Cultivating Immortals in Two Worlds: From Qing Fu to Primordial Chaos

Chapter 29 Wild Dog Taoist
The torches were all hidden deep in the mountains, with only a few lights emerging from the top of the mountain, which surprised many villagers who had gotten up at night.

The villagers of Yangjiaweichang all knew that the mountain stream was deep and that there were many poisonous insects and ferocious beasts hiding in it, including large insects and bears. If one entered the mountain at night, it would be very easy to encounter danger, unless one was an illegal household with nowhere else to go and entered the mountain to avoid corvée labor, in which case he would be in danger of death.

He was just confused, but did not wake up anyone to check.

"Fifth brother's body is here?"

At this moment, a low and cold voice came from the depths of the mountains.

Amid the torches, many cloaked figures appeared amid the sound of horse hooves, each holding a sword, with a burly physique, but silent. The four leading the group stared at a figure in front of them, and saw a bald Taoist priest supported by a strange big dog that looked like a pony. The Taoist priest had a mustache, long and narrow eyebrows, a saddle bag tied around his waist, and was dressed in a yellow and black Taoist robe. There were seven or eight dogs with smooth fur beside him.

Each of these dogs is different from the dogs in the village in terms of size. They are bigger, with blood-red and gray eyes, and a strange aura all over their bodies, like ghosts in the mountains.

As the dogs searched, they seemed to smell something and soon came to a stone cave covered with green moss.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

A group of dogs surrounded the cave and barked loudly, but they dared not go down.

Seeing this, the old Taoist leaped lightly and arrived in front of the stone cave. He just took a look and said.

"It seems to be a bottomless pit, at least a hundred meters deep. It's a good place to dump a corpse!"

In the darkness, upon hearing the words, four other figures with different temperaments and weapons in their hands slowly stepped forward. One of them was a tall, stern-faced strong man who spoke coldly.

"Second brother, can you fish it out?"

His eyes were already tinged with red.

The old Taoist took a look at the deep, dark and narrow stone cave, stroked his beard slightly and said.

"It's not a big problem!"

He swiftly opened the knapsack he was carrying, rummaged through it, and after a moment he let out a low cry.

"found it!"

But two furry vine whips appeared in his hands. As he recited silently, in the strange and frightened gazes of many big men, the furry vine whips suddenly grew rapidly like long snakes and sank into the depths of the cave in an instant. He swept his eyes over everyone with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"Grow longer, grow longer, grow longer for me!"

In the black mountain wind, the two vine whips wrapped around his waist penetrated dozens of meters deep into the cave in an instant. After a moment, his sparse eyebrows moved.

"found it!"

He immediately chanted a spell and retracted the whip at his waist, but the whip only danced like waves but did not rise at all.

The old Taoist couldn't help but frown.

"And tied a stone?"

Many people looked at each other at this time. It seemed that these five leaders had encountered a gang of robbers, and this business was done more efficiently than their Hengling Village.

Only the other three leaders secretly thought that something was wrong, and they looked at the burly man in the lead.

Seeing so many people looking at him, the old Taoist seemed to be embarrassed and snorted coldly.

"That doesn't bother me!"

He took out a piece of yellow paper from his bag again, and when he looked closely, he saw it was a paper man. After thinking for a while, he took out a small paper knife from his bag and stuck it in the paper man's hand.

"That's it. Go and split that stone for me!"

He blew a breath, and saw the paper man fly up and fall into the depths of the cave.

Rumble!
Soon after, a loud noise was heard coming from deep in the cave.

"Come!"

The old Taoist shouted even more angrily, and a gust of black wind suddenly rolled up from the depths of the cave. In an instant, accompanied by the sound of rocks cracking at the entrance of the cave, a blood-stained cloth bag was brought out from below.

As the cloth bag fell to the ground, there were several ribs stained with dried blood inside.

In the mountain wind, the pile of blood and bones seemed to be still sobbing. The atmosphere among the crowd suddenly became stagnant. Seeing this, the old Taoist simply collected the paper man that flew up and quietly walked aside.

The sturdy man in the lead looked at this scene, his eyes turned red, he clenched his hands, slowly squatted down, countless memories appeared in his mind. The seven brothers and sisters became orphans very early, and they were all raised by each other, but unfortunately only this one brother survived in the end, and the other brothers and sisters either starved to death, froze to death, or died of illness, or even died in fighting.

By the time he finally gained a foothold in Hengling Village and became famous, he only had one younger brother left.

His eyes fell on the old Taoist.

"Luo Zifu, can you find the murderer?"

He has a fierce look in his eyes!
"Give me a few days. With these treasures of mine, it won't be difficult!!"

