Witch Wind

Chapter 14: Small Town Battlefield (Part )

Among the two White Lotus Incense Masters and the short and tall men following behind them, the leader was Xiangliu Baixie.

Beside Xiangliu Baifei, there stood five strong men who had a similar aura to him, were also tall and thin, and walked like cold-blooded reptiles, with their hands and feet swinging like willows in the wind.

In addition to the six of them, there were three men in the crowd with slightly dark blue hair, slightly watery pupils, stout physiques, and a faint watery aura all around them.

Only a cultivator with a strong soul like Xing Tianli could barely sense this so-called faint water vapor. If it were a normal mortal, he would only feel a little cool around him when the three men approached.

In addition to these nine men who looked out of tune with ordinary people, they were followed by more than a hundred strong young men wearing militia uniforms and with extremely fierce and domineering auras.

"Uncle, let's retreat!" Xing Tianli said softly, "Let the foreign masters solve their own problems."

Li Kuisheng was angry and wanted to say something.

Xing Tianli grabbed his shoulders, exerted a little force with his five fingers, and dragged him back along the stone street. He had personally experienced the power of Xiangliu Baifei, and he had seen the evil power of the three men last night. If these people clashed, Li Kuisheng would be crushed to pieces if he was not careful.

How could he dare to let Li Kuisheng and these people from the Inspection Office be dragged into such a vortex?
At this moment, Xing Tianli even made a decision - to let Li Kuisheng resign.

The old priest gently rang the silver bell, turned around and stood in the middle of the street. With a subtle smile, he looked at the large group of White Lotus followers who were rushing towards him aggressively: "Supreme and merciful Mother, please have mercy on these lost lambs and guide them onto the right path."

Two white lotus incense masters dressed as local tycoons rushed up arrogantly. Just as they were about to say something, Xiangliu Baifei had already swiped left and right and pushed them aside. Looking down at the old priest, Xiangliu Baifei whispered, "Why don't you draw a path?"

The old priest stared at Xiangliu Baifei with eyes wide open, a little confused - he didn't understand the jargon of the Dayu Dynasty's underworld.

Xiangliu Baifei frowned and said in a deep voice: "It was you who killed our partners? It was you who burned the coal we stored at the dock? It was you who made it impossible for us to transport the employees who signed the contract with us?"

The old priest understood what was said. He gently rang the silver bell and said loudly: "Children, you are walking on the wrong path. Please feel the guidance of the Virgin Mary and stay away from the temptation of evil. As long as you return to the right path, the merciful Virgin Mary will surely forgive your sins!"

Over there, County Magistrate Ma woke up again.

He stood up unsteadily and looked at this side with a look of surprise.

Xiangliu Baixie looked at County Magistrate Ma and shouted, "Sir, I heard that there are bandits colluding with each other around Xiaoyandang Lake, robbing merchants and civilians, and often killing people. Well, just today, more than a hundred missionaries were killed by bandits!"

"You must report this unfortunate news to your superiors in detail!"

County Magistrate Ma widened his eyes, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his shriveled body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Xiangliu Baifei waved towards Li Kuisheng and said, "Li Kuisheng, you don't want this town to be in chaos, do you? As the inspector, you should cooperate with us and expel these evil missionaries."

Li Kuisheng frowned: "Expulsion?"

Xiangliu Baifei nodded: "You don't need to do anything, just keep the people in your town quiet!"

Without waiting for Xing Tianli and Li Kuisheng to respond, Xiangliu Baifei raised his right hand, and his five fingers brought up a gust of evil wind, which struck the old priest in the face.

Behind the old priest, a burly man in a black robe suddenly stepped forward, his right arm moving strangely, and his arm instantly expanded to twice its usual thickness. With a thunderous bang, he punched Xiangliu Baifei's palm.

With a muffled sound, Xiangliu Baifei's expression suddenly changed. He was knocked off his feet by the punch from the man in black robe and retreated repeatedly.

His tall and thin body shook like flowing water, and waves of terrible force were resolved by his strange force-dissipating method, and slammed into the street along his body. Pieces of heavy stone slabs exploded, and when Xiangliu Baifei retreated, each step blasted a large pit about a foot square on the ground.

