I have a long pupil

Chapter 142

Everyone has noticed something is wrong.

The school of fish in the river was cruising at high speed, some even jumped out of the water, and the water splashed up, obviously fleeing.

At the same time, there was also a wave of water rapidly approaching in the distance, forming large and small eddies around where it passed.

Anyone with a little experience knows that there are big guys below.

"Come on! Come on!"

The sailors stared wide-eyed, some held wooden stings, some drew strong bows, and some raised hooks to lock the iron nets.

"This thing is called 'monster'."

Zhang Biao looked calm, and explained: "All living beings, when the ancient blood in their bodies erupts, their body size will skyrocket, and some will awaken their natural supernatural powers."

"These things are usually violent and bloodthirsty. They either have the ability to suppress and subdue, or they need targeted spells..."

Seeing him so calm, although Zheng Yongxiang was sweating on his forehead, he forced a calm smile and asked, "Master Immortal, is there anyone to blame?"

Zhang Biao glanced, "Of course."

"Those awakened with natural supernatural powers, if they are unguided and use them recklessly, their energy will be sucked dry by their supernatural powers, or they will explode back and become bloodthirsty monsters."

"It really is..."

Zheng Yongxiang was amazed.

Zhang Biao nodded, "Not only that, monsters are also divided into dead and alive. These bloodline erupters, whose corpses haunt after death, are called corpse monsters, and they are also a type of zombie."

Zheng Yongxiang wrote it down secretly, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, he bowed his hands respectfully and said: "Thank you for your guidance, Master Immortal."

This kind of knowledge, the old Taoist Xu Yuan will not mention at all, although it is not a practice method, but it can increase the chance of survival.

"It's just common sense."

Zhang Biao didn't care, and even pointed out on purpose.

These things are known to almost everyone in the ancient practice era. In "You Xian Ji" written by the Patriarch of Chongyang Temple, Tu Lingzi not only kills demons and demons wherever he goes, he even tells the people how to avoid them.

Many folk customs today are also related to this.

Don't rush on the road in the long night and don't rely on the river...

Hang mugwort leaves on Chongwu Festival to drive away five insects...

According to waste, playing Nuo dance...

Many folk festivals are ancient ways to ward off disasters and evil spirits, but they have long been forgotten by the common people.

He talked about these things with Tie Yucheng, mentioned Tu Lingzi, the son of a good friend, and even proposed to publish it in a book and spread it widely so that the people could increase their chances of survival in the thick fog.

The young man is passionate, and his chivalry persists through hardships.

This is also an important reason why Zhang Biao accepted him as a disciple.

Now Tie Yucheng is not only practicing daily, but also compiling a book explaining evil spirits according to the calendar, which has been agreed by Zhang Biao.

The simplicity and kindness of Aunt Yanshan,

Tie Yucheng's hot-blooded chivalry,

It made Zhang Biao feel that the world is not that bad.

Just then the water wave finally approached.

Seeing that the time had come, Zhang Biao lifted his right wrist, and a black light flew out from the curse bracelet and fell into the water.

Trick: Yin curse.

The old Taoist Xu Yuan also said that Fang Xiangzong is famous for his powerful spells, no matter Jiang Liang or Wei Sui Yi, there are corresponding spells.

With the improvement of Zhang Biao's Taoism, the spells will naturally become more ferocious.

"Roar!"

Below the river, a mournful and dull roar sounded.

The water waves were churning wildly, and a giant tortoise the size of a cargo ship suddenly surfaced. The tortoise's shell was thorny. On its huge head, its eyes were red and bloodshot, and its scales folded and shone with metallic brilliance.

On its head, the curse turned into a black line and spread.

Zhang Biao had already seen this monster with the eyes of spiritual vision, but the second grade of Huang, although his body was obviously abnormal, he did not develop supernatural powers, and his soul was his weakness.

The giant tortoise was cursed, but became more ferocious, opened its mouth wide, and bit towards the bow of the ship.

"Bring it!"

Zhang Biao snatched the water spur from the hand of the soldier next to him, stepped on his horse, held the gun in the middle, twisted his arms and thrust out with a whistling sound.

He has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his kung fu is already high-strength. After reaching the state of physical training, his speed and strength have soared, and he has already surpassed the so-called masters of the world.

puff!

The steel water thorns in front of the wooden wax pole roared out and directly inserted into the eyes of the giant turtle, splashing blood and water.

Not only that, under Zhang Biao's great force, the fine white wax rod was blown into pieces with a click, and the giant turtle's head was suddenly tilted.

Under the pain, the monster turned over and dived into the water, and disappeared, but he didn't find that Zhang Biao had popped out a yin talisman flow bead, which was embedded in the tortoise shell.

With this giant tortoise's vicious nature, how could it be easy to let it go.

It suffered a loss on the river surface, so it dived into the depths of the water, its only remaining one eye staring at the shadow of the boat above.

The terrain of Huaizhou is like this, with undulating mountains, numerous canyons, fast-moving rivers and deep waters, and the deepest place can even reach hundreds of feet. Once a ship sinks into the water, it is difficult to salvage.

"Master Immortal, what should we do?"

Zheng Yongxiang naturally felt something was wrong.

"Don't panic."

With a calm expression on his face, Zhang Biao took out the small tripod from his bosom.

This small tripod has three legs and two ears, and it is a monster with the title of a tiger and a snake composed of various Yin talisman lines, which is exactly the pattern of Jiangliang.

Like obsidian, it shone with glazed brilliance.

This thing comes from the dish obtained by beheading Fu Shougong, and the center is cut out to make a curse bracelet, and the rest is made into a witch tripod.

