Witch Wind

Chapter 4: Fighting violence with violence (Part )

Damn the Dharma Ending Age!
Xing Tianli stood on the pier, his face gloomy, even darker than the sky on a plum rain day.

There was no soul left on the fishing boat.

Fortunately, he exerted all his strength and captured a few traces of human scent on the body of the third son of the Zhao family.

With his left hand forming a seal, Xing Tianli trapped a few wisps of air in his palm. He waved to Li Kuisheng, tapped the ground with his thin bamboo pole, and headed straight for his own courtyard, passing through the crowd of onlookers.

Li Kuisheng was cursing, and as he shouted, two speedboats had already set off, preparing to cross Xiaoyan Dang Lake and go to Dalongqiu County to report to the authorities. This was a major case with more than 30 people dead and so many witnesses, so it was impossible to hide it.

Xing Tianli quickly returned to his own courtyard and went to the west wing of his backyard. He burned incense and worshipped the portrait of the Three Pure Ones. Then he grabbed a stool and sat at the door of the wing. He gave an order to several inspectors who followed him into the yard, asking them to go and pick up a vicious dog.

"It would be best if the patient has rabies and is about to die." Xing Tianli especially reminded them.

The soldiers of the Inspection Office are all local scoundrels in the town. They know everything about which widow likes to open the door in the middle of the night, which landlord steals his own maid, and which poor scholar is so hungry that he eats tofu dregs in the middle of the night.

In just a quarter of an hour, they brought back a mad dog that was tied up like a dumpling and was still struggling and roaring wildly.

Xing Tianli waved his hand and asked them to go to the front yard.

From under the altar with the portraits of the Three Pure Ones, he took out a box of cinnabar, a century-old peach wood brush, and a small inkstone made from bricks from a thousand-year-old tomb.

It was the rainy season, and Xing Tianli was under the eaves. He collected a few drops of rootless water, took some cinnabar, and polished it carefully with a "Jade琀" that had been used for burials for a thousand years.

This 'Jade琀' was a burial object held in the mouths of ancient kings and nobles after their death. It has absorbed the dead air for thousands of years and is the most yin thing in the world.

While Xing Tianli was grinding the cinnabar, he muttered in a low voice: "In the Dharma Ending Age, Taoism no longer exists. Fortunately, what I have obtained in this life is not Taoism. It's just that these methods are fierce and cruel, but they are a bit useless!"

"It's just that I feel unfair!"

"Xiaolongqiu Town has always been peaceful. For ten years, there haven't even been any street thugs collecting protection fees. It's impossible for a murder like this to happen." Xing Tianli sighed and said, "Old Li, Old Li, you should just kill those two filthy bastards."

"Sometimes, you don't want to kill someone because of the old relationship, but they won't care about that."

"But I can't blame you, Lao Li. In your heart, I am a pure burden."

"You don't dare to turn against them because of me, right?"

"In the end, they took advantage of me!"

Even though it was the end of the Dharma Age, and even though his previous life's celestial-level skills and magic powers had all gone down the drain, Xing Tianli's spiritual perception as a practitioner remained the same. He could see through the inexplicable misfortunes of those fishermen who were doing their job.

In the inkstone, the cinnabar was ground into a sticky paste. Xing Tianli shouted softly, silently moving the blood and qi in his body. Three drops of blood spurted out from his right index finger and fell into the inkstone. The deep red cinnabar suddenly boiled. Xing Tianli silently recited the secret spell in a low voice. The boiling cinnabar quickly merged with the three drops of blood. In a breath, it had turned into an extremely creepy black color.

Holding an inkstone and a peach wood brush, Xing Tianli came to the mad dog that was struggling crazily, dipped the brush in the black cinnabar slurry in the inkstone, and carefully drew strange runes on the mad dog's body.

The runes are ancient and primitive, full of strange primitive wildness.

There was no need to rely on the power of heaven and earth, and there was no need to mobilize the laws of the great way. The cinnabar ink mixed with the blood of the Xingtian carp, the rune pattern only flashed with a faint light, and quickly merged into the mad dog's body. The mad dog whined softly, and its body suddenly released a terrible high temperature.

This is "witchcraft", which does not seek external forces, but only asks oneself.

The various miraculous abilities hidden in the blood of this mad dog, which originated from the ancient times and were possessed by the ancestor of this bloodline, suddenly erupted under the stimulation of Xing Tianli's blood essence.