After retreating six steps in a row, two men of similar build to Xiangliu Baifei stretched out their hands and supported his back, which helped him to stabilize his body.

The three men, who were covered in water vapor, all laughed loudly. One of them shouted sternly, "You from the Xiangliu family, are you capable of anything? You can't even take care of a bunch of barbarian slaves. Do you still want to save the reputation of your ancestors?"

Xiangliu Baifei looked unhappy and laughed strangely a few times.

The black-robed man who had engaged Xiangliu Baifei in a head-on collision suddenly let out a strange cry. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fist, which was full of muscles and larger than an ordinary person's head. On his fair skin, dots of dark green were so dazzling, and the dark green marks were spreading rapidly.

"Despicable guy, poisonous!" The man in black robe shouted angrily in the Da Yu Chao official language with a stuttering and strong foreign accent.

Xiangliu Baifei and the five tall men behind him all laughed strangely. They twisted their tall bodies and pounced on the old priest at the same time.

Several burly black-robed men roared together, bringing up a gust of evil wind, and fearlessly rushed towards Xiangliu Baixie and the others. Before the two sides even fought, there was already some blood splattering - Xing Tianli saw it clearly, the burly man with the poisoned palm just shook his right hand, and his palm flesh burst open, and the poisoned flesh fell off by itself, falling to the ground with a little poisonous blood.

The flesh on the man's hand moved, and the wound healed in just a breath.

There were loud noises and strong winds. The old priest gently rang the silver bell and retreated back to the inn in two or three steps. There were several young nuns around fifteen or sixteen years old standing at the door of the inn, holding delicate incense burners in their hands. Thick white smoke rolled up and the pungent aroma quickly spread around.

White smoke scattered everywhere, and flies and mosquitoes fell like raindrops in the air.

When the fragrance hit them, Li Kuisheng and the others felt dizzy, their bodies went numb, and they were staggering and about to fall down.

Xing Tianli reacted very quickly, grabbed Li Kuisheng, waved his sleeves, and blew away the smoke. He hurriedly dragged Li Kuisheng backwards at full speed. He ran all the way and retreated nearly a hundred feet before he could no longer smell the smoke that was so powerful.

Xing Tianli's ears trembled slightly, and he heard the sound of people falling to the ground in the courtyards on all sides.

Obviously, these missionaries released such cigarettes, which directly cleaned the entire place. It was impossible for ordinary townspeople to know what was happening at the scene.

As the smoke of cigarettes spread, the men in black robes stopped pretending.

They roared loudly, and their clothes suddenly tore apart. The skin of the two men squirmed like flowing water. Dozens of thin whips made of skin were whistling all over the sky with a piercing whistle. Occasionally, they fell to the ground, leaving a crack more than ten feet long and several feet deep that was deeply embedded in the street.

The bodies of three men suddenly expanded, the muscles of their arms expanded like pillars, their arms squirmed and stretched to more than three feet, and their huge fists struck like battering rams. Xiangliu Baifei's two companions were hit by heavy fists and were immediately knocked back with a muffled groan.

The muscles of the men flying backwards squirmed like flowing water, and they used that strange method of unloading force. After landing, a large area of ​​the ground beneath their feet exploded, and stone fragments flew everywhere, but they themselves were not hurt at all.

Three other men in black robes took big steps back, raising their hands as they retreated. The skin on their fingertips cracked, and their finger bones quickly condensed into bone spurs. Then, with a piercing scream, white rays shot into the air, piercing the hearts of Xiangliu, Baixie and others.

The three men, who were surrounded by water vapor, snorted coldly. They suddenly stepped forward and waved their hands. Large amounts of water vapor were visible in the air, and clouds several feet in size quickly formed in front of them.

Rays of white light shot into the clouds with a whistling sound, and only made a "puff" sound, and then there was no movement.

