This Liao Zhai is not right

He immediately took out cinnabar mixed with golden powder from his bosom, pointed at the air, stepped on the Yu step, muttered something, bent the ring finger and little finger of his right hand, stretched out the index finger and middle finger together, raised the sword finger, and drew talismans in front of Su Su.

The movements are continuous and done in one go.

When the talisman was completed, a golden light burst out and disappeared into the body of the strong man other than Su Su's real body.

He stretched out his hand and clenched it, his fist as big as a clay pot had a hint of golden red.

Walking quickly forward, Su Su could see from a distance the White Lotus sect members who were misleading the refugees and creating unrest.

"Trying to stir up unrest with empty words is indeed a trick used by the White Lotus demon. It is the same in Guobei County and in Yangzhou."

He picked up a stone on the ground and smashed it with his hand.

A huge rock flew through the air and fell heavily towards the White Lotus Demon who was shouting and killing among the refugees.

When the White Lotus Demon saw the fist-sized stones falling from the air, he no longer cared about shouting loudly, stirring up the anger of the surrounding refugees. He stepped back repeatedly and turned sideways to try to avoid the incoming stones.

However, he did not expect that this fist-sized stone seemed to have eyes. It changed direction as he stepped sideways and hit him hard in the lower ribs.

For a moment, his bones were broken, his muscles were broken, blood was vomiting from his mouth, and he was screaming in agony.

"Retreat quickly. There are imperial henchmen lying in ambush nearby, waiting to see us fall into their trap."

Several White Lotus sect members who were hiding among the refugees scattered and ran away, pretending to escape.

At this moment, the refugees who had been instigated and started to clash with the porridge-dispatching officials finally realized that there was a demon who had mixed into the crowd and was causing trouble.

"Damn it, it's the evildoer spreading rumors again."

"Quick, quick, quick, catch these monsters, even if it means beating them to death."

Before the refugees could take action, several members of the White Lotus Sect who had scattered and run away had already fled far away.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he escaped and ran away, which was completely in line with Su Su's stereotype of the White Lotus demon causing trouble.

"Can you escape?"

They picked up stones on the ground and threw them out one after another. The sound of heavy objects breaking through the air could be heard frequently, accompanied by constant wailing and screaming. The White Lotus members who were fleeing in all directions were all seriously injured and fell to the ground, spitting blood.

In one fell swoop, all the White Lotus sect members who were mixed in with the refugees were wiped out.

Su Su stopped what he was doing and turned his gaze to Taoist Shan: "Master, do you think I am worthy of your attention?"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Taoist Shan called out three good words in a row before saying, "I have found the right person. With your help, the leader of the White Lotus Demon will surely surrender."

With quick steps, Taoist Shan passed through the refugees at an extremely fast speed.

When he stood firm again, he had brought back all the White Lotus sect members who were seriously injured by the stones thrown by Su Fu to the porridge shed, and ordered a group of porridge runners to keep them under strict supervision.

Su Su was looking at his strong body, with fists that were faintly golden and red. The color seemed to emerge from under the skin, containing a strong and righteous spirit.

No magic power was mobilized.

After throwing a punch, the blood in his body became boiling hot, and the blazing Yang energy flourished to an exaggerated degree. The whole body of the strong man was emitting rolling heat waves all the time.

Ordinary ghosts and monsters would suffer terribly if they got within a certain range of the strong man's body, let alone getting close to him, as they would be burned by the boiling blood and the blazing yang energy.

If you are beaten by a strong man, you will end up with your soul torn apart.

This Taoist priest has something special!

"This matter is over. Young man, take your little sister and follow me quickly to cut off the head of the White Lotus Monster leader among thousands of soldiers and horses. It will be a great pleasure."

Su Fu directly carried the extremely weak Heng'e on his back and followed the Taoist priest Shan's quick walk. He was a little speechless: "It's obvious that you want me to take action, why are you acting like you want to rush into the army and kill the protector Zhao?"

Chapter 61 Siege

The sun was at noon and the sky was cloudless.

