Zhao Jin carried the blood cherry sword on his back, rode a black horse, looked at the road in front of him, and thought for a while to turn around and go east.

Zhao Jin guessed that the Demon Dao would not let them go so easily, so Zhao Jin left the team to act alone.

From the time when the Demon Dao rode from the city to the "marrying" team before, the roads that wanted to go south should have been blocked by the Demon Dao, and Zhao Jin didn't want to join the Li family, but this time because of the Demon Dao invasion and his father, he could just get rid of the matter.

Looking into the distance, it seemed to be a village, and when he came to the intersection of the village and entered the village, Zhao Jin looked at it for a while and didn't find anything unusual, so he led his black horse into the village.

After entering the village, he heard the sound of talking in the distance, and an old man came from not far from the village road, this old man saw Zhao Jin carrying a treasure knife, guessed that it should be a cultivator, showed a little awe on his face, and bowed to Zhao Jin.

Seeing this situation, Zhao Jin hurriedly returned the salute, and said to the old man: "The old gentleman is polite, why did I see that there was no one cultivating the crops all the way!"

"Immortal Master, today is the day of sacrifice in our village, and everyone has not gone out to work in the village!"

"So that's the case, old man, I've been on the road for the past few days, I hope you can improve your accommodation and let me rest, thank you very much!" Zhao Jin was very respectful.

After the old man heard this, he said with no expression on his face: "Immortal Master, please come with me." The old man led Zhao Jin to a small room, "Immortal Master, you can rest here tonight."

"Thank you, old man!" Zhao Jin frowned, a little disgusted with this room, but he couldn't care so much about going out, and after the old gentleman arranged Zhao Jin, he left the room.

The room is small, but it is well lit and airy, and it does not make people feel depressed and depressed. What made Zhao Jin feel strange was that there was a strange small tree planted in a pot in the corner of the house.

The tree, with its straight trunk without the slightest branch, has long leaves that resemble pins like pine trees, but they are by no means pines. The whole tree is blackened, and it looks very strange, as if it wants to attract people's souls.

Zhao Jin was a little tired after traveling for so long, and felt that this tree was a little weird, but he had to keep himself in good condition, and he didn't find anything abnormal, so he quickly meditated and rested to get rid of the tiredness, recover his tired body, and the sun slowly set.

By the time Zhao Jin had recovered to his best, the sun had already set and the moon had come out.

Zhao Jin was a little hungry in his stomach, he was still a mortal at this time, if it was an immortal cultivator in the foundation building period who could open the valley, he didn't have to eat every day, and he could keep the valley for nearly ten days at a time without eating, just drink some water. However, among the immortal cultivators, there are many people who are greedy for appetite, and after cultivating to the foundation building period, they still eat every day like mortals, and they can't let go of their appetite.

Preparing to buy some food from the old gentleman from before to fill his stomach, he opened the door and left the room.

"Squeak", Zhao Jin found the strangeness of this house, and in the past half a day, this house has been dilapidated a lot. Zhao Jin took a look at the house and recalled his previous memories, the house at this time was the same as when he first entered and had been abandoned for three years.

Looking at the small tree that I thought was weird before, it was still the same as before.

And there was a very lively sound of selling from outside the house, which made Zhao Jin very strange, why was it so lively at night!

After Zhao Jin left the room, a glimmer of white light flashed on this strange little tree.

The wooden door opened slowly, and the dilapidated door made a piercing "creaking" sound from the friction of the door shaft.

In the midst of all kinds of shouting, it is not so harsh.

A very lively market life came into Zhao Jin's eyes.

Zhao Jin looked at this lively scene very strangely.

Are you in a dream?

When I came to the village before, it was an ordinary road, but this is what it looks like.

Out of the room, what I saw was a long street, on the long street was a crowd of people, the style of clothes was similar to Zhao Jin before visiting the central street of Bears Ears City, if I remember correctly, it should not be midnight at this time, but I saw that the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the white lanterns hanging on both sides of the long street looked a little eerie, but with the moonlight and white lights, the long street was also bright.

But the figure of the pedestrian is a little thin, as if he hasn't eaten for a long time!

"Selling sugar gourds, it is wrapped in sweetness in the sour, no worries and no annoyance......"

A loud and loyal cry came into Zhao Jin's ears, and he looked for the sound of selling, only to see an old man carrying a bamboo pole, and tied a straw to the top of the bamboo pole to form a round thing like wood, and inserted rock sugar gourds on it.

Seeing the rock sugar gourd, Zhao Jin was appetizing, remembering the happy time when he often went shopping with Lin Mengjie before, when he was a child, Mengjie's sister often pestered him to eat this rock sugar gourd, but at that time, Mengjie's sister had a bad stomach and couldn't eat them all, so she could only try them, and the other excess rock sugar gourds were all wiped out by Zhao Jin.

When Zhao Jin paid for a string of rock sugar gourds and was about to eat them, suddenly a voice came: "Donor, rock sugar gourds can't be eaten!"

Zhao Jin was a little stunned, and looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a little monk standing in the direction where he had entered the village before, and saw that the little monk was a Buddha statue with a face, as if he was a monk who had attained the Tao.

"Stinky bald, why are you preventing my guests from enjoying the food! It's so hateful!" What I didn't expect was that because of the little monk's words, the old man who had just sold rock sugar gourds was furious, and he scolded the little monk. Zhao Jin couldn't look at it.

He said, "This old gentleman, why is he so angry?"

"He's so angry that I've lost your good food because of me!" said the little monk as loudly as a lion's roar.

Hearing the sound of these six words, Zhao Jin was in a trance, and when he looked at the street again, it was no longer as prosperous as before, the road was still a stone road before, and it became a loess dirt road at this time, and the rock sugar gourd in his hand, what kind of rock sugar gourd was that.

On the bamboo sticks, there were eyeballs strung together, some of which had rotted maggots, and Zhao Jin hurriedly threw them away, nausea and nausea, and his scalp was numb.

After Zhao Jin let go of his hand, the thrown away "rock sugar gourd" turned into a black mist and drifted towards the old man who had just sold the "rock sugar gourd".

At this time, the old man was no longer as amiable as before, as if he was a ghost, only half of his head, and the other half of his head was missing, as if his head was about to explode, his clothes were very shabby, some of them did not cover his body, his hands were twisted, and his nails were unusually sharp and pale.

Seeing this, Zhao Jin knew that he had met a monster, so he hurriedly ran towards the intersection where he came to the village before, and felt that the little monk was unusually cute at this time.

"Little monk, what's going on?" Zhao Jin hadn't recovered from his previous nausea, turned his head to look at the little monk, and asked with a slightly pale face.

"This village is now occupied by this monster, and the little monk is here to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but I didn't expect to meet you. The little monk said quietly.

"How can you miss me if it's a demon subjugation and demon elimination!" Hearing that it was such a righteous thing, Zhao Jin was full of a sense of justice, and he was very concerned, and after saying this, he bent over and vomited.

A battle to subdue demons and eliminate demons is about to break out.