They didn't know the existence of my master, probably because they thought that something happened in the Dragon King's tomb, which led to the dissipation of the yin energy and fog.

Senior Brother Zhuang and Senior Brother Feng held the two prisoners and slid down the tree trunk. Liang Houzai and I followed them back to the ground.

My master looked at Erlong Bay under the moonlight and his expression became a little unnatural. I don’t know what the master was thinking.

After about fifteen minutes, a strong white light suddenly erupted on the bank of Erlong Bay.

The light suddenly burst out without any warning. Although I was far away from the river, when the light appeared, my eyes were aiming at it. In just one moment, I felt a stinging pain in my eyes, and then I couldn't see anything clearly.

I almost fell down, Senior Brother Feng hurried over to support me, and he muttered: "Why are you using flash bullets?"

Because my eyes were shaken, I didn't see what happened on the Erlongwan River next. I just heard a shower of fire fighting, accompanied by a small amount of blasting sound, and there were endless wailing sounds.

The gunfight in reality and the gunfight on TV are completely different.

The explosion in reality is very short, often ending with a "bang!", and it is not as shocking as on TV.

But in reality, bullets are much more powerful than bullets on TV, especially those of rifles.

Watching TV shows, a person can endure the pain after being shot several times and fight a path among the enemy. To be honest, such a plot is pure nonsense. If he is shot in reality, he will not be as simple as having a single shot on his body. If the bullet hits a person's arm, thigh, this hand, and this leg, it is likely that he will be knocked away directly and blood will be splattered everywhere.

The bullets in the movie can penetrate a person, but the bullets in reality can easily tear apart a person.

The wailing sounds of people on the banks of Erlongwan River came from those who were hit by bullets. There was no feeling when they were shot. However, after a few seconds, the huge pain invaded the brain along the pain nerves, which completely lost its combat power in an instant. Some people didn't even have time to shout pain, and fell into a coma due to severe pain in a tight moment.

I remember when I was about eleven years old, I asked my master: "Master, why are my Master Xia saying that fewer and fewer people know magic now?"

My master said, "Because no matter how powerful a spell is, it can't beat a bullet."

Later I asked my master another question. I couldn't remember the specific content clearly. I probably asked him, since the techniques we passed down from generation to generation are not as practical as modern hot weapons, why do we have to pass them on from generation to generation?

The master said, "Because no matter how powerful the gun is, it cannot beat the spell."

Isn’t this a contradictory statement?

But the master explained this. He said that which one is more powerful, magic or bullet, depends mainly on who can take the lead.

Master, for example, I was going to kill Luo Youfang with a gun in my hand, but I didn’t know where Luo Youfang was. At this time, as long as Luo Youfang got my birth date and performed a ritual for me, even if I hadn’t seen him, he could still kill me.

But if Luo Youfang and I confront each other, and I hold a gun in my hand, he insists on using magic to deal with me. No matter what kind of magic it is, it will take time to cast it, and it only takes a moment to shoot it. So in this case, Luo Youfang is not my opponent no matter how high his Taoism is.

In fact, at that time, I couldn't understand what my master said. After all, for me at that time, I had seen the power of magic. But when it comes to bullets, my understanding of its power was limited to the film and television works on TV. What's more, my studies were so tense that I rarely watched TV.

But when Senior Brother Zhuang took me to the riverside of Erlong Bay, I saw those people whose bodies were torn apart by bullets, and my whole heart suddenly fell into my throat.

Even in my dream, the small and smooth warhead was such a fierce and vicious thing.

Liangzi's battle can be said to be a complete victory. With the blessing of the flash bomb at the beginning, the more than 100 mercenaries gathered at the mouth of Erlongwan were all knocked down by them. On Liangzi, only one person was cut through the corners of his eyebrows by the collapsed shrapnel. Although the others were injured, they did not see any red.

Although I didn't see how Liang Zi and the others fought this battle, I also knew that he was facing five times his troops at that time. It should be very difficult to wipe out the opponent and ensure that there were no casualties on his side, or it would be impossible to complete the task.

But Liangzi did it. He seemed to be very accustomed to such battles. At this time, while commanding others to clean the battlefield, he chatted with me, Senior Brother Feng: "Brother Feng, how many years have we not seen each other? Hey, I will be discharged from the army next year. Is there still a shortage of people on your side?"

Senior Brother Feng didn't answer him, just asked: "You're leaving, who will lead your team?"

Liang Zi smiled and said, "If I leave, someone will take over my shift. By the way, where is Uncle Chai? Haven't seen him since the beginning?"