Su Su carried Chang'e on his back and followed Taoist Shan closely. When they passed by a restaurant built along the river, Taoist Shan sat down directly on a pavilion for viewing the view by the river and stretched out his hand to scoop into the restaurant in the distance.

A pot of fine wine immediately slipped out from his sleeve.

After smacking his lips and drinking from the pot, he reached into his sleeve, pulled out a dish of fragrant braised meat and placed it on the stone table.

After arranging the dishes, he reached into his sleeves and took out more than a dozen dishes that had just come out of the pot, including chicken, duck, fish, meat, and so on, which was extremely sumptuous.

Seeing Su Su approaching with Chang'e on his back, Taoist Shan called out, "The food is ready, why don't you come and enjoy it, young man?"

Having just eaten a whole bowl of wontons before going out, she now had no appetite at all.

To prevent the Taoist priest from noticing anything.

Su Fu stood outside the pavilion, looking impatient, and said, "Why waste time here? I will go get the head of the White Lotus Monster and come back to enjoy it."

"Good young man, you actually have such a character. I will obey you."

Taoist Shan stood up in the pavilion, walked to the edge of the pavilion in three or two steps, and casually took out a brush as thick as a child's arm from his sleeve. Without dipping it in ink, he began to paint on the floor of the pavilion.

Yangzhou's towering city walls, the moats extending along the walls, and the densely packed houses, shops, docks, and other facilities built outside the city took shape one after another.

Then, outside the city of Yangzhou, a scene is sketched of old and young, women and children, shoulder to shoulder, pulling oxen and carts, carrying food and rice in bags, rushing to the destination, as if they were going to the city on a market day.

These old and young, women and children were dressed in rags, holding farm tools such as dung forks, rakes, hoes and sickles, which were covered with filth. On their chests was the word "Zhong" written in scarlet blood, which almost took up the entire front of their bodies.

Then, Taoist Shan painted a wooden house from the inside out a few feet away from the refugees who were attacking the city as if they were going to the market. Outside the door was a bluestone road and shady trees. It was lifelike and made people feel as if they were there.

He put away the brush and pushed the door of the wooden house with his hand. The things that were supposed to be in the painting were pushed open by Taoist Shan.

Taking a step forward and entering the door, Taoist Shan turned around and waved to Su Fu, saying, "Follow me."

Su Su was amazed at the magic performed by Taoist Shan. He stepped forward quickly and jumped into the wooden door that Taoist Shan pushed open.

Just like using earth escape to travel, all kinds of things passed by quickly before my eyes.

When he came to his senses, Su Fu was already standing in front of the door of the real wooden house with Chang'e on his back. He looked around and found that the wooden house was exactly the same as the one depicted in Taoist Shan's painting.

Through the door of the wooden house, you can also see the viewing pavilion on the other side filled with dishes.

"The White Lotus demon has led his followers to form an army formation outside the forest. The central army tent is where the demon leader hides. Just keep moving forward. If anyone comes to stop you, just knock him down. As long as you get within a hundred steps of him, the severely injured ghost of the demon leader will be burned out by the vigorous blood and energy in your body, which is like the blazing yang energy under the scorching sun. He will be unable to resist. At that time, you can deal with him as easily as killing a chicken or a dog."

Taoist Shan pointed to the tree-lined forest outside and looked up, where he could see towering city walls surrounded by a moat, just like in a painting.

Su Su was very familiar with the scene before her. This was the north of Yangzhou City, where she and Chang'e had entered Yangzhou City a few days ago.

"That's easy. I see that the White Lotus demon outside seems to have been driving his followers to attack the city. He never expected that someone would break into the central army tent and kill him."

Under the guidance of Taoist Shan, Su Su carried Chang'e on his back and walked straight out of the forest.

The city of Yangzhou is about three miles wide from east to west and more than four miles long from north to south. There are only more than 2,000 believers controlled by the White Lotus demon. They hold various farm tools and axes smeared with filth and stand motionless like zombies, forming a military formation and barely half-surrounding the doorway below the city wall.

