Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

Recently, there has been a rumor in this county of Pingye that monsters have been caused by the nearby mountain roads.

This monster looks like a human, but has long hands and feet, is more than ten feet tall, and is covered in long hair that is hard to damage with a sword.

The hairy monster is cruel by nature and loves to hunt passersby. Once caught by it, if bad luck is when it is hungry, it will catch its legs on the spot, lift it up high, and slowly tear it apart from the **** a little bit, and the hairy monster will open its mouth and swallow the leaking out. The five internal organs of blood; if it is not hungry, it will be strung up by it and brought back to the nest for storage.

How do you ask?

Hey, have you seen how the fisherman by the river collects live fish? Take straw bundles or tender branches through the gills of the fish and tie them again. Any fish that is noisy will have to be obedient and put back home in the water, and keep it fresh.

I don't know which Hongfu Qitian came from. Not only did he take a comprehensive view of the western scene of this monster cannibalism, but he also escaped from ascending to heaven and told things vividly.

In any case, this matter has been spread, and no one in Shili Baxiang knows about it. The mountain road itself is only a remote path, and the only people who pass by on weekdays are the woodcutter, orion, salt dealers and the like. As soon as this rumor came out, it didn’t even happen. People are willing to go.

But Fu Jiulang didn't believe in this evil. As a famous ranger in Pingye Sakon, he didn't know any friend on the ground, he was courageous.

Is the sword hard to hurt? Have you ever asked this well-trained sword at your waist?

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"Quak."

Several crows circled their heads a few times and landed on the opposite tree branch. Several pairs of black rice-like eyes stared at him. Fu Jiulang knew that this was to wait until he was dead, rotten, and maggots.

"Get away, I'm not dead yet!"

He wanted to yell so much, but a stick with the thickness of a wrist passed through his cheeks, jammed his teeth, blocked speech, and dropped him on a tree branch, hanging him in the air.

The first severe pain has passed, and now only stimulated by foreign objects and pain, the saliva mixed with blood water runs straight down the beard. The fly fell on the wound on his cheek and buzzed, but his bound hands could only grasp the slippery stick body, for fear of his own weight tearing open the wound, or even tearing off his chin.

As for his proud Hundred Refined Treasure Knife-here, under the root of the tree, it was shattered into a few pieces.

At this time, there was a sudden beating.

Fu Jiulang couldn't turn his head, only from the corner of his eye, he saw that a long-haired giant with a waistline animal skin came out from the corner of his eye like weeds, carrying a thin old man who couldn't help but struggle.

The giant let out a few muddy roars, waved away the crow beside Fu Jiulang, like a butcher driving away the flies on the chopping board.

Then, he removed the wooden stick from the tree branch, pinched the old man’s chin with his fingers, squeezed his teeth, and drilled the sharpened end of the wooden stick into his cheek, and he skewered a big living person like a fish. .

The old headache rolled his eyes, the poor wooden stick blocked his tongue, and only a few groaning moans were squeezed out of his throat.

"Deserve it, if it weren't for you old clapper, would the Lord end up like this?"

Fu Jiulang was happy and hated, and struggling to kick the old man a few feet. The old man was so painful that he could not care about him.

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This long-haired giant was tall and long, and his steps were big and anxious. Fu Jiulang was picked on a wooden stick. He only felt that the scenery in front of him flew by. Without regaining his senses, he was taken into a cave with a wound on his cheek. Being pulled, even the man with a pole was hung on the rock wall, and the hairy giant also came out of the cave, not knowing what to do.

Now he has time to look around.

This cave is nothing special, except that there is a big rusty cauldron in the corner. There are many bones piled up beside the cauldron, and the orcs have them. Seeing Fu Jiulang's heart was cold.

"Could it be that my good boy Fu Jiulang died in the mouth of a monster?"

Poorly he was young and innocent, he hadn't gotten married yet, and he felt sad for a while. Looking at another "salted fish" picked by the same pole, it became even more dazzling.

"It all depends on this old man..."

He struggled and wanted to kick a few more feet, but when his eyes rolled, his pupils suddenly dilated.

At this time, the sun slanted to the west outside the cave, the mountain rain was heavy, and the fine raindrops woven into a curtain at the entrance of the cave. Suddenly, one person opened the rain curtain and fell into the cave.

The man was dressed in a fur coat, a hat on his head, and a long sword without ears hanging from his waist.

As soon as he entered, he took off his hat, but he was a Taoist with short hair.

The man took a picture of the rain on the hat and put it aside. Then he looked up and found the two people on the wall of the stone, and smiled freely:

"The two friends are not interested."

Fart!

Fu Jiulang hung on the rock wall and rolled his eyes, but he couldn't hide his excitement. No, even the skin on his cheeks seemed to be even more reddish.

The sky is endless!

There was a whine in his throat, reminding the Taoist to put him down quickly.

Suddenly, the light dimmed.

A behemoth was blocked at the entrance of the cave.

"It's over."

