Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 124: Even the wolf demons in Bashu are henpecked
"Third uncle! Third uncle! Another idiot Taoist priest ran in!" The soldier who delivered the message trotted all the way to the Marshal's Mansion in the town and started shouting at the door.

It is called the Marshal's Mansion, but in fact it is just a two-story building that is quite spacious.

A short, fat man with a shaved head, a mustache, and a half-loose military uniform and a greasy face ran out from the inner room, holding up his belt: "You son of a bitch, I've told you so many times, you have to call me Marshal in the Marshal's Mansion!"

"Calling me Third Uncle, isn't that a bit disrespectful to me?"

"Also, you should always knock on the door and yell 'report' before doing anything, you son of a bitch! You almost scared me to death."

"How do you know? I'm not handling important official business in here. You're just yelling nonsense."

"Third uncle! Now is not the time to talk about this. If you don't pass the order, push your cannon barrels to the front of the forest. The monsters inside might be brought out by that Taoist priest!" The soldier who passed the order was not afraid at all and reminded.

"Come on! Come on! All of you rush down, sit on the pile of explosives together and die! It's a mess, and I have to clean up the mess every time, and there's not even a penny to be reimbursed." The marshal fastened his belt to block the messenger's sight, and immediately closed the door with his backhand.

Then he added, "I'll call Mendun, Laitou, and Ganxiaer later and ask them to push out their cannon barrels. If the wolf demon dares to come down the mountain, I'll blast it to death and let them know whose territory this is."

"Third uncle, I'm afraid that person in that room is my aunt!" The messenger soldier poked his head out and said to the bald marshal in a sly tone.

The bald commander slapped the messenger on the back of his head and said, "Look! Look at that shovel. If you like to watch so much, why don't you go to the woods to watch?"

"Go and call for help. Put the gun barrels in place first, and bury a few more mines. Remember to mark them well, so that no one forgets!"

"That's impossible!" The soldier trotted out, then turned back and said to the bald commander, "Third Uncle! I still owe three dollars for a drink at the tavern. Pay it off for me, and I'll pretend I didn't see anything happening today."

"roll!"

Soon, two cannons were pushed to the foot of the mountain, and twenty or thirty soldiers armed with rifles also gathered here and began to set up checkpoints and lay mines. Although their military posture and appearance seemed limited, they were quite skilled in laying mines, setting up checkpoints, digging trenches, burying explosive packs, and pulling firing lines, and it was obvious that they were all veterans.

In the land of Bashu, there were many warlords and frequent conflicts, but few deaths. They would fire a few cannons every now and then to make some noise, if for no other reason than to have fun.

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The dense branches and leaves of the mountains and forests blocked out the sun, making it almost impossible to distinguish between day and night.

Thick fog began to spread, with a gradually lingering fishy smell that made people feel a little panicked.

The mountain fog was getting thicker and the wind was lingering. In the distance, Qiu Chuji could already hear the roars of some wronged souls and evil spirits.

Some shadows, covered in fog, launched a surprise attack on Qiu Chuji.

Bang!
The shadow was like a dull firework bursting in the fog, and it exploded automatically when it hit Qiu Chuji three feet away.

Qiu Chuji didn't use any means at all. Just his extremely strong blood and energy were enough to make these residual souls and resentful ghosts disappear into thin air.

Amid the loud explosions, the thick evil fog seemed to finally dissipate a little.

Under the rotten leaves, corpses with rotten flesh hanging on them crawled up.

Judging from the tattered clothes, some of these bodies were local mountain people, and some were passing travelers, all of whom lost their lives here.

They don't look like zombies. They don't have the iron skin and bones of zombies. They can only be considered as living corpses. Not only do they have no brains, they don't even have a good body. They rely entirely on their appearance to scare people.

If someone is brave enough, an ordinary person can use a hoe to clear away the dirt.

A white light flashed at Qiu Chuji's fingertips and he twisted his fingers slightly. Wherever the sword energy passed, these zombies fell to the ground again and fell into eternal sleep. Their necks were broken and their heads and bodies were separated. Generally speaking, there was no possibility of them turning into demons or monsters.

Qiu Chuji can be considered to have done a good deed.

Ouch!

A loud wolf howl was heard.

A pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the thick fog, as big as lanterns and particularly conspicuous.

Then, a huge black wolf, as big as a buffalo, walked out of the mist and stomped the ground on all fours, as if casting a spell surrounded by the devil's fire of hell.

Hmm...it looks pretty good and very marketable.

It's a pity that the demonic aura is a little weak and it has no brains. It looks like something created by a monster using magic.

A demon-exorcising talisman flew out from Qiu Chuji's sleeve and stuck towards the giant black wolf.

The giant wolf roared, suddenly pounced, and crashed into the yellow talisman.

puff!

Like the sound of a red-hot iron falling into icy water, the giant wolf was hit by the exorcism talisman and fell to the ground, howling.

Qiu Chuji walked past the giant wolf, and the cold energy of his sword took its life and stopped its suffering.

Qiu Chuji, he is kind!

I can't bear to hear such screams.

