The five-power god of the world of gods and ghosts!

Chapter 18 Monster!

"Really"

"Then I'll ask Taoist Master Lao. Please come with me, Taoist Master."

As soon as Deng Yang said these words, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in Old Man Liu's eyes.

He had never been outside this small mountain village within a hundred miles of it, so naturally he had never heard of Jiufeng Mountain, but after all he had lived a long time, he still knew about Qianzhou.

For Deng Yang to be able to travel all the way from Qianzhou to here, he must be a true Taoist with some abilities. What's more, now that his only son is in danger, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he definitely doesn't want to miss it.

"Taoist Priest, please look, Quanzi has become like this since he fainted for no reason a few days ago."

"I hope the Taoist Master will be merciful. I just want to try my best to save the dog's life."

Taking Deng Yang all the way to the back room of the main room, looking at the young man lying on the bed with a blue-grey complexion and a frown, Old Man Liu immediately knelt down on the ground, his eyes full of prayer.

"What are you doing, layman? Pindao is a monk. If a layman has a thought today, good causes will arise. Pindao will not be stingy in returning a good result to the layman."

Helping Old Man Liu up, Deng Yang looked at the young man lying unconscious on the bed, and a faint green light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"I wonder if there are any dogs in the village? It would be best if they are ferocious five-black dogs."

"Pindao needs his fresh dog blood as medicine!"

Rolling the young man's eyelids, Deng Yang suddenly understood. Facing Old Man Liu's eager gaze, he spoke leisurely.

"Have"

"I'll go find it for the Taoist priest right now."

Although he wanted to ask about his son's specific situation, seeing Deng Yang's confident look, Old Man Liu did not dare to ask more at this time for fear of missing his son's last chance of survival.

"It's strange, like he's been possessed by a nightmare spell, but there's no evil spirit at all."

It wasn't until Old Man Liu left the room that Deng Yang squinted his eyes and looked up and down at the layout of the room.

Logically speaking, whether it is a monster or evil spirit, most of them will leave behind their own aura if they use the nightmare technique.

But Old Man Liu's son had a pure aura around him and showed no signs of being sucked in Yang Qi. Instead, he looked like an ordinary nightmare.

But it’s impossible not to wake up from a nightmare for several days, and there are even signs of being immersed in a dream.

"Taoist Master, here comes the blood"

While Deng Yang was thinking, Old Man Liu hurried into the room carrying a wooden bucket with a fishy smell.

"Well, lay people please stay away to avoid being harmed by the filthy gas."

Taking the bucket from Old Man Liu, Deng Yang gave a brief reminder, and with a thought, he turned one hand into a claw and pinched the young man's chin. With the other hand, he picked up the dog blood in the bucket and poured it into the young man's mouth. .

"Squeak! Hoho."

As soon as the dog blood was poured into the young man's mouth, a sharp hissing sound was heard. The young man who had fallen into a coma suddenly opened his eyes and struggled violently.

"What an evil! How dare you do something wrong."

Looking at the young man's vertical pupils that were obviously different from those of normal humans, Deng Yang's expression suddenly changed. His palms, which were like dead wood, were like iron pliers, tightly gripping the young man's jaw.

"Taoist Master, what's wrong with Quanzi?"

Old man Liu on the side suddenly looked anxious as he looked at the young man struggling on the bed with a ferocious look on his face.

He tried to step forward several times, but was stopped by Deng Yang's eyes.

"dong dong dong"

"Hmph~ Stubborn!"

As the young man's struggle became more intense, Deng Yang couldn't help but snorted, and a majestic black figure suddenly broke into the room. He pressed the young man with one hand and pinned him to the bed board. "Squeak! Kaka."

It wasn't until a while later that the disgusting odor spurted out from the young man's mouth that his figure slowly stopped struggling and slowly collapsed on the bed.

"Taoist Master, what's wrong with Quan Zi?"

Looking at his son who was unconscious again, Old Man Liu's eyes were full of worry. He wanted to step forward to check, but Deng Yang held him firmly.

"It's okay. Once the bad smell comes out, it will be okay."

Sure enough, as Deng Yang finished speaking, the young man who was so limp on the bed suddenly started to stir, lying beside the bed and vomiting.

"Su'er, you're okay"

Seeing the young man regaining consciousness, Old Man Liu's panicked eyes suddenly turned into surprise. This time Deng Yang did not stop him from approaching.

"Dad, what's wrong with me?"

After a while, until he vomited out a pile of black and red filth, the young man slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of confusion in his weak voice.

"It's okay, it's okay, dad is here."

After comforting his son for a while, until the young man fell into a deep sleep, Old Man Liu came to Deng Yang with a grateful expression.

"The Taoist priest can be said to have saved the lives of our father and son this time. The old man is an only son. If he is gone, the old man will not be able to live alone, and even if he dies, he will not be able to face the ancestors underground. ."

"Okay, let me let you rest first."

Seeing that Old Man Liu was chattering away, Deng Yang immediately stopped him and then walked out of the room.

In the scene just now, there was obviously a monster at work, but what surprised Deng Yang was that not only did he not detect any evil, but even the monster was so weak that it was almost negligible.

Under normal circumstances, a monster that can charm ordinary people with nightmare techniques cannot have such a thin aura.

Moreover, monsters cause trouble either for Yang energy or for revenge.

But Old Man Liu's son, not only had not lost any yang energy, but he and his family had not been harmed in any way. This was something that Deng Yang couldn't figure out.

"Taoist Master, Quan Zi should be fine."

Before Deng Yang could think about it, Old Man Liu chased him out of the room again after a while and asked with an anxious look on his face.

"But please rest assured, layman. Your son has only been in coma for a few days and is a little weak. He is otherwise fine. He only needs a few days of good rest and he will be back to normal."

"By the way, I wonder where my son is that provoked such evil spirits?"

After briefly comforting Old Man Liu, Deng Yang couldn't help but raise the questions in his heart at the right time.

"This"

"To be honest with the Taoist Master, Mr. Liu from the village summoned the young people in the village and went into the mountain half a month ago. Mr. Liu didn't mention what he did in the mountain, but since he came back that day, Quan Zi always I had nightmares until a few days ago and couldn’t sleep since then.”

"There are several young people in the village who also have the same symptoms."

Speaking of this, Old Man Liu's face clearly showed some hesitation and confusion.

Originally, Mr. Liu in the village repeatedly warned him not to mention it to anyone, but thinking that Deng Yang had saved the life of his only son and the other families in the village who had suffered the same fate, Mr. Liu couldn't help but tell the truth.

"I see."

Although Old Man Liu's words failed to solve Deng Yang's doubts, they gave him a rough guess about the whole story.

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