Xing Tianli narrowed his eyes. These three men had such exquisite water control skills!
It is truly amazing that in this Dharma-Ending Age, there is actually such an ingenious method!
Behind Xiangliu Baixie and the others, a hundred or so militiamen in uniform were the first to be hit, smelling the strange white smoke emitted by the young nuns. The two White Lotus Incense Masters swayed and fell to the ground, and the twenty or so men standing in front of them also groaned and fell to the ground with trembling bodies.

Large clouds of green smoke came out of the sleeves of Xiangliu, Baifei and six other people at the same time.

The faint green smoke and the white smoke collided, and there was actually a "hissing" sound like cold water being poured on a red-hot iron plate. In the air, a faint, pungent smell like a blood clot being burned spread. The men who had just fallen down sneezed a few times and jumped up again. "Hit me!" Xiangliu Baifei shouted sternly.

These hundred or so militiamen were very ferocious. Upon hearing the order, they drew their guns and started beating the old priest and several young nuns in front of the inn without any care.

Amid the chaotic gunfire, dense bullets were fired like a rainstorm.

The old priest gently rang the silver bell, and with the sound of the bell "ding-ding", the old priest's black robe moved without wind. The air in front of him suddenly rippled with translucent waves, and circles of ripples covered the entire door of the inn. Bullets were fired one after another, and suddenly stagnated in the air.

The bullets spun rapidly, and each bullet stirred up the air, creating ripples visible to the naked eye, but they could not get close to the old priest and the young nuns at all.

Xing Tianli's eyes flashed coldly and his pupils suddenly condensed.

This seems to be the power of the soul?

It is neither true nor false. It is not as condensed and solid as the power of the soul, nor does it have the magical power of the soul to communicate with heaven and earth and control the avenue!

It seemed that the old priest's mental power had reached a certain extreme, and the miracle was caused by the release of his mental power!
Although simple and powerful mental power is wonderful, it is pitifully crude compared to the power of the soul!
"If you dare to attack my Lord's servants, you will surely be punished by God!" The old priest shouted to the sky in a mysterious manner. His body shook slightly, and blood spurted from the corners of his eyes. The translucent ripples in front of him swelled, and hundreds of bullets made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, following their original trajectory and heading straight towards the militia men.

Dozens of thin clouds surged, blocking the trajectory of the bullets.

Most of the bullets were blocked by the thin clouds, and only a dozen or so bullets were fired back. Seven or eight militiamen groaned in pain, blood splashed on their bodies, and they fell heavily to the ground with bullets in their bodies.

The old priest gasped, and the silver bell in his hand rang rapidly: "Most Merciful Mother, please punish these evil accomplices!"

Inside the inn, a large group of missionaries who usually looked kind and benevolent when preaching, took out various guns from nowhere and emerged from the walls. They fired at the busy militiamen.

Then, gunshots rang out everywhere.

Xiangliu, Bai Fei and others were fighting in a group on the street, while two or three hundred long and short guns were divided into two gangs, and the fight was also fierce.

The militiamen were crowded in the street, without any cover, and more than a dozen of them were shot down by random gunfire as soon as they started fighting. Then, they mixed with the British soldiers, firing at the inn while retreating towards the dock.

An English officer screamed at the top of his lungs, pulled out a flare, and threw it into the sky with all his might.

"Bang! Bang!"
A ball of red light exploded in the air. On the lake, sharp whistles were heard from two inland gunboats. Four small-caliber naval guns at the bow and stern roared in unison.

No one knew how long these British artillerymen had been preparing. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, four shells landed extremely accurately in the front yard of the inn. Four balls of fire exploded, and shrapnel swept everywhere. The missionaries who were busy shooting suddenly howled in pain, and dozens of them fell to the ground on the spot.

On the deck, sailors in light blue uniforms were running back and forth, shells were continuously loaded into the gun barrels, flames flickered, shells whistled, and on average, a round of shells fell every three to five breaths.

As the bombardment continued, the two small river gunboats rose and fell slightly, and after several rounds of bombardment, the shells fell off the target. The yard where Michelle rented was hit by two shells, and seven or eight houses adjacent to the inn also had large balls of fire, and two small buildings collapsed with huge explosions.

