I have been slaying demons in the Demon Slayer Division for thirty years

Mountain temple.

Zhou Yi fell, and the ghosts forced him to retreat.

They were crowded together, shivering but not daring to leave.

Thunder flashes around the temple, and if you touch it, your soul will fly away, and if you get close, your soul will be unstable.

The old face of the mountain god looked at the Taoist approaching. There was no fear, but a sense of relief.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I should have died a long time ago!"

The dryad's voice changed into male and female, and said: "For him, I..."

Boom!

Purple thunder fell from the sky, splitting the tree demon into charcoal, lightning splashed, and dozens of evil spirits turned into nothingness.

The demon illustrated book flipped, and a half-human, half-tree demon appeared.

Obtain reward: Shenmu Maru.

The thousand-year-old tree demon Zhou Yi killed more than one, but this one can be listed separately because its soul is a human.

Fragments of memory emerged. The dryad's body was a locust tree, and it had been growing in the Black Mountains for hundreds of years when its consciousness was born. .

She transformed into a woman and practiced cultivation in the mountains. She fell in love with a scholar a hundred years ago and gave birth to a child. However, the scholar had lived with tree demons for a long time, and his mortal body could not withstand the erosion of the demonic energy. He fell seriously ill and died in just ten years.

The tree demon gathered the scholar's remnant soul and prevented him from entering reincarnation. He searched everywhere for a way to resurrect, and finally sought help from the ghosts and gods of the underworld.

Ghosts and gods refined the scholar's remnant soul into the body of the tree demon, turning it into a half-human and half-demon. After the scholar was resurrected, in order to exchange the soul of the tree demon from the hands of ghosts and gods, he attacked and killed the passing humans and sacrificed their souls.

After the murder was exposed, not only did no one come to kill him, but he joined the Sky Demon Alliance.

Ten years ago, the tree demon refined the merit beads and was granted the title of Mountain God, becoming the source of Shinto information for the Sky Demon Alliance.

With the power of the mountain god and the protection of the Sky Demon Alliance, the tree demon is even more unscrupulous in sacrificing souls.

Until Yan Chixiao investigated the mountain god's cannibalistic practice and wanted to kill him, he made a desperate move and summoned ghosts and gods from outside the territory to come, hoping to perform great deeds in exchange for his lover's soul.

"No matter what the hardship is, it is not a reason to harm others!"

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, saying that he was obsessed with love and destroyed the world because of love, in his opinion, they were all excuses.

Once you become a demon, you should be punished immediately!

"The Heavenly Demon Alliance can influence the imperial court to canonize landscape gods..."

Murderous intent emerged in Zhou Yi's heart, and he waved his hand with several thunderbolts, shattering a hundred and eighty ghosts.

…

Hong County.

There are fierce ghosts and evil spirits wandering around the city. If they encounter a living person, they will pounce on them.

Drain the yang energy, devour the flesh and blood, and put the living soul into the soul-binding bag.

Ghosts and gods judge military achievements based on the birth of souls. If the number is not enough, it will become a meal on the plate, but if the number is too large, it will be eaten.

The fastest way to practice as a fierce ghost is to devour the yang energy of a living person, and then to refine the same kind.

In the Chenghuang Temple to the east of the county seat.

Hundreds of people crowded together, holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to make the slightest sound.

There were screams of fierce ghosts outside, and the screams of people dying were endless.

"Jiejie..."

"ah!"

Outside the Chenghuang Temple.

The ghost general Pan Jia was sitting on an official chair, enjoying the blood food offered by his subordinates.

Under Pan Jia's feet was an old head, the corpse of a landowner from Hong County.

The first time the Ligui army entered the county, they forcibly broke through the Tutu Temple, destroyed the golden statue of the god, and killed Tutu Gong on the spot.

Sure enough, this move frightened the masters in the city, allowing the vicious ghosts to run rampant, and no one dared to stop them.

This is Pan Jia's experience after plundering souls several times.

"General, the City God doesn't dare to come out of the underworld, so why not rush in and drive those people out?"

