Chapter 1: The Demon Cult Master
Wu Fan was carried by the mutated drunk, walking through the dark road, which was dim and I don't know what the place was.
The place on his neck that he had bitten was scorching, as if it was being burned by a red-hot soldering iron.
Wu Fan was dizzy, and finally couldn't hold on and fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up again, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Originally, he thought that the place where this drunk man would take him would be either a deserted place with nothing to pull out, or a place of eerie and cold horror, but he didn't expect it...... It's a big luxury villa!
In a place like this, at least the billionaires have to be able to afford it, right?
This villa is built on top of a large mountain, and the trees on the mountain are very lush, and the large villa is quite elegant.
At this time, the drunk man was like a black bull, carrying Wu Fan, and before he came to the luxurious villa, an electronic voice said, "Please verify the password." β
The drunk man muttered a string of obscure incantations, and the door opened, and the drunk walked in with Wu Fan on his shoulder.
When I came inside, it was a long stone road, on both sides of the road were half-human high stone pillars, on which there were stone carvings of different shapes, some like dragons, some like tigers, lifelike.
Wu Fan looked left and right, only to feel that the area inside was too huge, completely beyond the scope seen from the outside. Is it because I'm dazzled or is there something else?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard someone say with a smile, "Why do you treat your guests like this, don't you put it down quickly!"
Wu Fan looked at the man and saw that he was wearing a white sportswear, holding a cane, holding a cigar in his mouth, gray hair, and a slightly chubby body, and he was walking slowly.
This guy's image is no different from the super-rich in film and television works.
Wu Fan looked at him, thinking to himself, could it be that this guy was behind his back, so that this drunk man suddenly turned into a Saiyan and kidnapped himself here?
The drunk man put Wu Fan on the ground very obediently, of course, he would not be polite to Wu Fan, Wu Fan couldn't use his strength, and was ruthlessly thrown to the ground, and his butt hurt.
The super-rich man walked down quickly, helped Wu Fan up, and said with concern, "You didn't break it, did you?"
Wu Fan thought to himself if you are sick, I don't seem to know you well, right?
Seeing the disgust and suspicion on Wu Fan's face, the super-rich man was not angry, and said with a smile, "It is really a last resort to invite distinguished guests in this way." Distinguished guest, why don't you talk about it in detail?"
Wu Fan thought to himself that he wanted strength or no strength now, and if he wanted mana, he could only listen to this guy's arrangement, so he walked inside.
With a wave of his hand, the drunken man's figure immediately shrank, changed to its original size, and fell to the ground.
A cloud of black gas escaped from his body, and after a few circles in the air, he flew into a statue on either side of the stone path. The statue emitted a burst of black light, and then disappeared.
Several black dogs sprang out, dragged the drunk away, and ate it.
Entering inside, Wu Fan, who has seen a lot of big scenes, was still shocked, the magnificence here completely integrates classical and modern, Wu Fan only felt that this guy was really good at enjoying it after looking around.
However, this huge villa does not even have a single servant, and it is so clean.
The only thing that made Wu Fan feel a little strange was the birdcage with a shelf in front of the door on the right.
In fact, the birdcage is also an ordinary birdcage, but it is not a parrot that lives in it, but a ...... Crow.
Wu Fan couldn't help but look at the taste of this super-rich man differently.
"Tell me, what are you looking for from me?"
Wu Fan didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark, so he asked straight to the point.
"Haha, refreshing. The super-rich man smiled and said, "I came to you mainly to make friends with you, because of my identity, so I can only invite you in this way, I apologize to you again, I hope you don't get angry." β
Wu Fan waved his hand, "It's okay." He didn't want to talk about it again. When he practiced to this point, he was still taken captive, which gave him a deeper understanding of the saying that there are people outside of people.
Wu Fan knew that this person's strength was above his own, and he should have no ill will towards himself for the time being, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.
He wondered why this super-rich man he had never met was so blue-eyed to him.
After listening to Wu Fan's words, the super-rich man's nervous expression relaxed, and he looked really worried that Wu Fan would be angry, which made Wu Fan even more suspicious in his heart, if this guy was acting, then Wu Fan had to admit that his acting skills were really good.
After going through so much, if Wu Fan was still that simple, naΓ―ve young man, then he would be too incompetent.
Tribulations make a person mature, and he is slowly undergoing a metamorphosis.
"Let's get straight to the point, I don't like to beat around the bush. What do you want from me?"
Wu Fan once again clearly asked the question he wanted to ask.
"Before I answer that question, can I make a small request?"
The old man looked at Wu Fan with pleading eyes, as if if if Wu Fan didn't agree, he would cry.
If the person opposite was a person of other ages who was not much different from him, Wu Fan would naturally not listen to any of his hellish requests, even a fool could see that this was an excuse for delay.
But standing opposite was an old man, an old man with gray hair and a face that did not look vicious, and it was really difficult for him to harden his heart when he begged you so pitifully.