Faint cries were heard in the distance, and a large group of townspeople fled out of the town in a panic, dragging their families with them.

Xing Tianli tightly grasped the Tongtian Magic Bamboo, his eyes slightly bloodshot.

Li Kuisheng was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelling at the top of his lungs.

Xing Tianli pushed Li Kuisheng behind him and said, "Uncle, take the people and lead the villagers to retreat. These guys don't treat us as human beings at all!"

Where is this?

In broad daylight, in broad daylight, these guys openly started a war in Xiaolongqiu Town!
Even artillery fire was used!
Xing Tianli was filled with resentment, and his blood was blocked: "What are the officials of Dayu Dynasty doing? This is your territory!"

Xing Tianli didn't care what the officials of the Dayu Dynasty did for a living.

What if they all eat shit?
But this was Xiaolongqiu Town, the Xiaolongqiu Town he had lived in for ten years. Seeing those small buildings collapsing in the artillery fire, and hearing the cries and shouts of those panicked townspeople running away, Xing Tianli felt as if his whole body was on fire, and his internal organs seemed to be fried in boiling oil, and a surge of evil fire rushed straight to his head.

"Master Dao, your Dao heart is not clear enough!"

Xing Tianli cursed in a low voice, lightly tapped Tongtian Miaozhu, and ran towards the battle site with all his strength.

He rushed into a civilian house, and a shell exploded in front of him, causing a tidal wave. The purple ribbon Taoist robe shone with a faint light, blocking the turbulent tidal wave. He tapped the Tongtian Magic Bamboo lightly, and more than a dozen shrapnel that were attacking him were shattered into pieces with a few "clangs".

His body shook, his chest felt slightly stuffy, and his blood was surging. Xing Tianli braved the explosion and rushed into a shaky house, grabbing the townspeople who had fainted from the white smoke from the little nun. He held two of the six people in his hands, two under his arms, and two on his shoulders. Xing Tianli rushed out of the house with his footsteps as fast as the wind, and quickly took them away.

Throwing the family of six on the ground, Xing Tianli let out a long low roar and rushed into the battlefield again.

Some people from the Inspection Office also wanted to rush to the shelling area to rescue people. But after they took a few steps, they smelled a pungent aroma in the air, their vision became blurry, and they fell to the ground with a thud.

Li Kuisheng was so angry that he started to curse loudly, and after a roar at the top of his voice, he led the people from the Inspection Office away in a panic. Some people beat gongs and drums, and Li Kuisheng cursed loudly, directing the chaotic townspeople to flee in a direction away from the dock.

Xing Tianli went in and out of the battlefield again and again.

The cigarettes used by these nuns cover an area of ​​100 meters in radius, within which there are about a hundred residential houses.

Xing Tianli released his spiritual power and swept through houses one by one. Whenever he encountered someone fainting, he would rush in and take them away from the danger zone. Several times, shells fell near him, and the shock wave almost made him vomit blood.

Xing Tianli was busy while cursing.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on in the minds of these missionaries, the White Lotus people, and those bastards from Yingjishi.
What exactly are they seeking in this sudden and chaotic war?

Just because the White Lotus Sect colluded with Yingji merchants and trafficked a large number of people to Yingji?
Those missionaries, missionaries with strange powers, came to Xiaolongqiu Town just for this matter and caused such a big fuss?

Xing Tianli realized that these missionaries came here to preach just as a side job!

They came here just for the human trafficking of the White Lotus Sect!

But what’s the point?
After searching and rescuing dozens of houses in succession, Xing Tianli was extremely exhausted.

Panting, he just ran into a house when a shell whizzed down and almost hit Xing Tianli directly. The purple ribbon Taoist robe suddenly shone with dazzling light patterns, and a dense and flexible force surrounded Xing Tianli.

Flames raged, shrapnel flew everywhere, and in front of Xing Tianli, a family of five lying on the ground were blown into pieces in the flames. Xing Tianli himself almost lost all his energy and blood, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was blown more than ten feet away, and he rolled over several times on the ground with an unstable footing.

Xing Tianli's eyes instantly became bloodshot.

(End of this chapter)