“You can just die,” said Liu Dashao, who suddenly found his courage from somewhere. Without hesitation, he grabbed the young vampire from behind Ma Xiaoyan and covered it with the wooden bucket filled with black dog’s blood. Although this bucket of dog’s blood was originally prepared by Zhang Enpu especially for the larger vampire, life was at stake, and there was no time for too much consideration. What the hell, one less vampire was one less threat anyway! This thing was indeed quite disgusting to look at.
“Ahh…” The young vampire screamed in agony with dog’s blood pouring over its head. Its body emitted green smoke and trembled violently.
Zhang Enpu glanced at the unfortunate little creature and cautiously glanced at the vampire before saying to Liu Dashao and the others, “She’s going to get angry. You all quickly take this girl and leave. I’ll cover you.” The vampire’s fury was unimaginable upon seeing her son treated this way. On the other hand, Zhang Enpu knew that although the young vampire was now emitting smoke and had lost its aggressiveness, he certainly didn’t think it had been seriously harmed, otherwise it wouldn’t deserve the title of King of the Vampires. If both the large and small vampires attacked together, he might not even be able to protect himself, let alone others. At this moment, it was every man for himself.
“What about you? How will you manage?”
“I’ll find a chance to retreat. You’re just a burden here.”
“But…”
“But nothing! Hurry up, time waits for no one!” Zhang Enpu shouted without turning back.
“Alright! Take care of yourself then,” Liu Dashao replied, seeing that Zhang was determined. He then bent down, pulled Ma Xiaoyan closer, hoisted her onto his back, and prepared to make a quick escape.
Seeing the murderer of her son trying to escape, the vampire naturally wouldn’t let him go. She waved her arm and howled furiously, as if saying, “You all must die. Not a single one shall leave here.” With that, she disregarded Zhang Enpu and reached out her two black, scaly hands toward Liu Dashao’s neck.
Just as the vampire was about to strike, Zhang bit his index finger, drew it across the peach-wood sword, and shouted, “I’m your opponent! Deal with me first!” With that, he thrust his sword at the vampire, interrupting her action and saving Liu Dashao and the others.
“What are you looking at? Don’t you want to leave? Do I have to kick you all away one by one? Go! Hurry up, or it’ll be too late!” Zhang shouted while fiercely attacking the vampire.
Liu Dashao immediately lifted Ma Xiaoyan onto his back, called out to Tian Guoqiang, and ran down the mountain.
The young vampire writhed on the ground, and the vampire’s heart was filled with anguish. She redirected all her fury at Zhang Enpu, striking with even greater force.
In this critical moment, Zhang Enpu also used his ultimate skill. His peach-wood sword, stained with blood, glowed red, and he exerted his full power. For a while, the battle between the man and the monster became fierce and chaotic.
As the saying goes, going up the mountain is easy, but coming down is hard. The vampire’s malevolent aura and the unique geographical conditions of the Yin Gathering Pool had already blocked out the sunlight, making the land extremely dark. When Liu Dashao and the others reached halfway down the mountain, dark clouds quickly gathered, blocking their path. No matter which direction they turned, the dark clouds always arrived first, firmly sealing off the road.
“Boss, what should we do now?” Tian Guoqiang frowned as he looked at the thick clouds surrounding them. Although they had narrowly escaped death, a new crisis had emerged.
Liu Dashao’s physique wasn’t particularly strong. Carrying Ma Xiaoyan, who weighed over eighty jin, had already exhausted him. Fortunately, it wasn’t Goudan on his back, or he would have collapsed for sure. Seeing the path blocked by trees, he put his cousin down and said, “I don’t know either. It seems we can only wait for Uncle Zhang to defeat those two vampire monsters before we can leave.”
Poor Liu Dashao still pinned his hopes on Zhang Enpu, unaware that Zhang was also in grave danger. Although Zhang Enpu was locked in a fierce battle with the vampire, his age had caught up with him, and he was not as strong as before. He was gradually becoming unable to hold his ground, even finding it difficult to escape. Meanwhile, the vampire grew more aggressive and fiercer, continuously attacking Zhang Enpu relentlessly.
In the past, Zhang Enpu had a hundred ways to escape from the vampire’s grasp. But this hasty decision to act without proper preparation had been a rash mistake, leaving him without many essential magical artifacts. Otherwise, with his status as a grandmaster, he wouldn’t have been in such a pitiful state. “What should I do?” Zhang thought anxiously. In a moment of carelessness, he was bitten on the back by the young vampire, which had now recovered somewhat. Two rows of teeth marks appeared, with flesh torn and bloodied.
“Ahh…” Seeing that Zhang Enpu was nearly at his limit, the vampire’s shriek became even more piercing.
Halfway down the mountain.
Liu Dashao looked at Ma Xiaoyan, whose face was pale and eyes filled with terror as she stared behind him, and asked, “Xiaoyue, what’s wrong?” He then turned to look behind him and was instantly drenched in cold sweat. Just less than ten meters away, a small child stood there. The child was ragged, about ten years old, and holding a lantern. This child was none other than the ghost child who had once sold a lantern to him under the Lingguan Temple.
Liu Dashao tightly protected Ma Xiaoyan behind him and stammered at the child, “You… you… don’t come any closer.” He then backed away a couple of steps while still shielding Ma Xiaoyan. Tian Guoqiang had been trying to light the firecrackers in his hand and hadn’t noticed their strange behavior until he heard Liu Dashao’s voice and looked up, startled.
“Don’t be afraid,” the ghost child said. “I’m here to help you leave.” With that, the child started walking toward Liu Dashao and the others.
“What? Help us?” The three of them had a brief moment of confusion. They couldn’t understand what play the ghost child was acting in. Had he suddenly decided to be a good guy? As the child approached, the three felt uneasy but made way for the ghost child. For some reason, they sensed no malice from the child. They also didn’t think they, as ordinary people, could stand a chance against a ghost. Whether they lived or died was up to fate.
The ghost child approached the dense black clouds blocking the path and released his lantern, sending it flying into the sky. Then, he extended the middle finger of his right hand and emitted a green light that shot toward the lantern in the air. When the lantern was struck by the green light, it immediately emitted a dazzling glow, almost illuminating the entire sky. As the lantern’s light shone down, everyone was amazed to see the dark clouds miraculously part, creating a clear path.
After the path was cleared, the ghost child turned to the group and said, “Let’s go.” Then he led the way down the mountain.
Seeing that the ghost child truly meant no harm, the group’s tension eased slightly, though they still followed him with caution. It wasn’t that they didn’t trust the ghost child; the child’s very existence was terrifying, making it hard not to feel fear.
The descent down the mountain was smooth, and soon Liu Dashao, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, reached the foot of the mountain, where the sky began to brighten at that moment.
“Ahh…” As they reached the foot of the mountain, they could still hear the vampire’s furious cries from the grave site.
“You all should go now,” the ghost child waved to the group. “The things in this dam are terrifying. I hope you won’t provoke them. Take care!”
Under normal circumstances, Liu Dashao would have argued with the ghost child. What did he mean by saying not to provoke her when she was the one who came after them? But this was an unusual moment with an unusual person, so he held his tongue and gratefully said to the ghost child, “Thank you!” Actually, he misunderstood at that moment. The creature the ghost child referred to wasn’t the vampire that had become Alán, but a terrifying existence far more powerful than the vampire, hundreds or even thousands of times over.
The ghost child didn’t acknowledge Liu Dashao’s gratitude, showing a look of disgust on his face as he said, “Hurry up and go! My parents are waiting for me. I hope you can handle things here soon. I just want to peacefully sell my lanterns.” With that, he turned and disappeared into the night created by the vampire. At the moment the child turned, his face was covered in blood, his expression extremely pained, and his hands and feet trembled continuously. It was clear that disrupting the vampire’s illusion had cost him greatly.
After the ghost child left, Liu Dashao and Tian Guoqiang, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, quickly departed from this place of trouble without delay. Along the way, they encountered many passersby, who looked at the three of them with puzzled expressions, but the trio offered no explanations, hurrying back as fast as they could.
When they finally returned home, everyone let out a long sigh of relief. But they had no time to celebrate, as they became anxious again because one person had not returned—Zhang Enpu, who had covered their escape. They wondered how he was doing.
At that moment, Zhang Enpu’s situation was extremely critical. Dizzy, covered in blood, and having used up all his talismans, he was now relying solely on his peach-wood sword for a final desperate struggle. Fortunately, the vampire’s powers also had limits. The talisman, though accidentally used, had imposed some burden on her. Gradually, she began to feel exhausted, her once-impressive speed slowing down. This was perhaps why Zhang Enpu had managed to hold out for so long.
Bang… Zhang Enpu, weakened by exhaustion, was knocked to the ground by a sweeping strike from the vampire’s arms. He twisted his body and used his legs to trip her. However, he knew better than anyone that this maneuver was completely ineffective.
“Go to hell.” At that moment, Liu Dashao, mustering courage from who knows where, without a second thought, yanked the little drought demon off Ma Xiaoyan’s back and covered it with a bucket of black dog blood. Although, according to Zhang Enpu’s intention, this bucket of black dog blood was tailor-made for the big one, but now lives were at stake, and there was no time for too much consideration. Damn it, one less is one less! This thing was just disgusting to look at.
“Ah…” The little drought demon, drenched in dog blood, let out a miserable scream, its body emitting green smoke and trembling uncontrollably.
Zhang Enpu glanced at the suffering little creature, then warily looked at the drought demon, and said to Liu Dashao and the others, “She’s about to get furious, you guys take this girl and leave here quickly, I’ll cover for you.” Seeing her son being tormented like this, the drought demon’s anger was unimaginable. On the other hand, Zhang Enpu knew that although the little drought demon was continuously emitting smoke and had lost its aggressiveness, he didn’t think it was seriously injured. Otherwise, it wouldn’t deserve to be called the king of zombies. Once both the big and small ones attacked together, he might not even be able to protect himself, let alone others. At this moment, it was every man for himself.
“What about you if we leave?”
“I’ll find a way back, you guys are just a burden here.”
“But…”
“No buts, hurry up, time waits for no one!” Zhang Enpu shouted without turning his head.
