Chapter 70 White Clothes Cold Sword

In the shrine, a woman named Qingling chatted with Granny Geluo, while Roland Hill took Caiwei to the yard beside her.

"This is where Sister Jialan lives?" Cai Wei walked around in a strange way, looking at the things in the yard.

"Actually, it's nothing special." Roland Hill greeted Cai Wei to sit down, and then took out a wooden box from the room, which contained a lot of roasted pine nuts. After opening it, a burst of fragrance overflowed.

"Eat some, it may be rare here." Roland Hill put it in front of Cai Wei.

"Thank you." Cai Wei replied happily.

Tweet -

Just when Caiwei picked up the pine nuts and prepared to peel them off, the bird with light yellow feathers flew down from the wooden frame and landed on the table, and then tapped the box with her beak, as if she was looking at the girl. signal.

"Do you want me to peel it for you to eat?" Caiwei asked guessingly looking at the bird that was squatting on the table slightly taller than herself.

"Tweet-" (You know it well)

Dai Ju's approving tweet, and was about to signal to tweet again, a hand stretched out from behind it, penetrated into the fluffy feathers, and directly strangled the neck of that fate.

"啾-goo." Seeing that the little guy was still trying to struggle, Roland Hill knocked on the head again, took it off the table and put it on his lap.

"You can eat it by yourself, don't worry about this guy." Loren Hill squeezed Dai Ju's beak with a smile and said to Caiwei.

"Okay, Sister Jialan." Caiwei lowered her head, restrained from looking at the cute fat bird, and ate the pine nuts silently.

At noon, Caiwei's mother Qingling and Granny Geluo finished reminiscing at the shrine. The two went to the backyard together and started making dumplings, which was a small celebration.

After that, he called Roland Hill and Cai Wei again, and by the way, they brought two birds to eat together.

During the period, it was very happy, and Roland Hill also saw a rare smile on the face of Granny Gloria.

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Evening mountains border.

In the wilderness, a group of corpses turned into evil spirits are running.

whirring whirring—

These evil spirits, like humanoids without skins, with blood-red muscles all over their bodies, ran in the wilderness, with bloodthirsty and crazy colors flashing in their pupils.

There are about a hundred of them, landing on all fours, chasing the three high-speed carriages in front of them, and constantly exhaling bursts of hot air, which is very terrifying.

"Uncle Qi, what should we do? They are catching up." On the carriage, a young man in his 20s looked anxiously at the evil ghost who was about to touch the strings.

"Throw the things on the car, how long can it be dragged." The man driving in front answered calmly, while the long whip in his hand fell on the horse anxiously, hoping that it could run faster.

The rapidly turning wheels are constantly bumping on the gravel and soil road, and even the body is constantly shaking. After a long time, it will naturally damage the body, and it will fall apart at some point.

But at this time, the two of them couldn't care so much anymore, it would be good to save their lives at this moment.

The young man glanced at the goods on the car, and his eyes were extremely painful, but he had to pick up one of the bags and smashed it heavily to the back, blocking the nearest evil ghost for the time being.

But after the evil spirit was blocked, several other evil spirits next to him rushed up like bloodthirsty hyenas. The fast-moving flesh and blood were crowded together, swarming and dense. The legs swayed rapidly, forming an afterimage, while the part of the body rested its head on its back, with its bloody mouth open. The stench and blood-red mouth was filled with long fangs.

Seeing that these ferocious demons were approaching again, the young man in the car threw up the goods again, and the heavy sacks rolled from the car one by one, forming a temporary obstacle and suspending the attack of these evil spirits.

But the latter wolf stopped and the former wolf came again. After a long time, all the goods on the carriage were thrown away, and these evil spirits were still chasing.

The three carriages in the wilderness originally belonged to a small merchant team. They followed the path of the past to the Youji clan, bought and sold some goods, and made some difference. They didn't want to encounter such a large group of demon-like existences on their way back today.

