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Chapter 211 King Tian

Wei Huchen went to the villagers, picked out eight strong men, and pointed with his finger: "Drag them out."

The captains under his command rushed in like wolves and tigers and dragged the man out.

The villagers cried and wailed, pulling their relatives, unwilling to let them be dragged out. It was definitely not a good thing.

But how can we stop it?
Wei Huchen brought the man out to the village entrance and forced him to take the pills.

After taking the pills, the eight villagers twisted in pain, their bones became deformed, and thick black hair, sharp claws, canine jaws, and fangs grew all over their bodies.

Dog goblin!

Under Wei Huchen's command, eight dog goblins sniffed around.

But their beast instincts made them afraid to track the dragon.

So he wandered around the village.

Wei Huchen shouted and cursed, and whipped them a few times. The dogs and goblins whimpered and finally rushed towards Xiaoyu Mountain in the distance.

Wei Huchen immediately followed with his men.

Fu Shuanghui lagged behind slightly and ordered Liang Yan: "Bring all the villagers with you."

The sword box was not found, it is not perfect.

But as long as I have the Dragon Slaying Sword in my hand, it will be enough to deal with that dragon.

And you took that sword blow in order to save someone.

Now their descendants are in my hands. Will you still take another blow from me for their sake?
hum!

The two teams were half a mile apart, and half an hour later, they entered Xiaoyu Mountain.

There are also many evil spirits hidden in Xiaoyu Mountain.

But the level of these evil spirits outside is not high.

When Wei Huchen and his men encountered an obstruction, they solved it easily.

The team's speed did not slow down much after entering the mountain.

Fu Shuanghui suddenly turned around and looked at the villagers being driven away by her captain.

The eyes of the villagers were filled with hatred, but hundreds of people did not cry out or shout. Instead, they followed the leader obediently.

Fu Shuanghui was a little surprised and shouted, "Liang Yan, how did the brothers we sent last time die?"

Liang Yan stepped forward and said, "Last time, we sent out nine brothers, but only one returned.

The eight who died all disappeared one after another after entering the village, and the last brother who survived didn't even see how they died."

Fu Shuanghui frowned and muttered, "Were they all swallowed by the dragon? Then why was there still one that escaped?"

Liang Yan said, "That brother is Wen Xiu, skilled in the art of painting. He has been wearing a painting and pretending to be a villager."

Fu Shuanghui nodded.

Dispelled the doubts in my heart.

……

In Xiaoyu Mountain, in a huge, damp and cold cave, there is a stone bed made of polished stones.

A huge snake was coiled on it.

There is a short dark red horn on its head.

Snakes also have limbs and claws.

It coiled there, its upper body raised, its eyes closed.

It feels like... meditating alone.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew outside the cave, and a figure walked in.

There was some stiffness in his movements.

The snake opened its eyes.

The snake's body suddenly shook and became blurry, and the eyes of its soul and its body were still not completely synchronized.

After the soul opened, the body opened a little later.

Then the soul and body slowly overlapped.

"You're back." The snake spoke in human language.

The man was about forty years old and looked like an ordinary person.

But his face was pale, without a trace of blood.

The bottom of his eyes were dark. After entering, his black hair twitched a few times as if it were full of insects.

He took a few deep breaths and forced his hair down.

"The people from the Mountain and River Division are stubborn and have arrested everyone in the village. They're here now."

The snake sighed, "I finally got you into trouble."

The man shook his head: "Without you, there would be no such thing as them. They would have been extinct in our ancestors."

He didn't tell the story of the dog-god so as not to upset the snake.

"I want to rescue everyone." The snake said seriously: "Don't try to stop me this time. I have to take action."

The man said, "You can attack, but don't kill anyone, otherwise, in your current state, you will immediately become a complete evil spirit!

I'll do the killing—just like before."

The last person from Shanhesi who came here died at his hands.

But unexpectedly, one of them disguised himself as a villager and escaped back.

The snake sighed again and said, "If you had let me go back then, why would I have suffered so much?"

The man grinned, and a lot of strange flesh like octopus tentacles leaked out of his mouth, moving around uncontrollably.

He swallowed the stuff back with force.

Then he said, "I have taken care of my parents until their death, watched their children grow up, and held grandchildren and great-grandchildren in my arms. Where is the hardship?"
As for the current situation, what's the big deal? I'm doing what I want to do, I'm full of motivation, and I don't find it hard at all. On the contrary, I enjoy it."

"Alright." The snake shook its head. "I can't argue with you. I'll do whatever you arrange."

"I've arranged everything," the man said. "In the past few years, in order to help you revive, we've intercepted many official ships in the canal. There's still a lot of stuff on them that could be useful this time."

……

The deeper you go into the mountains, the stronger the evil spirits become.

There are only three left of the eight mandrills.

Wei Huchen was also wounded, and six or seven of his captains were killed.

He turned back to ask Fu Shuanghui: "Sir, the losses are heavy..."

"Go on!" Fu Shuanghui was cold, and there was no trace of human emotion in her gray-blue vertical pupils.

"Subordinate... I obey."

The team continued to move forward. On the hillside next to them, a weasel pushed aside the grass and crawled out of the hole. It looked carefully at the people from the Shanhe Division below, then shrank back.

It moved quickly underground and emerged from another valley.

As soon as he came out, he screamed, "King Tian, King Tian, those people are almost reaching the Living Sacrifice Ditch."

"Okay," King Tian took out two taels of silver and gave it to the dog: "This is your wages."

The weasel happily bit it in its mouth, leaving a few tooth marks, and quickly stuffed it into its yellow fur, as if afraid that someone would snatch it away.

There is no way. There are fewer ways to make money after returning to the mountains.

King Tian asked them to report the news, which was already the largest deal the family had ever received.

After the weasel left, King Tian sneered: "You want to use the people of the Exorcism Bureau to consume us, so we will use the evil spirits in this mountain to consume you!"

He had lived at the foot of Xiaoyu Mountain for two hundred years and had long since become one of the evil spirits in the mountain.

Even the weasel family calls him "King of the Field"!
……

Wei Huchen and his men advanced a few more miles and saw a long canyon in front of them.

On one side of the canyon is a gentle slope, and on the other side is a thousand-foot cliff.

A small river flows happily out of the valley mouth.

There are some ancient rock paintings left on the cliffs.

After a long time, the surface rock layers have fallen off a little and the colors have become blurred.

It is no longer possible to tell what the painting is about.

But each rock painting is hundreds of feet high, and no one knows how it was painted there.

The only three remaining mandrills smelled something and were so excited that they couldn't contain themselves and rushed into the canyon at full speed.

"found it?"

Wei Huchen immediately led his men to follow.

Fu Shuanghui still kept half a mile away from him.

(End of this chapter)