“Alright! Take care, old man.” Seeing his determination, Liu Dashao had no choice but to agree. He bent down, pulled Ma Xiaoyan onto his back, and prepared to make a run for it.
Seeing the murderer of her son about to escape, the drought demon naturally wouldn’t let them go. With a wave of her hand, she let out a howl, as if saying, “All of you must die, none of you will leave here.” After saying that, she abandoned Zhang Enpu and stretched out her two hands covered in black scales, grabbing for Liu Dashao’s neck.
Just as the drought demon was about to strike, Zhang Enpu bit his index finger, drew it across the peach wood sword, and shouted, “Your opponent is me, deal with me first!” With that, he thrust the sword at the drought demon’s body, forcefully interrupting her action, and Liu Dashao and the others were spared.
“What are you looking at, go! Do you want me to kick you all away? Go, or it’ll be too late!” Zhang Enpu attacked the drought demon with all his might, shouting at Liu Dashao and the others on the ground. Of course, Liu Dashao immediately carried Ma Xiaoyan on his back, called out to Tian Guoqiang, and ran down the mountain.
The little drought demon struggled on the ground, and the drought demon’s heart was in agony, so she vented all her anger on Zhang Enpu, increasing her strength by threefold.
In such a critical moment, Zhang Enpu also used his ultimate skills. The peach wood sword in his hand, stained with blood, shone with a bright red light, and he himself pushed his power to the limit. For a while, the man and the ghost fought fiercely.
As the saying goes, it’s easier to go up the mountain than to come down. The drought demon’s evil aura, combined with the unique geographical conditions of the Yin Gathering Pool, had already blocked the sunlight, and the earth became very dark. When Liu Dashao and the others reached halfway down the mountain, the surrounding black clouds quickly gathered, blocking their path. No matter which direction they went, the black clouds always got there first, firmly sealing the road.
“Dashao, what do we do now?” Looking at the dense clouds blocking the road on all sides, Tian Guoqiang said with a worried face. Although they had narrowly escaped death, a new crisis had emerged.
Liu Dashao’s body wasn’t very strong to begin with, and carrying the eighty-plus pound Ma Xiaoyan had already exhausted him. Fortunately, it wasn’t Gou Dan on his back, or he would have definitely collapsed. Seeing the road blocked by trees, he put down his cousin and said, “I don’t know either. It seems we can only leave here after Uncle Zhang deals with that pair of old and young monsters.”
Poor Liu Dashao still placed his hopes on Zhang Enpu, who was now in dire straits himself. Although Zhang Enpu was fighting fiercely with the drought demon, he was after all getting on in years and not as strong as before, gradually finding it hard to hold on, and even escaping was difficult. The drought demon, on the other hand, became more and more fierce, continuously attacking Zhang Enpu relentlessly.
In the past, Zhang Enpu had a hundred ways to escape from the drought demon, but this time’s rash action was a reckless mistake, resulting in many indispensable magical tools not being brought along. Otherwise, with his status as a grandmaster, he wouldn’t have been in such a sorry state. “What should I do?” Zhang Enpu was in a panic. In a moment of carelessness, the little drought demon, having caught its breath, bit his back, leaving two rows of tooth marks and flesh turned outward.
“Roar…” Seeing that Zhang Enpu was at the end of his rope, the drought demon’s cry became even more piercing.
Halfway down the mountain.
Liu Dashao looked at Ma Xiaoyan, whose face was pale and eyes filled with fear, and asked, “Xiaoyue, what’s wrong?” Then he also looked behind him and was instantly covered in cold sweat. Less than ten meters away from them stood a ragged child, about ten years old, holding a lantern. This child was none other than the ghost child who had once sold him a lantern under the Lingguan Temple.
Liu Dashao tightly shielded Ma Xiaoyan behind him and stammered to the child, “You… you… don’t come over.” After saying that, he protected Ma Xiaoyan and took two steps back. Tian Guoqiang had been trying to light a fire starter in his hand and hadn’t noticed the strange behavior of the two. When he heard Liu Dashao’s voice and looked up, he was also shocked.
“Don’t be afraid,” the ghost child said. “I’m here to help you leave this place.” After saying that, he walked towards Liu Dashao and the others.
“What? Help us?” The three of them had a momentary mental block, not understanding what the ghost child was up to. Did he suddenly feel like being a good person? As the child approached, the three of them, with pounding hearts, made way for the ghost child. For some reason, they felt that the child meant no harm, and they also didn’t think that ordinary people like them could be a match for a ghost. Life or death was now in the hands of fate.
The ghost child walked to the dense black clouds blocking the road, let go of his hand, and the lantern flew directly above the clouds. Then the child extended the middle finger of his right hand, emitting a green light that shot towards the lantern in the sky. When the lantern was hit by the green light, it immediately emitted a dazzling light, almost illuminating the entire sky. After being illuminated by the lantern’s light, everyone was surprised to find that the surrounding black clouds miraculously made way for a path.
After the path was opened, the ghost child turned to the group and said, “Let’s go.” After saying that, he led the way down the mountain.
Seeing that the ghost child really meant no harm, everyone’s hearts finally settled a bit, and they followed him with trepidation. It wasn’t that they didn’t trust the ghost child, but the existence of this child was just too terrifying, making it impossible not to be afraid.
The descent was smooth, and soon Liu Dashao, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, reached the foot of the mountain, and the sky also brightened at this time.
“Ah…” As they reached the foot of the mountain, they could still hear the angry cries of the drought demon from the cemetery.
“You guys go,” the ghost child waved to the group. “The thing in this dam is very scary, I hope you don’t provoke it, take care!”
If it were normal times and normal people, Liu Dashao would definitely argue with him, saying something like, “What do you mean don’t provoke her, she’s the one who came after us.” But now was a critical time, and they were in a critical situation, so he held back and said gratefully to the ghost child, “Thank you!” In fact, he had misunderstood; the thing the ghost child was referring to wasn’t the drought demon that Alen had turned into, but a terrifying existence hundreds or thousands of times more powerful than the drought demon.
The ghost child didn’t accept Liu Dashao’s gratitude, showing a look of disgust on his face and said, “Hurry up and go! My parents are waiting for me, I hope you guys take care of this place soon, I just want to peacefully sell my lanterns.” After saying that, he turned and disappeared into the night created by the drought demon. The moment the child turned, his face was streaming with blood, his expression was full of pain, and his hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably. It seemed that breaking the drought demon’s illusion had cost him dearly.
After the ghost child left, Liu Dashao and Tian Guoqiang, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, also left this place of trouble without stopping. Along the way, they encountered many passersby who looked at the three of them with puzzled expressions, but the three didn’t offer any explanations and hurried back at the fastest speed.
After returning home, everyone finally let out a long sigh of relief, but before they could rejoice, they became tense again because there was still one person who hadn’t returned, and that was Zhang Enpu, who had covered their escape. They didn’t know how he was doing.
At this moment, Zhang Enpu’s situation was extremely critical. His head was dizzy, his body was covered in blood, and he had already used up all his talismans. Now, he was only relying on a peach wood sword for his final struggle. Fortunately, the drought demon’s power also had its limits, and the talisman that had accidentally hit her had caused her some burden, making her gradually feel unable to hold on, and her once proud speed gradually slowed down. This might be the reason why Zhang Enpu had been able to hold on for so long.
Bang… The physically exhausted Zhang Enpu was swept to the ground by the drought demon’s arms. He twisted his body, did a cross-legged sit, and tripped the thing down. But he knew better than anyone that this was of no use at all.
“Am I going to die?” Zhang Enpu felt a bit desperate. His initial intention before coming here was to finish the battle quickly and leave no aftermath, but he hadn’t expected the drought demon to be so formidable, so he hadn’t prepared much. He hadn’t anticipated that this drought demon was not only not a novice but also more ferocious than the average drought demon, making it impossible to handle.
The dark clouds in the sky grew thicker, and the sparks on the ground became dimmer.
The entire mountain valley was enveloped in a heavy silence, with the cemetery, wheat stacks, shadows, and coffins all swaying in one space.
Zhang Enpu’s arm slowly fell, and then he suddenly used the sword to support his body, bending over and coughing incessantly.
At this moment, Zhang Enpu gradually regained his senses. The drought demon’s previous strike had been so swift, like a giant hammer, forcefully smashing into his chest. If he hadn’t been quick-witted and instinctively stepped back two steps, using the distance to mitigate the attack, he would probably be lying in a coffin by now. In this wilderness, Liu Dashao, that kid, wasn’t very reliable, and he might not even have someone to collect his body after death.
Pain, real pain!
This was Zhang Enpu’s current, real feeling. It felt as if thousands of hungry little sparrows were pecking at his flesh. Of course, the only difference was that it was an external injury, while his was a genuine internal injury, not like the fake goods of unscrupulous merchants, half white wine and half water.
“Whoosh!” The drought demon’s claws passed by Zhang Enpu’s cheek for the third time, brushing past the tip of his nose, bringing with it a chilling cold wind that swirled around, making the skin sting and creating an illusion of being sliced to pieces. The distance was so close that Zhang Enpu could even clearly distinguish the length and color of the woman’s nails. He quickly tilted his body and performed a well block. But just as he managed to dodge this deadly move, before he could catch his breath and relax his muscles, the little drought demon at his feet also joined in the fun, its mouth full of sharp teeth chattering up and down, specifically targeting places where Zhang Enpu couldn’t easily dodge. After a few rounds, Zhang Enpu was drenched in sweat, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Sigh! It was really hard on this old man. You know, zombies, whether they are black-haired, white-haired, green-haired, or drought demons, ultimately share one common characteristic, and that is the word ‘stiff’! Compared to other zombies, the drought demon was indeed invulnerable to swords and spears, impervious to water and fire, and killing people was as easy as pinching a chick. But her movements were limited to pouncing, jumping, and using her two claws to stab people’s necks. Zhang Enpu had fought with this thing for more than ten rounds by now and had roughly figured out her routine, so he was barely managing, with occasional minor dangers, but not too embarrassing, because zombies couldn’t bend over or kick, so he only needed to protect his upper body. But now, with an extra little one, it was a different story! The reason was that the little zombie was born as a baby, naturally small, like a cat. When it attacked, it naturally targeted Zhang Enpu’s lower body. One-on-one was still manageable, but with two against one, mother and son working together, attacking from above and below, and making up for each other’s deficiencies, Zhang Enpu was naturally overwhelmed.
