Fire Monster

Chapter 41: Strange Mist
In one breath, Zhao Guanshan circulated his vigorous vitality nine times.

With each cycle, his vitality became a little more stable, not much, just a little. But after nine times, the cumulative effect was still considerable.

Judging from his own feelings, he had refined and refined his vitality by at least 40%.

At this point he no longer had to fear the Gun God's presence in the world.

If he directly practiced the fifth area and refined Qi for five cycles, there would definitely be no problem.

However, he really tasted the benefits, and now he didn't want to rush to move forward, because he saw, or rather, he found a path that the teachers in the Taoist Academy had never talked about. Perhaps this is the path that only Taoist Qigong practitioners would take.

Slowly standing up, he felt as if he had grown a little taller and stronger. The feeling of standing on the ground, as steady as a mountain, was unprecedented.

The energy and spirit of my whole body has more than doubled compared to yesterday, but it is not vigorous, blooming, or explosive, but rather heavy, solid, and inherent.

Last night, when his body fire was at its strongest and most out of control, he could make the imperial oil lamp glow brightly just by touching it, but now there was no reaction at all.

However, with just a thought, or even no thought at all, as long as his body sensed danger, the vital energy in his body would be mobilized faster and more agilely than ever before.

This is a state of holding a sharp sword, being able to handle it with ease, and hiding it without revealing it.

Zhao Guanshan nodded with satisfaction, but listened carefully in confusion. His feeling told him that this should be the time when the cock crowed at dawn every day, the time-telling instrument. Why was there no movement?

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, followed by Yang Mao's loud, anxious voice.

"Zhao Guanshan! Zhao Guanshan! Hurry up and get up! Something terrible has happened!"

Grass!
Zhao Guanshan was startled and quickly opened the door, but before he could speak, he saw a layer of strange black fog covering the outside, as if there were countless black threads crisscrossing, but when he waved his hand, it would not touch any substance.

Weird fog?

Zhao Guanshan was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood up. He walked out immediately and closed the door of his room. Facing this strange fog, only a level 2 Imperial Seal Hut could be exempt from protection. A level 1 Imperial Seal Hut would still be penetrated by small amounts continuously, eventually causing damaging exposure.

"Zhao Guanshan, come and take a look. The bodies of those who died last night are all gone. The worst thing is that the entrance and exit of our Poor Alley is gone. No one can get out!"

Yang Mao spoke quickly, then pulled Zhao Guanshan and ran, but Zhao Guanshan exerted a little force and Yang Mao failed to pull him.

"Oh my god, what's wrong with you? Am I too weak, or are you too strong? Or have I stayed in the strange fog for too long and am hallucinating?"

Yang Mao was almost frightened and stuttered.

Zhao Guanshan shook off his hand calmly, and the next second, the Imperial Seal Oil Lamp was pressed on his forehead like lightning, emitting a bright light that almost blinded Yang Mao's eyes.

"Oh my god, what are you doing!"

Yangmao wailed and jumped out quickly, like a little Teddy bear screaming with its tail torn off.

But the good news is that Yang Mao is fine.

"We were careless last night. After all, we lacked on-the-spot experience. We should have checked it again carefully."

Zhao Guanshan sighed. The first thing he thought of was that the strange fog was most likely related to Liu Erya's big belly. This was the only possibility. He thought his dispelling rune could cure all diseases, but he never thought that there would still be some that slipped through the net.

As a result, the evil demon that escaped was given a whole night to deploy and develop, and now it was their turn to have a headache.

Yang Mao also showed an expression of regret and shame on his face. In fact, as a martial arts student, he should have understood better than Zhao Guanshan, a liberal arts student, and should have known better how to deal with the aftermath of last night. However, he was so panicked that he was only concerned with taking care of Liu Erya and completely forgot what the teacher had said.

"So what should we do now? This is a Level 1 strange fog. If it is not contained, it may escalate to Level 2 by tonight at the latest. By then, if there is no external reinforcement, except for your Level 2 Imperial Seal Hut, no one else will survive."

Yang Mao also realized the seriousness of the problem.

Zhao Guanshan frowned, but said nothing more, and walked quickly towards the entrance of the slum alley.

