I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 234: War breaks out (Special thanks to the fan event - 'Wang Rao')
Wangshan City, outside the south gate.

Hua Qianmian ran out of breath and saw that most of the city wall in front of him had collapsed, leaving only ruins that were crumbling.

Snowflakes fell from the dark red sky, and the cold wind became more biting.

"Damn God, are you going to let me live?"

Hua Qianmian cursed angrily. It was already cold in the middle of the winter night, and there was such a big earthquake. If it started snowing, the little bastards would be dead if they were crushed underneath!
There were gusts of cold wind, and a huge team of people carrying coffins had caught up. Hua Qianmian looked around and saw ghosts carrying coffins in the west and east. There were even a few teams that climbed over the collapsed city wall and entered the city.

"Five ghost soldiers, listen to my orders!"

A clear shout came from the south. Hua Qianmian, with his agile martial arts skills, quickly jumped onto a tree and looked towards the south.

Among the many ghosts carrying coffins, there was a female Taoist priest holding an iron sword, shaking a Taoist bell, with yellow talismans flying all over the sky. She was accompanied by five ghost shadows, trying her best to stop one of the coffins.

The ghosts carrying the coffin were driven away by the female Taoist priest, and yellow talismans fell all over the coffin. Five ghosts appeared under the coffin, intending to take over the coffin and carry it away.

Hua Qianmian sensed an extremely ominous aura. The coffin made her feel a chilling fear from the depths of her soul.

"Thousand-Faced God, save us, save us..."

The children's prayers and calls still linger in my mind.

"What are you arguing about? I'm coming!"

Hua Qianmian made a sound of disgust, quickly climbed down from the tree, and ran into the city.

South.

Yao Zhen just noticed that there was someone behind him. Before he could call for help, he felt that person leaving quickly. Yao Zhen cursed inwardly.

The coffin containing the corpse nest was hanging in the air, and the five ghosts were fighting with the coffin-carrying ghost for the coffin.

If there wasn't already a corpse nest in the coffin, the five ghosts would be transferred into the coffin the moment they were touched by the coffin-carrying ghost, and would be suppressed by the coffin and unable to escape.

At this moment, the ghost carrying the coffin touched the five ghosts, and the five ghosts froze in place and could not move.

Yao Zhen couldn't help shaking all over, an abnormal frost appeared on his body, and the faint blood lines connected to the Five Ghosts.

The five ghosts have been draining her blood and soul power to maintain their form and resist the coffin-carrying ghosts.

Her teeth were chattering, her face was pale, her eyes were dark, her cheeks began to sunken, and she gradually showed a state of exhaustion.

The most difficult thing is her soul, which is enduring the torture of extreme cold in the fourth layer of the Nine Netherworlds, the Dark Cold Prison, and is in fear of dying all the time. This fear is the source of the five ghosts' power.

Two voices began to appear in Yaozhen's heart.

Go, Yaozhen, don’t care about the life or death of these people, they don’t know you. If you don’t leave, you will die here, and your soul will fall into the netherworld after death. The next time someone summons the five ghosts, you will be one of them!
Hang on a little longer, Yaozhen, and think about your master. If you run back like this, your master will look down on you and say that you are a coward and that he saved you in vain!
"Master would never say that to me!"

The hands of the five ghosts that were holding the coffin were forcefully pried open by the ghost carrying the coffin. The five ghosts were unable to sustain their strength and their bodies became erratic.

The coffin-carrying ghost regained control of the coffin and continued to move forward, getting closer and closer to Wangshan City. The corpse nest sensed the breath of the corpse and banged the coffin lid more and more violently, trying to get out.

Let’s go, Yaozhen. Your own life is the most important. They are people who have nothing to do with you.

Do you want to disappoint the master? Have you forgotten the master's aspirations?

"Shut up, everyone!"

Yao Zhen screamed, her body limp as she fell to her knees, watching the coffin pass by her.

Her life was hanging by a thread, and fear almost took over her entire mind.

But it was not enough. Haruma's body was still trembling. She closed her eyes and tried hard to recall the things that scared her the most since she was a child.

When she was eight years old, all her family members died and she was the only one left.

Because of the birthmark on her face, everyone said that she was the reincarnation of an evil spirit and that she was the one who killed her family.