The demon-exorcising talisman also flew back automatically and went back into Qiu Chuji's sleeve.

Qiu Chuji did not even look at the wolf demon's corpse, nor did he dig to see if there was a demon pill in its stomach. He just walked straight forward, allowing the demon fog to spread, which could not stop him from going deeper into the place.

After passing through the dense forest, a sentry tower of a village appeared in front of us.

The mountain people who had been transformed into demons stood on the watchtower with lit torches beside them. Their bows were fully drawn and several of them were pulling the bolts of their guns.

The combination of bows and arrows and muskets, with the cooperation of the evil fog, did not seem strange. Behind the sentry tower, in the shadows and fog, were wooden and bamboo buildings, which seemed to stretch for a long time, and it was also a large village.

But there was no breath of normal living people in the entire village.

The creatures living there are either monsters or various humans who have been demonized.

Real ordinary people can only serve as food here.

On one side of the watchtower, there is a pile of bones.

On the pile of bones, a large number of human skulls were piled on the top, and below were many other bones that had been gnawed by sharp teeth.

Many of the bones in this pile clearly belong to children.

The demon kingdom that seems to be hidden in the mountains and away from the world is obviously not a paradise.

They eat people!

And likes to eat children!

Based on this point, Qiu Chuji had only merits and no sins by massacring the entire village.

As for the stupid talk like "people can eat animals but animals cannot eat people when they become monsters", just ignore it.

The right way is humanity!
The law of nature is the law of humanity!
"You have killed a wolf demon and proved your bravery and ability. Why can't you just leave?" A voice sounded in Qiu Chuji's ears.

"Now go back and bring the wolf's body down the mountain. You can find someone in a nearby city to exchange it for a reward, or you can take it back home to prove to your friends and fellow disciples that you've been here... You can save your life and get benefits at the same time. What's wrong with that?"

In the swirling black mist, behind the watchtower, the figure of a middle-aged woman sitting in a wheelchair appeared.

It seemed that the person who spoke just now was her.

Qiu Chuji shook his head: "Fame is like floating clouds to me, money is like dirt to me, I come to kill monsters only because I want to."

"The Moon Wolf Demon Country... turns out to be just a village. To be honest, I'm a little disappointed, but I can understand it."

"In today's world, although Taoism is declining and demonism is increasing, life will not be easy for both Taoism and demonism."

The emergence of firearms with greater power and lethality, even if it is impossible to really suppress the extraordinary power, can form a new confrontation situation. Ordinary people are actually no longer completely powerless in the face of demons and monsters.

"Old woman! I've said it before! These idiots won't listen to advice. If one comes, kill him. If two come, kill them both."

"What nonsense are you talking about with them?" An old man with a hunched back, one hand behind his back and a pipe in the other hand walked out of the village, staring at Qiu Chuji with cold eyes, as if he was choosing which piece of meat on his body would be easier to eat.

"Shut up! You old fool!" The middle-aged woman in the wheelchair turned her head away angrily.

The old man, who looked difficult to mess with, shrank his head when he heard this, puffed on his cigarette, and said no more.

"You are using the Maoshan talisman, right?"

"Who is the Master?"

The middle-aged woman sitting in the wheelchair was now asking about Qiu Chuji's teachings.

This will determine whether the fight will start later: whether the opponent will be killed or held back, whether the opponent will be simply killed or beaten to death.

“Although I am using the Maoshan talisman, I am not a Maoshan disciple. I am just borrowing the talisman.” Qiu Chuji said calmly.

When the middle-aged woman heard this, a hint of joy flashed across her face.

The old man had already opened his mouth, showing his fangs: "Good! Very good, a casual cultivator dares to come and seek bad luck with an old man like me, I will use your heart and liver to make a dish of stir-fried hot peppers."

"Well! I haven't eaten hot pot for a while!" said the middle-aged woman.

"Nonsense, didn't you just... make a good suggestion yesterday? Let's eat hotpot. I'll cook it myself and make some stir-fried spareribs with the ribs." The old man took a look at the fierce look in the woman's eyes and changed his tone temporarily.

"I've heard for a long time that there are many henpecked people in Bashu. I thought only men were like that, but now it seems that even wolf demons are not immune to this." Qiu Chuji sighed and shook his head.

The old man sneered: "Nonsense, I always keep my word."

"Boy! My wife wants to eat hot pot, and you can't escape. I'll catch you first and then kill you alive. It's so delicious!"

Before he finished his words, the old man had already appeared behind Qiu Chuji and grabbed the back of his neck with one claw.

The long mace behind Qiu Chuji jumped, and with a fierce strike, the old man was knocked flying.

The old man's clothes were torn, and his upper body turned into a black old wolf. His hair was like steel needles, and he let out a cry of pain.

"What a powerful magic weapon!"

"Just what I need!"

After saying this, the old man blew out a breath of black wind, which swept towards Qiu Chuji. At the same time, his entire figure transformed into the black wind, ready to launch a sneak attack at any time.

　The temperature dropped sharply by more than ten degrees, giving me a headache... Fortunately, I still managed to code in the morning. Everyone should pay more attention to keeping warm!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)