Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 40: Natural and Free, Waterfall Flute Sound

The people outside the cave also saw the scene of continuous flashes of flames at first.

After the fire disappeared around the corner, only a short while later, the sound of the flute switched and an angry roar was heard.

Shopkeeper Ma's expression changed a little at that moment.

"Old Zhong, with his heart and lungs, I believe he could have run back and forth on one breath, but after shouting like that, can he still hold it?"

Zhong Jinqiu also frowned and said, "Roaring is like exhaling, and after exhaling, immediately hold your breath..."

Before he could finish his words, the leader of the Wu village had already rushed inside, blowing the whistle in his mouth.

Without the interference of the flute of the grandmother guarding the temple, a single person's whistle does not have to cause confusion or irritation, and can have a certain insect repellent effect.

When the leader of Wu Village made this move, Zhong Jinqiu followed closely.

But just when the two men rushed in about 200 meters, they saw a figure running towards them.

Chu Tianshu's face flushed as he rushed forward, holding a figure in his hand, as if he was holding a scarecrow.

The three of them rushed out of the cave.

"Stay away from me. There might still be some poison smoke on your clothes."

Chu Tianshu said a few words quickly, avoided the crowd, and ran dozens of meters away.

Now the wind was blowing hard against him, and he was exerting force on his body, so the smoke deep in the cave should have been blown away.

Chu Tianshu stopped and finally dared to breathe deeply.

The leader of the Wu village walked forward and saw Chu Tianshu put the man on the ground.

The old woman was unconscious, but after lying on the ground, she still coughed twice.

The leader of the Wu village was shocked: "She's not dead?!"

In a village, if someone has different opinions from the decision-makers, it is not a big deal. If someone keeps an opinion to himself and refuses to speak it out, it is not a big deal either.

But without saying a word, he suddenly violated the rules of the village and attacked the guests.

He also stole treasures from the village and tried to escape.

This kind of person poses a serious threat and is the type that any manager who wants to maintain the stability of the village hates.

Who knows if one day something will happen that just doesn't go to her liking and she will do something bad to someone again?
So, when agreeing to let Chu Tianshu break into the cave alone.

The leader of Wu Village had actually already prepared himself mentally for the possibility that the guardian of the temple would become a corpse.

The situation in the cave was so complicated and dangerous that Chu Tianshu didn't even need to kill anyone.

As long as you use a little more force when capturing her and leave her in the cave, or if you are not careful on the road, the poisonous insects will bite her to death.

but……

But Chu Tianshu actually brought this person with her and let her get out alive.

I'm afraid that while running wildly, it also switched the insect's position left to right, so that although it was unconscious and its limbs could not move, the poisonous insect could not stay and bite it.

The Wu village chief looked a little stunned.

Obviously, he had developed a strong dislike for this old woman and was prepared to see a dead body.

But when he really found out that the keeper of the temple was still alive, he felt inexplicably relieved.

The feeling in his heart was so complicated that even he himself couldn't explain what exactly had changed.

"She forced herself to play the flute, which caused internal injuries and made her breathing rapid and uncontrolled. When she came out, she must have inhaled a lot of toxic fungal powder."

Chu Tianshu bent down and gently pressed the old woman's wrist, loosening her clenched fingers. He picked up the jade flute and handed it to the leader of the Wu village.

"Return the property to its original owner. You can also watch her and treat her."

The leader of the Wu village took the colorful cloud flute and didn't know what to say for a moment: "Isn't this what you wanted?"

Chu Tianshu smiled and said, "Haven't you guys borrowed it yet?"

The leader of the Wu village squatted down, took out a pill and stuffed it into the old woman's mouth. He didn't even want to look up, and just said, "So, what about her plotting against you?"

"At her age, having suffered such internal injuries and been poisoned by a brain-destroying poison, she won't be able to blow those insect-controlling devices well in the future."

Chu Tianshu turned his head to look at the bamboo forest, with his arms outstretched, as if he was only concerned with absorbing the beautiful atmosphere of the mountains and rivers, and no longer looking at the people on the ground.

"Besides, she violated the rules of your own village, so she will naturally be punished."

The Wuzhai leader was in high spirits, raised his head and said loudly: "Don't worry, we will punish them!"

He responded to this, but a sense of déjà vu arose in his heart, and he turned to look at Cai Shanjun.