Fu Jiulang's heart is ashamed.

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After escaping from the foggy valley, the Taoist priest and Big Beard decided to take a trip to Pingye City.

At that time, the rescued woman claimed to be a Pingye person and knew that there was a shortcut to Pingye, but it was rumored that the trail was causing evil recently and that the road was not peaceful, so the woman hesitated in her words.

But the Taoist priest and the big beard are not the ones who put the strange talk of the countryside in their eyes. Are there monsters in the way? Wouldn't it just cover up whereabouts. I just never thought that it will rain at sunset, and there is still a long way to go from Napingye County.

It is too dangerous to walk among the mountain roads in rainy night. Fortunately, the woman mentioned that there is a cottage left by hunters nearby. The Taoist priest asked a few people to rest for a while, and went to find the way by themselves. As a result, the Caolu didn't see it, but broke into the cave of the Hairy Man.

Long before the surprise in Fu Jiulang's eyes turned into horror, the Taoist priest had noticed the abnormal movement behind him.

He leaned down abruptly, and a strong wind swept over the floating robes, leading the robes to splash out with the stagnant water, hitting the stone wall, turning into shattered crystals.

The Taoist's wrists on the ground turned, and he turned around dexterously. What I saw in my eyes was a long-haired weird man, who was huge and almost blocked the hole.

After a sudden change of mind, the long sword was already unsheathed and slashed on the hairy monster.

However, when the sword went down, it seemed to be cut on the best chain armor. The sharp blade cut only a few strands of hair, leaving a shallow wound.

The long-haired giant roared, holding up his stone-ground fists, and smashing his head down.

"Boom!"

The flying rocks are everywhere, and the dust rises.

The Taoist had already withdrawn, and in mid-air, Shi Shiran used his sword to push away a few splashing stones.

This long-haired man obviously also has a bit of superficial intelligence. He missed a hit and was full of shame on his face. He immediately caught up with him with his hands and feet.

The Taoist priest did not advance and retreated, holding a sword to meet him, but suddenly took off his clothes, one of which was still on the face of the long-haired man.

When the long-haired person's popularity deteriorated, he tore off the clothes on his face, and there was still a Taoist priest in front of him. About to turn his head to search, a sudden pain came from the bend of his legs, and he fell to his knees off guard.

It was the Taoist priest who took the opportunity to go around behind it, using the long sword as a chisel, and giving him a severe blow to his leg, suddenly causing him to fall into disarray.

He got up angrily, trying to give the cunning Taoist a good look, but he looked up...

A sharp sharp sword point infinitely magnified in his eyes.

The Taoist leaped lightly, avoiding the dying punch of the long-haired man. He circled the fallen corpse of the giant a few times and confirmed that it was really dead. Then he stepped forward, lifted the head of the long-haired man, and held the hilt of the sword left outside his eye socket.

"Pouch."

The red and white slurry spewed out, bringing out a tattered eyeball along the way.

The Taoist priest wiped the blood from the sword on the hair of the long-haired man.

The scene before them was really turbulent to the two people hanging on the sticks. They groaned and struggled and wanted the Taoist priest to let them down quickly, but the Taoist turned back at them and made a silent gesture, turning the long-haired man. Dragging his corpse aside, he clung to the entrance of the cave like a gecko.

Fu Jiulang didn't know. So, but not long after, a few sheep broke into the rain curtain, followed by a long-haired giant. This long-haired man was born shorter than the previous one, but he still had to hook his waist when he entered the cave.

Now, Fu Jiulang still doesn't know the plan of the Taoist priest. His eyes widened, and he saw the robe bulge, and the man fell silently like a big bat.

The tip of the sword shone cold light and aimed at the exposed neck of the long-haired man.

After inspecting the body of the long-haired man, Li Changan discovered that although the long-haired man’s hair was tough and hard to hurt, his skin and flesh were ordinary. This condescending sword immediately penetrated through.

"Crack."

The tip of the sword pierced the neck bone.

The long-haired man screamed and stretched out his hand to grab it, but the Taoist seized a strand of long hair on top of it and jumped off its shoulders alertly.

Then, just like swinging on a swing, the Taoist priest circled its neck for a week, and the sword in his hand also walked around the neck. But seeing the blood spurting from the neck, the huge head of this long-haired man was "twisted" by Li Changan.

The Taoist leaped gently from the shoulders of the headless corpse, and then stepped forward to cut open the wooden sticks, rescued two unlucky ones, and looked at the cave. This cave should be closed from time to time. It is not as stinky and messy as the cave of ordinary beasts and monsters. The innermost bed is covered with dead grass branches. On the flat stone next to the old tripod, there are two rough stone bowls.

It can be seen that this long-haired giant not only looks like a human, but also has a rather human-like lifestyle. If it were not for feeding on humans, Li Changan would not have killed them.

However, the cave left is not bad, it is suitable for sheltering from the rain overnight. So the Taoist priest politely asked the two men a few words, then found the robes, put on the hat, and stepped back into the evening mountain rain.

