Chapter 126: Idiots, there are also demons

After nightfall, a lot of lanterns were lit on the street. It seems that this festival will be day and night, but the shops with a lot of people during the day are no better than the food shops on the street.
The people in the small town eating supper under the dim light with smiles, as if hiding all their worries for the time being, they can't see any troubles at all.
Li Fuyao stood in the haunted courtyard, watching Wang Shi take out the talisman, fold it into a paper crane, and place it on the courtyard floor. Then he muttered a word, and Wang Shi appeared in his hand. One end of the yellow silk thread was attached to the paper crane and the other end was attached to Wang Shi's hands.
It's just that although Li Fuyao and Wang Shi are visible, most people really can't see anything.
In fact, it is not only Taoism, the other two religions have many techniques other than fighting. Whether it is catching monsters or talking about other things, they are far from comparable to swordsmen.
It's just that the swordsman's line, it is actually very good to study the killing power to the extreme.
As Wang Shi muttered a word, the paper crane that was folded with a talisman slowly lifted into the air, flew slowly, over the yard, towards the town.
Wang Shi pulled the silk thread, turned his head and smiled at Li Fuyao: "This monster hunting talisman is finished, we only need to follow this paper crane all the way, the child talisman can find the mother talisman for us, let's find that After the woman, no matter what she said is true or false, we can take a closer look."
Li Fuyao carried the sword box on his back, nodded, and followed Wang Shi out of the courtyard.
Because of the haunting of this small courtyard, the people around it have already moved away, so it seems a bit remote, not to mention the hawkers, even the people in the town will hardly come here, so Li Fuyao and Wang Shita On the street, I turned three full streets before I came to the bustling place. The paper crane above his head still flew forward slowly. Li Fuyao and Wang Shi followed the paper crane quietly.
The two under the dim light walked slowly, without attracting too many people’s attention. Li Fuyao, carrying the sword box, lowered his head slightly. After passing through several bustling streets, when he came to a relatively deserted street, he heard from the front. There was a faint sound of footsteps, and he raised his head slightly, and saw a young child in ragged clothes rushing to this side in a panic. When passing by Li Fuyao and Wang Shi, the dark-faced child leaned forward. To lean on Li Fuyao, Li Fuyao body slightly to one side, avoiding the child's seemingly unstable body while running. Naturally, the child fell firmly on the hard ground with a bang. , Obviously fell not lightly.
Li Fuyao ignored it and wanted to leave.
A strange light flashed in the child's eyes, and he was about to stretch out his hand to pull Li Fuyao's skirt. Li Fuyao said coldly, "Don't want this hand?"
The child's hand froze in the air, and he did not dare to stretch it any further.
He quickly squeezed some tears into his eyes, and shouted at Li Fuyao, "This uncle..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Fuyao turned his head to look at him, one big and one small looking at each other, and the child shuddered unconsciously.
Li Fuyao calmly said, "Leaning on me, he touched my money bag, and then no matter what I treat you, you will always have a good income, but if you don’t rely on it, you want to give me a hand. Look for another opportunity, you look for another opportunity, why don't you think I am giving you a chance?"
This time, the child's eyes were full of jealousy.
Li Fuyao squatted down and looked at the ragged child. He chuckled softly: "I have seen this technique many years ago. They persuaded me to do it together. I didn't want to, so they beat me up. There are so many unreasonable people in this world. What should I do? I can’t solve it. So I just want to tell you that it’s not right to do this. I don’t have money to eat and earn money.
After speaking, Li Fuyao stood up, regardless of whether the child could understand or whether he cared, he continued on with Wang Shi.
The child was in a daze.
He yelled a word from beginning to end, neither really got Li Fuyao’s purse, nor did he really lean on Li Fuyao. In fact, if he didn’t admit it, no one could refute it, but I don’t know why. After seeing Li Fuyao's eyes again, he suddenly felt that he could not refute it no matter what.
