Chapter 8 Demons Attack the Village

Qingzhou is mostly hilly with few plains. Except for a few large cities built on the few plains, the other numerous small towns and villages are built on the mountains.

Banpo Village.

It is a village built on a hillside with only about 300 households and more than 2,000 people.

The usually bustling village is exceptionally deserted at this time. Every family stays indoors, and the children playing and fighting in the past are nowhere to be seen. The farmland outside the village is also unattended.

White cloth was still hung on the doors of dozens of villagers' homes, and faint sobbing sounds could be heard from inside the houses.

Dozens of villagers held funerals together, leaving the village shrouded in a strange and terrifying atmosphere.

"Village Chief! Let's run away! If we don't leave now, we will all die!"

Villager Liu Daniu had a look of fear on his face and his voice was a little trembling as he continued to persuade the old man in front of him.

"The government must have given up on us. We said we would go get reinforcements, but it's been five days and they still haven't returned!"

"The situation is getting worse and worse. At first, only Old Man Liu was killed. On the second day, three people were killed. On the third day, six people were killed! Forty-three people have died tragically in just seven days! If this continues, everyone in Banpo Village will die!"

Having said that, Liu Daniu collapsed to the ground with a miserable look on his face. His third son was also killed last night.

The men around also had gloomy faces. The murderer came and went without a trace. They had been keeping watch all night for days but had not seen any trace of him, yet people were still being killed one after another.

Moreover, the deceased had died in a very tragic manner, with all the blood in his body sucked out, leaving him in a corpse-like state! The constable from the yamen came over to take a look, his face changed drastically, and he shouted that there was a demon, and then left in a hurry, and now he has not returned.

The old village chief looked grim, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even sleep these days.

It's easy to say, escape? Where to escape? Our ancestors have lived here for generations, reclaiming wasteland and multiplying. More than 2,000 people, most of them are women, children, the elderly and the young! If we abandon the village with our families, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to survive outside.

What really worried him was that this evildoer seemed to have already set his sights on them, and there was no way to escape!

The village chief was caught in a dilemma for a moment. There were more than 2,000 lives at stake. If he made a mistake, how could he face his ancestors?

After much hesitation, he finally made a decision and said to the people in the room: "Liu San! Go to the government office in town right now and ask them to send someone over! Also, post this notice at the city gate, seeking talented people. If you can get rid of the monster, we in Banpo Village will reward you handsomely!"

"Yes, the village chief. I'll be there right away!"

A thin man took the notice and ran out quickly. Time is life now. If he could be faster, perhaps fewer people would die. No one knows whether his family will be the next one.

"Liu Neng, gather all the adult men and divide them into two teams to take turns on night duty! Also, go collect grease to make torches to light up the entire village at night!"

After Liu Neng received the order and ran out, he slowly walked to the door, looked at the gloomy sky, and sighed.

"Three days, hold on for another three days. If we can't solve it, we'll move away!"

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"Junior brother, among the thirteen southern states, why do we have to come to Qingzhou?"

Liu Yiyi and Bai Jiange, dressed in white, rode dragon-scale horses side by side.

This dragon-scale horse is covered with fine scales and is said to have a trace of dragon blood, which is worth a fortune. It can travel thousands of miles a day and eat more than ten pounds of raw meat a day. Most people cannot afford to raise it.

Unfortunately, Qingzhou is full of hills, and the dragon-scale horse is still an ordinary animal, so it cannot walk on flat ground.

Both of them are at the Yuantai realm, and they cannot afford the luxury of flying with swords to travel long distances.

If you encounter monsters and have exhausted your true energy, won't you just be slaughtered? So you can only use the dragon scale horse to travel. The dragon scale horse can hardly play its speed advantage in the terrain of Qingzhou, so Liu Yiyi asked this question.

Bai Jiange smiled upon hearing this and said, "Don't worry, Senior Sister. The demons are hard to find. It would be a waste of effort even if we go looking for them ourselves. It would be better for us to travel around and wait for the flying sword from the sect to deliver the message!"

