Chapter 0003 Horror

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Ashheng has always wondered why he, the youngest person in Linglongguan, took over the position of Guanzhu.

Outsiders couldn't figure it out. He naturally knew clearly in his heart that the inheritance of Linglongguan was hidden and was only passed on to the inner disciples, that is, the so-called true disciples.

After the death of the master of Guanzhu, there were only two of the inner disciples of Linglongguan, one was his Yu Qing, and the other was his little uncle who had not returned after traveling abroad.

The difference between the inside and outside of Linglongguan is whether there is a skill to practice, which is called Guanyin.

The skills are divided into two ways of cultivation: "view" and "sound". What he cultivates is the "view" formula, and what he cultivates is his eyes.

When people pass by, there will be dust under their feet.

If you wave your hand, you can bring up the wind.

When the wind blows, it can determine the shape and direction of the smoke.

Put a bowl of water on the ground. In the absence of wind, there are microwave ripples on the surface of the bowl. The cause may be that some heavy objects fall nearby, or the shock caused by someone passing by nearby.

The word-watching formula is to interpret and infer the cause and effect of a certain movement by observing the details.

The practice of phonetic words is listening. For example, lying on the ground and listening to the sound transmitted by the ground, you can be sure how many people are passing by in an invisible position.

The little uncle who was traveling abroad practiced the phonetic formula.

That is to say, he only needs to observe the subtle changes when the smoke drifts, and then he can infer some movements in the approximate range.

For example, in front of him, the subtle floating changes of water vapor on the stove made him aware of abnormalities, and something ominous sneaked into the house.

It is also because of this confidence that he, a person who protects Ashheng, dares to be separated from the object of protection and sit in the kitchen to cook.

Without delay, Yu Qing suddenly got up, quickly left the kitchen, went straight to the study with lonely lamps, and knocked at the door.

Asheng, who was reading the book carefully under the lamp, looked up, and the smile that had just emerged disappeared in an instant, reading the abnormality from Yu Qing's indifferent look that made people feel distance.

The two are childhood. In the area of Jiupo Village, people who have been similar in age and can play together equally. They are each other, so they both know very well what some special reactions between each other mean.

Yu Qing went straight to the desk and said calmly, "When the food is cooked, you can eat it. Let's go and taste it." His eyes deliberately picked on the sword on the desk, which he had put on before.

A Shiheng smiled faintly, put down the book, got up and left the case. It seemed that he grabbed the sword in his hand and went out of the study side by side with Yu Qing.

When the two arrived in the kitchen, they opened the lid of the pot next to the stove. Lingmi had turned into crystal clear purple plump particles, like amethyst, which was beautiful, and the aroma was still gone.

With the noise generated by the pot stove, Yu Qing told the people around him in a low voice, "What are you afraid of? What the official said is really coming."

A Shiheng was a little shocked and whispered, "No! Quietly go to the city and settle down here, so that no one will stare at us and be accurately found. Is it possible that someone will betray us?

"No one betrayed me. I'm a little embarrassed." Yu Qing raised his chin slightly, moved his nose, and signaled to the things in the pot. At the same time, he picked up the shovel and put the cooked rice into a bowl.

Ashheng understood in an instant that the foreign body should be more sensitive to the smell emitted by the things in the pot. Yu Qing was careless. I guess he didn't expect that there were really monsters flowing to this city. The smell of boiling rice attracted the monsters.

At first, he was a little worried, but seeing that Yu Qing was still concerned about the things in the pot at this time, he didn't take the things too seriously at all, and he was immediately relieved.

However, he was still a little nervous. After all, he had never seen the so-called monster. It was quiet all around him. I don't know how Yu Qing knew that a monster was coming. He was about to look around. Unexpectedly, Yu Qing sent the shovel to his mouth, and there was sticky rice scraped from the bottom of the pot.

"Don't look up." Yu Qing gave a low warning and said easily, "Come on, how does it taste?"

A Shiheng was shocked in his heart and subconsciously felt that there was something on his head because of the other party's words. At this time, he really said whatever Yu Qing said. He honestly opened his mouth to squeeze the slag on the pot and shovel to eat.

He did have something above his head. To be precise, there was something above their heads.

I don't know when a long worm climbed into the kitchen, hanging on the beam, slowly descending and slowly deforming the upper body.

The squirming upper body bulged out the outline of a woman's half body. The snake's head turned into a woman's face. The open snake scales did not disappear, the eyes stood up, and the diffused hair was twisted like a little snake, and the sharp teeth gradually appeared in his mouth, swallowing bright red letters. There are irregularly distributed dark yellow scales on the black scales. The dirty two sides silently propped out their arms, turning into ten fingertip claws and quietly grabbing the back neck of Ashheng and Yu Qing.

Seeing that his claws were about to touch the heads of the two people, even Asheng faintly smelled a fishy smell. Yu Qing suddenly turned over the plate on the stove and covered the large bowl containing Lingmi, and the shovel fed in his hand suddenly roared.

Bang! The handle of the shovel was broken, and the shovel abruptly into the head of the snake demon.

He threw the handle of the shovel in his hand casually, and by the way, he waved his arm and took the special position of Ashiheng beside him. He moved away from his position and dodged the dripping juice above.

