I can't be a demon.

Chapter 110 Organizing the Harvest
As soon as Liu Zishang died, the magic circle covering Gao Mansion collapsed.

What was strange to the Jinwu Guards was that the other demons not only did not continue to riot, but instead all rushed to the backyard.

Only then did they notice that Zhenjun had lost his life at some point.

Although Gao's mansion was in a mess, festive music such as gongs and drums could be heard from the backyard, and the demons began to carve up the flesh and blood of the True Lord like a butcher cutting up an ox.

The Jinwu Guards withdrew from Gao Laozhuang without hesitation.

They understood that once the demons had devoured the True Lord, they would covet the living again.

Moreover, the evil man protected by ghosts and gods is still in Gao's mansion. The Jinwu guards dare not stay there for long, for fear that Shen Lian will start a killing spree.

Shen Lian pulled the bone blade out of his spine again and then returned to normal.

The remaining traces of the banyan tree and the bone blade have disappeared, as if they were deliberately hiding their existence and leaving the credit to the ghost father.

"call."

Shen Lian's body and soul were close to exhaustion, and his Hunyuan Inner Pill had also become sluggish. The consumption of the unity of man and sword was indeed far beyond imagination.

"Ghost Dad should be okay, right?"

Shen Lian stuffed a fish fruit into his mouth and set out to check on Ghost Dad.

The ghost father's body was severely injured and he could not move. The spirit tablet in his arms was badly damaged. Fortunately, the fundamental resentment still remained.

Shen Lian took out the soul-nourishing elixir fruit and squeezed it hard, and the juice dripped onto Ghost Dad's body.

"As long as it works."

The ghost father's soul has become stable, and the cracks in the spirit tablet have healed. It is estimated that it will take at least half a year of recuperation to recover.

"Ah Lian, I...found your mother's tablet. Let's go home."

"Well, let's go home."

Shen Lian carried Ghost Dad on his back, allowing the latter to absorb his blood and energy instinctively.

"Ah~ A loving father and a filial son~"

The starling flew over with its wings flapping, and threw a bloody mass of brain tissue directly to Shen Lian, shaking its head triumphantly.

"hiss……"

The brain tissue obviously came from Zhenjun, and should be the brain stem of the corpse.

Although the brain stem is not large, it may be the most "rare" organ of the True Lord. After all, the character of the starling has always been to never leave empty-handed.

"I don't know what kind of fruit it will produce."

Shen Lian put away the True Lord's Brain Stem and looked into the backyard, only to see that another banquet at the Gao Mansion centered around the corpse had already begun.

Apart from the hordes of demons, a few ordinary human figures can be vaguely seen.

The leader was an old man who looked vaguely like the deformed and terrifying Master Gao in the reception room. He was holding a wooden basin filled with the blood and flesh of the True Lord and feeding it to the black and white livestock in the pigsty.

"A ghost? It seems that the demon in Gao Mansion is not the real Mr. Gao."

Shen Lian frowned slightly, feeling that Gao Laozhuang's method of training immortal disciples was like trying to raise a new Zhu Bajie.

The old man stopped, turned around and looked into Shen Lian's eyes.

Shen Lian immediately left Gao's house and walked through the ruins with his ghost father on his back as if he were walking on flat ground, for fear that the evil ghost would become interested in him.

"My current strength is still not enough."

"What the Taoist said is correct. If I encounter disciples from other caves and cannot exert the strength of my physical body, I might be at a disadvantage."

Of course, Shen Lian didn’t think that he would be the one to die in the risk of his life.

As long as he spares no resources and eats crazily, he can outlast his opponent.

Shen Lian came to the street outside Gao's mansion. It seemed that because of the banquet just after that, there was almost no trace of the thousand-year-old demon traveling.

When he returned to the Ghost Pawn Shop, he found that all the Jinwu Guards had evacuated.

The tailor shop across the street was once again occupied by ghosts. After all, it was impossible for the Jinwu Guards to spend a lot of manpower to be stationed there for nearly twenty years just to grab the next Gao Mansion banquet.