After Li Fuyao and Wang Shi left, Wang Shi asked softly: "Why is Li Gongzi sure that the kid is going to touch the kid's purse?"
Li Fu shook his head and looked at the paper crane, and said calmly, "Didn't I say it?"
Wang Shi was dumb.
He quickly laughed and said: "Xiao Dao always thought that the son should have been in the kendo since he was a child, but he never thought that the son was still rolling in this world."
Li Fuyao smiled faintly, unwilling to say more. The first days in Baiyu Town were naturally not good. Being bullied is a common thing, and it is not easy to survive that cold winter, let alone. The easy thing is how to stop crying and not think about parents who are thousands of miles away in those days when people are bullied.
It is understandable that some thoughts cannot be suppressed.
But after Li Fuyao had gone through these bitter days, and occasionally recalled it, he didn’t think it was too bitter, but he was naturally unwilling to let him go through those days again. He said that he was reminiscing about bitterness and sweetness, but no one wanted to go again. Experienced again.
Seeing Li Fuyao not speaking, Wang Shi said to himself: "Compared with Li Fuyao, Xiaodao is really much fortunate. He was brought to Shouye View by his master not long after he was born. When practicing on the mountain, he only paid attention to one thing. , And take care of the rest of the things in your own way, and you don’t need to pay attention to it, and you can live comfortably."
Li Fuyao suddenly smiled and said: "I don't know what kind of practice the monks of the three religions like Wang Daochang are doing. Anyway, according to my old ancestor's statement, I don't have to worry about doing this practice a few times in the mundane world. It may be beneficial to practice, otherwise there would not be so many swordsmen choosing to travel through mountains and rivers."
Wang Shi retorted in a serious manner: "Young Master Li, there are really not many swordsmen who have traveled across the mountains and rivers in this world. At least according to the trails, there is only one person. The rest is either hearsay or simply from the book. , I haven't seen a real person anyway."
Li Fuyao glanced at Wang Shi, "In fact, I still hope that in the mountains and rivers in the future, I don't have to be all swordsmen, but there must be one or two."
Wang Shi laughed loudly, and said with a smile that it might take a long time for this picture to come true.
Li Fuyao was noncommittal, but felt a little depressed, so he took out the jade jug hanging around his waist, and after taking a sip of wine, he patted Wang Shi on the shoulder and reminded: "Wang Daochang, continue to laugh like this. , Will not be able to catch up with that monster hunting talisman."
Wang Shi restrained his smile, nodded and continued with Li Fuyao.
This time the two followed the monster hunting talisman to a remote alley with many small courtyards.
Wang Shi sniffed, and whispered softly, "I didn't smell the evil spirit."
Li Fuyao did not speak.
The paper crane walked slowly in the alley until it fell to the ground in front of a small courtyard, turning into green smoke.
Li Fuyao took a look at the courtyard.
Wang Shi nodded.
The two turned over the small courtyard and walked towards a brightly lit room.
Only after walking a few steps, they saw two figures outside the house. Li Fuyao and Wang Shi stopped and found a hidden place to hide them, hiding all their energy to avoid being discovered.
With the moonlight, Li Fuyao and Wang Shi could see the faces of the two clearly. One was the woman with a magnificent chest, and the other was a young and strong man, tall and naked.
The woman was standing inside the door, and the man was standing outside, facing each other, the woman looked cold, and the man had hot eyes.
The man’s gaze stayed on the woman’s chest for a long time before he moved away reluctantly. After swallowing his saliva, the man began to persuade: "Chunniang, the gray fish is dead. Staying alive? Why don't you follow me. Not only will no one dare to make irresponsible remarks to you in the future, but there will also be comfort in the night?"
Chun Niang's expression was still cold, neither promised nor refused.
So the man felt that there was something to play, and continued to persuade with all his heart, "Those of us who are fortunate enough to be transformed, let alone many, will live longer than ordinary people. You will have one or two hundred years to come, these two hundred years. Don’t you feel like you’ve been alone in a situation? It’s common for men and women to love these things. You can’t hang on a tree..."
