Why not human! [Quick travel]

"Ha! Good time!" the heroic woman laughed wildly, a long whip danced so impenetrably that the man beside her had no choice but to back down.

All of a sudden, the bandits surrounded the heroic woman, and the man in blue looked a little lonely.

He was not in a hurry, he sat on the horse and watched leisurely.

Not long after, all the bandits surrounding the heroic woman were swept away. Everyone was hit by the whip three or two times, their skin was torn apart and they screamed again and again.

The heroic woman smiled contemptuously, flicked her whip, and was about to finish them off one by one.

"Junior Sister, wait a minute—"

The man in blue hurriedly stopped.

"Why?" The heroic woman gave him a sideways glance, "You want to intercede for such rotten people?"

The man in blue smiled helplessly, looked at her dotingly and said: "Junior Sister, these bandits and bandits are just poor people who can't live on. If there is no other way, they wouldn't fall into bandits. It's just the world... ..."

"Yes, yes, I beg the fairy to spare us."

"It's because we don't know Taishan with our eyes, and offended the fairy, please forgive me!"

"Fairy, there are still young children and mothers to take care of in this villain's house. If it wasn't... If it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't live on, I wouldn't have come to do this kind of business!"

The bandits lying on the ground moaning and groaning saw this opportunity and hurriedly begged for mercy.

The heroic woman looked at the bandits with a half-smile, and said, "I think they are all as strong as bulls, but they don't look like they can't make it through. If they are kind enough to let them go, I don't know how many people will be harmed. Can I be regarded as helping the tyrant? How about killing them all now!"

After saying that, the whip shook twice in his hand, for some reason, the tail of the whip only lightly touched the two bandits, and they were killed in the blink of an eye.

Under the corpse, no one noticed, something quietly drilled out of the ground and plunged into the corpse.

"Junior Sister..." The man in blue hesitated to speak, with a helpless and tolerant expression on his face, finally sighed, and persuaded: "Junior Sister, you are too hostile, master explain..."

"Okay, okay!" The heroic woman waved her hand, impatiently listening to him. "Just don't kill, let's go."

Clamping the horse's belly tightly, the heroic woman was about to leave, and the bandits were relieved.

But she didn't want her to turn around suddenly, and the long whip made a "pop" sound in the air.

The tail of the whip brushed against one side of the bandit leader's cheek, and half of his face immediately swelled up, and sticky blood flowed out, causing burning pain.

The bandit leader never thought of her sudden attack, so he let out a cry of pain, and was extremely angry in his heart. He didn't dare to speak and curse, but just stared at the heroic woman, with uncontrollable hatred in his eyes.

When the heroic woman saw it, she just looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and then scolded: "What are you looking at, and if you look at it again, your eyeballs will be gouged out!"

The bandit leader believed that what she said was true, so angry and afraid, he lowered his head and dared not look any further.

"Drive!" Xianyi angrily rode away.

The man in blue followed closely behind.

"Bah!" The bandit leader wiped the blood that flowed down his chin, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The rest of the bandits surrounded them one after another.

"That damn bitch is too arrogant, Boss, should we..." One of the bandits held his wound, rather annoyed.

The bandit leader didn't speak, just turned his head and stared at him.

Half of the face was bloody and bloody, and the blood was still flowing, and even the eyes on that half of the face were scarlet.

The bandit's heart suddenly became cold when he spoke.

"What do you want?" the bandit leader asked, his eyes gloomy.

"No... nothing..." The talking bandit tied his tongue and backed away.

The bandit leader gave him a fixed look, ignored him, and turned around to go back to the village.

Something seemed to be hanging on the instep, and the bandit leader staggered, fell face down, and fell to the ground.

The rest of the bandits wanted to help but dared not, so they turned their backs and pretended not to see it.

The bandit leader got up silently, half of his blood-stained face was covered with grass clippings and mud, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain. He looked at the spot, but there was nothing there, so he had to lead his men to carry the corpse of his companion back to the village with a straight face.

Where the bandit leader fell, Yang Liu quietly pulled the roots away.

1000 m.

After digesting the blood of the two corpses, Yangliu was 1000 meters away from the straight line of the cottage, and the underground roots were already [-] meters away.

There are still 4000 meters left.

