Fantasy: Starting From Being In A Desperate Situation And Running Around As Escorts

The doll with braids stared in the pot, refusing to close his eyes.

I don't know what was cooked in the pot, it looked like a living thing that could devour people.

After a long time, the little baby's body was finally devoured.

The crazy old Taoist just closed his eyes and rang the bell.

Standing in the hall, there were several people who had just put down the Guanyin statue.

Looking at this scene at this time, I was dumbfounded.

Like Li Changshou, they had just gone up the mountain not long ago.

In their impression, Donghua Taoist Temple should be a high-ranking fairy gate.

Everyone in the sect is a sincere and kind practitioner.

They punish evil and promote good, slay evil spirits, support justice, and seek eternal life.

But now...

Look at the girl who was boiled in the oil pan.

At this moment, the dream was shattered.

There was a smell of urine, someone had peed.

...

night.

On the Datong bunk, Li Changshou closed his eyes and rested.

Acupoints all over my body have been opened, and my own breathing method seems to be much smoother.

He could clearly feel the changes in his body.

Through the breathing method, he could sense that there was a force that was repairing his heart veins bit by bit.

Although they are only connected together one by one, the effect is excellent.

His life essence is getting stronger and stronger, and the pure energy continues to nourish his body and spirit.

However, if the Flying Sword is not removed from his body, he will still be troubled.

"Hey hey..."

Li Changshou opened his eyes and found that he was a disciple in the same room.

"We're leaving, come with us."

"Go? Where to go?" Li Changshou asked.

"Go home, didn't you see what happened during the day?"

The young man who spoke recalled the screams of the girl during the day and couldn't help but tremble in his calves.

"Staying here will lead to death."

The person behind him whispered.

Li Changshou said expressionlessly: "Think about it, since they let us in, will they let us out?"

"We know, so we want to get out."

Li Changshou was silent for a moment, "Do you think it will be so easy for you to escape?"

"How will you know if you don't try? I definitely don't want to stay here anyway."

"Me too."

"The big deal is, we have to fight them."

"...."

Li Changshou was helpless and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that they were determined, he knew that it would be useless to say anything more.

Then he closed his eyes and said, "I won't run away."

"You really don't want to run away?"

Li Changshou simply stopped talking.

"Then we don't care about you."

Suddenly, the man turned back again.

"I'm warning you, don't tip off other people, otherwise you will reap the consequences."

Li Changshou still didn't reply.

Several people left the room quietly.

Li Changshou sighed silently, and then he noticed a fat-looking Fatty sitting on the shop next to him.

He has a round face and a very rare appearance.

They were the only two people left in the house now.

"Why don't you leave?"

Fatty heard the sound and raised his head.

"I...I'm...scared..."

The next day, early morning.

As the bell rang, everyone was dressed up and ready to start the day's work without any hesitation.

However, to their surprise, the senior brother at the door asked them to gather outside.

Everyone stood in the courtyard, wondering.

Li Changshou saw that several disciples who were trying to escape last night were captured.

The disciple in green robe said coldly: "These people tried to escape last night, but now they have been captured.

You are new here. I will teach you a rule today. When you get here, don't try to sneak out.

otherwise...."

"ah!!"

One disciple's hand was pinned to the ground, while another man was hitting that hand hard with a hammer.

The disciple who was beaten fainted and then stopped.

Then he aimed at another disciple, this time hitting the kneecap.

Screams came one after another.

The methods these people use to torture people are also endless.

Someone used a red-hot iron rod to stab the fleeing man through both sides of his face...

Facing this horrific scene, most people seemed to have become accustomed to it, and their expressions were numb.

And the new disciples who have just been added are shaking like chaff.

The dream of seeking immortality turned into nothing in an instant.

After torturing the few people who escaped, an old man wearing a purple Taoist robe walked over with his hands behind his back and his waist hunched over.

As you go, blame the inner discipline.

"Oh, look at what you have done to others. No matter how wrong you are, you don't have to deal with such a heavy hand."

The old Taoist priest looked at the nearly fainting disciples with a distressed face.

"Okay, get up quickly and let someone put some medicine on you."

The old Taoist priest pretended to comfort the beaten people, looked at the crowd and said again.

“When you get here, stay well.

I will not treat you badly, Pindao. As long as you work hard, you will ascend to immortality along with Pindao.

Amitābha~”

As he spoke, he recited the Buddha's name.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

"My Buddha bless you."

"..."

Li Changshou muttered in his heart, this is all a mess.

The veteran's hand patted a new disciple on the head, and then patted them one by one.

It was Little Fatty's turn next to Li Changshou.

Little Fatty was shaking terribly.

As if sensing his fear, the old Taoist priest grinned.

"Don't be afraid."

It's okay if he doesn't smile, but when he smiles, little Fatty almost bursts into tears.

This old Taoist priest didn't have many good teeth in his mouth, and his whole body exuded a putrid smell.

"Um?"

The old Taoist priest raised his eyebrows and stared directly at Li Changshou.

Then he looked him up and down with an incredulous look.

Then he got even closer, as if he could kiss Li Changshou from such a distance.

Li Changshou observed this crazy old Taoist closely.

The left eye was completely covered by a large sarcoma. The skin all over the body looked like a piece of rotten meat, and half of the cheek was slowly moving.

Square nose, horseshoe shaped mouth.

The old Taoist moved his nose up and down, smelling the scent of Li Changshou.

His hand moved across Li Changshou's chest, with a look of obsession on his face, as if he was admiring a work of art.

"Okay...Okay...Okay!!"

"Perfect!! Perfect body."

He pressed Li Changshou's cheeks with both hands and said, "It is a piece of material that can become an immortal. From now on, stop doing odd jobs in the Outer Sect and come to the Inner Sect to be a direct disciple of a poor Taoist."

As soon as these words came out, several inner disciples looked at Li Changshou in surprise.

Personal disciple! ?

Master has only three direct disciples in total, and their status is outstanding.

He is the one who has the most hope of becoming an immortal together with the Master, and now this new Outer Sect disciple is so virtuous and capable, he has become the Master’s direct disciple! !

Li Changshou did not expect that he would be promoted so quickly. Facing this ugly guy, a foul smell lingered in his nose.

He showed no signs of discomfort.

On the battlefield, he had seen guys uglier than this.

I have also smelled smells several times worse than this.

He bowed and saluted, "Disciple, meet Master!"