"As long as we are closest to the demon, the flying sword will naturally deliver the letter to us."

Having said this, Bai Jiange paused, looked towards the south and said:

"Junior brother, you do have some selfish motives. Yunzhou is to the south of Qingzhou, and your home is in Yunzhou City. After this matter is settled, are you willing to visit my Bai family?"

As he spoke, Bai Jiange's eyes showed a trace of reminiscence. He hadn't been back for three or four years. He wondered if his mother was doing well? How was his elder sister doing in the palace? How much taller had his younger brother grown?

"Okay! Then I'll stay for a few more days. It's too boring inside the sect. It's more fun outside!"

Liu Yiyi's eyes lit up, and then she smiled happily. She grew up in the sect, and had gone down the mountain only a few times, and each time she only stayed for a few days.

Just as the two continued to chat, a white light as fast as lightning suddenly appeared in the distant sky and rushed straight towards the two of them.

When Bai Jiange saw the white light, his expression changed. Speak of the devil and he will appear.

Then he made a sword gesture with his hands, and a sword-shaped white light directly penetrated into his mind.

"Eighty miles southeast, Banpo Village, Luoxia Town. Let's go, Senior Sister, we have found traces of the demon!"

“Gee!” “Gee!”

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When the two arrived at Luoxia Town, they happened to see Liu San, who was preparing to return to the village with a dozen martial artists.

There was a group of people watching the fun around, and Bai Jiange heard everything clearly just by listening.

After figuring out what was going on, the two of them didn't rush to contact Liu San, but went to the inn in the town to deposit the dragon-scale horse first. This horse is really too eye-catching. Without knowing the actual situation of the demon, it is better not to alert the snake! Liu San was very excited. He didn't expect that this trip would be so smooth and he found more than a dozen heroes! These people can split the stone with a single stroke, which makes Liu San, who has never seen the world, admire him.

Liu San felt that he would definitely be able to kill the murderer this time and avenge dozens of villagers! These thirteen martial artists were also very confident. He was just a martial artist who practiced the evil blood-sucking skill. Ten of them had perfected their physical training and three were masters of the true qi realm. It was a sure thing for them to kill this man and take away his martial arts secrets.

Bai Jiange and the other two were hanging far behind, and they didn't plan to show up before they saw the demons. Demons and ghosts were insidious and cunning, and they might just run away when they saw the monks appear, and it would be difficult to find them then.

For sword practice, the key is to kill with one strike, leaving no room for any chance.

Soon, a group of people arrived at Banpo Village. The villagers slaughtered chickens and sheep and warmly entertained these heroes.

Bai Jiange and the other man did not enter the village. Instead, they used the secret technique of concealing their energy and hid on a big tree outside the village, thus having a panoramic view of the small village below.

As night fell and the welcoming banquet ended, the whole village soon fell into silence again, with every household closing their doors.

The strong young men lit the huge grease torches one by one, and the whole village was illuminated.

Thirteen martial arts heroes sat cross-legged in the small square in the center of the village, with torches all around the square.

The villagers who were patrolling around with nervous expressions and the warriors who were listening attentively with bated breath, heard no other sounds except the crackling sound of the grease torches burning.

Bai Jiange on the tree took in the whole scene. He held the hilt of the Yudu sword in his right hand. In the sea of ​​qi in his dantian, the sword-shaped embryo moved back and forth like a small fish, ready to launch a terrifying attack at any time.

The unarmed villagers, the confident warriors, the demons waiting for an opportunity, and the swordsman holding a long sword form a strange picture.

As time passed, the atmosphere gradually became anxious and weird.

Just when everyone's spirits were stretched to the limit.

A strange black mist floated in along the shadows on the ground and went directly towards the warriors in the square.

Bai Jiange's eyes lit up, finally here!

(End of this chapter)