assistirfilmes #274 - Don't say such depressing words, White Snake will bless us!
#274 - Don't say such depressing words, White Snake will bless us!
Little Black King?
Believe it or not, my Big Black can crush you to death with one foot!
Xu Chengxian glanced at the guy, frowning inwardly.
Black Flood Dragon Stronghold, wasn't that the place he was planning to target?
Good heavens, they're delivering themselves to his doorstep?
Judging by the looks of it, there must be dozens of bandits, no need to ask, they've come out in full force.
Is the old nest empty now?
Immediately, he had an idea and sent a telepathic message to Great Sage and Little Sage, asking them to raid the other party's home.
At this moment, Master Zhang approached and said, "Immortal Master, I sent people to inquire, and it is said that there really are demons in the Black Flood Dragon Stronghold."
In the past, it was just a rumor, but now it seems to be confirmed.
"I know what I'm doing." Xu Chengxian glanced at him and saw that the incense in his hand had already burned out.
No wonder he regained his senses.
However, the incense of the others basically had about an inch left.
The burning of incense is related to the power of faith and will of the believers.
If it burns faster than normal, it can be determined that there is a heart of offering.
Master Zhang's willpower is much stronger than others, which also shows his respect for 'White Madam' and his firm belief.
This is probably because he personally witnessed the White family's demons displaying their supernatural powers.
...
"Big Brother, should we retreat?"
At this time, among the bandits of the Black Flood Dragon Stronghold, someone was already considering retreating.
It's not that he's timid.
It's just that the scene in front of them is a bit scary.
Thousands of people, men, women, old and young.
All with their eyes closed and heads bowed, holding three incense sticks, praying quietly with pious expressions.
Not a single person made a sound.
It wasn't grand, but it was extremely shocking.
They shouted and yelled, but no one paid any attention to them.
The young Daoist at the head asked who they were, but after hearing the name of their Big Brother, he didn't seem surprised at all, let alone panicked.
"Big Brother, even if he doesn't know your prestige, the old man Song and the old dog of the Zhang residence will tell him." The person who wanted to persuade the Black Flood Dragon Stronghold leader, Little Black King, to retreat said, "But he is so calm, there must be a reason!"
Looking at these people again.
They held incense sticks, reverently raised above their heads, each wisp of green smoke carrying endless prayers and reverence.
The clouds were dyed with crimson and golden colors.
In the eyes of these bandits, the rising green smoke seemed to intertwine with the brilliant clouds on the horizon, forming a picturesque and fairy-like scene.
Now, many of the mountain bandits, who were just excited and ready to slaughter, burn, and loot, hesitated.
"What are you afraid of!"
Little Black King suddenly roared, "Brothers, does that Zhang residence have grain!"
As soon as he said that, of course, there were people who echoed him.
"Not only is there grain, but there must be a lot of gold and silver! Otherwise, would they be willing to build a new temple?"
"I heard that these farmers eat their fill every meal, and can even eat meat every few days!"
"Is there any justice in these people eating meat? It's a waste of good things!"
"When did those who dig in the soil deserve to eat their fill? And they even eat meat! The Zhang family is so rich, they should let our brothers spend it!"
The bandits clamored, and their eyes, which had been slightly relieved of greed, turned red again.
Money, grain, and women!
Kill people, rob!
Even if they can't rob anything, there will be no shortage of two-legged sheep to eat in the next few days.
If they offer some blood food to the Black Flood Dragon God in the back mountain, they might get a blessing!
"Big Brother, let's do it?"
"Let's have a good time killing!"
"Big Brother, don't be afraid even if they have a lot of people, rush over and kill them, dare they block us?"
"But what if they have the protection of a god?"
"Protect what? If they really have a god, why would they be at peace here?"
"That's right! We have the Flood Dragon God to protect us, slaughtering in all directions, eating meat and drinking wine,"
"They have a god to protect them, but they do nothing, raising the old and weak here to build a temple? Such useless people deserve to be slaughtered by us!"
"The one they worship seems to be some White Madam? A woman? Haha! I don't know if she's beau... uh!"
The person who spoke had a lewd look on his face, and it was obvious that he was not going to say anything good, but suddenly his face changed, and he touched his throat with both hands.
A trace of blood appeared there.
Then.
*Thump!*
His head fell to the ground.
Countless blood gushed out of his chest.
*Thump--!*
The corpse fell to the ground.
"Noisy!"
A soft rebuke came.
Looking up, the young Daoist on the high platform frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face.
On that horsetail whisk, among the snow-white strands, there was a strand of silk, dyed a little red.
It was blood.
All the bandits were immediately silent, like ducks strangled by the neck.
"You bunch of sons of bitches!"
Little Black King turned around and roared angrily, "The people who came have all taught you not to mention things you shouldn't mention!"
