Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 124 Refugees

But the release time just now was a bit too long. It took a full ten seconds of brewing before a few wisps of arcs could be released smoothly around the body, and they were fleeting and looked like electric sparks. It was of no great use, and It's really too slow and a bit tasteless.

However, according to the art of Taiping, you only need to set up and apply a formula yourself, and practice it continuously, and it will naturally be shortened quickly. Finally, with a change of mind, it can be as smooth as thunder in the palm of your hand.

As for Zhang Jiao, he naturally used these four words: the sky is dead, Huang Tian is standing, the age is nine years old, and the world is auspicious.

You have to think carefully about what fixed statement you want to use as a mantra.

The previous spells, whether they were hand techniques or spells, were all about concentrating his energy and being more focused on performing them. With the assistance of the attribute panel, he was not afraid.

Seeing that Wen Lianggong didn't answer him, Unlocker Zhang didn't say anything more. After all, the Taoist master in front of him had so many secrets, and his martial arts value was so exaggerated that he thought he was not practicing martial arts, but cultivating immortality.

At that moment, he was filled with the joy of the huge value gained, and he didn't care what the Taoist did.

He happily wiped the jade bracelet: "When I go out this time, I will really give up and go beg Xiaoli!"

Wen Lianggong said unhappily: "I beg you, can you please stop setting up flags randomly in a place like this?!"

After being slapped, Ruo Hanchan, who covered the back of his head and opened the door, bared his teeth and grinned, didn't dare to say anything. He just nodded repeatedly and grinned stupidly while holding a large number of treasures.

Wen Lianggong no longer hesitated. Looking at the reading prompts of the memory fragments, he silently said yes in his heart.

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"Brother, you, you go first, I can't walk anymore!"

Just when Wen Lianggong's vision became clear, he heard this childish and weak voice in his ears. His heart moved slightly, but he did not take over Zhang Jiao's body movements, but let the memory fragments develop.

Looking from an angle, he turned to look at the thin young man behind him who was holding a stick and wearing rags, with a trace of despair on his face.

"Chonghuan, don't give up, I'll take care of you!"

Zhang Jue cheered up and carried Zhang Bao on his back without any explanation, and said: "If you keep persisting, we will arrive at the county seat soon. I heard that there are good people serving porridge there. If we don't leave here..."

He looked around and saw that there were refugees all around him, their expressions were numb and they seemed to be dying, but he knew in his heart that once Zhang Bao fell here, there would only be one end, and he would become the food of these guys.

Zhang Liang, who had been silent next to him, stepped forward to hold Zhang Bao with both hands, trying to reduce the weight Zhang Jue was carrying.

The three of them said nothing more and gritted their teeth all the way to the county seat. The three of them kept walking among the refugees. Refugees who couldn't hold on continued to fall down on the road, and then they were stopped by a group of people with bloodshot eyes and sparse teeth. The homeless man with thin hair was dragged into the grass nearby, and then there was a creepy chewing sound.

The old man walking with a stick on the side saw Zhang Jiao and the others, staring at the malicious refugees around them with vigilance, and said quietly: "Sparse hair, sparse teeth, red eyes and fingertips, looks like cannibalism, young people, you have to be careful. .”

Zhang Jiao let out a breath after hearing this, and was about to thank his father-in-law, but found that the old man turned his head, staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes, grinning at the three of them with a pair of sparse teeth, and a trace of saliva flowing from his mouth. .

"The young man's meat is fresh and tender, even if it is eaten raw, it is extremely delicious!"

Zhang Jue pursed his lips, saying there was nothing more. Just when he was about to do something, Wen Lianggong understood the situation and completely took over Zhang Jue's body. After all, this is a world constructed from memory fragments in the attribute panel. Naturally, Wen Lianggong can follow Wen Lianggong's actions. The trajectory changes. Before understanding this mechanism, Wen Lianggong even thought that this was a real world.

Weak, really weak!

Feeling the waves of weakness coming from the young man's body, Wen Lianggong let out a long breath, gently put Zhang Bao down, and stretched his arms.

Seeing this, Zhang Bao thought that Zhang Liang was not strong enough anymore, and said with a little sadness, but with determination: "Brother, let's go, you go first!"

"Don't rush."

Wen Lianggong touched his body leisurely and found out a small half piece of cake. It seemed that it had been left for too long and was as hard as a stone.

This is a life-saving thing. Once one of the three brothers cannot resist hunger first, this piece of cake can save a life.

As soon as this small half piece of cake was taken out, many of the refugees who had been paying attention to the three young men all had their expressions slightly moved. Then a man with a relatively strong build and a hatchet in his waist couldn't hold it in anymore and stepped forward. He wanted to snatch the cake from Wen Lianggong's hand.

Wen Lianggong raised his hand slightly to avoid the man's hand, and at the same time took two steps back and looked at him calmly.

The man's heart was inexplicably frightened by Wen Lianggong's deep gaze, but his face showed an uncharacteristically ferocious look.

"Bring me the food!"

When the surrounding refugees noticed this movement, they stopped taking action and just observed quietly. Once they got the opportunity, they would not let it go.

"Julu suffered from bandits. Those soldiers who were unable to catch the bandits killed the good ones and took credit for their merits. The whole villages and towns were massacred. They were clearly the dens of bandits. Moreover, due to the severe drought this year, survival was difficult. The bare land was hundreds of miles away, and the officials imposed excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes. , the people are in dire straits, we tried our best to take out two of them and fell on the road, not helping each other, just thinking about eating each other, wait and see what you look like now, even if you get to the county seat, those officials will see you look like this , will you let them go?"

Wen Lianggong's words silenced the people around him. The strong man let out a sigh of relief and stared at Wen Lianggong.

"You can't survive, why bother with so many things?"

As he spoke, the strong man pounced on Wen Lianggong, trying to push him to the ground.

Wen Lianggong's eyes moved slightly, and he stuffed the half piece of cake into his mouth, slowly softened it with saliva and ate it. At the same time, he made a slight mistake in his steps and bowed slightly, and easily avoided the opponent's embrace.

Seeing Wen Lianggong eating the piece of cake without hesitation, the strong man roared and swung his fist towards Wen Lianggong's head and face.

Zhang Jue on the side, with his head down, rushed over with all his strength, trying to hug the strong man around the waist. Wen Lianggong glanced at him and didn't pay much attention.

He stepped forward, not retreating but moving forward. His five fingers were gathered together, shaped like a bird's beak, and he twisted his waist and abdomen to exert force. The force was transmitted to his shoulders and arms, and finally he drew a beautiful arc in mid-air to gain additional strength. Down, he stabbed the strong man's throat violently.

despair!

There was a clearly audible crisp sound, and the strong man's outstretched fist fell weakly, then he covered his neck, opened his mouth, and fell to his knees in fear.

He opened and closed his mouth, trying to say something, but he could only make a 'hissing' sound. Finally, he lay on the ground and struggled for a while, completely motionless.

(I wish you all a happy New Year and a new atmosphere in the new year)

(End of this chapter)