Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The cave is deep and tortuous.

Li Changan chased all the way with a torch, the fire light reflected on the rock wall, showing a moist luster.

The cave is cramped, the narrowest part is only for one person to pass through, and the spacious part is only three or four people side by side. If it were not for the green blood stains along the way, Li Changan really doubted whether he had caught the blind eye of the monster.

How does such a huge body move in such a small cave?

However, the blood stains on the ground and the scent of the spider monster surging in the nasal cavity can't be faked. Under the dragon jade rune, all the smells are hard to hide, but... he is covering his nose, it really smells!

But the smell turned into smelly, and the air was not as turbid as expected.

Suddenly, Li Changan's expression changed.

He wiped some unknown blood on his body with his fingers and held it in the air, feeling a slight chill on his fingers.

This cave is airy!

This means that there may also be an exit on the other side of the hole.

Unable to chase slowly and cautiously, Li Changan cheered up and rushed into the depths of the cave quickly.

...

"Who is there?"

Li Changan suddenly stopped running.

He stretched the torch forward, and some faint shadows appeared in the surrounding light.

For a long time, there was no response from the front, and Li Changan pressed his sword forward, and these silent shadows were slowly absorbed into the fire.

Li Changan's pupils shrank, and he squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly.

A large number of people appeared in the cave that was supposed to be a secret road.

The hole in the ground suddenly expanded a lot here, but it was blocked by the crowd that suddenly appeared in front, leaving only a small gap in the middle.

These people have men, women and children. They are dressed up, there are businessmen, farmers, woodcutters and even bandits. The only thing they have in common is that their faces are dull and motionless.

Li Changan asked tentatively.

"monster?"

The other side did not say a word.

"stranger?"

The other side was motionless.

Li Changan slowly approached, and suddenly poke a man dressed as a bandit with his scabbard.

When the scabbard touched the man, he fluttered like a balloon to the rock wall, immediately flattened, and then spread out on the ground, like a leaky doll.

"It turned out to be a bladder."

Li Changan spoke lightly, but he was very cold in his heart.

The way spiders prey is to inject the venom into the prey, wait until the flesh and viscera are exhausted, and then **** it out, leaving only a layer of skin.

This densely forested crowd was originally human shells, the remains of victims.

As Li Changan walked through these empty shells, he couldn't help but slowed his pace. In the silence, he seemed to be wrapped in a great cold. It was a blessing to suddenly realize that the spiritual energy of the modern world is thin, at least without these terrifying monsters.

suddenly.

Behind him, in the light of the torch, a wrecked lip suddenly squirmed, and slowly spit out a black sharp object, which extended behind Li Changan, and it was actually the sharp feet of the spider demon.

The foot slowly aimed at the back of Li Changan's head, and slammed it down.

Electric light flint room.

Li Changan turned sideways quickly like long eyes behind his back, touching his feet and passing by the back of his head. The long sword pierced through his armpit and sank into the empty shell.

There was a miserable howl in the empty shell, and a group of black shadows broke out, smashing through many debris along the way, and sank into the depths of the cave.

Li Changan rolled up the corners of his robe, wiped off the stench of green blood from his sword, and smiled:

"Just wait for you to make this trick!"

After all, he walked quickly to keep up, but stopped after not chasing a few steps.

The cave is at the end, and the spider demon is waiting for him there.

But Li Changan showed a playful smile.

At the end of the cave is a small stone room. A small opening is opened on the top of the stone room. A beam of sunlight is projected from it, and it is shining on the woman lying in the center. The woman is dressed in tulle, and her skin is better than snow.

Turning his face, Chu Chu was pitiful, and the color was three points better than the dancer.

Li Changan couldn't help showing his love and pity.

"pity……"

A trace of pride and resentment flashed in the woman's eyes, and her lips opened slightly.

"Master Dao...puff!"

The woman or spider demon spit out a mouthful of demon blood in disbelief.

Li Changan had pulled the sword from her heart, wiped off the blood, and returned the sword to its sheath.

"...It's a pity that such a stunning beauty was eaten by monsters."

This sword finally got rid of the spider demon. After death, the monster appeared as a giant spider, broke through the skin of the beauty and filled the entire stone room.

