The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.
However, Li Daoxuan felt cold all over his body, especially his neck. The sapphire hairpin was only 0.01 centimeters away from his neck at this time. If he stabbed it hard, blood would flow like a gush!
Fortunately, he relented in time.
"Sister Yu, I am just testing the magical power I have just cultivated, and there is absolutely no other meaning!"
He smiled and removed the hairpin and said, "Sister Yu, this hairpin is used to tie your hair. Why do you always hold it in your hand? How about I help you tie it on."
Chen Ziyu looked at the drop of cold sweat rolling down his face, expressionless.
The next moment, her figure escaped into the oil paper umbrella again.
"Sister Yu, you haven't told me what you want to do with me?"
Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the topic.
But Chen Ziyu obviously didn't want to pay attention to him, and the oil-paper umbrella remained motionless.
"Sister Yu, are you really angry?"
"I really didn't mean that just now. How about if I change my self and dance for you too, we'll be even?"
There was still no movement from the oil-paper umbrella.
Li Daoxuan took the umbrella in his hand and tried to open it by force, but found that no matter how hard he tried, the umbrella would not move at all.
Just like a sulky little daughter-in-law...
Li Daoxuan could only smile bitterly, thinking that he should wait until her anger subsided first.
…
One day later, on a remote mountain road.
If anyone were here, they would definitely suspect that they had seen a ghost, because there were nine identical people in front of them practicing cross-legged.
The Dao seals on their hands are constantly changing, and an earthy yellow light appears faintly on their bodies, giving people a feeling of weight and vicissitudes.
Like the vast land beneath our feet.
Sparrows flew over one after another, or felt the natural and generous breath, landing on the heads of several incarnations.
However, not long after, the incarnations dissipated one by one and turned into strands of hair, floating back into Li Daoxuan's long hair.
The sparrows flapped their wings and flew away in panic...
Li Daoxuan opened his eyes, showing a hint of joy.
Sure enough, it worked. After practicing for only an hour, he felt that his understanding of the Tu Xing Chapter was constantly deepening, far better than before!
If this continues, he may soon be able to master the art of earth walking!
Li Daoxuan plans to retreat for a while after returning to Xinyang County to achieve two goals. One is to break through the middle stage of Bigu, and the other is to complete the Earth Element Chapter of the Great Five Elements Escape Technique!
After practicing, he continued on his way towards Xinyang County. According to the distance, he should be not far from Xinyang County.
It was getting late, and he quickened his pace.
But when passing by Xiaosha Village, Li Daoxuan stopped, looked at the quiet village under the night, and smiled.
It was in this village that he killed the bat demon, which led to the pursuit of the snake demon, and then he met the master and Sister Yu by chance.
He also liked the little granddaughter of the Muramasa family, but he hesitated and didn't bother her.
They have their own lives, and for this village that has finally calmed down, there is no need for a Taoist priest.
Maybe many years later, when Li Daoxuan comes back here, even the old Muramasa's granddaughter will be old, and no one will remember him anymore.
Even on the path to immortality, there is always something separated between the mortal world.
Shaking his head, Li Daoxuan prepared to move forward.
However, the light of the fire flashed, and they were several patrolling detectives. When they saw Li Daoxuan, a trace of vigilance appeared in their eyes, and they shouted: "Who is this, stop!"
Li Daoxuan frowned. Judging from their clothes, they should be police officers from Xinyang County. How could they appear in Xiaosha Village?
The curfew policy will only be implemented in the city. How can anyone take care of this remote country?
Li Dao
The agents surrounded him, their hands on the hilts of their knives.
The leading catcher stared at Li Daoxuan very vigilantly, his eyes flashed, and he said: "How dare you rush on your way alone in the middle of the night?"
Li Dao
He took steps to leave.
The head catcher shouted loudly and said: "You are possessed of sorcery, and you just happened to appear in Xiaosha Village late at night. I think even if you are not the demon who massacred the village, you are definitely not able to get away with it. Catch me!"
Li Daoxuan's feet paused and his body froze.
He turned his head and his eyes were as sharp as a sword. The murderous aura with which he had killed the great demon with his sword was something that a few ordinary people could withstand. The arresters immediately stayed there as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"You just said... massacre the village?"
There was a hint of regret in the eyes of the leading catcher. Naturally, he didn't really think that this person was the murderer, but just wanted to catch someone at random and quickly deliver.
In ancient times, solving crimes was not a difficult task. Many county magistrates would first identify a suspect and then directly torture him until he confessed.
This is also the reason why detectives like Di Renjie and Bao Zheng are famous forever, because in ancient times, there were too few officials like them who could investigate cases!
The head catcher felt the murderous aura in Li Daoxuan and knew that this man was not easy to deal with, so this time he was kicked to the iron plate.
He quickly said: "We misunderstood the Taoist priest. I don't know what kind of murderer was provoked in this small sand village. All of them turned into corpses overnight and were hung on the old locust tree in the middle of the village..."
The next moment, he saw the young Taoist with a frosty face and long windless hair. A terrifying murderous aura filled the air, making people shudder.
Li Daoxuan stepped forward, his figure disappeared out of thin air, and appeared ten feet away in an instant. Within a few steps, he entered Xiaosha Village.
"Ghost...ghost!"
When several police officers saw this scene, they all thought Li Daoxuan was a ghost and ran away in panic...
Xiaosha Village.
Li Daoxuan stepped into the village again.
As soon as he entered here, he smelled a faint smell of blood.
Li Daoxuan's eyes were cold, and he walked forward quietly, passing by the old Cunzheng's house, and turned to look at it.
Once upon a time, he ate steamed cakes and drank white porridge there. Although it was simple, he was very happy.
But now the door is open, empty, and there is a deathly silence.
Continuing to move forward, Li Daoxuan came to the center of the village.
An old locust tree stood there quietly, its trunk bent, seeming a little overwhelmed.
Because there are corpses hanging on it!
Old or young, male or female, all looked frightened, their pupils widened, as if they had seen something very scary.
A gust of cold wind blew, and the corpse floated gently, like dried bacon.
Among the corpses, Li Daoxuan still saw the people he didn't want to see, the old village man and his little granddaughter.
During the Taketoku period, the son and daughter-in-law of Lao Muramasa all died of famine. They never survived that era of war and chaos. Finally, the world settled down, and they met an emperor who was frivolous in corvee and low in wealth. He and his little granddaughter depended on each other, and they were poor but happy.
Unexpectedly, they are all now cold corpses.
The past events were still vivid in his mind, and Li Daoxuan felt the cruelty of this world for the first time.
These people living at the bottom, after struggling to survive natural disasters and wars, still have to face those terrible monsters!
Yes, Li Daoxuan was sure that it was a monster, because he smelled a faint trace of monster energy on these corpses, and the souls of these villagers were also missing.
Moreover, judging from the characteristics of the corpses, these villagers were killed first and then hung on the trees, but there were no traces of dragging on the ground.
The act of hanging on a tree is more like a demonstration...
If the murderer were a mortal, it would be difficult to do this without leaving traces.
Li Daoxuan sighed and was about to step forward to put them down, but at this moment, he felt something in his heart and turned to look behind him.
In some dark corner, a pair of eyes were staring at him...
