Chapter 534: Bronze Man to Suppress Nightmare

After arriving at the southern valley, Shen Bangzi ordered his men to find a place to settle down.

After all, he was a disciple of Hongxiang, so he was alert. After settling down inside and outside, he personally checked it again and arranged ten people to stand guard. Each of them was rewarded with two steamed buns to eat when standing guard at night.

But no wine was given, for fear of getting drunk.

Although they said they were setting up camp, they were short of tents and soldiers now, so they only set up three or five tents in the valley, which could accommodate a few small leaders.

The other three hundred men and horses, however, were scattered in various places in the valley, one group on the left and one group on the right, and each person found a soft haystack, and took a nap against a big tree with weapons in hand at night, which was considered as sleeping.

He waited until the hour of Xu, but there was no movement. Shen Bangzi had a high alcohol tolerance, and he would have to drink at least three or four jars to be satisfied. But Yang Gong advised him to be careful that day, so he did not drink enough in Yang Gong's tent. He wanted to be obedient, but he lay on the bed and could not fall asleep.

He simply got up and asked the people around him to bring jars of wine to drink. Eating alone was not enough, so he called the small leaders and confidants around him, just thinking about getting drunk quickly and going to bed early.

After a while, by the time of Zi, the people in the tent were already drunk. Even the guards who took turns to patrol and stand guard regularly saw from a distance that they were drinking in the tent. After eating two steamed buns, they felt bored and found a grass nest. Their eyelids began to fight.

In the second half of the night, at some point, a figure appeared faintly on the path toward the mountain valley. The other party drove a little ghost, went around the camp, and came back to kowtow to the man, saying:

"All asleep, sir, all asleep!"

"..."

"It's just a bunch of rabble!"

After hearing this, the man sneered coldly and called the people around him to come over.

He was just a small leader, a worshiper in the Truth Church, but he was different from the altar master who was chopped off in front. The altar master brought 500 followers, most of whom were recruited from Mingzhou. They were very conspicuous.

But he brought only 20 people in total, eight of whom had followed him here from Guanzhou, and there were 12 who were originally disciples of the Qingyi Gang. After the Qingyi evil ghost was killed, they hid in the mountains. He was found when he went to the countryside and recruited them as his subordinates.

They all moved lightly and reached the front of the mountain valley. They sneered: "Xu Dahu, the leader of the Sixth Altar, is a half-baked ghost hunter. He has little ability, but he got the Hundred Ghosts Banner awarded by our general. He is very powerful when summoning evil ghosts." "Don't think he was killed. It's because he doesn't have good eyesight." "Some methods in this world can withstand the evil spirits in the army, while others are ineffective when they are hit by human energy." "His Hundred Ghosts Banner was originally very powerful. If he fought alone and was given time to summon ghosts, I'm afraid that the three of us would not be his opponent." "But he happened to meet these brave and vigorous people. The Hundred Ghosts were suppressed by human energy and could not get out to harm people. That's why they were chopped down by this group of bandits. I only brought twenty of you here, but I want to take this opportunity to show off our prestige. "

"..."

The subordinates heard this and said, "Brother, just follow the orders and think about rewarding meritorious service. If Huo Neng can take down this battle first, I'm afraid he will be promoted to the leader of the altar when he returns?"

The little leader said, "Don't ask anything else. Just see my flag and go into the battle to kill people."

"The knife must be fast and the hands and feet must be light!"

"..."

The subordinates agreed, and he went to the top of the mountain next to him alone, just overlooking the valley. Shen Dabang arranged his men to stare at the left and right, but he didn't stare at the mountain behind him, so he touched the top of the mountain in an instant.

Looking up, the moonlight slowly sank into the dark clouds.

The man took off a bundle from his back, and when he untied it, there was a bronze man about three feet long.

It was cast with a fierce face, angry eyes, and lips painted blood red.

The little leader cast a spell on the top of the mountain, bowed four times, and then cut his finger with a small silver knife, and pointed the tip of his finger at the mouth of the bronze man.

Indistinctly, the blood oozing from the tip of his finger seemed to be drunk by the bronze man. In the whistling wind beside him, one could even hear the gurgling sound of swallowing. He was originally in high spirits, but now he gradually became pale and thin.

After feeding for a long time, he let go, held the bronze man with both hands, and placed it upright, facing Shen Bangzi and his men who were camping below. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind rolled up behind him, drifting towards the valley below.

Where the mountain fog rose, the valley was full of gloom, and the people who were sleeping soundly in the valley had no reaction at all.

The man raised his eyes slightly, knowing that the spell was successful, and panted a few times, took out a small flag from his arms, and waved it downwards.

"Grandpa is waving the flag."

One of his disciples was below, and he noticed it immediately and moved forward together.

