Late at night, everything was silent and the night sky was dotted with stars.
The small village by the sea was exceptionally quiet. Aside from the occasional barking of dogs, there was only the sound of waves crashing against the beach and reefs.
In the distance, several ships were quietly anchored on the surface of the sea. Because they were too far away, only a few vague silhouettes could be seen in the darkness. They looked like islands on the sea.
Qiao Dahai's small wooden house was completely dark and silent.
Everyone in the village knew that the reclusive old man didn't like to light up at night to save money. He often went to bed early. Just like today, when the old man came back, the chimney in his house emitted smoke for a while. He must have been cooking. After that, there was no more movement in the small house.
In the darkness, an old woman with a hunched back and a flower basket filled with fresh flowers abruptly appeared in this peaceful fishing village.
The old woman selling flowers walked in from outside the village. Her figure was faintly discernible like a ghost. As the old woman walked in, the barking of dogs in the village seemed to stop.
The old woman walked all the way to Qiao Dahai's small wooden house before gently coughing and knocking on the door.
"Is there anyone home? It's dark and I'm tired from selling flowers. I'm here to ask for a bowl of water!"
There was no sound in the house, but a dense fog suddenly surged out of the house and enveloped the entire small wooden house and the people outside …
"Alas, people nowadays are becoming more and more heartless. I'm just asking for a bowl of water. Why do I have to run …"
The old woman sighed. The small wooden house instantly shattered with a rumble. The door, walls, roof, and windows of the wooden house instantly turned into thousands of fragments that shot out at high speed …
Inside the wooden house, there was only a pool of pitch-black water. At the same time, that pool of pitch-black water seemed to open a door to the underworld. Hundreds of ten-meter-long pythons with pitch-black and cold auras, hundreds of humanoid figures surrounded by the black water, hundreds of slave soldiers, hundreds of warriors on horseback, dozens of seven-meter-tall giants, a flock of black birds, fierce tigers, and wild beasts surged out of the wooden house with a splash, as if wanting to crush this quiet village into pieces.
In the void, countless needles and threads had covered the periphery of the small wooden house at some point in time.
The needles and threads were invisible. Only when something touched them could they see their blade-like shadows in the void …
All the boas, human figures, slave soldiers, battle horses, giants, birds, beasts and floods that flew out of the houses were ferocious at the beginning. However, in a split second, they were cut into pieces by the dense needles and threads in the air and scattered over the ground like broken pieces of porcelain. Even the surging flood was cut into pieces by the needles and threads, turning into water drops and mist before dispersing …
The invisible door to the underworld was sealed by the inconspicuous needle and thread. In the end, only a pool of black water was left in the room.
The old woman who was selling flowers was holding an embroidery needle in her hand. She sighed softly and said, "Are you still hiding from customers?" After saying that, the old woman used the needle in her hand to stab at the rolling black water.
When the needle pierced the black water, it froze into ice before exploding. Countless shards of ice shot out in all directions like shrapnel before being cut by the needles and threads in the void.
The small house disappeared, and so did the black water. Only a large hole remained where the small house had been. Nothing was left behind, and not a single person could be seen.
"Why do you have to make yourself suffer …" The old woman who sold flowers sighed.
At the same time, in a well more than 300 meters away from the hut, a black shadow emerged from the water in the well. With a flash, it flew towards the mouth of the well.
That black figure was Qiao Dahai.
The sea wasn't far from the well. The sound of the waves could be heard clearly here. As long as he rushed into the sea, Qiao Dahai would have a greater chance of escaping.
Qiao Dahai didn't understand how he had been exposed.
However, that wasn't important anymore. It was time to run for his life.
The members of the Blood Demon Church and the Shang Dynasty had been playing an interesting game. Before they were exposed, the members of the Blood Demon Church were the hunters. The entire Shang Dynasty was their prey, and they could do whatever they wanted. However, once their identities were exposed, the hunters became the Shang Dynasty and the Judgement Army, and they were the prey.
Shangjing was the home ground of the Judgement Army. What was home ground? Once the enemy was exposed, it was tantamount to death.
The mouth of the well was right in front of him. Just as he was about to leap out of the well, Qiao Dahai saw two strange blood-red eyes suddenly appear at the mouth of the well. The blood-red eyes blinked at him, and then he felt pain in his chest.
Great fear rose in Qiao Dahai's heart. He felt that the well was like a man-eating demon. He had jumped into the mouth of the man-eating demon and was being chewed and swallowed by it. He really heard the crunching sounds of his flesh and bones being chewed. Endless weakness and darkness came over him.
…
The granny who sold flowers came over and looked at the things that had fallen into the ashes of the well. She put them away and sighed. "Why did you choose such a painful way to die?"
Water Demon Qiao Dahai died just like that. From the beginning to the end, he never thought that today would be his last day in Shang Jing City. How he was exposed and how the Judgement Army found him was an answer that he would never know.
"He can't escape into the sea …" An old man holding an emerald fishing rod appeared by the well and shook his head regretfully. "Catch him. Maybe we can interrogate him …"
"People of the Blood Demon Church will never be able to get anything out of them. It's best to kill them with a knife …" A hoarse voice spoke in the air beside the well, but no one could be seen.
A scholar with a fluttering green robe and a brush flew over and landed on the ground. He looked at the ashes on the ground and shook his head. "He's the only one within a radius of ten miles. There are no other survivors of the Blood Demon Church. Sigh, I didn't even have time to act. What a pity …"
"One of the Five Demons has been killed. There are four left. We have the same number of people …" The granny who sold flowers smiled.
"Sigh, I came here in the middle of the night for nothing. I didn't get anything. I have to go back and eat some meat and drink some wine to replenish my energy …" The old man holding the emerald fishing rod said. He swung the fishing rod, and a fishing line was directly thrown into the sea hundreds of meters away. He pulled the fishing rod back, and a golden fish the size of a human was caught on the fishing line. The old man put away the fishing rod, held the golden fish in one hand, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.
The scholar took out a brush and drew a door in the void. He lifted his long robe, pushed the door open, walked in, and disappeared.
"A scholar always shows off so much …" The granny who sold flowers shook her head and looked up into the sky, but she didn't say anything. She just carried the flower basket, and her figure was faintly discernible. In the blink of an eye, she also disappeared into the darkness.
It seemed that nothing had happened in the fishing village. The villagers were still sleeping soundly. No one knew that a few strange people had just come to the village, and then a small wooden house in the village had disappeared just like that.
The dogs in the village barked again, and the waves gently kissed the beach. Everything returned to peace and tranquility.
…
"Brother Lin Qing, we didn't talk much in the past, and I didn't treat you to a drink. Today, I will treat you to a drink …" More than ten miles away by the Qin An River, Xia Pingan withdrew his gaze from the fishing village. He took out a jar of Exquisite Wine and poured half of it on the ground. Then, he raised his head and drank the remaining half like drinking water. He threw the jar into the river and wiped the corner of his mouth. "Today, I'll kill a monster from the Blood Demon Church to give you some interest. As for the Blood Demon Church's palace master, I'll kill him and offer him to you as a sacrifice. Then, I'll treat you to a drink …"
The Child of Fortune was already staring at the Dark Demon. That Dark Demon seemed to be very active. Therefore, Water Demon Qiao Danhai, who had just appeared in Shang Jing City today, had to die. Qiao Danhai no longer had any value in existing.
Moreover, Xia Pingan wanted to kill someone today …
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