Chapter 285:

When Xuan Chengzi was immersed in a dilemma and was unable to extricate himself, Lin Nianci had woke up wandering.
"Master, where is this? Where is Fangallo?" She looked at the scenery outside the window and touched the bone dragon curse on the back of her hand.
Xuan Chengzi looked at her coldly and did not answer. Now he simply didn't know what attitude to face this person. In terms of handling crimes, he should have killed her, but sadly, he couldn't do it at all.
"I lost my training, what about you?" He asked, lowering his voice.
Nowadays, they are sitting in an old village bus, surrounded by passengers, and it is very inconvenient to talk.
Lin Nianci turned Dantian subconsciously, and then shook her head pale: "I have no spiritual power anymore." She looked at her arm with black lines and trembling: "Is it because of the dragon's curse?"
Xuan Chengzi couldn't figure out the situation, but it didn't prevent him from feeling the inner tear when he saw these terrible black lines. How much he hoped that Van Gaal's trial was just a nightmare, but the reality told him that everything happened.
He nurtured the child he grew up with, and eventually became a deceitful devil; while the wicked he had always hated, he wholeheartedly guarded the land.
Xuan Chengzi closed his eyes and finally made up his mind: "When the car enters the town, I will take you to surrender." He couldn't bear to hurt her, but the law of the country always sanctioned her.
"Master, where did this car go?" Lin Nianci digressed naturally. This is the way she communicates best-avoidance.
Xuan Chengzi frowned, revealing a stern look, but Lin Nianci covered her chest and moaned weakly: "Master, I'm so hurt."
Xuan Chengzi's ear twitched slightly, seeming to move, but his eyes closed helplessly.
The child knows how to disturb his emotions because she knows that she is Master's only weakness. But this weakness is now rotten in his body, and will one day drag him into ...
How to remove this soft spot? Xuan Chengzi fell into the most difficult and painful decision in his life.
Lin Nianci poked the shoulders of the front passengers and asked in a low voice, "Where is this car?"
The man was very upset. When he turned back to see such a beautiful face, his tone immediately softened several times: "This is the car to Xiaotang Town, don't you know the beauty? Are you in the wrong car?"
"No, we just got into a car and said to go and go." Lin Nianci waved his hand with a smile, but he thought about it.
There is no way in the world to kill this body that combines the spirit of heaven and earth and the dragon vein of the national games. Van Gogh must have taken her no way to release her. But the question is, will he really watch her escape? The destination of this car is Xiaotang Town. What is special about Xiaotang Town?
Is there any trap that Van Gogh has laid out there?
Even if it is a trap, this body will not blow up, burn, or stab. Even if you cut off your head, you will be able to grow one more intact. What can he do with me? Although thinking in this way, Lin Nianci clenched his arms, feeling cold all over his body.
In fact, death is not the most painful, life is better than death, and Van Gogh is exactly the best at torturing a person by means of life.
Lin Nianci, who had a deep understanding of this, was afraid. In fact, as early as two hundred years ago, when Van Gogh entered the gates of the Tianshui School for the first time and stood in front of her as a spirit son, she was scared.
There is a mysterious induction between the spirit and the spirit. The stronger side always exudes a kind of pressure, and the five-year-old Van Galo can't control this pressure well.
He didn't know that when he walked into Sanqing Hall and looked up at the elder sister, Lin Nianci, who looked down at him, felt that he was not facing a young child, but a high mountain.
This high mountain will one day crush me to death-Lin Nianci at that time inexplicably produced such a thought, and then left a ray of demon.
Memories about Van Gogh are always dark and frightening. Lin Nianci covered her chest and dared not think again.
It was at this time that the bus came to a sudden stop and stopped on the side of the road, and then the driver ’s curse was easily heard, "He and his grandma are making trouble in Xianghuo Village!"
"What's wrong? Tolls?" Several passengers stood and looked around.
"Yeah, hurry up and don't quarrel with them." The driver began to turn over his wallet.
The rest of the passengers also took the change in their hands.
Xuan Chengzi and Lin Nianci didn't understand the situation yet. A strong man with a strong body forced the door to pry with an iron rod, climbed up, and said with a mouthful: "Ten yuan per person, hurry up and pay!"
"How did it become ten yuan? Wasn't it five yuan last time?" Some people protested.
"You don't have to pay to get out of the car and go on your own, what's that voluminous?" The strong man slammed the iron rod against the backrest of the chair near the passenger's head.