It's harder to get in.

A wild boar broke into the roots, surrounded and intercepted them, and after damaging more than a dozen roots, Yang Liu finally killed it, but did not rush into the roots to absorb blood.

He divided the wild boar carcass into several pieces and put them in different places.

It didn't take long before some predators were attracted.

Yang Liu hunted again, but because of not fast enough and not enough roots, a few escaped.

They did the same thing again, but the effect was not great. This place is only the outskirts of the mountain, not a mountain rich in materials, and there are not many carnivores.

Growth stalled again.

That night, Yang Liu looked at the moon above her head, trying to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

Since ancient times, the legends of goblins and ghosts have always absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon to cultivate, but Yang Liu tried it day and night, autumn and winter, and felt nothing.

There may be no movement from the bandits for a long time.

Yang Liu was a little anxious.

Unless the bandits come here to die by themselves, Yang Liu can't do anything in a short time, but will the bandits come here alone to die?Yang Liu, a large number of bandits, is still unable to deal with them.

Originally, Yang Liu felt that there was no end in sight, so she could only try her best to suppress the anxiety and impatience in her heart, and wait for the time.

until one day……

Genxu sensed a bandit sneaking down from the mountain...Yang Liu knew the opportunity had come.

The bandits looked around while walking, shrinking their heads, holding a bag of things in their hands, and gradually approached the range of willow roots.

500 meters...

400 meters...

300 meters...

200 meters...

100 meters...

The bandits stopped.

He looked around, as if looking for something.

The bandit's eyes fell on a tree, which was a short jujube tree with few branches and leaves. He walked over, put the bag in his hand aside, took out a dagger from his pocket, and stuck it at the root of the tree. Dig up the soil.

At this time, there is still one meter away from the range of willow roots.

You can't do it yet. If you do it at this time, unless you are paralyzed by fright, the bandit has an 80.00% chance of escaping, so you have to get closer.

Yang Liu held his breath, waiting for what might be the only chance in the past few months.

The bandits quickly dug the hole, put the bag of things into the hole and buried it, covered the soil back and compacted it.As if he was relieved, he leaned against the jujube tree to rest.

"Shua——" Not far away, the grass was shaking, and there were some small animals moving under the grass, such as rabbits.

The bandit just glanced at him and didn't move.

As if to tempt him, the grass shook a few more times, the rabbit ran a few steps, and stopped again.

Thinking of the braised rabbit meat, and the fact that he could use it as an excuse to beat the rabbit after returning home, the bandit stood up, arched his body slightly, and charged his energy in place, and rushed towards the rabbit.

caught!

The bandit felt something pressed against his chest, and he thought he had caught the rabbit. He maintained this posture and stretched out his hand to grab it out.

Unexpectedly, he felt empty, just as he was wondering, his waist suddenly tightened.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the bandit screamed in panic as he was quickly dragged up by his waist.

Something thin and rough entangled his hands and feet, tied him up, and dragged him into a hole covered by bushes.

The bandit ate a lot of soil all the way in the burrow, and as a result of struggling hard, more clods of soil kept falling on his head and face. Finally, the thing that was dragging him stopped.

A tiny root pierced his arm in the bandit's panic, followed by a second, and a third...

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"Where did Li Wu go? Why didn't I see him last night?" The bandit leader sat in the first seat boldly, half of his face with pitted and scabbed scars, coupled with gloomy eyes, looked particularly terrifying.

The next bandit stood up quickly and said in awe: "Boss, I share the room with him. I saw him go out at noon yesterday, and I didn't see him at night."

"Do you know where he went?"

"I don't know."

"Who saw Li Wu after noon?" The bandit leader glanced around with gloomy eyes.

"Never."

"I haven't seen it."

"I... I saw that Li Wu came out of the village..." said a little thin bandit.

"Huh?" The bandit leader looked with both eyes.

The skinny bandit seemed to be particularly afraid of him, and under his gaze, he trembled when he spoke.

"He said to go out for a walk and get some air."

"I never saw him come back."

The bandit leader pondered for a moment, ordered three people, and said: "The three of you go out to check the situation, find Li Wu, and bring him back."

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"What do you think Li Wu did?"

The three walked out of the cottage together, and someone asked on the way.