But seeing Zhang Enpu perform a double jump, leaping away from the little drought demon’s body, his right elbow rotated downward, both hands tightly gripping the sword hilt, he executed a powerful strike, aiming at the back of the little menace, ready to stab. The big one had already become a force to be reckoned with, and ordinary things couldn’t break her defense, but the little one was less than a week old, and he believed that with all his strength, he could definitely make it shine brightly and pierce its heart! However, there was always a gap between ideals and reality. Just as Zhang Enpu was about to succeed, the peach wood sword, halfway through its thrust, was caught by the big drought demon. The drought demon sneered, and with her other hand, she reached for Zhang Enpu’s sword hilt. Zhang Enpu was shocked and, in the crisis, let go of one hand, while the other hand couldn’t dodge in time and was caught squarely. The little drought demon also turned its head, snot and saliva mixed with a foul-smelling drool flowing down the corner of its mouth like a small waterfall, staring at Zhang Enpu with green eyes. This little thing was definitely thinking, “Hehe, such a big piece of meat, I wonder how many meals it can make.”
“The essence of Yangming, the divine power hides people. Capture the yin spirits, conceal the human form, one spiritual talisman, the house leaves no trace, dare to defy, the heavenly soldiers act!” You can imagine how strong the drought demon’s grip was. Once she got hold of something, it was like a blacksmith’s small pliers, impossible to break free. Zhang Enpu, in his panic, with his small arms and legs, couldn’t possibly struggle free. In desperation, he had to sink his shoulders and recite the ‘Dingjia Divine Curse’ of the Zhengyi sect. The Dingjia Divine Curse was an intermediate-level Taoist incantation that could infuse the caster’s own magical power into a magical weapon connected to the body, increasing its lethality by one level. However, due to the loss during transmission, the efficiency wasn’t 100%, and if it reached 20-30%, it would be a blessing. In fact, this was the same principle as what we commonly call ‘consecration,’ but one focused on offense, the other on defense, with different responsibilities.
Zhang Enpu pressed his tongue against his lower jaw, sank his breath into his dantian, not preparing to fart, but forcefully uttered the last word of the incantation. In an instant, the peach wood sword held by the drought demon trembled, and a complex and intricate pattern appeared on the sword’s body. This pattern shone like a spark, and in a moment, it became a prairie fire, casting a faint white light over the entire peach wood sword. The part held by the drought demon buzzed like a flash, emitting bursts of green gas mixed with black fire, burning the drought demon’s entire palm. The drought demon let out a strange cry and added more strength to her grip, firmly holding on and not letting go. Zhang Enpu also added more strength, determined to hold out with her and then make a plan. Unexpectedly, the little drought demon joined in again, staring at Zhang Enpu’s thigh and pouncing with a ‘ah-woo ah-woo.’ Zhang Enpu, with one hand controlling the peach wood sword held by the drought demon and the other hand forming a sword seal, was instantly made a mess and distracted. Once the spirit was lost, the peach wood sword fell into a disadvantage. As Zhang Enpu’s movements to dodge the little drought demon’s attacks became larger and larger, the light on the sword’s body became dimmer and dimmer, until finally, with a ‘pfft,’ the green smoke completely dispersed, and the entire sword returned to its original appearance.
Zhang Enpu secretly thought it was a pity. If this move didn’t work, he could only rely on his martial arts. As a Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, he naturally had some knowledge of Taoist martial arts. Although Taoism emphasized cultivation, it wasn’t as one-sided as Buddhism, but rather eclectic, covering various aspects. For example, military strategy, medicine, martial arts, chess, and so on. Since ancient times, you shouldn’t underestimate these. Since ancient times, there have been quite a few Taoists who achieved enlightenment through martial arts, such as Zhang Sanfeng and his seven great disciples, whose Tai Chi was so skillful that a dozen strong men couldn’t get close. Zhang Enpu practiced the Longhu Xingyi of Longhu Mountain, a martial art that emphasized wide and powerful movements, swift and forceful strikes. But now, with his arm caught, he was in a hurry to break free, and his foot was also being hugged by the little drought demon, repeatedly failing. He suddenly let out a loud shout, and with his other hand, he grabbed the drought demon’s hand that was holding his fist, trying to use his five fingers to grab her thumb.
This move was a fierce one, because as long as you grabbed a person’s thumb and pulled hard, even an iron man would be pulled to the ground. But he miscalculated again. Since it was a drought demon, how could her tendons and bones be compared to an ordinary person’s? Now, Zhang Enpu’s face was red from pulling, using all his strength, but he still couldn’t pull open the drought demon’s small thumb. To make matters worse, the little drought demon climbed up his body along his thigh and bit his arm hard again. Zhang Enpu desperately shook that arm, trying to shake off this little bastard, but the little drought demon was really tenacious, like a kite shaking in the sky, but its mouth was still biting Zhang Enpu’s flesh, taking root and sprouting, with no intention of letting go.
Zhang Enpu really cried this time. What the hell was this! Seeing the little drought demon getting addicted to biting, the big drought demon also got excited, opened her mouth, and bit towards Zhang Enpu’s neck, determined to suck his blood dry. The drought demon stayed in the coffin all day, not brushing her teeth or rinsing her mouth, so the smell in her mouth was naturally unbearable for ordinary people, worse than eating garlic. Zhang Enpu almost fainted from the stench. But he bravely endured it, stepped on the drought demon’s chest, and with this momentum, fell into a pile of rubble not far away.
The clouds in the sky grew darker, and the earthly lights became dimmer.
The entire ravine was shrouded in a heavy silence, with graveyards, haystacks, human figures, and coffins all swaying within the same space.
Zhang Enpu’s arms slowly dropped, and then he suddenly used his sword to support his body, bending over and coughing continuously.
At this moment, Zhang Enpu gradually became aware of his condition. The vampire’s previous strike had been fierce, like a giant sledgehammer slamming into his chest. If it weren’t for his quick thinking and instinctive retreat, which lessened the force by increasing the distance, he might have been waiting in a coffin by now. In this remote wilderness, that unreliable kid Liu Dashao wouldn’t be much help, and he might die without even someone to bury him.
Pain, real pain!
This was Zhang Enpu’s immediate sensation at this moment. It felt as if thousands of hungry little sparrows were pecking at his flesh. Of course, the only difference was that those were external injuries, while his were genuine internal injuries, not like the fake goods peddled by unscrupulous merchants, half wine and half water.
Whoosh! The vampire’s claws brushed past Zhang Enpu’s cheek for the third time, grazing his nose and sending a chilling, icy wind swirling around him. The cold wind cut into his skin painfully, creating a false sensation of being flayed alive. Due to the close proximity, Zhang Enpu could even clearly discern the length and color of the woman’s fingernails. He quickly tilted his body and blocked the attack with a defensive move. However, just as he barely dodged this deadly move and hadn’t even caught his breath or stretched his limbs, the young vampire joined in the fray alongside its mother. With its mouth full of sharp teeth clacking up and down, it targeted Zhang Enpu’s vulnerable spots, causing him to break out in large beads of sweat and turn his face as black as the bottom of a pot from the relentless pressure.
“Go to hell.” At that moment, Liu Dashao, mustering courage from who knows where, yanked the little drought demon off Ma Xiaoyan’s back without a second thought and covered it with a bucket of black dog blood. Although, according to Zhang Enpu’s plan, this bucket of black dog blood was tailored for the big one, but now lives were at stake, and there was no time for too much consideration. Damn it, one less is one less! This thing was disgusting to look at anyway.
“Ah…” The little drought demon, drenched in dog blood, let out a pitiful scream, its body emitting green smoke and trembling uncontrollably.
Zhang Enpu glanced at the unfortunate little creature, then warily eyed the drought demon, and said to Liu Dashao and the others, “She’s about to get furious. You guys take this girl and leave here quickly. I’ll cover for you.” Seeing her son in such a state, the drought demon’s anger was unimaginable. On the other hand, Zhang Enpu knew that although the little drought demon was now continuously emitting smoke and had lost its aggressiveness, he didn’t believe it was seriously injured. Otherwise, it wouldn’t deserve the title of the King of Zombies. Once the big and small ones teamed up, he might not even be able to protect himself, let alone others. At this moment, it was every man for himself.
“What about you if we leave?”
“I’ll find a way back. You guys are just a burden here.”
“But…”
“No buts, hurry up, time waits for no one!” Zhang Enpu scolded without turning his head.
“Alright! Take care, old man.” Seeing his determination, Liu Dashao had no choice but to agree. He bent down, pulled Ma Xiaoyan onto his back, and prepared to make a run for it.
Seeing the murderer of her son about to escape, the drought demon naturally wouldn’t let them go. With a wave of her hand, she let out a howl, as if saying, “All of you must die, none shall leave here.” After that, she abandoned Zhang Enpu and lunged straight at Liu Dashao’s neck with her black-scaled hands.
Just as the drought demon was about to strike, Zhang Enpu bit his index finger, smeared it on his peach wood sword, and shouted, “Your opponent is me! Deal with me first!” With that, he thrust his sword at the drought demon’s body, forcefully interrupting her action, and Liu Dashao and the others narrowly escaped.
“What are you looking at? Get going! Do I have to kick each of you away? Hurry, or it’ll be too late!” Zhang Enpu attacked the drought demon with all his might, shouting at Liu Dashao and the others on the ground. Of course, Liu Dashao immediately carried Ma Xiaoyan and called out to Tian Guoqiang to run down the mountain.
The little drought demon struggled on the ground, and the drought demon’s heart ached like a knife. She channeled all her anger towards Zhang Enpu, increasing her strength by threefold.
In such a critical moment, Zhang Enpu also used his ultimate skills. The peach wood sword, stained with blood, radiated a bright red light, and he himself pushed his power to the limit. For a while, the man and the ghost fought fiercely.
As the saying goes, it’s easier to go up the mountain than to come down. The drought demon’s malevolent aura, combined with the unique geographical conditions of the Yin Gathering Pool, had already blocked the sunlight, plunging the earth into darkness. When Liu Dashao and the others reached halfway down the mountain, dark clouds quickly gathered, blocking their path. No matter which direction they turned, the dark clouds always got there first, firmly sealing the road.
