Chapter 46

The Laughing Arhat was startled by Qin Shaoyou's eerie gaze and strange desire.

He instinctively clenched his buttocks and used his hands to try to push Qin Shaoyou away.

But Qin Shaoyou's movements were faster.

As soon as he had the thought, Qin Shaoyou freed his right hand, and an iron spike emerged from the sleeve of his armor. He grabbed it and thrust it forcefully towards the Laughing Arhat's carotid artery.

When the Laughing Arhat caught a glimpse of this out of the corner of his eye, he was stunned: Where on this kid's body isn't there a hidden weapon?

At such close range, the Laughing Arhat had no time to react and was struck by the iron spike.

However, the expected scene of his neck being pierced and blood spurting from his carotid artery did not happen.

The skin on the Laughing Arhat's neck wasn't even scratched; instead, the iron spike in Qin Shaoyou's hand shattered on the spot.

Qin Shaoyou was taken aback: Is this demon's body really that hard?

But he quickly realized something was wrong.

If this demon was really that hard, he wouldn't have been beaten to a pulp by the Night Watchmen earlier.

So, is it a problem with the iron spike?

Qin Shaoyou glanced and saw that the demon fire had been transmitted to the iron spike. Not just the iron spike, but his armor and other weapons were all covered in demon fire, burning and becoming brittle.

Is this demon fire corrosive?!

"Ha ha ha!"

The Laughing Arhat laughed loudly, his smile ugly and his laughter grating.

"Want to stab me? Without weapons, I'd like to see what you can stab me with..."

Before he could finish laughing, Qin Shaoyou took action—he threw away the useless iron spike, clenched his hand into a fist, and hammered it forcefully into the Laughing Arhat's carotid artery.

The force of the punch was so strong that it seemed to dent the Laughing Arhat's neck, causing him to fall into a brief daze.

Qin Shaoyou, having landed a successful punch, did not stop. He followed up with two more punches, three more punches...

His fists rained down like a storm, hammering wildly at the Laughing Arhat's face, neck, and other areas.

As he hit, he growled, "Who said you can't kill someone without weapons? I can still kill you with my fists! Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?"

If it were an ordinary demon, it would have been severely injured or even killed by such a violent beating from Qin Shaoyou.

But the Laughing Arhat had some resilience. Not only did he not die, but he also regained consciousness from the daze.

Hearing Qin Shaoyou's words, he was both shocked, angry, and in pain, and couldn't help but scold, "Are you really trying to stab me? You're clearly just hammering me!"

Young people don't follow martial ethics!

The usually brutal Laughing Arhat was actually frightened by Qin Shaoyou's madness at this moment.

He even forgot to counterattack and only wanted to quickly get this madman off him, so he wouldn't continue hammering his head and neck. Otherwise, he might really be beaten to death!

He didn't want to join the Eight-Armed Arhat on the path to the underworld!

Seeing that he couldn't push Qin Shaoyou away, the Laughing Arhat opened his already large mouth even wider.

Several ghost infants, completely white with blood streaming from their eye sockets, emerged from his mouth, grabbing onto Qin Shaoyou and dragging him outward.

At the same time, these ghost infants opened their mouths, revealing a set of blood-red fangs, and bit down on Qin Shaoyou's body.

But they couldn't tear any flesh from Qin Shaoyou's body.

Because Qin Shaoyou's body was too hard!

Every part of him was rock solid, with no soft spots, almost causing the ghost infants to shatter their teeth.

Seeing this, the Laughing Arhat was even more alarmed and clenched his buttocks even tighter.

Finally, with the combined efforts of the Laughing Arhat and the ghost infants, Qin Shaoyou was "pulled" off him.

The Laughing Arhat breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated.

Qin Shaoyou wanted to chase, but the ghost infants kept纠缠着他，限制了他的速度，同时大量的尸傀涌上来，将他团团围住。

尸傀的实力虽然不怎么样，但胜在数量多。

它们也会被邪火烧伤，但因为没有痛觉，不惧死亡，即使被火烧，攻势依然不减。

至于那几个鬼婴，更是诡诈难缠。

秦少游顿时陷入重围，无法再冲到笑面罗汉的身前。

而笑面罗汉似乎怕了秦少游，不敢靠近包围圈，就在尸群外面游走，张开丑陋的大嘴，不断喷吐死气。

这些死气或化作厉鬼，或变成毒虫，让秦少游疲于应对。再加上妖火的焚烧，尸傀前仆后继的猛攻，以及鬼婴的偷袭骚扰，他很快不支，连连受伤。

不仅是他，其他人在这一刻，甚至是更早时候，就已经支撑不住了。

此刻城隍庙里的人声狗吠，全都减弱了不少。

甚至有不少狗，已经叫不出声，趴在笼子里，痛苦地等死。

但就在这种绝望的时刻，一滴雨水忽然从天而降，落在了城隍庙里，落在了秦少游的鼻尖。

紧接着，大雨倾盆而下。

“下雨了？”

“老天开眼了？真是天无绝人之路啊！”

“哈哈，下雨了，我们得救了！”

城隍庙里，本已绝望的守夜人们，在这一刻重新燃起了活下去的希望。

铁笼里的狗，虽然大部分已经无力地趴在了地上，但在雨点落下后，它们呆滞的眼睛里也多出了几分神采。

可是黑莲教的妖人们，并没有因为这场突然降下的大雨而慌乱。

他们还在冷笑嘲讽：“没用的，普通雨水扑不灭我黑莲圣火……咦？！”

嘲讽的话还没说完，他们的表情却齐齐僵住了。

因为他们看见，本该不惧雨水的黑莲圣火，居然在以肉眼可见的速度熄灭。

不仅如此，他们在淋到这场雨后，还明显感觉到自己的怨气、死气受到了压制。

为什么会这样？

这天上下的是什么雨？

黑莲教妖人慌忙仰头，看见在天空中，在巨大的黑色莲花之下，不知何时出现了一片由符咒组成的雨云。

扑灭了黑莲圣火的大雨，正是从这片符云中降下来的。

一道清脆的声音在城隍庙的墙头响起：

“救你们的可不是老天爷，是我们，你们别感谢错了对象。”

声音很好听，也很耳熟。

秦少游循声望去，只见穿着一身青色道袍的苏听雨，正俏立在城隍庙的墙头。

在她的身边，还漂浮着小女孩模样的苏见晴，正警惕地盯着院子里的黑莲教妖人们。

天空中的符云，正是出自这对姐妹之手。

秦少游忽然觉得，这一刻的苏家姐妹，真的是帅爆了。

哪怕苏听雨又一次看错了方向，在朝着没有人的人行道讲话，但依然是很帅！

别的故事里都是英雄救美，到了我这里，居然变成了美女救英雄。

这就是长得帅的待遇吗？

感觉还真不错啊。

谢谢女侠搭救，需要我以身相许吗？哪怕吃点亏，一身许两人也行呀。