May 3 of the first year of Shengong.

Thirty miles away from Shendu City, on the outskirts of Meng County.

At this moment, the sky is full of dark clouds, and the shadows are gradually falling on a rice field, which makes people's hearts depressed.

There was a deathly silence in the rice fields, countless tall rice paddies obscuring the sunlight in the sky, and darkness was hidden in the depths of this rice field.

With a rustling sound, a thin limb stepped out of the tall rice paddy, and then two tentacles flew up and down, and the sound of gnawing was clearly visible.

They are locusts.

In every dynasty, locusts are the mortal enemies of the people.

Swarms of locusts spread and swept through the paddy fields, devouring countless straws and leaving only dry and dry land.

The desperate village chief knelt down in front of the locust god platform, his eyes dim looking around, and the sound of locusts buzzing exploded in his ears. The huge swarm of locusts was like a gust of wind, blowing the shrine in front of him everywhere, and the ground was full of scattered sacrifices.

"Heavens, heavens!"

The village chief was howling, his body was quickly overwhelmed by the swarm of locusts, and in the face of the powerful disaster, people looked incomparably small.

The locust plague first swept from Huainan Road, spread all the way, and now finally reached the vicinity of the divine capital.

Countless rice paddies have been infestation, and wherever the locusts have passed, there are dead branches and leaves. Mortals call this a natural disaster, worship under the altar, and worship with all their hearts.

"Village Chief, look, there!" The villagers ran over in a panic and pointed in one direction.

More than 170 villagers in Gejia Village gathered here, and they all looked up at the huge figure that gradually came out of the rice fields.

This is also a locust, but unlike ordinary locusts, it is three feet tall. The huge compound eyes were particularly strange in the darkness, and a purple light faintly appeared on the body, merging with the darkness.

With a slight jump, the locust landed in front of the village chief. Its mouthparts reached out, and its paw rested against the village chief's forehead, easily tearing it in two.

Blood gushed out of the locust's mouthparts.

A severed arm flew out and smashed the locust spirit monument to the ground.

Two tentacles, flying back and forth, shocking.

The villagers were screaming and panicking, and they all retreated, so that more huge locusts came out of the darkness and easily tore the vulnerable people apart.

The most sturdy ancestral shrine in the village, the walls of the house are made of bricks and stones, and the roof beams are neatly arranged with bricks and tiles.

Desperate people hid inside, begging the walls to withstand the onslaught of these monsters.

Whoa, whoa!

The locust's feet struck the walls with a piercing sound, and each stroke struck the hearts of men.

In the dark, there are children who want to cry and are covered by their parents. The ancestral shrine is full of spiritual monuments, which is very suitable for this atmosphere.

After waiting for half an hour, the noise outside gradually disappeared.

In its place, the screams of locusts followed.

These locusts, who already had a little bit of intelligence, let out desperate screams before they died.

Someone tried to open the door, but was stopped, and no one dared to take the risk.

Until, there was a knock on the door of the ancestral shrine. The knocking on the door was rhythmic, not like the sound of locusts.

Finally, someone had the courage to open the door, and there was a man standing outside the door, dressed in a rich embroidered brocade robe, and carrying a knife at his waist, the handle of which was a hideous tiger head.

"It's safe here, come out." Tang Yun called.

The villagers, who had been frightened into frightened birds, walked out tremblingly, and on the road outside the ancestral shrine, there were three corpses that had fallen over. The knife pierced on it had not yet been pulled out, and the hideous blade of the tiger's head knife flashed with a cold light.

As for these dead locusts, there are so many feet and feet that it is shocking to see.

"This official is the demon hunting secretary Tang Yun, where is the village chief here?" Tang Yun said.

The villagers were silent, and someone pointed to the broken flesh on the ground and said, "That's the village chief." ”

Tang Yun was stunned for a moment, and sighed: "In this case, you wait for some strength to cremate and bury these three demon corpses on the spot!" ”

"Yes!" The villagers hurriedly responded.

Jing Liang pulled out his tiger head knife and said to Tang Yun: "Looking around, only these three have turned into demons. ”

On the other side of the village, the eldest grandson Lingxiu returned on horseback and shook his head as well.

Tang Yun's eyes froze, he flew on the horse, and said, "Go!" Go back first! ”

……

On the official road leading to the divine capital, the three of them galloped on horseback.

Although they had just killed the three-headed demon, the faces of the three of them were a little tired, and they didn't feel relieved at all.

Since the town demon tower collapsed, there are a lot of monsters in the world, and His Majesty ordered the Demon Hunting Division to be formed quickly, and there must be no mistakes.

Tang Yun found many veterans who had retired from the army, and after a short month of training, they were scattered to various state capitals in the Great Zhou. However, there is still a shortage of manpower.

Tang Yun's rules are very old-fashioned, as long as he is a veteran, and he is a veteran who has experienced the battlefield.

For various reasons, they were driven out of the army where they were located, and now they are all taken in by Tang Yun.

Tang Yun's original position was to catch demons, but after the expansion, the empress changed to a secretary, and a demon hunt was added outside the nine temples, and Tang Yun was ordered to be the secretary of the demon hunt, ranking one of the top ten secretaries, and the official residence was three grades.

This is a great honor to ascend to the sky, but no one in the DPRK and China has opposed it.

The chaos of the demons left a deep impression on everyone's hearts, even if many interests are involved on weekdays, but in front of the interests of the entire empire, it is not so important.

Jing Liang and the eldest grandson Lingxiu, it was Tang Yun who wrote to His Majesty and directly transferred the two to the Demon Hunting Division.

The three of them entered the Shendu along the Upper East Gate and stopped in front of the Lixingfang.

