What is a demon?

In the eyes of ordinary people, the answer to this question is similar to this: Evil demons are the kind of people who do a lot of evil, or have bloody hands, or act as a criminal offender, or bring disaster to the country and the people, anyway, they are the kind of people who do not do good deeds!

However, in the eyes of the Kyushu Continent, especially the monks and feng shui masters of the Kyushu Continent, the precise definition of evil demons is this--the so-called evil demons are creatures that go against the heavens and do not follow the way of heaven. Or to put it bluntly, the people who make the immortals behind the gate of heaven unhappy.

From this point of view, Cauchy and Huang Xing, this kind of person who leaks too much heavenly secrets can also be called evil demons, and they are big devils!

Just when Shen Kun saw the coffin, the big devil Cauchy and the little devils he led also saw the gate of Chixiao City, and at the same time, the gray-black clouds also came to the top of their heads.

"Damnation, Heaven's Thunder!"

Seeing the purple-red thunder light in the clouds, the feng shui master behind Cauchy suddenly changed color in shock.

A feng shui master dug a hole in the ground and beckoned a few good brothers to hide in it; another feng shui master laid a dozen magic circles around him, beckoning his friends to form a circle hand in hand with him; a feng shui master even lifted Cauchy's black robe and hid under his robe, but someone immediately whispered to remind him, "Are you hiding in the door master's clothes to find death?" Heavenly damnation is coming, the first person to kill must be the door master, he has leaked too many heavenly secrets, and he has long been targeted by the immortals!"

The man exclaimed, and ran away.

Seeing the chaos of his disciples, Cauchy sighed helplessly.

As a feng shui master, he can judge people's fate, can give people guidance to make a fortune, and it seems that everyone respects the scenery, but they also leak too many heavenly opportunities, and they always have to worry about the retribution of heaven!

Throughout the ages, more than seventy percent of Feng Shui masters have died of heaven's curse, and the other two percent have committed suicide because they can't survive the pain of heaven's curse!

"Don't panic!" Glancing at the clouds in the sky, Cauchy beckoned, "This curse is not coming at us!"

"Master, are you sure?" Feng Shui Master was still a little uneasy.

"You look at the appearance of the thunder light," Cauchy pointed out, "This is the Nine Thunder Tribulations, which are used to kill the evil demons against the sky...... As for us, yes, we have all leaked the heavenly secrets to a greater or lesser extent, but in terms of crimes, we can afford to be the Sixfold Thunder Tribulation at most, and we will not let the Heavenly Gate rain down the Ninefold Heavenly Thunder!"

The Feng Shui Master Sect breathed a sigh of relief, but their curiosity was also mobilized, "Sect Master, since you are not coming at us, who is it? Who has this kind of ability, which makes the Heavenly Gate Immortals grit their teeth with hatred, and they can't wait to crush him with the Nine Heavenly Thunder and scatter his ashes?"

"When the Heavenly Tribulation appeared, the fate of Chixiao City is no longer something I can calculate, only 'Tian' knows who the sinner is, right?" Cauchy sighed gloomily.

...... The gaze returned to the ancestral tomb of the Wang family.

As the tomb was opened, a crystal clear coffin appeared in front of Shen Kun's eyes, and the bones of a person were indeed placed in it, but this person had rotted because of the years, his clothes were incomplete, and the remaining bones were all sickly purple, so it was difficult to judge his appearance and identity before his death.

"Brother Wang, is this Du Yue'er?" Shen Kun hesitated as he pointed to the coffin.

"This ......" Wang Xiao also hesitated, "Judging from the height, it looks like Yue'er, and it is recorded in the Wang family tree that Yue'er was indeed purple when she was buried, but ...... Shen Kun, there is something strange in the soul world, you can come in and take a look. ”

Wang Xiao seemed to have discovered something, Shen Kun hurriedly recited the spiritual mantra, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

"This is ......," Shen Kun grew his mouth in surprise.

I saw that in the soul world, the souls of the twenty or so monks who had just died did not disperse, they sat in a circle near the coffin, closed their eyes and recited the scriptures for suppressing evil demons! Feeling that Shen Kun was coming from the soul world, they did not open their eyes, but just said lightly, "Monks can actually enter the soul world, Amitabha, good, good......" and immediately continued to chant the scriptures.

"Brother Wang, we seem to be ......"

After death, they are also suppressing the ancestral tomb, and the belief of these monks is so persistent, which is enough to prove that they really have no intention of privately swallowing the ancestral tomb, and they are really suppressing evil spirits. Shen Kun couldn't help but regret killing the wrong person, but the matter had come to this point, he had to go behind the monk and use the Ming King Wisdom Sword to carve more than twenty big turtles on their bald heads.

"Fellow monks, we are already dead, so why humiliate our souls so much?" the monks wondered.

Shen Kun smiled but did not answer.

When he was six years old, Shen Kun drew a big turtle on top of his head while the sweeping monk was sleeping, and then sold it to his brothers and sisters for five cents at a time...... At this time, Shen Kun painted a turtle mark on the heads of these monks, so whether they go to the Netherworld or the Western Bliss, they will be recognized by the sweeping monks and taken care of very well, maybe there will be a chance to get a positive result in the Great Leiyin Temple.

"Brothers, when you get into trouble in the Netherworld, mention my name Shen Kun!"

