There is a small city in the south, called Lingbi.

The demonic spirit of this place is leaking, and it has been strange and rampant for thousands of years, and the demons and ghosts have blocked the way, and there are countless legends of gods, demons and monsters.

Today, April 4th, is the turn of the twilight again.

Ching ming festival.

[Lingbi City's number of monsters today: 121]

[Note that this value is anomalous and is still increasing rapidly, and is expected to peak after midnight!]

......

The cold wind is like a knife, and the snow is flying.

At dusk, a heavy snow like goose feathers suddenly enveloped the warm Lingbi City, and within a moment, the sky and snow poured down, flooding the entire vast land.

A remote vegetable market in Lingbi City.

The market was extremely quiet, except for the cold wind blowing in through the open gates, and the ground was filled with sewage, rising blue and white mist.

"The weather forecast clearly says that it will be sunny today, and the temperature will be 24 degrees, but it is not accurate!"

Ye Ling carried a schoolbag without books, rushed into the silent vegetable market, jumped a few times in place, and quickly shook off the falling snow on his hair.

He still looks very immature, but his face is angular, wearing a white shirt, slacks, flat shoes, his posture is straight, and his whole body is full of vitality.

"Hell, I've never seen such a big snow in the south, and it's a late spring April day. ”

The snow came too fast and fell too quickly, and soon it was impossible to see a few meters away, and it was white.

Ye Ling was caught off guard on the way from school, he saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly broke into the building on the side of the road, using it as a place to avoid snow.

"Where is this? a vegetable market?"

Ye Ling let out a cold breath, rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, and looked around blankly.

The cold vegetable market was not lit up, it was dim, and I saw many shops arranged horizontally and vertically, only the lanterns hanging in front of the shops, and the candles flickered with faint light.

The market was deserted, and there was no flow of people, and the shops were silent, and every shopkeeper was silent in the dim light.

"The vegetable market is reluctant to even turn on the lights, no wonder the business is not good, and there is not a single customer. ”

Ye Ling looked left and right and saw a pork shop.

"The family hasn't opened meat for a long time, so I just bought some pork. ”

Not far away, an octagonal lantern hangs in front of the humble shop, which reads "Yunzhan Cave Pork Shop".

In the shop, there was a desk supported by damp wooden boards, blood was flowing on the ground, and a few big-headed flies flew unscrupulously in mid-air.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged fat man, with a big belly under the black and yellow stained leather overalls, and a pair of big ears with pointed edges, like a fat bodhisattva enshrined in the temple.

Ye Ling tilted his head and asked at the fat man.

"Hello, how much is a pound of fresh pork here, I heard that the price has risen recently...... Is there pork for sale here?"

The fat man replied with a smile.

"Yes. ”

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and pointed to the dark black desk suspiciously.

"I see nothing on the desk?"

There was nothing on the desk, only a pig-killing knife diagonally, the dark red blade was cold and bright, and there were no commodities such as pork, pig's trotters, and pig's liver.

"Don't worry, the shop has just opened, and the pork has not yet been prepared, so wait a while. ”

In the dim light, the fat man's face was gloomy and his eyes flickered.

Then he put his left hand on the desk, lifted the polished pig-killing knife with his right hand, and slashed it down with a sharp slash in the right position.

Laugh at!

"Now there's it!"

The fat man's left hand is cut in two!

......

“？”

Ye Ling was stunned for a full three seconds, his eyes staring at the desk motionlessly, and he subconsciously licked his dry lips.

"The front pig's trotters are tender and fresh, and they are fresh and tight when they just land, which is really a great supplement, and the little guests are still satisfied?"

With a warm smile on the fat man's face, he felt out a sloppy rag, skillfully bandaging the fleshy granules tumbling and spurting blood-spurting wrists like a child's water gun.

"Dead fatty!You're playing with me?!"

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth twitched, his heart beat extremely fast, and finally he couldn't help but scold.

