Evening.

Water Moon View.

The pine waves sent a chill.

"Ahh ”

Wang Liuzhi sneezed, he cursed a few words in a low voice, tightened the official uniform on his body, and looked up.

The courtyard is spacious, the red sunset and the purple vine roses complement each other, the colors are blurred, and the ghosts and gods on the painting are more and more vivid, as if they can open their eyes at any time and jump out of the devouring people.

He felt more and more that the cold in the mountains was oppressive.

But the good thing is.

He looked at the day, and the time for the shift was approaching.

Wang Liuzhi hurriedly finished touching the fish, hurried back to his post, and waited eagerly, but when he was impatient, the official on the top shift came late with a drunken body.

His mother!

At least half an hour late.

He cursed in his heart, and hurriedly stuffed the talismans and magic weapons used on duty into this drunk, eager to grow wings, quickly leave this cold mountain forest, the terrifying Taoist temple, and return to the warm and happy gambling stalls and women's branches in the city.

But the guy who handed over the shift was grinding, drunken and pulling him to talk nonsense.

"What the hell do you think, let us watch over the monsters? Hey, I'm going to have the ability to do this, and I'm going to be your errand?"

"Taoist priests are also troublesome. The monster leader, if you catch it, kill it early, why bother to lock it up, but teach us to worry about being affected?"

Wang Liuzhi had already scolded his mother in his heart, but in order to hand over as soon as possible, he had to deal with it patiently.

"It's to torture the hidden monsters. ”

"Fuck it, it's been quiet these days, and there's a monster hiding somewhere. ”

"Also for the development of an antidote. ”

"Phew! they've all become monsters and eat people, what else can you save? Why don't you kill them early, what kind of kindness do you have to send out indiscriminately?"

Wang Liuzhi dealt with it casually, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a short-haired Taoist Luo Tuotuo coming over, and hurriedly greeted him.

"I've seen the immortal. ”

The drunk man trembled when he heard this, and hurriedly followed suit, where was the appearance of nodding and bowing his waist, where was half drunk?

Wang Liuzhi secretly took a sip, and knew that this guy was pretending to be drunk and crazy, so he just took the opportunity to hand over and slipped off work.

......

"Good work. ”

Li Changan responded warmly.

He didn't notice the small tearing between the two officials, and even if he did, he just laughed.

After all, it's the drudgery of guarding the monsters, and it's dangerous and there's no oil and water, so it's normal for people to paddle or shirk.

It has been several days since he broke free from the nightmare of the Golden Mansion and captured the demon leader, Lang Zhong.

In the past few days, Yu Mei and the Zhenfu Si Gao behind her have disappeared, and they don't know what they are secretly stirring up, but they have left Lang Zhong and the demons behind.

This is a hot potato!

Xiaoshui Mansion was unwilling to manage but had to manage, Feng Chong persuaded Qingping to see the real person of the Water Moon Temple, and the old man pushed the boat down the river, imprisoned all the monsters in the Water Moon Temple, handed them over to Feng Chong for torture and research, and sent many officials as guards.

The previous Wang Liuzhi was one of them.

But in Li Chang'an's opinion, this is purely a superfluous move, after all, the suppression of demons relies on the incense and protection of Shuiyue Guan Liguan for a hundred years, and relies on the prohibition of the magic circle laid by Feng Chong at no expense, not this group of officials who are like frightened birds, ready to disperse in a hurry anytime and anywhere.

Their only role is probably to give the officials an excuse to let it go, and to stop some people.

For example, Zhang Shaonan, who walked around the mountain gate with a cane and a knife all day long;

Thinking of this, Li Changan shook his head and smiled, and slowly swayed to the stone cave in the mountain behind the Shuiyue Guan, where the demons were imprisoned, and here, Feng Chong and Bo Ziyu had been waiting for a long time.

After a few days, the three of them reunited.

Unlike the two Taoist priests who were not well injured, Bo Ziyu had been extraordinarily moisturized in the past few days, and his cheeks were plump a lot.

Li Changan also smelled a faint fragrance from him.

It is the taste of a mixture of precious spices, the whole Xiaoshui, a unique ......

"Went to the Tanuki House again?"

Bo Ziyu didn't rush to speak, and handed over two pots of good wine first, Li Changan unveiled the red silk stopper, and it was chic and mellow in his nose.

"Good wine. ”

Catch a quick hey smile.

"Can the treasure of the three ladies be good wine?"

He seemed to be emotional, and he seemed to be self-deprecating.

"In the past, it was a luxury to drink half a drop, but I didn't think about it, but now I borrow the light of this monster, and I can mix it every day. ”

After the Nightmare event.