Cai Shanjun was also smiling. He was not looking at the village chief, but at Chu Tianshu, and then at the sun in the sky.

The sunlight made the governor, who was no longer young, look more lively. He squinted his eyes and looked in a good mood. I didn't know what he was laughing at.

The leader of Wu Village was silent for a while and then let out a long sigh.

"Grand Commander."

He walked over step by step and handed the colorful cloud flute in his hand to Cai Shanjun.

"We have passed three levels and we have all lost. The Rainbow Cloud Flute is here as promised."

Cai Shanjun turned his gaze away and smiled, "When I return to Kunming, I will choose an auspicious day to return this treasure and express my gratitude!"

The leader of the Wu village closed his eyes and suddenly said, "The Grand Commander wants to cross the river. What do you think of Wutugu and Wuzewa's bravery?"

"And Abang, she has also learned the witchcraft quite well. Can the three of them help you?"

Cai Shanjun quickly said, "Given Wutugu's size, let's forget about this trip. If he's interested in the future, you can let him join the army."

"Zeva and Abang..."

He glanced over and pondered for a moment, "Zewa is extremely brave, his every move and gesture embodies the characteristics of a Miao warrior. He can also join the army in the future."

"Abang, well, innocent and naive, let's talk about it another day."

Among the people of Wujiazhai who are truly smart and experienced, their own village's secret methods are not outstanding. At most, they are good at gathering information.

As for people like Uzewa, although everything else is good, he has mastered the tricks of the village, and his temperament has become more distinctive, making him incompatible with others.

If they were to be taken on the journey, they would likely attract widespread attention before reaching the ferry, potentially leading to Cai Shanjun and the others being noticed and discovered. They would be surrounded and intercepted. In the entire village, the only one who possessed such refined ancestral skills, a refined demeanor, and the ability to disguise themselves and disappear at will, was the Wu Clan Master.

Shopkeeper Ma interrupted, "I don't need any help right now, but I see there's some excellent cinnabar in the mountains, and I've seen some of your jars painted with it before. How about giving me some more?"

The Wu village chief said cheerfully, "Not only do we have cinnabar, we also have top-grade spell paper. It will surely be useful as talisman paper for you."

He looked at Chu Tianshu again and said, "The sword-making skills of our Wujiazhai are also worthy of praise. I am a very good swordsmith myself and have collected quite a lot over the years."

"Wait for me to take you guys to choose some good weapons."

Chu Tianshu turned around and smiled: "We probably need to rest for a few more days. There is no rush to choose weapons now. Let's talk about it tonight."

Zhong Jinqiu was also quite interested. Although he had to hide his tracks on the road, it was impossible for him to carry a truly superior spear with him, and there might not be one in the village, but the spear and sword were one, and he was also proficient in swordsmanship.

If he had a long knife with a narrow blade, he could use it as a sword and hide the sword when traveling. He would still be very confident.

The Wuzhai leader nodded in agreement and said solemnly to Cai Shanjun, "I am increasingly confident that you will successfully return to Kunming and continue to be a wise leader who protects the people of Yizhou and stands firm in this troubled world."

"The grandma who guards the temple just doesn't understand. The greatest hope for the wisdom of our ancestors is that future generations can seize opportunities and make better use of it. People are the most important."

"Treasures are, after all, only tools for people."

The village chief accompanied them all the way back to their residence before leading everyone away.

Cai Shanjun, holding the jade flute, stood in the corridor and said, "When you roared, I almost thought that old lady would be in a worse state."

"Does it sound particularly murderous?"

Chu Tianshu walked to the side and stretched. "I have been influenced since I was a child, and I have a scale in my heart. Some people are not up to that level."

"However, there are also some people who, from what I know, are already accomplices of all evil. They have caused countless children to lose their families and even want to control us and silence us afterwards. Haha, beating us to death once and then shooting us again would not be enough!"

After he said these words, he seemed to be chewing something in his mouth, and his fingers and wrists moved freely.

Recently he has been pondering the mystery of "Toad Power Palm Thunder". When he is eating, drinking water, or having a little spare time, he would think about that aspect involuntarily.

This set of Kung Fu evolved from Tai Chi has a very different flavor from Tongbei Quan. It contains the ideas of guiding nature and being able to control one's movements freely.

