At three o'clock in the morning, there was movement in the room.
As soon as Hajime opened his eyes, the boy noticed something was wrong.
The bustling crowd outside the window disappeared, and the vendors who shouted loudly yesterday were nowhere to be found.
Just as the boy was about to quietly open the window to take a closer look, his sister's soft voice sounded from behind:
"Well... Nannan slept so comfortably, ha~yawn~"
Nannan didn't realize that something was wrong. She stretched lazily, then picked up the little squirrel lying on her belly, took a closer look, and screamed:
"Ah! Brother, look! All the little squirrel's injuries are gone!"
The unhealed wounds on the little squirrel's body have healed, and even the hair all over its body is as shiny as new. Its big fluffy tail hangs down behind its body, looking like a small fluffy brown ball.
The boy stopped pushing the window, turned around and bent down to look at the furry little guy in Nannan's hand.
He knew that this squirrel had an extraordinary origin, but its recovery speed was a bit too fast. However, he didn't know anything about cultivation. Maybe it was just a very simple thing for creatures who knew how to practice.
The young man stretched out his hand and flicked the pink and tender tip of the little squirrel's nose. The squirrel whined and was about to bite it. Seeing this, the young man quickly withdrew his hand, then told his sister his doubts and prepared to open the window to take a look. .
When Nannan heard this, she rolled back into bed with only her head exposed, looking at her brother with the little squirrel on her head.
The young man took a deep breath and pushed the window open a small crack. When he saw the outside situation clearly, he gasped.
Yesterday's noisy streets were in a mess, with all kinds of things used for setting up stalls scattered on the ground. A gust of wind blew over a randomly placed bamboo basket and rolled it to the opposite side of the street.
There was devastation everywhere, but not even a single person was seen. Since the windows were push-pull and the view was limited, the boy decided to go out to find out.
"Nanny, brother wants to go out and take a look. You and the little squirrel are waiting for brother in the room. Don't run around. Brother will be back soon."
Before leaving, he seriously warned the little girl lying on the bed.
"I understand, brother, my daughter will stay in the room obediently!" She patted the quilt under her body and nodded her head seriously.
The inn was empty, and the waiter who greeted them warmly yesterday was nowhere to be seen. Just as the young man stepped out of the inn door, a fat Taoist priest stumbled in.
The fat Taoist priest cursed, his large Taoist robe was torn into pieces, and he was in a miserable state: "Grandma, Taoist master, what kind of luck do I have? I thought I could find good goods in the land of mortals, how could I encounter an alien massacre? ?Fortunately, Master Dao, I have some abilities, but this city is sealed by that four-legged snake, Master Dao, I can’t get out!...Oh my God, how come there is still someone alive here?"
He stared at the boy as if he had seen a ghost.
The dragon's cultivation level was not low. As soon as he opened his mouth, all the mortals in the city were devoured, whether they were on the street or in the house. Now standing in front of him was a young man who could not feel any fluctuations in his cultivation. The fat Taoist priest immediately became vigilant.
Either the opponent is really just a mortal, or his strength is unfathomable, and I'm afraid I can't even run away.
While the Taoist priest stood motionless, the young man also chewed on what the fat Taoist priest had just muttered, and asked:
"Master Taoist, you are polite. I just heard that Taoist Master talked about the massacre of the city by foreign races, but it has nothing to do with the fact that there are no traces of people in this city?"
The fat Taoist priest still couldn't see clearly the other person's depth, and he murmured in his heart: Is he really an expert hermit? As the saying goes, one day in the cave means a thousand years in the world. Although the dragon just used was not weak, it only used a simple spell. It was indeed not easy to affect the master's meditation. It was reasonable for the other party not to notice.
Thinking like this, the fat Taoist priest decided to treat the young man as a powerful Taoist.
