Chapter 44 Which Mr. Huang?

Chapter 44 Which Mr. Huang?

Although Chen Huangpi has changed his skin, his appearance has changed greatly and he has become taller.

But compared with the mutated statue's majestic body that is dozens of feet tall, it is just a tiny thing.

So, the great evil monster froze in place under the gaze of the great evil god.

"I've become like this, it won't still recognize me, right?"

Chen Huangpi felt that he had changed into a new skin and put on a hat that even Huang Er couldn't see through.

Even if the master came, he probably wouldn't recognize me.

This mutated statue should be the right one.

It seemed as if he could see what Chen Huangpi was thinking.

The brass oil lamp said dimly, "It should be unrecognizable, but the black smoke on you is unique, and it is contaminated by you, so who can say for sure?"

"Nonsense, I am very evil, I won't pollute it!"

Chen Huangpi's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

The mutated statue was the last god worshipped in Jingxian Temple. Maybe, perhaps, it was contaminated for some reason later, but it couldn't be himself.

I just often steal its offerings.

There was no contact at other times.

It should not hate itself, but the master. It was the master who did not allow a fourth man-eating creature to appear in the temple and drove it out.

Later, it ran back and said that it was too cold outside and not as warm as in the Taoist temple, and begged me to let it in.

If my master hadn't forbidden me, I would have agreed.

I am quite evil.

It can’t be mixed up!
Big-headed Evil looked at Chen Huangpi and the mutated statue who were standing frozen in place, completely confused about the situation.

Some evil creatures are born intelligent and can speak human language. They are much smarter and more cruel than humans.

Some are evil and weird, like uncivilized savages.

I can see it, but I can't understand it.

"Great evil, great evil god, you are all very fierce, please follow me."

The big head's evil single eye opened and closed, and its thin limbs crawled on the ground, as if it wanted to take them to a place where only the most evil could go.

Seeing this, Chen Huangpi had no other thoughts and followed immediately.

Behind him, a heavy rumbling sound immediately sounded.

The mutated statue was closing in from behind.

Every step that the huge body took was like a dragon turning over.

crunch...

The huge mouth on its chest began to chew on the god who was still alive, absorbing its essence to repair itself.

Chen Huangpi hadn't spent much time at this strange morning market before.

At the moment, the evil big-headed monster is leading the way.

As he walked, he was shouting something about a great evil being coming, a great evil god.

All the evil spirits and demons tried to avoid it as much as possible and dared not step forward to block the way.

In fact, there is not much difference between evil and evil gods.

But one was born from ten thousand mountains, and the other was a god mutated by pollution.

Both are evil in nature.

However, after the big-headed evil spirit spread the word, all the evil spirits knew that Chen Huangpi eats evil spirits, and all the evil gods also knew that the mutated statues eat gods.

Both are too vicious.

Soon, the evil big-headed monster led Chen Huangpi and the mutated statue to the place.

It was a huge stage.

The foundation alone is several hundred meters in radius, and there is a sunshade shed with curtains on both sides, as if the show has not yet begun.

Seeing this, Chen Huangpi couldn't help but say, "Big Head Evil, you can bring me to watch the show, but let me make it clear first, I won't give you any money."

Big-headed evil was stunned.

It tried hard to understand what Chen Huangpi said, but its thinking couldn't keep up.

After a long while, he said dryly, "Mr. Huang said that anything evil or strange can be seen. It likes excitement."

"Which Mr. Huang?"

Chen Huangpi became curious. Is there any other evil person with the surname Huang?
The big head said in an evil and tangled voice: "Master Huang... that is Master Huang, the new Master Huang."

Seeing that it couldn't explain clearly, Chen Huangpi didn't bear to ask any more questions.

Anyway, we'll see you soon.

There is no rush.

"Could it be Huang Yi?"

The brass oil lamp suddenly said this.

Chen Huangpi said: "Huang Yi should still be hanging in the Feixiantu, it definitely can't be it."

"It's a pity."

The brass oil lamp has very complicated feelings towards Huang Yi. He is the kind of person who is afraid that his brother will not live well, but also afraid that he will live too well.

But that’s all it says.

If Huang Yi really turned into an evil being, there would have been a big commotion in the Ten Thousand Mountains long ago.

At this time, some evil creatures came over.

It seemed that he was here to watch a show as well.

Among them was a very evil man with a long and narrow body and wearing a tattered black robe.

Chen Huangpi saw it at a glance and waved at it.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then stiffly imitated Chen Huangpi's actions, raising one hand and shaking it.

As for those evil creatures who had exchanged stones and tangerine peel for black smoke, they also followed suit and greeted. Even the evil creatures without hands and feet stuck out their tongues and swiped them a few times.

Chen Huangpi wanted to sit over there.

He likes to be in a lively environment and also likes to be with the weird people he knows.

But just walked up.

The evil big-headed monster stopped him.

"The great evil monster wants to take the seat!"

After saying that, he pointed to the front row, where there was a large open space.

The way evil beings watch a show is naturally different from that of ordinary people. They have special body shapes, and some even have no body shape at all.

Therefore, there is no need for seats.

Just stand wherever there is space.

Chen Huangpi walked to the front row, and the mutated statue followed. After a loud rumbling sound, it sat cross-legged on the ground.

It's just too scary.

It was still chewing the living god, and the crunching sound was so terrifying that all the evil spirits were unwilling to get too close to it.

