"Laifu, that handsome monk is Fahai I mentioned to you.
White Snake and Fa Hai are already there, but Xu Xian is missing. "
"Let's go, where do you want to go next?"
Woof woof,
"Whatever? Then, let's take a look at the three mountains, five lakes and four seas first. How about that?"
Woof,
"Walk."
One person and one dog left Jinshan, with goshawks circling above their heads.
In the silent night, there was no sound on the road. Laifu suddenly stopped and sniffed carefully.
"Dead person?"
Wang Zhe sensed a man lying on the roadside, lifeless.
When he stepped forward, he saw a middle-aged man holding a knife in his hand. There was a black and blue cut mark on his neck, as if he had been cut by something.
"A cold breath, a ghostly aura?"
He buried the man's body casually and continued on his way.
After walking for more than ten miles, a village appeared in front of us. The town was quiet.
At the entrance of the town, Wang Zhe saw a horse, and on it was a general wearing armor and holding a long sword.
Ouch, Laifu bared his teeth and growled.
"Ghost general?" Wang Zhe could tell at a glance that the general on the horse was not a living person, and the horse sitting down was not a living horse either.
The ghost general also saw Wang Zhe, then took the reins, rode towards him, and swung his sword to kill him.
Wang Zhe raised his hand and a ball of fire flew out of his palm. The general on horseback was stunned, a big hole opened in his chest, and then his body began to collapse, like a burning paper man.
But it turned into ashes in an instant, and after he dissipated, the ghost horse that sat down also dissipated.
"That person just now was probably killed by this ghost general. What is he doing here?"
Wang Zhe looked at the village in front of him.
"It's almost midnight, let's just spend the night here, right?"
He sat down under a big tree at the edge of the village, sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and concentrating. The native dog lay beside him, and the goshawk also landed on the tree.
Time passes slowly,
Buzz, suddenly a black gas floated in the sky and fell at the entrance of the village.
The black air dissipated, and a man wearing a black robe walked out.
"Aren't you here yet?" The man looked around and suddenly saw Wang Zhe sitting under a big tree not far away, and found that the other person was also looking at him.
Wang Zhe looked at the man in black robe.
"Does this outfit look familiar?"
He thought of the two evil cultivators he had killed before. They were also wearing black robes and had strange tattoos on their faces.
"Isn't this man from the same sect as them?" Wang Zhe looked at the man who had an evil aura and made no secret of it.
He stood up and immediately arrived not far in front of the man.
"Who are you?" The man in black robe looked at Wang Zhe warily.
"As expected, he is from the same sect, and he also has blue lines on his face." Wang Zhe looked at the man's face.
"What are you doing here, looking for a ghost general?"
The black robe did not respond after hearing this, but stared at Wang Zhe.
"Don't tell me, it's easy!"
Wang Zhe raised his hand and pressed it in the air, and the man suddenly felt a huge force coming towards him from all around, like a mountain, pressing him to the ground and making him unable to move immediately.
At the same time, his palms turned red, and the man in black robe was on fire.
Ah, he screamed and struggled hard, but he didn't move at all.
The black robe on his body was on fire, revealing his backside.
This man in black robe has a tattoo on his back, with a Yaksha ghost on it.
lifelike,
In the midst of the beating flames, a cloud of black energy suddenly surged from behind the man, and then a ferocious Yaksha ghost appeared from behind the man in black robes.
Suddenly the flame went out.
The yaksha ghost kept growing in size, one foot, two feet, three...it couldn't grow any longer.
Because Wang Zhe secretly worked hard.
If he hadn't wanted to see what this Yaksha ghost was capable of, it wouldn't have grown even one foot tall.
"Is this the Dharma?" Feeling the aura emanating from the Yaksha ghost.
It waved the steel fork in its hand towards Wang Zheci, moving slowly but like a stumbling old lady in her eighties.
The body of the man in black robe under this "Yaksha ghost" was twitching.
He was in pain because of Wang Zhe's suppression and because the appearance of the "Yaksha ghost" was rapidly consuming his cultivation and energy.