They threw stones at her, they tied her up, and according to someone's advice, they cut her neck to let the blood, and threw her into the wheat field as a sacrifice to the wheat spirit, praying for a good harvest.

The feeling of bleeding, wanting to live but unable to break free from the ropes, desperately calling for help but only hearing malicious laughter, and the pain of countless needles piercing the body, have been Haruma's biggest fears over the years.

So, Haruma, people are the most evil in this world, they are more vicious than ghosts. What are you doing? Why are you risking your life to save those people who are evil to their core?
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut your stinky mouth!"

Yaozhen pounded the ground in agony, tears streaming down uncontrollably. What she wanted was a sense of fear, not a lecture!
The greatest fear in his heart was released, like a shot of adrenaline, and the five ghosts' erratic shadows settled down again. Yao Zhen stood up with the help of his sword, a defiant smile on his face, and the birthmark, bright red like fire, burned fiercely.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, punish the evil!"

With a sweep of the sword, the evil ghosts retreated and the coffin fell into the hands of the five ghosts again. Yaozhen led the five ghosts and retreated step by step, carrying the coffin away from Wangshan City.

Yaozhen, please hold on, just like you did back then. If you don’t hold on, how can you meet your master and live a good life?

Just... hold on a little longer, just a little longer!
*
Inside the city gate.

The sudden appearance of the ghost carrying the coffin blocked the group of people who were about to escape and forced them to return.

The team that was originally organized by a few day tour guides suddenly fell into chaos, and everyone fled in panic.

Those wealthy merchants who could afford to buy amulets and other items to ward off evil spirits took out their own things.

As soon as the talisman was revealed, people who were anxious to stay alive immediately reached out to grab it. The rich businessmen were knocked down and trampled upon, and their life-saving belongings were snatched away. They cried out helplessly.

Along with the ghosts carrying the coffin into the city, there were other evil spirits. Strange laughter, crying, and voices calling people's names were heard in the wind.

Some people are unlucky and are hung in the air by the rope as soon as they raise their heads. Some people are lucky and grab other people's exorcism talismans to ward off the female ghost who suddenly attacks them.

One of the teams of ghosts carrying the coffin suddenly stopped and dropped the coffin. Four green-faced ghosts suddenly appeared next to the day traveler who was only concerned with protecting himself in the crowd.

With a clapping of the four ghost hands, the Japanese envoy couldn't even resist and was instantly transferred into the coffin. He didn't even know when he had received the money to buy his life.

Qin Ze was also in the crowd, protecting his wife and children, and there were people pushing and shoving around all around.

"Dad - dad -"

The two children cried loudly in fear, and were held tightly in the arms of Qin Ze's wife Lian Wan'er. They were knocked around by the fleeing crowd, and someone in front of them had been pushed down and trampled underfoot.

Seeing this, Qin Ze had no choice but to release the water plants on his body and use them to separate those people to prevent them from bumping into his wife and children.

At this time and in this situation, he can't save everyone.

Suddenly, another coffin fell to the ground, and everyone held their breath.

The ghosts carrying the coffin around the coffin slowly turned around and looked towards the crowd.

Qin Ze's whole body stiffened, and he keenly felt the gaze of the coffin-bearing ghost, but this gaze was not directed at him, but at his little son who was hugging his legs tightly at this time.

Qin Ze was panicking, his eyes were wide open and his pupils were trembling. While the ghost carrying the coffin hadn't made any move yet, he quickly asked Lian Wan'er while searching the child's body.

"Have you... have you collected or picked up any valuables in the past two days?"

Lian Wan'er kept shaking her head and was unable to think at all at this moment.

Qin Ze first found a red string that was not there before on his youngest son's neck. On the red string hung a coin for evil-averting. When Qin Ze touched the coin, it quickly became old and covered with dark red rust, like blood.

Lian Wan'er was trembling with fear, "It was the money given by Ruyi Tower to ward off evil. I wanted to give it to Erlang as a lucky gift on New Year's Eve, but he insisted on having it right away, so I put it on him."

The water plants around Qin Ze that protected him from other people began to tremble along with his hands. He clenched the coin tightly, squatted down and faced his youngest son, who would be four years old after New Year's Eve, and forced a kind smile.

"Erlang, Daddy likes this coin very much. Would you like to give it to Daddy?"

