Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Sensing that the situation was wrong, Li Huowang in the backstage froze his expression, immediately put away the bible in his hand, and opened the backstage curtain to look outside.

It turned out that no matter who was singing on the stage or playing next to him, they all froze and trembled with terrified expressions.

He looked towards the front of the stage, and the pupils in his eyes shrunk to the smallest in an instant, and he saw the woman with two-faced little feet that he met in the forest that day, now on the stool under the stage, watching the play with her legs crossed and following the black tablets.

This thing actually followed us. Could it be that it has stuck to us?

Don't stop, keep singing. Li Huowang pulled a wooden bench and placed it directly under the stage, sitting there with a big horse, staring at the little-footed woman.

Li Huowang's back gave the Lu family courage. They swallowed a breath with difficulty, and winked at each other, and the sound of suona and opera sounded again.

The little-footed woman's gaze was still fixed on the stage, and she didn't care about Li Huowang's hostility, as if her purpose of coming this time was really to listen to the play.

If the enemy doesn't move and I don't move, I don't believe it. When it's daytime, this guy can still stay.

Li Huowang thought so and did so, and tried his best not to live longer than three months.

A faint mist began to rise from the ground in the ancestral hall, and the atmosphere gradually became oppressive.

Suddenly the little-footed woman started to move. She slowly stretched out her chubby right hand to grab the two red candles on the plate, stuffed them into her mouth and began to chew.

She ate very quickly, and after a while, she ate up all the precious candles on the Eight Immortals table beside her.

Immediately afterwards, the singing stopped suddenly, and Lu Xiucai, who was performing Xiaosheng on the stage, was so frightened that he cried out.

I saw the paper figurines placed between the tables of the Eight Immortals by the Hu family and started to move without warning. They wore black watermelon hats on their heads and had red blush on their faces. They reached out and took away the plates containing red candles from other tables , Floating to the woman with little feet.

Hee hee hee~ The little-footed woman suddenly let out an extremely horrifying, sharp, thin laugh, which made everyone in Lu's class tremble violently.

Don't stop! Keep singing! Li Huowang's roar exploded in the silent ancestral hall, dispelling everyone's fear.

Sing~ah~~! Lu Zhuangyuan, who was dressed as an old student, yelled, and the music sounded again, and it was brighter than before.

Everyone sang with all their strength, as if they were going to scream out the fear in their hearts. They sang until their veins burst out and their heads were sweating profusely.

This time, the little-footed woman stopped smiling, and instead stared at Li Huowang with a gloomy face. Not only her, but all the paper figurines also behaved like this.

Li Huowang didn't care, and continued to stare back.

The third watch passed in this weird atmosphere, and entered the fourth watch. Lu Jiaban, who sang very hard on the stage, was almost hoarse at this moment, but they didn't dare to stop at all.

It still consumes me? How long will this thing consume me? Li Huowang thought to himself.

Just when he was hesitating whether to spend three months of his life to ask Master You to come out and deal with this woman thoroughly, the situation changed again, and all the tablets under the table began to tremble inexplicably.

Da da da da ~ The sound of the tablets hitting the table of the Eight Immortals was like the sound of raindrops hitting the ground continuously.

This time, the Lu family couldn't stand it anymore, one of them couldn't stand it anymore, it's all over!

Seeing this scene, the little-footed woman began to laugh, and she laughed very happily. The thin laughter made Li Huowang's ears hurt.

However, looking at the woman with small feet in front of him, Li Huowang smiled slightly with his mouth raised. I seem to have figured out what's going on. Your actions these few times seem to make them fear you.

If you don't have such bad tastes like humans, then I can only guess one thing. Your food is not those candles, but the fear in their hearts?

When Li Huowang saw the little-footed woman stand up abruptly and glared at him viciously, he knew he must have guessed right.

Master Lu, don't stop, keep singing. Didn't Master Hu say that? His ancestors want to listen to something more joyful. If you feel afraid that the wind will dazzle your eyes, you can close it and continue singing.

Hee hee hee, tell me, am I like a man or a god? Seeing that her plan had completely failed, the little-footed woman stood up with a smirk, and began to move her body and approach Li Huowang.

I think you look like a double egg! With a clang, Li Huowang drew his sword from behind with one hand and rushed towards the woman.

After figuring out the purpose of this guy, Li Huowang instantly dispelled his worries. This pretentious thing is far less powerful than he thought.

It was just beating wolves with hemp sticks just now—we were afraid at both ends.

In three or two steps, the two sides came into contact. Li Huowang swung his sword and chopped it off.

A cold light flashed, the woman was split in half, and the red candle that was cut in half fell out of her stomach.

The woman's body in mid-air quickly moved behind Li Huowang, and was about to touch his back.

But when the pale fingers were still a long way from Li Huowang's back, they shrank back as if they were scalded.

Oh? When Li Huowang noticed this sharply, he was overjoyed. This thing is taboo!

Li Huowang threw the long sword in his hand, took out the heavenly book, swung it round and slapped the little-footed woman directly on the face,

Facing the approach of Tianshu, the little-footed woman showed fear, turned around and started to run away.

At this time, the situation of the two sides was reversed in an instant, and it became Li Huowang holding the heavenly book, which made the other party fear.

In the Hu family's ancestral hall, Li Huowang went around with the little-footed woman for a while.

But the opponent didn't look like he had little feet, but he was not slow at all when he ran. After chasing for a long time, he didn't touch him at all.

Li Huowang panted heavily and looked across the table at the woman with small feet. It won't work like this, let's see if I can drive her away.

Get lost! Do you hear me? Don't let me see you again!

The little-footed woman glared at him with vicious eyes, then swayed her body and shrank into the darkness in the corner of the wall.

When Li Huowang approached the corner with a lantern, he found that there was nothing there.

Lu Zhuangyuan picked up the sword thrown by Li Huowang from the ground, trotted over, and put his hands in front of Li Huowang.

Li Huowang grabbed the hilt of the sword and thrust it behind his back. Seeing Lu Zhuangyuan smiling and flattering himself, he said to himself, Hehehe, tell me, I am like a human or a god.

Li Huowang was shocked, no! The singing has not stopped! This Lu Zhuangyuan is a fake!

The moment he reacted, Lu Zhuangyuan in front of him rushed over, and his pale hands directly passed through Li Huowang's body.

In an instant, he felt a biting cold all over his body, his mood began to sink continuously, and everything around him fell into darkness.