I can't be a demon.

Chapter 217 Changing heads in a dream!

Yanliang Town.

Shen Lian was covered in soil and crawled out of the tree hole in a miserable state.

The injuries he suffered in the Evil Moon Three Heart Cave were very serious.

No matter whether it was the Snow Lion or Patriarch Bodhi, they were not comparable to him. Even the aftermath alone was enough to cause severe damage to his body and soul.

"Cough cough cough."

Shen Lian should have fallen into a deep sleep as he advanced to the fifth level of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but the pain in his body and soul kept increasing, so he had to be forced to wake up.

He covered his head, his instinct urging him to close his eyes and rest.

But if the injury is not treated, it is likely to cause foundation damage.

"Fortunately, the goal was achieved, otherwise it would have been a big loss."

Shen Lian forced himself to stay alert and noticed the abnormality of his body.

The pictographic nature of the creature has penetrated deep into his bones, making his skin dry and full of wrinkles, while his facial features are rough, vaguely similar to a lion's head.

The soul was also deeply affected and turned into a monkey, jumping up and down.

"Evil Moon Three Heart Cave, Panhuan Cave, Lion Camel Ridge, plus the original True Dragon Specialty."

"Damn it, the erosion of various unprecedented demons is gathering in my body."

Shen Lian had already exhausted all his strength. He barely managed to use the ghost gourd to take a few sips of medicinal wine. He could feel the medicinal power absorbed into his body in just a breath.

It is like a long drought finally bringing new life to all organs.

"I originally wanted to use the counterattack of the promotion to the fifth level to reach the fifth level of Dao Infant..."

Shen Lian smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's good to be alive. It's like trying to pull chestnuts out of the fire. Bodhi Patriarch has gone completely crazy. What happened in the 27th year of Zhenguan?"

As he investigates the truth behind the collapse of the Journey to the West world, the twenty-seventh year of Zhenguan not only fails to reveal any clues, but becomes increasingly bizarre.

In the 27th year of Zhenguan, even Patriarch Bodhi could not escape unscathed.

It is hard to imagine that the immortals standing in the clouds would fall in such a short time. Will the immortals and Buddhas in the sky also fall in the 27th year of Zhenguan...

Shen Lian didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just felt so insignificant.

Even after Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva completed his promotion, his fifth-order wisdom eye was enough to harm ten thousand year old ghosts, but it was still not enough in this world.

"Ah Lian, what's wrong with you?"

The courtyard gate opened, and Shen Hansheng heard the noise and hurried over to check.

When he saw Shen Lian's condition, he was shocked.

Shen Hansheng had just entered the fifth realm of the innate realm. Seeing that he was no longer the pawnshop owner he used to be, he could naturally tell that Shen Lian was on the verge of going astray.

"Ah Lian, do you want me to ask Captain Zhang and Captain Zuo to take a look?"

"It's okay. It's just a little trouble in my practice. I will probably have to stay in seclusion for half a year."

Shen Hansheng breathed a sigh of relief. "If Ah Lian has problems with your martial arts foundation, why not open a martial arts school in the city? Master Bai and I will be your coaches, and you can live a good life."

"It's nothing serious, I just need to focus on recuperating."

Shen Lian rummaged through the fruit core and took out a low-level magic weapon in the shape of a Guandao.

The Guan Dao was not forged by Gui Die, but was a gift from nature that he found in someone else's storage bag. There was no need to worry about being guilty of possessing a treasure due to its poor quality.

As for why Guandao was chosen, the main reason was that the moves of Dingrak are similar to Guandao.

"Old man, I have to go to the capital in a while. I originally wanted to stay at home with you during the New Year, but now it seems I have to stay at home."

"Ah Lian, your health is important!"

"The old man took it and practiced the sword fighting skills on weekdays."

Shen Lian's eyelids trembled, and the dozens of kilograms of medicinal wine turned into nutrients. His body and soul became stable, prompting the dormant state that had been promoted to the fifth level to become active again.

"A Lian, I will seal off the courtyard, you don't have to worry about your home."

Shen Hansheng locked the gate and built a shed in the corner of the yard for Shen Lian.

"kindness."

Shen Lian looked around and noticed that the basic objects of each profession were also affected.

The banyan tree looked like it had been struck by lightning, with a gap running through the center of its trunk, most of its branches and leaves had fallen off, and it emitted a strong smell of decay.

The edge of the bone blade is full of pits and holes, and it looks like it will break at any time.

Shen Lian looked towards his Dantian with his spiritual consciousness. The sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus was also wilted, and the petals seemed to have been eaten by insects, and not a single petal was intact.

"By the way, where's the starling?"

Shen Lian looked worried, and then he found the silly bird lying in the bird's nest on the top of the tree.

Compared with other creatures, the starling was unharmed. Haha, it probably ran away in advance when it saw the situation was not good. It shows that the stupid bird is still very smart.

Shen Lian felt relieved. If anything happened to the starling, everything would be in vain.

He released the little bit of consciousness he had recovered.

When Shen Lian looked around Yanliang Town, his expression became extremely solemn.

The impact of the severe damage to the foundation was more far-reaching than expected, causing the order established in the Yanshan area to show signs of collapse.

The roots of the banyan tree seemed to have withered on a large scale, barely protecting the salt mountain area.

Shen Lian smelled a faint fishy odor of the fish monster in the well water. Without the protection of the banyan tree, the fish monster in Bibotan became active again.

Not to mention the sixth-grade flesh and blood lotus platform. Originally, the fishing magic power could be related to Nujiang Town, but now it can only cover 40% of the statues in Yanshan.

