"According to me, it is better to come to Guangling than to return to the capital. The emperor was furious a few days ago and beheaded more than twenty officials at once, including second-rank officials.
The capital city is in a storm right now! "
"Do you think it's peaceful outside?"
"It's better than being in the capital anyway. How about handling the case? Can such a case be investigated in a short time?"
At this time, Wang Zhe, who had finished his meal, was already preparing to leave Guangling Mansion.
On the street, he met a monk wearing a monk's robe. The monk had a beard, a dark complexion, and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.
The string of beads did not look like wood, but was white and dense, as if they were made of bones. There were two swords hanging on the waist. He looked like he wouldn't let strangers in.
The monk was carrying a sack on his back, and there was a faint sound of breathing in the sack.
It's a human being, a living person!
There was a sound of footsteps, and two men holding swords chased after him.
"Monk, stop and let my junior brother go!"
"You are quite tenacious. You have been chasing me for so long. Do you want to be like him?" The monk said solemnly.
People on the street pointed at the monk.
"The monk didn't look very easy to deal with, and he still had two knives hanging on his head."
"That's called the Jiedao. It's used by monks for self-defense."
"You know better."
As the focus of discussion, the monk's expression remained unchanged.
"Junior brother of yours doesn't learn well at a young age and needs to be taught a lesson."
"You're talking nonsense. It's clear that you, the monk, killed innocent people indiscriminately. My junior brother tried to stop him and was injured by you."
The words of the two brothers made the people on the street hide away.
"Good guys, they all killed people."
"Let me tell you, that monk doesn't look like a good person."
"Keep your voice down, he still has a knife on his waist!"
"What are you afraid of? This is Guangling."
"What are you afraid of? Zhao Rongbiao has been killed, but you think you are stronger than him."
"Well, that makes sense. Let's stay away and watch."
All the people on the street dispersed in a hurry, and the street that was bustling just now suddenly became deserted.
"Laifu, let's give in too." Wang Zhe took Laifu to a nearby alley. .
"Don't think we don't know, you are the infamous Blood Monk, who eats human flesh and drinks human blood!" One of them pointed at the monk and yelled.
After these words were spoken, the people hiding in the rooms on both sides watching the excitement were startled.
"What, you still eat human flesh, isn't that a monster?"
"Why did such a person come to Guangling?"
"Close the door quickly and report it to the official!"
The monk's face turned gloomy upon hearing this.
"hearsay!"
His body swayed and he suddenly came to the side of the two people.
The two young men drew their swords at the same time, but they were half a beat too late. The monk's palms accidentally broke the swords in their hands, and then the two men were knocked away.
"Oh, there's a fight, there's a fight!"
"Oh, that monk is so good at martial arts!"
"He can also eat people!"
Onlookers never think it's a big deal because it has nothing to do with them.
The monk's hands shook, and there was a series of noises, and the two young men screamed, and then fell to the ground.
"Oh, those two young men can't do it!"
"The two of them are not dead, right? This monk is too cruel."
"Why hasn't this official arrived yet?"
"Hey, the monk is gone."
The monk in monk's robes swaggered away carrying the bag, regardless of the life or death of the two people on the ground.
"Blood Monk?"
A voice suddenly sounded, looking for the sound. Standing on the opposite floor was a man in green clothes, with a sword behind his back, looking down at the monks in the street coldly.
The monk looked up and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You have done many evil things, and I will take your life." The young man was very arrogant.
"You are a middle-class young man with character, but it's a pity that he is here to die." Wang Zhe sighed.
"Look at the sword!"
The young man fell from the sky, and an illusion appeared when his sword came out, as if snowflakes were falling in the sky.
"The swordsmanship is okay!"
Om,
The monk's hands shone with Buddha light, and in an instant, thousands of palms spread out like lotus flowers.
"Thousand-Armed Tathagata Palm?" Wang Zhe almost subconsciously thought of such martial arts.
It's just that the palm technique used by this monk does not have the light of Buddha, but there is a faint light of blood.
Two figures were fighting in the air,
After a moment of stalemate, the young man holding the sword flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.
really!
"Swordsmanship doesn't need to be so fancy." The blood monk said.
Before the young man could stand up, he raised his hand and slapped him directly on the head. Before his palm fell, the monk jumped away and turned his head to look aside with a solemn expression.
The palm of his hand softened, and the cloth bag behind his back fell and loosened, revealing a young man with broken hands and feet, shaped like a ball.
"Oh, what happened to that guy?"
"It's not like your hands and feet were broken by this monk, right?"
