Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 309 It’s going to be bad (16)

In the village at the foot of the mountain, a farmer was about to return from the farmland when a stone flew out from the field and hit his knee.

The farmer fell to the ground. Before he could understand what had happened, a stone hit his other leg and he couldn't get up.

Yaoguang walked out of the field throwing stones, looked at the fallen farmer and sneered. Then she picked up the man's farm tools and hit him hard in the stomach, and then hit him hard in other places.

She did everything the other party had done to her, and at the same time demanded back the interest. Yaoguang stepped on the farmer's face a few times, and after confirming that the other party remembered her, she smiled contemptuously, then turned and left.

On the same day, another farmer was ambushed. Two stones broke his knee and he was then beaten severely with a stick. He was half dead when he was found.

At night, three vicious dogs in a peasant woman's house were all shot to death between the eyebrows, and their bodies were hung at the door.

Late at night, all the windows of the village chief's house were broken, and his knee was broken when he went out to investigate. The iron pot in the house was smashed, the remaining bacon from the winter was all eaten, and the rice and flour that could not be taken away were all poured into the manure pit, leaving nothing behind.

The angry village chief woke up the next day and organized people to strengthen vigilance. However, Yaoguang had predicted the other party's behavior. He did not go out the next day. Instead, he took the looted food and had a big meal with Catwoman. He set out at night and continued to cause damage in the village.

Yaoguang's vengeful side was fully revealed. Everyone who had attacked her at that time was put on her revenge list, and she would go and give them retribution whenever she had time.

Seeing Yaoguang’s actions, the audience in the live broadcast room felt a chill down their spines.

[The Holy King is so cruel...]

[Now we can use stones to retaliate without the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. If we had it, none of these villagers would be able to escape.]

[No wonder you practice throwing stones every day, just for today? Holy King, you are so powerful. ]

[From today on, I have decided to be loyal to the Holy King and will never let him write my name in his little notebook.]

Under Yaoguang's persistent revenge, the people in the village were the first to give in.

Yaoguang did not hide the reason for her revenge, which made everyone in the village know why Yaoguang came.

Although they don’t know why Yaoguang was resurrected, the current situation is that because of Yaoguang’s existence, they no longer dare to go out alone.

Villagers who were left alone would certainly be retaliated against, as the stones that penetrated all holes would accurately break their knees, leaving them with no way to escape.

Even if they used wood to protect their knees, the village was mostly populated by farmers, and they would hardly be able to farm while wearing wood, which would eventually lead to their death.

After discovering that Yaoguang's presence had disrupted their order, the village chief smoked his pipe all night and then said to the others, "Let's ask the monks for help."

Others agreed to the village chief's proposal, and the next day they raised money to invite monks from a nearby sect.

The monk had shifty eyes and learned about the situation when he saw the village chief. After realizing that it was a foreigner causing the riot, he pinched his sparse beard and said in embarrassment, "Foreigners are also human, and you killed people first. It's difficult for me to handle this matter."

"We'll pay more." said the village chief, who was sitting on the bed rubbing his knees.

"It's not a matter of money, but a matter of principle. We in the Yixiang Sect will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, and neither will Yiren."

“We’ll add money.”

“It’s not about money anymore.”

Finding that the village chief was not fooled, the Rat Eyed Monk could only sigh and said in a gentle and persuasive manner: "Are you sure that it is really an alien and not some monster? Think about it again."

The village chief suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly, saying, "The Taoist priest is right. It was actually a monster that caused trouble. The monster looked just like a human, so we made a mistake." "That's right. Don't make a mistake next time. By the way, I heard that you prepared food. I'll eat it first. After I'm full, I'll send the monster on his way."

"Of course. This way please."

After finishing the instructions, the Taoist priest ate happily, exchanged glances with the widow in the village, and then went into the room arranged by the village chief and fell into a deep sleep.

But in the middle of the night, a sound of breaking air suddenly was heard, and a stone shot towards the Taoist priest on the bed, but just as it got close, it broke into powder.

The rat-eyed monk who had been drunk during the day nimbly climbed out of bed, showing two rows of white teeth in the darkness, grinning and saying, "Here I come."

He climbed over the window and jumped into the yard, then he heard the sound of breaking air again, pointing directly at his right hand.

Without dodging, his muscles tensed, and the stones that touched him were immediately shattered by the protective energy and turned into dust and fell down.

The setting of "Jiuzhou" is strictly based on reality. Although the Rat Eye Monk is only at the third level of Qi Refining, the magic power in his body can already be condensed into Gangqi, and ordinary stones can hardly hurt him at all.

After brushing off the mud on his body, he laughed even more freely: "Good boy, you have some skills. Your aim is extraordinary. But it's still not good enough in front of me."

In the distance, the rustling sound of falling grass was heard. The monk who heard the noise immediately drew his sword and rushed forward to the corresponding position.

Three more stones flew out, but they were torn into pieces by the strong energy as soon as they hit each other, without any damage at all.

The Rat-Eyed Monk already had a full understanding of the other party's strength. He knew that the other party's strength was enough to invade a village, but after all, he was not a cultivator, so he was still not good enough to face a cultivator.

After capturing the other person's position, he continued to move forward, and gradually he could hear the other person's breathing and the squeezed heartbeat.

Although there were stones hitting him along the way, he didn't care at all. He rushed forward despite the stones and finally saw the people who were harassing the village by the river.

But after seeing the other person, the Rat-Eyed Monk discovered that the other person was not quite the same as the village chief's description.

The other person didn't look complete, with only one leg and one arm. His amber eyes shone in the darkness, giving off a seductive vibe.

"You're just a cat... you can run so fast with just one leg? It's incredible."

Although he was a little curious, the monk still drew out his magic sword and said with a smile: "Forget it, let it be a cat. Killing it will also be a merit. I can get some contributions when I go back and exchange them for some magic."

Just as he was about to step forward, he felt dizzy and then knelt down involuntarily.

He felt that his hands and feet were like dough that had been soaked in water. He had no strength in his body and could not move at all.

"Poison? When?"

He immediately reached into his pocket, wanting to take out the detoxification pill and take it, when he heard an extremely subtle sound of breaking air.

Afterwards, his right hand went numb, and his body lost control and was unable to release his internal energy. He could only watch as the sharp stone hit his palm, causing the pill in his hand to fall.

As he looked on in horror, another alien came from a distance, flicking his fingers with every step and shooting stones at him.

After throwing a dozen stones, the monk felt that his legs were broken, and the magic sword in his hand fell to the side and he could not pick it up.

Staring at the stranger approaching, the monk knew he was in trouble.

(End of this chapter)