You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 132 The Evil Man and the Gourd

After seeing Zuo Chen standing in front of him, the skinny old man was obviously frightened. He let out a strange cry from his throat and reflexively took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it into Zuo Chen's heart.

Zuo Chen admired his fearless spirit very much. After all, this old man might not even live the day after tomorrow after losing his treasure. It was truly courageous for him to rush forward under such circumstances.

So after breaking the dagger with his bare hands, Zuo Chen slapped him on the forehead.

The old man was instantly electrocuted from the inside out by the rolling thunder, and fell to the ground and died without even struggling.

After seeing this scene, the village girl realized that she had no chance of winning against Zuo Chen head-on. She became ruthless and immediately took out a large red veil from her arms and held it in her palm.

She did not use the prescription on Zuo Chen, but threw the colorful clothes towards the donkey cart!
Zuo Chen glanced in the direction of Caiyi, raised his eyebrows, but didn't even move.

Caiyi seemed to be frightened as well, and let the veil fall directly on her head.

The village girl was slightly stunned, and an expression of ecstasy appeared on her face.

She never expected that her sneak attack would be successful.

Then, as if he was holding a hostage, a pair of eyes glared at Zuo Chen fiercely:

"Taoist, this red veil of mine is not a vegetarian. In order to raise this thing, I have plucked many brides' heads. The evil spirit on it will make even the evil ghosts retreat. With just a slight turn, I can take the girl's head off! I advise you not to act rashly. Stand still here honestly. This way, you may be able to save the girl's life!"

Zuo Chen glanced at her.

"Oh."

Village girl: “?”

What's going on? Didn't the peddler say that the elder aunt and the Taoist priest were traveling companions? They should have a good relationship.

Why does the reaction seem so cold now?
Could it be that the person in the car wasn't an aunt? Just an unlucky passerby?
Just as the village girl was thinking this, Caiyi's voice suddenly came from behind her:
"Hey, this veil is dirty, it doesn't look good."

He was startled and looked back suddenly, only to find that a person in colorful clothes had appeared on the carriage at some point.

One of them had a red veil on her head and was touching her head, looking quite confused.

The other one was squatting beside it, poking and pointing at the red veil, as if he was studying how this evil object worked.

Before he could react, he found Zuo Chen standing beside him with a smile on his face.

"Did you raise this veil yourself?"

"... bought... bought it." The village girl finally understood that based on her abilities, she was no match for these two men!

Now that Zuo Chen was standing next to her, she could hardly even move a finger.

"Where did you buy it?" Zuo Chen asked again with a smile.

"It's deep in this forest." The village girl immediately said, "There is a treasure pavilion in the forest, called the Hunzang Pavilion. All the items sold there are the same as the ones I use. They have a special craftsman who is particularly good at producing this kind of powerful... bad things."

Seeing Zuo Chen remained silent, the village girl hurriedly spoke:
"If you think that place is dirty and filthy, I can take you there! There is a maze array set up by a powerful person. If an uninvited outsider goes there rashly, he will be trapped in the array and will never be able to get out. He will starve to death! Take me with you, and I will definitely satisfy you."

Zuo Chen glanced sideways at the village girl, who immediately gave him a flattering smile.

"Thank you." Zuo Chen said, "No need."

Village girl: “Ah?”

Raising his head slightly, with the help of his Qi-observing technique, Zuo Chen could clearly see many figures circling behind the village girl, their bodies covered in blood, and a river forming under their feet.

They had no eyes or tongues, and some were old and some were young, with their mouths wide open and blood flowing out of all their orifices. They all had many wounds on their bodies, some had a big hole in their chests, some had their stomachs ripped open, some had only a layer of skin on their necks, and some had limbs that were broken and weirdly bent.

Among this group of people, there were young men dressed in gorgeous clothes and beggars dressed in rags.

The shadows lined up in a long queue and all stretched out their left hands, pointing in the direction of the village girl.