The White Lotus Demon who commanded his followers would split bamboo strips, cut white paper, and stick them together with glue outside the moat to piece together a kite that was big enough for two people.

Then he sent it under the crotch of the believer who was standing still, and patted the kite's neck.

The kite, which was supposed to be a dead object, slowly spread its wings and flew into the sky like a wild goose, sending the believers driven by the White Lotus Demon onto the city wall.

At this moment, there was a bloody battle on the city wall. The believers controlled by the White Lotus Demon were few in number and at a disadvantage, but they were not afraid of pain and were unafraid of death. They actually withstood the attacks of the soldiers defending the city and occupied a large area on the city wall.

As more and more believers were driven in by kites, the soldiers defending the city gradually became exhausted and retreated further and further, and were about to lose the tower on the northern wall of Yangzhou.

"It turns out that he has an air force that can break through the city defenses. No wonder he dares to use sorcery to drive more than 2,000 followers to attack Yangzhou City, which has a population of 400,000 people alone." Su Su thought to himself.

But the good times did not last long, just when the believers driven by the White Lotus Demon were about to capture the tower on the city wall.

But suddenly, a water dragon was seen being transported to the top of the city wall, and the valve was gushing out. According to Su Fu's instructions, water was collected, mixed with black dog blood, gold juice, women's ginseng and other filthy things that had the effect of breaking the law, and sprinkled into the air.

The evil spell on the believers who were about to occupy the tower was broken in an instant. Even the kite flying in the sky was unable to dodge and was splashed by the filth scattered in the air. It instantly turned back into a dead object and fell down with the believers riding on it, and was smashed to pieces.

The soldiers defending the city immediately counterattacked and recaptured the lost territory.

This happened repeatedly, with corpses piled on the city walls and blood flowing like a river, vividly demonstrating the cruelty of war.

"Half of the bones have been carried away by the river, while the yellow clouds still hang low over the county town."

Taoist Shan sighed deeply: "When the war breaks out, I don't know how many people will die. The people are innocent. Now it is Yangzhou, and I don't know where it will be in the future. Now the chaos is coming, it is absolutely beyond human power to stop. I can stop it for a while, but how can I stop it forever?"

"When you are in a position, do your job. Whether this chaotic world comes or not is not determined by one's own will."

Before Taoist Shan could finish his words, Su Su had already put down Chang'e, who he was carrying on his back, and walked straight to the central military tent where Zhao Hufa, the leader of the White Lotus demons, was hiding outside the north gate of Yangzhou City.

As the strong man circulated his Yang Shen power, his body became more solid.

Su Su walked forward slowly. The golden and red colors that were originally confined to his fists spread to his entire body. The boiling blood burst out with astonishing heat, burning the water vapor in the air and steaming out wisps of white mist. The blazing yang energy was like a sun rising behind Su Su, emitting golden light.

When he reached the front of the central military camp, the whole body of the strong man seemed to be stepping on clouds, and the halo of strong yang energy behind him was shining brightly, like an immortal god descending to the earth.

Seeing Su Su appear, the believers in the camp who were controlled by the White Lotus Demon immediately came forward with sharp blades in hand to stop them. However, before they got within a hundred meters of Su Su, the evil magic that controlled him was broken, and he fell headlong without any ability to resist.

Keep going.

As Su Fu got closer and closer to the central army tent, those believers who were controlled by the evil magic of the White Lotus demon formed an array in the camp and surrounded the north gate of Yangzhou. They fell down in groups and were unable to move at all.

This scene made Taoist Shan, who was still deeply in emotion, dumbfounded. His eyes were full of expressions as if he had seen a ghost. He said in a lost voice: "This, this, this... This young man is actually a Taoist who has cultivated into a Yang God. Am I dreaming?"

Chapter 62 Confrontation

Just as Taoist Shan had said before, when Su Su walked into the camp, all the evil spirits were suppressed on the spot.

Anyone who dares to show his head will be instantly destroyed by the boiling blood and blazing yang energy fueled by the Yang God's magical power. Although the cultivator's Yin God will not be directly destroyed, it will be difficult for him to show his magical power.