The same is true for tangerine peel.

He found a good spot and sat cross-legged.

Behind him were the evil creatures he knew.

"After the show is over, we'll take advantage of the chaos and slip away."

Chen Huangpi thought to himself, "If there is any trouble again, we can't delay it any longer. I might have to ask Huang Er to use the Escape Light to take me back."

He and the brass oil lamp were in tune with each other.

The brass oil lamp said naturally: "My lamp oil has increased, and the wick has become thicker, enough to use the Escape One Divine Light three times, but I have to go out first."

The space in this cave feels like a mirage.

Although it seems real, it is actually as illusory as a dream.

Here, its light cannot shine out.

If you don't walk out of the cave, the Dunyi Divine Light can only circle here.

The tangerine peel is backed by a brass oil lamp.

Naturally, he felt very confident. He glanced at the mutated statue out of the corner of his eye, confident that it would not be discovered because of the hat covering it.

But looking at it this way.

He was shocked.

The mutated statue seemed to be sitting cross-legged, but its hands were hanging down with its palms facing him. There was an evil vertical eye in each palm, staring at Chen Huangpi from beginning to end.

This look was truly a stare-in-the-eye encounter.

Chen Huangpi quickly turned his head away and pretended not to see it.

He had already realized that the mutant statue had recognized him long ago.

I just don't know why I didn't take action the first time we met.

"I've become stronger."

Chen Huangpi said silently: "I don't need to be afraid of it. Huang Er, I and Ah Gui, the three of us, can't we beat Zhuge Liang?"

The brass oil lamp also said, "Yes, you have become stronger, I have become stronger, and Ah Gui has become stronger. When we gather together, we are like a ball of fire, and when we disperse, we are like stars in the sky. Why should we be afraid of it? As soon as we leave here, we will take the initiative and give it a hard blow."

"Yes, it chased us so badly last time."

"Hey, Ah Gui, why don't you speak?"

The soul-seeking ghost said darkly, "Because I sensed the breath of the Yellow Spring Yintu, that Mr. Huang is coming."

As soon as these words came out.

Brass Oil Lamp suddenly felt an alarm bell ringing in his heart.

The next second, there was an exclamation.

"It's over, that's it!"

Hearing this, Chen Huangpi couldn't help but look up and look behind him.

Then he saw Mr. Huang.

It was a very long team. Walking in the front was a little girl about eight or nine years old, and on both sides of her were men carrying a wooden temple.

It was the villagers of Huhuang Village who were polluted and swallowed by the yellow peril.

The big-headed man shouted in a wicked voice, "Mr. Huang is here! Mr. Huang, please take a seat!"

The villagers carried the temple and walked to the front row with their yearning.

Wherever he passed, all evil refused to be touched.

Chen Huangpi said in disbelief: "It's the Huangpi Mountain God. It's not dead, but has become the Yellow Peril?"

"A mutant idol and a yellow peril! It's all about you."

Huang Tong Tong You's eyes darkened: "I finally understand, Chen Huangpi, you are just an unlucky guy!"

Previously, the Fox Mountain God had already told me very clearly.

The Taoist priest in white robe pried open Yellow Peril's skull, sucked out his brains, and then bit off most of his body. However, he found the earthy smell too strong and not tasty, so he threw it away.

The brass oil lamp originally thought that the temple master had taken action.

The Yellow Peril must be dead and cannot die any more.

But unexpectedly, it is still alive.

On the contrary, all the gods died one by one.

Now take another look at the mutated statue.

The brass oil lamp was horrified to find that on the big hole on the mutant statue's head, there were faint signs of gnawing.

"Benjia, look quickly, are the teeth marks on its head the same as the ones on my body?"

The tooth marks on its body were naturally left by the temple master.

Chen Huangpi recognized it after just one look: "It really is Master's tooth mark. It turns out that it was Master who chased it away that day!"

"Is the master really crazy?"

The brass oil lamp suddenly said something.

Chen Huangpi asked, "Huang Er, why do you suddenly say that?"

"I have read so many medical classics and so many books. Can't I tell whether Master is crazy or not?"

"If I'm not crazy, then am I not a quack?"

The brass oil lamp did not answer.

It no longer had any words, but there was just an inexplicable fear.

If the temple master is crazy, he should kill everything he sees and eat whatever he wants.

But think about it carefully.

It seems that after the master of the temple went crazy, he never killed any evil creatures.

Even the previous owner of the Book of Souls was swallowed up by the master of the Jingxian Temple only because he ran to the Jingxian Temple to demand Chen Huangpi's life.

All the evil things that happened later, such as the Yellow Peril and the mutated idols.

Although the end is miserable, even worse than death.

But they are all still alive and well.

On the contrary, the master of the temple never holds back when it comes to those gods.

Even the fox mountain god who has a connection with Jingxian Temple is just a leek that is also kept in captivity.

The brass oil lamp became more and more frightened the more he thought about it.

The more I think about it, the more frightened I feel.

For some reason, it even had the illusion that it was being watched by the viewer all the time.

Fortunately, at this time the villagers carried the temple to the front and stopped.

The temple door was not opened.

The leading girl conveyed the Yellow Peril's intention and sang loudly: "The mountain god has ordered that you will be rewarded with blessings after the show. Start the show quickly."

(End of this chapter)