Be as idle as the breeze, be as active as a fire, drink water only after sweating and consuming. There is inflow and outflow, and depending on the situation, you can decide whether to kill or not.

Experiencing these things in life personally is like practicing boxing. When you chew on them, you gain a lot and the flavor is endless.

Seeing him like this, Cai Shanjun seemed to have realized something and praised him, "You are in a trance."

In ancient times, those who read a lot and practiced a lot were not necessarily able to concentrate on what they learned. Wherever they went, they could think of what they had learned so that they could apply what they had learned. This is called practicing what you learn, and only then can they be considered to be concentrated on what they learn.

For example, famous calligraphers and painters practice with pens, tree branches, on paper, on walls, on the dining table, and even before going to bed, they stroke their lapels with their fingers.

The holes on the lapels are all marked with interlaced words. Such a person is said to be in a trance and will definitely achieve success.

Cai Shanjun said leisurely, "Those who are angry but unable to be brave are helpless and regrettable. Those who are angry and can be brave are good, but they tend to go too far. I'm afraid that they will kill indiscriminately in the future and hurt themselves too. Sigh."

"Those who are angry but wise and brave..."

The fingertips of his left hand brushed across the row of flute holes, and he said with a smile, "The beautiful mountains and rivers, the colorful clouds and the sound of the flute, should be played for you."

A subtle change occurred in Cai Shanjun.

Chu Tianshu turned his head and saw that the figure of the other person holding the flute became a little blurry in his perception, as if surrounded by colorless clouds.

The toxin in the opponent's body seemed to have lost its accuracy due to this ambiguity, and it was impossible to figure out where it should take effect.

The damage and oppression caused by the accumulated toxic energy to his body were immediately relieved.

I saw Cai Shanjun put the flute to his lips.

Chu Tianshu suddenly asked, "That old lady can play a flute that affects the internal organs. Can you also play it?"

"If you can control it well and not hurt yourself, then this flute music will be very suitable for helping me practice martial arts. Silver needles, flute music, and boxing, a three-pronged approach..."

Cai Shanjun's expression faltered slightly, and he had to interrupt him: "We can talk about that later. Now, let me play a simple, pure piece of music, okay?"

Chu Tianshu calmed down and raised his hand.

Cai Shanjun's flute sounds gradually rise, undulating on the water and lingering melodiously among the mountains. With his eyes half closed, a faint cool glow appeared on his face.

Chu Tianshu was listening, and so were the people in several nearby rooms.

Zhong Jinqiu's hand holding the oil tea stopped in mid-air, and the shopkeeper Ma was spreading out the talisman paper.

Lao Yu stood in his room with a knife in his hand, silently staring at the cold light at the tip of the knife, while Xiao Huo was cleaning his gun.

Suddenly, the sound of drums was heard in the village, as if someone was responding to the tune, and someone was humming a beautiful song.

Finally, there was a sound that was sometimes like a flute, sometimes like a Xiao, and sometimes like a Sheng, coming from the direction of the waterfall.

As soon as this sound came, all other sounds in the village fell silent, and more people walked to the door to look at the waterfall.

Inside the meeting hall, the village chief and several others also hurriedly stood up and walked to the door.

The mountain gods who transformed into sacred cows no longer exist in the surrounding mountains, and they no longer respond to the Miao people's worship.

But in Feipu Cave, that huge cave that goes directly from the belly of the mountain to the underground still has the magic that has lasted for thousands of years.

The older villagers had already knelt behind their own doorsteps, their hands clasped in front of their chests, their eyes excited, and their voices very low: "Goddess of the Cave..."

Chu Tianshu looked at the distant mountain waterfall in surprise.

When the song ended, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there really a Cave Goddess?"

He had heard the legend before and felt that the people in the cave were not good people, and might be the same as Wuchang.

But this song seems to be echoing Cai Shanjun.

"Who knows?"

Cai Shanjun remained silent, gazing at the waterfall. He spoke softly, "If there really is a cave goddess, she probably knows we've got the flute and will be leaving soon, so she's doing this for us..."

Chu Tianshu asked, "Farewell?"

Cai Shanjun stared at the waterfall for a long time and waved his jade flute.

"It is blessing us to sail through the waves!"

(End of this chapter)