“Dashao, what do we do now?” Tian Guoqiang, looking at the dense clouds blocking their way, said with a worried expression. Although they had narrowly escaped death, a new crisis had emerged.
Liu Dashao, not particularly strong himself, was already exhausted from carrying the over eighty-pound Ma Xiaoyan. Fortunately, it wasn’t Dog Egg on his back, or he would have collapsed. Seeing the road blocked by trees, he put down his cousin and said, “I don’t know either. It seems we can only leave here after Uncle Zhang deals with that pair of old and young monsters.”
Poor Liu Dashao still placed his hopes on Zhang Enpu, who was now struggling to protect himself. Although Zhang Enpu was fighting fiercely with the drought demon, he was old and not as strong as before, gradually finding it hard to hold on, let alone escape. The drought demon, on the other hand, grew more ferocious and relentless, continuously attacking Zhang Enpu.
In the past, Zhang Enpu would have had a hundred ways to escape from the drought demon, but this rash action was a reckless mistake, leaving many essential magical tools behind. Otherwise, as a grandmaster, he wouldn’t be in such a sorry state. “What should I do?” Zhang Enpu was in a panic. A moment of carelessness, and the little drought demon, having caught its breath, bit his back, leaving two rows of tooth marks and flesh torn open.
“Roar…” Seeing Zhang Enpu at his limit, the drought demon’s cry became even more piercing.
Halfway down the mountain.
Liu Dashao, looking at Ma Xiaoyan’s pale face and terrified eyes staring behind him, asked, “Xiaoyue, what’s wrong?” Then he also looked behind and was instantly drenched in cold sweat. Less than ten meters away, a ragged child, about ten years old, holding a lantern, stood there. This child was none other than the ghost child who had sold him the lantern under the Lingguan Temple.
Liu Dashao tightly shielded Ma Xiaoyan behind him and stammered to the child, “You… you… don’t come over.” After saying that, he protected Ma Xiaoyan and took two steps back. Tian Guoqiang, who had been trying to light a fire starter, didn’t notice the anomaly between the two. When he heard Liu Dashao’s voice and looked up, he was also shocked.
“Don’t be afraid,” the ghost child said. “I’m here to help you leave this place.” After saying that, he walked towards Liu Dashao and the others.
“What? Help us?” The three of them had a momentary mental lapse. They didn’t understand what the ghost child was up to. Was he suddenly in the mood to play the good guy? When the child approached, the three of them, with pounding hearts, made way for him. For some reason, they felt the child had no ill intentions, and they wouldn’t consider themselves, ordinary people, a match for a ghost. Life or death was now in the hands of fate.
The ghost child walked to the dense black clouds blocking the road, let go of the lantern, which flew above the clouds. Then, the child extended the middle finger of his right hand, emitting a green light that shot towards the lantern in the sky. Upon being hit by the green light, the lantern emitted a dazzling light, almost illuminating the entire sky. Under the lantern’s light, the group was amazed to find that the surrounding black clouds miraculously parted, revealing a path.
After the path was cleared, the ghost child turned to the group and said, “Let’s go.” Then he led the way down the mountain.
Seeing that the ghost child truly meant no harm, the group’s hearts finally settled a bit, and they followed him with trepidation. It wasn’t that they didn’t trust the ghost child, but the child’s existence itself was too terrifying, making it impossible not to be afraid.
The descent was smooth, and soon Liu Dashao, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, reached the foot of the mountain, and the sky began to brighten.
“Ah…” As the group reached the foot of the mountain, they could still hear the angry cries of the drought demon from the graveyard.
“You go now,” the ghost child waved to the group. “The thing in the dam is terrifying. I hope you don’t provoke it. Take care!”
Under normal circumstances, Liu Dashao would have argued with him, saying, “What do you mean don’t provoke her? She’s the one who came after us.” But these were extraordinary times, and he was dealing with extraordinary beings, so he held back and said gratefully to the ghost child, “Thank you!” In fact, he had misunderstood. The ghost child wasn’t referring to the drought demon that A Lan had become, but a terrifying existence hundreds, even thousands of times more powerful than the drought demon.
The ghost child didn’t acknowledge Liu Dashao’s gratitude, showing a look of disgust instead. “Hurry up and leave! My parents are waiting for me. I hope you handle this place’s affairs soon. I just want to sell my lanterns in peace.” After saying that, he turned and disappeared into the night created by the drought demon. The moment the child turned, blood streamed down his face, his expression was one of great pain, and his limbs trembled uncontrollably. It seemed that breaking the drought demon’s illusion had cost him dearly.
After the ghost child left, Liu Dashao and Tian Guoqiang, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, left the troubled area without stopping. Along the way, they encountered many passersby who looked at the three of them with puzzled expressions, but the trio didn’t offer any explanations and hurried back as quickly as possible.
Once home, the group finally let out a long sigh of relief, but before they could rejoice, they became tense again because one person hadn’t returned—Zhang Enpu, who had covered their escape. They didn’t know how he was faring.
At that moment, Zhang Enpu’s situation was extremely critical. His head was spinning, his body was covered in blood, and he had run out of talismans. Now, he was relying solely on his peach wood sword for a last-ditch fight. Fortunately, the drought demon’s power also had its limits. The talisman that had accidentally hit her had caused some burden, and she was gradually weakening, her once-proud speed slowing down. This might be why Zhang Enpu had managed to hold on for so long.
Bang… The exhausted Zhang Enpu was swept off his feet by the drought demon’s arms and fell to the ground. He twisted his body, performed a leg sweep, and tripped the creature. However, he knew better than anyone that this was of little use.
“Am I going to die?” Zhang Enpu felt a sense of despair. His initial plan had been to finish the fight quickly and leave no loose ends, but he hadn’t anticipated the drought demon being so formidable, so he hadn’t prepared much. He hadn’t expected the drought demon to be not just a novice but even more ferocious than the average one, making it impossible to handle.
The dark clouds in the sky grew thicker, and the sparks on the ground became dimmer.
The entire valley was enveloped in a heavy silence. The graveyard, the haystacks, the shadows, and the coffins all swayed in the same space.
Zhang Enpu’s arm slowly fell, and then he suddenly used his sword to prop himself up, bending over and coughing incessantly.
At this moment, Zhang Enpu gradually regained his senses. The drought demon’s previous strike had been so swift and powerful, like a massive sledgehammer slamming into his chest. If he hadn’t reacted quickly and instinctively stepped back, using the distance to mitigate the attack, he would probably be lying in a coffin by now. In this desolate wilderness, with Liu Dashao being somewhat unreliable, he might not even have someone to collect his body.
Pain, real pain!
This was Zhang Enpu’s immediate and tangible feeling, as if thousands of hungry sparrows were pecking at his flesh. Of course, the only difference was that this was internal damage, not the external kind, and certainly not the fake stuff mixed by unscrupulous merchants with half liquor and half water.
“Whoosh!” The drought demon’s claws brushed past Zhang Enpu’s cheek for the third time, the cold, eerie wind they carried swirling around, making his skin sting and creating the illusion of being sliced to pieces. The distance was so close that Zhang Enpu could even discern the length and color of the woman’s nails. He quickly tilted his body, performing a well maneuver to block the attack. But just as he narrowly avoided this deadly move and was about to catch his breath and relax his muscles, the little drought demon joined in the fun, its mouth full of sharp teeth chattering as it aimed for the spots Zhang Enpu couldn’t easily dodge. After a few rounds, Zhang Enpu was drenched in sweat, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Ah! It was hard on the old man. You see, zombies, whether they’re black-haired, white-haired, green-haired, or drought demons, all share one common trait—they’re ‘stiff’! Compared to its peers, the drought demon was indeed impervious to weapons and fire, killing people as easily as pinching chicks. But its movements were limited to pouncing, jumping, and using its claws to stab necks. Zhang Enpu had fought this thing for over ten rounds by now and had a rough idea of her patterns, so he could manage, albeit with occasional close calls, but not too embarrassingly, since zombies couldn’t bend or kick. He just needed to protect his upper body. But with the little one added to the mix, things got complicated! The little zombie, being an infant, was naturally small, like a cat. When it attacked, it went for Zhang Enpu’s lower body. One-on-one was manageable, but with two against one, mother and son working together, attacking from above and below, and covering each other’s weaknesses, Zhang Enpu was overwhelmed.
Zhang Enpu performed a series of steps, jumping away from the little drought demon, then twisted his right elbow downward, gripping the sword hilt with both hands, and aimed a powerful strike at the little pest’s back, intending to pierce it. The big one had already matured, and ordinary methods couldn’t break her defense, but the little one was less than a week old. He believed that with all his strength, he could surely give it a bright, chilling blow! However, there’s always a gap between ideals and reality. Just as Zhang Enpu was about to succeed, the peach wood sword, halfway through its thrust, was caught by the big drought demon. The drought demon sneered, her other hand reaching for the sword hilt. Zhang Enpu, in a panic, let go with one hand, and the other, unable to dodge in time, was firmly grasped by the drought demon. Meanwhile, the little drought demon turned its head, snot and drool mixed with foul-smelling saliva streaming down its mouth like a small waterfall, its eyes glowing green as it stared at Zhang Enpu. The little thing was probably thinking, “Hehe, such a big piece of meat, wonder how many meals it’ll make.”
“Yangming’s essence, divine power hidden within. Capture the yin demon, vanish from sight, a talisman, leave no trace, dare to defy, heavenly soldiers act!” You can imagine the drought demon’s strength; once she grabbed something, it was like a blacksmith’s pliers, impossible to break free. Zhang Enpu, in his panic, with his thin arms and legs, couldn’t possibly struggle free. In desperation, he sank his shoulders and recited the ‘Dingjia Divine Curse’ of the Zhengyi sect. The Dingjia Divine Curse is an intermediate Taoist incantation that can infuse the caster’s spiritual power into a connected magical tool, enhancing its destructive power by a level. However, due to transmission losses, the efficiency wasn’t a hundred percent, maybe twenty to thirty percent at best, for which one would be grateful to the heavens and one’s ancestors. Essentially, it’s the same principle as consecration, but one focuses on offense, the other on defense, with different roles.