This treasure is not used for alchemy, but a matching magic weapon for curse bracelets, which is used to cast tricks and curses.

Its function is to cast spells remotely.

Either there is flesh and hair as a medium, or just like before, the Yin Talisman was shot on his body.

Zhang Biao held the cursed cauldron in his left hand and the Dharma seal in his right hand, staring at the river surface, chanting ghost spells in his mouth.

The ghost mantra is the voice of the dead, and there must be visions when you read it.

Zheng Yongxiang's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw black mist rising in the small cauldron, and then condensed into pitch-like mucus, boiling like boiling water.

The sailors nearby were also having a hard time. Hearing the weird murmur, they felt that there were shadows on the river in the distance, as if ghosts were peeping at them, which made their hair stand on end.

The giant tortoise below was even more uncomfortable.

The deceitful curse, continuously cast through the talisman flow beads, is like an invisible sharp-edged hacksaw, tearing at his soul crazily.

The giant tortoise struggled frantically, stirring up the underwater mud.

After just a few breaths, the look in its eyes lost its luster.

On the boat, Zhang Biao put away the small cauldron, and in the eyes of everyone, the giant tortoise floated up on its belly and had already lost its breath.

Zheng Yongxiang swallowed involuntarily.

Fang Xiangzong's shamanism is like this. Although it aims at suppressing evil and exorcising demons, it looks too terrifying, and it really doesn't look like a good person.

Zhang Biao calmly asked, "What's next?"

………………

Huaizhou is mountainous, and there are basically only two types of cities.

One is the basin in the mountains. Because the land is suitable for farming, there are basically towns, surrounded by mountain villages, and terraced fields are cultivated.

The other is the ferry, relying on mining and water transportation for a living.

It is true that people rely on mountains to eat mountains, and water to eat water.

Moyang City is a typical port city, backed by mountains, with large and small mines dug out, and it is the second ferry for the Qinglong River to enter Huaizhou. There are several mountain roads around it, leading to various cities in Huaizhou.

Originally, this place was extremely busy regardless of whether it was water, mountain or water, but since the conflict with the Daliang court, the flow of people has decreased a lot.

After the fog disaster came, it was sparsely populated.

On an official mountain road leading to the depths of Huaizhou, bells of mules and horses rang in the dense fog, and then the sound of horseshoes continued, accompanied by the sound of ruts, and a large number of people and horses appeared.

This is the Zheng family's caravan, with at least two thousand people and hundreds of carriages, full of goods, forming a long queue.

In the middle of the team, a young black-robed Taoist was riding a horse with a long sword on his back, his face slightly tired.

Since the great fog disaster, unless there is such a huge team guarded by monks, no one dares to go on the road at all.

Seeing this, an old man from the Zheng family saw this, respectfully handed over the water bottle, and said flatteringly, "Immortal Lingchong, drink some water, we will be in Moyang City soon."

"no need."

This young Taoist named Lingchong has red lips, white teeth, handsome features, and peaceful eyes.

Hearing this, the old man of the Zheng family quickly put away the kettle.

Among the cultivators of Xuandu Temple he saw, many of them were high-ranking people, but this little Taoist leader was kind and kind, and he also did his duty to protect him along the way.

During one trip, only five people died.

He naturally respected the Taoist leader very much.

Along the mountain road, after passing a long and steep slope, the front suddenly opened up. Although it was covered by thick fog, the huge black shadow of the city wall could be seen indistinctly.

"finally reached…"

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the direction of the ferry, and a large number of civilians ran out from Moyang City, led by several disciples of the Zheng family.

"Zheng An, what happened?"

The old man hurriedly called a Zheng family member to stop.

"Second uncle, you are back."

The Zheng family disciple was full of joy and said excitedly: "The river monster in the waterway has been killed. This is already the second time. The riverway leading to Shanyindu has been unblocked."

The old man hurriedly asked: "Did Daoist Xu Yuan make the move?"

"No."

The son of the Zheng family shook his head and said: "I heard that it was a monk who came from afar and settled down in a nearby village. Brother Yongxiang asked him to help and wiped out the river monster."

"A monk who came from afar..."

The old man secretly glanced at Lingchong and asked, "Do you know which sect you are from?"

"That's not clear."

"By the way, it seems that someone said that the background is quite big, what is it called...Tai Sui."

"Tai Sui!"

Lingchong frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Three Devils in the capital..."

The old man also gasped.

The disciple of the Zheng family also sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Second Uncle, I'll go first. Brother Yongxiang said that the river monster is very big and needs help to carry it."

After that, he took the people and left in a hurry.

"This…"

The old man looked at Lingchong, not knowing what to say.

Lingchong looked calm and said, "Don't worry, the so-called Three Devils in the capital are just rumors. This Tai Sui Taoist friend has quite a relationship with a fellow martial uncle of mine, so he can't be regarded as an enemy."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, amidst the sound of shouting, the giant tortoise was dragged by the crowd to the open space of the pier, resting on logs.

Seeing this, Lingchong nodded slightly and said, "Good things can be used to refine Dunjia, where is that fellow Taoist Tai Sui?"

The disciples of the Zheng family hurriedly clasped their hands and replied: "I went to Duliang Mountain with brother Yongxiang, and wanted to kill the evil thing over there."

"Duliang Mountain?"

Ling Chong stared, and murmured: "It's a bad thing, this Tai Sui fellow Taoist, I'm afraid I don't know what's there..."

"Quick, come with me to dissuade!"

(End of this chapter)