"This monk is so cruel!"
The monks were all standing at Wang Zhe in the alleyway.
A top-notch product? The monk held the sword in both hands.
The previously arrogant young man jumped into the air, jumped upstairs, and then quickly left.
"The monk is so murderous!" Wang Zhe said calmly.
It is clearly a Buddha's palm, but there is no Buddha's light. Instead, it is a bloody light. It looks like an evil cultivator, and the name "Blood Monk" does not sound like a good person.
"If I don't kill them, they will kill me."
With the sound of hurried footsteps, several detectives arrived at the entrance of the alley, but they stood ten feet away, watching from a distance, and did not approach immediately.
Zhao Rongbiao's death made the whole Guangling people panic.
In fact, the ones who are most afraid are the police officers. After all, their duty is to solve crimes and apprehend criminals. If they really meet the person who committed the crime in Guangling, they will all die!
So after receiving the report, they hurried over slowly, and only started to show off when they got to the alley.
When they saw the monk holding two knives and the man lying on the ground, the hearts of these policemen suddenly trembled.
"This, this is another dead person!"
The case hasn't even been handled yet, and I'm already starting to get discouraged.
"That monk, put down the knife!" Unhappy shouted from a distance.
The monk ignored him and still stared at Wang Zhe. His whole body was tense, but Wang Zhe was very relaxed.
Wang Zhe raised his hand and palmed it,
Since I want to take action, I won't do it anymore.
Whether he is a good guy or a bad guy, just break the things covering his aura.
If you don't move a bit, that's it. If you move, you'll move vigorously and resolutely.
Blazing Sun Palm!
The overbearing heat arrived in front of the monk in an instant, and the spiritual energy rolling around locked the monk's body to prevent him from escaping.
The monk did not run away, but drew his sword.
A slash of the knife, a streak of blood,
Wang Zhe still blocked the sword light with one palm.
"This knife has some evil nature!" Wang Zhe looked at the red blade, as if it was stained with blood.
Blazing Sun Palm!
A red sun appeared faintly in Wang Zhe's palm.
The blood monk pulled out the second sword and slashed with both swords, a red light and a silver light.
The sword's light was dispersed by that palm. The monk took a few steps back and hit the wall with a thud. His body trembled slightly and he opened his mouth to vomit blood.
"Exactly, then you try the sword."
Wang Zhe's long sword was unsheathed three inches behind his back.
Shocking!
A sword light flew out, the monk hurriedly swung his sword, and the sword light broke through the two sword lights.
Clang,
The blood monk's body trembled and his swords fell to the ground.
Click, like a cracking sound. Then Wang Zhe saw the astonishing blood flames on the blood monk.
"How many people did the monk kill?" Wang Zhe asked in surprise.
The monk was lost for a moment, raised his hand to wipe his forehead, looked down and saw that his palm was full of blood.
Suddenly there was a loud glow of blood on his body, and he stretched out his hand to see a Buddha as red as blood. However, the Buddha had no mercy at all and was filled with evil energy.
"Blood Buddha, Demon Buddha?"
The sword on Wang Zhe's back was unsheathed three inches.
The blood Buddha that had just appeared dissipated instantly, like a bubble that had been burst.
The monk stood there with his eyes widened.
Shocking, the reason why the gods and immortals are amazed is because of the huge power of this sword.
The ancient book "Impermanence of Yin and Yang" reappears,
Xue Yong: The monk's clothes are dyed with blood, and the Buddhist beads are made of human bones. Eat human flesh, drink human blood, and worship evil Buddhas. Two hundred and sixty-four killings. To be punished. Prize, bloody knife.
Blood knife, when you draw a knife, you will see blood, and when you see blood, you will kill people. When you draw a knife, you will see blood, and when you draw a knife, you will kill someone.
"What an evil monk, with such a murderous intention!"
Wang Zhe waved his hand, and the two knives flew up and fell into his hands.
One handle is completely red, and the other handle is as white as frost and snow. They look very extraordinary.
"These two knives are quite good." The king thought to himself.
"Let's go, Laifu!"
On the empty street, Wang Zhe slowly left with Laifu. I glanced at the two young men who were lying on the ground and wailing.
"The bones in his body are crushed, and he won't die for a while."
He raised his hand and injected a spiritual energy into these two people, then turned and walked away.
"Is the monk dead?"
"I just seemed to see Buddha!"
"I saw it too, but how could the Buddha be blood-colored?"
"That's the demon monk."
It wasn't until Wang Zhe walked all the way out that the standing blood monk looked up and fell down.