Zhang Enpu pressed his tongue against his lower jaw, sinking his qi into his dantian, not preparing to fart but to forcefully utter the last word of the incantation. In an instant, the peach wood sword held by the drought demon trembled, and its blade was adorned with a complex, intertwined pattern of inscriptions. This pattern glowed like a spark, quickly spreading into a prairie fire, casting a faint white light over the entire peach wood sword. The part held by the drought demon buzzed like a flashbulb, emitting a mix of black fire and green smoke, burning the drought demon’s entire hand. The drought demon let out a strange cry, adding more strength to her grip, refusing to let go. Zhang Enpu also added more strength, determined to hold out and then decide. Unexpectedly, the little drought demon joined in again, “Awoo, awoo,” pouncing on Zhang Enpu’s thigh. With one hand controlling the peach wood sword, held by the drought demon, and the other forming a sword gesture, Zhang Enpu was soon covered in dust and distracted. Once his focus was lost, the peach wood sword lost its edge. As Zhang Enpu’s movements to dodge the little drought demon’s attacks became more exaggerated, the sword’s glow dimmed, and finally, with a “pfft,” the green smoke dissipated, and the sword returned to its original state.
Zhang Enpu inwardly sighed, “What a pity.” If this move didn’t work, he’d have to rely on martial arts. As a Dragon-Tiger Mountain Taoist master, he naturally had some knowledge of Taoist martial arts. Taoism, while emphasizing cultivation, isn’t as narrowly focused as Buddhism but draws from various fields, including military strategy, medicine, martial arts, and chess. Throughout history, one shouldn’t underestimate these; many Taoists achieved enlightenment through martial arts, like Zhang Sanfeng and his seven great disciples, whose Tai Chi could keep a dozen strong men at bay. Zhang Enpu practiced the Dragon-Tiger Form and Intention, a martial art emphasizing broad, powerful, swift, and forceful movements. But now, with one arm captured and struggling to break free, and his leg held by the little drought demon, repeatedly failing, he let out a loud shout, his other hand grabbing the drought demon’s thumb, trying to twist it.
This was a vicious move because twisting a person’s thumb with force could bring even an iron man to his knees. But he miscalculated again. Since it was a drought demon, how could its tendons and bones be compared to an ordinary person’s? Now, Zhang Enpu’s face turned red from the effort, using all his strength, but he couldn’t twist the drought demon’s tiny thumb. Meanwhile, the little drought demon climbed up his body, biting his arm fiercely. Zhang Enpu desperately shook his arm, trying to shake off the little pest, but the little drought demon was as tenacious as a kite, fluttering in the air, its mouth still firmly attached to Zhang Enpu’s flesh, as if rooted, with no intention of letting go.
Zhang Enpu was truly crying now. What was all this? Seeing the little drought demon getting addicted to biting, the big one also got excited, opening her mouth to bite Zhang Enpu’s neck, determined to drain his blood. The drought demon, spending all day in a coffin without brushing or rinsing, naturally had a mouth odor unbearable to ordinary people, worse than garlic. Zhang Enpu almost fainted from the stench. But he bravely endured, stepping on the drought demon’s chest and using the momentum to fall into a pile of rocks not far away.
But look! Zhang Enpu stepped with a pair of linked steps, leaping away from the small vampire. He twisted his right elbow downward, gripped the sword handle with both hands, and executed a powerful downward strike aimed at the heart of the menace. The larger vampire had already matured, and ordinary things couldn’t penetrate her defenses. However, this small one had been born less than a week ago. He believed that if he gave it his all, he could surely give it a crystal-clear, chilling blow! But ideals and reality are always far apart. Just as Zhang Enpu was about to succeed and his peach-wood sword was halfway through its strike, it was suddenly gripped by the big vampire’s hand. The vampire sneered coldly, and with her other hand, she reached for Zhang Enpu’s sword handle. Zhang Enpu was greatly alarmed. In the crisis, he let go with one hand, but the other couldn’t dodge in time and was caught firmly by the vampire. The small vampire also turned its head back, its nose dripping with mucus mixed with foul-smelling saliva flowing down the corners of its mouth like a small waterfall. Its eyes fixed on Zhang Enpu turned green. The little creature was definitely thinking, “Heh heh, such a big piece of meat! I wonder how many meals I can have.”
“Yang Ming’s essence, the spirit’s awe-inspiring power. Capture the evil spirits, hide their forms. With a single talisman, they vanish without a trace. Dare to defy, and heavenly soldiers shall descend!” You see how strong the vampire’s grip was, once she grabbed something, it was like a blacksmith’s small pliers, not letting go. Zhang Enpu panicked; with his small limbs, how could he struggle free? With no choice, he lowered his shoulder and recited the ‘Ding Jia incantation’ of the Zhengyi sect with his mouth. The Ding Jia incantation is a middle-level Taoist spell that can inject the practitioner’s magical power into the magical artifact connected to their body, enhancing its destructive power by one level. However, due to the loss during transmission, the efficiency isn’t a hundred percent; even twenty to thirty percent effectiveness would be a blessing from heaven, earth, and the seventh maternal uncle. In fact, this is similar to the commonly known concept of consecration, except one is primarily offensive, and the other defensive, differing in function.
Zhang Enpu pressed his tongue against the lower part of his mouth, focused his energy into his lower abdomen, not intending to let out a fart but to powerfully utter the last word of the incantation. In an instant, the peach-wood sword gripped by the vampire trembled, and a complex entangled inscription pattern appeared on the blade. The pattern gleamed like sparks, quickly spreading into a raging fire, casting a faint white glow over the entire sword. The section held by the vampire buzzed like a flashbulb, emitting a mix of black fire and green vapor that scorched the vampire’s entire hand. The vampire let out a strange cry and added more force to her grip, refusing to let go. Zhang Enpu also added more force, determined to hold out with her for now and make plans later. Unexpectedly, the young vampire joined the fray again, growling and lunging at Zhang Enpu’s thigh. The hand Zhang used to control the peach-wood sword was held by the vampire, while the other hand was making sword gestures, causing him to become disoriented and lose focus. As his concentration wavered, the glow on the peach-wood sword dimmed. As Zhang Enpu dodged the young vampire’s attacks with increasingly exaggerated movements, the glow on the sword gradually faded until, with a puff, the green smoke dissipated, and the sword returned to its original state.
“Go die,” Liu Dashao suddenly found the courage and, without a second thought, pulled the small drought demon off Ma Xiaoyan’s back and covered it with a bucket of black dog blood. Although, according to Zhang Enpu’s intention, this bucket of black dog blood was tailored for the big one, but now it’s a matter of life and death, and there’s no time for too much consideration. Damn it, one less is one less! This thing is disgusting to look at.
“Ah…” The small drought demon, drenched in dog blood, let out a miserable scream, its body emitting green smoke and trembling uncontrollably.
Zhang Enpu glanced at the suffering little creature and then warily looked at the drought demon, saying to Liu Dashao and the others, “She’s about to get furious, you guys take this girl and leave here quickly, I’ll cover for you.” Seeing her son being tormented like this, the drought demon’s anger was unimaginable. On the other hand, Zhang Enpu knew that although the small drought demon was now continuously emitting smoke and had lost its aggressiveness, he didn’t think it was severely injured, otherwise, it wouldn’t be worthy of being called the king of zombies. Once the big and small ones attack together, he might not even be able to protect himself, let alone others. At this moment, it’s every man for himself.
“What about you if we leave?”
“I’ll find a way back, you guys are just a burden here.”
“But…”
“But what but, hurry up, time waits for no one!” Zhang Enpu scolded without turning his head.
“Alright! Take care, old man.” Seeing his determination, Liu Dashao had no choice but to agree, bent down, pulled Ma Xiaoyan’s body, carried her on his back, and was about to make a run for it.
Seeing the murderer of her son about to escape, the drought demon naturally wouldn’t let it go, waving her hand and howling, as if saying, “All must die, none shall leave here.” After saying that, she recklessly left Zhang Enpu and, with her two hands glowing with black scales, grabbed towards Liu Dashao’s neck.
Just as the drought demon was about to strike, Zhang Enpu bit his index finger, drew it across the peach wood sword, and shouted, “Your opponent is me, deal with me first!” After saying that, he thrust the sword towards the drought demon’s body, forcefully interrupting her action, and Liu Dashao and the others were spared.
“What are you looking at, aren’t you leaving! Do you want me to kick you all away? Hurry up, it’s too late if you don’t leave now!” Zhang Enpu attacked the drought demon with all his might, shouting at Liu Dashao and the other two on the ground. Of course, Liu Dashao immediately carried Ma Xiaoyan on his back, called Tian Guoqiang, and ran down the mountain.
The small drought demon struggled on the ground, and the drought demon’s heart was cut as if by a knife, so she vented all her anger on Zhang Enpu, increasing her strength by threefold.
At such a critical moment, Zhang Enpu also used his trump card. The peach wood sword in his hand, stained with blood, glowed with a red light, and he himself used his power to the extreme. For a while, the man and the ghost fought fiercely.
As the saying goes, it’s easy to go up the mountain but hard to come down. The drought demon’s evil aura, along with the unique geographical conditions of the Yin gathering pool, had already blocked the sunlight from the sky, and the earth became very dark. When Liu Dashao and the others ran to the mountainside, the surrounding black clouds quickly gathered, blocking their way. No matter which direction they went, the black clouds always blocked the road one step ahead, tightly sealing it off.
“Dashao, what should we do now?” Looking at the dense clouds blocking the road, Tian Guoqiang said with a worried face. Although they had narrowly escaped death, a new crisis had emerged.
Liu Dashao’s body was not very strong, and carrying Ma Xiaoyan, who weighed over eighty pounds, had already exhausted him. Fortunately, it wasn’t Gou Dan on his back, otherwise, he would definitely have collapsed. Seeing the road blocked by trees, he put down his cousin and said, “I don’t know either, it seems we can only leave here after Uncle Zhang deals with that pair of old and young monsters.”
