Zhang Laoqi, as one of the two heroes who invited "General Ye Ming" from Laoyin Mountain, has lived a very happy life in the past two years. Not only did he marry the daughter of the head of Xiahewan Village, but he also gained increasing prestige in the village. The oldest, second only to the second brother, Zhang Chenger.
The village chief is dying in the past two days. Everyone in the village knows that if nothing happens, Zhang Chenger will be the next village chief, and he will be the second in command of the village by then.
Thinking of this, Zhang Laoqi's whole body was full of energy.
He didn't have much vision, and he never thought about going out to try his luck in his life. He just wanted to get along well in the village.
Zhang Laoqi, who was in a good mood, planned to finish hoeing the remaining land in one go and then go home for dinner.
At this time, Zhang Laoqi, who was digging the ground seriously with his head down, saw a pair of feet, a pair of feet wearing cloth shoes.
He raised his head and looked up, and in front of him was a fat monk wearing a cassock, holding a copper alms bowl in his hand, and carrying a luggage on his back.
"Donor, the poor monk Zhisu is so polite."
Seeing the monk opposite who called himself Zhisu smiling kindly and saluting him, Zhang Laoqi was flattered and quickly imitated the monk's movements and returned the salute with his hands clasped together.
"Monk, are you here to beg for food?
It's almost time for dinner in the village. Come to my house to have something! "
Zhisu smiled and said, "Pindao is indeed here to beg for alms."
With a guest and a monk who seemed to be in a hurry at first sight, Zhang Laoqi enthusiastically invited Zhisu to his home.
When Zhisu saw Zhang Laoqi's six-month-old son, she smiled and read a sutra to the child.
Although Zhang Laoqi didn't understand, he thought it was a good thing and politely asked Zhisu to sit down and rest.
Zhang Laoqi's mother and daughter-in-law were a little nervous when they saw a distinguished monk coming to the house, and they were busy cooking.
Zhisu smiled and said there was no need to be so solemn, and chatted with Zhang Laoqi again, asking many questions about the village.
Zhang Laoqi didn't hide anything, he told the truth.
Zhisu asked about the Taoist priest. Zhang Laoqi was not sure. He only knew that he seemed to be a capable Taoist priest.
After having lunch at Zhang Laoqi's house, Zhisu asked for the way to Mr. Bai's house and came directly to his door.
Mr. Bai was playing chess with Taoist Master Chong, and Ye Ming was watching from the side.
When they saw Monk Zhisu, they both stood up and greeted him.
Zhisu said directly to the Taoist:
"Brother Chongzhun is well. The poor monk Zhisu has been entrusted by the noble Taoist brother Jing'an to come to help."
"Senior Brother Jing'an? How did he find the great monk and kill you?"
"Brother Jing'an does things casually. The poor monk met him on the way and was given some reasoning by him, so he accepted the job."
Monk Zhisu said.
"...the great monk suffered."
Master Chongzhun knows his senior brother well. If he wants to reason with others, you'd better listen, otherwise...
"It doesn't matter, it's our duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao."
Monk Zhisu put his hands together in a salute.
Taoist Chongzhun responded with a salute, and the two parties reached a preliminary agreement.
Mr. Bai knew that the two of them wanted to discuss important matters, so he left on the pretext of visiting students at home.
Now there is only one path, one monk and one god left.
Seeing Mr. Bai leaving, Monk Zhisu bowed to Ye Ming:
"The gods are polite."
Ye Ming replied:
"The great monk is polite."
Afterwards, the three of them sat down and talked about the ghosts in Yishan.
Zhisu said that Taoist Master Jing'an had done some calculations and believed that Taoist Chongzhun alone could not handle the matter, and that the two of them needed to work together.
Taoist Chongzhun has always been convinced by his senior brother's judgment and does not feel that he has been underestimated.
Ye Ming actually had no part in their actions, he just listened from the sidelines.
Neither of them thought that a piece of land could be of much help, and they were debating whether to take the initiative or wait for the other party to come.
If we wait, we still have the power of the City God to mobilize, and we have a great chance of winning, but we don't know when the opponent will take action, so it's difficult to seize the opportunity.
Monk Zhisu advocates waiting and remaining unchanged in response to all changes.
Rush to the Taoist's point of attack, take the initiative to attack, and destroy the enemy in one fell swoop while the enemy has yet to accomplish their feats.
But in this case, without backup, they can only rely on themselves.
Neither of them could convince the other, and they couldn't make up their minds for a while.
Ye Ming said that in fact, you can attack first and then defend.
The plan is very simple. The two of you will attack first and test each other's strength.
If they can win in one fell swoop, that would be the best. If not, the two of them can feign defeat and lure each other into a trap laid out in advance. Of course, this trap cannot be in a crowded place.
The three of them studied the map and chose Laoya Mountain, which is twenty miles away from Yishan.
The terrain there is high and there is no human habitation for dozens of miles around, so it is suitable for setting up formations.
Once you’ve made your decision, it’s time to get ready.
Since setting up the formation required a lot of materials, the two of them had to go to Fucheng to purchase them.
Ye Ming entrusted a dream to Zhang Chenger, the quasi-village chief, and asked him to send some people to help the two of them purchase.
Early the next morning, a monk and two people left the village and headed for Fucheng.