With a wave of the wisdom sword, Shen Kun sent the souls of these monks away, and then he took a closer look at the coffin, and found that even King Ming's eyes could not see through the soul in the coffin, and frowned: "Brother Wang, look at the appearance of these monks, I'm afraid there is really an evil demon in this coffin!"

"But can we still stop?" Wang Xiao said resolutely: "Shen Kun, you lend me the wisdom sword, I will open the coffin, you sweep the formation, in case there is really any evil demon, you will accept him immediately!"

"No problem!" Shen Kun threw the wisdom sword to Wang Xiao and stood aside.

Wang Xiao walked towards the coffin full of hope, he had waited too long for a thousand years of separation, and there was only one thought left in his heart.

"Even if it's really a demon in the coffin...... Yue'er, as long as this evil demon is you, no matter what you become, you are my Wang Xiao's wife...... No matter what trouble you encounter, in the past, my king dared to snatch you away in the Han Palace, and now I can spare everything for you......"

"Yue'er, I'm here!"

With a soft whisper, Wang Xiao pried open the seal on the coffin.

Bang!!!

Dozens of heavenly thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky, and then converged into a thunder pillar several meters thick, and smashed on Wang Xiao's grave, this thunder light seemed to carry thousands of resentment, almost no power was wasted, all concentrated on the land within the grave circle, and the grave was crushed into powder in an instant.

Immediately after, the second thunder pillar came, the third, the fourth, and the fifth...... Thousands of thunderbolts fell like torrential rain, and the soul world of Ying also turned purple, and this thunder light seemed to have the ability to kill souls, slashing fiercely on the heads of Shen Kun and Wang Xiao, making one of them almost unable to hold the law phase, and the wisdom sword in one hand almost broke.

"Brother Wang, hurry up, my Fa Xiang can't withstand a few rounds of heavenly thunder!" Shen Kun hurriedly shouted, "Damn, where did they provoke the Heavenly Gate Immortals, do they not want the soul in the coffin to come out so much?"

But Wang Xiao's movements were very gentle, unsealing little by little, and then his movements became slower and slower, the corners of his eyes gradually moistened, and his hands couldn't help but tremble...... It turned out that as the seal was broken, a soul slowly crawled out of the coffin...... One hand stretched out, white and shiny, like a woman's little hand, and then the other hand was also stretched out, with a ring with a female surname, and then the hands dragged the lid of the coffin and flipped it up, revealing the two shoulders and a leg that had stepped out.

Purple suspenders on the shoulders and a long purple skirt on the legs.

"That's right, that's right!" Wang Xiao cried with joy, "This is the clothes Yue'er wore when she died, and this is her ring!"

As he spoke, he suddenly lifted the lid of the coffin, hugged the soul inside, and choked up: "Yue'er, I have been waiting for you for 1,200 years, and we finally meet......

Before the words landed, a sharp heavenly thunder flashed over, heading straight between Wang Xiao and this soul! Wang Xiao's face suddenly changed, and he roared urgently: "Shen Kun, hurry up and collect Yue'er, she has been imprisoned for thousands of years, her soul is weak, and she will definitely not be able to withstand a !!!! of heavenly thunder."

"It's been ready for a long time!"

Shen Kun threw up his third soul shell, formed the Ming King Seal with both hands, and shouted: "Du Yue'er, if you don't want to be annihilated by the soul of the heavenly thunder, don't resist, enter my soul shell, and become my martial soul!"

Hearing this, the soul body of the purple dress trembled, he may have really been afraid of the thunder, and rushed into the third soul shell in a flash.

A full sense of power formed in Shen Kun's heart, and the third martial soul was finally in place!

Almost at the same time, the thunder seemed to be unable to find its target, and slowly receded, and the sky turned a clear blue again.

"Whew, it's finally done!" Shen Kun breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to relax too much, and said hurriedly: "Brother Wang, the monks didn't lie to us, even if it is Du Yue'er in this coffin, it will definitely become an evil demon, you be careful!"

"What about the evil demon, even if she becomes a powerful ghost and a demon king, she is also the wife of my king!"

Rushing to the front of the third soul shell in stride, Wang Xiao hugged Shen Kun's third martial soul, and choked up: "Yue'er, it's been 1,200 years, and you have suffered......"

In the muttering love words, Wang Xiao and the third martial soul gradually fell silent, and for a while, the two souls hugged each other and cried, charming and touching.

At this time, Shen Kun also saw the back of the third martial soul clearly.

Yes, there is only the back, because the third martial spirit seems to be very shy to bury his head in Wang Xiao's arms, not giving anyone a chance to see his appearance.

This is a petite little man who wears a purple dress and purple embroidered women's shoes, and his skin is white and tender...... That's right, this must be a woman, it's Du Yue'er, and there doesn't seem to be any offensive surname.

Shen Kun put his mind at ease, and suddenly heard Wang Xiao and the third martial spirit crying together, he stepped forward with a smile, "Daxi, what are you crying for?"

"Hehe, reuniting with my wife, I'm out of shape!" Wang Xiao raised his head, full of joyful smiles, and asked the third martial spirit: "Yue'er, are you too excited?"

"This ......" The third martial spirit slowly raised his head, trying to maintain a serious expression, but two lines of tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, leaving two snow-white marks on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Master, you need a piercing demeanor, I don't cry, I really don't cry...... Even if it is the first time in more than a thousand years that my old man has been insulted by a man, his demeanor and temperament have all been ruined in your hands, I will not cry......"

This is not Du Yue'er!

This is a strange old man!!!

(To be continued)