An old ghost licked his lips, and hundreds of people gathered in the temple, anger rising, which was a fatal temptation for the evil ghost.

In the underworld, living people are hard to come by, and it is a delicacy that only ghost kings can enjoy.

Even if you encounter an ordinary evil ghost, you won't be able to hide in time. A living person who sets foot in the underworld is more terrifying than a ghost.

"idiot!"

Pan Jia slapped the old ghost's head away, and said inscrutably: "It is said in the military book, there is only one missing in the encirclement, so don't chase after the poor enemy! If the city god is pressed hard, at least it will take hundreds of ghost soldiers to fill in, and there will be more after that. How to rob?"

When Pan Jia was a ghost soldier, he once snatched a general's military book and suddenly realized it after studying it.

Relying on the strategies in the military book, every time he came to the underworld to capture souls, he could sacrifice others to save himself, and he was promoted to a ghost general in just a few decades.

"The general is brilliant!"

The old ghost flattered me and said: Every time I come to the underworld, I will definitely follow you... eh? what is that? "

Pan Jia followed the old ghost's gaze, and a bright light rose into the sky, instantly burning away the dark cloud where the ghost army had gathered.

The sun shone down, making Pan Jia feel weak.

"That's the Earth Temple...the human monks are here!"

"General, what should we do?"

The old ghost looked at the flames that burned the sky red, his stinging eyes were filled with black smoke, and he was horrified in his heart. He was so close that he would not be burned to death.

"Of course... the art of war has its roots, and the best strategy is to take advantage of it!"

Pan Jia pressed the magic formula with his hand and was about to escape, but found that the ground was as hard as steel and it was difficult to escape underground.

"Damn it! That landlady can't live without peace of mind, the earth's veins are sealed!"

With an angry curse, he kicked the Earth God's head away and fell into the City God's Temple, shocking the City God who was about to move.

Unable to escape, he had no choice but to ride on the dark clouds and flee out of the city.

suddenly.

A long halberd came through the air, and the black tiger under General Song's seat rose up from the clouds with four claws and stopped Pan Jia.

"Where to go!"

"City God?"

Pan Jia didn't want to get entangled with it and sensed a surging flame approaching quickly.

He grabbed the old ghost behind him with a wave of his hand, threw it forward to block the front of the gun, and turned the clouds to escape to the other side.

"This guy seems to be much smarter than other ghost generals?"

Wu Yuan stepped into the void and activated the demon-slaying sword to block Pan Jia's path.

"We are all cultivators, so why bother forcing each other?"

Pan Jia said: "Let me go, these thousands of ghost soldiers will all belong to you, and you can achieve great achievements without having to fight hard!"

General Song glanced at the shrunken City God, his eyes filled with contempt.

"I dared to risk my life when I was alive, and I am not afraid after death!"

"Then go to hell..."

Pan Jia opened his mouth and spit out billowing smoke, turning an area of ​​dozens of feet into darkness. Countless ghosts shuttled through the smoke, entangling the two generals of Song Dynasty.

Taking this opportunity, Pan Jia fled in the clouds, and suddenly a loud shout came from behind.

"die!"

Hot as boiling water and hot oil, it was poured on the pan-armored ghost body.

Sizzle!

In an instant, half of the ghost body turned into black smoke and disappeared. Pan Jia knew he was going to die and looked back before he died.

The person who came was a giant man whose whole body was covered with flames. The scaled horses beneath him were flashing with purple fire, and he was holding a red sword.

Yan Chixiao didn't look at Pan Jia. The six ghost generals before had become ghosts under the sword.

Anything with a trace of Nanmingli Fire will not be extinguished until it is burned to ashes.

Yan Chixiao held the Nanming Lihuo Sword and shuttled through the streets of Hongxian. No matter where the fierce ghosts and evil spirits were hiding, wherever the aura of Lihuo shrouded them, they would all be wiped out.

After a while.

There is no ghost in the city, but unfortunately most of the people in the city have been harmed by ghosts.

The only thing that can be done is to release the living soul from the soul-binding bag and send it to the underworld for reincarnation.