Chunniang sneered and said: "You want my old lady to follow you, but it's simple. You only have to avenge my husband, and the old lady promises to take care of you comfortably. It's just your ability, I'm afraid that there is no such thing. Blessing climbed onto my old mother's bed!"
The man said angrily: "That man is a swordsman, and even the ancestors dare not provoke him. Wherever I dare to trouble him, Greyfish dies under his sword, it's all fate, why should you keep thinking about it like this."
Chun Niang sneered and said, "If you don't have the guts, just give it to my old lady."
The man's face changed, and soon he said with a cold face: "Chunniang, you are worthy of speaking to you, if you really want your body, I will ask the ancestors for instructions. What can I do with you?"
Chunniang sneered: "Then you are not going?"
The man gave a cold snort and turned his head to leave, but didn't want to. He just turned his head and saw a young man who put his hand on his shoulder, and he couldn't move. Then the young man didn't say a word. Just a torrent of majestic Qi pouring into this man's meridians can shatter his meridians, and he can't die anymore.
Then the young man took out a talisman from his arms and threw it on his corpse at will. The corpse began to burn, and in the end there was only a dark black demon pill. The young man didn’t even look at it. The foot smashed its demon pill to pieces.
In the distance, a young man with a sword box on his back looked at this side with a complicated expression, without speaking.
Chunniang looked at this young man who was obviously a Taoist monk and said nothing.
This young man is naturally Wang Shi who keeps his career.
Wang Shi stood at the door of the house and said calmly: "Small way to kill monsters, in the past, regardless of good or evil, now you have to ask if it is an evil monster, but this one can be regarded as an evil monster anyway, so I made this move, it should be correct."
Chun Niang looked complicated.
Li Fuyao walked over with the sword box on his back and spoke calmly, "This time I can have a good talk."
Chun Niang thought for a moment, then nodded.
The three of them walked into the room and took their seats. Chunniang said softly, "Why do you believe me now?"
She looked at Li Fuyao, not Wang Shi.
Li Fuyao pointed at Wang Shi, "It was the Taoist leader who believed in you, and the demon was also the hand that the Taoist had grown up. You said these things to me, it seems that there is no reason."
Chunniang didn't go to see Wang Shi, but said to herself: "The Taoist priests are all the same, there is nothing to say."
Wang Shi was not annoyed, but calmly said, "Since we don’t want to say anything else, it’s okay for the two of us to make a deal. Of course, this deal is this deal. Have you ever done something evil? After the transaction is completed, let's talk about the next thing, how about?"
"What kind of business?" Chun Niang raised her brow, her expression a little solemn.
Wang Shi calmly took out a gray demon pill. Under the dim light, it was vaguely visible that there was a fish in the demon pill. He took out the demon pill and said, "Although your husband died under the sword of Li Gongzi , But it hasn’t been seven days yet, Xiaodao naturally still has a way to call back its brutal spirit so that you can see each other again. Of course, this demon pill is a vital thing. If Li Gongzi was like before the trail, he Smashing the demon pill to pieces, even if the trail wants to help you, it can’t help you. It’s something I can take out to let you meet your husband again, and what you have to pay is simpler, tell me everything you know , What realm does the old demon cultivate, what techniques have he practiced, and how many people are there?"
Chun Niang stared at that demon pill with complicated expression.
Wang Shi was not in a hurry for the result, but waited patiently. The monk on the mountain, if it weren't for being really determined to kill people unreasonably, in fact, most people were still very generous when they settled down.
Chunniang was silent for a long time before she said desolately, "I can't get revenge."
Wang Shi was expressionless.
Waiting for the following.
Chunniang said after finishing her emotions, "The old demon cultivation realm does not know, but it will definitely not be higher than the blue silk realm. It should be the peak of the blue silk realm. Except for the Fanchi, the other realms are even better than me. It’s just a little bit higher, but it’s just a pill formation. It’s just that the old demon’s practice requires a woman's flesh and blood to support it every year. After he is said to be successful, he can break the blue silk and step into Taiqing. I dare to say that he is not higher than the Blue Silk Realm, but that technique is very evil, and it can devour the flesh and blood of others to strengthen himself, so the demons under him dare not resist."
