The mountain has no name, the strong wind blows by, and the pine forest rises and falls like waves.
Wang Huan stopped halfway up the mountain. The village had long been hidden by the pine forest, and his breath was full of earthy smell.
Song Er looked at Wang Huan and then at Zhao Chan.
Carrying a sword on his back and a bamboo basket on his shoulder, the young man seemed to be more relaxed than the hardworking peasant like him. It seemed that climbing up the mountain was as easy as walking on flat ground for Zhao Chan.
"How old is Xiaolangjun this year?"
"fourteen."
"When I was fourteen, I followed my father to hunt in the mountains and grow food in the fields. Suddenly, my father was gone, and so was my brother." Song Er sneered lowly.
Zhao Chan always felt that something was wrong with Song Er.
The place where the demon cooked and killed sixteen people was in a valley that was difficult to spot.
Wang Huan stood down from a high position, stared at the pots and pans, and shouted angrily: "A demon who has been stabbed a thousand times, do you really think that the demon slayer is blind and deaf?"
Song Er, who had the courage to jump into the valley, shouted: "Wang Lishi, this is where the folks found those bits and pieces."
Wang Huanling went in actively and walked around the small valley, her brows gradually furrowed.
"Didn't you find any traces of the demon when you came here?"
"No, it's just that the wind was very strong, making it uncomfortable for people to stay. The villagers hurriedly picked up the broken pieces and returned to the village."
"it's very windy……"
"The wind was so strong that the pine trees nearby were almost blown off."
Wang Huan said to Zhao Chan: "Give me the bamboo basket."
The yellow charms in the bamboo baskets are painted with cinnabar in complex patterns.
After Zhao Chan handed it to him, he stared at Wang Huan's behavior without blinking.
"This is the demon-searching talisman, which searches the sky and the earth for demons!" Wang Huan introduced.
Step on the Yu step, bend the middle finger and ring finger of your left hand inwards, and press the tips of the middle finger and ring finger with your thumb.
As Wang Huan walked faster and faster, the yellow talisman in the bamboo basket trembled a few times, and then flew up in a hurry.
The cinnabar patterns gradually brighten and are arranged in a row, like a long snake meandering around the mountain valley.
The demonic aura that was originally invisible to the naked eye suddenly floated around.
The color is green and black, mixed with streaks of blood.
The yellow talisman in a long snake formation galloped away in the direction where the blood line extended.
Wang Huan shouted: "Sword!"
Zhao Chan untied the forty-kilogram iron sword and handed it to him with one hand.
"What a strength!" Song Er praised with eyes flickering.
Wang Huan jumped out of the mountain valley and chased the demon search talisman.
The evil spirit has gone down the mountain.
The demon search talisman rushed to Shanniu Village.
"Go back to the village!"
Song Eryi heard this: "What?"
"The demon is cunning and has returned to Shanniu Village."
Following the way he came, Wang Huan didn't care to wait for the two people who were a little slower and walked like a meteor. He was afraid that if it was too late, more villagers would die at the mouth of the demon.
"Wang Lishi has left you and me behind! What if the demon doesn't go far and finds us alone?" Song Er said anxiously.
Wang Huan turned around and sneered: "You can't go wrong searching for demon talismans. Zhao Chan, you and Song Er don't go into the village. Wait for me at the head of the village."
Zhao Chan quickly agreed: "Okay."
Wang Huan chased after the demon search talisman, and several rabbits flew up, leaving only a corner of his tattered cloak fluttering. In an instant, even the leaky cloak was tightly covered by the green pine, and he could no longer be seen.
Song Er was a few steps behind Zhao Chan and said calmly: "Little Langjun, if Wang Lishi's judgment is wrong, then the demon is an upright man and deliberately teases us, what should we do? Alas."
"Brother Song, have you really never seen that demon?" Zhao Chan asked sincerely.
"Huh? If I had seen it, there wouldn't be any bones left that had been eaten long ago." Song Er responded with a playful smile, changing his anxiety just now.
Zhao Chan slowed down, holding the unnoticeable lacquer knife in his right hand, turned to look at the slightly weird Song Er, and said warily: "Brother Song's father and eldest brother both died at the hands of demons. Brother Song is very happy?"
Song Er showed his yellow teeth and smiled and said, "The house and farmland all belong to me, of course I am happy."
It was almost evening, and the gloomy sky finally revealed a little bit of sunset glow. The sunset glow was not pretty, it was too red, as if hanging a rag stained red with blood.
Zhao Chan suddenly twisted his waist and turned around, with his belt on his shoulders and hands on his shoulders, and cut Song Er's throat with the lacquer knife he was holding tightly.
A hundred miles, a thousand cuts, one ounce of paint.
Zhao Chan's lacquer knife is fast and accurate!
Just now he suddenly figured out why Song Er gave him a weird feeling.
Song Er's speech and behavior were too cold, too unfeeling, and too indifferent. He didn't look like a living person, but like a stone without a heart and without emotion.
There are more and more monsters happening around the town, and there are many monsters disguised as humans and wandering around the countryside. They all have one characteristic - they have few human emotions.
Zhao Chan collected lacquer and traveled across mountains and rivers, so he heard about this.
There were waves of pines and strong wind.
The lacquer knife in his hand cut Song Er's throat.
Song Er was still smiling.
Laughing very excitedly.
He stretched out his hand to grab the brave, careful and powerful young man.
Zhao Chan was like a young eagle soaring with wings, or like a hungry tiger cub wandering alone in the mountains and forests. He flew up and kicked Song Er in the chest. Taking advantage of the force, Zhao Chan leaned back and immediately fled down the mountain without looking back.
