Seeing that it was time to start dinner, but no one brought the food or drinks, King Gongde felt a surge of unknown anger in his heart and shouted: "Go to the kitchen and see, are all the people cooking dead?"
A little demon immediately followed the order and ran out. After a while, the little demon came in with a look of admiration and reported: "Your Majesty is wise, it is just as the King said, everyone in the kitchen is dead!"
The King of Merit: "..."
Do you want to cooperate with me like this?
After being stunned for a moment, the King of Merit raised his eyebrows, stood up and asked, "Why did the good guy die? Didn't we just add a monk to the kitchen today?"
The little demon replied with some confusion: "Except for the monk, everyone in the kitchen was cooked. There were three big pots of stew, and the aroma was fragrant..."
The King of Merit was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "It must be that monk who is responsible for this. Bring me my precious sword!"
Immediately, two little demons carried out a sword with a cold light from behind the hall.
This broadsword weighs more than a thousand kilograms and was forged from a meteorite he found outside the sky. With one strike of the sword, mountains and earth shattered, and he has never encountered an opponent.
The King of Merit picked up the sword and strode toward the kitchen. He smelled the aroma of meat from a distance.
Not to mention that the monk's cooking skills are really good, and the stew is quite fragrant? ?
The King of Merit swallowed a sip of saliva, then dismissed the thoughts in his mind, and kicked open the kitchen door.
In the kitchen, Jigong squatted in front of the iron pot, eating a lot of wine and meat. When he saw the arrival of the King of Merit, he smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you come to eat too, I will bring you a chair."
The King of Merit saw his playful and smiling face, and suddenly he was furious. He pointed the tip of his knife at Jigong and shouted: "What a wild monk. I took you in with great kindness, but you actually cooked my men!"
Jigong said with a guilty look on his face: "It's all the monk's fault. If the king can't let go of these monsters, the monk will cook you too so that you can be reunited with them."
The King of Merit shouted loudly: "Thief monk, watch the knife!"
After saying that, he used his demon power and struck Jigong on the head with a knife.
Jigong screamed strangely and was cut in half with a knife from the middle.
Immediately afterwards, the two halves of the body passed by the left and right sides of the King of Merit, and ran towards the door in a bounding motion.
The two halves of the body ran while shouting: "Killing, killing!"
The King of Merit was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked out the door. He saw that the two halves of Jigong's body had come together again. Then he realized what he was doing and chased after Jigong with his knife in hand.
Running to the courtyard, the King of Merit shouted loudly: "Young men, guard the gate, don't let the monk escape!"
The words came out, but there was no response. The King of Merit looked around and found that the temple was surprisingly quiet, and hundreds of monsters were missing.
"Where are the people? Where did everyone die?"
The King of Merit roared angrily, and Yang Jian walked in from the gate with a three-pointed two-edged sword, and said in a cold voice with an expressionless face: "They all died in the ravine."
The King of Merit: "..."
I'm specifically asking where they died? !
At this time, he finally understood that the three virtues and seals in front of him were specially designed to deal with him!
The King of Merit was so angry that his eyes were about to burst, so he swung his sword and struck.
Yang Jian raised a three-pointed two-edged sword across his head, and sparks suddenly burst out. The King of Merit was shocked and took two steps back. His hands were shattered and he was trembling.
As soon as they met, he realized that he couldn't fight against the San Dezi in front of him, so he reached out and touched his waist.
At this touch, he was suddenly startled and broke into a cold sweat!
"Where is my magic weapon?!"
In the fearful expression of the King of Merit, Zhang Xiu's voice sounded from the rooftop: "Are you looking for it?"
As he spoke, he shook the bell in his hand, and the crisp ringing sounded, frightening the meritorious king to death.
"ah!"
This purple-gold bell is a magic weapon given to him by the devil. As long as the magic weapon is activated, the bell will spurt out magic flames. Even if the golden Arhat comes, he will shed tears.
The magic weapon was stolen, and the King of Merit was panicked. Then he reacted suddenly, calmed down and said, "You stole my purple gold bell, do you know how to use it?"
Zhang Xiu was startled after hearing this: "It seems that he won't..."
Jigong stared in shock: "Then you still take it out?"
The King of Merit laughed proudly: "If you dare to go against this King, you will be buried in a sea of fire today!"
As he spoke, he muttered words and chanted a spell, which activated the purple golden bell.
After he finished reciting a spell, the Purple Gold Bell puffed twice, sprayed out two streams of white smoke, and then became silent.
The King of Merit opened his eyes in disbelief and chanted the spell again. This time, Zijin Ling didn't even react!
Jigong shook his cattail leaf fan and smiled with his shoulders tilted: "Hey, your purple golden bell was given to you by the devil. Devils are also divided into male and female. The devil who gave you the magic weapon is a female. The devil in front of you is a male. The purple bell is male." Once you see this male, it won’t work.”
Yang Jian said with a surprised look on his face: "That's it."
Zhang Xiu glared at him angrily: "Don't listen to the monk's nonsense. I absorbed all the magic energy in the bell. If you want to use it, you have to replenish the magic energy."
"Demon Zhang Xiu——"
The King of Merit listened to their conversation and immediately understood Zhang Xiu's identity, and turned around and ran away without saying a word.
The next moment, Yang Jian opened the third eye on his forehead: "You evil beast, where are you running away!"
A beam of divine light shot out from the divine eye and shone on the King of Merit. The King of Merit immediately showed his true form and turned into a white hedgehog. His body huddled up and he lay on the ground shivering.
What kind of San Dezi, this is Erlang Shen! !
The King of Merit didn't dare to move at all, and begged for mercy: "I don't know if it's the True Lord Erlang who is coming. The little demon has eyes and cannot see Mount Tai. It has offended the True Lord. Please forgive me for my life!"
Yang Jian ignored his plea for mercy and asked Zhang Xiu: "How to deal with it?"
Zhang Xiu said with an embarrassed look: "He has suffered internal injuries. I am a kind-hearted person and I don't want to see this little cutie die in front of me. You'd better take it to the river to roast it. Call me over when it's cooked."
The King of Merit: "..."
This rhetoric was very familiar to him. He had used it countless times when killing people, but when it was used on himself, why did it sound so unpleasant to him?
In the desperate eyes of the King of Merit, the entire demon temple was burned to the ground, and the walls collapsed, revealing the dense human bones built into the walls.
The souls buried in the belly of the demon were freed. Jigong recited the incantation of salvation and sent them towards the underworld.
Back home in Qiantang County, Zhang Xiu saw Ao Xue with a happy face, holding a piece of paper and looking left and right. He couldn't help but walked forward curiously: "Ao Xue, what is in your hand?"
Ao Xue said with a proud look on her face: "I got the free physical examination coupon from the security hall by eating steamed buns! How about it, I'm pretty lucky!"
Zhang Xiu: "..."
The god ate steamed buns, and even fooled silly girls. Has Xu Xian started to do anything to get patients to see a doctor? !
(End of chapter)