Maybe it was out of repayment, or maybe it was because he had palpitations, Jin Yuanwai, Sanniangzi and Yamen came forward together, and feasted and drank the rich in the city many times in the Tanuki Building, and discussed how to pay and make efforts to search for the remnants of demons that may exist in the city.

Originally, this kind of banquet, with Bo Ziyu's identity, at most stood guard outside the door, but first, among the three, Li Changan and Feng Chong were not interested in this, and second, he had been in charge of the affairs of demons in the yamen.

But it's just "respectful".

I can't say half a sentence, just listen with an ear and eat with a mouth. At the top of the sky, after the banquet, you can easily touch two pots of wine.

A few days down.

His face was oily and thick, and the nobles were still clamoring and shouting, but the silver that was ready to be taken out as a reward was added layer after layer.

By now, it has been so rich that Bo Ziyu can't help but shake his head and smack his tongue every time he mentions it.

"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse when I spill so much money?"

Daoist Li took a sip of wine.

"Success or failure has its own days, and everything is done to do your best and be worthy of your heart. ”

Well, it tastes good.

A pot was hung on his waist, and a pot was stuffed to Feng Chong.

"Tell me, what's wrong with calling me up the mountain in a hurry?"

These days.

Bo Ziyu was busy with official business.

Feng Chong plunged headlong into the Water Moon Temple, obsessed with the study of demon plagues.

Li Changan was recuperating while exploring the remnants of demons in the city. It's a pity that after the arrest of Da Langzhong, the city was suddenly calm and calm, and Li Chang'an was taught to have a sharp sword and nowhere to start.

The exploration of the matter, when it is implemented, has become the West Market to sell wine, the East Fang to eat meat, the northern suburbs to see flowers, and the South City to boat. Today, the sky is warm, he is in the green (harmony) building, watching this year's Oiran dance, cold, was called back to this deep forest old view by Feng Chong.

The entrance of the cave is not a place to talk about things, Feng Chong beckoned the two into the stone cave.

before stepping in.

It's like a different world.

The cave is stinking and smelly, the fire is dim, and there are many strange-shaped monsters bound and imprisoned in the shadows. They groaned or wailed, and the stone chamber seemed to be a crowded hell.

No wonder Daoist Feng's injuries are lighter than his own, but his face is more haggard, it is strange to stay in such a ghost place.

Li Changan muttered in his heart, here Feng Chong had led the two to a thick wooden table.

The table had a faint stench, and the table top was covered in a layer of brown, not paint, but a stain left by blood soaking through the wood.

It's no wonder that the unlucky guy on the table forgot the dignity of the monster, and in the closure of the town, tears flowed and trembled.

This is a mosquito mother, the one that was rampantly overturned in Jinfu.

At the moment, he was tied on his back, and the feathers on his abdomen were carefully cleaned, revealing pink flesh.

Feng Chong skillfully gathered the light source and picked up the knife.

"In the past few days, I have been staying in this small stone room, just to develop a way to reverse the demon transformation, but unfortunately I have tried many times and tried all I have learned, but I still have nothing to gain, except for ......"

As he spoke, he cleanly slashed open the chest and abdomen of the mosquito mother, and showed the five internal organs of the monster to the two of them.

Bo Ziyu leaned over and sighed.

"Hey, this monster looks vicious, and when you cut open your belly, it's no different from a chicken or a duck, it's just bigger...... Huh?" he raised an eyebrow, "it doesn't have parasitic monsters in its stomach!"

True.

This mosquito mother is just like the scourge, there are no demon insects in her belly.

"More than that. ”

Li Changan took the knife, carefully examined the internal organs of the mosquito mother, and even cut off a small piece of liver.

"You see, the fleshy texture of this monster's organs and muscles is the same. ”

"What's the problem?" Bo Ziyu didn't know.

Big problem!

The monster of the mosquito mother, Li Changan is clear.

It mostly occurs in the miasma of the south, and can be born with mosquito swarms, which can drive mosquito swarms to cause trouble. It is said that those who become climates can swallow (harmonious) swarms of mosquitoes to cover the sky and the sun between breathing, and within a radius of ten miles, no matter people or animals, they will become dried corpses. In some remote places, it is even used as a sacrifice to the gods.

Its meat is like chicken and firewood, the liver is fat and delicious, but it is highly toxic, and it is necessary to use realgar, star anise, and grass fruit...... Ahem, all in all, the texture of the visceral flesh of a normal mosquito mother will never be like this.

"Just as Brother Dao said. ”

Feng Chong nodded, took out another jar, and fished out a pair of stomach pouches connected to parasitic demon insects from it.

Half of this stomach pouch has been assimilated by demon insects and is milky white, and the other half has not been assimilated and is dark red.

Feng Chong cut one knife each.

