Shushan: Extinction

Chapter 25 Encountering the Mosquito Demon
After the master and his two servants left Lijiaba, they headed back to the county town.

We had walked this mountain road once yesterday, and the return trip should have been faster, but Gong Tianwu was busy studying the True Feather Heart Sutra along the way, so his speed was actually much slower.

By noon, there was a half-acre pond beside the mountain path. The stream above continuously flowed into it. The water in the pond was clear and the fish swimming below seemed to be hovering in mid-air. The mountain view was excellent.

The three of them went down to a large flat rock beside the pond to rest for a while, and ate some dry food before continuing on their way. What they ate at this time was the glutinous rice cakes they bought from Lijiazhai.

In addition, everyone took a big sip of the bamboo tube wine that Shayang carried on his back. This was not because he was greedy for wine, but because drinking alcohol could speed up blood circulation and effectively relieve the fatigue and soreness of a long journey.

After eating and drinking, Gong Tianwu sat by the pool to wash his feet and face. The cool water flowed across his cheeks, and he immediately felt refreshed, and all his fatigue was swept away.

The village chief was old, so he must chew the glutinous rice cakes slowly. After all, the soybeans and peanuts in them would pose a severe test to his loose teeth. So when the village chief went to the pond to wash, he was almost a cup of tea slower than the other two.

As a result, after he entered the pond, he scooped up some water and wiped his face, then suddenly frowned and said:

"Why does this water taste a little weird?"

After hearing this, Shayang immediately came forward, scooped up some water and sniffed it, then immediately said in a deep voice:
"It smells like blood!"

The situation in Qingtan was clearly visible. The three of them immediately looked towards the upper reaches of the Qingxi River that flowed into the pool. However, there was a steep slope about five or six meters high. The Qingxi River turned into a small waterfall here, just blocking everyone's view.

The village chief frowned, slapped the curious Shayang on the back of his head, and said in a deep voice:

"Let's go, and mind our own business when we're out in the world."

So they all quickly packed up their luggage and climbed up the nearby mountain path to prepare to leave.

But at this moment, a "crackling" sound was heard nearby. The three turned around and immediately discovered that a monster had rushed down from the stream, struggling hard in the water, half floating and half sinking, and the sound was made by its wings flapping on the water.

Gong Tianwu looked at it carefully and couldn't help but take a breath and said:

"Isn't this a flower-legged tiger?"

The flower-legged tiger is certainly not a tiger, but a kind of poisonous mosquito that is a local specialty. Its legs are black and white with circles around them. People who are bitten will develop a big swelling that will take two or three days to go away. It can be said that it is extremely painful.

But an ordinary flower-legged tiger is at most the size of a little finger, while the thing that was washed down at this time was huge, with wings and legs almost as big as a buffalo. The water splashed two or three feet away when its wings flapped. Under normal circumstances, how could there be such a huge poisonous creature?
Not only that, Gong Tianwu also saw that there was a cut of more than half a meter in the guy's abdomen. Even at this time, there were strands of blood flowing out. The dark red internal organs were also squeezed out and floating in the water, and there was also a faint yellow shadow inside.

Obviously, the source of the bloody smell that the village chief had smelled before has been found.

The village chief was well-informed. He squinted his eyes and stared at it for a few seconds before saying:
"This guy must have had the good fortune to suck the blood of a transformed demon, so he was able to grow so big. Unlike those half-demons, he is already a real demon. This thing probably went to steal the blood of a demon again, and was discovered and beaten like this."

At this time, Shayang suddenly gave instructions excitedly:

"Grandpa! Look, this guy actually has a golden guts, a golden guts!"

Gong Tianwu looked in the direction that Shayang pointed, and immediately realized that it was the yellow shadow on the wound of the demon mosquito that he had seen. To be honest, this thing was a bit shit-yellow, and it was not worthy of the word "gold" at all.

The village chief seemed to be interested, but immediately frowned and said:
"Let's focus on the safety of the young master. Let's not make things complicated. Let's go!"

But at this moment, Gong Tianwu noticed that a faint red light suddenly shone around the body of the Flower-legged Demon Mosquito in front of him, and then a prompt popped up in front of him:
"You can get 1 temporary karma point by getting rid of this monster, but you will also have to bear the corresponding karma."

Gong Tianwu was curious in his heart:
"What does a temporary causal point mean?"

