After the Fairy Disappeared

  Chapter 256 Lurker

Sun Fuling smiled and said, "Only if the gods are high above the nine heavens and have no real conflict with human beings, can this be possible. You see, ever since the country appeared in the world and the country used its power, demons and human beings have become more and more No matter how weak and wild monsters are, Taoist monks even have to kowtow to the emperor and find a prince to worship him."

  He Lingchuan wondered: "Since this is the case, why do some people say that Yuanli is taught by immortals?"

"Historical records show that in the Middle Ages, monsters ravaged and poisoned the people. People listed floods and monsters as two major disasters, and immortals or practitioners were sworn enemies with them." Sun Fuling explained, "The aura between heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger. At least, practitioners hope to take it from monsters, and vice versa. Some old scholars believe that Yuanli is taught by immortals because for a long time, the sect and the country have formed allies to deal with monsters. For the common Zongmen is deliberately showing favor to human beings. After all, the gods are too ethereal, invisible and untestable."

  That's why human beings have established countries all over the world, and most of the monsters are driven to the mountains and rivers.

   Idiosyncrasies like the Northern Demon Kingdom are in the minority after all.

   "God..." This is a mysterious term, but He Lingchuan can hear it on many occasions. In the past, Songyu even invited a **** to take over the body, aiming to seize the Dafang Pot, "Why do you want to help humans?"

  Sun Fuling spread her hands: "How many people in the world understand such an illusory thing? I have heard countless legends, and they are all far-fetched."

  She smiled and said, "You can ask Commander Zhong this question, or the Red General is about the same."

  Yes, the distance between these two and the gods is closer than most people.

  He Lingchuan scratched his head, and changed the topic: "How do you want to use these ten days of vacation?"

"I want to go…"

  Suddenly a scream came from the west, interrupting her continuation.

  The voice is shrill, either a woman or a child.

  The voice stopped abruptly, but He Lingchuan had already identified the direction, pointed to Luan Shu beside him and said to Sun Fuling: "Stay under the tree and don't move!"

   This eucalyptus tree is very big. Although it loses all its leaves in winter, the trunk forms an angle with the low wall on the side. At this moment, the sun is slanting to the west, so it can't shine here, and it is very hidden for people to stand in.

  He ran to follow the sound.

   After climbing over three low walls and two earthen houses, he saw a boy fell face down on the threshold.

  He Lingchuan turned him over.

   This is a boy about six or seven years old, with round eyes, a horrified expression, and a broken cervical spine.

   There are still a few blood holes on his neck, as if pierced by sharp claws.

  The boy stared at He Lingchuan, his mouth moved, and he swallowed his last breath without saying a word.

   People cannot be resurrected after death, so it is important to catch the murderer first. He Lingchuan put down the child's corpse and observed the nearby traces.

  He worked as a patrol to catch monsters several times and accumulated a lot of experience. At this time, he saw a footprint on the ground next to the child's corpse——

  Human footprints, but not as long as his palm.

  He leaped onto the wall and found two smears of blood on the tiles, which were where the other party's forelimbs had pressed, and were stained with the blood of the child.

Chase!

  He used the Yan Turning Technique and chased in the determined direction.

  More than three months of hard work day and night showed results. He walked through the narrow streets and narrow houses at a speed that was hardly disturbed by debris, which was no less than that of a real swallow.

   Immediately afterwards, he saw a black shadow flash across the east wall, as if he had jumped into someone's window.

  Catch up!

  He Lingchuan followed, landed on the roof tiles silently, held his breath and waited.

   After a while, it didn't come out, wondering if it was waiting for He Lingchuan to enter.

  He wasn't fooled, took a small medicine bottle and lit it, and threw it through the window.

   With a clang, the bottle shattered.

   Soon, a large group of dim yellow smoke emerged from the doors and windows, accompanied by bursts of hoarse coughing.

  The murderer is really human?

  This drug smoke is used to smoke monsters and beasts out of their dens, such as weasels, foxes, and burrow spiders, but it is also effective against humans.

   Just a few breaths later, He Lingchuan saw a black shadow jump out of the window and ran away crazily.

  The distance between the two sides is no more than two or three feet.

  He had been prepared for a long time, and when he raised his wrist, the cassette was activated, and the sleeve arrow was shot out.

bingo.

   However, he aimed at the back center, but the sleeve arrow hit the opponent's leg.

  Attacking a high-speed moving object, after all, he still missed his head.

   The black shadow staggered, let out a strange growl, and continued to rush forward.

  He Lingchuan secretly called out what a pity.

  The sleeve arrows he equips are high-end goods bought by the thin man, and the material and strength are so-so and passable. If he replaced it with the purple gold sleeve arrow that he specially ordered from Li Fubo, the black shadow's thigh would definitely be pierced, and there was a rope behind the arrow, so He Lingchuan could definitely pull it back.

   And here, the sleeve arrow can only have the effect of delaying speed.

  The importance of equipment is often only revealed at critical moments.

  He Lingchuan didn't dare to delay, jumped off the roof and chased after him.

   At this time, the thick smoke had not cleared, and his vision was not clear. As soon as he landed, he felt a breeze disturbing behind him, and suddenly felt a chill.

   There is an ambush!