Even though they had lost their tongues, Zuo Chen seemed to still be able to hear the deafening cries.

Among the three people who just appeared, Li Dachun had the least murderous and turbid aura.

The village girl in front of me is the one with the most evil aura.

The resentment behind her has solidified into the people she killed, following her like minions.

This village girl was actually introduced in Tang Qi's booklet.

She was a peasant woman from a village in Jingzhou. She was taciturn, but seemed to be lucky enough to marry into a wealthy family.

Originally, everyone in the village envied her for being able to live the life she liked, but unexpectedly, one night in the third year of her marriage, she actually killed her entire family!
Even a three-year-old child was not spared!

Afterwards, she took her family's property and ran into the dense forest, sneaking into a gambling house.

A few days later, she killed all the people in the gambling house and took all the gold and silver for herself.

Zuo Chen didn’t know why the village girl did this. Maybe she had experienced some family changes, or maybe she was simply born with a bad fate, but it didn’t matter to Zuo Chen.

Among the resentful souls she killed, the majority were kind, so Zuo Chen naturally would not show mercy.

He stretched out his hand and touched her right between the eyebrows.

The village girl's whole body tensed up, fearing that her head would explode at the next moment.

However, she soon discovered that she did not feel any pain, and when she looked down, she found that there were no wounds on her body and she did not feel any pain in her internal organs.

It seems that there was no harm.

What's going on? Could it be that this Taoist priest has a kind heart? Is he planning to let her go?

"Look behind you."

The next moment, Zuo Chen's voice sounded next to the village girl's ear. The village girl turned her head subconsciously, but suddenly found rows of long shadows standing behind her.

Those bright red shadows almost filled the entire dense forest, behind the trees, on the treetops, and inside the bushes.

They stood in a neat row behind the village girl, and under their feet there formed a deep red sea of ​​blood, submerging the half-inch high weeds.

"You...you..."

At this moment, the village girl felt that all the hairs and goose bumps on her body exploded at the same time, her pupils shrank sharply, and a sense of fear burst out from her heart.

She recognized these people.

"It's fake, it's all fake, you can't fool me, you can't fool me!"

Obviously, the sudden appearance of the dead had caused a huge impact on her. She couldn't help but lean backwards, took four or five steps back, and bumped into a heavy tree with a bang.

A few leaves fell from the branches and floated down onto the woman's forehead.

She seemed to be able to hold on. However, a man appeared behind the layers of blood.

He was holding a child by his hand.

The man was the only one who did not raise his left hand to point at the woman, because the hand he was supposed to raise was holding his child.

The child also raised his left hand, extended his index finger and pointed at the village girl.

After seeing these two people, the last taut string in the village girl's heart suddenly broke.

He burst into tears and screamed hysterically on the spot, jumping on the spot, and swinging his arms to smash the ancient tree behind him.

The bark was smashed off, and the skin on the arm was also scraped off, revealing the flesh and white bones beneath the skin.

"If you hadn't come back that day, if you hadn't seen me that day, would I have killed you? Why did you come back so early? Why did you accompany two or three people to eavesdrop on me? If you hadn't done that, would I have hurt you? Would I have killed the child? If I hadn't killed you, would I have ended up like this?"

Like a madman, he rushed into the forest, swinging his limbs, his arms moving along with his legs.

And the road she walked on was a bloody road formed by the resentful souls.

She kept avoiding those spirits, running, dancing, singing and making noise.

"Let me wash the dishes, let me wash the dishes, I'll use that wooden barrel to brush your dog head off!"

"How dare you win my silver! Do you know that it is the silver I got from killing people? I chopped off so many heads to save up a few silver ingots. If you use some trickery to take them all, I will chop you off too!"

"You're shortchanging people on the weight of your vegetables. You must have forged the weight yourself! If you're such a mean person, you should eat your food yourself! Let's see if you can choke to death or not."