At this moment, when you reach the side of the road, you can no longer ride a horse. It's close to the North Market, and it's the busiest time of the day.

The streets are full of people, shoulder to shoulder. Tang Yun said to Jing Liang: "Old Jing, you go back to the yamen to report." ”

"Well said." Jing Liang led the horse and suddenly disappeared into the crowd.

"So what am I doing?" The eldest grandson, Lingxiu, pointed to himself.

Tang Yun glanced at her, and suddenly smiled: "You go to Beishi to buy some ingredients and make dumplings at night!" ”

"Making dumplings?" The corners of the eldest grandson Lingxiu's mouth twitched, Tang Yun had already left a pair of money bags in her hand.

……

Shendu Mansion Prison.

"Your Excellency, please come in!" The cell boss respectfully invited Tang Yun in.

The sun was shining in from the outside, and the whole cell was a little bright, and the inside was very clean, and it looked like it was being cleaned all the time.

The families of the nobles of the Shendu are imprisoned here, and the crimes committed are not serious, and the Shendu Mansion will also take some care. Of course, there is no need to repeat the benefits obtained by the Divine Capital Mansion.

Fang San and a group of children were crammed into a cell, which was the most spacious place in the entire cell, and the beams were raised high, without the slightest feeling of crowding.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Fang San walked to the cell with his eyes fixed on Tang Yun.

When Tang Yun saw Fang San, he felt funny: "You seem to have expected me to come a long time ago. ”

"For a young and useful person like me, all forces will compete for me, and you are no exception!" Fang San said with the old god in his presence.

Tang Yun waved his hand to let the cell boss open the door, and kicked Fang San's ass: "Little brat, don't pretend to be deep. ”

Fang San covered his buttocks, and a group of other children immediately surrounded him, looking at Tang Yun vigilantly.

Tang Yun sighed: "Give you a choice, if you want to follow me, leave with me." If you don't want to, I will go to the local official yamen to get your household registration back and return to your hometown. ”

Tang Yun walked back.

Fang Santou followed one by one, but as for the rest of the children, they were also scattered and hesitated.

Seeing that Tang Yun was about to step out of the door of the cell, a few more children finally ran over.

Tang Yun glanced at it from the corner of his eye, but unfortunately, there were only three of them.

The tip of the knife licks the blood, it is easy to say, but no one wants to do it.

Fang San was followed by two children, a little fat man and a black and thin little girl.

"What's your name?" Tang Yun said gently.

The little fat man and the little girl suddenly stood upright, like two unsheathed swords.

Little Fat Man: "My name is Fang Wu." ”

Little girl: "My name is Fang Qi." ”

Tang Yun knocked on everyone's heads.

"I am different from Fang Chuchu, you used to work hard, but now you are doing things. These two are different, one for others and the other for yourself. Against the enemy, we can be indifferent. But in the Monster Hunting Division, they are all family members and have to support each other, you know? Tang Yun reprimanded.

The two children nodded ignorantly, while Fang San sneered.

So he got another kick in the ass.

……

In the dense forest in the north of Shangyang Palace, the yamen of the Demon Hunting Division is hidden in it.

Except for the veterans who patrolled back and forth outside, everyone else took off their armor and gathered in the lobby.

The lobby of the Demon Hunter Division is very large, and at this moment, a trace of aroma is floating in the lobby, and laughter is endless. If you don't enter it, you think it's a party.

Today, a newcomer has arrived in the Demon Hunting Division.

Because everyone has a task to do, they can only replace wine with tea.

The eldest grandson Lingxiu and a group of female dependents from the Demon Hunting Division walked out with steaming dumplings, and according to the custom, they were first given to the veterans at the bottom, and then to the main book and other officials, and they went up the ranks.

Tang Yun sat on the first seat, and Jing Liang and Du Cheng sat next to him. Du Cheng was sent by the empress, the emperor is suspicious, and the demon hunting division has a lot of privileges in the capital, and someone needs to monitor it.

In Shendu, and even in all dynasties, there is absolutely no such yamen that can be like home.

Yes, it's like home.

This is Du Cheng's own feeling, he was not used to such gatherings at first, and even frowned secretly, because there were signs of forming a party for personal gain.

But he soon realized that his thoughts were pure nonsense, because the people he had seen on the first day of his visit to the yamen were now not many again.

No wonder, those stubborn generals were reluctant to transfer veterans to Tang Yun.

In the Demon Hunting Division, people are dying every day.

In the laughter, how much sadness is hidden.

"There are three new little ones today, everyone, Qi He!" Tang Yun shouted loudly.

Many veterans stood up together, holding teacups, and saluted the three children.

Fang San was better, and returned the gift with a cup. As for Fang Wu and Fang Qi, the two of them were stuffed with dumplings in their mouths, at a loss, causing a burst of laughter.

The feast did not last long, and suddenly there was a tremor that woke everyone up.

In the middle of the courtyard of the Demon Hunting Division, there is a huge instrument. Each of the eight golden dragons corresponds to eight directions, and once there is a response, the bead in the golden dragon's mouth will fall, releasing a loud noise.

"My lord, away from the east, there is a big demon!"

Soon, someone leaned into Tang Yun's ear and whispered.

The cheers around gradually dissipated, and many veterans swallowed the remaining dumplings on the plate, patted their stomachs and walked out.

Du Cheng sighed secretly, countless gatherings have ended like this.

The three children were stunned, Tang Yun pointed at Du Cheng and said, "Prepare a room for the three of them, and let them rest today." ”

"Yes, sir." Du Cheng said respectfully.

Tang Yun got on his horse and disappeared into the night with a group of demon hunting veterans.