Fudo looked out the window, the night sky was deep and quiet.

The little fox demon slept soundly and snored slightly. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he may have won in a dream by grabbing meat buns with the demon hunter......

From time to time, there was the sound of the demon hunter and the black cat demon arguing in the next room.

Fudoki didn't want to pay attention to them.

Anyway, neither the Demon Hunter nor the Black Cat Demon will hurt each other now. The demon hunter had to say that Fu Duoxi was his ancestor, and of course he didn't dare to hurt the demon pet of his ancestor.

The black cat demon was not satisfied with the demon hunter and put it into the demon painting scroll, and sent away the river god's mother-in-law that day, the black cat demon was trying to find a nest to practice in Yashan, and it happened that it was accepted by the demon hunter who was wandering around.

The demon hunter argued that the demon shaft automatically collected demons had nothing to do with him, he was only responsible for carrying the demon scroll on his back, and he didn't have that much ability, otherwise the Xianmen would not have sent him, a second disciple with a dull spiritual root, down the mountain. Yan Jiu's main business was to find out the whereabouts of the Zhenguo Stone Beast, and the demon subduing was just practicing by the way......

Xu was tired of the noise, and the next room finally quieted down, and soon there was a flurry of snoring. Fu Duoxi's drowsiness just now disappeared again, he opened his eyes and stared out the window, and began to guess what Master Ji was doing, whether there was a place to sleep, would he fall asleep?

Suddenly, I heard a strange noise from next door, followed by the sound of the door opening, "I don't believe I can't catch you today......"

The Demon Hunter muttered to himself, and with a clang, he walked away.

The demon hunter made such a big move, the little fox demon was not awakened, and the black cat demon was silent, Fu Duoxi suspected that his hearing was unusually keen. Listening to the movement outside, he seemed to hear Yan Jiu muttering, "Why can't that family see that their son is possessed by a demon......

Fu Duoxi leaned against the window and looked out, and saw that the figure of the demon hunter had disappeared into the morning mist.

It's dawn, and Master Ji has been missing for a day and a night!

The black cat demon recovered, and after breakfast, he decided to go to Yashan to do penance and reflect on the future of the cat's life. Of course, Fu Duoxi will not stop.

The little fox demon hugged the black cat demon's thigh, but still didn't hold it, staring at the fox and watching its uncle turn into a little black cat and run away from the back window.

"Fox Xiaomeng, do you want to think about what to eat at noon?"

Fu Duoxi knows that any sadness of the little fox demon can be cured as long as it is delicious. Sure enough, when the little fox demon heard this, he wiped his aggrieved little mouth, blinked his eyes and said that he wanted to drink chicken soup.

The chicken stew was delicious, and Fu Duoxi glanced at the two cured chickens hanging from the roof beams, and decided to go to the village market to buy a live chicken and come back.

The market in Nanping Village only opens for one hour in the early morning of the tenth day. There are not many things sold in the market, most of them are home-grown fruits, vegetables, meat, eggs and mountain goods, and if you don't catch the village market, you can only go to the county government to buy them.

Today is the tenth day, and the market is full of people. They are all from the same village, and they have to greet each other warmly.

Fudoxi walked out of the market carrying a chicken, and suddenly saw a group of people surrounding Wuyangyang in front of him, and the noise of the crowd could be heard in the noise.

“…… Just a liar! Beat it first and then send it to the government for disposal. ”

"You can't lynch it......"

"Charlatans are shouted and beaten!"

"Dare to bully the Xiucai of our village, don't you look for death, beat him and beat him, if you don't kill him!"

……

Fu Duoxi doesn't like to watch the excitement, and her parents often teach her to stay away from right and wrong, and there are many places where crowds gather. Turning to leave, he suddenly heard the voice of the demon hunter.

Yan Jiu was pushed by the crowd, and he was about to be clenched by the villagers' clenched fists, holding his head in both hands and trying to make these stupid villagers understand that he was not a charlatan, but a demon hunter sent by the Immortal Sect outside the world, Cui Shilang was possessed by a demon spirit, and the demon spirit must be expelled as soon as possible, otherwise Cui Shilang's life will not be long......

It's okay if Yan Jiu doesn't explain, the more he explains, the more he paints on his face, the darker it becomes.

"Look at what he wears, he's not a good person, beat him!"

As long as someone made the first move, countless fists immediately followed, Yan Jiu hugged his head and shouted, and his cry turned into a cry.

The Demon Hunter's wail beat at Fu Duoxi's kind heart, and at last he stopped and turned to the group of commotion, separated the crowd and squeezed in, shouting to Uncle and Uncle to stop while grabbing the Demon Hunter's arm.

"He's my guest, and you must have misunderstood. Yan Jiu, Yan Jiu ......"

Yan Jiu saw Fu Duoxi's face clearly from the red and swollen eyes, and cried loudly, he was beaten to death just now, and he didn't beg for mercy, and when he saw his ancestor, the tears of grievance were leaking down and flowing.

"Duoxi, is there something wrong with the mountain behind your house?"

Aunt Cui, who had been watching from the side, opened her mouth.

"Ah......h

Fu Duoxi helped Yan Jiu out of the encirclement.

Yan Jiu called out to Master Ancestor with emotion, but the voice rolled in his throat, and only he could hear it.

Fu Duoxi didn't hear Aunt Cui's question clearly, and said casually, but Aunt Cui suddenly understood something, and raised her hand to ask everyone not to embarrass the demon hunter anymore, there must be a situation in the forbidden land of Yashan, Fu Duoxi is young and ignorant, the invited demon hunter is a liar, just send the liar away, don't burden Fu Duoxi to endure hardships, it is not easy for a lonely girl to live......

Scold! Or is Yan Jiu a liar?

Yan Jiu must correct his name, as the second senior brother of Xianmen, although his qualifications are a little worse, it also represents the image of Xianmen.

Yan Jiu for the image of Xianmen, since going down the mountain has been constantly changing clothes and accessories, the road often attracts people to look back and stop and watch, Yan Jiu's heart is beautiful, thinking that his image is great, must have added glory to Xianmen.

If you are regarded as a liar today, you will not waste the effort you have put into dressing up for clothes.

"I'm not a liar!"

The sound of Yan Jiu rushing out of his throat was like a cracked silk piercing through the clouds, and it immediately shocked the villagers.

Aunt Cui glared at Yan Jiu, the charlatan who broke into her yard early in the morning and wanted to arrest her talented son, immediately asked:

"You pretended to be a demon hunter with a fake sword and a broken rolling pin, and you can fool a little girl like Fu Duoxi, but you can't fool me, an old woman!

I've lived all my life, and I've never seen a demon hunter like you, even the goddesses in the neighboring villages look more capable than you. ”

Aunt Cui snatched the sword on Yan Jiu's back in front of several strong villagers, "Look, this sword is fake, there is no sword body at all, it is a dead wood pimple." ”

Aunt Cui had already reprimanded Yan Jiu's deception just now, and at this time, she took the evidence and pulled the hilt of the sword hard, making Aunt Cui blush and have a thick neck, and the sword did not move at all.

Aunt Cui threw the jet-black sword to the ground. A strong man nearby picked up the sword, but he couldn't pull out the sword, and he stumbled and almost fell.

The crowd erupted in laughter.

"He didn't deceive people, this is an exorcism sword, he doesn't want to draw the sword and hurt everyone."

Fu Duoxi took the sword from the strong man's hand, and pulled it gently, and the sword body flashed with a cold light. At this time, someone remembered Fu Duoxi's words just now, and was so frightened that he quickly hid behind a tree, exclaiming that the exorcism sword would hurt people!

(End of chapter)