Chapter 57: The Demon Cult is Poor
"Master, shouldn't you jump out at this time to save the beauty heroically?"
"First of all, I'm not a hero, and secondly, that thing can't be called a beauty, she's horny now, you go in and provoke a mess for nothing"
"That"
"The insect thinks very highly of herself, and it is good for her to encounter some twists and turns, and the heart of the province is an idiot when she looks at the world"
"You're right about everything, so now?"
"Hmm, let's go and overturn the Demon Gate, this time you will be the leader of the Demon Sect, and I will be the dog-headed military master."
Liu Hanzhou said with a smile, "Okay, I haven't done it yet, are we going to set off a big one this time?"
Li Muyang nodded, "Temporary Intention"
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The Demon Cult is located on the Mandala Mountain, and it is rumored that the people of this Demon Cult are all evil and lose their conscience, and they will eat the flesh and skin of children.
Li Muyang and Liu Hanzhou went to Mandala Mountain together.
The reason why Mandala Mountain is called Mandala Mountain is because the mountain is full of mandala flowers, red and white complement each other, beautiful and enchanting.
It is rumored that non-demon demons will definitely laugh to death when they go to Mandala Mountain, and the people of the Demon Sect are rampant for a while.
After all, rumors are rumors, and even if they are good or not, they may be false.
Does what you see have to be real? The eyes deceive people, and many things are not visible to the naked eye, and the same is true for the ears.
The moment Li Muyang stepped into Mandala Mountain, he smelled a faint fragrance, "This scene can be compared to the fairyland of the world, but it is a pity that the fragrant flowers are poisonous, and too much beauty is built on the cliffs."
"Is it really good for you to talk like this?
"What are you afraid of, it's just you and me, why don't you even have a sentry?"
"The devil knows, it's generally useless to have some natural miasma."
"Come, follow me up the mountain"
Li Muyang swayed up the mountain, nodding as he walked, "Yes, this is very beautiful, I guess it will be more beautiful when the sun sets."
"Don't panic, the beauty of the world is in your hands"
"I didn't panic, Hanzhou"
"Huh?"
"Why do I feel so boring?
"Because you're too idle"
"I didn't eat salt"
"Don't be poor, I'm serious, this world is at your fingertips, everything is too easy, not challenging, and you are too broad-minded"
"That is, my heart is bigger than the sea, so what should I do? I can't force myself to death, right?
"It's good to sing one song, if it doesn't work, sing two songs, the world is circulating, life goes on, and then you find a place to take a nap, and I will help you fill the hole you want to fill"
Li Muyang thought about it and still felt quite emotional, "Sleep?"
"It's a good day to wake up, isn't this what you have comforted me?"
"That being said, you don't understand Hanzhou"
"I understand" Liu Hanzhou directly dismissed Li Muyang's words, he said, "You are just too idle, don't you look at the wisdom of mortals? Martial artists are also very interesting, all kinds of people"
Li Muyang lamented, "I'm really idle and have nothing to do, sad autumn and sad spring, this is not me"
The gate of the Demon Sect does not have the grandeur that Liu Hanzhou imagined, and it can be said that there is a big gap.
Liu Hanzhou's impression is of the majestic city wall, and at this moment, it is indeed a gate built with a wooden door, and a gust of wind blows through it and is crumbling.
Li Muyang asked Liu Hanzhou, "We didn't go wrong?"
Liu Hanzhou rolled his eyes, "You ask me, who do I ask?"
"Good guy, you entered the play too quickly" is not wrong, Li Muyang just doesn't want to believe that this is the Demon Sect.
There are still many thatched huts, weeds everywhere, and Li Muyang also heard the sound of snakes, desolate and dilapidated.
"This demon sect is too poor, I said that they are full of soil and all people believe in it"
"There's a kid there"
Li Muyang teleported over and caught the child, it was a little female doll.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Erya"
"How old are you this year?"
"Five-year-old, uncle, why haven't I seen you"
"There are so many people on the mountain, how can you have seen them all"
"You're a liar, it's only one hundred and two and a half people here."
Liu Hanzhou asked the little girl, "How can there be half of a person, and only half of it is still a person?"
"My mother said that Uncle Lan Yue couldn't move half of his body, and he could only be counted as half a person."
"Then where are all of them?" Li Muyang handed the child to Liu Hanzhou, he didn't want to hold the child.
"On the mountain behind" Erya was still young, and no one told her that she was not allowed to talk to strangers.
Maybe the people on this Mandala Mountain are all wicked people who deserve a thousand knives to people in the outside world, but for the second girl held by Liu Hanzhou, they are all relatives.
There are more than 100 people in Mandala Mountain all day long, and the two know all of them, she is looking at Liu Hanzhou with novelty, she likes Liu Hanzhou.
"Why did they go to the back mountain?"
"Daddy said: Business is not good these days, in my opinion, everyone should reclaim wasteland!
Erya learned well, stuck out her tongue after learning, and took the opportunity to hold Liu Hanzhou firmly.
"Your father?"
"My father's name is Hao Zhuang," the pride on Erya's face must have been very relieved for the child's father to see it.
"Are you the only child on this mountain?" asked Li Muyang suspiciously.
Erya shook her head, "They all went to work, I was recovering from a serious illness, and my father didn't let me work"
Liu Hanzhou couldn't help but laugh and said to Li Muyang, "This Demon Sect is poor, and all the poor people have to eat soil, are you sure that I will be the leader of the Demon Sect and you will be the dog-headed military master?"
Li Muyang shook his head and said lightly, "I regret it a little, it's not too late for us to leave now."
"Hehe, it may be late" Liu Hanzhou smiled bitterly, there were more than one hundred and ten people in front of him.
Li Muyang turned his head and smiled at Liu Hanzhou's eyes, the mud on those people's faces was also too interesting.
This was too far from the Demon Gate he knew before.
"Brother Hao, isn't that Erya?"
"Brother, put my son down, we have something to say"
"Isn't she a woman?" Li Muyang reached out and picked up someone's pants, "She's really a man."
"Woo woo ...", the second girl cried.
"What are you crying about, how can I tell you?
"Dad, he picked up my pants," the second girl hugged Liu Hanzhou and cried heartbroken.
"Brother, put my son down first, he is only five years old, and he is still young! This child is weak and boneless, so he can be called a cheap name to support him."
Li Muyang kicked Liu Hanzhou and motioned for him to put the child down.
Liu Hanzhou would be mistaken, he stepped forward and asked, "Which of you is the Demon Sect Master?"
Hao Zhuang said, "It's me, what?"
"I like your position as the leader of the Demon Sect, should you abdicate now and make way for Xian?"
Hao Zhuang was very happy: "What? You said that you want to be the leader of the Demon Sect? I heard you right?"
"No, I want your seat, this is a compensation of 1,000 taels of silver"
Hao Zhuang asked suspiciously, "Really?"
"Of course it's true, what's so deceitful about this?
Li Muyang didn't speak since Liu Hanzhou spoke, he stared at Erya, he was looking at what was strange about this kid.
Erya was a little afraid and shrank into Liu Hanzhou's arms, "I, I"
"Don't be afraid, here you go" Liu Hanzhou stuffed the silver ticket into Erya's arms and asked him to return to Hao Zhuang.
"It's really a thousand taels of silver, good, good, brothers, we'll go down the mountain to drink wine and eat meat in a while," Hao Zhuang hugged his son and laughed.