Li Fuyao suddenly asked, "Who is Fanchi?"
Chunniang wanted to tell Li Fuyao that Fanchi was not a human being, but she finally said patiently: "Fanchi is an army officer of the old demon repair. He planned all the things before, and the realm is unknown, because he has never done anything personally. In recent years, apart from the old demon cultivator's arrangements, he has never done anything extra, which is different from our group of demon."
Li Fuyao rubbed his cheeks without saying any nonsense.
Wang Shi took the initiative and said, "Master Li, the old demon cultivator is handed over to Xiaodao. You are responsible for beheading all these demon cultivators. When this is done, we will leave here and go to Qingshan."
Li Fuyao nodded, "Dao Wang is careful."
Li Fuyao collected the demon pill again, turned his head to look at Chun Niang, and said calmly: "If you lie to us, the result will be simple. If you die or we die, we won't die so easily. Instead, it's you, death. Is more likely."
Wang Shi smiled. He didn't know where Li Fuyao went to learn these things at his age, but after standing up, the Taoist Shouyeguan pushed the door and was going to kill the demon.
He has his own way to find the so-called old demon repair.
Li Fuyao didn't rush to get up, but patiently took out the two swords from the sword box behind him and put them on his lap to take a good look.
Chunniang has a doubt.
Finally, he didn't hold back his mouth and asked: "It is said that the swordsman only has one sword at his waist, why do you have two handles?"
Li Fuyao pointed at the two swords and said calmly: "One is mine, and the other is mine."
Chunniang sneered a few times.
This is not nonsense?
Li Fuyao asked softly: "Which one do you use to kill the demon tonight?"
Chunniang ignored it.
Li Fuyao sighed, and muttered in a low voice: "Uncle Xie must like to do this kind of thing like killing monsters, so use Xiaoxue."
So Li Fuyao hung Xiaoxue around his waist, with the sword box on his back again, and walked out of the room.
When he opened the door, Li Fuyao suddenly said: "I will count your behavior as a woman's mind for the time being. I don't know. Actually, this shot is destined to kill you or not when we come to this yard. You are almost the same. Why didn't you kill you? It's really not because you are a woman."
There are other reasons.
Chunniang was at a loss.
Li Fuyao pushed the door out.
Half an hour later, Li Fuyao killed the last young man with a sword in a small courtyard.
One foot smashed the demon cultivation demon pill whose original shape was a dog.
Then he looked at the air from time to time in the courtyard not far away.
With a leap, Li Fuyao landed on the roof, looking at old demon Xiu and Wang Shi with messy white hair.
Farther away, the triangular-eyed man galloped out of town without turning his head. He still didn't know how to understand, such an old demon cultivator, but in the Qingsi realm, where is the courage to go to Qingshanguan to find the man The ten people on the border mountain are troublesome.
After a cup of tea, Wang Shi took a demon pill and came to Li Fuyao.
This demon pill looks better than those before.
Wang Shi didn't be polite with Li Fuyao. After finishing the collection, Wang Shi asked, "After doing the last thing, does the banshee kill or not?"
Li Fuyao calmly said, "I'll talk about it when you are done."
Wang Shi nodded without refuting.
The two jumped off the roof and went outside Chunniang's room.
Li Fuyao shouted: "When the matter is done, come out and see your husband for the last time."
Chunniang opened the door and walked out of the house.
Li Fuyao took out the Grey Fish Demon Pill.
Wang Shi took out a bright yellow talisman and pasted it on the demon pill.
Unlike the previous demon hunting charm, this one is a soul-seeking charm.
The role is different.
Moment after Wang Shi lit the talisman, the demon pill shone brightly.
Soon a burly man appeared before them.
It was the river monster that Li Fuyao had killed before.