Quick Wear: When the Villain Holds the Strategy Script

The next day, Chi Jibai opened his eyes when he heard the noise coming from the village. He brushed off the dust on his clothes and walked out without any demeanor of a sword immortal.

Cangshui Village was in chaos, with countless villagers kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Mr. Envoy, the death of Taoist Yang has nothing to do with us. We don't know why he suddenly became hysterical and bit someone and died immediately."

Taoist Master Yang has gathered a group of people. Standing in the front is a handsome man with an immortal appearance, but he has a Tianji Palace mask on his face and stands with his hands behind his back.

The villagers loudly recounted what had happened yesterday. After a while, Taoist Yang's son raised his hand and the villagers shut up.

The envoy from Tianji Palace just took a quick glance at the body of Taoist Yang and stopped looking. Instead, he strode towards Jing Jinglong's house. A gust of wind blew, and the sturdy wooden door was opened. Jing Jinglong, who was hiding inside and peeking, felt his legs go weak and he knelt on the ground with a plop, begging for mercy.

"I don't know what happened. He bit me and died."

As he spoke, Jing Jinglong stretched out his arm. The blood-stained cloth wrapped around it had already become loose. If you looked closely, you could see a bare patch of flesh under the cloth, with traces of bites on it.

The envoy from Tianji Palace did not say anything, but just looked at the trembling Jing Jinglong. After a while, a short, dull laugh came out of his chest, and then he stretched out his hand to help Jing Jinglong up.

Jing Jinglong stood up tremblingly, with a look of doubt in his eyes. He didn't know what he wanted to do, and then he heard a hoarse voice coming from above his head -

"Uncle Jing, my father said that you usually take good care of him. What is this for?"

Jing Jinglong's father worked away from home all year round, and his mother fell into the river and died while walking at night. Now Jing Jinglong is just a farmer and doesn't know any big principles. Seeing that the messenger was not angry, he was not so nervous and immediately burst into tears of gratitude.

But he didn't notice that there was anything wrong with the messenger.

"Uncle Jing, would you like to accompany me to visit Tianji Hall?"

"Heavenly Palace? I, I, I, how can I go to Heavenly Palace? I am just a farmer."

The first thing Jing Jinglong thought of was to refuse, and he was extremely nervous. After all, where the gods were, how could he go?

Chi Jibai had already arrived by this time and hid behind the crowd. In his eyes, the person standing in front of Jing Jinglong was not some majestic messenger from heaven.

It's clearly a zombie covered in clothes!

The pair of withered hands were already on Jing Jinglong's body. Chi Jibai and Shen Yuzhi could both see that a steady stream of black air was flowing into Jing Jinglong's body through the messenger's fingertips, rapidly devouring his breath of life.

In the broken sword's memory of "Wait a minute", it came to an abrupt end when Jing Jinglong was found by the messenger. Does this prove that Jing Jinglong died after that?

Seeing that the messenger was not angry, the villagers on the side began to persuade Jing Jinglong.

"Jinglong, the envoy has good intentions and wants to take you to the Heavenly Palace. After all, everyone knows that you usually cook for Taoist Yang. This is to express his gratitude to you. Don't make it difficult for the envoy."

"The Heavenly Palace is a place that many people dream of. Jinglong, when you go there, you can tell us what it looks like when you come back, so that we can learn more about it."

"Yes, yes..."

But Jing Jinglong's face became paler and paler.

If the Heavenly Palace is really a good place, then why did Taoist Yang become crazy after going there twice and coming back?

What's more, as a neighbor, Jing Jinglong would inevitably come into contact with Taoist Yang, and would often hear Taoist Yang shouting something crazy. How could he dare to follow him to the Heavenly Palace?

He admitted that he usually took care of Taoist Yang, but he would not take him to the Heavenly Palace as a reward. He would rather not have this favor!

Last night, filled with guilt, Jing Jinglong sneaked into Yang Laodao's room again, but the things in the room were in a mess, and even burn marks could be seen.

The fine fabrics, food, and silver hidden in the house were not stolen, but it looked like the house had been robbed, and Jing Jinglong had no idea what was lost.

The people of Cangshui Village are simple and honest. Besides, they are particularly afraid that the death of Taoist Yang will bring harm to them, so they will not take advantage of Taoist Yang's death to rob them. Even if they want to steal things, they will not leave the silver, cloth and food.

So who was here?

Jing Jinglong couldn't help but think of Taoist Yang's son, whom he had only seen twice in more than ten years.

Could it be him?

Although he thought so, Jing Jinglong did not dare to say it out loud. Firstly, he was afraid of the messenger from Heaven in front of him, and secondly, the idea in his mind was deeply rooted. He would rather believe that Taoist Yang had been stimulated by other things and had gone crazy than believe that Heaven was a den of wolves and tigers.

But he was no match for the messenger in strength, and before he could even give in, he was taken away from the yard.

In Chi Jibai's eyes, Jing Jinglong's aura was being quickly contaminated and devoured. There was clearly no expression on the skull face of the Heavenly Palace messenger, but one could see an increasingly ferocious smile on its face.

Chi Jibai turned his wrist, and a small bronze mirror appeared on his cuff, engraved with exquisite and simple patterns. He placed the bronze mirror very close to Shen Yuzhi, and he felt a warm current wrapping his whole body, making him feel so comfortable that he wanted to fall asleep right away.

The envoy from Heaven who was about to leave suddenly stopped and turned to look fiercely in the direction of Chi Jibai. Amidst everyone's astonishment, the mask on his face fell off, revealing a face as twisted and distorted as an old tree. But now that face was also cracking, and pieces were falling off, rustling like fallen leaves in late autumn.

Under the illumination of the magic weapon, the messenger's clothes quickly rotted and became smelly, not much different from those monsters with human bodies and animal heads in the Heavenly Palace!

"It seems that this is also one of the sources."

Chi Jibai murmured softly, and amid the exclamations of the crowd, the messenger rushed towards Chi Jibai, no longer looking elegant and noble. He crawled on the ground with all fours, his hair flying in disarray, and many people fainted on the spot out of fright.

Seeing that the black energy on Jing Jinglong's body was about to spread to his whole body if it was not stopped, Chi Jibai took out the "Wait" sign, and it quickly flew to the top of his head, stopping the spread of the black energy.

Now that we have that side under control, we can free up our hands to deal with the monster in front of us.

Chi Jibai fought the entire Heavenly Palace single-handedly and was able to escape unscathed after killing dozens of gods, let alone this monster in front of him?

Before it attacked Chi Jibai, the condensed ice sword had already pierced through the monster's body. The ice sword shattered, and the monster fell to the ground.

Black gas overflowed, and Chi Jibai was about to take out the bottle to absorb the black gas, but unexpectedly, a black wind swept past, and the dead monster stood up again, and the wounds on its body healed quickly!

The pair of empty eyes without eyeballs stared at Chi Jibai, emphasizing every word.

"You can't kill me, you're the one who slipped through the net."