Volume 1: Zhao Shanhe Chapter 55: The Chaos of the Zhao Family
In the wooden building, as Ji Yuan's words fell, the faces of the group of people immediately changed.
As if recalling everything that had happened in the past two days, everyone including Mr. Zhao could not help but feel deep fear on their faces.
The three of them noticed that even the warriors who were guarding the courtyard were trembling slightly at the moment, not to mention the servants who were not armed, who almost fell to the ground with their legs weak.
Ji Yuan subconsciously turned around and looked at the two people behind him. Although he had expected it, he did not expect that what happened in the past two days would have such a huge impact on these people.
But when I think of the hell on earth outside the wooden building, I can understand. If it were them, I'm afraid it wouldn't be much better than these people.
Just taking a look at it before, their moods almost collapsed, although this was also related to the three people's shallow experience.
"Mr. Zhao, what happened in the past two days?"
Ji Yuan took a deep breath and then asked in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Mr. Zhao smiled miserably, and with the help of two servants, he turned around and sat on the chair. Then he stretched out his hand to indicate that the three of them should sit down together.
After Ji Yuan, Xu Qiqi, and Jiang He sat down, he poured a few cups of cold tea silently, and then stared at the tea cups in front of him, his thoughts lost in memories.
After repelling the evil creatures, the Zhao family had a peaceful night. Who would have thought that before the next morning came, an accident would envelope the entire Zhao family mansion.
Before the dawn of Buddha comes, a sinister wind appears over the mansion for no apparent reason, and a roaring sound is heard that makes people feel fearful and ferocious.
The heart-rending wails woke up everyone in the Zhao family. When everyone looked up at the sky, a rain of blood suddenly poured down.
The entire Zhao family was instantly filled with a disgusting smell of blood. Countless blood rains fell on the ground and soon gathered into streams of water.
At that time, Mr. Zhao discovered that the water flow formed by the blood rain formed a strange pattern on the ground of the Zhao family residence, and as the blood rain continued to fall, the pattern became more and more complete.
Although I don’t understand what will happen to this weird pattern after it is completely completed, but even if I think about it with my back heel, I know that it will definitely not be a good thing.
But before Mr. Zhao could give instructions on how to deal with the situation at hand, a sinister wind fell from the sky and whizzed past the mansion.
Any ordinary person who is blown by this evil wind will bleed from all his orifices and lose most of his yang energy. It is more like seeing some terrifying scene and running crazy in the house.
What's more, as if they have lost their minds, they continue to mutilate their bodies, or beat themselves to the head and bleed, or cut their bodies with sharp blades, letting the blood flow out.
More than 90% of the entire Zhao family's maids, servants, etc. went crazy, and even began to fight with each other, making sounds like ghosts from the underworld.
At first, there were martial arts guards who would try their best to stop these people, but after finding that their efforts were in vain, they didn't know what else they could do.
Finally, under the order of Mr. Zhao, all the martial arts guards gathered in the main house and listened silently to the ghost-like wails outside the courtyard wall.
"You just watch quietly and don't look for rescue outside?"
Xu Qiqi's eyes widened, and a look of anger appeared on his face.
However, after Mr. Zhao heard this, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Do you think we haven't tried sending people to leave the mansion and go outside to find help?"
When the blood rain poured down, he sent several confidants with good military skills to go to several gangs and ask the county government for help.
It's a pity that the weakest of these are the servants in the early stage of the skin and flesh realm, and the strongest are in the middle stage of the flesh and blood realm. However, as soon as they leave the Zhao family's residence, they will be blown away by a gust of evil wind.
And the white bones would eventually be carried by the evil wind and thrown in front of them, as if to warn everyone not to try to leave the mansion.
"Then what happened next?"
Ji Yuan continued to ask, and at the same time gave the girl a look, telling her not to interrupt her.
After Mr. Zhao let out a heavy breath, he slowly told them what happened next.
That day, after dawn passed, the rain of blood in the sky finally stopped, and the long-lasting desperate wailing in the mansion disappeared in an instant.
But the real hell on earth has just begun...
A maid and domestic servant, like zombies, gathered towards the house. They collapsed the gate, climbed over the wall, and pounced on a Nagoin martial artist with their claws and teeth.
An indescribable battle ended. Inside and outside the courtyard where the residence was located, there were gruesome corpses everywhere, including those of Zhao family servants and the warriors who guarded the courtyard.
These maids and servants were like lunatics who didn't know pain. Even if their limbs were broken, they would still squirm and attack with their teeth.
Once overwhelmed by the sea of people, the warriors guarding the courtyard will be torn to pieces by these madmen, with no way of survival at all.
"There were a total of fifty-seven martial arts guards in the Zhao family, but in the end only eighteen were left."
