Uncle Jiu's Senior Brother

As the sun set, Lu Li felt a little hungry. For fear of being blocked in the past few days, Lu Li had not entered the village. He was worried that when he fought with others, he would implicate other people. His dry food was almost used up.

Lu Li plucked a stem of wild grass and held it in his mouth, feeling the slight bitter taste. He missed the cigarettes of his previous life. Looking at the sunset, walking on the forest path in the mountains, breathing the humid air, lighting up a cigarette and taking a couple of puffs, it was so wonderful.

After passing through the dense forest, Lu Li saw a small village in front of him.

I hurried to the village before the sun set. I learned from the villagers that the village was called Baoping Village. There were about a hundred households, all with the surname Li.

The villagers follow the rule of going to bed at sunset, so they were a little surprised to see Lu Li, an outsider, at this time. But when they learned that he was passing by and wanted to stay for a night and buy some dry food, they welcomed him warmly.

It can be seen that the people here are still very simple and honest.

"Young man, we don't have anything good here. These mixed flour cakes are all we have at home."

The old man who entertained Lu Li brought out an old bowl with five or six red and yellow cakes in it.

"Master, don't mind. I'm a wandering Maoshan Taoist priest. I just need something to eat."

Lu Li picked up a piece, took a bite and chewed it slowly. It tasted a bit sour and hard, with the flavor of sweet potato flour mixed with some cornmeal and beans. It was good to have anything to eat in this era.

After finishing one quickly, Lu Li picked up another one.

Seeing that Lu Li liked to eat it, the old man smiled and the wrinkles on his face became even tighter. He picked up his pipe and took a puff. This child is fair and clean, and can endure hardships.

"Uncle, why didn't I see any young people when I entered the village?" Lu Li broke the biscuit and ate it in small bites. After solving his stomach problem, his curiosity came back.

The old man knocked his pipe twice on the corner of the table and looked worried.

"Ah. Are all the young men gone to the barnyard?"

"Grain field, are you still going to dry grain at this time?" It's just the beginning of summer.

"I went to look after the livestock. I don't know what happened these days. The poultry in the village were bitten to death by something at night. The village chief asked everyone to gather the cattle and sheep in the grain field and arranged for young people to guard the surrounding area to see what it was."

There is such a thing? It can't be a weasel.

"Do you have any dead livestock at home? Can you show it to me?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, as if he remembered Lu Li's identity, and stood up and left the house. After a while, he came back carrying a chicken.

Lu Li reached out to take the dead chicken and looked at it carefully. He was shocked to find two rows of wounds on the neck.

This is not caused by an animal bite, but by human teeth. This shape can only be formed by a human biting it.

I glanced at the old man, and he turned his head away with an unpleasant expression.

People of this generation don't play with mobile phones and don't have many entertainment activities. You can say that they are dull, receive little information, and don't go to school, but they are definitely not stupid. The old man's life experience naturally allowed him to see that there was something wrong with the wound.

That's why the village chief organized a hunting operation, just to see who did it.

If they don’t come, just wait and see. If they come, catch them on the spot.

Lu Li felt that it was not that simple. It was such a coincidence that he encountered this kind of thing as soon as he arrived at the village. It was as if it had been waiting for him here in advance, or it was just for him.

"Uncle, I'll go take a look too."

The old man pondered for a moment and thought that Lu Li might be able to help, so he took Lu Li to the grain field.

The threshing ground is in the center of the village. It is a large open space that is now separated by a wooden fence. It is full of livestock raised by the villagers, including cattle and sheep. Lanterns are hung on the four corners, and the dim light can barely illuminate a small area.

The old man introduced Lu Li to the village chief who was guarding nearby. When the village chief heard that Lu Li was a Taoist priest from Mount Mao who had traveled here, he became enthusiastic and began to complain that it turned out that there was really no other way to gather the livestock together.

At first, only a few poultry died on the first day. The village chief even took people to the villagers' homes to stake out, but it was useless. On the second day, more poultry died in the village, and several large livestock also died. This was too much.

That's why this happened. They don't expect to catch anyone, but just hope that no more livestock will die. To the villagers, these livestock are their lives.

At this time, the village chief asked the twenty or so young men to disperse around, and he took two people and Lu Li to guard the entrance of the fence.

There was no wind tonight, and because there were so many livestock, all the mosquitoes in the village might have gathered here. Soon the village chief and the two young men were sweating profusely and scratching their bodies.

Lu Li had already used his magic power to isolate the mosquitoes, so except for the hot spots, he was not bothered by mosquitoes.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye it was late at night. In the moonlight, Lu Li saw the village chief's face full of red envelopes, and he was rubbing them hard with his hands. Lu Li opened his Dharma Eyes.

A breeze blew over, carrying with it the smell of animal feces.

No! Lu Li was shocked. There was a smell of blood in the wind. He quickly woke up the sleepy village chief.

"Village chief, there is a smell of blood on the wind."

"What? Open the fence." The village chief asked people to open the fence and lit torches to alert the villagers around him.

The threshing ground became lively at this time and torches began to light up.

Lu Li jumped in the moment the fence was opened. The livestock inside were startled and became restless, but the sheep in the middle remained lying there.

Lu Li could tell at a glance that the sheep's breathing had stopped and he began to look around with a wary expression.

The villagers also came in noisily, and one villager even turned over the sheep.

"Do not move!"

Unfortunately, Lu Li’s reminder was too late, and the villagers simply turned the sheep over.

"Swish!" A black light climbed up the villager's neck and blood splashed out.

The villagers screamed while holding the thing, and the people around them retreated far away in fear. Lu Li casually threw out an exorcism talisman and stuck it on the thing.

A puff of green smoke rose up, and the thing flew up and sank into the herd of livestock. The villager who was bitten was seen again, with blood flowing from his neck and blood foam coming out of his mouth. He struggled twice and then died.

Lu Li went over and closed his eyes.

He then took out the Lightning Sword, his whole body emitting murderous aura. He asked the village chief to carry the body out and told the surrounding villagers to stand far away with torches.

The village chief was eager to get out as what happened tonight was really too scary.

Lu Li picked up a fire talisman and threw it into the sky. The animals were startled by the fire and started running around again.

One of the cows was obviously moving much slower. Lu Li took a step forward, his left hand flashed with lightning and grabbed one side of the cow.

The ball of black light knew it was exposed and wanted to hide among the livestock like it did before, but Lu Li did not give it this opportunity.

The lightning in his left hand turned into an electric whip and swung at him.

"Crack! Ah!"

Wu Guang was hit by the electric whip and fell to the ground with a scream.

Is it a person? The night was a little dark, the thing was moving very fast and the surroundings were chaotic, Lu Li had no chance to see what the black light was, and only then did he realize that it was indeed a person or a head, and the black light was the color of his hair.

"Headfall?"

"Hehe! The Five-Strike Lightning Fist is truly amazing." The human head slowly floated up again, flying back and forth around Lu Li from a distance, preventing Lu Li from locking onto it.

Lu Li secretly thought about how to crack it, but he said, "You are waiting for me here, right?"

The hair spread out, and the head magician finally revealed his face. It was an old man with a smooth face and bright red blood on his lips and chin. He opened his mouth and replied, "Yes, I'm waiting for you. Do you remember that you killed a magician? His name is Zahara and he is my apprentice."