Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 55 Yuanjiao Village

The setting sun was as red as blood, dyeing half of the sky like a surging sea of ​​blood. The red smoke soaked the charred broken walls. The wind blew through the broken bricks and tiles, bringing up bursts of wailing, as if thousands of dead souls were wailing under the scorched earth.

Yuanjiao Village, once a peaceful and harmonious village that worshipped Buddhism, is now reduced to ruins after a fire.

Today, the ruins welcomed human presence which had not been seen for a long time. On the barren land, the red flames reappeared, illuminating the sky and the earth.

"Yuanjiao Village, it's been a long time." The Buddha-Swallowing Boy stepped on the cracked base of the Buddhist shrine, his scarlet battle robe fluttering like a red lotus of karmic fire, the iron chain on his waist clanging with his steps, creating a strange rhythm in the dead silence. He set foot on the place where his old mission had not been completed. What kept flashing in the Buddha-Swallowing Boy's mind were fragments of suffocating and ridiculed memories.

that person……

"Forget it, let's focus on the mission first." The Buddha-Swallowing Boy raised his hand and waved it, and the demonic energy burst out like a tide. Sensing the power of the evil demon, the earth veins of Yuanjiao Village were immediately sensed, and golden Sanskrit suddenly appeared within a hundred feet. Golden light flowed, and the Buddha's light extended out like a chain. The Buddha-Swallowing Boy's eyes were stern, and he locked onto the key point in an instant.

"After so many years, are you still trying to stop the devil?"

With a sneer, the devil's energy began to circulate, suddenly reaching its limit in an instant, and then he covered the key to the Buddha's meridian with a palm. The shocking force and the exploding earth veins made the Buddha's meridian sense the power of the evil demon and instantly trigger a counterattack. The Buddha-devouring boy used his left hand again, and the Buddha's blood essence from a pawnshop transaction flew out.

The dead Buddha's aura and the blood-red devil's breath shrouded the dying Yuanjiao Village. As the Buddha's aura dissipated, the spirituality of the Buddha's land disappeared. The Buddha-swallowing boy looked up at the sky. As the Buddha's aura that enveloped the world disappeared, the devil's aura, which was different from the suffering realm, permeated the world more deeply.

"Yuanjiao Village and Liufa Palace have both been destroyed, and now only the last one remains, Dingchan Heaven. Hmm? How long do you think you can hide in the dark? Do you know that your heavy breathing is so loud that it disgusts the demons?"

The red hair moved without wind, and the Buddha-Swallowing Boy turned around in an instant. A stream of energy flew out, forcibly forcing out the figure hidden under the shadow of the broken wall.

I saw a scholar in green clothes carrying a book basket on his back, taking a palm strike from the demon, his mouth turning red, he stumbled and fell out of the shadow of the broken wall, his eyes fixed on the Buddha-devouring boy, he was both shocked and angry!
"It's you, the Buddha-devouring boy!"

"Oh?" The Buddha-swallowing boy tilted his head, looking at the blue-robed scholar who appeared in his sight. He gradually overlapped with a certain figure in his memory. "It's you, the troublemaker in that battle."

"You are causing trouble. You, ah, have to pay for the lives of more than 700 people in Yuanjiao Village!" The scholar in green clothes had bloodshot eyes. The hatred for the destruction of the village surged in his heart, and the scholar's eyes were bloodshot.

Looking at the person in front of him, the Buddha-Swallowing Child had an amused expression. "Oh? So you're still a survivor from Yuanjiao Village? Tsk, you know, the trembling of an ant before death is no different from the wind blowing through wheat fields in my eyes, but..."

The devilish fire shot out from between his fingers, making the scholar's pale face flicker.

"You are lucky today. I allow you to be a special ant."

"Pay your life!" Extremely angry and scarred, with his greatest enemy in front of him, Tai Shousheng could no longer remain calm. Burning with hatred, he completely ignored the difference in strength between the two sides and angrily started a fight with a palm. Even if he died, he vowed to kill the enemy in front of him.

"That's it, give it your all."

