“What’s there to say to this beast? Stealing other people’s things, and it still thinks it’s in the right!”
Wang Shikai listened to these words, immediately flared up in anger, and directly shouted furiously.
This guy, after stealing other people's things, actually had the nerve to come back for revenge. Sure enough, a beast is a beast.
Today was his wedding day, and all his friends and relatives were present. He really didn't believe they couldn't defeat these beasts.
A good friend from the same village, who had grown up with Wang Shikai, also gripped the wood-chopping knife in his hand and said, “Brother and sister-in-law, don’t be afraid. We have so many people, are we really going to be scared of these beasts?”
“Exactly! They’re bullying us right to our faces. If they dare to just snatch someone today, then in the future, they’ll probably swagger into our village and steal our chickens, ducks, and fish. We absolutely cannot back down today!”
Everyone present looked at the dense swarm of Weasels on the wall, but still gripped the Sharp Weapons in their hands, determined to fight them.
No matter what, they couldn't let the other side really take their people away.
“You guys are really looking for death…”
Seeing that these people still dared to resist him at this point, the Weasel spirit instantly opened its mouth and let out a sharp cry.
With its shriek, the Weasels on the wall surged into the courtyard like a tide.
Such a dark and overwhelming scene immediately filled people with immense fear.
However, the people present did not panic. “Stand firm, they’re just some Weasels. With one swing of a knife, can they really block it?”
“Get the torches and lamp oil out, and burn these beasts!”
The people present didn't panic either. After learning that Weasels were coming, they had already prepared for various situations, and they had plenty of supplies.
Seeing these Weasels rush over, they immediately had people start preparing their tools.
The strong man standing at the very front swung his wood-chopping knife, slashing at the surging Weasels.
These Weasels had no Dao cultivation and were not particularly large. A casual swing of the knife could severely injure any Weasel that lunged at them.
But there were simply too many Weasels. While they were dealing with the Weasels in front of them, the other Weasels seized the opportunity, fiercely pouncing on people and starting to bite.
With their sharp teeth, these Weasels bit people, leaving them covered in blood.
For a time, the entire courtyard was filled with screams, painful shouts, and angry curses.
In the beginning, the human side held a significant advantage, but as time went on, and the tide-like Weasels continuously surged forward, under the strain of exhaustion, the crowd began to show signs of retreat.
Even though a small pile of Weasel corpses had formed on the ground, these Weasels showed no fear at this time, still constantly charging into the crowd.
“Wait, stop fighting, I’ll go with it!”
Cui'er, hiding at the very back of the crowd, watched Uncle Zhou’s arm get a chunk of flesh bitten off, and immediately her face turned anxious as she quickly called out.
Dozens of people in front were already injured to varying degrees, and the Weasel spirit had not even made a move yet.
In this situation, if they continued to fight, many people would surely die.
Even if she remained in the village, she wouldn't be able to face the injured and dead friends and relatives.
As Cui'er spoke, she was about to get up and walk outside.
However, the people beside her were already fired up from fighting. Being bullied by a group of beasts like this, how could they tolerate it in their hearts? They immediately spoke up to stop Cui'er.
But before they could speak, the Weasel spirit standing on the courtyard wall sneered, its small eyes coldly staring at everyone present.
“You killed so many of our Weasels, and now you want to stop? Too late!”
“I’ll kill everyone here first, then I’ll find all your children and share them with my disciples and grand-disciples to eat!”
“Your village will be removed from the map from now on.”
The Weasel spirit looked down at the ground, which was full of its disciples and grand-disciples, its face filled with coldness.
At this point, they still wanted to hand over a person and get away safely? Dreaming!
“See? There’s no reasoning with a beast like this. If we hand you over today, what if it comes back for more people later? Do we give them or not?”
At this moment, Uncle Zhou looked coldly at the Weasel spirit in front of him, feeling no surprise at its words.
If they didn't suppress the other party today, they would never have peace afterward.
“Is the lamp oil ready?”
Saying that, Uncle Zhou shouted towards the kitchen in the back.
Hearing the call, a steady response immediately came from behind, “Coming!”
With that, the crowd immediately parted, creating a path. Then, someone carrying hot oil hurried out, and seeing the dense swarm of Weasels in front, without any hesitation, he directly splashed the hot oil at them.
As the hot oil splashed into the air, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
Splashing this hot oil would not only scald these Weasels but also allow them to be set on fire and burned together.
Thinking of this, their expressions relaxed a lot.
It had to be said that so many Weasels rushing over at once created a very strong sense of oppression for them, and also caused considerable damage.
A large chunk of flesh had been torn from a friend's body nearby, leaving him bloody.
If they continued to fight like this, and their side suffered too many serious injuries, it would be troublesome.
The people in the village all earned their living with their own hands. If they were injured and couldn't work, life would be difficult in the future.
Especially these people present, each of them was the pillar of their family. If something really happened, that family would collapse.
Just as the strong man looked at the hot oil splashing towards the Weasels, his heart slightly relaxed, the next scene that appeared instantly stunned him.
He saw the Weasel standing on the courtyard wall looking down at this scene with cold eyes, then sneered.
Then, it slightly opened its mouth, took a deep breath, and gently blew at the splashing hot oil. The hot oil in mid-air condensed into ice, then heavily smashed down.
Seeing this, everyone present was stunned for a moment, then stopped, looking at the scene in front of them with faces full of shock.
This Weasel… knows Demonic Technique?
Seeing this, everyone's eyes were already filled with terror.
No one had expected that this Weasel could not only speak but also use such a Spell.
In that case, who could still be a match for this Weasel?