After a while, he saw a sentry sleeping by the tree on the roadside, so he cut his neck with a knife, picked up the sentry's waist as a replacement, and continued to move forward, and unexpectedly reached the valley.

I saw that there were a group of people sleeping in the valley, so they assigned their positions and ran in different directions without knowing what to do.

He went up to the sleeping person and cut his neck with a knife. His hand was fierce and clever, and his head was cut off directly.

The dull sound of cutting flesh, the sound of chopping bones, and the sound of blood spurting out of the neck echoed endlessly in this mountain col.

This movement was not without alarm. Someone's head was cut off and fell to the ground with a grunt. The people around him were suddenly awakened. For a moment, they saw a blurry figure in front of their eyes, and a burst of blood hit their noses. If you smell it, you will shout.

But although his eyes were open, he still didn't seem to wake up. He wanted to shout, but couldn't make a sound. He wanted to struggle to get the knife, but his body was still asleep and he couldn't move.

As the knife cut into his neck, he didn't even know whether he was dreaming or awake.

The sword rose and fell until he entered the camp. After all, Shen Bangzi had been with the Red Lantern Lady. Although he was a negative spirit and had no source of mana after leaving the Red Lantern Society, he still had intuition. Being alert and confused, I felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, he was about to turn over and jump up. But for a moment, he felt dizzy and dizzy. In a blur, he could only see a green-faced evil god with fangs and a bright red mouth, standing on his chest, pressing him, unable to wake up.

All he saw was the sharp knife, cutting towards his neck.

Reluctantly, this reached its peak.

From Ren Yazi to the Red Lantern Club, and then from the Red Lantern Club to this home...

We haven’t had enough good days yet…

Following this thought, his head was cut off, and he was immediately held in someone's hand. No sound was made, but two lines of blood and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

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"Brother Yang Gong, it's my fault. I shouldn't have been drinking at night."

Ten miles away, Yang Gong checked the camp and just came back. He went to sleep in the tent and suddenly dreamed of Shen Bangzi, holding his own head in his arms, and rushed to his bed, crying: "I'm with you. How many times have you survived a certain death situation?"

"I thought I was lucky and that God would not accept me so early, but I didn't expect that I lost my life before I could see real wealth and majesty with you..."

"..."

"ah……"

Yang Gong suddenly woke up from the couch, broke out in a cold sweat, but there was no one around him, only the cold wind quietly dissipated.

"not good!"

He realized something, yelled, jumped up, grabbed a horse, and rushed to the col. The patrollers, sentries, and several small leaders who were awakened were all frightened when they saw this, and hurriedly followed him. behind.

I picked up lanterns and lit torches, and the lights were brightly lit everywhere. When the people and horses heard the noise, they also rushed over. For a moment, there was a chaos in the mountain with horse hooves and shouts.

After rushing to the mountain col, the torch was shining forward, and the shouting suddenly disappeared.

The strong smell of blood poured straight into the nostrils. Everyone seemed to have their necks stuck. They couldn't make any movement for a long time. They opened their eyes wide, but they only saw a hellish scene.

Obviously before dark, more than 300 people came to this mountain col, but now, there was no living person. Everywhere they looked, there were only human heads tied one by one in the forest. On the tree, he looked straight at him with dry and pale eyes.

There was even a pile on the ground, looking like a Beijing view. On the topmost tip was Shen Bangzi's desperate and frozen face.

"My brother..."

Yang Gong jumped off his horse and wanted to go forward and pick up Shen Bangzi, but he felt cold all over and started to cry loudly.

Behind him, the countless young men who had followed him had just won for a while at dawn, full of boldness, but now they were struck by the heads hanging in the forest, and for a moment they felt dizzy and frightened. .

The hot blood in his body had already cooled down half within a day.

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At the same time, Hu Ma had returned to Zhuangzi in Qingshi Town. He asked Li Wazi and found out that nothing had happened recently, so he said nothing else and placed the stone box he had brought back with him. On the table in the main room of his inner courtyard.

As for the Punishment Officer's Sword, he just mentioned it casually and put it in the corner. It didn't have any objection.

Hearing the sound of his return, several people immediately came out of the side room next to him, all of them were excited and laughing.

But it was Zhou Datong and others who also came back from the mine and were preparing to return to the village to celebrate the New Year. They were just a few days late and walked slowly on the road. Now they had just arrived at Zhuangzi. Most of the night, they heard Hu Ma coming back. Busy coming out to say hello.

Seeing them, Hu Ma was about to give some instructions when he felt a gust of cool wind blowing in from Laoyin Mountain.

He smelled the strong smell of blood in the wind, and his expression changed slightly. He lost all intention of joking. After a long time, he whispered: "Go to bed early today and prepare a table for tomorrow."

"Maybe there will be guests coming to this village soon."