Ashiheng hasn't realized what's going on yet. Yu Qing has plucked his finger when turning his body, picked out the sword in the scabbard pinched in Ashheng's hand, and grabbed the sword and cut it in the air.

Poof, the blood was sprayed, and a dirty head fell from above, and it just rumbled into the hot pot.

Seeing a head falling, Ashheng was shocked and saw the half-human-shaped body hanging in the air, like a rapidly leaking airbag. It quickly shrank back to what the snake should have, but without his head, the blood ticked.

Yu Qing, who had the sword in his hand, had left A Shiheng, and the rotating cold light in his hand cut the wall next to the stove with a sword.

Bah! The wall was broken and fell down. The corners of Asheng's mouth were tense. Through the light in the kitchen, he saw what was behind the broken wall. A snake demon standing tall and half-humanoid was a dirty bald man. He opened his claws and was about to break the wall to attack. A blood line was slanted to the diagonal ribs, and the half-shoulder body slowly shifted.

Yu Qing, who flipped the sword light in his hand, waved his hand, "Go!"

A cold light came out of the air, and the hole pierced the roof, and several tiles fell.

After a while of silence, Ashheng saw the sparse blood dripping from the roof.

Suddenly, there were two thuds. First, the snake demon behind the broken wall turned into two pieces and fell to the ground. Then the roof was smashed into a hole. A big snake fell from the roof and slowly twisted on the ground. The snake's head was penetrated by a sword.

Yu Qing, with a big bowl in one hand, went to draw his sword, shook off the blood on the sword, and threw it out.

Whw! A Shiheng felt a shock in his hand. He looked down and found that the sword had returned to the sheath. He looked at Yu Qing with a smile. Then he looked at the three big snakes. One of them fell outside the house, one half hung on the beam, and the other fell to the ground.

The smoke and dust was full of ups and downs, Ashiheng's throat knot shrugged, and his heart was lingering. The fishy smell made him sick and vomit.

"No, there should be only these three for the time being. I don't mean to scare you. I want to avoid too many fights as soon as possible, so as not to disturb the attention you shouldn't have. In fact, there is no need to be afraid. It's just three snake demons that can't be completely transformed. Their strength is limited and there is no threat. Let's go. Why are you still here? Yu Qing motioned to the big bowl with Lingmi with one hand. It seemed that he was saying, don't you want to try it? You can enjoy it.

Ashheng wanted to leave, but it was really the first time he experienced this scene. He was really scared. His legs were a little weak and he couldn't move, but he didn't want Yu Qing to help him. He didn't want Yu Qing to laugh. He wanted to have some face, so he said, "It's rare to see the snake demon for the first time. It's a chance to open your eyes." That means to stay and have a look.

"Then take your time. I'll go outside to see if anyone has disturbed me. After eating, I have to find a Pudian official to deal with the aftermath." Yu Qing dropped his words and left with the bowl.

When he got to the yard outside, he went straight to the door and was about to open the door to see what was going on outside. When the kitchen behind him suddenly rang, and then it collapsed.

Yu Qing, who suddenly turned around, was stunned. Seeing that A Shiheng still hadn't come out, he was almost scared away and swept away.

Rushing into the collapsed kitchen, filled with smoke and dust, Yu Qing shook his sleeves and drew a firewood from the stove to illuminate it. The lights in the room had been extinguished.

Soon, Yu Qing stood still, and the bowl that had been under the control of one hand was smashed to the ground. The cooked Lingmi scattered all over the ground, and then went crazy to remove the pile of smashed objects, and there was Ashiheng's painful gasp below.

After the messy things were cleared, Yu Qing half squatted beside A Shiheng who fell to the ground and said in a trembling voice, "Nerd, you can bear it."

Ashiheng, with a painful face, nodded with a miserable smile. His body was covered with a layer of dust. The fallen beam was right on one of his arms, and blood oozed out.

With As Shiheng's snorting, the pressed beam was lifted away. Yu Qing's eyes were full of bitterness. He stared at the pressed arm, which was hit just in the elbow position, which was already depressed.

Trying to recover his mind, he quickly took action on Ashiheng's body to prevent Ashiheng from losing too much blood and to alleviate Asheng's pain as much as possible. After taking out a pill on his body and stuffing it into Ashiheng's mouth to help him swallow it, he took the material on the ground from the fallen tile grille. The two plates clamped the broken arm and tied it up and fixed it. Then he carefully carried Ashheng away from the ground and left the bloody place.

Yu Qing had no intention to observe whether he had disturbed the residents around him. He could no longer stay here. He was anxious to take Ashiheng to a suitable place for treatment and went straight to the gate.

Almost powerless Ashheng still grabbed Yu Qing's sword in front of his chest with one hand. He saw that Yu Qing was going to leave here. The hilt of the sword hit Yu Qing's chest and said with difficulty, "Back basket, there are important items that can't be abandoned."

Yu Qing stopped and quickly returned. He went into the study and carried A Shiheng's basket again. The sword was also inserted into the basket, with a basket behind him. He hugged a person in front of him and jumped out directly in front of the courtyard wall...