Mutated Tao Chapter 78: Aftermath

On the shore of Reed Island, Li Huowang stood there with a **** bamboo slip in his hand.

The others stood not far away with bad expressions, looking at him cuddling each other.

They haven't recovered from the aftermath just now

Li Huowang's expression was a bit hesitant, as long as he threw it hard now, the scroll in his hand, which could make people vomit so evil just by looking at it, would sink into the mud of the lake and never see the light of day again.

This seems to be a very good choice. No matter who wrote the bamboo slips, the power of Bazhen is not so easy to borrow. If it stays in the world, it will only bring endless suffering to others.

After Li Huowang stood there thinking for a long time, he finally stuffed the **** bamboo slips back into his arms.

The various methods of recording here are extremely bloody, but they are really easy to use.

An ordinary water bandit like Yuan Er can use it, let alone himself.

This kind of thing is well prepared, maybe in some extreme situation, I really use it.

If you don't want to completely become Dan Yangzi, then if you encounter danger in the future, you must find a substitute, even if this substitute is very expensive to use.

Li Huowang turned his head again and looked at the other people behind him. "Push the boat over, and prepare the dead and the gold, and let's leave this broken place."

The trouble was solved in an unexpected way, and there was no need for me to stay in this place full of dead bodies any longer.

The small sampan used by the water bandits to rob was pushed to the shore by Sun Baolu, who is good at water, and the others boarded with their companion's body and the gold jewelry.

"Get on the boat, paddle, and take us to the other side of the great lake." Li Huowang threatened the young man in front of him.

"I...I'll take you out, can you not kill me?" The frightened teenager asked timidly.

When Li Huowang reached out to touch the hilt of the sword behind him, the boy immediately crawled towards the boat in a frenzy.

Following the boy's paddle, the small sampan began to turn, heading deep into the reeds. The others also stumbled and paddled to keep up.

The entire dense reed marsh was very quiet, except for the sound of oars scratching the water, no one made a sound.

What happened on the island before made everyone terrified and pale.

"Gao... Gao Ren, my name is Yuan Fu." The boy paddling suddenly said.

Li Huowang, who frowned tightly, didn't answer, his eyes were like eagles looking around the dark surroundings.

"Master, that, actually, I know that it's not good to kill people and sell goods on the water. I never go when my father is in a nest." The nervous boy tried to explain something.

"I actually want to go to the capital to become a high official. I'm tired of staying in this place. I know the place very well. Where are you going, sir? I can show you the way. "

This sentence finally caught Li Huowang's attention, and he looked down at the rowing boy. "How much do you know about the nunnery in Mount Henghua?"

This is the next destination. Maybe we can learn something from this person. Mount Henghua should not be far from this lake.

"Sister-in-law? I know this. Once when I was working with my second brother, I encountered it once. I had already figured out the details of the seedlings on the boat, but at the last moment, my second brother said that the order would not be done."

"He told me that this is what grandpa meant. A aunt in black, a bald head who raises birds, and a great **** with a drum. This is called three don't grab."

"What do those nuns look like? What's so special?"

"They are fat, but they are fat. One of them can hold three of me, and they are also lazy. They will never stand if they can sit, and they will never sit if they can lie down."

"And they are smelly and dirty. Once a sister-in-law took off her shoes, I could smell it across the boat."

"Master, are you going to find those aunts? I can lead the way."

Fat, lazy, dirty, these words are hard to connect with the Buddhist vocabulary of nun.

"Li Zhi said that they are barely good people? But are there really so-called good people in this world?"

After experiencing this series of events, Li Huowang expressed serious doubts.

After going round and round for a long time in the reed marshes, the vast lake surface appeared in front of them again,

After the boat landed again, the sky had already begun to get dark, and they actually stayed on the island all night from sunset to sunrise.

When the sun shone on everyone's faces, their heavy hearts were finally relieved. They were exhausted after rowing all night, and they all fell to the ground and gasped for breath.

Li Huowang said to the others: "Don't rest yet, go find firewood in the forest and burn these three dead people, or they will stink later."

Seeing the three drowned companions on the boat, the others struggled to stand up and walked towards the side woods.

Li Huowang stopped Xiaoman who was clutching her arm. A large piece of skin on her right arm was peeled off, and the blood-red muscles were exposed to the air.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Li Huowang took out a pill from his waist and handed it to her.

Xiao Man didn't take the elixir, "It's okay, it's a fortune teller if you survive, just cover this small injury with plant ash later."

After getting along these days, Li Huowang already knew her very stubborn character, so he didn't say anything more.

Soon three groups of bonfires rose on the shore, and Li Huowang threw the three dead bodies into them respectively.

Everyone watched as their comrades who were alive and kicking yesterday were gradually engulfed in flames.

When the sun was high, the flames were gradually extinguished.

Li Huowang stabbed in the ashes with the long sword in his hand, knocked some large bones into small pieces, and put them into ceramic jars along with the ashes.

Looking at the urn in front of him, Li Huowang was very depressed. What happened last night messed up his mind.

At this time, Bai Lingmiao, who was blindfolded, stretched out his hands and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes.

Feeling something was wrong, she leaned over and put a sticker on Li Huowang's back.

"I'm fine, don't need to comfort me." Li Huowang bent down and picked up the three jars and put them in the fool's arms.

Yuan Baolu stood beside Li Huowang like a dog's leg and said, "Master, do you want to take a break? If you don't, then I will take you to find my aunt, I know the way."

The calm Li Huowang flicked the ashes on the sword, then swung violently in the direction of the sound, and inserted his backhand into the scabbard.

"Bring the ashes, let's go."

Yuan Fu's eyes were wide open, and he covered his bleeding neck with his hands in disbelief.

He opened his mouth and looked at Li Huowang's back as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make a coughing sound.

In the end, he staggered a few steps, his body limp and fell to the ground, his eyes gradually lost their luster.