Chapter 309 It’s Going to Be Bad (16)

In a village at the foot of the mountain, a farmer was about to return from his farmland when a stone flew out of the field and hit his knee.

The farmer fell to the ground. Before he understood what happened, another stone was hit in his other leg, and he couldn't get up immediately.

Yao Guang, who was throwing pebbles, walked out of the field, looked at the farmer who fell to the ground and sneered, then picked up the farmer's farm tools, gave him a hard slap in the stomach, and then hit other places hard.

Yaoguang did everything that the other party had done to him and asked for the interest back. Yaoguang stepped on the farmer's face and crushed it a few times. After confirming that the other party remembered him, he smiled contemptuously and then turned around and left.

On the same day, another farmer was attacked by a sneak attack and his knees were shattered by two stones. He was then severely beaten with a wooden stick. He was found with only half a life.

In the evening, the three vicious dogs in a peasant woman's home were all shot to death between their eyebrows, and their bodies were hung at the door.

Late at night, all the windows of the village chief's house were broken. When the village chief went out to investigate, his knee was smashed. The iron pot at home was smashed. All the bacon left over from the winter was eaten, and all the rice and noodles that could not be taken away were poured in. A cesspool with nothing left.

The angry village chief woke up the next day and organized people to strengthen vigilance. However, Yao Guang had already predicted the other party's behavior and did not go out the next day. Instead, he took the food he had collected and had a feast with Catwoman. They set out in the evening and continued to wreak havoc in the village.

Yaoguang's vengeful side was fully revealed. Everyone who had attacked her at that time was on her revenge list. Whenever she had time, she would go over and give them retribution.

Seeing Yao Guang's actions, the audience in the live broadcast room felt chills down their spines.

[The Holy King is so cruel...]

[Now there is no Ten Thousand Souls Banner to use stones to retaliate. If there were, none of these villagers would be able to escape. 】

[No wonder you practice throwing stones every day, just for today? Holy King, you are so powerful. 】

[From today on, I have decided to be loyal to the Holy King and will never let his little notebook record my name. 】

Under Yaoguang's unremitting revenge, the people in the village couldn't bear it at first.

Yaoguang did not hide the reason for his revenge, which made everyone in the village know why Yaoguang came.

Although they don't know why Yaoguang was resurrected, the current situation is that because of Yaoguang's existence, they no longer dare to go out alone.

Villagers who are left alone will definitely be retaliated against, and the pervasive stones will smash their knees accurately, leaving them with no way to escape.

Even if you use wood to protect your knees, almost all the people in the village are farmers. It is almost impossible to farm while wearing wood, and it will still lead to death over time.

After discovering that Yao Guang's presence had disrupted their order, the village chief smoked his pipe all night and then said to the others: "Ask the monks for help."

Others agreed with the village chief's proposal, and the next day they raised money to invite monks from nearby sects.

The monk had a sinister look on his face. After meeting the village chief, he first learned about the situation. Knowing that a foreigner was causing trouble, he pinched his sparse beard and said in embarrassment: "The foreigner is also a human being, and you kill people first. It’s hard for me to handle this.”

"Let's add more money," said the village chief, who was sitting on the bed and rubbing his knees.

"It's not a question of money, but a question of principle. Our Yixiang Sect will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, and neither will foreigners."

"We'll add money."

"They say it's not about money anymore."

Finding that the village chief was not fooled, the rat-eyed monk could only sigh and said calmly: "Are you sure it is really a stranger and not some monster that is causing trouble? Think again."

The village chief suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly: "What the Taoist said is that it is actually a monster causing trouble. The monster looks just like a human, so we made a mistake."

"That's right. Don't make a mistake next time. By the way, I heard that you guys have prepared food. I'll eat it first. When I'm full, I'll send the monster on his way."

"That's natural, please come this way."

After the instruction, the Taoist Master had a delicious meal, flirted with the widow in the village, and then entered the room arranged by the village chief and fell asleep.

But in the middle of the night, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and a stone was shot towards the Taoist priest on the bed, but as soon as he got close, it shattered into powder.

The rat-eyed monk, who was drunk during the day, climbed out of bed nimbly, exposed two rows of white teeth in the dark, and said with a sinister smile: "Here he comes."

He climbed over the window and jumped into the courtyard, and then heard the sound of breaking through the air again, pointing directly at his right hand.

Without evasion, his muscles tensed up, and the stones that touched him were immediately shattered by the protective energy and turned into dust and fell.

The setting of "Kyushu" is strictly based on reality. Although the rat-eyed monk is only at the third level of Qi refining, the magic power in his body can already be condensed into Gang Qi, and ordinary stones cannot damage him at all.

After patting away the mud spots on his body, he smiled even more freely: "Good boy, you have some skills. This accuracy is extraordinary. But it's still not good enough in front of the Taoist Master."

In the distance, the rustle of falling grass sounded. The monk who heard the movement immediately drew his sword and rushed forward to the corresponding position.

Three more stones flew out, but they were torn apart by the Gang Qi as soon as they met, without any damage at all.

The rat-eyed monk already has a sufficient understanding of the opponent's strength, knowing that the opponent's strength can invade a village, but after all, he is not a cultivator, so he is still not enough to face a cultivator.

Capturing the other person's position, he kept moving forward, and gradually he could hear the other person's breathing and the squeezing heartbeat.

Although there were stones hitting him all the way, he didn't care at all. He rushed forward against the stones and finally saw the people who harassed the village by the river.

But after seeing the other party, the rat-eyed monk found that the other party was not the same as the village chief's description.

The other party didn't look complete. He only had one leg and one arm. The amber eyes shone in the dark, bringing a charming feeling.

"It's just a cat... You can run so fast with one leg? It's incredible."

Although a little curious, the monk still drew out the magic sword and said with a smile: "Forget it, let it be a cat. Killing it is also a merit. I can get some contributions when I go back and exchange some magic."

Just when he was about to step forward, he felt dizzy and then knelt down involuntarily.

He felt that his hands and feet were like dough that had been soaked in water. He couldn't release any strength in his body and couldn't move at all.

"Poison? When?"

Immediately reached into his pocket, he wanted to take out the detoxification pill and took it, and heard an extremely subtle sound of breaking through the air.

Then, his right hand went numb, and his uncontrolled body was unable to release the Qi. He could only watch the sharp stone hit his palm, causing the pill in his hand to fall.

In his horrified eyes, another alien came from a distance, flicking his fingers with every step, shooting stones at him.

After a dozen stones, the monk felt that his legs were broken, and the magic sword in his hand fell to the side and could not be picked up.

Staring at the alien who was coming, the monk knew that he was in trouble.