Chapter 428 (1/2)

For the fish demon and the small fishing village, Cheng Hao has seen the film, more or less understand some.

This fish demon once passed by this small fishing village before she was alive. She saved the little girl who fell into the river by accident.

But it is a pity that a good man has a good reward for his good deeds. In return, it is the anger of the whole village people and the shouting and swearing of traffickers.

In the end, he was killed by the villagers as a human trafficker, and was thrown into the lake. He was extremely oppressed and unwilling to die.

It was because he suffered great humiliation and unwillingness before his death that his resentment did not disperse after his death, and eventually turned into a fish demon, and launched revenge on this small fishing village, especially the long life of the little girl who caused him to die miserably is the object that he wants to revenge.

Therefore, Cheng Hao has no sympathy for what happened in this fishing village. He has to bear the evils he has made with tears. After all, when they kill others indiscriminately, they never think about whether the young man who was killed by them is really damned!

Next, Cheng Hao didn't run around. He stopped not far from the small fishing village, waiting for master Xuanzang who would appear next.

In the early morning of the next day, the village played a funeral for the dead, and then people began to raise money to invite a magical Exorcist. It is said that the immortal was so powerful that he subdued demons to exorcise demons and called on the wind and rain.

Before long, an ”expert” with a scholar's cap, a sword on his back, a mole on his mouth, a moustache, a swaying walk, and a coarse robe was invited.

”Folks, I've been studying in Xianshan for many years, but I don't have much difficulty in dealing with this little monster. Today, I heard that there are monsters making trouble here. I've come to subdue demons and kill demons, so we can have a clean water area! ” The so-called expert raised his hand and cried out to the villagers.

Cheng Hao laughs and laughs at the ”high man” who is just like a God. He doesn't want to expose him. What he likes most is to stand by and watch ”movies”.

The villagers in the fishing village were stunned. Next, the expert rowed a boat and went to the middle of the lake. He murmured something in his mouth and took out a small ball from his package.

On the boat, he was throwing talismans and swordsmen. After performing for a while, he felt almost the same. The master picked up the ball, lit the fuse on it, and then threw it into the water.

It is such a poor means of fish bombing, the fishermen still did not doubt him, but one by one with a look of expectation, as if waiting for the master to really give them a clean water area.

With a loud bang, a big fish slowly floated up in the lake. The fishermen in the fishing village were overjoyed and rowed forward one after another, dragging the fish ashore with fishing nets.

The head of the fishing village took a few people with a few salted fish and stopped the ”high man” who wanted to leave: ”Taoist priest, thank you for eliminating the harm for the people. Here are some salted fish of thousand years old. Please accept them.”

The expert looked at some salted fish on the plate. He couldn't help but jerk at the corners of his mouth. He pushed the plate out in a hurry. ”As a monk, I'm determined to help the world. I can't take such precious things.”

Seeing that the master didn't accept it, the village head was no longer reluctant. Instead, he followed the villagers around the big fish that had been blown up and called out: ”revenge!”

”Kill it!”

”Isn't it dead?”

”Kill it again!”

Just then, a soft voice came from behind the crowd: ”you are all wrong. It didn't kill people!”

Cheng Hao, who is planning to taste the taste of roast fish at noon, hears the voice and suddenly knows that the master of the Western Heaven is coming.

Not far away, a young man with fluffy hair appeared in front of the public. The young man was dressed in rags and had a shabby book in his hand. He walked slowly to the big fish that had been killed by the explosion.