Vaguely.
Elder Luo felt like he was hallucinating.
In front of him was no longer an old raccoon, but an old woman dressed in hemp mourning clothes. She held a walking stick in her hand and had a neutral expression.
He looked like a dried corpse that had just crawled out of a graveyard. His skin was as rough as the bark of an old tree, and there was not a hint of blood in it.
His eyes were filled with a fierce light as he stared straight at him.
When she looked at him, crooked old Luo felt his scalp go numb. Cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and his entire body trembled. He was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body.
"What a f * cking monster."
At this moment, how could he not understand?
This old woman was definitely the human form that the old raccoon had transformed into. All of them had fallen for the spell and were mesmerized by this old monster.
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. They were all rumors of folk demons eating human flesh.
His life was hanging by a thread.
Old crooked Luo struggled desperately, but his limbs were no longer under his control. Other than his eyes, he could not move a single inch of his body.
The rest of the people were also in despair.
This kind of old fox was best at confusing people. Today, he was probably going to become a fish on the chopping board.
Even someone like Chen Yulou, who had been in the martial world for many years, could only sit there and die. There was nothing he could do.
The old woman held her walking stick and let out a cold laugh. She walked up to Old Crooked Luo in two or three steps and stretched out her sharp claws, which were still that of a civet cat, to cut his chest.
Whoosh!
In that short moment.
A cold light flashed, and a sound of air being torn could be heard from the side. Then, a short knife was stabbed at Old Leopard Cat's claw.
It was Feng Bai, who had broken free from the illusion and escaped from his fatigue.
His face was solemn. How could he not recognize that this old woman was the one he had seen on the painting earlier?
It was probably as he thought.
It was not a true god, but a wild beast that had cultivated into a spirit in the mountains. It wanted to eat people.
However, the villagers in the Miao territory did not understand this and mistook it for a god. Instead, they built a temple for it and provided incense.
Now that this old leopard cub had revealed its true colors, how could Feng Bai let it off so easily?
Power surged in his body, and killing intent surged in his eyes.
Bang!
However, what he did not expect was that the short knife he threw out did not pierce through the old woman's claws. Instead, it emitted a cracking sound of metal colliding with metal.
However, this attack also broke the old raccoon's plan.
It turned its head abruptly, its murky eyes emitting a few fierce lights. It gave up on crooked Luo and turned around to charge at Feng Bai.
"You're courting death!"
Feng Bai raised his eyebrows.
He threw out a piece of yellow paper. The paper swelled up with the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a strong man holding a hammer.
He had a burly figure and a fierce aura.
Paper Figurine Technique!
This was the first time Feng Bai had used this technique in a real battle since he had obtained it from Qingsang's hanging coffin.
The current situation was dangerous and he couldn't hide his strength.
The paper human figure shouted loudly and charged at the old woman with the iron hammer. Feng Bai wasn't slow either. He used the advantage of his figure to continuously support her.
However, the old leopard cub had cultivated in the mountains for hundreds of years and had the power of the incense of the mountain people. He was only one step away from cultivating an inner core.
Not to mention his strength, his illusions were also unpredictable.
After fighting for a long time, they were unable to kill him in one fell swoop!
Seeing that the situation was in a deadlock, Chen Yulou and the others who were trapped by the illusion were also anxious. They wanted to get out of the illusion immediately and help Feng Bai get rid of that old raccoon.
"There is righteousness in heaven and earth, and it is mixed with various forms. Below it is the river and above it is the sun and stars…"
Suddenly.
A loud recitation came from outside the house.
This was the Song of Righteousness written by Wen Tianxiang of the Southern Song Dynasty. The poem was filled with the righteous qi of heaven and earth, and it was the most effective thing to restrain evil.
Upon hearing that voice, the few people trapped in the hall immediately felt much more relaxed.
Feng Bai subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief.
He knew that Francolin Whistle had arrived.
Dealing with these wild monsters was Mountain Moving Daoist's forte. He was proficient in Maoshan Taoist techniques.
He quietly put away the paper figurine.
Feng Bai retreated to the window and sealed off the old raccoon's escape route.
As expected!
In the next moment, the three figures from before walked out from the grass and snow in the front yard.
The three of them were dressed as Miao people.
One man and two women.
The Miao girl walking in front looked young, probably around sixteen or seventeen years old. She had an elegant temperament and held a flower umbrella in her hand.
The man in the middle looked to be around 27 or 28 years old.
He was tall and straight, at least 1.8 meters tall, which was extremely rare in Miaojiang.
His skin was dark, probably because he often ran around outside.
He was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, and he didn't know what was inside.
However, her temperament was extremely outstanding. Even if she stood in a crowd, she would be remembered at a glance.
Feng Bai knew that this was Zhe Gushao.
He was a genius who had not appeared in the world for hundreds of years. Rumor had it that he was proficient in the art of moving mountains and filling the sea. His strength was extremely strong and he was the leader of this generation's mountain gate movement.
As for the man behind him, he was not old either.
However, he had curly hair and had a foreign appearance. He should be an old foreigner.
"Stop it!"
The moment he entered the door.
Francolin Whistle only nodded at Feng Bai by the window, then waved his hand and shouted.
The flower spirit and the old foreigner quickly pulled apart and surrounded the old raccoon dog in the middle.
The two of them were agile, especially the flower spirit. Although she was a woman, her eyes were full of heroic spirit. She took a few steps forward and shook her wrist.
She immediately opened the umbrella.
Countless mirrors were embedded on the umbrella surface, attracting the surrounding candlelight to shine on.
In the distance, Feng Bai only felt a black mist flash before his eyes. His heart instantly felt a sense of clarity. When he looked again at the center of the room, there was still an old woman there.
It was still that wild mountain fox with gray hair!
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