"Shouldn't you go to the downstairs building...hehe..." The bandit smiled lewdly.

"Boss is not allowed to go down the mountain privately, he is not in such a hurry."

"Anyway, he's finished. If the boss doesn't peel his skin, it will be a pain for us. Where can we find him?"

"Oh, yeah..."

The three of them kept walking while talking, and before they knew it, they were about to step into the range of willow roots.

"What are we going to do over there? It's in the wilderness, where can Li Wu go to find some fun, why don't we just go down the mountain to find him." One person stopped and said.

"Third Brother is right."

"Wait, look, what is that?"

The other two looked up and saw a piece of cloth hanging half-hidden in the grass.

It was torn from the clothes.

The three of them looked at each other and walked forward, intending to pick up the cloth and watch it.

"what!"

There were screams one after another.

All around returned to silence.

The speed of absorption and growth of roots has become faster and faster, and it has grown 500 meters, which is one step closer to the current state of willows.

The next day.

The roots of the willows felt disorderly footsteps not far away from time to time.

The bandits scoured the area for a day.

Naturally nothing was found.

Yang Liu stood still, the bandits were too scattered, and most of the bandits were out of attack range.

Another day passed.

Yang Liu took out two corpses of bandits from the tree roots he had hollowed out, and laid them on the ground in a big way without any cover.

Soon the bandits found out, went up to check and confirmed that they were two of the three who were looking for Li Wu, and hurried back to the cottage to report to the bandit leader.

Surprised and angry, the bandit leader took seven of his subordinates to the place where the body was found.

"Boss, the two of them died...it's really miserable..."

I saw that the two corpses were black in color, like several corpses, with black holes on the arms, thighs and even the faces that made the spine chill.

Not daring to think about it, the bandits were secretly nervous.

I just saw this yesterday. It was a living, flesh-and-blood person!

Today it looked dry.

"Should...couldn't be... is there some kind of ghost..."

A gust of wind blows.

Not far away, the willow branches are still green and jade-like.

All the bandits, including the bandit leader, shuddered.

"That tree! That tree!!" One of the bandits suddenly pointed at Yangliu and said in horror.

"What about the tree?" The bandit leader asked with a low voice, frowning.

"Now, it's winter!"

Once awakened, the bandit leader quickly understood the key point, his breathing stopped suddenly, and the fear in his heart instantly magnified infinitely.

In winter, everything is silent, except for special plants, few grow so green.

What's more, it is so emerald and enchanting.

There was a strong wind, and the willow branches swayed with the wind, making a sound of "woo-woo-".

Like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The roots lurking in the ground couldn't wait, and broke out of the ground one after another as the bandits fled in fear.

Or strangling the mouth, nose, neck, or binding hands and feet, waist, pulling down and dragging.

There was a noisy wailing and howling, but after a while, it quieted down again.

They are luckier than the previous group because they are still alive.

They are more unlucky than the previous group because they are still alive.

Willow didn't kill them, he just absorbed half of their blood, and tested the new function - injecting willow essence with the roots pierced into their bodies to hang their lives.

The bandits were dizzy due to excessive blood loss, but they couldn't die with the willow essence.

There were periods of cold and then heat, and there were foreign objects in the many wounds on his body.

Incomparably tormented.

The remaining bandits in the cottage were silent for a few days.

Although it is still unknown what happened, the rest of the people who went out never came back.

The bandits were like terrified quails, huddled in the cottage and couldn't move an inch.

There is no longer the prestige of bullying the weak, raping, killing and looting.

Yang Liu was not at all soft-hearted.

Of the nineteen people at the beginning, there are still three inside.

Not dead yet.

The bandits could hide, but he couldn't wait.

Accelerate the absorption of blood to grow roots, five days later, the roots directly hit the cottage.

The few remaining bandits in the cottage gathered together, feeling hot and uneasy.

Anxiety is knowing that there is danger outside.

What's hot is that at the moment of life and death, they didn't know it, and they gathered together to share the treasure.

There was even a dispute over the uneven distribution of spoils.

Seeing that her eyes were red and about to see blood, Yang Liu stopped watching the show.