At this time, the door of the City God's Temple opened wide, and the judge led several secret servants and bowed in front of Yan Chixiao and others.

"Thank you to the Immortal Chief for killing the ghosts and saving the people of Hong County from being robbed. The City God will report this achievement to the imperial court for rewards. He will also erect monuments and build temples for several Immortal Chiefs, and receive incense and incense from the people to worship..."

"There are only a few living people in the city, but where are the common people?"

Yan Chixiao glared, and the judge was so frightened that he stepped back: "You only need to resist the ghost army for a moment, and you can avoid most of the disaster."

"The Immortal, please calm down. We have received a message from General Song. We have invited the rich people in the county to the temple."

Sensing Yan Chixiao's increasingly fierce gaze, especially the fierce sword in his hand, the judge returned to the temple door and said: "The Lord City God's surname is Lu. Please think twice before taking any action..."

General Song sent a message: "Mr. Yan, the Hong County City God is a descendant of Lu Taishi, a first-class official in the current dynasty."

The Taishi Ling was a fictitious position in Daqian. Apart from compiling historical materials and books, he did not have much actual power. However, the first-rank official position was enough to explain everything.

Yan Chixiao wanted to kill the judge with a sword, but the judge did not break the law and did not want to provoke a big enemy for Zhou Yi, so he finally sighed.

"Walk!"

…

Guobei County.

City God Yin Division.

Zhou Yi sat at the top, with Yan Chixiao and Song General on his left and right.

There were a large group of living and dead people in the palace, including new ghosts such as Yifei and Huang Laodao, as well as ghost servants under the command of the City God.

The ghosts and gods retreated, and the army of evil ghosts everywhere was destroyed. General Song held a banquet for everyone in the underworld.

One is that he thinks Yan Chixiao and others are worthy of friendship, and the other is that he thanks the people of Guobei for saving their lives.

General Song saw with his own eyes the tragic conditions in seven other counties, which were further away from Heishan than Guobei. There were as many as ten houses and nine empty houses in Hong County, and some of them had 20 to 30% dead. As for the villages passed by the ghost army, even the chickens and dogs were swallowed clean.

The arrival of Yin Shen seemed anticlimactic, but disappeared within an hour or two. In fact, there were more casualties than the White Lotus Rebellion in Bodhi County.

If the army of ghost soldiers is allowed to wreak havoc for a few days, I don't know how many people will be left in Jinhua County.

"The banquet is about to begin——"

The old temple congratulatory voice was loud, and then one by one ghost servants floated in, carrying delicious food.

All the restaurant owners in the county received dreams from the City God and ordered the chefs to use all their strength to prepare food for the heroes.

Originally, the county officials were also coming. After receiving the news, they invited them into the Yin Division to express their gratitude to Yan Chixiao and others.

At the same time, there is a little thing. I hope Yan Chixiao will agree. Magistrate Guo, who was assassinated by the White Lotus demon, hopes to die fighting against the ghost army. If it is not possible, he will die at the hands of the ghost general...

Before Yan Chixiao could get angry, Zhou Yi used his mind-asking technique to find out the secrets of several people.

Among them, Feng Dianshi suffered several lives, and several others also had their own sins and were all imprisoned.

The food and drinks were served quickly, and everyone was not a literate person. Moreover, the friendships forged on the battlefield were deeper than any polite words. You could eat and drink as much as you wanted, and the most annoying thing was the leader's speech.

A stranger eats by swallowing and chewing, while a ghost casts a spell to absorb the breath, and can also taste the taste of wine and meat.

There were also newly born ghosts in the banquet, who did not know how to absorb energy, could not eat the delicious food or drink the fine wine.

"The breath-taking method is easy to learn, but the soul is weak. How to cast it?"

When General Song saw this, he couldn't sit still: "It's because I didn't think carefully that I let you all go."

"What's so hard about this?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, so I will lend you a moonlight to congratulate you!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and grasped the void. A full moon hung on the top of the Yin Si Palace, and wisps of lunar moonlight flowed out.

"Two moons!"

