned so easily by Su Hao. An explosion, not only would he die, but even Zhang Chongxiu seemed to be blown out of his wits.

Seeing Huang Ping's unwilling eyes, Su Hao didn't even care about it. He controlled the natal paper figurine and rushed towards the street. There was also a master of the White Lotus Sect waiting for him to deal with it.

He told Zhao Xiaoer before that Jin Yiwei's bounty for Xu Hongru's disciples is not fake. In the task hall, apart from the hundreds of Xu Hongru's direct disciples who have already fallen into the hands of the court, the rest are at least a few small meritorious deeds, and many There are even three or four great achievements.

Outside the maze, the old man and the others also heard the earth-shattering roar, but they didn't have the spells to spy on the movements inside the array, and they didn't dare to withdraw the spells at will, fearing that it would be a waste of help.

"Summon some bean soldiers to defend around."

Looking at the maze, the old man took out a dozen soybeans from his pocket and handed them to the person beside him. Although the enemy was still trapped in the maze, he still felt a little uneasy.

"Yes!"

The person who received the soybeans quickly bowed in response.

At this moment, a white figure suddenly rushed out of the maze, and just rushed into the middle of the old man and the others. The next moment, the natal paper figurine flashed the knife in his left hand, and the old man fell to the ground clutching their throats.

The widened eyes were full of puzzlement, and the mouth opened, as if to ask something, but only blood froth overflowed from the mouth.

In the carriage, Su Hao was also stunned. He had already prepared for a hard fight, but he never thought it would be so easy, easier than a pie falling from the sky.

But at this time, without the control of the old man and others, the thick fog covering the street disappeared, and the maze dissipated, and the people under control also fell to the ground one after another. They all exploded and turned into soybeans again. The remaining three masters of the White Lotus Sect were also surrounded by Zhao Xiaoer's bean soldiers, and soon died under the attack of the natal paper figurine.

...

"Miss Ding, do you know these people?"

Standing in front of the old man's corpses, Su Hao asked curiously.

"Uncle! How is this possible!"

But Zhao Xiaoer's expression changed when he saw the old man's appearance, obviously he didn't believe that the old man would die in Su Hao's hands so easily.

"This is your uncle?"

Hearing Zhao Xiaoer, Su Hao was also stunned, this was the first time he killed an enemy so easily, it was easier than picking it up for nothing, he didn't expect it to be a big fish.

If the old man knew what Su Hao was thinking at this time, he would have to cheat the corpse immediately. He is an elder who smells the fragrance, and he is described as easier than picking up for nothing.

"He is my master's brother, and the specific name is not clear to the women."

Zhao Xiaoer shook his head and said: "The woman only knows that he is good at the technique of corpse poison and formation. When my master raised troops before, it seemed that he was invited to take action to smash several cities in a row."

"so smart?"

Su Hao was also a little puzzled, such a powerful person died in his hands like a joke.

But what Su Hao didn't know was that most of the mana of the old man had been spent on controlling the people and formations, and the rest of them were just some ordinary White Lotus followers with limited strength, and he even sent three peacekeepers. Some bean soldiers went in to help Huang Ping, and just wanted others to call the bean soldiers to defend, but they were chopped down by his natal paper figurine.

Thinking about it, Su Hao didn't stop, but controlled the natal paper figurine to start groping around the old man and the others. Except for the helpless one like him, normal people would not take important things with them when they go out, but Give important things to family members to prevent death. Important things fall into the hands of the enemy, but these people in front of them are the remnants of the White Lotus Sect. They should have no family members, and there is a high probability that important things will be carried with them.

Soon, the natal paper figurine found a bunch of bottles and jars from the old man, as well as a book with detailed explanations of the formation.

But Su Hao didn't touch it lightly, he didn't forget that Zhao Xiaoer said that this old guy is good at corpse poisoning, if he loses his life because of carelessness, he will die with regret.

At this moment, Su Hao noticed a large group of people approaching in the distance, quickly summoned the remaining dozen or so blood paper figurines and blocked them in front.

When the other party approached, Su Hao realized that the other party was wearing the clothes of a government servant. He probably came here because he found something wrong here.

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