Chapter Nine, Demons and Monsters [3]

However, if he could walk out now, the first thing he would do is not to dress up or groom himself; the noises coming from his stomach are almost louder than his voice

Xiao Xia did not know how to respond, and indeed he had nothing to eat anymore. However, the attention of the man from Yunzhou did not remain on him; his yellow eyes brightened as he spotted a girl in white on the ground not far away, and then the man from Yunzhou smiled, smiling very happily

"Why should the great hero Li argue with such unknown juniors?" Indeed, over there, Hu Qian spoke up

The movements of the great Han from Yunzhou were truly too swift, leaving the others almost no time to react. The enraged monk, still gravely injured, had not yet risen, and Xia could only gape in shock, unable to even voice a stop. Meanwhile, the white-clad young girl caught in the giant hands of the Han remained with her eyes tightly shut, showing no signs of reaction, still sleeping so soundly and sweetly, as if the enormous mouth about to snap down on her had nothing to do with her at all

Since the monk Mienu suppressed the demon soul for him and set him on his path, dying at the hands of others has become the destined outcome for this man from Yunzhou, leaving only a matter of time and the question of whose hands he will fall into. According to Hu Qian, this was originally a hidden move arranged by the monk Mienu to deal with them, but due to Xiao Xia's actions, this move has been delayed until now, and it has instead become a move that the monk Mienu himself must face. This is especially true now that this move is directed at the white-clad girl on the ground. According to Hu Qian, this was originally a hidden move arranged by the monk Mienu to deal with them, but due to Xiao Xia's actions, this move has been delayed until now, and it has instead become a move that the monk Mienu himself must face. This is especially true now that this move is directed at the white-clad girl on the ground.

The three onlookers were completely stunned. This man from Yunzhou was originally just someone with a rough understanding of martial arts; although he appeared to possess some brute strength, overall he was similar to the ordinary thugs of the Luoshui Gang. The two demon souls he had were merely of medium quality, and a single incantation from Master Mie Nu could easily overwhelm them. However, now, having fused the two demon souls, he was able to swat Master Mie Nu away with a single grasp

Li Yutang took it in one hand, tossed it into his mouth, chewed a few times, and swallowed. He then cupped his hands towards Hu Qian and said: "Indeed, Hu Xiangzhu is generous and magnanimous, truly a woman who does not fall short of men. After we go out today, I will certainly promote this among my fellow practitioners in the Jianghu."

The direction is not wrong! Could it be that this demon formation has truly come to a halt! Then why are we not setting off quickly, what are we waiting for?" Li Yutang's voice trembled with excitement. This hero from Qingzhou, having been trapped for several days, appeared to have completely lost the demeanor and appearance expected of a hero. His fine silk outfit was stained with blood and wrinkled, his beard unkempt, and his pair of sword-like eyebrows had become two unkempt broomsticks due to neglect.

A rustling sound was heard, and in the distance, a tall and robust figure rose from the ground beneath the shade of a tree, stretching lazily. Compared to the tense demeanor of the several individuals around, this stretch was utterly relaxed and casual.

Amitabha... The furious monk clasped his hands together, bowing his head in reverence to the demon that had just been struck down. However, before his chant could finish, it was drowned out by a tremendous roar.

Even though this face is already covered with thick hair and the features have become distorted, resembling a beast such as an ape or a wolf, Xiaoxiao can still discern that this smile is indeed sincere and joyful. It is the smile of someone who has just woken up in the morning, stretched lazily to dispel sleepiness, invigorated their spirit, felt a bit hungry, and then immediately saw a steaming plate of meat buns. With this smile, the man from Yunzhou licked his lips, bypassed Xiaoxiao, and walked straight towards the girl in white.

Oh? The furious monk suddenly raised his head, and for the first time, a look of surprise appeared on his face, suppressing his anger. Before this look of surprise could fade, his hands, which had just been clasped together, were barely withdrawn when the massive figure of the man from Yunzhou flew back at a speed ten times faster than before.

There is none left. I just finished the last half block." Xiao Xia said with an expression of indifference. It was not that she thought the murderous aura on Li Daxia's face was feigned; it was clearly the hunger in his belly that had brewed this murderous intent, which could not be faked. She simply knew that neither Hu Qian nor Master Mie Nu would allow him to take action at this moment

With just one step, the monk of wrath moved from ten zhang away to stand before the great Han of Yunzhou, clasping his hands together: "Amitabha, Master Huang, please hold on. It seems that your true nature has been completely overshadowed by the possessed demon spirit. This humble monk has clearly given you a chance, but your will is weak, and you cannot maintain the clarity of your mind. Now, you have completely fallen into the path of beasts."

The reason why the guardian Vajra of the Pure Land Zen Temple can make a name for itself in the martial world is naturally not due to Buddhist teachings, but rather to its fists. The force, momentum, and power of this palm strike are such that even if Hu, the guardian of the Luoshui Gang, were still alive and could witness it, he would have to concede defeat. With a dull thud, the towering figure of the man from Yunzhou, who was even taller than the furious monk, was sent flying backward, soaring several zhang before tumbling to the ground.

Perhaps understanding that the monk intended to prevent him from eating, the man from Yunzhou decided to eat first and discuss later

Hu Qian took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a pill, tossing it over: "I also have my secret military pills from the Divine Machine Hall here. While they cannot satisfy hunger, they can provide a boost of strength and spirit. If the esteemed hero Li does not mind, you may take one."

