Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 122 - 95: Sinister Curse! The Burning Buddhist Sect Scripture! (Seeking First Subscription)_2

Chapter 122: Chapter 95: Sinister Curse! The Burning Buddhist Sect Scripture! (Seeking First Subscription)_2

There were also some men who could be considered in the prime of their lives, huddled around a large pot. The flames burned beneath the pot, which likely stewed various wild vegetables, as Yun Jiuqing couldn’t catch even a hint of the scent of meat.

"What is... What is happening here? I... I’ve never seen these people when I passed by before!" Yun Jiuqing spoke with a tone of shock.

"Amitabha..." Monk Zhi Kong said worriedly, "Perhaps, these are villagers who have fled from some disaster."

"Fleeing from disaster?" Yun Jiuqing froze, "I don’t recall hearing about any famine striking Nanjun recently! There hasn’t been any flood either, right?"

Monk Zhi Kong shook his head, "Disasters aren’t the only reasons people choose to leave their homes and flee."

He sighed and continued, "There are also man-made calamities... that can lead to situations like this. Although this monk hasn’t been away from Hanling Temple for long, my travels have exposed me to many such incidents."

"Natural disasters are terrifying, but man-made ones are even more diabolical. With natural disasters, one might still attribute it to bad luck. Man-made disasters, on the other hand, mean that someone is causing harm to others."

Yun Jiuqing widened her eyes, "Who would dare cause so many people to be displaced and leave their homes? Aren’t they afraid of being arrested by the Imperial Court? Aren’t they afraid of divine retribution?!"

Monk Zhi Kong shook his head, his voice filled with helplessness, "This monk has always wondered why people commit such evil deeds. Perhaps it’s because there are too many such people, and too many such incidents..."

"That’s why there are so many resentful spirits and evil ghosts, so many terrifying and strange things in this world."

"Amitabha."

The unusual group of three people and a cow stood out, after all, this combination was strange... One was a bald monk carrying a Nine Rings Broadsword, another dressed as if he were from a wealthy family, and a Taoist whose large stature and imposing aura were intimidating.

Um.

Plus a cow.

The approach and presence of these three people made the group of refugees ahead of them show a wary expression.

Some of the men, with yellowing skin and skinny muscles, immediately picked up weapons.

And some women holding babies quickly hugged their children tightly and hid at the back.

However, those so-called weapons in their hands...

Were actually just long bamboo poles with one end sharpened to a point.

Of course, a sharpened bamboo pole, when used against ordinary people, can indeed be quite formidable.

It could serve as a spear.

Even without a metal spearhead, it could still kill a person.

Unfortunately, they were now facing two cultivators, as well as Fan Wu, who was a lay disciple.

The "weapons" in their hands, in the eyes of Fan Wu, Yun Jiuqing, and Monk Zhi Kong,

Posed no threat at all!

"Who are you... What do you want?" A somewhat sturdier man from among the skinny group asked, holding the bamboo pole with nervous vigilance, "What do you intend to do?"

Of course, his "sturdiness" was only relative to the other emaciated people.

In Yun Jiuqing’s eyes,

This man,

Was even skinnier than her!

Yet in this group of people, he was the strongest looking one.

It was baffling!

"We mean no harm!" Yun Jiuqing quickly said, "We are merely passing through this place. Besides, haven’t you noticed that where you are located is not far from the official road?"

She straightened her expression and continued, "We are traveling from the city of Yinghe Prefecture to Nanjun Prefecture."

After speaking,

She curiously asked, "And who are you people, that you find yourselves displaced and with your families in tow?"

Everyone in the group looked wary.

None answered Yun Jiuqing’s question.

At that moment,

Fan Wu suddenly stepped forward, his height imposing a terrifying sense of oppression on these people. His large frame, in their eyes, loomed over them like a mountain bearing down.

The "sturdy" man leading them started sweating profusely as Fan Wu approached.

His hands holding the bamboo pole trembled.

And his legs were starting to give out!

Although he was just an ordinary villager, he could clearly feel the imposing aura that emanated from Fan Wu!

At that moment,

The man felt that the towering Taoist approaching didn’t seem like a normal human but rather a brutal Great Demon who killed without batting an eye!

Fan Wu slowly reached out and pinched the tip of the bamboo pole with slight effort, and with a slight lift,

Under the man’s horrified gaze,

He raised the man off the ground with one hand!

The man’s feet dangled a foot above the ground!

Fan Wu started speaking, "This thing, which wouldn’t even be good for scratching an itch, is useless to me. If you see me as a villain, then I am a villain. If you see me as not a villain, then I am not one."

"I think you should be kinder and relax a bit. There’s no need to be so tense, no need to be so vigilant. If I desired to take lives, you, you, you, and you..."

Fan Wu smiled wickedly, uttering a sentence that sent shivers down the spine, "Would not be standing here so unharmed."

Thud!

The man who was being held up by the bamboo pole in Fan Wu’s hand, whether his arm strength wasn’t enough to continue supporting his weight or he was frightened by Fan Wu’s words,

Loosened his grip, and the whole person fell to the ground with a thud.

Fortunately, it was relatively soft ground; otherwise, with his skeletal frame... this fall could very likely have left him paralyzed.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.