Kang responded promptly:
"Temporary causal points can only be used in this life. When your physical body in this life dies, they will become invalid."

Gong Tianwu looked at the pitiful 0/22 karma points displayed on his screen, and immediately said to the village chief in a righteous manner:

"If this monster becomes powerful, I don't know how many innocent people nearby will die under its jaws. Today, I happened to hit it when it was at its weakest. It means that God has a vision and wants to use me to get rid of it! This is also accumulating good karma."

Since Gong Tianwu had spoken, and most importantly, the monster seemed to be seriously injured, the village chief nodded and said to Shayang:
"Okay, then get ready."

Then the village chief took out a bag of gray-white powder from his arms, poured most of it into a bamboo tube filled with water and stirred it into a paste. Then Shayang took off the hunting bow behind him, dipped the arrowhead in the paste, bent the bow, put the arrow on, and began to aim.

In the vicinity of southern Xinjiang, the sightings of half-demons, monsters, and ghosts are not uncommon, and these guys are much more ferocious than ordinary wild beasts.

Therefore, people who travel outside will bring incense ashes from mountain god temples, land god temples, and city god temples, mix them with water, and smear them on weapons. Not only is it easy to obtain, it can also cause extra damage to monsters, so it is also called Po Sha San.

An old veteran like Zhai Gong brought incense ashes specially obtained from the main hall of Tianhe Temple. You should know that this place was once the dojo of Buddhist Master Zhigong, and the effect of eliminating demons is even better here!
Shayang was also an experienced hunter. He shot an arrow and hit the demon mosquito on the back. The arrow shaft penetrated more than three inches deep. A puff of green smoke immediately emerged from the hit position, as if a red-hot iron was pressed on it.

Gong Tianwu was a little puzzled as to why he didn't shoot at the vital part of the head. The village chief bent his bow and drew his arrow while explaining in a low voice:

"Shayang is not sure that he can kill this monster with one arrow, so let's first destroy its flying ability. Because if it succeeds in flying, it will be troublesome. I don't think any of the three of us will survive."

After being hit by the arrow, the demon mosquito struggled frantically and looked very painful. It flapped its wings and splashed the water nearby, which spread five or six meters away. At the same time, it made a threatening "hissing" growl.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of light on this guy's wings, and then Gong Tianwu saw Shayang shrink his head and dodge. He also felt a gust of wind blowing in his face, and he was blown back five or six steps, and his eyeballs were a little sore!

Looking next to him at this time, a big tree broke with a "crackling" sound, and then collapsed with a loud bang, splashing leaves and dust all over the sky.

"Be careful! It's a magic wind blade!" The village chief shouted and hurriedly asked Gong Tianwu to hide behind a nearby rock.

Then the village chief and Shayang found a hiding place, drew their bows at the same time, and shot out sharp arrows soaked in the Sha-Breaking Powder. Each arrow caused the demon mosquito great pain and took away some of its life force.

It was also its fate to die. After being seriously injured, it encountered such a disaster again. Soon it could only twitch in the water, without the strength to resist.

At this time, Gong Tianwu spoke:
"Village Lord, it is no longer able to resist. Let me practice my courage."

So the two men stopped shooting. Gong Tianwu asked Shayang for the bow and arrow and then aimed and shot arrows one by one.

Among the six arts of a gentleman, the first and second are propriety and music, and the third is archery. Of course, this certainly does not require you to become a sharpshooter, but hitting the target from thirty steps away is the passing line.

At the same time, bows and arrows were not rare in the Xie family. Gong Tianwu had been practicing archery for five or six years and his accuracy was pretty good. When the fourth arrow hit the demon mosquito's head, a prompt finally came on the retina. He successfully killed the demon mosquito and obtained 1 temporary cause and effect point.

Unlike ordinary causal points, this thing is light red in color and flashes every few seconds.

After knowing that the demon mosquito was dead, Gong Tianwu was about to go into the water to fish it out, but the village chief was old and cunning, so he asked his son to shoot two more arrows, and then waited for almost five minutes before taking action.

At this time, there were people passing by on the mountain road nearby, and of course they ran over to watch. But when they saw that Sha Yang was tall and strong, wearing a sword and carrying a bow, and Gong Tianwu was dressed like a scholar in a green robe, even if they had any other thoughts, they suppressed them.