  He didn't have time to think about it, his knees bent and his legs softened, and he rolled on his side, holding the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, and slashed forward!

   Sure enough, there was another black shadow lurking here behind him, resisting the choking of the thick smoke, and wanted to hit He Lingchuan in the back.

   This thing is actually a gang!

  Thanks to He Lingchuan for seeing the opportunity early.

   But even so, he still felt a burning pain in his back.

   Finally got hurt.

  If he stays half a second late, this thing will probably poke a few big holes in his back.

   Fortunately, his knife also slashed the opponent's chest, and that blow was like defeating leather, without the refreshing feeling of splitting flesh.

  But Soi Ying screamed in pain, and his attack on He Lingchuan was like a storm.

   After a few clangs, the weapons of the two sides clashed, and sparks were shot amidst the smoke.

  He Lingchuan discovered that this guy was more than a lap larger than the first black shadow he pursued, but his movements were far less flexible. No wonder the first reaction after being attacked was to lurk and fight back instead of running away.

  Besides, the black shadow choked up a few puffs of smoke while roaring, and the attack slowed down. If it wasn't for his rough skin and thick flesh, he would have been hacked to death by He Lingchuan.

   Its skin is thicker and tougher than a hundred-year-old vine, and the patrol's long sword can do limited damage to it. As long as this thing protects the head and neck, He Lingchuan can't help it for a while.

  With this thick skin, it is almost invincible.

  He could clearly see that the opponent was skinny, like a skeleton covered with a layer of skin, but the skin was dark and had thin scales.

  It looks like a human at first glance, with lower limbs longer than upper limbs, and can walk upright and attack, but its forelimbs only have three toes, and its claws are like scissors with hooks, and their hardness is amazing, which can defend He Lingchuan's knife head-on.

   What's more terrifying is its face...

  It has no face, only two sunken eye holes on its head, with green will-o’-the-wisps jumping inside; the other hole is not sure whether it is a nose or a mouth, and it makes a hissing sound like an insect.

  Suddenly, it spit out a mouthful of thick green phlegm toward He Lingchuan.

  The two were close together, and it had the style of spitting and nailing. How could He Lingchuan dare to let it spray, so he raised his knife to block it.

  Then, he heard a soft chirping sound from the blade, as well as a strange smell.

  If this rich mouthful splashes directly on his face, then...

  He is going to say goodbye to handsome in this dream, right?

   At this moment, the shadow on the wall flickered, and the agile monster that He Lingchuan had been chasing before came back and joined the battlefield without saying a word.

  One is ruthless, the other is fast, and it is two against one. How much chance does he have?

  He Lingchuan is surrounded by danger.

  If he hadn't been born and died in the martial arts hall these days, and his temperament and martial skills had improved rapidly, he would have been disemboweled in two encounters, and he would have been offline in advance.

   But he didn't know how much longer he could last.

   Do you want to take some damage and kill the agile monster first? He was thinking about it in his mind, but he heard a "crash", someone poured a pot of boiling water from behind, and poured it all on the strong monster.

   The thing screamed suddenly, and its hands were in disarray.

  Its sound is very strange, like the neighing of an insect or the cry of a night cat.

  How could He Lingchuan miss such a good opportunity, taking advantage of its instinct to turn around, he slashed at its neck with a knife.

  He knew that this thing was tough, so he shot it with all his strength, using all his might.

   At the same time, a dark object also hit the monster's head, making a "bang" sound, just hitting it against the long knife.

  Blue liquid splashed, He Lingchuan dodged.

  The monster's neck was cut in half by him, but the bone was not cut to the end, and a small part was still connected.

   But his knife broke.

  The body of the blade was corroded before, and it was slashed violently by the master, so it can no longer bear the burden.

  The strong monster fell to the ground, twitching incessantly. Its companion saw that the situation was not good, turned around and fled, faster than before!

  He Lingchuan shot another sleeve arrow into its back, and could only watch it go away.

   "Why are you here?" At this time, the smoke had basically cleared, and he could clearly see the person who helped him—

  Sun Fuling.

   She was still holding a large cauldron with a deep dent in the bottom.

  Just now, she poured boiling water on the monster, and hit it with a snap on the forehead, which happened to be a perfect fit with He Lingchuan, otherwise he might not have been able to split the monster's neck.

  The monsters on the ground could no longer stand up, but they were still stretching out their claws to catch people. Seeing that it was about to touch Sun Fuling's shoes, He Lingchuan pulled her away: "Didn't I tell you to wait under the tree?"

   "It's too lively here." She didn't seem to be very frightened, but just bent down to observe, "What the **** is this?" Most of her neck was split and she was still alive.

  He Lingchuan admitted: "I haven't seen it either." Since joining the patrol, he and his team have killed at least forty or fifty monsters, and none of them looked like this.

  It is more like a ghost than to say it looks like a monster.

  But ghosts are afraid of the real fire of the sun, and generally do not move during the day, let alone under the sun.

  He could see clearly during the pursuit, and the sunlight was shining on the monster without causing any discomfort.

   "Where does the hot water come from?"

  Sun Fuling pointed to the room: "I took it from the stove, it just boiled."

   "Is anyone living here?"

   "Yes, they died on the ground." Sun Fuling turned her head and walked into the house.

  (end of this chapter)