The bandits looked at each other, no one dared to say anything more.
"Come on, drag the body down!"
"Yes!"
Little Black King turned his head back and looked at the front of the main hall.
Looking at Xu Chengxian, he also had the intention of retreating.
The above asked him to test the other party's origin and depth of strength.
And the truth of the rumors about the Song Family Village exorcising demons.
But as soon as they met, one of his men was killed.
The other party's face did not change.
This is not good!
But if he left without testing anything, the above would definitely be dissatisfied.
Then he thought that cultivators have many restrictions and cannot personally interfere in mortal affairs, and his heart settled down.
"It was Lai Jier's dirty mouth that insulted the existence they worshiped, which caused the disaster. I just need to be careful, and nothing will happen."
His eyes flashed fiercely, thinking about how to get news from the people of Song Family Village.
...
"Oh my!"
"Are these bandits?"
"Where did the bandits come from?"
At this time, many of the people holding incense had burned out their incense.
After regaining their senses, they found that there were many fierce-looking bandits behind them, and they couldn't help but be startled.
Then, they saw the blood on the ground.
"Someone died?"
"Who killed them?"
"Could it be the Immortal Master?"
Everyone was surprised again.
Then, their hearts were in chaos.
"Don't panic!"
"The Immortal Master is a good person!"
"White Madam is protecting us!"
"These sons of bitches must want to rob us of our grain!"
"Good riddance! Good riddance!"
When people are full, they are more likely to be courageous.
Especially when facing enemies who want them to continue to starve.
Especially in the other villages, many people have lived such long lives that the days they can eat their fill may not add up to more than half a month.
What is called forty without confusion, fifty knowing the destiny of heaven?
You have to work hard to do farm work, and you can't eat enough. When you live to forty, you want to understand that you don't want to live anymore. When you live to fifty, you think about how you haven't died every day.
This time, when the disaster struck, the elders in the family secretly went to the mountains to wait for death.
When Song Family Village spread the news that building a temple for White Madam would provide food, many families cried and went to the mountains to find them.
Then they cried and came back.
When they suddenly thought that these were bandits, and their purpose was nothing more than looting, burning, and killing, the people directly turned from panic to anger.
What's there to be afraid of death?
It's not like they haven't seen dead people.
It would be better if these thieves who wanted to rob them of their grain were all dead.
Some people were afraid that Xu Chengxian would kill people easily, and whether the White Madam he was protecting would...
Then they were beaten and glared at angrily.
White Madam is a snake immortal, this is not a secret.
At this point, let alone White Madam is a snake immortal, and there is even a Xuanmen Orthodox Immortal Master serving her.
Even if she is a demon or monster... that's impossible!
At most, she is a god with a bad temper!
A bad temper? That's a good thing! A bad temper means she is not easy to mess with, and those who are not easy to mess with protect their own. If they follow her, their lives will be more promising!
Confrontation.
The bandits were persuaded by their leader, Little Black King, and clamored again.
As long as they don't mention the existence worshiped by the Daoist, they can kill everyone here, and the other party can't do anything?
Then what's there to be afraid of!
Frightening and scolding these believers in front of this fierce Daoist is no different from pulling shit on the cultivator's neck!
There is a kind of refreshing feeling of courting death in fear!
They just like this kind of pleasure of walking on the edge of life and death!
Not only were they shouting and cursing, but they were also waving the weapons in their hands and approaching.
Originally, they were less than ten feet apart, but in a short while, they were only four or five feet away.
As long as they charge.
They can kill the people on the opposite side!
And the Daoist on the stage really didn't do anything again!
Haha!
...
"Girl, get out of the way, this old woman is going to the front!"
Faced with the approaching bandits, the believers had no choice but to gather forward.
But there was no place in front, and the main hall could not accommodate so many people.
Immortal Master Xu, did not move.
The bandits, were approaching.
They also blocked the way.
"Girl, come here, let this old woman pass." At the back of the crowd, on the side facing the bandits, an old woman with white hair pulled a granddaughter behind her and pushed her behind her.
"Mom, those are fierce people, what are you going out for?" The son behind them quickly came to pull her, "If he pushes you, you won't be able to live!"
"What are you afraid of? White Madam will bless us! Although this old bone of mine is old, I can still block a knife for you!" The old woman roared, not letting him come over, "Don't delay, don't delay our Madam's conferment of the divine throne!"
It's not that she was afraid of delaying White Madam's conferment.
She was afraid that the bandits would rush over and kill her descendants first!
"Old sister, give me a hand, I'll go with you." An old man with a hunched back staggered over, "Haha! Living these few days, eating these few mouthfuls of mortal grain, is already a profit!"
"Don't say such depressing words, White Madam will bless us!"
"That's right, that's right, White Madam will bless us!"
"White Madam is merciful, she will definitely bless us～"