Li Changan retired into the cave, and took out the yellow-shell book from his arms by the light of the torch. When he opened it, there was a hideous big spider painted on the page.

"no!"

Li Chang'an was somewhat distracted. Unlike the previous paintings of ghosts and white bones, the spider page has no color, only monotonous lines.

Suddenly, there was a messy shout in front of him.

Li Changan put away the yellow-shell book and raised his head. A large group of bandits had already blocked the way forward.

…………

"Kill this smelly Taoist priest."

"Avenge the chiefs!"

"But this Taoist priest is very powerful."

"What are we afraid of, we are crowded!"

"He killed all the chieftains alone."

"But he was also injured."

"He can beat the monsters, he must be able to spell!"

The bandits suddenly became silent. They were accustomed to licking blood with the head of a knife. Compared with martial arts, monsters and spells awed them more in awe.

Seeing this, Li Changan faintly breathed a sigh of relief, and after repeated battles, he was already very tired. only……

A voice sounded faintly among the bandits.

"Have you forgotten our eighth rule of Yanzhou Greenwood?"

There was a small noise from the bandit, and the voice continued.

"To avenge your brother, you can inherit everything from him."

The bandits breathed hurriedly, looking at Li Chang'an, the color of hesitation faded, and there was more of a hungry wolf-like greed.

Finally, a bandit couldn't help but come out more and more.

"Grandma, you guys who have no eggs, don't **** me from anyone."

Having said that, he was about to kill him when he moved. This action is like a signal gun sound.

"Kill this bull nose."

"Avenge my brother!"

"I also want to be the leader!"

The thieves rushed up, shouting a mess of words. The one who took the lead at this time actually slowed down.

Li Changan sighed. First, he had to work for himself, but for the stupidity of these bandits. It was so simple that he was turned into a gunman.

Moreover, in such a narrow space, how many people can play a big role.

Li Changan did not retreat, but advanced, drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sword light reflected cold inside the cave.

Blood blossoms.

The guilty bandit had been stabbed under the sword by him.

…………

In the Juyi Hall, the red human blood and the green demon blood have melted into one color.

suddenly.

There was a hustle and bustle in the dark hole, and then a group of panicked bandits ran out. They fought each other and looked back in panic, as if there was something terrifying behind them catching up.

The person in front was even more panicked, tripped to the ground by a corpse on the ground, as if toppling a domino, the bandits rolled into a ball and fell into the stench of blood and the cold corpse.

A bandit with half of his palm missing his wings, suddenly faced the cave with his severed hand.

"Monster... Monster!"

"monster?"

Li Changan, who had just walked out of the cave, was slightly stagnant. He was covered in blood, his cloth shoes were soaked in blood, leaving a long string of **** footprints behind him.

"Are you talking about me?"

He was in a trance.

In the narrow hole behind him, in the dim firelight, the bandits rushed up in a mess in twos and threes, aggressive but full of flaws, like taking turns to send the vitals of the body to the tip of Li Changan's sword.

How many did I stabbed to death?

Seventy or eighty? He couldn't remember clearly, he only remembered that in the end he almost couldn't hold the sword, but no one dared to take even a step towards him.

Li Changan took a step forward, and the desperate bandit took ten steps back.

When he walked out of the Juyi Hall, the bandits shackled away and hid away.

Li Chang'an turned his eyes, and the bandits shuddered.

"Where is my donkey?"

The bandits looked at each other, one seemed to want to speak, but was hurriedly pulled by others.

Just kidding, is it possible to tell this killer, brothers, seeing that your donkey is so fat, has it been pulled by the cook?

There was no answer, Li Changan didn't bother to ask again, he blew his whistle, and immediately rang a string of copper bells.

Not long after, a big green donkey with shiny black fur ran over from the corner happily, chewing vegetable leaves in his mouth.

Immediately after it, behind its ass, another fat man with a face full of flesh and **** lying exposed, carrying a pig-killing knife in his hand, and the boss with a muddy hoof mark on his face.

He chased after him for a while, but couldn't even touch the donkey's butt, so he cursed with his arms akimbo:

"Damn beast..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the bandits on this side had already rushed over, blocking the words back.

Li Changan didn't even look at it, and slowly turned on the back of the donkey.

The copper bell rang, dangling out of the village gate.