Build the Traveler Alliance from scratch
Chapter 901 Acting for Heaven
After saying that, Nie Changchuan took out the copper bowl and handed it to the maid beside the bed.
The maid didn't know why, so she took it and looked at Nie Changchuan blankly.
Nie Changchuan smiled and said, "This bowl is called the Vajra Demon Subduing Bowl. As long as you hold it, you can keep your mother and sisters safe."
The maid didn't know what was going on, so she nodded quickly and carefully held the Vajra Demon Subduing Bowl, which sounded extraordinary.
Seeing this scene, Nie Changchuan felt relieved, picked up the wrought iron Zen stick weighing more than 100 pounds, and strode out of the door.
Behind him, Yin Wenjiao stared at his back in a daze, stretched out her hand, and wanted to call her son's name, but suddenly found that she seemed to have not given him a proper name yet...
Thinking of this, Yin Wenjiao slowly lowered her arm and looked at Nie Changchuan's back with a complicated expression.
At the same time, Nie Changchuan had stepped over the butler's body and walked out the door.
At this time, the butler had not left the house for a long time, and the thieves on duty in the yard had already become suspicious.
Two sturdy swordsmen came forward, stopped Nie Changchuan, stared at him and asked: "Where is Liu Zongguan?"
Nie Changchuan held the Zen stick, put one hand on his chest, and chanted a Buddhist name: "Amitabha, Liu Zongguan is devoted to Buddhism. I have sent him to the West to meet the Buddha because of his piety..."
The two swordsmen were slightly startled and looked at each other blankly.
"...What do you mean?"
"Can that Liu Biaozi also go to see the Buddha?"
Seeing the reactions of the two, Nie Changchuan's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but sigh.
It's terrible to be uneducated. I have said it so bluntly, why can't these two guys understand.
There is no way, Nie Changchuan can only explain patiently: "I mean, he has been killed by me."
"...What?!"
The two swordsmen were shocked, took a step back, drew their swords, and looked at Nie Changchuan in doubt.
Nie Changchuan was not afraid at all. Holding a Zen stick, he looked at the guards who gradually gathered around him and said calmly, "The bandit Liu Hong is so bold that he killed an official of the imperial court on the surface of the Hongjiang River. He took office in Jiangzhou under someone else's name and has been there for thirteen years."
"I learned the truth from the wife of the governor and wanted to enforce justice. I have arrested this thief. All of you who are not aware of the truth can lay down your weapons in front of me and save your life... Amitabha!"
Hearing Nie Changchuan's words, the guards looked at each other, their faces were fierce, and they surrounded him.
Nie Changchuan nodded and said, "Very good, it seems that there is no innocent person who is qualified to guard the backyard."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The big man holding a mace pushed everyone away, strode forward, and said with a grin, "You thief bald, since you know Brother Liu's secret, don't think about leaving alive!"
"Hey!"
After saying that, he shouted, raised the mace and smashed Nie Changchuan's head fiercely.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the head of the man with the mace exploded like a watermelon.
The Zen staff with four crescent-shaped iron blades pierced out like lightning, and went straight into the man's face, just like a hot knife cutting butter, easily splitting the head into four pieces.
"Plop--"
The headless body holding the mace fell to the ground with a bang.
Nie Changchuan calmly retracted the Zen staff, with a little blood on his fair and handsome cheeks. He looked at the silent swordsmen and chanted the Buddha's name solemnly.
"Amitabha!"
Before he finished speaking, Nie Changchuan kicked his feet, stomped on the ground, and rushed into the crowd waving the Zen staff.
The heavy Zen staff was like a hammer and a shovel, which could be smashed or cut. In the hands of Nie Changchuan, who had the power of a dragon, it was danced into a phantom. In the whistling, it could be said that if it was hit, it would die, and if it was rubbed, it would be injured.
"Bang!"
The heavy Zen staff hit the chest and abdomen of a swordsman.
The swordsman flew backwards immediately, spitting blood from his mouth.
The injuries to his chest and abdomen were even more horrifying. The crescent blade on the top of the Zen staff almost instantly cut his abdominal muscles and turned them outward. The heavy force attached to it poured into his body, and even squeezed out his intestines in his abdominal cavity, mixed with blood and flowing all over the ground.
"Plop--"
The swordsman fell heavily to the ground, entangled by his intestines and rolled a few times, then his body moved slightly and then there was no sound.
At this time, Nie Changchuan had already swung the Zen staff, stabbed the demon-subduing pestle at the end of the staff into the chest of another person, and then raised his foot and kicked, causing his body to shoot out like a cannonball, violently hitting a tree, and being pierced through the chest by countless wood stubs.
"Puff--"
After landing, the man spit out blood, covered his chest, and a fountain of blood gushed out of his mouth. He was already breathing out but not in.
It must be said that this bloodthirsty bandit is extraordinary.
Even though Nie Changchuan showed his natural power, the other party still rushed up with a fierce look, as if they thought they could kill this monk who was much stronger than them by relying on numbers and momentum.
But unfortunately, Nie Changchuan's strength far exceeded their imagination.
