After all, he didn't want to come back to the donkey. After a conversation without nutrition and without progress, Fang Xing conceded defeat.
He sat down on the table sadly and speechlessly, rubbing his brows and said: "Master, I have convinced you. After so many storms and waves rushed over, I have slaughtered even the most difficult opponents. Today, I fell on you. The bastard has it in his hands, I have it, I promise you, I will cut the weeds and roots for you, and kill all the horse bandits who have crossed the border, okay?"
"Eh... those horse bandits were going to escape for their lives, and you were killed by you, so they didn't dare to come back..."
Hearing Fang Xing's words there, he was slightly taken aback, and said with a wry smile.
"Huh? Isn't that the case?"
Fang Xing was stunned. He originally thought that this group of villagers used the method of hiding their donkeys to insist on staying. They were just worried that the horse bandits would come back to take revenge after he left. Thinking that there seemed to be some other reasons for Lizheng's appearance, he was a little curious, and looked down at Lizheng: "What's going on, please explain clearly!"
"Yes Yes… "
He bowed his hands again, and shouted with a mournful face: "Master, you saved our village people from the bandit knife. I am very grateful, but if you leave, none of us in the village will survive, probably You don't know, these horse bandits usually disdain poor places like ours. The reason why they rushed over to grab food this time is actually to save money and leave this area. Now all capable people have escaped Go, even these horse bandits are ready to run for their lives..."
"Um?"
After listening to his words, Fang Xing remembered the desolate things in this area, and suddenly frowned: "Why?"
Li Zheng's expression became terrified, and he subconsciously glanced around a few times before lowering his voice and saying, "It's not because of the white devil!"
"White devil... what the hell?"
Fang Xing was even more confused, but rather curious, wishing he could pinch Lizheng's neck and tell him to speak quickly.
Li Zheng cleared his throat, and then began to talk to Fang Xing: "The white demon is a man-eating monster that came to us half a year ago. No one has seen what he looks like. Anyway, when he appeared, a white demon wind swept over him. , Dozens of hundreds of people just disappeared. Before long, there will be piles of bones in the forest, all of which were eaten by the monster and vomited out. Half a year ago, the monster ate the distance. Qingshui Village, thirty miles away from here, swallowed up a group of bandits nesting deep in the mountains and occupying the mountain as king two months ago. The priests and mages swallowed them all, and just a few days ago, they swallowed a group of passing merchants. Now, people in this area are in panic, fleeing and dying, and no one dares to continue Stay here and wait to die. It's a pity that the village is poor and there are so many old and young people. Even if you escape, you can't escape. Moreover, once you leave the village, you will be more likely to be targeted by the white demon. You can only stay and wait to die..."
"A man-eating monster?"
After Fang Xing heard this, he became pensive, his eyes slightly cold.
After a while, he frowned slightly: "I'm just an ordinary person, you want me to kill that demon?"
Between words, quite bad.
Lizheng waved his hands in fright, "No, no, sir, don't get me wrong, where did the little old man get the courage to let you go and work hard for us? In fact, the purpose of the little old man is very simple. There are rumors that the white demon is It was transformed by resentment, killing strangers, but afraid of murderous intent. Half a year ago, Qingshui Village was eaten up by the white demon, and Huaihua Village, which was two or three miles away, was fine. It is said that it was because there was a villager in that village The old general who had been on the battlefield lived in seclusion, and the evil spirit on his body suppressed the white demon. Three months ago, all the mages who went to the mountain to kill the white demon died, but the butcher Li who led the way came back alive. The pig, with its murderous aura, restrained the white demon, and never took his life. Now, it has been spread within a thousand miles. If you want to be safe, you have to invite someone full of murderous aura to sit in the town. so we… "
"You think the way the uncle kills people is quite majestic, so you want me to help you suppress the white devil?"
Hearing this, Fang Xing already understood a little bit, and couldn't help but smile wryly.
It seems that I was covered in blood just now, and the appearance of the fierce horse bandit left a deep impression on this group of people. I really regard myself as an omnipotent master. I just use murderous aura to deter the white demons. I really don’t know this group of people. What do people think!
For a while, he didn't know how to explain it to these people. If the white devil was just an ordinary ghost, people with murderous aura would naturally be able to deter them, but since the white devil has the ability to scare away a hundred people in one go, How can it be compared to ordinary resentful ghosts? They are really ghosts, and they are also ghosts with high morals, like Li Ying, the prince of Nanxuan Ghost Kingdom, can you scare him by putting a pig butcher in front of him? It is estimated that the pig butcher looked to him as a green onion dipped in sauce...