Poor Liu Dashao still placed his hopes on Zhang Enpu, but now Zhang Enpu was also in dire straits. Although Zhang Enpu was fighting fiercely with the drought demon, after all, he was old and not as strong as before, and he was gradually unable to hold on, even escaping was difficult. The drought demon, however, became more and more fierce, continuously attacking Zhang Enpu.
If it were before, Zhang Enpu had a hundred ways to escape from the drought demon, but this rash action was a reckless mistake, so many indispensable magical tools were not brought with him, otherwise, with his status as a grandmaster, he wouldn’t be so embarrassed. “What should I do?” Zhang Enpu was very anxious. Carelessly, the small drought demon, which had regained its breath, bit his back, leaving two rows of tooth marks and flesh turned out.
“Roar…” Seeing that Zhang Enpu was at the end of his rope, the drought demon’s cry became even more piercing.
Mountainside.
Liu Dashao looked at Ma Xiaoyan, who was pale and looking at him with frightened eyes, and asked, “Xiaoyue, what’s wrong with you?” Then he also looked behind him and was immediately shocked into a cold sweat. Less than ten meters away from them, a child, about ten years old, dressed in tatters and holding a lantern, stood there. This child was none other than the ghost child who had sold him the lantern under the Lingguan Temple.
Liu Dashao tightly protected Ma Xiaoyan behind him and stammered to the child, “You… you… don’t come over.” After saying that, he protected Ma Xiaoyan and took two steps back. Tian Guoqiang had been trying to light the fire starter in his hand, so he didn’t notice the strangeness of the two. When he heard Liu Dashao’s voice, he looked up and was also shocked.
“Don’t be afraid,” the ghost child said, “I’m here to help you leave this place.” After saying that, he walked towards Liu Dashao and the others.
“What? Help us?” The three of them had a momentary short circuit in their brains. They didn’t understand what the ghost child was up to. Did he suddenly feel like being a good person? When the child came to their side, the three of them, with palpitations, made way for the ghost child. For some reason, they felt that the child had no ill intentions, and they also didn’t think that they, ordinary people, could be a match for a ghost. Life or death was up to fate.
The ghost child came to the dense black clouds blocking the road, let go of his hand, and the lantern flew directly above the clouds. Then the child extended the middle finger of his right hand and shot a green light towards the lantern in the sky. The lantern, hit by the green light, immediately emitted a dazzling light, almost illuminating the entire sky. After being illuminated by the light from the lantern, everyone was surprised to find that the surrounding black clouds miraculously made way for a path.
After the road was opened, the ghost child turned to everyone and said, “Let’s go.” After saying that, he led the way down the mountain.
Seeing that the ghost child really had no ill intentions, everyone’s hearts finally relaxed a bit, and they followed him with fear. It wasn’t that they didn’t trust the ghost child, but the existence of this child was too terrifying, making it impossible not to be afraid.
The way down the mountain was smooth, and soon Liu Dashao, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, reached the foot of the mountain, and the sky also brightened at this time.
“Ah…” When everyone reached the foot of the mountain, they could still hear the angry cries of the drought demon from the cemetery.
“You guys go,” the ghost child waved to everyone, “The thing in the dam is very scary, I hope you don’t provoke it, take care!”
If it were normal times and ordinary people, Liu Dashao would definitely argue with him, saying, “What do you mean don’t provoke her, she’s the one who came after us.” But now was a special time with special people, so he held back and said gratefully to the ghost child, “Thank you!” In fact, he had misunderstood at this moment. The thing the ghost child referred to was not the drought demon that A Lan had turned into, but a terrifying existence hundreds or thousands of times stronger than the drought demon.
The ghost child didn’t accept Liu Dashao’s gratitude, showing a look of disgust on his face and said, “Hurry up and go! My parents are waiting for me, I hope you take care of this place’s matters soon, I just want to peacefully sell my lanterns.” After saying that, he turned and disappeared into the night created by the drought demon. The moment the child turned, his face was covered in blood, his expression was very painful, and his hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably. It seemed that breaking the drought demon’s illusion had cost him a lot.
After the ghost child left, Liu Dashao and Tian Guoqiang, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, also left this troubled place without stopping. Along the way, they met many passersby who looked at the three of them with puzzled expressions, but the three didn’t explain anything and hurried back at the fastest speed.
After returning home, everyone finally breathed a long sigh of relief, but before they could be happy, they became nervous again because there was still one person who hadn’t returned, and that was Zhang Enpu, who had covered their escape. They didn’t know how he was doing.
At this moment, Zhang Enpu’s situation was extremely critical. His head was dizzy, his whole body was covered in blood, the talismans had long been used up, and now he was only relying on a peach wood sword for the final struggle. Fortunately, the drought demon’s power also had its limits, and the talisman that had accidentally hit her had caused her some burden, making her gradually feel unable to hold on, and her proud speed gradually slowed down. This might be the reason why Zhang Enpu was able to hold on for so long.
Bang… Zhang Enpu, who was physically exhausted, was swept to the ground by the drought demon’s arms. He twisted his body, did a cross-legged sit, and tripped the thing down. However, he knew better than anyone that this was of no use at all.
“Am I going to die?” Zhang Enpu was somewhat desperate. The initial purpose of coming here was to fight quickly and decisively, leaving no future troubles, and he didn’t expect the drought demon to be so formidable, so he didn’t prepare much. He didn’t expect that the drought demon was not only not a novice but also more fierce than the average drought demon, making it impossible to resist.
The dark clouds in the sky became thicker, and the sparks on the ground became dimmer.
The entire mountain valley was enveloped in a deep silence, with the cemetery, wheat stacks, shadows, and coffins all swaying in one space.
Zhang Enpu’s arm slowly fell down, and then he suddenly used the sword to support his body, bent over, and kept coughing.
At this time, Zhang Enpu gradually regained his senses. The drought demon’s attack just now was really fierce, like a huge nail hammer, forcefully hitting his chest. If he hadn’t seen the opportunity and instinctively stepped back two steps, using the distance to slow down the attack, he would probably be lying in a coffin now, waiting. In this wilderness, Liu Dashao, that kid, wasn’t very reliable, and he was afraid that he would die without even someone to collect his body.
Pain, real pain!
This was Zhang Enpu’s real feeling at this moment. It felt like thousands of hungry little sparrows were pecking at his flesh. Of course, the only difference was that it was an external injury, while his was a real internal injury, not like the fake goods of unscrupulous merchants, half white wine and half water.
“Whoosh!” The drought demon’s claws passed by Zhang Enpu’s cheek for the third time, brushing past the tip of his nose, bringing a cold, eerie wind that swirled around, making the skin hurt and creating an illusion of being sliced. Because the distance was so close, Zhang Enpu could even clearly distinguish the length and color of the woman’s nails. He quickly tilted his body and used a well fence to block it. But after barely dodging this deadly move, before he could catch his breath and relax his muscles, the small drought demon at his feet also joined in the fun with its mother, its mouth full of sharp teeth gnashing up and down, specifically biting at places where Zhang Enpu couldn’t easily dodge. After a few rounds, Zhang Enpu was sweating profusely, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Sigh! It’s really hard for this old man. You know, although zombies are divided into black hair, white hair, green hair, and drought demons, they all share a common trait, and that is the word ‘stiff’! Compared to other similar creatures, the drought demon is indeed invulnerable to swords and fire, killing people like pinching chicks, but her movements are just pouncing, jumping, and using two claws to stab people’s necks. Zhang Enpu had fought with this thing for more than ten rounds so far and had roughly figured out her routine, so he was barely coping. Occasionally, there were small dangers, but it wasn’t too embarrassing because zombies couldn’t bend over or kick, so he just needed to protect his upper body. But now, with an extra small one, it’s not easy to handle! This is indeed why, originally, the small zombie was born as a baby, with a naturally small body, like a cat. When it attacks, it naturally targets Zhang Enpu’s lower body. One-on-one, there’s still a chance, but with two-on-one, mother and son cooperating, attacking from both top and bottom, and making up for each other’s deficiencies, Zhang Enpu naturally couldn’t handle it.
But seeing Zhang Enpu stepping on a mandarin duck chain, jumping away from the small drought demon’s body, his right elbow rotated downward, both hands tightly holding the sword hilt, and with a move of splitting Mount Hua, he aimed at the back of the harmful thing and was about to stab it. The big one had already become a force, and ordinary things couldn’t break her defense, but the small one was born less than a week ago, and he believed that with all his strength, he could definitely make it crystal clear and pierce its heart! However, there is always a gap between ideals and reality. Just as Zhang Enpu was about to succeed, the peach wood sword that was halfway thrust was grabbed by the big drought demon. The drought demon sneered, and the other hand was about to grab Zhang Enpu’s sword hilt. Zhang Enpu was shocked, and in the crisis, he let go of one hand, and the other hand couldn’t dodge in time and was caught by the drought demon. The small drought demon also turned its head, with snot and saliva mixed with a fishy smell flowing down the corner of its mouth, like a small waterfall, staring at Zhang Enpu with green eyes. This little thing must be thinking, hehe, such a big piece of meat, I wonder how many meals it can make.
“Yangming’s essence, divine power hides people. Capture the yin spirits, hide the human form, a talisman, the house leaves no trace, dare to defy, the heavenly soldiers march!” You can imagine how strong the drought demon’s strength is. Once she grabs something, it’s like a blacksmith’s small pliers, not letting you break free. Zhang Enpu was nervous, and with his small arms and legs, how could he break free? Helplessly, he could only sink his shoulders and recite the ‘Dingjia Divine Curse’ of the Zhengyi sect. The Dingjia Divine Curse belongs to the intermediate spells of Taoism, which can inject the caster’s own magic power into the magical weapon connected to the body, increasing its lethality by one level. However, due to the loss during transmission, the efficiency is not 100%, and if it can reach 20% to 30%, it’s already thanking heaven, earth, and the seventh uncle. In fact, this is the same principle as what we commonly call ‘opening the light’, but one is for offense, and the other is for defense, with different responsibilities.