Not to mention leaving the body, even the sorcery that he used to perform easily became difficult to perform.

This is the fatal flaw of evil ghosts and those who practice ghostly tricks. Even if one becomes a ghost immortal, he will not belong to the cycle of reincarnation. He can rule a region in the underworld, with a group of demons and monsters under his command, becoming a serious threat to King Yama.

But it is still a ghost that dies when exposed to light.

Essentially not much has changed.

The curtain of the central army tent was lifted, and a foul and sinister aura swept in. An evil ghost could be seen roaring inside, trying to bite Su Su.

The purpose was not to threaten her, but to block her for a moment to buy a chance to escape.

"Did Zhang Yuewu beat you into a pulp last night, you demon? Seeing me coming to your door, you still dare to use evil magic?"

With a loud shout, there was a faint vibration of wind and thunder, and the blazing yang energy directly disintegrated the foul and foul yin energy that swept in from the central army tent. The evil spirits that were roaring and biting in it suddenly melted away like ice and snow and ceased to exist.

"Bang!"

Su Su looked at the scattered stinking evil spirit and slowly swung his fist, which was as big as a clay pot.

"Get out of here!"

With one punch, the already strong yang energy exploded, bringing up a gust of scorching hot wind, which slammed down heavily on the central army tent which was filled with yin energy.

In an instant, the negative energy overflowing from the entire central army tent was almost ignited by the boiling blood, blowing the entire tent dozens of feet away.

Zhao Hufa, who was nearly forty years old, had a mustache on his upper lip, pointed eyebrows, and a bloody left arm that hung limply with a look of horror on his face.

In an environment where the Yin Spirit cannot leave the body, all struggles of Zhao Hufa, the leader of the White Lotus Demons hiding in the big tent, are in vain, and he can only wait to be killed.

There is great terror between life and death. No one wants to miss out if there is a glimmer of hope.

Protector Zhao escaped from the blown-up central army tent, staring at the sturdy body of the man who was about to walk up to him. His whole body was burned by the scorching yang energy and he was in great pain. He had no room to use his evil magic.

As Su Fu continued to move forward, a hint of despair flashed across his eyes, and then he revealed a sinister look and shouted hoarsely: "I am willing to sacrifice two thousand souls, Lord Black Mountain, please save me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a ghost king statue, which was completely black, only the size of a palm, with a ferocious face and fangs in its mouth, tore off the clothes in front of Zhao Protector and flew out of his body, lifted up by the dense ghost energy.

This is the rhythm of trying to make someone move when you see you can't win.

Hearing this, Su Su just wanted to laugh. He strode forward and punched the retreating Zhao Protector again, knocking him to the ground. "Have you asked me before that? How dare you talk nonsense here!"

Even if one's cultivation reaches the level of refining the spirit and returning to the void, and the Yin spirit is fully developed, with inner magical powers and all kinds of means far beyond the ordinary, one still cannot escape the mortal body and survive alone in the world.

Being beaten hurts, being killed means death.

Su Su suddenly knocked him to the ground with a punch. Protector Zhao's spirit was shaking, his mind was confused and he felt dizzy.

But he still screamed unconsciously: "Heishan Jun, save me! Heishan Jun, save me!"

"Oh!"

Fists as big as clay pots fell like raindrops. For a moment, Protector Zhao felt only a buzzing in his forehead and crackling of muscles and bones. Strands of boiling yang energy penetrated into his body and burned his yin spirit. The unconscious screams from his mouth were beaten away by the heavy punches, leaving only extremely painful wails for mercy.

Seeing that the time was almost ripe, a half-black and half-white soul-beating ruler appeared in Su Su's hand.

"you you......"

The dense punches stopped temporarily, and the outline of the Soul-Slaying Ruler appeared in his dizzy vision. Protector Zhao was suddenly startled and instinctively tried to restrain his Yin Spirit for fear of being taken away by the Soul-Slaying Ruler.

"What are you?"