He was respectful and politely returned the greeting: "Friend Taoist, I don't know. The Wanlongchao clan seems to have lost some treasure recently. Now they are hunting for the black hand. They tracked it down last night and think that the black hand is hiding in this city. Oh, this bullshit The Wanlongchao clan is especially hostile to the human race. This four-legged snake opened its mouth and swallowed up all the people in the city. Isn't it just because I have an ancient imperial weapon? I will give it to you sooner or later... cough cough …”
Consciously making a mistake, the fat Taoist coughed several times. He felt that the young man was not hostile, so he stepped forward and asked:
"I can't feel the fluctuation of fellow Taoist mana at all when I am so close. I wonder...how much cultivation level do you have now?"
The young man was thinking about words he had heard for the first time, such as "Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest" and "Ancient Emperor's Soldiers." When he heard the Taoist priest's words, he secretly laughed in his heart. He felt that the Taoist priest regarded him as a Taoist. No wonder he was so respectful.
He hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "The Taoist Master is ridiculous. Xiaosheng is just a mortal. He came to Yancheng just for his livelihood needs. He is not a Taoist cultivator as mentioned by the Taoist Master."
The fat Taoist priest was dubious. When the young man returned upstairs and led the little girl and the little squirrel downstairs, he completely believed the young man's words.
Damn it, Master Dao, did I not read the almanac when I went out today? I made a mistake again. The fat Taoist priest felt like crying in his heart.
But why could these two mortals escape this disaster? The fat Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and glanced at the boy, the little girl, and the little squirrel jumping around, puzzled.
"Brother, why are everyone missing? Where have they gone?" The little girl's soft and waxy voice brought the fat Taoist priest back to reality.
"It's very dangerous outside now. I heard from this Taoist uncle that there's an evil dragon outside and it's eating everyone. Are you afraid of it?"
"As long as I'm with my brother, I'm not afraid."
"May I ask, Master, is there a way to leave here now?" The young man asked the fat Taoist priest for instructions. He had already guessed that the Taoist priest was a cultivator, so maybe he would have some ideas.
The fat Taoist priest glanced at him and said angrily: "Even Taoist Master, I can't get out, what else can I do? It depends on when the one in the sky will beat that four-legged snake into submission, and when will we be able to do it?" go out."
"The one in heaven?"
"What a coincidence for this four-legged snake. One of the Four Little Saints of the Beidou, the 'Drunken Saint', is having a great time drinking in a wine shop in this city. This massacre of the city has directly disturbed people's mood, and besides, the people he killed are all Our clan, who is the 'Drunken Saint', looks down upon the younger generation of the Eastern Barrens, he is so arrogant and masterful in the drunken fist technique, naturally he cannot hold his breath, and now he is being tortured." The fat Taoist priest pointed to the sky with his finger. .
He immediately moved in front of the young man, his little eyes gleaming: "But boy, Master Dao, I am very interested in you..."
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed a fruit that was suddenly thrown at him. He tilted his head and glared at the squirrel who was patting his little paws. The latter had his hands on his hips and looked triumphant, indicating that his hit was really accurate. .
Nannan smiled and said: "Little squirrel, it is rude to throw fruit and hit the Taoist priest. Please apologize to the Taoist priest."
The little squirrel wagged its tail, jumped on Nannan's head, and then made a face at the fat Taoist priest, taking it as an apology.
The fat Taoist priest secretly thought: This little squirrel seems to be quite spiritual. It cannot be raised by a poor family. Could it be that these brothers and sisters are the disciples of some hidden master who came out to live free?
I have heard about the unique training methods of some hidden masters, which allow their disciples to live completely free in nature, with mountains and rivers as their home and vegetation as their companions. Turn this body into a part of heaven and earth and get close to the great road. It is said that you will be protected by the great road in the subsequent practice. One day of practice can be worth a hundred days.
But legends are legends after all, and this is just a leisurely conversation among monks. The fat Taoist priest only heard it accidentally, but if that was the case, it would explain why the boy and the little girl were safe and sound.