Zhang Enpu pressed his tongue against his lower jaw, sank his breath into his dantian, not preparing to fart, but forcefully spat out the last word of the spell. In an instant, the peach wood sword grabbed by the drought demon trembled, and the sword body showed a complex and entangled inscription pattern. This pattern was as bright as a spark, and in a moment, it became a prairie fire, reflecting a faint white light on the entire peach wood sword. The part grabbed by the drought demon was like a flash lamp, buzzing and emitting a burst of green gas mixed with black fire, burning the drought demon’s entire palm. The drought demon screamed strangely, and her hand added another force, tightly grasping and not letting go. Zhang Enpu also added another force, determined to hold on with her and then make a plan. Unexpectedly, the small drought demon came to join in the fun again, staring at Zhang Enpu’s thigh and pouncing on it. Zhang Enpu’s hand that controlled the peach wood sword was held by the drought demon, and the other hand was holding the sword formula, immediately making him look disheveled and distracted. Once the spirit was lost, the peach wood sword fell behind. As Zhang Enpu’s movements to dodge the small drought demon’s attacks became larger and larger, the light on the sword body became dimmer and dimmer, and finally, with a puff, the green smoke completely dissipated, and the entire sword returned to its original appearance.
Zhang Enpu secretly thought it was a pity. If this move didn’t work, he could only play kung fu with you. He was the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain and naturally had some knowledge of Taoist martial arts. Although Taoism emphasizes cultivation, it is not as biased as Buddhism, but adopts a wide range of knowledge, covering various aspects. For example, military strategy, medicine, martial arts, chess, etc. Since ancient times, you should not underestimate these. Since ancient times, there have been many Taoists who entered the Tao through martial arts, such as Zhang Sanfeng and his seven great disciples, whose Tai Chi was so good that more than ten strong men couldn’t get close. Zhang Enpu practiced the Longhu Xingyi of Longhu Mountain, which emphasizes large opening and closing, with powerful and swift movements. But at this moment, his arm was caught, and he was in a hurry to break free, but his foot was hugged by the small drought demon, and he repeatedly failed. He immediately shouted, and the other hand grabbed the drought demon’s hand that was holding his fist, trying to grab her thumb with five fingers.
This move can be considered a deadly move, because as long as you grab a person’s thumb and pull it hard, even an iron man will be pulled to the ground. But he miscalculated again. Since it’s a drought demon, how can the bones and muscles be compared with ordinary people? At this moment, Zhang Enpu’s face turned red from pulling, using all his strength, but he couldn’t pull open the drought demon’s small thumb. The small drought demon climbed up his body along his thigh and bit his arm fiercely again. Zhang Enpu desperately shook that arm, trying to shake off this little bastard, but this small drought demon was really tenacious, like a kite shaking in the sky, but its mouth was still biting Zhang Enpu’s flesh, taking root and sprouting, with no intention of letting go.
Zhang Enpu really cried this time, what the hell is this! Seeing the small drought demon addicted to biting, the big drought demon also became excited, opened her mouth, and bit towards Zhang Enpu’s neck, vowing to suck his blood dry. The drought demon stays in the coffin all day, neither brushing her teeth nor rinsing her mouth, so the smell in her mouth is naturally unbearable for ordinary people, worse than eating garlic. Zhang Enpu almost fainted from the smell. But he still bravely endured it, stepped on the drought demon’s chest, and with this momentum, fell into a pile of rubble not far away.
“Go die,” Liu Dashao suddenly found the courage and without a word, yanked the little drought demon from behind Ma Xiaoyan and covered it with a bucket of black dog blood. Although, according to Zhang Enpu’s intention, this bucket of black dog blood was tailored for the big one, but now it’s a matter of life and death, and there’s no time for too much consideration. Damn it, killing one less is one less! This thing is disgusting to look at.
“Ah…” The little drought demon, drenched in dog blood, let out a miserable scream, its whole body emitting green smoke and trembling incessantly.
Zhang Enpu glanced at the suffering little creature, then warily looked at the drought demon, and said to Liu Dashao and others, “She’s about to get angry, you guys take this girl and leave here quickly, I’ll cover for you.” Seeing her son being tormented like this, the drought demon’s anger was understandable. On the other hand, Zhang Enpu also knew that although the little drought demon was now constantly emitting smoke and had lost its aggressiveness, he didn’t think it was seriously injured, otherwise it wouldn’t deserve to be called the king of zombies. Once the big and small ones attack together, he might not even be able to protect himself, let alone others. At this moment, it’s every man for himself.
“What about you if we leave?”
“I’ll find a way back, you guys are just a burden here.”
“But…”
“But what but, hurry up, time waits for no one!” Zhang Enpu didn’t look back, he just scolded.
“Alright! Take care, old man.” Seeing his determination, Liu Dashao had no choice but to agree, bent down, pulled Ma Xiaoyan’s body, carried her on his back, and was about to make a run for it.
Seeing the murderer of her son about to escape, the drought demon naturally wouldn’t let it go, she waved her hand and howled, as if saying, “All must die, no one can leave here.” After saying that, she ignored Zhang Enpu, straightened her two hands with black scales, and grabbed for Liu Dashao’s neck.
Just as the drought demon was about to strike, Zhang Enpu bit his index finger, ran it along the peach wood sword, and shouted, “Your opponent is me, deal with me first!” After saying that, he stabbed the drought demon’s body, forcefully interrupting her action, and Liu Dashao and others were spared.
“What are you looking at, go! Do you want me to kick you all away? Go, or it will be too late!” Zhang Enpu attacked the drought demon with all his might, shouting at Liu Dashao and the other two on the ground. Of course, Liu Dashao immediately carried Ma Xiaoyan on his back, called Tian Guoqiang, and ran down the mountain.
The little drought demon struggled on the ground, the drought demon’s heart was cut like a knife, so she vented all her anger on Zhang Enpu, her strength increased by three points.
At such a critical moment, Zhang Enpu also used his ultimate skills. The peach wood sword in his hand, stained with blood, shone brightly with red light, and he himself used his power to the extreme. For a while, the man and the ghost fought inextricably.
As the saying goes, it’s easy to go up the mountain but hard to come down. The drought demon’s evil aura, as well as the unique geographical conditions of the Yin Gathering Pool, had already blocked the sunlight from the sky, and the earth became very dark. When Liu Dashao and others ran halfway up the mountain, the black clouds around them quickly gathered, blocking their way. No matter which direction they went, the black clouds always blocked the road one step ahead.
“Dashao, what should we do now?” Looking at the dense clouds blocking the road, Tian Guoqiang said with a worried face. Although they had escaped death, a new crisis had appeared.
Liu Dashao’s body was not very strong, carrying Ma Xiaoyan who weighed more than eighty pounds, he was already exhausted. Fortunately, it was not Gou Dan on his back, otherwise he would definitely fall down. Seeing the road blocked by trees, he put down his cousin and said, “I don’t know, it seems that we can only leave here after Uncle Zhang kills the old and young monsters.”
Poor Liu Dashao still placed his hopes on Zhang Enpu, but now Zhang Enpu was also in danger. Although Zhang Enpu was fighting inextricably with the drought demon, he was old and not as strong as before, and he was gradually unable to hold on, and even escaping was difficult. But the drought demon became more and more brave and fierce, constantly attacking Zhang Enpu fiercely.
If it were in the past, Zhang Enpu had a hundred ways to escape from the drought demon, but this rash action was a reckless mistake, so many indispensable magic tools were not brought with him, otherwise, with his status as a master, he would not be so embarrassed. “What should I do?” Looking at it, Zhang Enpu was very anxious. Carelessly, he was bitten on the back by the little drought demon who had regained his breath, and immediately there were two rows of tooth marks, and the flesh was turned out.
“Ah…” Seeing that Zhang Enpu was at the end of his strength, the drought demon’s cry became more piercing.
Halfway up the mountain.
Liu Dashao looked at Ma Xiaoyan who was pale and looked at him with frightened eyes and asked, “Xiaoyue, what’s wrong with you?” Then he also looked behind him, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Less than ten meters away from them, a child about ten years old, wearing tattered clothes and holding a lantern, stood there. This child was none other than the ghost child who had sold him the lantern under the Lingguan Temple.
Liu Dashao tightly protected Ma Xiaoyan behind him, and stammered to the child, “You… you… don’t come over.” After saying that, he protected Ma Xiaoyan and took two steps back. Tian Guoqiang had been trying to light the fire fold in his hand, so he didn’t notice the strangeness of the two. When he heard Liu Dashao’s voice, he looked up and was also shocked.
“Don’t be afraid.” The ghost child said, “I’m here to help you leave here.” After saying that, he walked towards Liu Dashao and others.
“What? Help us?” The three of them had a short circuit in their brains. They didn’t understand what the ghost child was up to. Did he suddenly feel like being a good person? When the child came to them, the three of them made way for the ghost child with palpitations. For some reason, they felt that the child had no malice, and they would not think that these ordinary people would be the opponents of the ghost. Life or death was up to fate.
The ghost child came to the dense black clouds blocking the road, let go of his hand, and the lantern flew directly above the clouds. Then the child extended the middle finger of his right hand and sent a green light to the lantern in the air. After being hit by the green light, the lantern immediately emitted a dazzling light, almost illuminating the entire sky. After being illuminated by the light from the lantern, everyone was surprised to find that the black clouds around them miraculously made way.
After the road was opened, the ghost child turned to everyone and said, “Let’s go.” After saying that, he led the way down the mountain.
Seeing that the ghost child really had no malice, everyone’s hearts were slightly relieved, and they followed him with fear. It’s not that they didn’t trust the ghost child, but the existence of this child was too terrifying, and it was impossible not to be afraid.
The way down the mountain was smooth, and soon Liu Dashao carried Ma Xiaoyan down the mountain, and the sky also brightened at this time.
“Ah…” When everyone walked to the foot of the mountain, they could still hear the angry cry of the drought demon in the cemetery.
“You go.” The ghost child waved to everyone, “The things in this dam are very scary, I hope you don’t provoke it, take care!”
If it were normal times and ordinary people, Liu Dashao would definitely argue with him, what do you mean don’t provoke her, it’s clearly her who came to us. But now is a special time and special people, so he held back and said gratefully to the ghost child, “Thank you!” In fact, he misunderstood at this moment. What the ghost child referred to was not the drought demon that Alan had turned into, but a terrifying existence that was a hundred times stronger than the drought demon.