The Wild Dog Taoist looked at the scattered vicious dogs around him with a determined look in his eyes. "Find him out. I want this man's entire family to be buried with my fifth brother!"

The "Lone King" of Hengling Village had a cold expression on his face.

The old Taoist immediately stroked his beard and said.

"Brother, there's no need to go through so much trouble. Fifth brother's revenge is the revenge of everyone in Hengling Village. Leave it to me!"

"Big brother, you should first collect the body of Fifth Brother and bury him properly, then ask someone to perform a ritual so that Fifth Brother can be reborn soon!"

The sturdy man said nothing when he heard this. He just glanced at the other two men next to him, one holding a Wu Gou sword and the other holding a thick back knife, and said coldly.

"Fourth brother, Sixth brother, you stay and give Second brother a hand! Second brother is not strong enough in the end, and sometimes it affects his ability to do things!"

"Don't worry, big brother, leave it to us!"

The two men nodded. Wild Dog Taoist Luo Zifu hesitated to speak, wanting to say that he could do it alone, but in the end he did not disobey his elder brother's wishes.

The strong man had a sad look on his face and said nothing. He just took off his hat, carefully wrapped up the bloodstained cloth bag and the corpse, turned around, jumped on his horse, and left quickly.

Upon seeing this, many people left, leaving only the Wild Dog Taoist Luo Zifu and two other strong men.

Luo Zifu looked in the direction where everyone was leaving, and then said softly.

"Let's get things done as soon as possible so as not to miss Big Brother's wedding!"

After thinking for a while, he blew a whistle, and immediately seven or eight vicious dogs stood up. They had already remembered the smell left on the peddler's blood-stained clothes, and they knew that after searching for a while, they would get something in return.

……

Inside the Taoist temple, it was already mid-afternoon. The Taoist fire workers in the kitchen were busy preparing for the banquet for the great masters of the temple. The Taoist children had some free time, and at this moment, they looked at Yang Huai in groups of three or two, their eyes full of eagerness.

The white-haired Taoist boy Mao Hong stood aside. Compared to the simple envy of others, Mao Hong had a little more anticipation.

He had been waiting here for a while, his eyes always on the second completed wood carving of the Human King with cloud pattern beside Yang Huai, and then on the third wood carving of the Human King that was being completed.

Seeing Yang Huai completing another wooden sculpture of a human king, Mao Hong finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Brother Qingli, how about we make another deal?"

His eyes fell directly on the second wooden sculpture of the cloud-patterned human king and said.

"How about still one for the other?"

He did not look at the other scattered Human King wood carvings nearby. Although the third Human King wood carving made by Yang Huai already possessed some of the charm, the charm was not complete and its effect was not as good as that of the cloud pattern Human King wood carving with the mysterious cloud pattern Taoist charm.

He took out a large green peach from his arms, and spiritual energy was surging on the peach.

Yang Huai took a glance and his eyes moved immediately.

He was about to speak when he heard a voice coming from a distance.

"Wait, I want this wood carving!"

But a familiar voice came from dozens of steps away. Feng Ying strode over. The moment he came to Yang Huai's side, he directly picked up the second cloud-patterned human king wooden sculpture next to Yang Huai. Just a glance at it and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Mao Hong was furious when he saw this scene. He stretched out his slender arms and rushed forward to snatch the wooden sculpture of the cloud-patterned human king.

"Junior Brother Feng, this is what I saw first!"

"You chose it first? With the five hundred year old jade peach in your hand? I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Feng Ying dodged, and at the same time, an invisible pressure flowed out from his body. Behind him, there was a strange phenomenon of wind and thunder interweaving to form an invisible human figure. The wind and thunder took shape, and this pressure appeared suddenly, which immediately made Mao Hong's hair stand on end. A brown-yellow color appeared in the depths of his pupils, faintly flashing with strong hostility.

"Lei Fa, damn Feng family!"

But he did not choose to take action. Private fighting was not allowed in the Taoist temple. If caught, the person would be sent to the outskirts of Wanqiu to patrol the wilderness. There were countless evil spirits in the wilderness at night, and no Taoist child would think of facing this before he had accomplished his Taoist career.

Of course, you can also choose to go down the mountain and fight head-on.

But if it comes to a fight of martial arts, he may not be able to defeat his opponent.

Feng Ying ignored Mao Hong at this time, but spread out his five fingers, and two red jade fruits with sparkling spiritual light appeared in his hands.

"How about two thousand-year-old red fruits?"

When the two red jade fruits appeared, Mao Hong was speechless.

I could only curse in my heart.

"Rich dog! Prodigal son!"

(End of this chapter)