Chapter 212.
A straw hut stood alone beside the official road leading to Datong County.
The road was in a state of disrepair, and the ground was full of potholes and deep marks left by the wheels.
In the middle of the day, the road did not see half a pedestrian trace, old Zhang Tou stood in front of the shed, looking left and right, full of grooves on his face showed a look of disappointment.
It looks like there’s not much business today.
He touched the head of his grandson, who was sitting aside and dozing, and sighed gently.
It was at this time that a gust of wind blew into the straw hut.
The wind carried a crisp bell.
Old Zhangtou was instantly energized and immediately probed his head to follow the sound.
He saw a big green donkey coming from afar, and on the back of the donkey sat a young Taoist.
The donkey’s hooves clattered, his footsteps were light and quick, and he arrived in front of the hayloft in a flash.
Old Zhang Tou nodded his head and greeted, “This Taoist master, the weather is so hot, do you want to have a cup of herbal tea to rest your feet?”
The four seasons in Nan Shao were not distinct, and although it was now late fall, the temperature was still high.
“Ah uh~”
Before the Taoist Master could say anything, Big Green Donkey nodded his head repeatedly in agreement-exhausted donkey!
“You lazy donkey!”
The plain-looking young Daoist Master’s eyes flashed as he smiled and patted the green donkey’s head.
Rolling over, he jumped down from the donkey’s back, “Then take a break and have a cup of tea, then feed my donkey some grass.”
“Good le!”
Old Zhang Tou smilingly took the reins and tied the green donkey next to the shaded grass shed.
He exclaimed, “Xiao Liu, quickly go get a bundle of grass to feed the donkey!”
The half-grown boy woke up from his dream, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth in a panic, and ran to get the grass behind the shed.
Old Zhang Tou attentively wiped the table with a rag and poured a bowl full of tea for the Daoist who had just sat down.
“Taoist Master, this is my own boiled herbal tea, clearing heat and detoxifying toxins, lowering fire and removing dampness, would you like to try it?”
The plain-looking young Daoist, also known as Wang Duan, picked up the rough pottery tea bowl and brought it to his mouth and took a big sip.
He nodded, “Not bad.”
“You drink more.”
Old Zhang Tou smiled as his eyes narrowed into slits, “Freshly picked melon in the morning, would you like one?”
He pointed to the melons piled up next to him.
Wang Duan asked with interest, “Old man, do you keep this melon ripe?”
Old Zhang Tou froze, “See what you’re saying, I’m a stall seller of melons, can I sell you raw melons?”
“That may or may not be possible.”
Wang Dust said meaningfully, “I don’t see you as a human being, this melon may not be a ripe melon.”
As soon as his words fell, Old Zhang Tou instantly changed his face, veins blossoming on his forehead, his face that was originally wearing a fawning smile steeply distorted, and a bloodthirsty hideousness came out of his eyes.
“Taoist Master, tea can’t be drunk indiscriminately, words can’t be spoken indiscriminately!”
His body trembled, his hands ten fingers clenched into eagle claws, his nails wordlessly becoming long and sharp!
“Ha!”
Wang Dust opened his mouth and laughed.
A stream of water arrows shot out from his throat, instantly hitting Old Zhangtou’s face.
It was none other than the tea he had just drank!
“Ah!”
Old Zhang Tou instantly let out a mournful scream, his face was drenched in blood as the skin opened up, surprisingly revealing white bones.
He staggered back a few steps, and then violently jumped up, pouncing on Wang Chen in the air.
The swiftness and sensitivity of his movement was no less than that of an ape!
However, a large net appeared out of nowhere, completely enveloping Old Zhang Tou.
He fell to the ground, tumbling and wailing loudly, with gray smoke coming out of his body.
At this moment, Old Zhang Tou’s grandson appeared behind Wang Chuan like a ghost, holding a dagger and ruthlessly stabbing at Wang Chuan’s undershirt.
But as if Wang Chuan had eyes in the back of his head, he turned sideways and waved his robe sleeve, slapping heavily on the other’s body.
This half-grown child immediately flew out backwards like a kite with broken strings, and he didn’t know how many bones in his body were broken.
“Ah~”
He fell to the ground and let out a miserable howl that didn’t resemble a human being, a sharp white bone penetrated his body, a black aura lingered on his face that was originally quite clean, and his eyes turned a crimson hue!
Wang Chen shook his head and retrieved the Evil Execution Net that had already “digested” Old Zhang Tou.
His right hand shrinks and spreads the evil net again.
Let the two grandchildren can be reunited.
In fact, it is not very accurate to say “people”, because they have long been possessed by the evil spirit, human nature has been left very little.
When all human nature is extinguished, it will become a real evil spirit!
Wang Chen retrieved the Evil Execution Net and resumed his seat at the small table.
The herbal tea was undrinkable, it was obviously laced with something similar to Monk Sweat Drug.
Because the herbal tea itself is herbal boiled, so ordinary people simply can not drink out, very easy to get caught.
After thinking about it, Wang Chen ingested a melon on the ground.
He put up his finger as a blade and cut open the melon and tasted it.
The melon is ripe, the flavor is still very sweet, even if the long time not eat earthly fire Wang dust eat, also did not feel uncomfortable.
It’s a pity!
To be able to grow such a sweet melon, I think this old man is also a good hand at farming.
As a result, both grandparents and grandchildren were victimized by evil spirits.
As he thought in his heart, the melon flesh in his mouth wasn’t as sweet.
“Ah uh! Ah uh~”
The cry of the big green donkey made Wang Dust snap out of it.
Dumbfounded, he tossed most of the remaining melon at the feet of the Big Green Donkey.
The latter immediately feasted on it.
This fellow was purchased by Wang Chuan in the donkey and mule market half a month ago, and after feeding it a spiritual peach, it actually developed a bit of spirituality, and then accompanied him on his trek through the three counties of Taide, Sanhe, and Zeyang in Nanshao.
In the past half a month, Wang Chuan had cleaned up a lot of evil spirits in Nan Shao based on the information investigated by the Sneak Removal Hall.
And all of these evil spirits were turned into the spiritual energy in the Heavenly Luo Evil Destroying Net!
The evil spirits in the human world were undoubtedly extremely horrifying to ordinary people, but in Wang Chuan’s eyes, they were nothing more than cultivation resources that could be easily harvested.
His next stop was the last Datong County town that he had yet to visit.
When the big green donkey had filled its stomach, Wang Chen was about to get back on the road when he suddenly had a change in his mind.
He probed his hand and ingested the bale of grass that was thrown on the ground, and his nose twitched and sniffed.
Wang Chuan smelled a trace of faint corpse gas.
He immediately came to the back of the grass shed and quickly discovered the end.
Underneath the weed-covered ground, there were dozens of corpses buried, mostly dressed as peasants, and a few strong martial artists, all of them drained of their essence and blood, and their deaths were very miserable.
Obviously, they were victimized by evil spirits.
Wang Chen sighed and dug them all up, sending them into the straw hut.
If these corpses were allowed to be buried here, it would sooner or later breed new evil spirits, wandering souls or walking corpses.
A large fire crow was thrown into the grass hut, and a blazing fire rose to the sky.
“Dust to dust, earth to earth, the dead souls return to the thick earth ……”
Wang Dust recited the Mantra of the Past Life in his heart, transcending these victims.
All lives are suffering, may they enjoy peace in the next life.
He mounted the big green donkey and traveled along the official road in the direction of Datong County Town.