As soon as Ghost Dad entered the store, he regained consciousness.

The moment he opened his eyes, the decoration inside the Ghost Pawn Shop changed subtly, and an altar for placing tablets appeared in the lobby.

The cotton ghost trembled and kowtowed several times to the spirit platform.

Shen Lian licked his lips. Ghost Dad’s cultivation level was not declining but improving. After his resentment was restored to its full strength, his cultivation level might reach about 1,400 years.

With the support of the ghost mother and the shop, it is comparable to the two thousand five hundred year old demon.

Looking at Yongcui Street, Guidie has already taken the top spot.

If one's cultivation reaches two thousand years, Yongcui Street will become Ghost Dad's restricted area, and Ghost Dad's cognition will be the rules that both humans and ghosts must abide by.

"He has the potential to become a ghost king."

Ghost Dad glanced at Shen Lian and said, "Ah Lian, light a stick of incense for your mother, so that she won't be unhappy in her netherworld."

The tablet shook slightly, and two ghost hands wiped the altar.

"it is good……"

While offering incense, Shen Lian took out the ghost gourd and asked tentatively: "Old man, I found a Taoist priest who sells gourds before, and he said that it would become better if it was wiped with tung oil."

"I see."

Ghost Dad reached out to take it, and the resentment in the store began to nourish the ghost gourd.

Shen Lian showed a look of delight, and simply gave the Corpse Demon's scabbard and robe to the Ghost Father for tempering.

If nothing unexpected happens, Ghost Dad should be able to upgrade the magic weapon to a higher level. However, the ability to change the quality of the magic weapon through cognition will inevitably make the function of the magic weapon very random.

Shen Lian didn't care.

Refining equipment is what alchemists are good at. Even inferior equipment is priceless in the court, not to mention superior equipment and [magic weapons].

"Ghost Daddy is simply a logistics supply point. He can also help train ghost companions. Well, it is very profitable to use it to breed elixir fruits."

"even……"

"If we face a complicated and dangerous cave in the future, we can let Ghost Dad open a branch first. It would be the best place to gain a foothold."

Shen Lian was afraid that his ghost father's day and night training would affect his cultivation, so he left five soul-nourishing pills for him as a filial honor.

After bidding farewell to Ghost Dad, he went into the branch tree hole and returned to Yanliang Town. It was only a few days since we last met, but it felt like several years had passed. At the end of July, Yanliang Town had already ushered in the rainy season, with continuous drizzles.

Shen Lian stretched lazily in the courtyard, as if he had returned to the world again.

Shen Hansheng could be heard arguing with a customer about price in the lobby, Old Wang was teaching Fugui how to identify the authenticity of antiques, and while the four guards were guarding the shop, they took turns practicing the Yang Yuan Posture.

Because of Shen Lian's previous preaching, Yanliang Town became prosperous in martial arts.

His spiritual sense swept across the pawnshop and found two new martial arts schools opened on Hefeng Street, and the number of escort agencies was also increasing.

Yanliang Town is originally an intermediate area where merchants converge, so the escort agency has no worries about lack of business.

It stands to reason that when there are too many warriors, demons and monsters are bound to cause trouble.

It just so happened that Yanliang Town had not seen any disasters for a long time, and the people attributed it to Lord Zhong Kui, and the incense in the temple was always burning.

Shen Lian comfortably called the waiter to get some wine, and the shadows under his feet quietly dissipated.

Bone Blade is still accustomed to hiding its flesh and blood in the shadows of the people in the city, and with its roots spread throughout the ground, Yanliang Town is as solid as a rock.

“This world is both crazy and beautiful.”

"Ah~ The tide is coming in~"

After being promoted to the fourth level, Myna felt refreshed all over, muttering some incomprehensible words, and went to inspect the territory of Yanliang Town in a triumphant manner.

Shen Lian stuffed all the harvest from Gao Laozhuang into the tree hole, including Zhenjun's brain stem.

As for his external Dharma body, he planned to keep it for a while.