If it takes just a moment longer, he will lose several days of his life.
"about there!"
Wang Zhe opened his eyes, and his palm was filled with fire.
With a bang, the dharma of the Yaksha ghost died and disappeared.
Wow, the man in black robe opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Say it."
"I'm here to find that ghost general."
"Which sect are you from? What are you doing with that ghost general?"
"The Jiuyou Sect wants to find Yin soldiers from him."
"What are the Yin-seeking soldiers doing?"
"I don't know, I'm just a messenger!"
Well, Wang Zhe exerted a little force, and the man in black robe let out a painful scream.
"I really don't know!"
That's all, Wang Zhe tried his best.
With a click, the man in black robe lost his breath.
Ghost generals, Jiuyou Sect, Yin soldiers?
That doesn't sound like a good thing.
He and Laifu spent the night in this town and continued on their way the next day.
All the way north, the weather became colder and colder, and there were still snowflakes floating in the sky, and the scattered ones were not big.
Drive, drive, two fast horses galloped past him, setting off a gust of cold wind.
Not long after walking, a big river lay in front of us. The water was surging and flowing eastward.
Yangtze,
In this era, this is a natural chasm. If most people want to cross the river, they can only find a ferry to cross the river by boat.
On normal days, there might be more boats on the river, but now it is a very cold day, and there is not a single boat on the empty river.
Of course, Wang Zhe cannot be troubled by this river. He can reach the other side in just one step.
It's just that he didn't rush to cross the river, he just stood by the river and watched the water flowing eastward quietly.
"We're not in a hurry to go over there. Let's take a look at the river here."
Wang Zhe found a clean place to sit down and looked at the river quietly.
In the "Nanzhai Sword Code", there was once a swordsman who observed the river and realized the meaning of the sword. The sword came out like a surging river, endless.
He didn't think much about realizing the sword intention of the river, he just wanted to see the river here.
I also passed by the Yangtze River when I went to Jingzhou last time, but I didn’t take a closer look.
This time I want to see different scenery when I go down the mountain.
It's nothing like enlightenment or cultivation, it's just pure appreciation and daze.
Crunch, crunch,
A awning boat floated from upstream.
"Brother, there are people over there, and a dog. That dog is quite fat."
"Go over and have a look."
The boat slowly floated closer.
"Sir, do you want to cross the river?" the man on the boat shouted from a few feet away.
When Wang Zhe heard the news, he saw a man wearing a shabby cotton-padded jacket standing on the awning boat. He had a dark face, a beard, and a simple smile.
There was also a man sitting in the Chuangcang, his back to them, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
"How much is it?" Wang Zhe said with a smile.
"Twenty copper coins."
"become."
"Please take a few steps over there. There is a ferry over there."
Wang Zhe got up and walked west along the river for about a hundred steps. Sure enough, he saw a ferry made of wooden planks. It couldn't be simpler.
The small awning boat stopped near the river, and Wang Zhe took the dog on board.
"Does your guest know martial arts?" The honest man asked when he saw Wang Zhe carrying an ancient sword on his back.
"With self-defense." Wang Zhe said with a smile.
"Okay, then sit tight."
Wang Zhe entered the small canopy of the boat. The man who was sitting at one end moved to the other end of the boat. His back was still facing Wang Zhe, and he still couldn't see clearly what he looked like.
"interesting!"
Wang Zhe was sitting in the boat, watching the honest-looking man rocking the boat and rowing the small awning boat to the middle of the river.
This is the man who rowed the boat after the meeting. He stopped the boat and the boat floated eastward along the river.
Hey, the rowing man smiled at Wang Zhe, showing his yellow teeth, and took out a bright short knife from his waist.
At this time, the man who had been facing away from Wang Zhe also turned around.
That face was covered with scars, like an evil ghost, looking at Wang Zhe coldly.
"Sir, please hand over all the valuables you have on you, please?"
Ouch, Laifu let out a low roar.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
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