The roots drilled out of the ground, penetrated the foundation, and entangled the bandits' feet in their panic. Several stubborn bandits tried to cut off the roots with their knives. Unexpectedly, as soon as one was cut off, another root appeared from the ground. More, not long after, the whole person was wrapped into a cocoon by the roots and dragged back into the burrow.

They can't be allowed to kill each other, and die happily after a few stabs.

More than a dozen bandits hung in a row in the dark hole, all of them were still alive, and they were all in pain. Roots and hairs were all over their bodies, and their bodies were riddled with holes, but no trace of blood flowed out.

This situation lasted for a month, but Yang Liu was not necessarily happy.

Except for the fun of successful revenge at the beginning, I only feel sad afterwards.

Even if they were ordered to die a hundred times to apologize, those who were harmed by them would never be able to live again.

But he won't let these bandits die quickly, that would be a relief to these bandits.

Let them live as long as they can live.

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Among the mountain roads, young people dressed as priests seem to be carrying clouds.

He led the mule, and walked leisurely beside the mule. He was dressed in a green shirt, wearing a white jade Taoist crown, tall and tall, with fair skin.

The young Taoist priest was pacing leisurely, but he inadvertently raised his head to take a closer look, and couldn't help frowning.

After pulling the mule, the young Taoist priest looked down, and quickened his pace, no longer leisurely.

The wind is slow and the day is late, when the smoke is blowing and the water is blowing.

Provoking thousands of hatred, tied to short and long branches.

Willows grow in the wilderness, shining green, as if it is the best color in this world.

But in the eyes of the young Taoist priest, this tree was shrouded in black smoke, full of resentment, and exuded a strong blood.

I don't know how many lives were killed!

The young Taoist drew out a three-foot green sword from his waist, pointed the tip of his sword at the willow tree, and rebuked: "Demon tree, how dare you harm people so far!"

The willow is ignored, like an ordinary tree.

The young Taoist priest raised his sword and stabbed Yang Liu with his sharp long sword.

The slender and green willow branches fluttered over, the young Taoist regarded him as a scourge, changed his sword move, and swung his sword to chop the willow branches.

The blade of the sword shone coldly and was extremely sharp. Once touched, the willow branch broke in two.

Yang Liu paused, knowing that he was no match for him. Although the willow branch that was cut in two was nothing special, all of Yang Liu's methods were like this. There is nothing special about the roots of the willow branch, and the young Taoist priest can easily break it.

On the ground, countless willow twigs kept obstructing and attacking the young Taoist priest, but were cut off one by one by the young Taoist priest.Under the ground, in the cave where the bandits were placed, the amount of willow tree essence injected by the roots suddenly increased, and the bandits woke up briefly.

The willow roots stick out one by one, and quietly climb up the bandits' necks. Amidst the bandits' thin screams like kittens, the roots slowly tighten little by little.

The bandits were like fish thirsty for water, their eyes wide open, their mouths wide open in vain, and they died one by one in the process of waking up to experience death.

The young Taoist didn't know that the willow tree in front of him had killed more than a dozen people during the fight with him. He only saw that the willow tree seemed to have suddenly lost its spirituality, its color was dim, and the willow branches no longer danced without wind. The ground no longer suddenly drilled roots to bind the legs and feet.

The resentment covering the whole willow suddenly dissipated most of it.

It was Yangliu who was turned into a demon because of the grievances of more than 20 people buried in the ground. After killing all the bandits, it was as if his wish was fulfilled. Where to go, maybe reincarnation.

Yang Liu suddenly came to his heart, felt these souls, and dispersed his cultivation to help them.

With no cultivation base and dissipated grievances, Yang Liu naturally couldn't move anymore.

Although the young Taoist was perplexed, he didn't want to delve into it. Plant demons are the most difficult to kill. As long as you keep a little root and add some nutrients, you can come back to life.

Without thinking about it, the young Taoist priest used his sword as an axe, and chopped and chopped at the thick willow trunk.

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The lights are on, and the night is still young.

There was silence in the room.

Luo Zheyu slowly opened his eyes, leaned against the head of the bed, and remained silent for a long time.

"Ha ha……"

After a long while, as if he had figured something out, he stroked his forehead and chuckled softly.

The author has something to say: The poems in this chapter are quoted from Cui Lu, the author of "The Willow"