The blood was burning, the blood was boiling, and the skinny mad dog's blood was rapidly consumed. In a few breaths, it had become skin and bones. It originally had about a year to live, but in an instant, it was burned to only half a day. However, some broken ancient fragments in its blood had been forcibly pieced together by a primitive and wild force.

‘Click’!
The hemp rope that tied up the mad dog broke into pieces. The mad dog, which was as thin as a skeleton, suddenly gained tremendous strength, easily broke the hemp rope, and stood up shakily.

Xing Tianli drew the last rune on the mad dog, put away his belongings, and bowed to the portrait of the Three Pure Ones, sighing softly, "Master, please understand. The world has changed so much that I was forced to resort to such means."

Returning to the mad dog that stood like a sculpture, emitting a savage aura, Xing Tianli gently wiped the breath collected in his left palm towards its nose. The mad dog suddenly raised its head, and its two eyeballs had turned blood red, except for the green bean-sized pupil in the middle, which was dark and as deep as a black hole.

Silently, the mad dog turned and left.

Xing Tianli followed the mad dog closely, tapping the thin bamboo pole. Several experts from the patrol inspection department also followed Xing Tianli closely without saying a word.

Walking out of the alley and onto the stone-paved street, the mad dog trotted away, growling as it ran. In the distance, there were dog barking sounds echoing back, and from the alley nearby, two local dogs, one black and one yellow, ran out.

Almost every household in Xiaolongqiu Town has a dog. People in rural areas don't have so many requirements. During the day, the dogs of each family are free to roam.

Xing Tianli used witchcraft to activate a trace of blood power in this mad dog. Although it was extremely weak, to these native dogs that had degenerated for who knows how many generations, this mad dog was like the reincarnation of an ancestor. Every bark of the dog sounded like the words of gold and jade, full of majesty that could not be disobeyed.

Dogs of all sizes kept rushing out from the alleys on both sides, and followed the mad dog in an orderly line.

Several good men from the Inspection Office were curious at first, then horrified. By the time the pack of dogs following the mad dog had reached more than a hundred, they were already pale and cold sweat mixed with rain kept flowing down their faces.

Xing Tianli and his group rushed out of the main street of Xiaolongqiu Town and walked two miles along a gravel path. There was a huge fish pond on the side of the road and a vegetable garden next to it. Raindrops fell one by one, making ripples in the fish pond, and the rain and fog covered the vegetable garden, making the large green area look particularly lively in the rain.

Between the fish pond and the vegetable garden, there are three tiled houses. From the chimney of one of the houses, wisps of smoke are rising, obviously someone is making a fire to cook.

Xing Tianli let out a light shout.

The mad dog stopped, raised its head, sniffed hard at the tile-roofed house several dozen feet away, and then whimpered in a low voice. Xing Tianli's face drooped - there was a smell of blood in the house, and it was from more than one person.

Xing Tianli followed the mad dog and slowly walked to a corner of the vegetable garden near the sandy road. The mad dog dug and scratched frantically, digging up less than half a foot of loose soil, revealing four already swollen corpses.

A patrol officer yelled, "The four members of the old Ma family are all here! These bastards!"

"Then, there is no need to worry about the safety of the hostages." Xing Tianli sighed and nodded lightly with his right hand.

The mad dog followed the path between the fish pond and the vegetable garden and headed straight for the tiled house in the middle. From all directions, more than four hundred dogs of all sizes growled in low voices and had surrounded the three tiled houses in the middle.

'Bang'!
The mad dog suddenly accelerated, creating a gust of wind, and crashed headfirst into the door of the tiled house. The heavy wooden door made of solid wood boards collapsed under its impact, revealing a dozen sturdy men sitting on benches in the main house, drinking, smoking, and chatting.

Xing Tianli turned and walked away, muttering in a low voice: "Go tell Lao Li that the murderer was torn to pieces by a pack of dogs possessed by wronged spirits. Heaven has eyes, and those who commit many evil deeds will be punished!"

More than 400 dogs barked wildly amid the hysterical howling of the mad dogs, and rushed towards the three small tiled houses like a tide. The sturdy men were caught off guard and were pounced to the ground by the fat and strong dogs in the front. Then a large group of dogs pounced on them, biting and scratching them madly.

The shrill howls were heard continuously. Several patrol soldiers turned pale with fear and looked at Xing Tianli with strange eyes.

That night.