But see, where it has not been assimilated, the incision is still the normal texture of the stomach wall, but the assimilated part, the incision is completely different, but it is the same as that of the mosquito mother.

"This ......"

Bo Ziyu is blessed to the soul.

"The monster looks like a bird, but it's actually a worm!"

"That's right. ”

Feng Chong's eyes were solemn.

"I also dissected the other monsters, and found that the monsters captured in the Golden Mansion were all the same as this mosquito mother. If we put that scourge aside, I speculate that this demon plague is actually a demon worm infiltrating the human body, first replacing the intestines, turning people into demons, and then gradually infecting, assimilating the stomach pouch, esophagus, and other organs, then flesh, bones, and hair, and finally ......"

"Completely and completely, take its place!"

Li Changan was silent in thought, and Bo Ziyu's face was also ugly.

Because this situation means that the demon plague may be far more weird, more dangerous, and more tricky than imagined.

The three of them didn't speak for a while, only the weak wails and moans of the monsters around them became more and more poignant and harsh.

Long.

"He still won't speak?"

Li Chang'an said that he was, of course, the head of the monsters, and Lang Zhong, who claimed to be the culprit behind the scenes.

Feng Chong shook his head, then nodded again.

"Calling Brother Dao up the mountain is for this reason. ”

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"He said, "He wants to see you." ”

............

The body is wrapped with talisman iron cables, and the iron hooks penetrate into the pipa bones, and the sea of qi, the middle of the body, and Baihui are nailed into the steel nails.

Deep in the stone chamber.

When Li Changan first saw the culprit of the demon plague, he was in this miserable appearance.

As others described, he looks ordinary, just an ordinary passerby, but strangely gives people a feeling of "this person is Langzhong".

He didn't seem to be fierce and dangerous, but Li Changan didn't think that these bans were superfluous.

Not only because he is the source of the demon plague and the culprit of many demons, but also because Feng Chong has tried many times, but he found that many spells are useless to him, and he can only distinguish that he is inhuman, but after all, he doesn't know what kind of demon he is.

What's more, under this extreme and fierce lockdown, it can still smile and greet itself with a relaxed tone.

"I haven't seen you for many days, is the Taoist chief in good health?"

The Taoist priest took a deep look at it.

"Thanks to my concern, I am safe for the time being. ”

Taoist priests will greet demons politely, but they will not be false to the enemy.

He got straight to the point.

"I heard Feng Daoyou say that Your Excellency has not spoken a little in the past few days, and as soon as you open your mouth today, you will see someone alone. Now that the poor road has come as promised, what words are there, you might as well say it clearly. ”

"Daochang Li is really straightforward. ”

Lang Zhong made a gesture to bow his hand, but the iron rope was tightly bound, making it difficult for him to move.

He didn't mind, just smiled:

"I just feel like it's almost time. ”

"What time?"

"Time to take my life. ”

"Your Excellency is self-aware. ”

Lang Zhonghun didn't care.

"After all, you can't wait to kill me and spare my life, just to get the details of the demon transformation from my mouth, but I didn't say a word a few days ago, what's the use of you leaving me alive?"

He guessed Li Changan's thoughts.

In the past few days, Xiaoshui has been calm, and I haven't seen any monsters doing anything, this guy still doesn't say a word, which one has the leisure to wait for him to speak? The Taoist priest has been thinking about it for a few days, and after a few days, he doesn't care if Feng Chong has a clue here, and he will slaughter the root of this curse first!

"Why do you want to speak again today?"

"Because it's almost time. ”

Li Changan unconsciously held down the hilt of the sword, and he was keenly aware that this time was not that time.

Lang Zhong smiled and talked eloquently.

"The art of war, think about defeat before you win, this statement won my heart. Therefore, before the Golden Mansion, I also made a little preparation, I took all the children who had completed the transformation, and then left them in the cocoon, and told them to hide carefully and not to show their tracks. But after all, it's just a child, how long can you endure without restraint?"

"Listen. ”

As he spoke, he tilted his ears slightly, as if there was something that only he could hear the beautiful vocal music coming into his ears.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's time. ”

Li Changan's face changed greatly, and he turned around and walked back.

Not yet out of the stone chamber.

"Squad leader, Taoist leader. ”

Panicked shouts rang out outside.

"There's something going on in the city!"

Li Changan snatched out in two or three steps, found an open high ground, and looked down the mountain.

At night.

The once quiet Xiaoshui City has become a pot of boiling water.

Countless lights and candles were lit in the long streets and alleys, and in the flow of people, occasionally glimpsed some strange or hideous or huge shadows.

The howls, screams, and cries of people boiled over the sky, and the roars of demons were mixed in.

Really.

The peace of the previous days was only the calm before the storm.

And tonight.

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