Headless Immortal

Chapter 94 Ambush
The bell jingled once.

A small, white hand covered the eyes of the sorceress, Aunt Zheng.

It is said that cats and dogs can see things that humans cannot. The black cat turned its head and saw a chubby white baby riding on the neck of the sorceress Zheng Gu in its golden eyes.

Master Chen formed a hand seal and pinched his nose: "Chonglong Yushen."

A myriad of scents flooded my nasal cavity.

"clairvoyance."

Master Jueming recited the eleven in total.

Cheng Yan's eyes gleamed; they were indeed all highly skilled. Thinking of this, he looked at the two senior brothers from the academy.

Yang Shen and Ma Ye drew a strange pattern in mid-air and said in unison, "Heaven and earth possess righteous energy, which manifests in various forms."

hum.

His eyes were covered with a bluish light.

Yang Shen and Ma Ye looked at the atmosphere of the town and found that there was indeed a trace of eerie atmosphere mixed in, but it did not seem strong overall.

"The bridge needs repairs and is not suitable for walking. If you don't mind, please take a small boat to cross the river."

The old boatman stepped back into the small boat and rowed slowly towards the group.

The old man's skin was an unusual black from years of sun exposure. When he came ashore, he took off his straw hat, revealing a thin face covered with wrinkles.

He first chased all the cormorants off the boat into the water to make room, then smiled and waved, saying, "Gentlemen, please board the boat."

Li Song clasped his hands in a gesture of thanks and said, "Thank you, boatman."

Qian Xiong narrowed his leopard-like eyes and whispered, "Be careful, everyone."

The group looked at each other and boarded the ship one after another.

The oars rocked, propelling the small boat toward the opposite bank.

The old boatman looked everyone over, his gaze settling on Qian Xiong. He suddenly said, "In this village, some are remnants of the previous dynasty, while others have finally found such a peaceful place to escape war and drought. There are no officials here, and no chaos of war."

"After you've toured the villages and towns and had a simple meal, you should hurry up and leave."

Li Song turned his gaze back to the boatman and said, "Old man, there is indeed a monster here. It killed someone in Meilan County and hid here. If you know anything, tell us quickly, and we will leave as soon as we get rid of the monster. We will never disrupt your peaceful life."

The old boatman asked, "What do you think, officer?"

Qian Xiong was less lazy than usual, and his expression was serious and composed.

Life in the rear was indeed more comfortable than on the front lines, which is why he retreated to Meilan and took over from Zhao Jia.

Years of experience had made him a seasoned veteran, and he quickly discerned the meaning in the old boatman's words.

He could easily lie and tell the old boatman that it was still a peaceful and prosperous era, but as a lowly constable in the Three Judicial Offices, he couldn't guarantee anything, and his promises were just empty words.

Qian Xiong could only explain the pros and cons: "Perhaps the monsters are still pretending to be good now because you are full of vigor. When your strength is insufficient, they will start to eat people, first young boys and girls, then the old, weak, women and children. We cannot let temporary comfort lead to endless harm."

The old boatman's withered arm, which was rowing the boat, paused slightly. His expression suddenly turned strange, and he asked, "Would you cripple your own martial arts?"

Li Song looked at the two students from the academy, wondering why the imperial court hadn't sent any eloquent or persuasive individuals.

Back when he was adventuring in Southeast Asia, the officials of those small foreign countries were all eloquent and persuasive. There was once a large village that was in the midst of an uprising. The officials first used the safety of the people to lure out the main culprit, and then wiped out the village.

Why are the constables in Meilan County so stupid?

Whatever the request, just agree to it without thinking. After all, it's your own decision, so what does it have to do with the imperial court?

When the village is wiped out and everyone is killed, who will know what you did? The imperial court will still have to publicize your deeds, and promotions and titles will be just around the corner.

They really don't know how to be flexible.

So he quickly picked up the conversation, wanting to say something nice, but the old boatman asked him casually, and he blurted out, "How could that be?"

He regretted it as soon as he said it.

"Yes, how could that be!"

The old boatman sneered and, with a 'plop,' leaped straight into the lake.

The unexpected turn of events surprised everyone, and tension ensued. With the boatman gone, how could people not panic?