The reason for killing in this less efficient way is just to let these evil bandits feel the feelings of those innocent people who died in their hands...
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Muffled sounds came, Nie Changchuan had no expression on his face, and continued to swing the Zen stick in his hand mercilessly.
All the swordsmen who rushed up were thrown up, or smashed into the sky by a hammer, or flew backwards and hit their companions, and were pierced through the chest by the waist knife in their companions' hands.
Looking at the figure who was constantly harvesting lives like a demon, the faces of several swordsmen in the back finally showed a look of fear.
They stopped, looked at each other, turned and ran away without hesitation.
Nie Changchuan noticed their actions, glanced at them, and said loudly: "Amitabha, donor, please stay!"
After hearing Nie Changchuan's words, those people not only did not stay, but ran faster.
One of the tall and thin swordsmen sighed and cursed loudly: "You are a bald murderer, why do you deserve to recite Amitabha?"
Nie Changchuan smashed the swordsman's head in front of him with his stick, then raised his hand to grab the other man's neck, and swung him in the direction of everyone's escape.
"call--"
The body that weighed one hundred and twenty kilograms shot out, arriving first, over everyone's heads, and was thrown hard on the arch leading to the front yard.
The corpse fell tightly against the wall, leaving a bright red bloodstain on the white-painted wall.
Everyone was shocked and stopped quickly, looking at this scene in horror.
"Amitabha." Nie Changchuan's faint voice came from behind, "My Buddha also has the wrathful eyes of Vajra. If the donor is interested, you might as well stay and debate with the poor monk."
"Ahhh!"
A relatively short thief was frightened by Nie Changchuan's demon-like words and deeds. He shouted in fear, took out the iron nail concealed weapon in his arms, flicked his wrist, and threw it away.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Several finger-long iron nails flew over, and Nie Changchuan raised his hand to pinch them, then threw them away with his backhand.
"Pfft——"
The long and thick iron nail penetrated the man's forehead, leaving a hideous bloody mark, and then embedded itself deeply into the wall.
Nie Changchuan held a Zen staff and walked towards the crowd as he stepped over the corpses on the ground with an expressionless face.
The thieves showed fear on their faces, and one of them suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted: "Both of us are going to die, so we might as well fight with him!"
After saying that, he roared angrily and emboldened himself, and charged forward waving a long knife.
"Bang——"
Just halfway through, the Zen staff in Nie Changchuan's hand hit his waist like lightning.
The figure of the swordsman flew up in an instant and disappeared in front of everyone as if teleporting.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and the swordsman's body stuck to the courtyard wall dozens of meters away.
Nie Changchuan didn't even look at him. He just held the Zen staff and continued walking towards the crowd.
"Ta! Ta!"
Heavy footsteps stepped on the ground and in everyone's hearts.
Finally, some people couldn't bear the psychological pressure, threw away their swords, screamed, turned around and ran away.
Seeing this scene, Nie Changchuan kicked his foot, cracking the ground in an instant, and passed through the crowd like the wind. He came behind the man, pressed his left hand on the back of his head, and then - fiercely slapped him to the ground.
"Pfft——"
The huge head hit the ground and shattered like a blood bag.
Nie Changchuan stood up slowly, with blood drops on his face, and looked at the people behind him calmly.
At this time, he had killed most of the two dozen bandits guarding the backyard.
The only ones who could still breathe now were the four people in front of Nie Changchuan.
The four swordsmen had frightened faces and backed away under Nie Changchuan's calm gaze.
Suddenly, one of them gritted his teeth and with a sudden heart, he suddenly turned around and stabbed his companion's chest with the long knife in his hand.
"puff--"
The stabbed thief spit out blood and stared at him in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
"you……"
Before he finished speaking, the man drew out his long knife and slashed horizontally, killing the other two companions who were still in shock.
After doing this, he threw away the long knife in his hand, knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed to Nie Changchuan seven or eight times.
Nie Changchuan looked at him in surprise, and was stunned for a moment.
After the man kowtowed, he quickly raised his head and looked at Nie Changchuan with gratitude and said: "This boy Wan Dayong was originally a fisherman from Hongjiang. It was Liu Hong and his group of thieves who robbed the fishing village, killed my parents, and took me away to the village. This makes him a thief."
"Now that the mage is eliminating harm for the people, the boy has finally been avenged and avenged his parents' blood..."
Hearing Wan Dayong's endless words, Nie Changchuan frowned tightly, not knowing whether they were true or false.
After thinking for a moment, he stepped forward and helped him up in the face of the other party's slightly confused and frightened eyes.
Then, Nie Changchuan's eyes suddenly burst into gold, and Wan Dayong's eyes were in a trance for a while, and his expression gradually calmed down.
Only then did Nie Changchuan ask: "Is what you just said true or false?"
Wan Dayong said with a dull expression: "Of course it is true."
Nie Changchuan breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to undo the spell, his heart suddenly moved and he asked again: "How many years have you been a thief?"
Wan Dayong said dullly: "Fourteen years."
Nie Changchuan's eyes turned cold: "Is there any evil intention?"
Under Nie Changchuan's complicated eyes, Wan Dayong nodded calmly.
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