The capital city, which is seriously suppressed by the demon clan, is the perfect decisive battle location, the half-demon does not hesitate to die, and the young and vigorous Fang Gongzi is eager to take revenge, and both sides can get what they want here.

Bai Ze cleared his thoughts and closed the book in his hand. In addition to this story, which no longer means much to him, there are other things recorded in this book that shake his heart even more.

He is a half-demon himself, the fat boss has studied a lot of demonic hybrids, Bai Ze is the only one he has seen in the past five hundred years with the blood of the dominant demon clan, of course he is very interested in Bai Ze's situation.

With the concentration of aura and the blood level aura, he ruled out the low-probability event of atavism, and directly confirmed that there must be a fox demon among Bai Ze's three generations of blood relatives.

Seeing this, Bai Ze basically had a vague judgment in his heart. Grandpa can also shuttle and chat, and he has never heard of grandma. His father was handsome and strong, but he died in his thirties for no reason.

Every story echoed in his mind, and what he didn't know now was that the fox demon in the story fell in love with his grandfather.

In addition, there are also many cultivation secrets recorded in this little book, especially the painting of immortals and demon clans, after all, the origin of the fat boss is there.

There is relatively little space to record the deeds of the Ghost King, and as the most powerful person in this world, most of the stories in the book are about the Ghost King's invincibility.

But the things that these fat bosses wrote down with them allowed Bai Ze to get the news he had been looking for. That's what kind of story the world is talking about for him.

The ghost kings of the past dynasties claim to be proficient in one hundred and eight ghost arts, and the means are extremely strange, and the main combat power is to control a paper man, a clay puppet, and a ghost general who has been inherited for a long time.

And Bai Ze's identity is called Yu Ziyu, a family heirloom sword, likes to be chivalrous, and led the scholar into Beijing to take the exam, but the scholar was sick.

"It turns out that I am Yu Gong!" Bai Ze looked up at the sky, "I didn't expect that I was the protagonist of this story."

For Bai Ze, this world is neither a mountain market, nor a pear planting, nor a medicine monk, frog, mouse, play, horse, etc., but the twenty-fourth story of Volume 1 - witchcraft!

"Yu Gong, a young man, likes to fight, and can hold a high pot to do a whirlwind dance. Chongzhen, the palace test is in the capital, the servants can't afford the epidemic, and the trouble is ......"

Bai Ze went through this story in his mind, and couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face, the ghost king counted me to die in three days, I'm afraid it's not as simple as trying to cheat the silver.

The night breeze was bleak, Bai Ze thought quietly in the courtyard until dawn, and as soon as the sky was bright, he walked out of the capital with two jars. Summoned a horse map, rode a horse to Wanshan Mountain, dozens of miles away, and buried the fat boss's family at the foot of the mountain.

The sky is a little gloomy, there is a lonely grave at the foot of the mountain, but there is only a lonely "Hu Wei" on the wooden sign, which is the name of the fat boss, he gave it himself.

Bai Ze was also a little shy about the crooked handwriting, and bowed his head slightly, "I've only been writing ancient texts for a few days, although the handwriting is a little ugly, but I will use it!"

Bai Ze picked up the soil, covered it on the grave that was both desolate and lonely, and said to himself: "You may have already seen that I am not a person from this realm, the monsters of this realm never come out of the mountain market, and they don't like human beings, except for you, how can there be a second case." ”

"That's why you talk so much? If you want me to avoid detours, humans can't be trusted, it's better to return to the monster as soon as possible. But think about it from another angle, you are very miserable, and there is nothing wrong with revenge. But Fang Gongzi is also very innocent, his parents, sisters, and relatives were innocently killed just because their children joined a sect. ”

"Moreover, you died in Tongqiu, but the remains of Fang Gongzi's parents were crushed by you in the painting. Comparatively speaking, I also have a younger sister, so I should be more sympathetic to Fang Gongzi!"

"It is not possible to say that any race can be trusted or not, but there are good and evil in all races. If a man eats a deer, a tiger eats a man. I also believe that there are only wise individuals on the path of cultivation, and there is no distinction between groups. ”

After chattering for a while, before the spring rain rose, Bai Ze rode away.

Behind the horse's hooves, a 500-year-old grievance and hatred in this small world was buried. But when the summer comes, the grave may be covered with grass and new life will pass by, but they will not know that there is such a story.

Maybe Hu Wei left that little baggage, just to keep his story from being buried underground, and to have someone remember that past, even if there is only one.

The horses' hooves flew, Bai Ze went around to the other side of the capital, looked at a prosaic village from afar, and pulled the reins.

This place, which is no different from other villages, used to be the headquarters of Huaxianzhai hundreds of years ago, and then moved away after being attacked by the fat boss blocking the door.

However, to this day, it is still a very flexible base for painting immortals. Bai Ze turned over and dismounted, buried Fang Gongzi and his painting in the ground, but only one word "Fang" was written on the wooden sign that was erected.

Bai Ze pounced, rode on the horse, looked at the simple little tomb and said: "If you want to harm me, I will repay you with virtue and bury you, thank me for my kindness under Jiuquan." ”

With a flick of the reins, Bai Ze rode away. The clouds in the sky finally stopped accumulating, and the spring rain began to fall sparsely.

It was getting late, Bai Ze returned to the small courtyard wet, and Noble had already woken up and was standing at the gate of the courtyard looking out.

Seeing Bai Ze returning, he breathed a sigh of relief, while serving Bai Ze to change out of wet clothes, he explained that he fell asleep in the backyard last night for some reason, but when he woke up, he found that his son was gone, and the courtyard next door was empty, which made him nervous.

Bai Ze casually lied, saying that Fang Gongzi found a fellow villager, moved away and lived together, went to see him off, and ate wine together. Noble seemed to have gradually adapted to Bai Ze, and did not have any suspicions.

Back in the room, the faint sadness was gone, and the threat of the ghost king who came at an unknown time was imminent, Bai Ze put all the items in front of him, planning how to improve himself in the short term, or weaken the ghost king.

There is only one pistol bullet left, and it is still his biggest killer feature. In addition to this, there are the relics of the fat boss that have been opened.

In addition to the book that recorded a lot, the fat boss also left Bai Ze a bottle of demon essence blood.

That is the fat boss's own essence and blood, he can't repay the kindness of the demons in the mountain city, he just wants to train Bai Ze to become the next half-demon, replace him, and walk on behalf of the mountain city in the world.

Boss Gu estimated that if Bai Ze converted with the help of the blood of the half-demon, he would become a half-demon whose blood was shallower than him. Correspondingly, Bai Ze Fox Demon will have fewer characteristics, and the restrictions on him from Heavenly Tribulation and Dragon Qi will also be reduced. In this way, Bai Ze will undoubtedly be more relaxed outside the mountain market.