The old man in front of him couldn't help but think of his grandfather, the kind but stern old man, when Wu Fan was very young, he forced him to be a disciple of the rules and the three-character scripture, and if he memorized one word wrong, he would be punished with ten precepts.
Wu Fan rubbed his hands, as if he remembered the pain of the ring ruler hitting the palm of his hand back then.
The old man said to him before leaving, to get ahead, but also to persevere, not to be a man without seeds. The men of the Wu family have never succumbed to the misdeeds of others.
Sighing slightly, Wu Fan nodded.
The old man seemed to have won a great victory, the wrinkles on his face were stretched, and he let Wu Fan sit down on the sofa, then took a bottle of red wine and said, "Let's talk while drinking." β
"I don't drink red wine. Wu Fan said dryly.
After working hard in Tiandu City for many years, Wu Fan has not entered the circle of high society, and he is also respectful of red wine, if he wants to drink, he would rather drink white wine and beer, that kind of hearty and happy, by no means comparable to red wine.
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "It doesn't matter, what kind of wine do you want to drink?" Is it Zhuyeqing, which has been cellared for thousands of years, or Wuliangye, which is brewed from Xuanbing in the Arctic Ice Field? Or is it ......?"
"When I'm down to business, I don't drink. I want my mind to be clear at all times. β
"There's no need to be so nervous with me, and I can assure you that I have no ill will towards you. The old man said with a smile.
"I'm sorry, it's habitual. Wu Fan said expressionlessly, "Say your request, otherwise, I may lose my patience." β
The smile on the old man's face did not change, the hand holding the wine glass was still so steady, but the thoughts in his heart turned a few times, from the information he obtained, it seemed that the young man in front of him was not so difficult to communicate, how could he be so unkind in front of him?
"Is your posture too low? or is it not low enough?"
The old man's thoughts were only for a moment, and he finally made a decision to continue to talk to him in such a low profile.
"My request is to ask you to tell me a story, is that okay?"
The old man said with a smile, there was an indescribable sense of vicissitudes in his smile, which was a smile that only people would have after experiencing the storms and waves of life and persevering. His eyes looked at Wu Fan eagerly, hoping that Wu Fan would agree.
The old man in front of him doesn't seem to be much different from the age of Dan Idiot, but Dan Idiot's smile does not have this sense of vicissitudes. It seems that Dan Idiot is just a child who has not grown up, and the one in front of him is the real old man.
Because of the thought of his grandfather before, Wu Fan had a subtle sense of intimacy with this old man, and this feeling made him a little more patient.
"Listen up. β
"Good!"
The old man smiled and said, "First of all, I want to introduce myself, my name is 'Situ Qingkong'." β
Wu Fan nodded, "The name is good, it's quite imposing." β
"Thanks for the compliment. Situ Qingkong smiled slightly and continued, "When I was very young, my family was very poor and often couldn't eat. Then, in order to survive, I often went to the fields to catch hares, pheasants, and so on to fill my stomach. β
Wu Fan yawned, when he was a child, he lived in the countryside, and he didn't do less to catch hares and pheasants, so as not to attract his attention.
Situ Qingkong smiled slightly, not caring about Wu Fan's rudeness, "Because of me, there are no small animals around our village. So, I went to the fields of the neighboring villages. As a result, one day I caught a hare, but when I was about to leave, I was stopped by someone from a neighboring village. They said it was something from their village and I couldn't take it with me. β
Wu Fan said, "If there are few people, let's fight with them, if there are many people, let's leave as soon as possible." β
Situ Qingkong smiled, "If I had known you at the time, maybe I would have done it." However, at the time, I didn't think so. I reasoned with them, and I said that this is a wild hare, how can it be from their village?"
Wu Fan smiled slightly and said, "Stupid!"
"yes, I was really stupid at the time. Situ Qingkong didn't think there was anything wrong with Wu Fan saying that he was such an old man stupid, he continued with a smile, "The people from the neighboring village didn't say anything to me at all, they just came up and beat me up and snatched my hare. β
This is something that can be imagined, but Wu Fan did not interrupt Situ Qingkong's words this time.
The expression on Situ Qingkong's face looked a little depressed, as if he recalled the scene at that time, and some memories of his youth were often the most profound. It's as if Wu Fan remembers a piece of roasted sweet potato that his grandmother handed him when he was hungry when he was a child, and the fragrant fragrance would flow out of his memories and bring him a sense of warmth.
"They had no reason to snatch the hare that I had worked so hard to catch, but they did! Why did they do it? They robbed me of my things, so that day I was beaten and hungry. β
"I wasn't a crying child, but I cried that day. Do you know why I'm crying?" Situ Qingkong looked at Wu Fan and asked.
Wu Fan said, "Maybe it's because your strength is too weak?"
