The huge bear corpse fell heavily to the ground, making a loud "rumbling" sound. Even the entire stone temple shook three times, and dust shook off the roof.
Everyone looked at this scene in stunned silence, their heads in a state of panic.
They knew that this Taoist priest, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, was very powerful.
But I never expected it to be so fierce!
The demon-like black bear just now was beaten to death by this Taoist priest with just one... slap?
Dreaming?
Looking at the stunned people, Zhang Zhiwei ignored it and turned to look at the black bear corpse.
I could see that there were still a few dark and evil ghosts entrenched in the black bear's body. I could vaguely see a few struggling and distorted faces. If I looked closely, I found that these faces all looked like little bears.
This black bear is not dead yet. To be precise, this black bear has been dead for a long time. But for some inexplicable reason, it turned into a ghost and came back.
As for the reason...
Looking at the twisted resentful souls, Zhang Zhiwei probably knew in his mind that most of the villagers went into the mountains to hunt and harmed the bear family, and the bear came to take revenge.
But Zhang Zhiwei had nothing to say about this kind of thing. The villagers couldn't survive, so they went into the mountains to hunt. However, the butt determines the head, and Zhang Zhiwei must be on the side of the villagers.
As soon as he thought about it, he would activate the Five Yang Thunders, and with one thunderbolt, the ghost bear would be destroyed physically and mentally.
Zhang Jingqing suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, stopping him from casting the spell and winking.
"Don't worry!"
Zhang Zhiwei followed Zhang Jingqing's eyes and immediately saw all kinds of things in the world.
At this moment, he thought of the group of coir raincoats running around in the rivers and lakes, and what they said before...
Zhang Zhiwei understood, put away his thunder method, and quickly asked the people around him if anything was okay.
Only then did the remaining people come back to their senses. They looked at the huge black bear corpse and then at the Taoist priest in front of the corpse. They suddenly felt relieved and felt a sense of joy about surviving the disaster.
"God, this Taoist priest must be a god who descended to earth!"
Among the villagers, the old man was the first to react. He rushed over and wanted to kowtow.
Zhang Zhiwei quickly helped the old man up: "This is unbearable. I am not a god descending to earth, I am just an ordinary person!"
The old man held Zhang Zhiwei's hand tightly and said: "You can bear it, you can bear it. The Taoist priest saved my life. There is no way to repay such a great kindness!"
"It's just a matter of drawing out a sword to help when the road is rough. Don't take it to heart!" Zhang Zhiwei said.
"The Taoist priest is really enthusiastic and has good skills!" said the old man in the village.
"My master taught me well!" Zhang Zhiwei took the opportunity to drag Zhang Jingqing into the water.
The old man quickly hugged Zhang Jingqing and said, "This Taoist priest must also have magical powers!"
Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, clasped her hands and said, "No, no, what I learned when I joined the boxing world when I was doing Shenzhu Yihe Boxing was just fake moves!"
"It turns out that the Taoist priest is still a righteous man in the boxing world. It's a pity that the court is so incompetent and untrustworthy that he actually united with the red-haired ghost to attack all the righteous men!" the old man in the village sighed.
"After all, I underestimated the firearms of the red-haired ghosts!" Zhang Jingqing sighed.
Zhang Jingqing chatted with the old man,
Zhang Zhiwei listened for a while, probably about the Boxer Rebellion. This old man seemed to be a witness to that incident.
God assists the Boxer... Zhang Zhiwei didn't know much about the Boxer Rebellion. That was almost 20 years ago.
He only knew that this was an organization formed by several alien forces, initially to deal with the Qing court.
Later, the armies of many foreign powers invaded together with foreigners, and the Boxers began to work together with the Qing court to deal with the foreign powers.
In the end, under the betrayal of the Qing court, they were destroyed by the encirclement and suppression of foreigners from many countries and countless long guns and cannons. A large number of foreigners died tragically.
Zhang Zhiwei suddenly understood why later on, the alien forces from a small island country were able to inflict heavy casualties on the aliens in the land of China.
This is not because the Japanese are very powerful.
If you have a big butt, how strong can you be?
In fact, too many aliens in China have died.
Long before the fight with them, the aliens from the land of China had already fought several rounds with the aliens from the world's great powers.
The foreign powers of the world are supported by the national army and armed with long guns and short cannons.
But behind the strange people in China, there is only a court of young men who are always ready to stab them.
Every time they fought, China suffered heavy casualties.
That’s why it seemed so strenuous later on.
…………
And this time.
"Brother, are you okay?"
The bearded man who had been knocked unconscious by the ghost bear vomited a mouthful of blood, his face regained some human color, and he woke up leisurely.
The first thing he saw when he woke up was the huge bear carcass in the stone temple. The bearded man was frightened and excited. He coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood and quickly asked what was going on.
Several younger brothers quickly told him what had just happened.
"This is like meeting an expert. God bless me, God bless me."
The bearded man looked at the bear corpse on the ground and then at the Taoist priest in the corner, his face full of joy.
First, I was glad that the black bear was killed by an expert and saved a small life.
Second, I am glad that I was cautious before and did not rush into that vote.
Otherwise, it will be kicked to the iron plate.
The bearded man has practiced martial arts and has some knowledge. He knows that there are experts in this world. The Taoist priest in front of him is probably an expert. He quickly went over to say hello and got close to him.
But Zhang Zhiwei knocked him away with just one look.
After being rejected, the bearded man did not dare to disturb him again, lest he would offend the superior and return in anger.
Because the giant bear destroyed the temple door, the wind and rain outside poured into the stone temple, and it was extremely cold. Everyone stopped resting and lit a fire to keep warm. They sat together and talked quietly.
"Boss, Er Mazi is dead, he died miserably, his brains are all over the floor!"
The few people in the world put their coir raincoats on their bodies again, and one of them whispered.
Er Mazi was the one who first looked at Black Bear through the crack of the door, but was slapped to death.
"Everyone has misfortunes and misfortunes. Didn't I almost get slapped to death? Tomorrow morning we will find a place to bury Er Mazi, and he will be buried as a child!"
The bearded man touched his chest as he spoke. Although the black bear's palm did not kill him, it still damaged his muscles and bones, and he would probably need to recover for a while.
At this time, a villager went to take a look at the black bear corpse, and then said with a look of shock:
"This, this, this...this is the man-eating bear that often attacks the village. Wasn't it killed by someone we hired? Why...how did it come back to life again!"
Upon hearing this, several villagers quickly stepped forward to check.
"This is the bear. I know it after it ate my wife and unborn child, and it turned into ashes. But didn't we ask a swordsman to kill it? Why did it come back?"
"Yes, yes, I remember very clearly. The swordsman was very skilled in martial arts. He slashed the bear's shoulder with his knife, almost cutting it into two pieces. The bear stopped moving on the spot, and then the swordsman took the reward. , and also took away the bear’s body. The gash on the bear’s shoulder was made by a swordsman, but how could it be alive again?”