The ghost child did not accept Liu Dashao’s gratitude, and showed a look of disgust on his face, “Hurry up! My parents are waiting for me, I hope you can take care of the things here as soon as possible, I just want to sell my lanterns peacefully.” After saying that, he turned and disappeared into the night created by the drought demon. The moment the child turned around, blood flowed down his face, his expression was very painful, and his hands and feet kept trembling. It seemed that destroying the drought demon’s illusion had cost him a lot.
After the ghost child left, Liu Dashao and Tian Guoqiang, carrying Ma Xiaoyan, also left this place of right and wrong without stopping. Along the way, they met many passers-by, who all showed puzzled expressions when they saw the three of them, but the three of them did not explain anything and rushed back at the fastest speed.
After returning home, everyone finally breathed a long sigh of relief, but before they could be happy, they became nervous again, because there was still one person who hadn’t returned, and that was Zhang Enpu who had covered their escape. They didn’t know how he was doing.
At this moment, Zhang Enpu’s situation was extremely critical. His head was dizzy, his whole body was covered in blood, the talisman paper had long been used up, and now he was only relying on a peach wood sword for the final fight. Fortunately, the drought demon’s ability also had its limits, and the talisman that had accidentally hit her had caused her some burden, and she gradually felt unable to hold on, and her proud speed gradually slowed down. This might be the reason why Zhang Enpu was able to hold on for so long.
Bang… Zhang Enpu, who was physically exhausted, was swept by the drought demon’s arms and fell to the ground. He twisted his body, crossed his legs, and tripped the thing down again. But he knew better than anyone that this was of no use at all.
“Am I going to die?” Zhang Enpu was somewhat desperate. The initial purpose of coming here was to fight quickly and leave no future troubles, and he didn’t expect the drought demon to be so powerful, so he didn’t prepare much. He didn’t expect that the drought demon was not a novice, but even more fierce than the average drought demon, making it impossible to resist.
The dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the sparks on the ground became dimmer and dimmer.
The entire mountain valley was shrouded in a deep silence, the cemetery, the wheat stacks, the figures, the coffins, all swaying in one space.
Zhang Enpu’s arm slowly fell down, and then, he suddenly used the sword to support his body, bent over and coughed incessantly.
At this time, Zhang Enpu gradually regained consciousness. The drought demon’s attack just now was so fierce, like a huge nail hammer, it hit his chest hard. If he hadn’t seen the opportunity and instinctively took two steps back, using the distance to slow down the attack, he would probably be lying in a coffin now, in this wilderness, Liu Dashao that kid is not very reliable, I’m afraid there is no one to collect the body after death.
Pain, real pain!
This is Zhang Enpu’s real feeling at this moment, this feeling, as if there are thousands of hungry little sparrows pecking rice on his flesh. Of course, the only difference is that it’s an external injury, and this is a real internal injury, not like the fake goods of unscrupulous merchants, half white wine and half water.
“Whoosh!” The drought demon’s claws passed by Zhang Enpu’s cheek for the third time, brushing past the tip of his nose, the cold wind brought up a spiral, making the skin hurt, giving people the illusion of being sliced, because the distance was too close, Zhang Enpu could even clearly distinguish the length and color of the woman’s nails. He quickly tilted his body and blocked it with a well fence. But after barely dodging this killing move, before he could take a breath and relax his muscles and bones, the little drought demon at his feet also joined in the fun with his mother, a big mouth full of sharp teeth creaked up and down, specifically biting at places where Zhang Enpu couldn’t easily dodge, and after a few rounds, Zhang Enpu was covered in sweat, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Alas! It’s hard for this old man. You know, although zombies are divided into black hair, white hair, green hair, and drought demons, in the final analysis, they can’t escape a commonality, that is the word ‘stiff’! Compared with other similar types, the drought demon is indeed invulnerable to swords and guns, impervious to water and fire, and killing people is like pinching a chick, but her movements are just pouncing, jumping, and using two claws to stab people’s necks. Zhang Enpu has fought with this thing for more than ten rounds so far, and has roughly figured out her routine, so he can barely cope, occasionally there are small dangers, but it’s not too embarrassing, because zombies can’t bend over, can’t kick, he just needs to protect his upper three paths. But now there’s an extra little one, it’s not easy to handle! This is indeed why, originally the little zombie was born as a baby, his body is naturally small, like a cat. If he wants to attack, he naturally targets Zhang Enpu’s lower body. One-on-one is still possible, but two-on-one, mother and son cooperate, upper and lower body move together, along with filling in the gaps, Zhang Enpu naturally can’t handle it.
But seeing Zhang Enpu stepping on a mandarin duck chain, jumping away from the little drought demon’s body, his right elbow spun down, both hands tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, a move of splitting Huashan, aiming at the back of the harmful thing, he was about to stab. The big one has already become a climate, ordinary things can’t break her defense, but the little one was born less than a week ago, he believes that if he tries his best, he can definitely make it crystal clear and cool! But the ideal and the reality are always far apart, just as Zhang Enpu was about to take advantage, the peach wood sword that was halfway stabbed was grabbed by the big drought demon. The drought demon sneered, and the other hand was about to grab the hilt of Zhang Enpu’s sword, Zhang Enpu was shocked, in the crisis he let go of one hand, the other hand couldn’t dodge in time, and was caught by the drought demon. And the little drought demon also turned his head, snot and saliva mixed with stinky saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth, like a small waterfall, staring at Zhang Enpu with green eyes, this little thing must be thinking now, hehe, such a big piece of meat, I don’t know how many meals it can make.
“The essence of Yangming, the divine power hides people. Capture the Yin charm, hide the human form, a spiritual talisman, the house has no trace, dare to disobey, the heavenly soldiers go up!” You think how strong the drought demon is, once she grabs something, it’s like the blacksmith’s small pliers, won’t let you break free. Zhang Enpu was nervous, with his small arms and legs, how could he break free. In desperation, he could only sink his shoulders and recite the ‘Dingjia Divine Curse’ of the Zhengyi sect. The Dingjia Divine Curse belongs to the intermediate curse of Taoism, which can inject the caster’s own mana into the magic weapon connected to the body, increasing its lethality by one level, but because of the loss in the middle transmission, the efficiency is not 100%, and if it can reach 20% to 30%, it’s already thanking heaven and earth and the seventh uncle. In fact, this is the same principle as what we often call ‘opening the light’, but one is for attack, the other is for defense, different responsibilities.
Zhang Enpu pressed his tongue against his lower jaw, sank his breath into his dantian, not preparing to fart, but forcefully spat out the last word of the curse. In an instant, the peach wood sword grabbed by the drought demon trembled, and a complex and intricate inscription pattern appeared on the sword body. This pattern was as bright as a spark, and in a moment it became a prairie fire, reflecting a faint white light on the entire peach wood sword, and the position grabbed by the drought demon was like a flash lamp, buzzing and emitting a burst of green gas mixed with black fire, burning the drought demon’s entire palm. The drought demon screamed strangely, and added another force to her hand, firmly grasping, not letting go. Zhang Enpu also added another force, determined to hold on with her first, and then make plans. Unexpectedly, the little drought demon came to join in the fun again, staring at Zhang Enpu’s thigh and pouncing on it. Zhang Enpu’s hand that controlled the peach wood sword was held by the drought demon, and the other hand was holding the sword formula, and he was immediately made a mess, distracted. Once the spirit was lost, the peach wood sword fell behind, and as Zhang Enpu’s movements to dodge the little drought demon’s attack became larger and larger, the light on the sword body became dimmer and dimmer, and finally, with a puff, the green smoke dissipated, and the entire sword returned to its original appearance.
Zhang Enpu secretly thought it was a pity, if this move didn’t work, he could only play kung fu with you. He is the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, naturally he has dabbled in Taoist martial arts. Although Taoism emphasizes cultivation, it is not as biased as Buddhism, but adopts the strengths of all, and has dabbled in all aspects. For example, military strategy, medicine, martial arts, chess, etc. Since ancient times, don’t underestimate these, since ancient times, there are really not many Taoists who entered the Tao through martial arts, such as Zhang Sanfeng, and his seven great disciples, their Tai Chi is so good, more than ten strong men can’t get close. Zhang Enpu practiced the Longhu Xingyi of Longhu Mountain, this kung fu emphasizes opening and closing, the moves are strong and powerful, fast and powerful, but at this moment his arm was caught, he was anxious to break free, his foot was hugged by the little drought demon, repeatedly failed, he immediately shouted, and the other hand grabbed the thumb of the drought demon’s hand that was holding his fist.
This move can be considered a fierce move, because as long as you grab a person’s thumb and pull it hard, even an iron man will be pulled down. But he miscalculated again, since it’s a drought demon, how can the tendons and bones be compared with ordinary people. At this moment, Zhang Enpu’s face was red from pulling, he used twelve points of strength, but he couldn’t pull open the drought demon’s small thumb. And the little drought demon climbed up his body along his thigh, and bit his arm hard again. Zhang Enpu shook that arm desperately, trying to shake off this little bastard, but this little drought demon was really tenacious, like a kite shaking in the sky, but his mouth was still biting Zhang Enpu’s flesh, taking root and sprouting, and had no intention of letting go.
Zhang Enpu really cried this time, what is this all about! Seeing that the little drought demon was addicted to biting, the big drought demon also became excited, opened her mouth, and bit towards Zhang Enpu’s neck, vowing to suck his blood dry. The drought demon stays in the coffin all day, doesn’t brush her teeth or rinse her mouth, the smell in her mouth is naturally unbearable for ordinary people, worse than eating garlic, Zhang Enpu almost fainted from the smell. But he still bravely survived, stepped on the drought demon’s chest, and with this momentum, fell into the pile of rubble not far away.
Zhang Enpu really started to cry this time. What was all this about! Seeing the young vampire getting addicted to biting, the big vampire also became more aggressive, opening her mouth and heading straight for Zhang Enpu’s neck, determined to drain his blood. The vampire had been staying in the coffin all day without brushing her teeth or rinsing her mouth, so the smell from her mouth was unbearable, even worse than eating garlic. Zhang Enpu almost fainted from the stench. But he still managed to endure. He kicked his foot against the vampire’s chest, using the momentum to throw himself into a pile of rubble not far away.
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