As he was talking, my senior brother Zhuang walked over and said to Liangzi: "Uncle Master has gone back to get things. I guess it will take another hour to come back. Liangzi, please ask someone to make a few tents. Let's watch here tonight. Wait for my uncle to get to the tomb later, so we have to keep the wind on the shore. Have you brought the tent for the march?"

Liang Zi nodded, and then seemed a little disappointed again: "Of course I took it. It took me ten days and half a month to go on a mission with the people from your soul village. Where can we sleep without a tent? Hi, I heard you say there is a tomb in this place before, and I was excited for a moment, but I heard what you mean, Uncle Chai doesn't plan to take us with me this time. What a pity."

Senior Brother Feng also sighed and said, "Uncle Chai went to the tomb this time to meet someone."

Liangzi asked curiously: "Who are you meeting?"

But Senior Brother Feng waved his hand at him and said, "This is something inside our Soul Village, I can't tell you."

Liang Zi smiled and shook his head and left. After that, he found two people, and my senior brother Zhuang and Feng helped me. Soon, he set up a few tents. After the others packed up the battlefield, they guarded the river bank.

I guess the few people who had been tomb before probably never dreamed that the outside world had turned upside down at this moment, their companions had been wiped out, and the guards on the river bank had also been replaced by special forces soldiers.

An hour later, my master came back with two bags, one long and one short, and Liangzi ignored him when he greeted him.

My master walked to the river with a gust of wind, picked up a gun from the ground, and shouted at me: "You and Houzai are staying on the shore honestly."

After saying that, my master jumped into the river, and there was no one in the blink of an eye.

I felt very uncomfortable when I looked at the endless ripples in the middle of the river. I knew that my master did not intend to take me into the Dragon King’s tomb, but I didn’t expect that he would leave so anxiously. Before he left, he didn’t even say when he would come back.

Master is very capable, I know this, but Master also said that the Dragon King’s tomb is extremely dangerous. Although I also know that he is used to making big fuss, often depicting things that are nothing originally had terrible and terrifying, and often overly modest. For example, he often says that our lineage has not had a deep attainment in Chenzhou Fu, but in fact it seems that this is not the case.

I guess, the master said that the Dragon King’s tomb was dangerous and might be scaring me again. He was just afraid that I would follow him to secretly go to the tomb. For my master, I was like a small burden at that time. Not only would I not be able to help with him, but I would also become a burden to him.

But I don’t know what happened. After Master got to the tomb, I felt uneasy and always felt that something might happen to him.

Xian'er knew what I was thinking, and she showed her head from my shoulder and kindly advised me: "Don't worry, Mr. Chai's Taoism is deep, nothing will happen."

I nodded in a pretentious manner, but I was still nervous.

At this time, Liangzi also walked over. He looked into the middle of the river, then smacked his tongue and said, "This water is muddy enough."

I was still worried about my master's safety and couldn't help asking Liangzi: "Uncle Liangzi, you said my master will not be in danger, right? If not, please send a few people down, right?"

Liang Zi waved his hand at me: "Just call me Liang Zi, what uncle, call me old. I will definitely not be able to send someone down. Brother Zhuang said just now that Uncle Chai is determined to go to the tomb alone. If I take people down, Uncle Chai will definitely be unhappy. Secondly, we are in the tomb, and we may even become a burden to him. Okay, don't think about these things first, come and eat something first."

After saying that, Liangzi pulled me toward one of the tents. I saw that Senior Brother Zhuang and Senior Brother Feng had already raised the fire, opened a few canned beef, and placed them next to the fire to slowly bake them.

Liang Houzai couldn't help frowning when he saw the bonfire fire: "Are you afraid of being discovered by raising a bonfire here? After all, there are so many bodies that have not been disposed of."

Liang Houzai's words came into Liangzi's ears, and Liangzi smiled: "Don't think you are not old and have a very delicate heart, don't worry, we are watching us secretly whistles nearby, there will be no problem."

I also asked Liangzi: "Did all those people die just now?"

When I spoke, I tried my best to keep calm, but my heart kept thrusting. After all, I was over 100 people and died just like that. Although I also knew that they were not good people, these fresh lives were gone, which was still difficult for me to accept.

That time, it was the first time I saw a dead person. Although it was dark and I couldn't see the appearance of those corpses thoroughly, I could smell the blood mixed with gunpowder in the air, and occasionally I saw some residual limbs.
Chapter completed!