Chapter Twenty-Three: Fang San's Plan

It was still a dark night, and Xu Shou woke up from his sleep.

The voice in his head was clear again, and every time this voice sounded, he felt a wave of distraction, and only by killing people could he drive this feeling of irritability away.

The voice kept driving him, like a slave, to the courtyard where he had been.

Xu Shou was not going to go, he inquired from the street envoy and asked him about the identity of the official last time. Monster Hunting Siqing, one of the top ten kings in the court today, such a big man will die if he moves his fingers.

He had already been there once, and he fled back in embarrassment, and the other party had already been there prepared, as if he was ready to wait for him. He didn't dare to take any more risks, but the voice in his head urged him over and over again, like a drunkard who had lost his drink.

Xu Shou sometimes suspects that his resurrection from the dead may be a conspiracy of some people, or it may have a purpose.

His wife fell into a deep stupor, Xu Shou couldn't help but show a smile, and he gently covered his wife with the thin quilt on his body. Although it is summer now, the night in Shendu is still cold and windy.

Tonight, as usual, he walked under the tree in his yard and removed a few stone bricks, and in the dirt at the bottom of the stone bricks, there was a wooden box buried. The box was opened, and a hideous Yaksha mask appeared inside.

The Sariputta Sutra says: "The Yaksha God." What a big giveaway. Or damage first. After adding benefits. Win or lose. Therefore in the heavens, in the air, and on the earth. ”

In the sutras, most of the descriptions of the Yakshatras are negative. Those who are self-righteous and jealous will degenerate into yaksha after giving alms.

Xu Shou originally believed in Buddhism, but he did not attribute his rebirth to the Buddha.

Knowing that he had died once, he felt a chill from his head to his whole body, as if he had been enlightened.

After coming back to life, a lot of changes in his body have happened. For example, eating raw meat, for example...... Cannibalism.

He didn't find it strange, subconsciously, he thought of himself as a demon. To be resurrected from hell is to give a better living environment for his wife and daughter.

His wife, Xu, gets up early every day and is busy with a small tea stall, and because of her beautiful appearance, she is often harassed by some ruffians and is miserable.

Xu Shou has led people to smash those splashy fields a few times, but these people are hob meat, the more you are like this, the more they want to fight you, and there is Tai Sui Gang behind them, so they don't care.

Xu Shou is easy to say when he leads his subordinates to patrol on weekdays, but Lirenfang is also a big square, with countless lanes, and it takes an hour to patrol a circle every day.

When Xu Shou can't see it, those splashes will come over and look for trouble with the Xu family.

Of course Xu Shou won't put up with it.

He gouged out the hearts of all the wives who had bullied them, and devoured their flesh in the night. Xu Shou originally wanted revenge, but he didn't expect that he would awaken his heart's desire for blood.

He began to target the roster on the Wuhou Shop, and every night came, he would look for it.

Occasionally, when people see him, they will only think of him as a demon who walks at night. In the dark, he holds the power of life and death. He followed the roster and killed all the villains on the record. The behemoth of the Tai Sui Gang also fell apart in his hands.

His strength and speed have been greatly improved, which is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

Li Renfang no longer satisfied his desire, and he began to infiltrate other fangs, gangsters, ruffians, and hooligans, all of whom were given heads. When he got up during the day, he would feel a hint of comfort when he heard some people whispering praises to the ghost-faced Yaksha.

So he went on a killing spree and killed the wicked. In this way, we can suppress the impulses that keep emerging in our hearts.

The urge told him to go to a place and help him get something.

"Bastard, if you want to go by yourself, you have to let Lao Tzu go!" Xu Shou complained in his heart.

……

Even if Xu Shou complains at the moment, he has no time to care about it in his mind.

A group of people behind him were chasing him, and these people were very good, far from being comparable to Wuhou.

Along the way, he was hit by three arrows, each of which stabbed the vital point, and even one arrow was only a trace of the heart. However, his movements were not affected, but became faster and faster.

Huge vitality gushed out of the heart, and the limbs were warm, even if it was painful, but there was still strength.

Xu Shou knew the terrain very well, he deliberately made a big circle, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Although the people chasing him were the elite of the Demon Hunting Division, the vision of the human eye in the darkness was limited after all, and the light of the torch could only illuminate a limited area.

Xu Shou returned home, carefully put the mask back into the box, and buried it under the soil again. The black clothes he was wearing had already been replaced by him halfway, and he walked to the bedside, while his wife was still asleep.

Xu slept very deeply, he knew it. He quietly leaned over to the bed and lay down, it was not his turn tonight, there were Jin Wuwei outside to search door to door, but he would not find his own brother.

His heart is still pounding now.

His eyes were good, and he recognized the man who broke through the door as the adult who had come to interrogate.

"Can't go out again." Xu Shou said to himself.

His stomach was filled with a lot of water, and his stomach was very uncomfortable at the moment because he wanted to wash away the smell of blood in his mouth, so he lay flat on his back, his eyes fixed on the top of the wooden bed, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

……

The Yamen of the Monster Hunting Division is still busy even in the middle of the night.

"Tonight, Captain Lin will take a team of people out of the city, let's get off the bus on the way, they estimate that it will take a long time to go out, and it will take three days at the earliest. We can take a good walk around the city. ”

Fang San said to Fang Wu and Fang Qi, his face solemn.

"Let's go like this, if we are discovered, we will have to be beaten." Fang Qi said with a frown.

Fang San snorted: "Isn't it annoying that you stay here every day?" Think about it, how much fun there is in the market in that city, I heard that there is also juggling from the Western Regions, Fang Wu, don't you want to eat sauce elbow all day long, it just so happens that we have also saved some money, just go and try it! ”

Fang Wu's mouths of water were about to flow down, and he nodded busily, and the two brothers went out shoulder to shoulder. Fang Qi stomped his feet and reluctantly followed.

The three little ones were very agile, and the carriage stopped outside the yamen, covered with a curtain. There were three wagons, one for each of them, at the bottom of the carriage.

If the chariot and horse of the Demon Hunting Division go out, the prison guards will simply ask and let them go.

It's not that he's open to the Monster Hunter, it's that he's in and out too often.

Ten thousand demons escaped from the demon tower, and there were frequent monsters hurting people in various places, and there was no time to rest in the demon hunting division, and people were stationed out every moment.

The wheels clanged, and soon they were out into the street from the east gate.

When passing by a bright place, the three of them let go at the same time with a tacit understanding, and Fang San covered his face with his two arms. Inertia dragged him across the ground for some distance. Fortunately, the wrists were tied with thick leather bracers, and there were no abrasions.

The three of them glanced at each other and headed towards the place where the light was.

From the Xuanren Gate to the street of the Upper East Gate, there was silence in the dark night, only the North Market was still brightly lit, and the people were full of people, which was very lively.