The man immediately handed out ten dollars, and the rest dared not say anything more. Not only did the person in the car pay the money, the driver counted the number of heads, and he also gave a sum of money, which is called the operating fee, but in fact, what is the difference between this and the road robbery?
Everyone dared not to speak, but Xuan Chengzi said with a cold face: "I have no money."
Lin Nianci held Master's arms tight and leaned on him, looking timid.
Seeing her face, the strong man's eyes were bright, but he didn't show it on the face. He just grinned and said: "If you don't have money, you can get off and walk, dare to cross in front of Lao Tzu, how old are you?" Reach out to catch someone.
Although Xuan Chengzi lost his cultivation practice, he was a real martial arts master, and his strength was much greater than that of ordinary people. Do not say that a strong man, even if there are twenty more, he can deal with one hand.
But something strange happened, when he backhanded to tighten the strong man's arm, the other party easily restrained him, and then pinched his neck, tucked his head out of the window, and kicked him on the back. .
Lin Nianci exclaimed when she saw Master throwing the car window out of the way.
Facing her, the strong man was very gentle, pinched her arm, pulled her down the aisle, and waved his hand to let the driver move on.
The driver drove away quickly, but the rest of the passengers kept looking back and sighed, "It's a pity such a good girl."
"It fell into the hands of the group of people in Xianghuo Village, and I am afraid that they will be destroyed in a lifetime."
"I heard that the government is cracking down on evil, when will the village of incense be taken away?"
"I can't do it. The police and the armed police jointly dispatched and fired. I was shocked that I couldn't rush into Xianghuo Village. The people there are very evil, very powerful, and they can't kill them if they can't shoot.
"real or fake?"
"I heard people say that I never dare to go to Xianghu Village anyway."
"Me too, the outsiders who have been to Xianghuo Village are missing, but the police can't even enter the village entrance."
The driver pointed to an asphalt road on the opposite hill and hummed: "When the new road is repaired, I will never drive the car on this road again."
"That is, to scrap this road is to scrap the incense village and let them die."
The hatred of these passengers for Xianghuo Village was beyond common sense, but it was a pity that Lin Nianci and Xuan Chengzi, who were left behind, could no longer hear.
Xuan Chengzi fell out of the car window and fell into a dog to eat shit, but it didn't hurt much, even though his self-esteem was a little hurt, and his heart was very surprised. He finally realized that the strength of this strong man was far beyond the level of normal people, enough to describe it as powerful as a cow. No wonder he would stop the road robbery, it turned out to be relying on.
Thinking of this, Xuan Chengzi had to put away his inner arrogance and arrogance, and began to face this ordinary person with a cautious attitude.
He quickly got up, pulled Lin Nianci behind him, staring at the key points of the strong man, thinking about the clever way.
But the strong man just looked at them with a smile, turned around and walked away, striding very fast, and disappeared after a while.
Lin Nianci held Master ’s arms tight and asked in a low voice, "What shall we do now?"
Xuan Chengzi saw that the sun had set, and the sky would soon be dark. He pointed to the direction of the bus leaving and said, "Let's go for a while." .
After becoming a completely ordinary person, Xuan Chengzi's mood could not help becoming anxious.
Lin Nianci promised promisedly and walked beside Master step by step, occasionally holding up Master's arm and shouting carefully. From the appearance and behavior alone, no one would think that she had committed so many heinous crimes. How did she do it without guilt?
Xuan Chengzi glanced at her, feeling extremely complicated.
The sky soon became dark, and the temperature on the mountain dropped to a few degrees below zero. The two without thick clothes gradually felt an unbearable cold. This cold, they had experienced when they were young and weak, but gradually forgotten in the cultivation of cultivation.
They thought they were a different kind of living body from ordinary people, but they finally realized that the so-called "different" is just an illusion.
"Master, I'm so cold, so tired, so hungry." After living for more than two hundred years, this was Lin Nianci's first taste of hunger, cold, and exhaustion.
"There are lights in front." Xuan Chengzi's tone was uplifted.
The two accelerated their pace and walked towards the lights, but they saw a village in front of them, hidden in a mountain depression, and there were only dozens of sporadic families, each of which smelled the aroma of the food.
Xuan Chengzi walked towards the house closest to the road, knocked on the door and said his intention.
"Come in, it's cold outside." A middle-aged woman in her thirties opened the door.
"Thank you. Can we borrow your mobile phone to make a call? Where is this place, I let my friend pick me up." Xuan Chengzi tried to speak in a gentle tone, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Come on, this is Xianghuo Village." The woman passed a dirty and broken cell phone.
"Which province and which city?" Xuan Chengzi continued to ask.