I don't know how the saying that the murderous aura deterred the white devil came out, but Fang Xing thought it must be incomplete and untrue, maybe it was false at all. There are not many people in the village, probably because they were frightened by the white devil, and spread rumors, so they spread these words to comfort themselves, it is a little consolation!
"It's useless to count on me. If you want to survive, you should move away as soon as possible!"
"Patriarch, it's not good, the white devil has appeared again..."
Just when Fang Xing was thinking about how to explain to these people, he only heard a loud shout, and some villagers ran in in panic.
It was the people in the village who went hunting together at noon, their faces pale with fright and sweating profusely: "Just now we... saw the white demon wind from a distance, and we were so scared that we hid in the cave and dared not come out. Later... later The evil wind disappeared, and when we ran back... we saw... but we saw that those horse bandits just now had been sucked dry by the white demon..."
Several villagers reported in panic, but they almost peed their pants in fright. They jumped up and down for a while, and those with children hugged the children in their arms, and closed the door with a "bang" in the hiding room. The five big and three thick guys just got their head under the millstone, trembling with fright, unable to pull it out, the word "white devil" is really a life-threatening one.
"It's really there... Take me to see it!"
Fang Xing became interested, and urged those people to take him to have a look. Although the two villagers who had escaped just now were determined not to leave the village again, after Fang Xing put the knife on their necks, they still Bite the bullet and come out of the village.
When we arrived four or five miles away from the mountain village, we could only smell blood in front of us. Fang Xing turned around the corner of the mountain and saw that he spit it out. It was indeed an unsightly scene. Death in Huangquan, one person, not even a horse, was sucked out of most of the flesh and blood, there were bloodstains on the body surface, the flesh was shriveled, but there was still a part of it, which attracted black and black birds. Flies flew around the corpse, and the stench rushed into the nostrils, making people sick.
"It is indeed a cultivator..."
Blocking his nostrils with a leaf, he squatted on the ground and observed for a while, Fang Xing understood a little.
"The white devil...every time he makes a move, he won't give up if he doesn't get enough of a hundred souls... this time... this time..."
One villager almost collapsed to the ground, peeing his pants in fright.
"Looking at the cultivation level, it's not much higher. If you can get close, give it a golden talisman, maybe..."
Fang Xing lowered his head and pondered, thinking about the process secretly.
In the small pagoda around his waist, there are still a few talismans and a few magic tools that don't need to be activated by magic power. Being close, there are still some opportunities.
"But... what does this have to do with me?"
Fang Xing thought about it for a while, but he became lazy again, thinking what kind of life he would fight with others with Bai Wudi!
I was about to retreat in my heart, but suddenly I called out to the villager next to me with a crying voice: "It's broken, the white devil has entered the village!"
Fang Xing's heart trembled, and he turned his head to look, and saw a white whirlwind appearing in the distant sky, rolling towards Fang, the wind was full of stern and sinister, and one could feel the chilling strange Yin Qi from afar However, the direction the whirlwind was facing was the village where he was just now. Three miles away, he could already faintly hear the sound of howling and chaos coming from the village.
"Walk!"
Fang Xing frowned tightly, and hurried to the village.
People are curious, there is no way, I really want to see what the white devil is.
After traveling for more than three miles, I arrived at the village in one breath, but I couldn't help being surprised. The corpses of the horse bandits piled up in the east corner of the village, which had been beheaded by him earlier, had been sucked dry of most of their flesh and blood. The people, ducks, and animals in the house disappeared completely, as if they had been washed with water, which really made Fang Xing take a breath of cold air, it was really a demon wind, leaving no souls behind!
I just turned my head to look, but there was no trace of the evil wind, obviously the white demon had already left.
"I beg the Great Immortal Bai to be merciful and let my wife and children come back..."
"Bai Daxian is kind, Bai Daxian is kind..."
The villagers who ran back with Fang Xing were already trembling with fright, knelt on the ground and begged God to pray to their ancestors.
"Damn it, get up with me, does anyone know where this white devil's lair is? Take me there!"
Fang Xing was so angry that he kicked up the villagers who were kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing.
"Big... hero... you... you should go to the white devil's lair to save people?"
The villagers seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw, and hugged Fang Xing's thigh and did not let go.
"Save your uncle, I'm going to ask that white devil, where did he have the courage to scare off my donkey?"
Fang Xing pulled out the knife indignantly, drank two mouthfuls of the remaining wine, and walked into the mountain with a murderous look.