The wind was strong and the rain was heavy. Thunder rolled over our heads with a whistling sound. Large raindrops hit the roof tiles, making a 'whooshing' sound. Apart from the wind, rain and thunder, no other sound could be heard.

The gate of the courtyard was opened, and a glass lantern on the lamp stand on the gatepost was shining brightly, illuminating a small alley in front of the gate.

In the courtyard, under the eaves of the left and right wing rooms, three lanterns were hung. When the wind blew, the lanterns swayed, and the light and shadows swayed back and forth in the courtyard. The whole courtyard, including the violent wind and rain that fell from the sky, seemed to be twisting and shaking. The whole courtyard seemed to be swallowed by a giant and was being digested in its stomach.

In the main room of the front yard, Xing Tianli sat at the eight-immortal table, with a thin bamboo pole beside him, and his hands carefully stroking a double-barreled shotgun of terrifying caliber. A row of shotgun shells, as thick as two thumbs of an ordinary person, were lined up on the table. Under the light, there was a clear trace of blood on each shotgun shell. The mad dog had died of old age.

However, Xing Tianli took the saliva from its mouth, some cerebrospinal fluid from its brain, and used a drop of his own blood to mix cinnabar, and attached some wonderful witchcraft spells to these shotgun shells.

If your flesh is broken by these shotgun shells, even if it is a non-fatal flesh wound, you will be infected with rabies!

Xing Tianli thought that using rabies to deal with those mad dog-like people was the best way to use it.

Li Kuisheng sat opposite Xing Tianli with four revolvers loaded with bullets in front of him. He drank tea in big gulps, looking at Xing Tianli for a while and then at the shotgun in his hand.

Li Kuisheng coughed lightly and twisted his waist. The chair under his butt rubbed against the water-polished blue brick floor, making a harsh sound.

"Old Li, if you want to ask something, just ask!" Xing Tianli placed the double-barreled shotgun on the square table in front of him.

Li Kuisheng was silent for a while, but finally he couldn't hold back his curiosity and said in a deep voice: "Those people died too tragically. They killed people but ended up getting mauled to death by a pack of dogs. That's too tragic."

"Where did you learn this method?" Li Kuisheng picked up the teacup and took a big sip. "I'm not blaming you, I'm just curious. This method is a bit unscrupulous. Which idiot taught you this?"

‘Boom’!
A thunder exploded almost on the roof of the hall. Li Kuisheng shuddered and subconsciously looked up at the roof.

"I said this a few days ago." Xing Tianli picked up the teapot, grabbed a teacup, and poured himself a cup of tea. The tea was poured into the cup accurately, without a drop of water leaking out: "There was an old immortal who said in a dream that he had a destiny with me. He not only gave me a novel script, but also taught me a lot of things."

"You are kidding me!" Li Kuisheng stared at Xing Tianli with eyes wide open: "Do you think your uncle is a three-year-old kid? In this world, where are there gods, demons and monsters?"

Xing Tianli smiled without saying a word, picked up the teacup and took a sip carefully.

Li Kuisheng looked at Xing Tianli deeply and sighed heavily: "In the future, when doing this kind of thing, stay away from people. The few people who went out with you today are all your uncle's die-hard fans, and they are all tight-lipped. In the future, don't do this in front of outsiders!"

Xing Tianli nodded slowly and said softly: "I was so angry that I lost my temper and acted hastily. I will be more careful next time!"

Heavy footsteps were heard, and two burly men holding umbrellas strode into the yard. They arrived at the door of the main room, put the umbrellas under the eaves, and walked in without restraint.

Li Kuisheng's face was gloomy.

Xing Tianli picked up the teacup and drank it all. The two men were already within six feet of him. He could see clearly that these two guys were the ones that Li Kuisheng had taken away from home a few days ago.

The strong wind brought heavy rain and the only sounds between heaven and earth were wind, rain and thunder.

Inside the main hall, none of the four people said a word. Xing Tianli gently stroked the thin bamboo pole. Li Kuisheng continued to drink tea, his eyes fixed on the two men standing in front of him.

The expressions of the two men were very strange.

At first glance, they seemed arrogant and almost domineering, but if you looked closely, you would see that their eyes flickered and were filled with an inexplicable fear of "doubting the world" and "doubting life".

A thunder roared past, and Xing Tianli spoke up: "Do you two know what happened in the evening?"

The two men said nothing.