The wheels turned faster and faster, and the wooden pegs in them began to loosen under the high-speed vibration, and after losing the cargo ballast, the carriages were also a little erratic in their running.

Finally, at a certain turn, the wheel of a carriage in front ran over a gravel, jumped high, and then fell to the ground. The horse pulling the cart in front was also forcibly pulled away and fell over on the rubble ground, with long bloodstains drawn on its body.

Seeing that the carriage in front of them overturned, the two carriages in the back also quickly turned around, avoiding them and continuing to run forward.

"Help me!" A few people climbed out of the sideways carriage, and when they saw the two carriages away, they shouted desperately, and then they were overwhelmed by the bloodthirsty demon.

Looking at the bloody scene behind, the young man in the car couldn't bear it, but at the moment there was nothing he could do. He could only turn around and pray that he could go back safely this time.

After the sacrifice of a carriage, the evil spirits behind him finally moved away for a long distance, and the people on the two carriages finally relieved their sighs.

"Although we were lucky to save our lives this time, when we go back, we will also erect monuments for Uncle Huang and take care of their families." The man driving the car said to the young man behind him. And Uncle Huang was the one who had the carriage rolled over just now.

"I understand, Seventh Uncle." The young man replied in a deep voice.

"It's good to understand. It's not easy to go out. This time we are lucky. If the next time it's us, then we will rely on other businessmen to take care of them."

The two continue

While talking, the seventh uncle seemed to be teaching the young man the rules and traditions in the caravan. And just as the two gradually relaxed their vigilance, the group of evil ghosts appeared on the road behind, rushing along the smell and traces left by the carriage.

"How is that possible?" At this time, even the seventh uncle changed color. He hurriedly pushed the carriage again, speeding up and rushing forward.

There was another chase in the wilderness, and this time, as they ran, the faces of the people in the car became worse and worse, and their expressions became more and more desperate.

The horses that are used for trading and pulling carts are not really good horses. Running at such a high speed for such a long time has already reached the limit. Mo Ma'er gradually slowed down. They really tried their best.

Seeing this, the seventh uncle also had a sad expression on his face, no longer waving his whip.

"Good nephew, take out the knife, we are here today." There was a bit of disappointment in his voice, and he sat on the seat where he usually drove the horse.

"Uncle..." The guy looked at the desperate seventh uncle in front of him and wanted to say something, but in the end he was only dazed and puzzled.

However, just when the people on the two carriages fell into despair, several standing figures suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

"White knife!" The young man suddenly shouted.

"What?" Seventh Uncle in front also woke up, and then saw the group of people in white clothes with long knives on their belts.

This group of people has pale skin, blue pupils, black hair and cold faces. They are the patrol team on the border that specializes in killing ghostly monsters.

Seeing a large group of evil spirits approaching from behind the carriage, the small team of seven immediately woke up and put their hands on the hilt of the sword beside them. After the carriage rushed past, they immediately shifted a few steps and blocked in the middle of the road.

In the face of these white-clothed men blocking the road, the running evil spirits swarmed up with a stench, and swooped at them, their long fangs exuding a cold, addictive light.

It's too late, but it's fast, just when these evil ghosts rushed, the sharp cold knives were pulled out of their sheaths, and they waved and slashed. The demon was cut into pieces of flesh and blood, and sprinkled from the air.

Thin strips of white cloth were wrapped around the handle of the knife to prevent slippery hands, and the blood on the sharp long knife rolled down and dripped on the edge of the road.

But this group of evil spirits still kept going, swarming forward one after another, trying to bite and devour these living creatures. It is more appropriate to describe this group of evil spirits as crazy and irrational rather than fearless to death.

In this way, the glamorous crescent moons flashed across the wilderness, and these half-human, half-duck patrols in white attire fought each other with these evil ghosts.

At dusk, under the moonless gloomy sky, blood flowers splashed with long knives, gradually dyeing the white clothes red, until there were no more evil spirits breathing in the wilderness.