Chapter 334

"Keep these things in your stomach; don't talk to others about them." He Lingchuan reminded Skinny. "There is no official announcement, so don't go home and talk about it; your family has many mouths." The Chifeng mine cave incident had passed for a few days, but Panlongcheng was still calm on the surface, and no earth-shattering case had been revealed. That meant it was handled privately, and they didn't want it to be known.

Skinny sighed and nodded: "That's true, we common people have food and drink, why worry about these things? Can the gold in the mine cave be distributed to us? Let Commander Zhong have a headache."

"You reported it anonymously, didn't you get a reward?"

"That's true." Skinny was very proud and was about to brag about his sharp eyes when a scream suddenly came from outside, a howl! The howl sounded like a wolf's howl and a ghost's cry; anyway, it didn't sound like a human, making the listeners just want to cover their ears.

He Lingchuan and Skinny looked at each other, their footsteps shifted, and they rushed out quickly.

Wen Daolun stepped out of the Yue Wu Tang, and two guards immediately followed.

He touched his sleeve and found he had forgotten to bring an important thing: "Hey, why did I forget to take the lecture notes?" He hurriedly pointed to a guard and said, "Hey, you go to my house and get the lecture notes; they are on the desk, and the title says 'Wenxian Hall'."

The guard responded and left with big strides.

"I'm old, I can't remember such a small thing." Wen Daolun pressed his forehead and said, "Without the lecture notes, how can I talk boastfully in the Wenxian Hall for an hour?"

Wen Xing looked back at the Yue Wu Tang, full of longing: "I don't know when I will be qualified to enter the North Courtyard for a contest."

"You should perform well in the patrol team first." Wen Daolun was thinking about his old mother's repeated instructions; the Panlong Wasteland was too dangerous, and he should just put Xing'er in the Chi Pa Plateau as a patrol guard.

The old lady was thinking about these little things at home. It didn't matter if he didn't make many contributions; the most important thing was safety.

Wen Xing stammered: "If I join the patrol, will it cause people to criticize my father?"

"Don't avoid relatives when recommending." Wen Daolun patted his youngest son's shoulder. "You passed the martial arts test and joined openly; what is there for others to criticize?" Saying this, he let out a long sigh.

Wen Xing asked curiously: "What's wrong, Father?"

Wen Daolun sighed: "If everyone had a heart of innocence, where would Panlongcheng have so much trouble?"

The Wen residence was very close to the back door of the Yue Wu Tang, so the father and son walked slowly along the river, waiting for the guard to retrieve the lecture notes.

Panlongcheng had seven or eight inner rivers and numerous branches; unlike the South Gate Square which had hot springs, most of them were frozen in this weather, and the river surface was covered with a thick layer of ice.

The father and son passed a small bridge, and a gray stone larger than a millstone was lying under the bridge pier. Although it looked a bit strange lying there, passersby didn't take it seriously at all.

Who would pay attention to a broken stone under the bridge?

However, when Wen Daolun walked past, the stone suddenly moved, instantly sprouting hands, feet, long legs, a head, and a tail...

As if blown by a breeze, this monster leaped from the bottom of the bridge to Wen Daolun in one step, crashing directly into him, and then tried to break his head.

Its hands were like eagle claws, and the veins on the back of its hands were like steel bars; ending someone like Wen Daolun, a spellcaster, only required a snap.

Fortunately, although Wen Daolun was knocked staggering, a white light flashed in front of him, and frost illusions appeared in the air, and the monster was directly bounced away, hitting the bridge with a bang.

This was the triggering of a protective magic artifact.

The surrounding pedestrians screamed and scattered to flee consciously.

The monster's claws and big mouth were covered in solid ice. Only then could its body shape be seen clearly; it looked like both a monkey and a cat, but it was hairless, and after touching the wooden bridge, its body naturally turned dark brown.

This thing could change color and was good at camouflage.

The monster shook twice, and the solid ice shattered. At this time, the guard rushed forward to attack, and Wen Xing protected his father and retreated.

But this thing's speed was astonishingly fast, and the naked eye couldn't keep up.

The guard struggled to support for seven or eight breaths, but was still knocked away by its tail.

However, Wen Daolun also seized the opportunity to throw out five bamboo talismans, four of which automatically stood around the monster, and the last green one hung four feet above its head.

The monster knocked the guard away and rushed toward Wen Daolun again, but was bounced back by an invisible wall of air within two steps.

The wall of air it hit would show a little white mark, and then the part it hit would quickly freeze; if not removed in a short time, the solid ice would cover its whole body.

This was "drawing a circle as a prison"; Wen Daolun combined it with the freezing technique, which was better for limiting the enemy.

The more frantically the monster hit the wall, the more solid ice was formed, and its body became less flexible.

However, no one noticed that a bug crawled out silently from the dark alley behind the Wen father and son.

It was called a bug, but it was larger than an adult man's palm, looking like a cricket, but its head was as sharp as an awl.

It jumped forward a few steps and shot three sharp spikes at Wen Daolun's back! Wen Xing looked back and happened to see it crawling out of the shadow of the wall crack to commit murder, so he pounced to block behind his father without thinking.

Three light sounds, and several sharp spikes hit Wen Xing.

Wen Daolun turned around in shock and hugged his son.

The cricket-like monster adjusted its angle and aimed at his forehead again.

However, just as it fired again, a shadow flashed from behind; the person hadn't arrived, but the blade light came first.

He Lingchuan had arrived.

