Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 247: Killing Demons in Qiemo City

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As the night grew darker, more than a dozen wild wolves followed the smell of blood and dug out the body of the horse thief buried under the yellow sand.

He bit into it with big mouthfuls, coagulated blood splashing everywhere, competing for this free and delicious dinner.

Suddenly, a black lightning flashed through the air.

The wild wolves sensed the danger, but before they could run away, they were pierced by black lightning and died on the spot.

The lightning was like a living thing, killing these wild wolves. After a moment, it passed through the air and landed on the left shoulder of a man in green on the sand dune nearby.

It turned out to be a small black snake seven inches long and as thick as a chopstick.

The man in green touched the black snake and looked at the dead bodies on the ground.

"No wonder I didn't go back. They all died here. I want to see if that caravan is so capable."

"Black dragon, find them."

The little black snake nodded, and after a moment of sensing, flew toward the southwest.

The man in black took a step forward, as if he had transformed, and followed closely behind.

"Ring ring...!"

The brass bell hanging on the bamboo stick suddenly rang.

Xu Junming, who was concentrating the red fire divine light, opened his eyes.

"It's really here."

After his consciousness dispersed, about five or six minutes later, a small black snake broke into Xu Junming's induction.

"What kind of snake is this?"

It has black scales all over its body, a triangular head with horns on top, and a mouth that takes up half of its head.

Xu Junming had never seen such a snake.

"Uh-huh!"

The black snake seemed to sense something and suddenly stopped.

The man in black noticed something unusual and stopped.

"Black Dragon, what's wrong?"

The little black snake shook its head left and right, but did not give him an accurate answer as usual.

"This little snake is really alert."

The words rang out with a hint of curiosity in the clear air.

"Who? Come out."

The man in black was extremely wary.

At this moment, a tall Taoist suddenly appeared three feet in front of him.

This Taoist was dressed in a green Taoist robe, with a thick iron needle on the top of his head that was randomly tied into a bun. He had a light stubble on his square face, with a tall and straight figure and a calm temperament.

There is a yellow rope around the waist, with a green gourd hanging on the left and a brass bell the size of a child's fist hanging on the right.

His left hand was free, and his right hand held a bamboo stick about two meters long.

The bamboo stick has twelve sections, it is green and extraordinary.

"Who are you?"

"What's strange is that you came to the door yourself and asked who Pindao is?" Xu Junming said with a smile.

"Did you kill those horse bandits?"

"It was the people from the caravan who killed them. Pindao just caught them because they were full of resentment and had killed countless people."

"As expected, it's you. No wonder no one came back."

Xu Junming smiled lightly.

"Don't say it's them. You drove horse bandits, killed business travelers, and collected ghosts. You also violated the taboos of poor Taoists. You will die all the same."

"Hmph, you're so arrogant!"

With a few finger gestures, the man in green opened his mouth and sprayed out, and the fierce flames came over him.

Then he took out a clay pot from the pocket on his waist. After opening it, he activated his magic power and a stream of amber mucus flew into the flames.

As if taking a big tonic, the scale and temperature of the flames instantly increased by several levels.

Looking at the ten-foot sea of ​​fire in front of him, the man in black had a look on his face.

With such a flame, even a 'priest' level expert would be in a hurry.

Suddenly, a red light flashed.

The huge sea of ​​fire disappeared into thin air.

The man in green had a smile on his face. If he hadn't been able to feel the heat that hadn't dissipated in the air, he would have thought everything was just a dream.

"impossible…?!"

"nothing is impossible!"

Xu Junming, who did not intend to play the cat and mouse game anymore, opened his left hand.

"seal up!"

Light flashed, and the black snake and the man in green seemed to be frozen, unable to move anymore.

As soon as his heart moved, the yellow rice flew out and passed through the forehead of the man in black, imprisoning his soul.

A burst of white energy rose, and the memory belonging to this person appeared in front of Xu Junming.

"Persian Zoroastrian Cult? These guys actually dare to go to the land of China to search for wealth and rob ghosts. They really deserve to be killed."

The yellow rice fell and wrapped the man in Tsing Yi inside.

Yimeng Huangliang cannot accommodate living things, and if you enter it, you will die.

As for this black snake.

In the memory of the people in Tsing Yi, this kind of snake is called 'Zarath', which is the messenger of fire and the sacred snake of Zoroastrianism. Only apostolic-level core members who have made great contributions to the sect will receive a letter of recognition.

The Chatura snake is sharp and alert, has a strong body, is extremely fast, and can control fire. Once it grows up, it will be of great help to the host.

However, this kind of snake is cruel by nature and likes to eat the brains of humans and animals. Although it has potential, Xu Junming does not like it.

Use yellow rice to collect the soul.

"Let's use this snake meat as food for the little bluebird."

Back at the station, the Zhao family's caravan was still sleeping, unaware that they had just avoided a fatal disaster.

A few hours later, it was dawn.

The caravan continued on the road. At this time, there were no roads in northwest China, let alone railways. All goods are transported by camel team.

Therefore, the ancient Silk Road is still prosperous.

Qiemo City had been covered under the yellow sand in Xu Junming's previous life, but in this world, it was an important commercial town on the Silk Road.