Situ Qingkong shook his head, "It's more than that. I am crying bitterly about the injustice of this world! I am hating God for being blind! The strong can act recklessly, and the weak can only be bullied. β
Wu Fan listened, his brows furrowed slightly.
Situ Qingkong smiled, "I cried for an hour, and since then, I have decided that I will never cry again in my life." I stood up and went to the mountain temple in our village. I know there's something out there that makes me stronger!"
"Oh, what is that?" Although Wu Fan didn't want to admit it, he was still aroused a little interested.
"Underneath the statue of the god of the mountain temple, there is a hidden hole. I once went into it, and there was a secret room underneath it, with a lot of strange drawings carved on it. When I first saw those pictures, I knew that by learning what was on them, I could become stronger. β
"Then why didn't you study at that time?" Wu Fan asked.
"Because those pictures are so bloody!"
The old man's fingers lightly touched the table, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of Wu Fan, and Wu Fan could feel that this was not a holographic projection, but a manifestation of mana.
After seeing these pictures, Wu Fan immediately understood what Situ Qingkong meant by blood. Each of these pictures corresponds to a move, and these moves are all direct killings, never merciless.
The Buddha said that if you want to purify sentient beings, if he slaps you, you need to hand over the other side of your face, and the devil says that you want to kill and decide, and if someone cheats you, you will get it back a thousand times and a hundred times!
These pictures are demons, and they are the devils that make people sink.
Situ Qingkong waited quietly, letting Wu Fan finish reading all the pictures.
After Wu Fan saw these pictures, his whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he was trekking thousands of rivers and mountains, shouldering thousands of huge stones, he took a deep breath, and looked at Situ Qingkong with a cold gaze.
"Have you finished learning all this?" Wu Fan asked in a deep voice.
Situ Qingkong nodded, "I meditated in it for three days, imprinting all the pictures in my mind. Then I went out and went again to the place where I had caught the hare. β
"There, I met those people again. They seemed to have expected me to go back. Of course, I expect them too. β
"You take them ...... What's wrong?" Wu Fan asked.
"Very interesting question. You didn't ask them what happened to me, but what did I do to them? Why do you ask, even if I look at the pictures, I'm just a kid, what can I do with them?"
Wu Fan looked at Situ Qingkong, obviously he didn't believe that Situ Qingkong would not be able to defeat those people. He could even imagine the bloodthirsty glow in the eyes of that young man as he stood in front of those adults.
"They're all dead, aren't they?"
"That's right!"
The old man nodded, "I killed them all, and I didn't leave any of them." Then, I also practiced the 'Blood Demon Skill' according to the method in the picture. As a result, my strength became stronger. Then I went to their village and killed all the people in the village. β
Hearing this, a layer of goosebumps appeared on Wu Fan's body, he couldn't imagine that a child would be so ferocious, what a strange picture was that thin figure in the blood?
"It's too bloody!" Wu Fan didn't like it in his heart.
"Yes, now that I think about it, I was too bloody at the time, just like in this picture. All I know is that I want revenge, and when I become stronger, I can retaliate, retaliate unscrupulously. β
"Since then, I have left the village and wandered around, practicing the exercises on the pictures whenever I have time. I know for myself that my strength is getting stronger day by day. β
"When I was about a teenager, I met a man, my future master. The first time he saw me, he knew that I would inherit his mantle. β
"When I was a teenager, I was used to seeing the warmth and coldness of people, and I had experienced countless killings, and my heart was already like iron, so I naturally would not be willing to worship a person I didn't know as a teacher. But he was not anxious, but always by my side, competing with me. β
"I've played against him in 99 games and I haven't won a single one. But every time it was just a move to lose. He taught me that I am not the strongest, and if I am not the strongest, then I will still be bullied!"
Therefore, I worshipped him as a teacher. He simply taught me all the strongest exercises, and gave me a token to go to the Western Regions Desert to try. β
"Western Desert?"
"Maybe you don't know that the place where we are now is in the Western Desert. Situ Qingkong said.
Wu Fan knew that he didn't know the way in his sleep, and even if he was awake, he might not be able to know where he was.
"You went to the Western Desert and then became the master here?" Wu Fan raised his eyes to look at him and said.
Situ Qingkong nodded.
Wu Fan said again, "What are you trying to tell me when you tell me this? Do you want to tell me that you are the strongest, and make me submit to you?"
"Subservience?" Situ Qingkong shook his head with a smile and said, "Naturally not. I just want you to get to know me a little bit because I want to make a deal with you. β
"What deal?"
"Join forces with me. β
"Teaming up?"
Situ Qingkong said, "I am the leader of the Demon Sect, I know that you are feared by the righteous path of the world, maybe you don't know that they are already preparing to deal with you." If you and I join forces, we will be able to dominate the world, and we will no longer be more afraid of those so-called righteous ways in the world!"
Wu Fan glanced at him and shook his head slightly, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't agree." β
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