The little boy still had tears on his face. He nodded and said in a baby voice, "Mom said, give this money to Daddy for blessing. Daddy will be safe!"

Lian Wan'er was already crying, she also knew the rules of the life-buying money. Now that the life-buying money was in Qin Ze's hands, unless someone voluntarily took the money from him, he would definitely be captured by the ghost carrying the coffin.

The ghost carrying the coffin shifted his gaze from the little boy to Qin Ze. Qin Ze stood up and said something to Lian Wan'er.

"I'll be fine, take good care of the kids and wait for me!"

Lian Wan'er covered her mouth and nodded with tears in her eyes.

The coffin-bearing ghosts didn't give them any time to say goodbye. As soon as the four coffin-bearing ghosts disappeared from the side of the coffin, Qin Ze spread out the water plants on his body with all his strength to push away the people around him, and ran in the opposite direction of the crowd with the money tightly grasped.

The ghost carrying the coffin kept dodging and chasing relentlessly.

"father--"

*
In the north of the city, there is the Salesian Bureau.

After waking up from the dream, Liu Tianyou ran to the Children's Welfare Bureau immediately and encouraged people living nearby to help rescue people.

There were nearly two hundred orphans in the entire Salesian Children's Bureau, and only a little over a hundred were finally rescued.

Those who were caught and eaten by Grandma Yin in their dreams did not wake up, and many were completely buried underground and could not be dug out.

The main structures of most of the houses nearby were able to remain intact, allowing the people below to have more living space. Only the house of the Orphanage Bureau was completely shattered by the earthquake.

Liu Tianyou looked at the ruins in front of him with resentment, and secretly swore in his heart that if he became an official in the future, he would definitely punish these corrupt officials!

"Don't be afraid, just follow me."

Liu Tianyou took the children and the surviving people nearby and prepared to go to the Xiesi in the west of the city to seek help.

These children were all very sensible, and even more patient than the adults. They were obviously very scared, but they all forced themselves not to cry. No one dared to fall behind, and even with wounds all over their bare feet, they ran desperately, trying to keep up.

But God wants us to die, and the way to escape will not be smooth.

Liu Tianyou's legs were suddenly hugged by something cold and hard, and his hair stood on end instantly. At the same time, many frightened screams were heard around him.

When he lowered his head, he saw a baby with a dark blue body, painted with various colors of oil paint, with a big head and a small body, hugging his legs.

Many people have also encountered this kind of baby and swung their legs in fear, trying to get rid of the baby.

The baby opened its bloody mouth, full of dirty fangs, and bit the person's leg hard. The person who was bitten twitched twice and died immediately.

Liu Tianyou took out an exorcism talisman from his arms and pressed it against the baby's face before he was bitten.

Black smoke hissed out and the baby fled in pain.

"Hehe! With so many little babies, I can refine a lot of infant spirits. Let's keep them all!"

A dwarf man with his face painted like a clown and a bunch of pigtails on his head appeared, jumping and laughing, and greedily looked at the group of children surrounded by many infant spirits.

Liu Tianyou swallowed hard, feeling that he was really dead this time. What was the point of him trying to be a hero?

Behind him, the group of children all closed their eyes and prayed quickly, "Lord Thousand-Faced God, save us, save us!"

Liu Tianyou laughed. What’s the point of praying to a wild god at this time!

"Bastard thing!"

"who!"

A shoe flew from a distance and the harlequin dwarf raised his hand to catch it.

Liu Tianyou and the other children turned their heads and saw Hua Qianmian, who looked like a girl, wearing only one shoe, appear at the street corner. She put her hands on her waist, took a breath, stood up and started cursing.

"Fuck you! You ugly thing dared to touch my incense sticks! Do you believe that I will step your head into the cesspool?"

boom!
There was a loud bang from the direction of Zhenxiesi, and the mountain collapsed again. Then the entire sky strangely transformed into the appearance of an ink painting.

In the city, a fierce battle broke out!
Special thanks to [Wang Rao], who posted the most in the fan recommendation activity. Not only did he post a lot of posts, but the quality of them was also very high. I will add more posts to thank you.

I have updated more than 10,000 words today, and the additional updates end here. There will be additional updates tomorrow as a thank you for the event.

See you tomorrow~