At the other end of the street, instead of chasing him, the policemen who came to catch him ran away and hid at the entrance of the alley, with only half of their heads exposed to watch.
"Captain, let's go!"
"It's good to go! Are you leaving Guangling City?"
"What about us?"
"Go find the widower and come over for autopsy." These detectives actually turned around and headed towards the Yamen.
Here, Wang Zhe was about to leave Guangling City when he met two Taoist priests entering Guangling at the city gate. It looked like they were masters and disciples.
"Master, please slow down."
"Hey, we finally got the information about that monster. She might have run away because we were late. If she runs away again, I don't know how many more people will be killed!"
Monster, Guangling City? Wang Zhe looked back.
"Let's go, Laifu."
A man and a dog walked away along the street.
After walking about thirty miles out of the city, there was a Taoist nun in the distance. She looked about thirty years old and was very beautiful.
Two passers-by on the roadside saw her beauty and couldn't help but take a second look.
"That Taoist nun is so beautiful. It would be a pity to be a Taoist priest."
"Keep your voice down!"
The Taoist nun suddenly stopped, her body swayed, and she was beside the two people in an instant.
Ah, ah, two screams.
But they saw the Taoist nun gouging out the eyes of the two people and tearing out their tongues.
The two men fell to the ground, wailing in pain.
"What a ruthless Taoist nun!"
Wang Zhe stared at the Taoist nun coldly.
When the Taoist nun saw Wang Zhe staring at her, she sneered and was in front of Wang Zhe in an instant.
Ah, a scream.
The fingers that were as delicate as green onion were broken abruptly and were dripping with blood.
"As a monk, I don't have any compassion at all."
The Taoist nun's beautiful face was distorted, and her eyes were full of anger and murderous intent.
What a female devil!
Blazing Sun Palm!
With Wang Zhe's palm, the Taoist nun flew backwards a hundred steps and hit a tree. All her Taoist robes were torn, revealing a lavender robe underneath.
She didn't know what material the robe was made of, but after she chanted the spell, it actually emitted faint rays of light.
The Taoist nun stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, panting.
Wang Zhe looked at her chest. A Taoist nun actually had a longevity lock hanging on her chest, which looked familiar.
"Do you have a disobedient daughter?"
"It's you, it's you who lost my child!" The Taoist nun's eyes were about to split.
"You are that Taoist Cui, and you have blood..." Wang Zhe thought of the monk he had just killed in Guangling City.
"Who are you, Blood Monk Xue Yong?"
"It's my husband!"
"What a coincidence!" Wang Zhe was stunned when he heard this.
"Your family is really weird. You have a bloodthirsty evil monk, a cruel and proud man, and a disobedient brat."
"Have you seen my husband-in-law?"
"I just sent him to Xitian." Wang Zhe pointed in the direction of Guangling behind him.
"I'll kill you!" Taoist Cui yelled,
Before she could reach Wang Zhe, she was slapped away by his palm. The lavender robe she was wearing emitted rays of light, which actually offset most of the power of the palm.
Wow, Taoist Cui spit out another mouthful of blood.
"Excellent product!"
Taoist Cui's expression changed drastically.
unsheathed,
Shocking,
The ancient sword behind him was unsheathed five inches, and a sword intent flew out of it.
The purple color on Cui Daogu's body exudes a glow.
ah!
Taoist Cui let out a shrill scream, covering her head as if she was going crazy.
"He's not dead!"
The ancient sword was completely unsheathed, and a rainbow emanated from the sword, breaking through the glow of the body-protecting robe.
Taoist Cui's head flew up, and after landing, her face was still filled with unwillingness and anger.
"Impermanence of Yin and Yang" reappears,
Cui Xiao'e: I am a lady, but I am entrusted to someone else. Entering Taoism, studying the Dharma, being outside the world, and being in the world of mortals. His hands are full of killing, and his desires are hard to appease.
Killing one hundred and twenty-four will be punished, and the reward will be: the Earth-Suppressing Divine Curse.
"Every kind person in this family."
Wang Zhe was also very surprised. He didn't expect that he would meet such a family one after another. This is too much of a coincidence.
"This dress is pretty good. Well, if you take it off, won't there be nothing left inside?"
Finally, Wang Zhe took a closer look and found that Cui Xiao'e was wearing other clothes underneath.
Wang Zhe took off the light purple robe and buried her body.
The two people injured by Cui Xiaoe on the roadside had passed out and died.
Wang Zhe channeled a spiritual energy into the two of them and saved them. Their lives were saved, but their eyes and tongues could not be saved.
"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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