Camel caravans traveling from south to north gather here.

Looking at this loess walled city surrounded by oasis, Xu Junming walked in with the camel team.

Because of the vast land and sparse population, the population of Mo City is at best the level of a coastal town in the eastern provinces. But here, it is already a big city.

The loess-filled main street gathers business travelers from the East and the West.

There are many restaurants and restaurants on both sides of the street. The smell of beef, mutton and kumis combines with the smell of sweat from not taking a shower for ten days and a half, and the smell of camel dung that fills the street. It becomes a unique smell that can only be smelled in the Western Regions. odor.

"Those coming from the south and those going north, take a look at the big meat buns freshly baked."

"Koumiss, the best kumiss on the Silk Road."

"Grilled naan, crispy and delicious grilled naan. Guest, how many grilled naan would you like?"...

The constant shouting made people who had been traveling alone in the desert for a long time become excited.

"Taoist Master, this is Qiemo City!"

Xu Junming looked at the city made of loess and nodded slightly.

"I have troubled you all the way, Master Zhao. Now I have arrived at my destination. Let's say goodbye here today."

"Daozhang Xu is serious. If it weren't for your help, Zhao would have been killed by the horse bandits, and that would still be today."

Xu Junming smiled and nodded.

"I wish Master Zhao a safe journey and lots of wealth. I say goodbye!"

After that, he took big steps and walked around the city.

Looking at his leaving figure, Zhao Sihai sighed after staring for a while.

This Taoist Master Xu is a man of great ability. If he can stay with him, he will be safe this time traveling westward.

It's a pity that the other party is a Taoist.

He tried several subtle attempts but was rejected.

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After separating from Zhao Sihai, he originally planned to bypass Qiemo City and enter Kunlun Mountain directly, but not far away, the soul-stirring bell rang.

Take a moment.

"Evil spirit?"

Looking at the small earth-yellow town next to it.

"Looks like there's going to be a delay."

Instead of looking for Zhao Sihai, Xu Junming followed the direction of the evil spirit and came to a restaurant in Qiemo City.

The restaurant is three feet off the ground, with the side facing the street half open. A few poplar pillars that were touched and shined support a thatched shed.

There are more than a dozen wooden tables inside the thatched shed, and the loess-paved ground has become lumpy after being stepped on many times.

On a large table next to it, there was boiling hot, oily mutton soup, which was fragrant.

Then there was a large dustpan with roasted golden and shiny bags.

Put a large bowl of mutton soup in a large coarse porcelain bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onion, soak it in the bag, take a bite, and your mouth will be filled with fragrance.

The whole restaurant was filled with the sound of "Xilihulu" drinking soup and eating meat.

After briefly looking at the dusty plaque with the words ‘Zhu’s Old Shop’ written in Chinese characters and palindrome, Xu Junming climbed up the stairs.

"Taoist Priest, please come inside!"

The waiter at the Hui shop, with a towel on his shoulders, took the initiative to greet him.

Xu Junming nodded, glanced at the pretty shop owner in black clothes behind the counter, and walked in.

Sit down at an empty table.

The child wiped it diligently.

"Taoist Priest, what would you like to eat?"

Xu Junming glanced at him and said loudly.

"Who dares to cross the cross slope under the big tree? The fat ones are cut into steamed bun fillings, while the thin ones are used to fill the river."

"Houselady, your meat is so fragrant, it can't be human meat, right?"

The female boss, wearing a black tube top dress and a gold hairpin, smiled charmingly.

"The Taoist priest is joking. I am not the Sun Erniang who makes human meat buns in "Water Margin". My Zhu family's old shop has been in Qiemo City for more than ten years. Who doesn't know? Who doesn't know? Do you think so?"

"Yes, this Zhu family's old store has been open for many years. If it were a black store, I'm afraid I would have died long ago."

"That's right. I come here two or three times a day, but I can't live well, right?"

"I think this Taoist priest is trying to trick people into eating and drinking."...

Everyone was talking a lot and looked at Xu Junming with sarcastic faces.

The female boss leaned her arms on the counter with a smile on her face and stared at Xu Junming with cold eyes.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. A group of ordinary people, mortal with naked eyes, don't know when they are about to die." He shook his head.

"But I, the Taoist, have no sense of people. Even if you are stupid, you still have a life. Since the poor Taoist encounters you, you have to save him."

"Stinky Taoist, are you sincerely trying to embarrass me?" the female boss in black said angrily.

"Who told you to eat people?"

The bamboo stick in his hand hit the ground heavily, and with a 'dong' sound, a powerful magic power spread out from Xu Junming's bamboo stick.

"You haven't shown me your true colors yet."

"squeak…!"

The waiter instantly transformed into a giant spider the size of a washbasin with black hair all over its body.

And the female boss in black turned into a giant spider the size of a millstone, with bristles like arrows all over its body, and six long legs covered with barbs.

The mutton soup also changed. The rotten mutton turned into human hands and feet. On the soup spoon, a skull squatted on it, looking at people with dark eyes.

The floor of the inn is entirely paved with human skulls, while the walls are built with bones of dead people.