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"It's here."

The later it gets, the stronger the rain.

After all, before sunset, Li Changan led the beard and the mother and son back to the cave, and outside the cave, the heavy rain was hanging down like a river.

"Huh." The Taoist Master took a sigh of relief and took off his rain gear to dry it aside. "Almost never come back."

"Two friends, don't mind having more people..."

He greeted loudly, and walked a few steps inside, but was stunned.

It's not that something happened, but that the two are rolling together in a ball, fortunate to be tossed by the long-haired man, there is no strength, no one can do anything, but the whole body is covered with mud, which seems quite funny. .

The Taoist priest couldn't laugh or cry, and separated the two.

"Two friends, why is this?"

"The Taoist doesn't know, if it wasn't for this old man..."

The young man was anxious, and he opened his mouth and said a lot of words, not considering the air leakage on his cheeks. The old man was so speechless, unable to insert a word for a while, he simply took out some scraps of fodder from his arms and fed the sheep. But listening to this side of the statement, Li Changan probably understands the grievances between the two.

This young man is a son of a wealthy family nearby, and he is called Fu Jiulang in his home with the surname Fu. And this old man is just a sheep dealer passing by. The two had nothing to do with each other, but they met each other, and Fu Jiulang took a look at the old man's sheep.

"Dao Master, please comment. I never owe him a price. The price is 10% higher than the market. Hey, this old man is not for sale!"

"This sheep has been ordered." The old man murmured.

"I'm a stubborn person. If he doesn't sell me, he wants to buy it, so I paid twice the price..."

double? Li Changan looked at the old man's sheep, they looked fat, but dumbly, he left after listening to the yelling, and motionless without listening to the yelling. From the beginning to now, he didn't hear a yelling. Could it be a plague?

"Unexpectedly, this old man still doesn't sell it, and I just got on with him, so I almost..."

Ever since, the old man was so entangled by him that he got into this trail, trying to scare Fu Jiulang away with the legend of the elder man, but he didn’t expect that Fu Jiulang was also a stubborn donkey. He actually ran into him regardless. Renlianren and sheep smashed into the hands of the elder.

"Old man, I'll just ask you..." Fu Jiulang smiled at the Taoist priest, then turned his head on his hips and asked, "You sell me one for three times the price."

The old man rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"Hey! You..."

Fu Jiulang changed color suddenly, and Li Changan quickly held him down.

"The sheep belong to someone else, if you don't sell it, can you still grab it?"

In the spirit that the enemy should be settled and not settled, the Taoist priest turned his head and said to the old man:

"Lao Zhang, for three times the money, sell him one of you sheep, lest this stubborn kid is entangled."

Unexpectedly, the old man said in a huff:

"This young man is only allowed to be stubborn, and the old man is not allowed to be stubborn. If he wants to buy it, I will not sell it!"

After all, the old man put his felt hat on his eyelid and turned his hand to the side to ignore him.

Taoist smiled, these two people were stubborn and ran into their strengths. After a few words, don't do anything again, so they can get entangled on their own.

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The next day, the sky was bright.

The huge rain last night stopped at the fourth clock. I got up in the morning and looked far away, but I saw the forest shining brightly and the blue sky was like washing.

The Taoist moved his joints and found that the old man and his sheep were gone.

"It's not clear today, so the old man drove the sheep away secretly." Fu Jiulang leaned in and made a report.

Maybe it was uncomfortable to be entangled by this young man.

Last night, because of Li Chang'an's instructions, the two of them didn't do anything anymore. They just rubbed their mouths for most of the night, and never thought that this old man would leave without saying goodbye.

The Taoist priest just smiled and shook his head. He didn't care about the rudeness of the old man, nor was he afraid of leaking the news. After all, 80% of his entry into the city would be exposed. The beard's initial plan was to go and return quickly. After obtaining the golden needle, he took advantage of the White Lotus Sect Before he got the news, he immediately went out of the city to continue drilling in the mountains and woods.

So, the Taoist priest just jokes:

"You can't buy a sheep after all."

"Not always."

Fu Jiulang smiled happily, and pulled out a sheep from behind a big rock.

"You stole that old man's sheep?" The Taoist frowned.

"No, no, no." Fu Jiulang shook his head quickly, "Am I such a writer?"

"It was the sheep who hid on its own. The old man was guilty and walked in a hurry."

Hide yourself? This sheep is dumb...

Huh?

Li Changan was stunned to discover that although this sheep had never called out, it was not as dumb as it was yesterday. Instead, there was agility in his eyes...

wrong!

The Taoist frowned. The sky was dizzy yesterday, and he didn't look at it carefully. Today, how come the pupils of this sheep are round?

When he was in doubt, the sheep suddenly acted strangely.

It knelt down with its hind legs bent, its front feet raised flat on the side of its head, and the front half of its body was raised and lowered, repeating the truth.

This sheep... actually kneeling down?