The woman gave him a strange look.
Xuan Chengzi asked again, before the woman reluctantly reported the specific address, but it turned out that it was far away from Beijing City, in a remote mountainous area in the neighboring province.
There was no signal on the cell phone, and Xuan Chengzi failed to make a call in several places.
The woman said: "Why do n’t you stay for one night and call again tomorrow morning. We have a poor signal here, sometimes we do n’t have time, we have to see our luck. Have you eaten? Have you eat with us before you eat? child."
The woman led the two into the living room and pointed to half of the dinner.
Lin Nianci looked at the dim light and exclaimed. I saw two extremely ugly men sitting in the house, one very old, who should be a woman's husband, and one who was still young, and should be a woman's son.
The eyes of both of them bulged out of their eyes, and they were covered with red blood, like a high-pressure sphere on the edge of the explosion; the lips were thick and they could not close together, exposing two rows of sharp and thin shark teeth; The rules, concave here and convex there, are more abstract than the characters in the abstract painting.
Both bodies were curled up on a low stool, a tall hump was growing on their backs, and their finger joints were all swollen and deformed to varying degrees. Just do n’t twist the chopsticks to plan the rice while drooling.
When they saw the guests coming, they laughed twice, their blood-red eyes shuddered as if they were about to explode.
People who are so ugly to this degree, not to mention Lin Nianci can't stand it, even Xuan Chengzi who is accustomed to the demon and ghost is a little uncomfortable.
The women warmly invited them to eat at the same table, but they had no appetite at all, only to say they were too tired to rest.
The women took them to a clean room, brought in two quilts, and brought two bottles of mineral water, so they would spend the night.
Confirming that the family had only two bedrooms, Xuan Chengzi could not, so he had to give Lin Nianci the bed and make the floor by himself.
The two were very hungry, so they ran out of mineral water, and before they lay flat their eyelids, they began to fall down, and then fainted.
When I woke up again, the two were tied to two wooden beds, only four or five meters apart, and they could see each other with a twist of their heads, and there were black shadows standing all around, all of them were eyeballs, The teeth are sharp, the head is twisted, and the bell tower is weird.
Middle-aged women and several normal men are particularly eye-catching.
The woman turned on the lights above the two and said indifferently: "Who comes first?"
"I'm first!" The strong man who had received the toll before raised his hand.
"It's my turn this time!" Another normal man retorted.
"I, I, I want to come." The middle-aged woman's son had drooling all over his neck.
"I think too." His father pushed him hard.
So everyone raised their hands and shouted that they wanted to come first.
Lin Nianci took a closer look and found that these strange-shaped people turned out to be men. Not only did they have IQ problems, they also suffered from a variety of physical disabilities. They had lame legs, or their hands were not straight, or their ears did not grow Or blind one eye.
They looked like a group of puppets that were broken and not assembled, with a strange sense of rigidity. Several normal men are exceptionally tall and muscular, with knotted muscles on their faces, standing like iron towers in the crowd.
The only woman scolded: "Don't be noisy, you get caught first, I worship the saint."
She took a dirty box to the table, and let the dozens of men line up to catch up, while she lifted the red cloth on the shrine and bowed piously.
Lin Nianci, struggling violently, was stunned. Xuan Chengzi raised his head and looked at the front in amazement.
I saw that it was not any bodhisattva or fairy with a surname, but the sage of Zezhou, the predecessor of Lin Nianci. The beautiful face, flowing gauze skirt and a wicker with twisted fingertips were all depicted by Lin Nianci one by one, and he was also found by skilled craftsmen.
She hoped that her statue would be holy than any bodhisattva, and she did it.
Right now, the woman knelt in front of her holy statue and bowed piously, and the men all fell on their knees.
Found that these people were actually Song Enci's followers, Xuan Chengzi froze.
Immediately afterwards, something more disturbing to him came again. After the woman worshipped the saint, she took a black jar from the foot of the statue, took out a blue fruit that was no longer familiar, and fed it into Lin Nianci's mouth.
Lin Nian gritted her teeth and refused to speak, and a strong man directly removed her mandible and let the woman stuff it in.
There is no doubt that this is indeed the fruit of the Bodhi Demon Tree, because its entrance melts away, and there is no room for people to refuse to swallow.
Lin Nianci seemed to realize something and began to struggle frantically.
But Xuanchengzi looked pale and secretly wondered: Is this fruit a pregnant fruit, a longevity fruit, a potential fruit, a youthful fruit, or something else?
Looking at this group of extremely excited men, the answer is self-evident ...