After fishing the demon mosquito out of the water, the village chief cut off its head with a knife, cut off a pair of complete wings, and took out the fist-sized golden gall from its internal organs. He then bowed to the people around him, saying that those who meet are destined to meet, and the rest will be shared by those who see it. Then he left with his son and Gong Tianwu.

The dozen or so people watching nearby cheered and rushed forward.

This demon mosquito is not like the half-demon that has just transformed. Every part of its body is worth some money. Especially the witch doctors in the Miao villages deep in the mountains like to collect the scraps of this monster, then mix them with herbs and burn them into ashes, which are top-quality psychic materials.

After the village chief led the two men to walk two or three miles quickly, they suddenly turned onto a small path for people collecting herbs nearby, then walked two or three hundred meters in and ambushed behind a large rock on the side of the road.

At this time, the village chief took out another gourd bottle from his arms, which contained a black and sticky substance that smelled pungent and spicy. Shayang approached and carefully smeared the substance on the arrow.

Gong Tianwu whispered:

"what is this?"

Village Justice:
"Heimiao's secret medicine is almost ineffective once blood is seen, but it doesn't work on monsters."

Probably less than a cup of tea later, five people were seen hurriedly catching up from behind. One of them was the person who had been watching from the side. The other four were also panting. Judging from their clothes, they should be nearby mountain people. They were looking around while chasing.

The village chief and his son had a great understanding of each other. They stood up directly, drew their bows and arrows with expressionless faces. After two rounds of shooting, only one person was left standing, and the rest were lying on the ground groaning and screaming, and their voices were rapidly fading away.

Then Shayang threw away the bow, roared, and rushed forward with a machete in hand like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The standing mountain villager was frightened by the force, his eyes wide open, and suddenly he let out a strange cry and turned around and ran away. The village chief casually drew his bow and drew his arrow, hitting him right in the back.

This guy actually ran more than twenty steps after being shot by the arrow. A dark color appeared on the linen clothes where the arrow hit his back, and then it quickly expanded. Finally, he staggered a few times and fell to the ground, never to get up again.

Next, Shayang stepped forward and began to clean up the battlefield.
Gong Tianwu noticed that Shayang must have approached the fallen man from the head, and then stabbed him in the heart. He searched from head to toe for valuables, and finally picked up the body and threw it into the ravine nearby. It can be said that he was extremely skilled.

It took less than five minutes for the five pursuers to be ambushed, searched for bodies, and thrown into the ravine nearby.

He acted honest and simple in front of Gong Tianwu, but now he was like a cold-blooded killer. He performed all his actions in one go. There were two people who were still alive and begging for mercy, but Sha Yang continued to attack without changing his expression. He really killed people like killing chickens.

When the last guy was thrown into the ravine, the village chief said slowly:
"Let's go."

Of course, Gong Tianwu's expression must have not been very good at this moment. Although he had killed people before, to kill five seemingly innocent strangers as easily as cutting melons and vegetables made him emotionally unable to accept it for a while.

Fortunately, Sha Yang observed the situation and washed the blood off his hands. Then, he came over with a grin and explained to Gong Tianwu:

"Master, although our methods this time were a bit cruel, these five killers must have been jealous of us taking the mosquito demon's golden gallbladder, and they chased us to rob us of our money and kill us."

The village chief also spoke for a rare time, coughed twice and said:

"Master, you can't be polite to these wild dogs. If we fall into their hands, our fate will be even worse. They will strip us of our clothes, pants, shoes and socks, cut off our heads and sell them to black witches as sacrificial instruments. When we followed the master to do business, we encountered such things a lot."

Gong Tianwu nodded, and then returned to the county town without saying a word.

Because of the things that happened on the road which delayed them a lot of time, the leader of the caravan was a little anxious when the three people returned, and was ready to send someone on horseback to pick them up. However, he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the people.

The next thing was of course to welcome the guests, eat, and chat. I heard that they happened to kill a mosquito demon this time, so everyone in the caravan became very interested and decided to stay here for two more days.

That kind of half-demon is everywhere, but such a huge mosquito demon is still rare, and various materials can be sold at a high price.

Gong Tianwu was too lazy to take care of these chores, so after dinner he started practicing the Mingpan fingering technique. As long as this thing was not used together with the Zhenyu Heart Technique, it would not consume energy quickly and make people extremely tired.

(End of this chapter)