The strange fog was not too serious at this time, and the visibility was about 50 meters. You could see the dim lights of the imperial seal huts, and some men and women with numb expressions walking out.

According to the standards given by the Taoist Academy, it should be classified as level one strange fog.

"Everyone go back, didn't you see the strange fog appear?"

Zhao Guanshan shouted loudly to warn, but some of the men and women turned a deaf ear to him, while others just rolled their eyes in response.

"What are you yelling about? It's just a strange fog. Don't make a fuss. We still have to go to work." A man in his twenties said indifferently, with a look of gloating on his face.

“Zhao Guanshan, why don’t you worry about them? They all took the Demon Sealing Potion yesterday. Counting the one they took today, it’s exactly two stages. The strange fog is only level one now. They are not afraid at all!”

Yang Mao chased after him and glared at the man.

But the other party looked back at him without hesitation, and it seemed that some kind of fixed-format conversation was about to take place.

Zhao Guanshan was too lazy to pay attention and quickened his pace. At the same time, he quickly collected environmental information along the way, compared the number of imperial seal huts that lit up this morning and last night, and quickly thought of countermeasures.

First of all, this situation is very likely to appear in the martial arts textbooks. The martial arts teachers will explain all the evil demon invasion incidents that have happened and are of comparable level. I just don't know if there is any martial arts student who can remember them all. After all, martial arts also has compulsory and elective courses.

There were more and more people in front of me, all of them were getting ready for work and school.

There are 200 households in the entire Slum Lane. Even if some of them died, after deducting the martial artists and martial artists' apprentices who went to serve at the Imperial Seal Great Wall, the number of people left is still quite considerable.

"What's going on? Make way, make way, I still have to go to work!"

Someone in front shouted impatiently, but it was the crowd that blocked the way. The overall shape of the slum alley was a gourd, with a small entrance and a big belly.

Huluwei, the easternmost part, is only fifty meters wide and can accommodate four imperial seal huts side by side.

The widest part of the belly is in the middle, which is five hundred meters wide and can accommodate dozens of imperial seal huts side by side.

At the westernmost Hulukou, the road is only 30 meters wide. In addition to two imperial huts used for patrol teams to rest, there is a five-meter-wide road.

Then there were no other exits, all surrounded by two-meter-high stone walls.

It is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

However, this kind of layout of slum alleys is very common in the slums of Linjiang Prefecture. People living here not only do not feel restricted in their activities, but feel very safe instead.

Even Zhao Guanshan didn't think there was anything wrong with this layout. Why should civilian areas be square?

It was not until this moment that a hint of doubt flashed through my mind.

"Those at the back, why are you pushing so hard? There's no way out!"

"Everyone, retreat, retreat. I am Li Guangyu, the captain of the extra-special patrol team of the 9th Brigade of the Northern Camp of the Demon Suppression Division. I have the final say here. Everyone, retreat!"

"I want to go to work, don't stop me!"

"Fuck you, which son of a bitch touched my breasts!"

"..."

The scene was in chaos.

Zhao Guanshan immediately stepped back when he saw it. It was so chaotic that he couldn't see any clues and it would only be a waste of time.

At this time, Yang Mao also caught up from behind, looking at him in surprise, and said quickly: "Er Ya and I got up very early today. We thought about what happened last night, and the more we thought about it, the more scared we became. We were afraid that there was something hidden in her stomach, so we wanted to go out early and go to the Taoist temple to ask for help from the teacher. As a result, after we walked out of the alley, we found that we were in Huluwei again. It was like a ghost wall. No, it was much more serious than a ghost wall."

Zhao Guanshan frowned even more as he listened, but he couldn't rule out the possibility that this guy might be having some kind of hallucination.

After all, what happened last night was the weirdest.

"Where's Arya?"

"She is still in the Imperial Seal Hut. I didn't dare let her out, but you must believe me. From last night till now, Arya has been in good condition." Yang Mao said hurriedly.

Zhao Guanshan stared into his eyes to confirm whether he was lying.

"Let's go check on her. The strange fog must be related to what happened last night. Don't think about hiding the truth from your loved ones! Have you learned everything that the Taoist master taught you?"

"I didn't! I told you, Arya is doing fine now."

Yang Mao felt wronged, but he had no choice but to follow Zhao Guanshan back.

(End of this chapter)