The ghost servant at the door stretched his neck more than ten feet, stretched out the door to look at the full moon in the sky, and then looked at the full moon in the palace. The two bright moons were exactly the same.

"That Heavenly Lord Wuliang! Reaching for the stars and catching the moon, this one is so incredible!"

Huang Laodao opened his mouth and swallowed a ray of moonlight, and the hole in his soul's belly slowly healed.

Under the nourishment of the lunar moonlight, the soul power increases rapidly, and the flavor of food and wine can be absorbed by running the Qi-Eating Technique.

The ghost servants also follow the same example, sharing the lunar moonlight to repair the broken parts of the ghost body. The incense in the Chenghuang Temple was limited, and General Song was reluctant to let his subordinates enter reincarnation, so his meager divine power was limited to maintaining the spirit and body.

"Master Xie Yiqing!"

Everyone thanked him in unison.

After three rounds of drinking, it was revealed that the ghost guards were elite killers in the military during their lifetimes, and the police officers came from various religions. The atmosphere quickly became lively by punching and throwing dice while drinking.

Zhou Yi came down from the top, and Huang Laodao, who was playing dice happily, immediately sat upright.

As both Taoist monks, Huang Laodao respected Zhou Yi a little more than others, and he had a little bit of speculation in his heart, if he could worship the senior...

Zhou Yi urged: "Why are you so stunned? You are shaking the dice!"

"ah?"

Huang Laodao looked stunned.

"Ah what, count me in."

Zhou Yi waved his hand and threw a handful of copper coins at a small location.

Huang Laodao subconsciously shook the dice cup, and when he opened it, it was two, two, three, seven.

Zhou Yi skillfully divides the money into points, and several ghosts who bet on the small ones catch the fast ones, each with his or her own victory or defeat.

"Keep going!"

"okay!"

Huang Laodao shook the dice cup and said with a smile, "Do you still know how to play this?"

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "I am not old. Back then, I was determined to visit all the hooks in Da Gan!"

"sharp!"

"The real person is actually the same as me..."

"Haha! What a beautiful thought, but you are a poor kid!"

"They are looking for courtesans!"

Suddenly the distance became closer, and Zhou Yi fell from being a god to a mortal. But it's not ordinary. There are city gods parading around the gambling table, swordsmen from all over the world, and Taoist priests painting talismans.

The banquet will not rest until Zishi.

General Song sent everyone out of the Yin Division. There were already the seductive messengers under the command of Jinhua County City God waiting outside.

Huang Laodao, Yifei and others are from Jinhua City. If the soul does not automatically go to the underworld after death, the city god will send an envoy to seize the soul according to the instructions of the Yang Book.

"I've met a real person."

It is already a great honor for the seducer to wait for several hours.

Of course, there is no problem with waiting for a few more days and nights, as the thunder on the Black Mountain has not yet extinguished.

Zhou Yi slowly said: "I feel like old friends with these people at first sight. They are all good people. I hope the envoy will report to the City God truthfully."

"sure."

The soul-seducing messenger took out the soul-seducing token, and rays of mysterious light fell on Huang Laodao and other ghosts. Then a mysterious pulling force appeared in the void, causing the messenger and everyone's souls to take back the Jinhua Yinsi together.

"Senior Yiqing, am I a lone star of evil?"

Yan Chixiao looked at the direction in which Huang Laodao and others disappeared, and murmured to himself: "Since I came to Jinhua, friends around me have been dying all the time. Sometimes I really want to resign and go into seclusion, so as not to harm other people's lives."

Without waiting for Zhou Yi to speak, the three detectives who were lucky enough to survive the Black Mountain battle were the first to speak.

"Brother Yan, don't say that."

"How can we fear life and death when we join Brother Yan?"

"Me too..."

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with aura, and he looked at Yan Chixiao with his qi-gazing technique.

Originally, Yan Chixiao's evil spirit was rushing to the top, with no energy and no luck, which was a sign that he was determined to defeat his friends, but now it turned into a faint purple flame.

There are demonic textures in the flames, as well as merit auras.