Accompanying him were Zhang Laoqi and several other young men from the village.
Instead, Ye Ming took some time off and wandered around the village.
That night, the old village chief didn't make it through after all, and passed away.
Ye Ming came to work again and took the soul of the old village chief into the ancestral hall.
The old village chief had always believed in the theory of ghosts and gods. When he saw Ye Ming, he was so excited that he wanted to kowtow to Ye Ming in person.
Ye Ming refused. Now that everyone is dead, those false courtesy are not necessary.
In the middle of the night, two undercover agents came to the house and took away the soul of the old village chief.
By the way, they also told Ye Ming that because Yao Jiandong repeatedly targeted other colleagues, Zhang Decai sent him to guard the prison for punishing criminals, and he would not come out again in the near future.
When Ye Ming asked, he found out that Yao Jiandong not only doubted himself, but also doubted almost everyone's behavior.
Even Lord Cheng Huang dared to doubt it!
It has to be said that he is still working in the City God's Temple, and he is considered to have a better temper than the other underworld gangsters.
After seeing off the undercover agents, Ye Ming ran to find Miss Wen again.
While practicing, Ye Ming awakened another demonic talent, the magic of body illusion.
Once this spell is cast, it can transform into multiple clones to confuse the enemy.
Once you practice to a high level, you can freely exchange positions between your real body and your phantom body, making you invincible in battle.
The last blood-sucking technique required the blood of a living person to be activated, and this time the illusion technique also had corresponding requirements.
It requires swallowing a living soul to activate.
Ye Ming thought about it. He didn't activate the blood-sucking spell last time. If he killed a person this time, took the heart blood, and then swallowed the living soul, wouldn't he be able to activate both spells?
Thinking of this, Ye Ming was very excited and couldn't help but want to find someone to kill now and activate the spell.
But it endured it.
The monk is now going to Fucheng to purchase materials and may come back at any time.
If they find out that they are contaminated by evil force, that's fine.
Neither of these two people can be matched by him.
Just bear with it for now, after all, you can't give up good "food reserves" like Miss Wen, Mr. Bai, and Pang Wuzhong just for the sake of two mere spells.
After making the decision, Ye Ming began to try to suppress his instinctive thoughts.
This is the first time it has tried to suppress its instincts. This is a very painful process, and the feeling is indescribable.
If there is anything that is most difficult for a person to defeat, it must be himself.
Ye Ming is now trying to defeat himself. It is constantly suppressing the instinct to devour and kill, and the body of the black smoke ball is twisting.
The black smoke fluctuates in circles, showing Ye Ming's inner unrest, although it has no heart.
The face of young Ye Ming, who was condensed in black smoke, was a little distorted and looked very ferocious. Ye Ming's expression was extremely painful.
As time goes by, it becomes increasingly difficult for Ye Ming to suppress his instincts.
It seems that since he was born, he has never swallowed or killed anyone, and his instinct is becoming more and more dissatisfied with himself.
With repeated accumulation, it has actually reached a critical point.
Under Ye Ming's active suppression today, it completely broke out.
"Kill, I want to kill, I want to kill now!"
"No, no, we have to save the food and eat it later. The time has not come yet!"
"I don't care about any bullshit timing, eat first and then talk!"
"A small impatience will mess up a big plan. There must be a pattern, a pattern!"
"How big is your mother, Ge Ge! You are a loser and a disgrace to the demon clan!"
"I'm not a disgrace. I want to become the most powerful demon in the world. It's most likely that I can't even stand this temptation!"
Ye Ming seemed to be divided into two personalities, fighting against each other, each trying to make the other's will obey his own.
The continuously twisting black smoke "danced" on Miss Wen's head, which looked very weird.
Just when Ye Ming was struggling to suppress his instinct, the sleeping Miss Wen seemed to be dreaming of something. She stretched out her hand from the bed and put it on her head.
The black smoke trembled, became quiet for a moment, and then began to twist again.
Miss Wen hooked her hand and retracted into the quilt.
However, he also held the black smoke ball in his arms.
The black smoke finally calmed down...
The next day, Ye Ming teleported above the incense burner in the ancestral hall, transformed into a hand, and touched his head.
"Huh~~ It's so difficult to fight against instinct! Really, the devil's instinct is too unstructured. If you can't resist such a small temptation, how can you become a big deal in the future?
You have to be clear-headed and take charge of everything.
However, I am worthy of being the most powerful demon in the world, yet I am able to successfully suppress my own instincts.
Jie Jie Jie, I must be the only one among the entire demon clan! "
Ye Ming was very proud and laughed "Jie Jie Jie".
For some reason, although the process of suppressing instinct was very painful, Ye Ming clearly felt that his cultivation had improved a bit after suppressing his instinct.
The Qing Niu Shen Tongqi's training has accelerated a bit, and Ye Ming probably judged that his current progress is enough to match others' progress in three years.
This is quite an exaggeration. He has only been practicing the Qing Niu Shen Tong Pact for a long time, and he has made such progress, which is very outrageous.
Not only his cultivation, Ye Ming felt that his state of mind had improved a lot, and he felt a little bit free from vulgar taste.
Mr. Bai said that scholars need to study things to gain knowledge, be sincere and have a correct mind. Are you correct now?
Ye Ming couldn't help but think of this.
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