Chapter 133 Meeting the Lord "Bald head, round face, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, with a Tai Chi diagram painted on his forehead... Isn't this Qian Zhenren from "Ghost Fights Ghost"? What is he doing here?"Cheng Long looked a little confused. This money-hungry Qian Kai Qian Zhenren, if he remembered correctly, should be living near Tanjia Town to make a living. Why did he appear in Pucheng? Could it be that Tanjia Town is nearby? "Where did this guy come from? He has such a strong aura!" Qian Zhenren, who was beaten away by Zhang Yi with a punch, secretly came back to pick up the spoils, thinking of saving the souls of the dead and making merit at the same time, had his eyes wide open. Ever since he succeeded in practicing Taoism and went down the mountain to gain experience, he has met at least seventeen or eighteen evil sorcerers, if not twenty. However, none of those evil sorcerers in the past had such abilities. He would be terrified just by looking at them from a distance. Obvious. He was unlucky and ran into a big devil. "No, we have to run! We must not let him find us..." Qian Kai didn't dare to hesitate, he turned around and ran away at a very fast speed. Cheng Long did not launch a pursuit immediately, but patiently sucked all the corpses in the camp dry. He put away the bloodthirsty bead and casually shot out a few fireballs, igniting the mummies on the ground. Then he flashed his body, leaving a long phantom on the spot, and disappeared. About ten seconds later.
When he ran to Qiankai, which was two miles away, he was suddenly tripped by a leg that came across and fell flat on his face. "Pah, pah, pah..." Qian Kai stood up and spat out the mud in his mouth, and said angrily: "Which bastard stretched his foot to trip me? Do you want to die?" Cheng Long crossed his arms and said with interest: "I tripped you, how do you want me to die?" Seeing who was coming, Qian Kai shrank his head suddenly and smiled awkwardly, "Brother, don't take it seriously. I just want to know who tripped me. I don't mean anything else. I'm still cooking soup at home, so I won't chat with you." Say it. Master Qian turned around and tried to escape from this place of trouble. "Don't leave!" Cheng Long grabbed Qian Kai by the back of his collar, as if he were grabbing a doll, and gently lifted him up to him. "Master, you just watched me suck blood. Did you enjoy it?" "What do you mean by bloodsucking? I don't understand. What you said is a bit confusing." Qian Kai pretended to be stupid, and his every smile was full of the forced smile of a small person facing the strong. In fact, his magical power is not weak, and is not inferior to Ikkyu, Shime, Chizuru and others. But it was precisely because of his extraordinary skills that he understood how terrifying it was to suck hundreds of corpses dry at once. This is simply not something that these Taoists in the Qi training stage can do. At least one must have the cultivation level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. However, he only had the magic power of a mid-stage Qi training realm, and switched to the evil ways of a peak Qi training realm. Qian Kai still dared to fight with the opponent relying on his status as a famous and upright person. An evil master who occasionally reaches the divine realm? Of course, I will get as far away as possible and then ask my senior masters to come out and seek justice for me. Moreover, he has to be an outstanding senior master in the sect. The mediocre uncles and uncles are almost all stuck at the peak of the Qi training stage and cannot make any progress, so they are of no help. "Stop pretending. With your bald head and round face, how could I be mistaken for you?" Cheng Long patted the old man's head in annoyance, then he pulled out a devil contract out of thin air and sneered, "Now you have two choices. One, sign this contract and I'll let you go. Two, refuse to sign the contract and fight me."
"..." Qian Kai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Senior, I admit that I just accidentally saw you sucking blood, but I know those people were not killed by you at all, and it has nothing to do with you. It's a waste not to suck the blood of the dead. You don't have to worry about me going back and talking nonsense to ruin your reputation." "Stop talking nonsense. Do you want to sign this contract or not?" "Senior, I am a Taoist priest from Mount Mao..." Qian Kai had to reveal his identity. There are orthodox Taoists everywhere in the world. They are not wild Taoists who just practice randomly after getting a book of ancestral skills. Most evil masters are afraid of trouble and usually choose to let them go! "I don't care whether you are a Taoist priest from Maoshan or Longhushan. Once you see me sucking blood, you have to sign this contract. You have no choice." Cheng Long originally wanted to use puppetry to control Qian Kai, but with his current level of cultivation, it was possible that Qian Kai would be able to break the puppetry by performing a summoning spell one day. The Devil's Contract is different. Even the arrival of the Three Mao True Lords might not be noticed. In fact, if an ordinary person saw him sucking blood, they would just watch it and at most have nightmares when they go back home. It would not matter if they exaggerated and told others about it. It’s not like he killed the person anyway. But the money is different. This guy is an orthodox Taoist priest. Maybe one day he will get a whim and report this matter to the founder. When the time comes, if the founder of Maoshan is summoned to exorcise demons, Cheng Long may not be able to withstand it. He didn't know that the ancestor of the Maoshan corpse-driving lineage had once appeared, also with the intention of exorcising demons and monsters. "Senior, don't push me." "Then you are going to force me!" Cheng Long's eyes flashed with ferocity as he stared at Qian Kai. Master Qian, who is greedy for money, dares to do anything for money. Unlike Simu, Qianhe and others, killing will not only not reduce merit, but may even increase merit. Afterwards, you may be held accountable by the ancestor of the Maoshan god-summoning lineage. "Okay, I'll sign." Qian Kai gritted his teeth. Then, under Cheng Long's instructions, he bit his fingertips and dripped a few drops of blood onto the contract. …… Pucheng, the headquarters of the defense corps. A group of gentry and landlords, led by Liu Cheng, gathered in the court in the front yard. Hundreds or even thousands of people gathered outside the hall, all holding knives and axes. The firearms seized by the defense corps yesterday were distributed by Yang Kenan to the trustworthy militiamen. "Captain Yang, Cao's army is about to arrive at the city, why hasn't Mr. Cheng come out yet? Without him, we are all worried!" Liu Cheng was very panicked at this moment, fearing that Cheng Long would escape and abandon the people in the city. "Boss Liu, Cao's army has just arrived at Shilipo! Why are you in such a hurry?" After Yang Kenan finished his instant noodles at noon, he arranged for a group of brothers to go to Shilipo to get information. Now, someone would report back the news every quarter of an hour.