Mr. Zhao sighed softly, his face full of heartache and bitterness.
These martial arts guards are the foundation of the Zhao family, and they are the foundation for them to become a family of three sects.
In addition to these warriors, 90% of the maids and servants of the Zhao family died in this battle. It is no wonder that the warriors were cruel, because if they were not so, they themselves would be torn into pieces.
Even though there are all kinds of reasons, when thinking of this moment, the surviving warriors who guarded the hospital couldn't help but lower their heads, and some young ones couldn't help but shed tears in their eyes.
"If my guess is correct, those people were already dead when they were infected by the rain of blood and the evil wind blew by. Those who are fighting with you are just corpses controlled by evil spirits."
Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan pondered for a moment, and then spoke a few words of comfort.
Sure enough, after listening to his remarks, more than a dozen warriors raised their heads subconsciously, and their eyes finally glowed with a little life, at least they were not as painful as before.
As for whether Ji Yuan's words are true, these people don't care. What they need most now is comfort so that they can have a reason to feel better.
"After that, a man exuding evil aura walked out of the evil aura."
Mr. Zhao whispered softly, but there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes.
According to what he said, after the man stepped out of the evil wind, he knocked away five servants who were in the middle stage of the Flesh Realm with just a few punches. If the opponent had been more ruthless, these servants would not have been beaten to death on the spot.
He would have to be seriously injured and his foundation would be completely destroyed.
In the end, Mr. Zhao took action. With the help of more than ten powerful talismans, and at the cost of destroying a heavy weapon and seriously injuring himself, he was able to temporarily repel the man.
This gave a group of people a chance to escape here. Otherwise, if Ji Yuan and others broke into the Zhao family's residence, it would be impossible to see them again.
"So you've been hiding here for two days?"
Ji Yuan frowned. If this was the case, I am afraid that these people here may not have many clues about the evil object in their hands.
Hearing this, Mr. Zhao nodded slightly and said that if he had not spent a lot of money in the early years to hire a Confucian scholar to copy the saint's articles for this wooden building, there would probably be no place for them to hide for two days.
"That evil thing is at least at the barrier-breaking level."
Mr. Zhao said with a gloomy expression.
The so-called barrier-breaking state is actually the second state of cultivation, the "spirit-pointing state". However, because to practice this state, you need to use the soul's light to break the confusion of the physical body, so it is often called the barrier-breaking state.
As soon as this statement came out, Ji Yuan and the other two people were already prepared, but after they confirmed it, they couldn't help but change their expressions.
In fact, it's normal when you think about it. Mr. Zhao's ability to rank among the top three within a few hundred miles of Qianyu City relies on his strength as a half-step muscle and bone warrior.
And the only people who can force him to do this are monks or martial artists of the second level or above, other than those who are extremely talented and have practiced peerless skills.
But in this way, if they can save their own lives during this trip, it will be considered a great blessing. It will become more and more difficult to find out the evil things here and the plans of the people behind the scenes.
Fortunately, the wooden building here is copied from the saint's article. It is probably written by a Confucian monk in the second and third realms, and it can prevent evil things from outside from entering.
So even though it was extremely dangerous outside, as long as they stayed in the wooden building, they would be safe.
Next, all we need to do is wait patiently. Whether Zhao Yuansong and the others can bring in reinforcements, or whether the elders from the third level of the Nine Mysterious Sect arrive in a day or two, they can easily resolve the crisis at hand.
And the person who planned all this behind the scenes should not be able to trigger the overall situation in advance because of them.
"It's just a pity that the saint's articles on the wall outside the building can only last for another half a day, and then they will disappear between heaven and earth due to exhaustion of spiritual energy."
Mr. Zhao suddenly sighed with emotion, his face full of helplessness.
Hearing this, Ji Yuan nodded in deep agreement. It would indeed be a pity if the saint's articles, which were large enough to cover the stairs, just disappeared between heaven and earth.
"Wait! What did you say?"
Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment, then stood up from his chair suddenly and looked at the old man in front of him with wide eyes.
After seeing the other party's confused look, but still nodding seriously, he immediately sat back on the chair as if he had lost his soul.
On the left and right sides of Ji Yuan, Xu Qiqi and Jiang He had dull faces. It took them a while to come to their senses, and they silently reached out their hands to cover their foreheads. They didn't quite understand. It was obviously a matter of life and death. Why did this person come to his senses?
The old man's focus was on the regret that a saint's article was about to disappear.
"Mr. Zhao, please tell me that even after the saint's article dissipates, there will still be a back-up to resist the evil things outside!"
Ji Yuan looked at the old man in front of him with an unprecedented serious expression.
However, the other party looked confused at this moment: "What... what kind of back-up plan?" This chapter has been completed!