As soon as the old boatman entered the water, a thick fog suddenly rose from the once calm lake surface.

"Be careful."

Qian Xiong activated the patterns on his armor, threw out a wind-stabilizing talisman, and quickly pressed down on the oar. However, the turbulent river gave him no chance to react.

A sharp whistle stirred the thick fog, and several shadows crashed against the small boat. In an instant, this tiny boat became a rootless duckweed, tossed and battered by the river.

The boat swayed wildly, spinning back and forth, as if a giant beast were using it as a winnowing basket to sift everyone down. "There's something underwater!"

A massive black shadow quickly approached the hull.

Snapped!
The small boat leaped high out of the lake and shattered into pieces in mid-air.

The people on the boat rushed out early. Cheng Yan was still young and his on-the-spot response was not as shrewd as theirs. The two senior brothers were unable to turn back in time to save people because they used the momentum to fly, and they were about to fall into the water.

The underwater shadows were indistinct in the fog, but they must have been extremely terrifying monsters, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to blast the small boat apart.

Just as my senior brother said, once I got to the battlefield, I forgot everything I had been taught and trained.

In this situation, even if he wanted to use his kung fu, he couldn't; at most, he could only throw himself a little further away.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yan struggled to twist his body.

despair.

A burly ape stretched out its arm, grabbed the brocade bag, and lifted him into the air.

Cheng Yan turned his head and looked.

With a red face and blue teeth, he was none other than the Lord of Wutong Mountain.

His heart, which was about to leap out of his throat, calmed down. He steadied his rapid breathing with breathing exercises and was about to say something when he suddenly glanced at something, then his pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in horror, "Uncle, you can fly?!"

Wu Tong Lu Xun shook his head and looked down at his feet. He did not fly up but stood on the water.

The underwater shadows were rapidly approaching.

The rough spear pierced the water and headed straight for Lu Xun.

Playing in the water!

Suddenly, a cylindrical platform formed by the water rose up around them, lifting Lu Xun, who was carrying Cheng Yan, and also engulfing the shrimp soldiers who had attacked.

The water platform suddenly collapsed.

Like riding a roller coaster, Lu Xun, carrying Cheng Yan, plummeted down and stomped his foot.

Bang!
The shrimp soldiers spat out blood and fell back into the water.

The white-haired and white-bodied Yu Rongshan Jun floated down onto the water, and a blood-red plum blossom bloomed at Lu Xun's feet.

The others also each displayed their unique abilities, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.

The Taoist priest stood on the bridge with his disciple Dongsheng.

Master Jueming crossed the river on a single reed, standing still on a broken plank. With a gentle sway, he was already not far from the shore. The sorceress Zheng Gu sat in a small basin and rowed towards the opposite table.

Li Song and Qian Xiong each held a large piece of ship wreckage, and Dong Sheng reached out and pulled them both up.

The swordsman turned around early, his face obscured by his bamboo hat, but his cold, star-like eyes seemed to be searching for something. His hands were trembling, and his joints made a slight sound from the excessive force. He was eerily pale.

Yang Shen and Ma Ye from the academy were standing on a bucket that was overturned on the water. They were the closest to Cheng Yan and had reached out to help him up, but unexpectedly, a big monster grabbed Cheng Yan and held him in its hand.

The two were astonished, and when they heard Cheng Yan calling for Uncle Cat, they kept quiet.

puff.

Poof.

Streams of water rose up, and monsters of various shapes leaped out.

The leader was dressed in a blue scholar's robe, with a pale face and his hair tied up, surrounded by demons who would devour anyone they chose.

A mysterious cloud of mist shrouded the river. The small bridge couldn't accommodate so many shrimp soldiers and crab generals; only the glint of their eyes could be vaguely seen, as if a disciplined army had blocked the river at this point.

The sturgeon is on the left, and the otter scout is on the right.

The crudely made iron swords and halberds stood in a solemn and imposing manner.

The water's edge was not a place to linger, so the group that had come to slay demons and monsters quickly and swiftly reached the shore.

……

As soon as they landed.

Then another proud roar was heard.

"Stop them!"

The villagers, who had been lying in ambush, blocked the way for everyone to enter the town.

(End of this chapter)