Be a Cartoonist In the Fairy World

The aggressive villagers rushed to the front of Du Ziyuan and his party, but did not take any further action. After observing at such a close distance, Du Ziyuan could clearly see that each of them was not looking very well. Dark circles, bloodshot eyes, and chapped lips could be seen on almost everyone. It seems that the Taoist priest didn't have much restraint when exploiting them.

After the villagers stood still, a middle-aged farmer yelled at the little boy: "Er Zhuzi! You ungrateful thing! How do we usually help your family? Now you dare to cooperate with outsiders to beat your own people!?"

The little boy yelled back: "You have all been deceived by that liar! He caused that disease! These uncles are good people! They just cured everyone's disease!"

"What!?"

"Healed?"

"How can it be?"

...

The little boy's words immediately caused the villagers to fall into a commotion, and even the person who yelled at him was caught off guard, not knowing whether to believe it or not.

At this time, a steady voice sounded from behind them: "Do you believe what a brat says?"

Everyone immediately quieted down when they heard the words, and looked at the person who spoke. A road parted in the middle of the crowd, and the Taoist priest came out from behind.

He looked at the four people except the little boy. His eyes flicked over Mu Chengan, Xiao Jin, Xia Wuyi, and finally stopped on Du Ziyuan. Because of the four of them, he could only see that Du Ziyuan had cultivation, and he was obviously not as good as him.

He straightened his chest slightly, and said, "You are the ones who slandered me as a liar?"

Mu Chengan frowned, did not answer his question, but asked instead: "You are the Taoist who claims that there are monsters in this village? Why do you lie to these ordinary people?"

"Bold!" The Taoist stared angrily, "I don't even know I'm about to die! There are monsters here, and I'm the authentic Penglai sect. If I don't protect you, none of you will feel better! You..."

"Hehe." Halfway through his words, he was suddenly interrupted by a laugh. Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the laughing person.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Du Ziyuan had no choice but to say, "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

After finishing speaking, he ignored others, turned to Xia Wuyi and said, "Wuyi, do you still remember that little puffer fish you picked up at the beach that day?"

Xia Wuyi nodded: "I remember, what's wrong bro?"

Du Ziyuan pointed to the Taoist priest, and said to him: "Look, humans are sometimes the same as orangutans and puffer fish. When they don't have the confidence to put on an air, they will make themselves bigger. Just like him, the shoulders are stretched to the sides, the chest is straight, the neck is stretched, does it look like a pufferfish blowing itself up?"

Xia Wuyi saw that it seemed to be the case, and immediately laughed.

"Bastard!" The Taoist priest who realized that he was being ridiculed was furious, and swung the fly whisk in his hand at Du Ziyuan.

A streak of black smoke flew out from his whisk and went straight to Du Ziyuan's front door. It's just that before flying very far, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and crushed the black smoke.

The one who made the move was naturally Mu Chengan, who stood at the front. After crushing the black smoke, he grabbed the Taoist from the air, and the latter immediately lifted his feet off the ground and he caught him.

Mu Chengan grabbed his neck and lifted him up: "It's you, who used magic to harm ordinary people without authorization, and pretended to be my Penglai Sword Sect. You should be punished!"

This scene directly stunned all the villagers. They never expected that the figure who looked like a fairy to them was subdued so easily. Even a fool could see it now, it was obvious that someone more ruthless had come.

The villagers who originally wanted to surround and beat Du Ziyuan and the others dispersed immediately, and some timid ones knelt down on the spot, wanting to kowtow to Mu Chengan and beg for mercy. Du Ziyuan and the others ignored the villagers and instead focused on the Taoist priest.

Mu Chengan did not kill the Taoist priest after taking him down, but turned to look at Du Ziyuan: "Brother Du, did you just say that he was putting on airs?"

Du Ziyuan nodded: "Yeah, he tried his best to look like a big shot, but he felt that he could take us down, obviously not because he felt inferior to us, which is very strange, unless there is someone behind him A man who really calls the shots."

Mu Cheng'an said: "I think so too. This person's cultivation is only at the level 5 of Mental Cultivation. The ability to control the epidemic is all due to this whisk in his hand. I think someone may have given him this thing."

"The water is quite deep." Du Ziyuan knew that things would not be so simple.

Mu Chengan threw the Taoist priest to the ground heavily. He screamed in pain, but he didn't dare to do anything to resist. He was really scared.

Taking pictures from the air, and it was him, an immortal cultivator, at least he had to be an immortal cultivator of the Melting Heaven Realm or a martial artist of the Yukongtian Realm to be able to do it. No matter what kind of Mu Chengan he is, crushing him to death is not much different from crushing an ant.

The key point is that Mu Chengan also claimed to be a disciple of Penglai Sword Sect, which made him despair.

"Let me ask you, why did you come to this small mountain village to spread the disease? Who told you to come?" Mu Chengan asked.

The Taoist looked at him, and said with trepidation: "My lord, I was wrong. I offended someone outside, and I had to come here to avoid my enemy."

"He's lying." Du Ziyuan interrupted suddenly.

The Taoist turned pale with shock, and immediately looked at Du Ziyuan: "Everything the villain said is true, there is absolutely no deception."

"Your sentence is a lie," Du Ziyuan pointed at his eyes and said, "You know, when a person is lying, in order to make sure whether the other party has been deceived by him or not, he will always stare at the other party's eyes, just like you do now .”

"I……"

"And you blink too fast, do you know? What are you hiding?" Du Ziyuan interrupted him directly, "Unless you are a martial artist who can control every inch of your body, otherwise You can't cover up such small actions, and every lie of yours will be seen through by me."

This is of course a bluff, but it works.

Under the pressure of Penglai Sword Sect's prestige, Mu Cheng'an's powerful strength, and Du Ziyuan's mind-reading ability, the Taoist priest's psychological defense finally began to collapse, and he told the truth.

"My master asked me to come here. They planned to hunt a big monster, but it was too strong, so the master asked me to come here to prepare."

"What preparations?"

"The master wants to reverse the feng shui of this place. He pointed out seven dragon lairs and asked us disciples to go and destroy them separately. But I am sure I can't dig the mountain by myself, so I designed this group of villagers to help me."