The village girl was running when she suddenly stopped and looked down.

The child that the man had been leading just now appeared in front of her at some point, all alone.

She stared at the child and shed two lines of tears:
"Why are you my son? Why are you my son?"

He suddenly turned his head.

But it was as if it was a punishment from heaven. There was a branch of the tree next to the village girl, and it seemed that it had been hit by a large animal and broken off. The cut was as sharp as a knife.

"Pfft!"

The half of the tree went straight into her throat.

Her whole body twitched uncontrollably, as if she didn't want to struggle away, but eventually she lost the ability to resist and crashed into the tree and died.

Behind her, the ghosts gathered there, all raised their left hands and pointed at her.

……

Seeing that the village girl was also dead, Zuo Chen retracted his gaze.

He first walked to Caiyi and found that Caiyi was playing tug-of-war with Caiyi who had her head covered, but they still hadn't taken the lid off.

Zuo Chen helplessly passed a breath of true energy between his fingers and pointed it at the veil. The veil immediately lost its evil nature, and the colorful clothes that were holding the veil flew out with a whoosh. With a scream, it flipped over and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Looking at the "Cai Yi" whose head was covered just now, he found that the other party had short hair, with an angry face, his hands around his chest, sitting cross-legged, and seemed very dissatisfied with Cai Yi's behavior of using himself to block the knife.

Zuo Chen only took a glance and realized that this was the colorful little bean soldier, but after the battle with Tang Qi in the deserted village, her bean-turned-soldier skill had come one step closer and had become vivid.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he found that the angry girl suddenly turned back into Little Caiyi, suspended in the air, and sat down on the carriage.

Xiao Caiyi scratched her head, as if she had no idea what had just happened.

Without caring about Caiyi for the time being, Zuo Chen walked to the dead Li Dachun.

He first tapped Li Dachun's body, and immediately a dying insect cry came out of the latter's body. Then a cricket crawled out from his sleeve, its legs twitched a few times, and it rolled over on the spot and fell to the ground and died.

Li Dachun's body had been eaten to pieces, and now his body was deflated, and he could not even die.

He stretched out his hand again, picked up the gourd from the ground, held it in his hand and observed it for a while.

To be honest, when Zuo Chen heard the words "Please turn around, baby", he was really scared, but now looking at this gourd, it seems that there is nothing special about it.

The recipe in it was not some magical method, it was just a simple black magic technique that involved throwing bricks with great force.

Is it just a coincidence?
Thinking of the Nantian tablet in his arms, Zuo Chen felt that it was not just a coincidence.

After thinking about it, he added some strength and crushed it directly.

It’s better to break this evil magic weapon.

……

In the gambling village, a traveling merchant was standing alone in front of a towering stone platform, as if thinking about something. Suddenly, a servant ran over to him and said anxiously:

"Protector, three bosses in the village ran out to fight the Taoist priest and were beaten to death!"

"Sure enough. I knew I couldn't trust these three idiots." The traveling merchant snorted coldly. Although his face looked unhappy, he had obviously anticipated this matter.

These bosses of the gambling village are neither members of Little Joy nor members of Wu Xiangwang, so it is not realistic to expect them to achieve great things.

"Protector, our formation..." the servant asked again, but the traveling merchant waved his hand:

"It doesn't matter if the three of them are gone, as long as the village is still here."

There was another moment of silence:

"I have to go check on that flower-faced gentleman. I haven't seen him for several days. Where did he go?"

He snorted coldly and walked straight towards the residence of the Flower-faced Young Man.

Soon, he arrived at the door of the tall house, knocked on the door, and said:

"Is the gentleman available?"

There was no answer.

The traveling merchant frowned.

"Is my lord here? I'm going in!"

He kicked it away without any courtesy.

The whole door opened to both sides in response, and the traveling merchant also snorted.

No response to this?
Could it be that he ran away?
He frowned and walked into the house.

(End of this chapter)