With a shallow foundation and moves full of flaws, the Buddha-Swallowing Boy didn't even look at him for a moment. With a wave of his palm, the devil fire gushed out in waves. In the blink of an eye, another tragedy was about to happen, but at this moment, a ray of light instantly extinguished the devil fire, and red flames fell from the sky like flying snow. On the ruins of Yuanjiao Village, the wonder of fire and snow appeared at the same time.

"It's you!" The scholar in green robes stumbled back a few steps, looking at the figure holding a sword blocking his way, "Tunfo... No, it's you!"

How could this be? According to my own investigation, the swordsman in front of me should be the Swallow Buddha Boy. Now Swallow Buddha Boy is standing opposite me, so who is the person in front of me? Swallow Buddha Boy looked at Jian Xue Wuming who had barged into the battle, gently lifted his red hair, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a cold voice: "This face, you are still alive."

"Buddha-Swallowing Boy..." Jian Xue Wuming, who knew the truth, was in a state of turmoil. When his eyes fell on the empty hands of the Buddha-Swallowing Boy, his pupils suddenly trembled and constricted. "Where is your sword? Where is the commandment to kill?"

The Buddha-swallowing boy was a little surprised, but after a moment of stunned silence, he sneered and said, "You actually care about a weapon? Ha, it's okay to tell you. I naturally threw away the unsuitable weapon. Well, it just so happens that you sent me my Zhuyan, so let's return it to its rightful owner."

As the words fell, an ominous red light suddenly rose from Zhu Yan behind Jian Xue Wuming, echoing the distant Buddha-Swallowing Boy. Jian Xue Wuming was startled, and he gripped his sword in his right hand, infusing his True Essence into the force to suppress it. Seeing this, the Buddha-Swallowing Boy took a step and flew over.

"Taking other people's things as your own is not a commendable behavior."

"Kill Commandment, where is it!"

Jian Xue Wuming continued to ask about the whereabouts of Sha Jie. He held the sword with his right hand and only used his left palm to fight the enemy. There was a dull sound, and he was unable to display his full strength and was defeated in the first three steps.

"Give me Zhu Yan, and I will tell you where the Killing Commandment is."

Without stopping, the Buddha-Swallowing Boy launched a barrage of attacks, attempting to capture Zhu Yan. Jian Xue Wuming, with only one hand to fight, had to divide his strength to suppress Zhu Yan, and was temporarily overwhelmed. After just a few rounds, he was already losing. Tai Shousheng, observing this, though he didn't understand the deeper reasons, was filled with hatred for the destruction of his village and clan. He vowed to kill the Buddha-Swallowing Boy in his lifetime and immediately leaped in to help. The three of them engaged in a fierce battle, further escalating the chaos.

After more than ten moves, the Buddha-Swallowing Boy became impatient.

"You demon, unable to distinguish your own position, I am fed up with you."

With a cry of disgust, the Buddha-Swallowing Boy's aura suddenly changed, and his burning murderous intent turned into karmic fire, which rolled back and devoured the two people in front of him.

"Devil Flame Ashes!"

"Snow feathers flying rain!"

"Spread some ink!"

A clash of ultimate moves, one against two. Though without Zhu Yan, the Buddha-Swallowing Child was no less worthy of the Demon Realm's God of War. Facing Jianxue Wuming, who struggled to unleash his full power, and the scholar, whose foundation was limited, he crushed them with a single blow, securing the upper hand. The defeated retreated, vomiting blood. The demonic fire raged even more fiercely, threatening to engulf them both. In the nick of time, the mournful twang of a Buddhist bell suddenly echoed through the heavens and earth. The wind swept the remaining snow into a tornado, swirling a mysterious wind through the sea of ​​fire, forcibly carrying Tai Shousheng and Jianxue Wuming away from the battlefield.

The Buddha-Swallowing Boy frowned slightly, and with a strike of his sword, the breeze on his face was cut off. He looked at the empty space in front of him with a cold gaze.

"This familiar feeling, is it you, Yilian reincarnated? But it seems a little different."

The words disappeared into thin air and with the wind, no one responded. The Buddha-Swallowing Boy took a step forward, and the snow on his body evaporated in an instant.

"Forget it, Zhu Yan will let you keep it for a few more days. The mission comes first. The next target is Ding Chantian!"

(End of this chapter)