On the grass, the prepared monk for calming anger was already sitting cross-legged with closed eyes. Surrounding him were Hu Qian, Li Yutang, and Xiao Xia, while the girl in white was also moved to a nearby location.

Xiaoxia sighed and stepped back into the distance. This scene was ultimately unavoidable; as for the seemingly slumbering girl in white, he was not concerned, nor was it his place to worry.

This statement reminded Li Yutang that such actions indeed tarnished his identity as a hero, and he could only grunt in response, saying: "It is just that this young person has been behaving atrociously along the way, which is truly detestable. For now, we can work together in the same boat, but if I were to encounter such a petty person like you committing evil deeds in the Jianghu of Qingzhou in the future, I will certainly not spare you!"

The monk Mianru clasped his hands in front of his chest, softly reciting a passage of scripture before suddenly opening his eyes. In a moment of daze, it seemed as if an image of Guanyin flashed briefly in his gaze, and those eyes, filled with fury, were also coated with a faint golden light.

The one roaring was a giant from Yunzhou, who had just rolled up from the ground. His mouth was stretched wide open, splitting all the way to his ears, and the crimson within seemed as if he had just chewed up ten people, glaringly vivid. His face, resembling that of a wolf, was now filled with a rage even more intense than that of the furious monk, with a pair of yellow pupils reflecting a mad hostility and anger directed at the monk who had just sent him flying.

"I, the Buddha, am compassionate. Originally, I should have brought you, Master Huang, back to the Pure Land Zen Monastery and sealed you within the Stupa of the Ten Directions to suppress you. However, I am at my wit's end, and now the only plan left is to assist you in achieving liberation as soon as possible, to spare you from the endless suffering of being a beast." After these words, which were no different from what was expected, the furious monk struck the chest of the man from Yunzhou with a palm, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind.

"I am hungry, let's eat." The robust man from Yunzhou mumbled to Xiaoxia in a vague voice

That was Yunzhou Dahan, who had eaten his fill. He was undoubtedly the one who had the most comfortable and restful sleep last night. Now, he appeared full of energy, radiant, with even the newly grown hair on his face and arms standing out, shiny and dark. He scratched his head with a hand almost as large as a dustpan, and his dagger-like nails swept out a flurry of dandruff from his messy hair. He smiled at the little Xia who was looking at him, his mouth stretching all the way to his ears.

At the moment when the Fury was about to strike, the man from Yunzhou suddenly jumped back with a movement that was incongruous with his massive frame, baring his large canine teeth and emitting a low rumbling sound from his throat. He likely could no longer understand what the Fury Monk was saying, but it seemed he was quite clear about what the Fury Monk intended to do

A faint line of white emerges at the horizon, signaling the arrival of morning

"Young man with the surname Xia, don't you still have quite a bit of provisions there? Sell me two pieces, and I will give you ten taels of silver, enough for you to dine at the best tavern in Luoshui City for a month"

Xiao Xia suddenly felt that being foolish can sometimes be a rare blessing. For example, this hero from Qingzhou, at least he does not, and is incapable of thinking too much, which in turn leads to fewer worries.

Li Yutang held a full tael of fine silver in his hand, his face seemingly filled with disdain, yet the hunger in his eyes burned so fiercely it seemed it could ignite.

This wretched beast... it is impossible to discern whether the expression on Master Mianru's face is one of great anger or great shock. A deep claw mark runs from his chest to his neck, with the flesh raised high, and blood gushing out like a spring. This claw mark is evidently deeper and more severe than all the wounds left on him by the white-clad girl combined.

Upon hearing this, Li Yutang's tense face immediately slackened, but then it quickly rearranged itself in a manner brimming with murderous intent as he roared: "Nonsense! Just yesterday, you had so much to give to those barbarian men from Yunzhou... How is it that today, when I come to buy from you, there is none left? Do you dare to mock me?"

He walked over in a swaying manner, and his current walking posture exhibited a kind of undulation that only animals possess. However, the frenzy that once spread across his face had vanished, and the bloodshot veins in his eyes had disappeared. Yet, the color of his eyes seemed somewhat peculiar. At this moment, he appeared to be the calmest among everyone, if he could still be considered a human.

The giant Han from Yunzhou rubbed his chest. The blow from the monk Mie Nu seemed to have made him quite uncomfortable, and the three claws on his hand had also been broken against Mie Nu's body. He looked at the monk Mie Nu, who was lying under the tree in the distance, and seemed to hesitate for a moment. In the end, he merely let out a low growl, bared his white teeth at him, and did not pursue further. Instead, he turned and leaped to the side of the girl in white, using his massive claw to scoop her up from the ground, and opened his mouth to bite down on the girl's neck.

The three onlookers nearby could barely see the figure of the Great Han of Yunzhou flash before it reappeared in its original position, with its enormous claws raised high. Meanwhile, the monk Mie Nu, who had been standing there in prayer, was already sent flying, coming to a stop only after crashing into a tree behind him

"There is none left," Xiao Xia said, spreading his hands. If it weren't for the fact that he was truly not in the mood at the moment, he would have laughed at the appearance of this hero from Qingzhou.

Rising to his feet, the furious monk surveyed his surroundings before focusing on the direction that was gradually brightening. Pointing towards it, he said: "Indeed, there is no mistake; the true fire of the sun is gradually rising from that direction. This is something that no demonic art or formation can alter. That place is indeed the East."