The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 270 Arson
The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Yang Rongrong, first sized her up and down, and when he saw that she was indeed just an ordinary mortal, his expression relaxed a little.

"I know you have been deceived by the monster. I don't blame you. Just call the monster out and I will deal with it."

Yang Rongrong emphasized: "There are no monsters here, hurry up and leave!"

The village chief pointed at her and cursed, "You ungrateful little girl! You didn't even cherish the opportunity I gave you. You chose to get involved with monsters instead of being a good person!"

Then he said to the middle-aged Taoist priest: "Master, this girl is unrepentant. There is no need to waste time talking to her. Just kill her and the monster together!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked embarrassed.

He took the village chief two steps to the side, and after making sure that Yang Rongrong could not hear him at this distance, he lowered his voice and said, "The evil spirit in this mountain temple is too strong. I can't go in. I can only call the monster out so that I can take it down."

The village chief had not expected this to happen, and he could not help but worry: "What should we do? Can we just watch the monster do whatever it wants?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest twirled his beard and said, his eyes flashing: "I do have a way, but it is quite dangerous. I wonder if you can accept it?"

The village chief quickly gestured to him.

The middle-aged Taoist priest leaned over and whispered something in his ear.

The village chief frowned more and more: "Is this the only way? After all, this is the mountain god's temple. What if we provoke the mountain god's wrath?"

The middle-aged Taoist sighed: "I know this move is very risky, but there is really no other way under the current circumstances. I have no choice but to resort to this last resort. The final decision depends on you."

The village chief touched his chest which was still aching, and thought of the humiliation he had suffered in front of Yang Rongrong. He was so angry that he finally gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Let's do it! If the villagers ask about it later, I will say that the dry weather caused the forest fire, and I will pay to build a better mountain temple later. As for the mountain god, he knows that we had to resort to this desperate measure in order to catch the monster, and he should be able to forgive us."

The middle-aged Taoist nodded: "Well, let's get started now."

Seeing the two of them whispering together, Yang Rongrong guessed that they must have bad intentions, so she wanted to go over and listen to what bad ideas they were planning.

But she couldn't leave the temple and couldn't hear anything.

Then she saw the village chief and the Taoist priest running away, and she didn't know what they were going to do.

She walked around the temple, trying to find a weapon to defend herself, but in the end she only found a candlestick that was useful.

There were some giggling sounds outside.

Yang Rongrong walked quickly to the door, peeked out, and saw that the village chief and the Taoist priest had returned, both of them holding buckets full of tung oil.

The two men scooped up tung oil with gourd ladles and poured it on the temple walls.

Yang Rongrong was shocked and angry: "What are you doing? Stop it now!"

The village chief sneered at her, and his men not only continued to move, but became even faster.

The Taoist priest seemed to be reluctant and advised Yang Rongrong: "We have no choice but to use this method to get rid of the monster. If you don't want to be implicated, please come out of the temple quickly."

Yang Rongrong also wanted to go out, but she couldn’t!

The village chief turned to the Taoist priest and said quickly, "Don't waste your time talking to her. We need to act quickly. We can't let anyone see this."

If people knew that he set fire to the mountain temple, the whole village would not let him go. Not only would he lose his position as village chief, but his entire family would also be driven out of the village.

Since Yang Rongrong couldn't get out, there was naturally no way for her to stop them.

She remembered that there was a water tank in the temple, which was filled with water for her to wash and bathe. She hurried to the water tank, scooped water from it with a wooden basin, then quickly ran to the door and poured the water onto the wall.

But she couldn't step out of the door, and the wall she could splash on was very limited.

The village chief and the Taoist priest had poured tung oil all over the outer walls of the entire mountain temple. The village chief glanced at Yang Rongrong, whose face was pale, and smiled smugly: "Let's see if you dare to go against me in the future?" After saying that, he threw the fire starter in his hand away.

The tinder hit the wall, the sparks were attached to the tung oil, and it started burning in an instant.

With the help of tung oil, the fire spread rapidly, and only a small area of ​​the wall where Yang Rongrong had splashed water had not been ignited.

But that small piece of wall did not last long, and soon the entire mountain temple was surrounded by flames.

The temperature in the temple rose suddenly and thick smoke billowed, choking Yang Rongrong and causing her to cough uncontrollably.

She wet the bedding with clean water, wrapped it around herself, and locked herself into a ball, trying to avoid getting burned.

At this point she had already prepared for the worst.

If she died again this time, she would definitely kill the village chief after she reloaded the game.

Outside the mountain temple, the village chief had no idea that he had been recorded in Yang Rongrong's little book of death. He looked at the blazing flames in front of him and felt very happy.

He turned to look at the middle-aged Taoist priest, but saw that he had a heavy expression on his face, so he couldn't help but ask.

"The monster will be burned to death soon, what are you still worried about, Taoist priest?"

"The fire has grown so big, the people and monsters inside should have escaped, but now not only have the people not escaped, but the monsters are nowhere to be seen either."

After hearing this, the village chief realized belatedly that something was wrong.

He asked hurriedly, "Could it be that the monster has already escaped while we were not paying attention?"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said, "No, I have been paying attention and have not seen any trace of the monster. It has definitely not left the mountain temple. But the desire to survive is an instinct. This instinct exists in both humans and monsters. The monster cannot allow itself to be burned to death, unless it is not in the mountain temple at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a powerful demonic force.

Before he could react, he was already pinned to the ground by the demonic power. He felt dizzy and had a stuffy pain in his chest. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

As for the village chief, he had already fallen to the ground, his eyes closed and his face as pale as gold paper, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive.

The middle-aged Taoist was horrified.

He supported himself on the ground with his hands and raised his upper body with difficulty, and saw a huge monster he had never seen before falling from the sky.

The person who came was Heng Ye.

Hengye exhaled evil spirit towards the mountain temple. The powerful evil spirit enveloped the mountain temple, and the raging flames were extinguished completely in an instant.

The surface of the mountain temple had been burned black and emitted a strong burnt smell.

Fortunately, the temple was still intact. When Yang Rongrong heard the noise outside, she hurriedly threw away her wet bedding and ran to the door quickly.

She was overjoyed to see that it was Hengye who came back.

Hengye saw that her face and head were covered in sweat, her eyes were red from the smoke, her body was covered in dust, and she looked dirty and in a mess. Fortunately, she was not injured.

He was about to go forward to comfort her when he heard her scream.

"Don't run away! Hengye, quickly catch that stinky Taoist priest!"

Hengye paused and turned his head to look, only to see the middle-aged Taoist priest staggering down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)