What kind of joke is this?! In broad daylight, this fat man is so bold and reckless, breaking his hand and touching porcelain, especially arrogant and rebellious......

Ye Ling looked back, the businessmen in the other shops, all of them were like demons and monsters, shrinking in the darkness at the moment, laughing and crying, and they didn't come out to say a fair word, as if they were watching a farce?

It seems that there is only one way to go.

"Do you want to lie to me? To tell you the truth, there is no need, I am so poor, I can't eat pork a few times a month, and I don't have much money on me. ”

Ye Ling thought about it, turned the pocket of his jacket out, and took out a handful of paper money of various denominations, large and small, about more than 100 yuan.

"Don't be too little, it's all for you, it's not easy for everyone these days. ”

"No, if you don't charge this money here, it won't work for us. ”

The fat man looked anxious, and hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, and the blood-infiltrated rag flew into the air, splashing on the desk with stars.

"That's what you mean you don't want to talk about it, do you?"

Ye Ling narrowed his eyes, his face turned cold, and he glanced at him with his hands around his chest, and there was a kind of evil aura on his body, which was not like a student at all.

"Don't be angry, young man, I just need a little yang energy in you. ”

"Huh?"

"You are at an age when your spirit is strong, consuming a little yang energy is not harmful to your body, and you can make it up for it in a few days of cultivation...... I'll exchange Fuling pig's trotters for you to be reborn, and if you're lucky, maybe you can comprehend the mountain and sea techniques in the true blood of demons!"

The fat man had a serious face, his two green eyes widened, staring at Ye Ling's body tightly, extremely hot, as if he was going to devour his whole life alive.

Demon flesh?

Mountains and seas?

Ye Ling laughed angrily when he heard this, and he was almost sure that the fat man in front of him was a neurotic and a self-harming person.

He suddenly felt a chill rise behind him, something was wrong, as if a fierce beast was staring at him tightly.

He took out his phone to make a call, huh, no signal?

Ye Ling raised his head, squeaked his fists, and sneered.

"Since you want the yang energy in my body, then you can suck it. ”

The fat man was overjoyed when he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth cracked silently, revealing two rows of jagged black and yellow teeth, and his nervous fat face was relieved.

"Okay, you've finally agreed!"

"Huh?"

A thick darkness suddenly fell from Ye Ling's vision, and his ears were filled with thunderous howls of terror, everywhere, and his body blown by the blazing wind was extremely painful, and there was no way to dodge.

He didn't know what was going on, so he could only force his eyes open.

Then, he saw a shocking picture.

In front of him, the clouds of fire rolled, and the ancient creatures were condescending, as if they had come from a myth, their limbs were as straight as dark pillars, their backs bulging like a majestic mountain, and their curved fangs pierced the entire crimson sky......

"You're a demon ......"

Ye Ling's heart was terrified, but he couldn't make any sound, he could only shout frantically in his heart.

"Humph!"

It lowered its incomparably huge head, its dark red eyes were like two rounds of burning sun, slowly approaching the tadpole-like villain on the ground, and a wisp of breath was drawn like a thread......

......

You lose a little bit of yang.

Name: Ye Ling

Remaining Yang Energy: 3

......

The wind and snow are fading, the clouds are breaking through the sky, and the distant horizon is burning with satin-like smoke.

"Ahh

In the middle of the street stood the sleeping boy, shivering violently, and his mind quickly returned to his senses.

Ye Ling woke up and looked sideways, there was already a thick layer of falling snow on his shoulders and schoolbag.

"What happened? I fell asleep in the snow and had a dream. ”

He suddenly raised his hand with a look of horror.

It was actually a red and white pig's trotter wrapped in lotus leaves, like a jade carving!

It turned out not to be a dream.

......

You've made a deal with the demons and goblins.

Fuling Mountain pig's trotters.

Quality: Great Demon Flesh and Blood.

The front hooves of the big demon pig steel mane in Yunzhan Cave are a great supplement, and there is a certain inheritance of fire mountain and sea techniques flowing in the blood.