Xing Tianli said softly: "What a tragic death! Eighteen sturdy men were torn into pieces by more than four hundred dogs. It shows that people should not commit evil. If they do, heaven will definitely punish them!"

The dark-faced man finally moved. He said in a deep voice, "Old Li, you were too cruel. Killing people is not enough. You found those brothers and killed them, which is fine. In fact, they were placed there so that you could find them. But after they died, you used dogs to trample their bodies. You, Old Li, were also a man in the army. When did you learn such despicable methods?"

Li Kuisheng blinked his eyes and looked very innocent.

Those men were actually bitten to death by the dogs released by Xing Tianli while they were still alive. It was not at all that Li Kuisheng and his men shot them to death and then released the dogs to tear them apart!

Of course, in order to cover up something, Li Kuisheng and his men fired more than a hundred shots at the bodies of those men. This is a fact. If you insist that Li Kuisheng shot those guys to death and then let the dogs destroy their bodies, perhaps the general public would be more willing to believe this explanation.

"Let's talk business!" Xing Tianli interrupted the sullen man's accusation: "You are the ones who started this incident. Whatever happened afterwards is the retribution you deserve."

The dark-faced man's face suddenly glowed red.

He stared at Xing Tianli intently, his teeth chattering. It was obvious that he was remembering how Xing Tianli had easily knocked him unconscious a few days ago.

The bearded man slapped his friend on the shoulder and pushed him back. He took two steps forward and put his hands on the eight-immortal table: "Those fishermen died miserably."

Li Kuisheng said coldly: "Those lackeys of yours died miserably."

The bearded man hurriedly shook his head: "Old Li, this is different. Those brothers were supposed to die. That's right, they killed those fishermen, and we want to use the lives of these fishermen to teach you a lesson."

"You are the inspector of Xiaolongqiu Town. Those fishermen died, so you have to be punished, right?"

"But we brothers have an old friendship after all. So, they died on Xiaoyandang Lake, not in Xiaolongqiu Town. If you, Lao Li, agreed to the matter that we brothers mentioned to you a few days ago, then we would have handed these brothers over to you, Lao Li, and asked you to give an explanation to Dalongqiu County!"

"After all, the crime was committed on Xiaoyandang Lake, and you, Old Li, solved the case in a timely manner. We will give you clear evidence to prove that those brothers were wandering lake bandits. They just acted on impulse and committed the crime on Xiaoyandang Lake."

"Old Li, not only have you done nothing wrong, you have actually done something great!"

Xing Tianli put down the teacup and put his hands on the double-barreled shotgun: "What if our uncle doesn't cooperate with you?"

The dark-faced man laughed: "Those brothers are going to commit some real crimes in Xiaolongqiu Town!"

"If a crime is committed on Xiaoyandang Lake, Lao Li can still explain it to his superiors... But if bloody cases occur one after another in Xiaolongqiu Town, Lao Li will not be able to explain it, right?"

Xing Tianli said softly: "But your brother is already dead."

The dark-faced man said with a smile, "They are just cannon fodder. Do we need them? If we want to put the blame on Lao Li, we can have one hundred, two hundred, or even one thousand brothers... How many of them can't come to Xiaolongqiu Town for a visit?"

Li Kuisheng sighed.

Xing Tianli also sighed: "Uncle, this is your old friend? Old brother?"

Standing up slowly, Xing Tianli said in a deep voice: "I don't know what you want me to do for you, but it's not a good thing, right? But I don't like the way you do things, so..."

The dark-faced man stared at Xing Tianli with a stern look: "Nephew, are you planning to fight us head-on?"

After a few "tsk tsk" sounds, the black-faced man said in a sarcastic tone: "A few days ago, early in the morning, I stuffed two bayberries into my nephew's mouth. She is a little young, but she can be used."

"The old shopkeeper of Gaozhenzhai, wow, a pair of twin grandchildren, hey, there are always some dignitaries who don't care about gender, they are a pair of treasures."

"And the waiter at your Gaozhenzhai, called Xiaoqi? He has six older sisters. Although three of them are married, the young women are more charming!"

"Also, there's the wonton stand owner, the old cripple at the fried cake stand, the old hunchback selling dandan noodles, and the lady boss of the tofu shop where you often go to drink a bowl of soy milk... Oh, yes, and there's also the farmers who put fruits and vegetables in front of your yard every evening!"

The dark-faced man said in a strange voice: "My dear nephew, we are from the same village, you don't want anything to happen to them, do you?"

(End of this chapter)