He saw the monster shrink its head to make a stabbing action, but the two sides were a zhang apart, fearing he wouldn't make it, so he slashed over with a wave slash.

The branches on the ground in front didn't move at all, but the monster's forehead suddenly burst, and together with the spike that was just about to be shot from its forehead, they were cut into two sections by the faint blade light! Squeak, it exploded into a mass of green pulp.

He Lingchuan didn't care about anything else after one strike, first leaning over to seal the acupuncture points near Wen Xing's wound.

"Xing'er!" Wen Daolun's mind was all on his son, and the "drawing a circle as a prison" talisman suddenly loosened, and the monster trapped inside broke out of the talisman prison with another hit.

At this time, the Great Wind Army soldiers in the Yue Wu Tang rushed to attack one after another, and the rest protected the Wen father and son.

The monster tried to pounce twice, but was suppressed by the opposite martial force, adding many wounds to its body.

Trapped in the encirclement of fourteen or fifteen Great Wind Army soldiers, it couldn't display its skills no matter how capable it was.

It couldn't win the fight, so the monster didn't linger and turned to jump into the river.

The river surface was thick with ice, but the water underneath was still flowing. It also had camouflage talent; as long as it entered the water, it had a great hope of escaping.

However, when the monster was in the air, a long spear shot over like lightning, and it had to lift its arm to block it.

It was Captain Xiao Maoliang Maoliang who had arrived and attacked in anger.

With a muffled sound of "thud," its left arm was nailed to the bridge.

The monster let out a scream, twisted twice with force, and its left forearm actually fell off on its own. It still wanted to jump into the river, but the Great Wind Army had already shot three or four grappling hooks, forcibly hooking it back from the river surface.

"Jin Du ghost!" Wen Daolun's face turned iron-blue. "How can there be two more!"

Panlongcheng had clearly killed nine ghost cubs before!

Watching the monster roar endlessly, while the wound on its left arm was gradually healing, Wen Daolun said to He Lingchuan: "Break another hand, break its leg bone."

He Lingchuan raised his hand and dropped his knife; in the splashing green blood, the monster lost another arm, and its leg was also broken.

The precious sword was sharp, making his companions marvel. You know, this monster's skin was incredibly thick, and many people holding magic artifacts couldn't break its defense.

Wen Daolun immediately stuffed a crystal into its wound, not caring about the green blood corroding his fingers, and then took out a bamboo talisman and handed it to Captain Xiao Maoliang Maoliang: "The Jin Du cub will go back to find its mother when it is seriously injured; you take this tracking talisman. Once it's close to the crystal, it will glow!"

Captain Xiao Maoliang Maoliang understood what he meant, took the tracking talisman, and only after seeing it glow did he signal everyone to let the monster go.

The Jin Du cub regained its freedom, let out a fierce howl at the crowd, and jumped into the water.

Captain Xiao Maoliang Maoliang led people to chase after it.

This side, Wen Daolun stuffed a few life-saving pills into his son and carried him into the Dun Tower of the Yue Wu Tang, which was the place where martial artists usually rested, a small building in the middle separating the North and South Courtyards.

This was the closest, with beds, medicine, and physicians.

The entire Yue Wu Tang was in an uproar.

Alo didn't know which corner he crawled out of; he took Wen Xing's pulse, discussed with his peers for a few words, and then rushed out, shouting: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, human life is at stake, don't block the road!"

He actually jumped onto a carriage and left.

He Lingchuan saw Wen Daolun's eyes staring blankly and knew that things were not looking good.

At this time, Wen Xing had fallen into a coma, and the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth was green. Wen Daolun wiped it again and again, holding his forehead with one hand.

"Just now, thank you." He was actually still able to distract himself to thank He Lingchuan.

If it weren't for this boy, he would have followed in his son's footsteps, and the father and son would probably be lying side by side by now.

There were too many people in the Yue Wu Tang, and Wen Daolun was annoyed, so he drove most of them out, leaving only He Lingchuan and two guards at the scene.

Those three sharp spikes had been pulled out and placed to one side.

He Lingchuan observed these three murder weapons and saw that their length was about the same as a toothpick, but they had wood grain, and the surface had screw-like cracks like tree bark.

And the small monster that shot them was also lying on a tray. Judging by the feeling of He Lingchuan slashing it just now, this thing didn't have high defense, and its abilities seemed to be all focused on sneak attacks.

The room suddenly became quiet; Wen Daolun guarded his son, staring straight at him in a daze, occasionally muttering to himself.

He spoke very vaguely, and He Lingchuan only heard a few intermittent words: "Could it be... it should be at this time...?"

Not long after, Alo came back, followed by reinforcements—

His foster father, the Dan Office Grand Pharmacist Helian Chen.

After Helian Chen entered the Yue Wu Tang, he didn't have time to greet Wen Daolun and went to treat Wen Xing.

Opening the clothes again, the blood flowing from Wen Xing's wound was already pure green, and the surrounding skin had hardened, become brittle, turned iron-gray, and had fine lines—

Simply put, his skin seemed to have turned into tree bark.

Those three sharp spikes, one was blocked by his arm, one hit his abdomen, and the last one hit his leg.

So these three positions all showed symptoms of bark-like transformation, and were slowly spreading to the surroundings.

A strange fragrance also permeated the air. He Lingchuan couldn't say what it was; it smelled a bit like honey and a bit like pine resin.

Such a pleasant fragrance, yet it wafted from Wen Xing's wound, making everyone feel even more eerie.

After Helian Chen took a step back, Wen Daolun hurriedly asked him: "How is it?"

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(End of chapter)