As the medium triggered by the Tianhe Demon Master, it might be compatible enough with the Giant Food Ram and the Huandan Lead Corpse to be used as a promotion material.

Shen Lian patted the tree trunk with a subtle expression and rested comfortably in the hammock.

I noticed that the leaves were a little dry, but new buds were slowly growing.

He called out the career panel.

【Shen Lian】

[Realm: Yuandan (Nourish the Dan)]

[Martial arts: Yin-Yang Qi Posture (Hunyuan Qi Sea), Immortal Mysterious Art (Iron Body Dragon Form), Sea Tide Fist (Tide)...]

【Points: 60】

[Fourth-level occupation: Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva (0.02%)]

[Level 95.71 Occupation: Giant Ram (%)]

[Level 26.34 Occupation: Dandan Lead Corpse (%)]

.........

"I haven't noticed that the experience of the Giant Food Ram will be full in no time. I hope that Tianhe Demon Master can be promoted."

Shen Lian looked at the 60 points and smiled.

20 points of them came from the giant glutton, and 40 points were obtained by being promoted to the fourth level. With a few more inner alchemy techniques, one can prepare for the transformation of the stance method.

Shen Lian looked at the magical powers of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

[Bangsheng Wisdom Eye: Can easily identify antique calligraphy and paintings less than 4,000 years old. ]

"I can fight against evil spirits, but unfortunately I can't deal with evil spirits. Otherwise, I can barely gain a foothold in this world... in the Tang Dynasty."

"We cannot regard this world as the Journey to the West that we knew in our previous lives. After the order is broken, the power of the great demons will only become higher and higher."

Shen Lian closed his eyes and healed his injuries.

Fortunately, Feng Wen stored food through his stomach, from which he harvested a lot of great medicines, otherwise the existing pills might not be enough to sustain him.

In particular, the production of the fish fruit grown by banyan trees is inexplicably decreasing.

Logically speaking, with the arrival of the rainy season, the underground river should be more active, but for some reason, there are only a few fish and fruits on the branches.

In order to ensure that resources would not be scarce, Shen Lian took a batch of antiques to the Ghost Pawnshop to go through the employment procedures after his injuries stabilized.

It is difficult to change the nature of ghosts, and there are always a few troublemakers every now and then.

Shen Lian asked the Cotton-Wool Ghost to pay more attention and that he would come to harvest leeks in a while. The Cotton-Wool Ghost shuddered upon hearing this.

After more than half a month, the fruits began to ripen one after another.

The rainy season still shows no sign of ending. The intermittent drizzle makes the humidity in the town increasingly heavier, just like the return of the south wind.

There is nothing special about the elixirs bred by ghosts. They all nourish the soul, but the strength of the medicinal properties varies.

Feng Wen’s heart-shaped fruit is called [Pig Heart Fruit].

【Pig Heart Fruit】

[Growing from a banyan tree, buried in the soil, and watered with pig blood every day, it can grow into a medium-level flesh and blood instrument. ]

"interesting."

"Banyan trees cannot directly breed magical instruments, but some of their fruits are related to instrument refining."

Shen Lian planted the pig heart fruit not far from the banyan tree, and then asked Fugui and Sun Dawei to tell them that it would be no problem to get some pig blood from the slaughterhouse.

After a few days, the elixir grown from the alchemist's corpse matured and was shaped like a water droplet.

【Tianhe Fruit】

[Grown from the banyan tree, contains a drop of water from the Milky Way, non-toxic and can be taken. ]

"what?"

"You have already reached the fourth level of Wisdom Eyes, but the information you have identified is still so perfunctory. At least you should note the effect of the Heavenly River Fruit."

Shen Lian looked a little helpless as he played with the Tianhe Fruit in his palm.

He hesitated for a moment and took a bite of the Tianhe fruit.

As soon as my teeth touched the flesh, the Tianhe Fruit turned into water vapor and disappeared.

Shen Lian stood up with a look of surprise on his face.

(End of this chapter)