Song Er smiled and looked at Zhao Chan, whose figure was covered by the pine trees, and touched his severed neck. No blood was shed: "It's my favorite cat and mouse part again."
He changed into a "human" and became a big man with monkey eyebrows, dog eyes, ox ears, leopard nose, and tiger's mouth.
…
Sun He tightened his shorts tightly, sweating uncontrollably.
"Ghost hits the wall, I'm hit by the ghost hits the wall!"
The fog was so thick and the stench was so overwhelming that he seemed to be the only one left in Shanniu Village.
Sun He's legs were shaking so much that he held on to the wall and tentatively moved forward.
The mist poured into my mouth and tasted like rotten meat.
After finally moving to a door, Sun He was surprised to see the courtyard door ajar and a candle burning inside.
There was a look of relief on his face, and he couldn't help but exert more force, and the courtyard door opened with a clang.
Sun He stood outside the door in a daze.
Tables and chairs are arranged neatly in the yard, with oil lamps burning on the tabletops, as if they are waiting for the owner to come home for dinner.
And there are tables and chairs on both sides.
The human head base was placed in a Jingguan style, densely packed and stacked, but the last one at the top was missing.
The stumps and broken arms are one category, immersed in the pool next to the wall, and floating ice cubes can be seen from time to time.
The internal organs are stored separately, including the heart, lungs, stomach, liver, kidneys... everything is included. They are cleaned extremely clean, and the dark purple blood vessels on the surface of the internal organs are clearly visible.
There were eight or nine rather large water basins. From Sun He's perspective, he could clearly see blood deposits inside, with cold water floating on them.
"Are you hungry too?"
At some point, Mr. Li stood behind him, holding the butcher's knife used to kill pigs and sheep.
Before Sun He could scream, Li Laozhang slashed at his neck with a knife.
Blood splattered and seeped into the cracks in the bluestone beneath his feet.
Lift the head and carefully place it on the top of the Jingguan.
In this way, the Rentou Jingguan was finally completed.
Mr. Li hung Sun He upside down, cut off his limbs one by one, placed a large basin underneath, and waited patiently for the blood to drain out.
Cut open the body and remove the internal organs, fearing to break even the slightest bit of skin.
After everything was done, Mr. Li smiled happily and looked quite satisfied.
The wind chimes under the eaves jingled.
Shanniu Village is shadowy, like a mirage.
Sun He walked out of the door and greeted the villagers warmly.
…
The demonic energy stopped outside Shanniu Village and did not continue to spread. The demon-searching charms arranged in a long snake array fell in all directions.
Wang Huan entered the village in a hurry.
After asking several people, they all said that Shanniu Village was no different after they left.
Wang Huan's heart that reached his throat calmed down a little. He bent down and leaned on his knees to adjust his breathing. Because he was running too fast, he left Zhao Chan and Song Er far behind in the mountains.
"Wang Lishi, have you killed the demon?" Mr. Li came over excitedly.
Whenever a monster trouble occurs, as long as someone from the Youju Town Monster Slayer Department comes, they will be able to clear away the monster atmosphere and restore a period of peace to the people of Shanniu Village.
Wang Huan shook his head gently: "The devil is cunning."
"Oh, no matter how cunning the devil is, we have encountered it before. Don't worry, Wang Lishi!" The old man said with relief, "I have prepared good wine and food. Please invite Wang Lishi and..."
"Hey, where is that young gentleman?"
"He and Song Er will arrive later."
"Wang Lishi, please come to my house to rest first."
"I'll wait for them at the end of the village."
It soon became dark, and the passing clouds made the shadows of the moon unclear.
The wind howled.
Wang Huan looked worried and frowned.
Zhao Chan and Song Er have not returned to the village for a long time.
"Old man, I'll go find them."
Mr. Li, who had been by his side all the time, became worried: "Wang Lishi, will they be..."
"Won't!!"
Like comforting myself.
The demon search talisman is useless against this demon. This is the first time he has encountered it.
"Should we let the farmers go up the mountain with Wang Lishi?"
Wang Huan shook his head, picked up his sword and ran towards the mountain.
…
Zhao Chan was now tied to a green pine and unable to move.
The luminous treasure book that Sun He was thinking about floated in his mind.
The books were yellowed, worn, and full of cracks, as if they would fly to dust in the next moment.
On the first page, there are sketches of strange and evil monsters, such as monkey eyebrows, dog eyes, cow ears, leopard nose, and tiger mouth.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhao Chan would never have imagined that the nightmare that troubled him actually existed.
Even if he sensed something was wrong, he took the opportunity to attack the demon and escaped successfully, but it didn't last long. He was punched away by the elusive demon in just half a cup of tea, and he immediately lost consciousness.
The wind roared fiercely.
The demon sighed quietly.
"Xiao Langjun, I know you are awake."
"I have the magical power of observing the mind. You have a bad fate. You have been bullied by the white eyes, and you want to get ahead more than anyone else. Unfortunately, the cause and effect in the world are elusive. You may only succeed in failure if you try your best."
Zhao Chan forced himself to calm down.
"When I first arrived in your land, I happened to be on the verge of a breakthrough, so I had to eat people on the spot to refine my demonic energy."
"The Demon-Slaying Division Wang Lishi is pretty good. After swallowing him, one person can stand up to twenty people. How beautiful!"
The demon turned back to stare at Zhao Chan: "He is handsome in appearance, strong in body, determined in mind, and has excellent qualifications. A young man from the mountains is actually an excellent material for refining a ghost! It's unexpected, haha..."