It would take quite a while for tens of thousands of soldiers to march ten miles at a rapid speed, so there was no need to rush and call for help. Boss Liu was helpless about this and could only pace back and forth anxiously. Hundreds and thousands of people inside and outside the hall were all absent-minded. Who could have imagined that in just one day, Pucheng, which had tens of thousands of residents, was left with less than 10,000 people, most of whom were elderly. The gentry, represented by Liu Cheng, also arranged people and horses early in the morning to escort their wives and children away, to avoid making the wrong bet and having their entire family killed. As time went by, the huge Cao Army was getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere in the court became more and more tense... Seven miles! Five miles! When Cao's army was about three miles away from Pucheng, Liu Cheng could no longer bear it and hurried to Yang Kenan, urging him, "The army is about to arrive at the city. It's time to call people out." "SuSu, go call someone." At this time, Yang Kenan had already vaguely sensed the vibration coming from underground. That was a sign that the army was about to arrive in Pucheng. There really is no time to delay. Zhou Susu nodded, turned around and ran into the backyard. “Knock, knock, knock…” "Along, Cao's army is about to arrive in Pucheng, it's time to leave." "Aaron, Aaron..." Zhou Susu called out a few times, but got no response. She was so anxious that her stomach was burning with anxiety and she felt very uncomfortable. "Aaron, if you don't open the door, I'll bang on it." "Aaron~~I'm sorry!" After shouting a few more times and still getting no response, Zhou Susu gritted her teeth, took a few steps back, gathered all her strength, and suddenly accelerated towards the door. "Crench!" Just as Zhou Susu knocked on the door, it suddenly opened. Mrs. Yang couldn't hold back her strength for a moment and fell headfirst into Cheng Long's arms. If an ordinary person was hit like this, he would probably be knocked away by Mrs. Yang. But Cheng Long was hit like nothing happened. He smiled and caught his sister-in-law who threw herself into his arms, teasing her, "Sister-in-law, are you trying to kill me? Why are you using so much force?" "Stop being funny and let me go." Zhou Susu, who was extremely anxious just now, felt relieved the moment Cheng Long held her in his arms.
"Sister-in-law, I haven't hugged you enough." "It's urgent now, why are you still hugging me? If you really want to hug me, go and get rid of Cao's army quickly, and I'll let you hug me enough when I find another time..." Zhou Susu pushed Cheng Long away, grabbed one of his hands, and rushed to the court in the front yard. After a while, the two men arrived at the court. Liu Cheng, Yang Kenan and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Cheng Long. "Captain~~" At this moment, a member of the defense corps rushed into the station: "Cao's army is coming! They... are coming to kill us!" Yang Kenan, Zhou Susu, Liu Cheng, Lao Liao and others turned their heads to look at Cheng Long at the same time. "Come on, follow me to meet Cao's army." Cheng Long took the lead and walked out of the court calmly, followed by the others. The defense corps was not far from the city gate. As soon as the group stepped out of the defense corps’ base, they saw the mighty Cao family army. The soldiers were neatly organized, all armed with live ammunition, and an aura of murderous intent was overwhelming. When Liu Cheng saw this scene, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably. Those people who were holding axes and machetes were so frightened that they dared not step forward. Yang Kenan saw this scene and did not expect these people to help. He could only call on dozens of strong men who had received guns and a dozen members of the security corps to follow Cheng Long at a fast pace. But when two armies with a huge disparity in numbers confront each other. A shocking scene appeared! When the Cao army generals, led by Zhang Yi, saw Cheng Long, they all dismounted, knelt on the ground, and shouted, "I greet you, lord." "Meet the Marshal." The battalion commanders and company commanders under the command of Zhang Yi, Mao Jun, Zhao Huaiyi, Lin Heng, Duan Xin'an and others followed suit and shouted loudly. Their loud shouts directly led the group of soldiers behind them. The deafening shouts echoed throughout the city. "Meet the Marshal!" "Meet the Marshal!" "..." The sound waves were getting louder and louder. This was a situation that Liu Cheng, Yang Kenan, Zhou Susu and others had never imagined. They thought that if Cheng Long wanted to resist the army, he would directly release the black magic energy to knock out tens of thousands of Cao's soldiers. Some also thought that Cheng Long would transform into a killing god, rush into the army with a magic sword in hand, and kill people like chopping melons and vegetables, causing panic. Who could have expected that before Cao's army even arrived in Pucheng, they were defeated by A Long without a single word. How on earth did he do it? (End of this chapter)