He took back what he had just said and cleared his throat: "Master Tao, I am also a cultivator. I have some strength. I will be able to protect you. When the four-legged snake is taken care of later, Master Tao, I will Fly more and take you back."
It is infinitely better to be on good terms with superior people than to be against them. The fat Taoist priest's calculations were ringing in his mind.
The young man didn't get what he asked for, so he thanked the fat Taoist priest.
"Thank you, Uncle Daoist." Nannan also expressed her gratitude obediently.
…
Above Yancheng, a man and a dragon were confronting each other in the air.
"You evil beast, you are so involved in the affairs of Tianhe, aren't you afraid of being punished by God when you go through the tribulation!" The man in white Xunxun said coldly.
If the city people were here, they would be surprised to find that this is the drunkard who made such nonsense in the wine shop yesterday. At this moment, his eyebrows are raised, his face is full of anger, his hands are making fist seals, and he is ready to attack.
"In the ancient times, the human race was the best blood food. If you taste it today, it is worthy of the reputation and worth recalling!" Opposite, a hundred-meter-long purple dragon licked its tongue and uttered human words, with a little blood on its sinister teeth. , you can vaguely hear the painful wails of countless creatures in its mouth.
The man in white didn't say anything, and suddenly disappeared from the spot. He ducked in front of Zilong and punched him hard.
Zilong dodged, and his flexibility was not affected by his huge body at all. He avoided the punch, and then tensed his body in the air, stabbing the man in white like an arrow from a string.
Like a drunken man who cannot straighten up, the man in white fell backwards, just in time to avoid Zilong's blow. Then he made a fist seal and smashed into Zilong's body, and a large amount of purple blood spurted out.
The purple dragon was in pain, looked up to the sky and roared, and actually used a move of the dragon to swing its tail, and the dragon's tail swept towards the man in white like a steel whip.
Seeing this, the man quickly formed seals with his hands and grabbed the lower half of his body with such force that he inserted his fingers deeply into the purple dragon's flesh, and then threw him down heavily.
Dragon capturer!
Zilong was shocked. This technique was created by the human race's great master specifically for the dragon race. It couldn't resist, and rolled a few times in the air before it could stabilize its body. It knew that it was no match for the man in front of it, but it was just that now, it might not be able to leave even if it wanted to.
"Did you know that I come from the royal family of this world! If you kill me, my family will never die!"
The purple dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and its body length increased by many miles. The entire sky was filled with its huge body and was covered with dark clouds. A huge dragon head poked out from the top of the clouds, and its entrenched body could be vaguely seen under the clouds.
"Roar--"
It roared, a dragon roar piercing the sky, twisting its dragon body that was winding thousands of miles, and pounced on the man in a dazzling manner.
dragon! dance! Nine! sky!
"Little Dao'er!" the man snorted coldly, "When you are bloodbathing the human race, you should think of fighting to the death with the human race! Regardless of the fact that the real dragon is like an immortal and does not come to the world, how dare you, a reptile, call yourself a real dragon?"
He was not afraid at all, he made a fist seal with his hand, faced the flying dragon head, and punched it into his head. A small purple dragon flew out from the huge dragon head, and it fled away in terror.
The man stretched out his hand, crushed it into pieces, and then refined some of the essence to be used as a drink.
There was really no suspense about this battle for him. The man waved his hand and the barrier imposed by the purple dragon shattered. He vaguely saw an old monkey in the city bowing to him and then disappearing.
The man took away the hundred-meter-long dragon corpse without paying any attention to it. Then he flicked his sleeves and robe, and released some of the people he had rescued back into the city, before turning into a long rainbow and disappearing.
The barrier was gone, but the fat Taoist priest was not particularly happy because an old monkey suddenly appeared in front of them.
The old monkey did not hide his cultivation from the fat Taoist priest at all, so that the latter did not dare to breathe. It glanced at the fat Taoist priest, and then stared at the little squirrel on Nannan's head.