The security guard, Mr. Baye, has undergone a complete transformation.

Yanshan is likely to encounter disaster. There are estimated to be nearly 100,000 warriors in the four towns. Which demon would not drool when seeing them?
Shen Lian even noticed that resentment was growing in the dark corners of the city.

During his heyday, even in a mass grave, there would not be the slightest demonic aura.

"Old man, before I leave, try not to leave Hefeng Street."

"got it."

Shen Hansheng did not ask for the specific reason. "Ah Lian, no matter what you want to do in the future, you don't have to worry about your father. Even if I die, I will not hold you back."

"What is this old man thinking? Believe it or not, a small pawn shop may become the safest place in the Three Realms in the future."

Shen Lian communicated with the Wanhu token and sent a telepathic message to Zhang Yuanzhen and the others, telling them that they must be extremely cautious in the Yanshan area for the next six months. Any goods shipped outside the city must first be sent to the Zhong Kui Temple to detect demonic auras.

"With two thousand households here, and the various caves busy with the replacement of the Tang Emperor, there shouldn't be any problems. The basic things will be almost restored in half a year."

Shen Lian watched Shen Hansheng leave the yard and threw the thirty-two bodies into the tree hole.

As soon as he closed his eyes, his consciousness was completely immersed in sleep. Snoring began, and the unusual features of his body slowly faded away.

.........

Time passes and the New Year comes quietly.

Thanks to Shen Lian's reminder, there was not much disturbance in the Yanshan area.

The effect of the Zhong Kui statue in exorcising demons is only slightly reduced, but it can still easily suppress demons that have been practicing for thousands of years.

However, the statue can no longer fish for demons as before.

When the Jinwu Guards encounter demons, they first seal them up and send them to the temple. Then they seal the demons under statues, and they can eliminate them in ten days or half a month.

In this way, the people can see the true face of the demon.

It also led to the development of alternative folk customs in the Yanshan area.

【Zhong Kui Conquers the Demons】

A strong man plays the role of the evil spirits that wreak havoc on the mortal world. His hands and feet are tied with iron chains, and a child with Zhong Kui's face painted on him sits around his neck.

When patrolling the streets, there will be more than a dozen pairs of strong men and children playing the role of Zhong Kui exorcising demons.

It can be vaguely seen that the costumes are obviously based on the demons that once haunted Yanshan. In the end, they knelt down in front of the Zhong Kui Temple and removed their makeup.

It represents the destruction of demons.

The New Year has arrived, and parades of Zhong Kui exorcising demons have become more frequent.

In front of the Chaoxi Martial Arts School, martial artists led by Bai Jinbao came out early in the morning to watch the fun. They followed the crowd and kept clapping and cheering.

Three or four years later, Bai Jinbao had become as good as Bai Haibo.

His peculiarities have been restrained and he no longer stands out in Yanliang Town, which is filled with warriors. In recent years, his temperament has become much more active.

Although Bai Haibo's temples are gray, his cultivation has steadily reached the third level of the innate realm.

"Jinbao, why don't you see Li Huan?"

"Dad, I see that Junior Brother has been worried lately and has woken up several times throughout the night, so I asked him to rest more in the side room."

Bai Haibo frowned slightly. Li Huan was usually rather withdrawn. His natural pictographic ability was even more serious than Bai Jinbao's. So far, he was only at the first stage of foundation building.

However, he could vaguely feel that Li Huan's identity was special.

Zhang Yuanzhen and his companion often came to visit Li Huan. The county magistrate was a frequent visitor to Chaoxi Martial Arts School, and Shen Lian also paid close attention to him.

"Li? Could he be a royal relative of the imperial court?"

Little did Bai Haibo know that his disciple was not only a reincarnated immortal Buddha, but Li Huan was also the 71st descendant of the current Tang Emperor.

"Jinbao, go check on my junior brother."

"it is good!"

Bai Jinbao stared at the parade with reluctance, then ran to the backyard room where Li Huan lived alone in a room in the corner.

dong dong dong.

He knocked on the door and heard muffled murmurs from inside.

"Brother Bai, please don't come in. I...I feel a little unwell."

Bai Jinbao found the door locked and asked anxiously, "Should we call a doctor?"

"No, I...I feel sick every New Year!"

As Li Huan spoke, his tone was mixed with the sound of elephants.

Bai Jinbao's pupils shrank slightly. He also had a natural special ability, and he knew that Li Huan was probably suffering from the pain caused by his special ability.

"Don't be afraid, little brother. I'll go get Daddy."

Bai Jinbao turned and ran towards the gate.

inside the house.

"Master, I don't want to die!"

Li Huan was wrapped up so tightly that his exposed head no longer looked human, and his slender neck was topped by a demonic elephant head.

His eyes were full of fatigue, as if he had not closed them for a long time.

Starting ten days ago, Li Huan would have strange dreams whenever he fell asleep. He found himself in thick fog with a rope around his neck.

At the beginning of the dream, his feet could touch the ground.

But as I fell into dreams again and again, the rope in the dreams became shorter and shorter, and the feeling of suffocation brought by the neck was vivid.

Whenever Li Huan was about to be hanged, he would wake up from his dream.

And he was horrified to find that dreams could actually affect his real self.

His neck was bound by the rope, which blocked blood circulation and caused his head to become swollen and deformed. Now he can no longer lift his head.

"I can't sleep, I can't..."

He had a feeling that if he continued to hang himself, he would probably lose his head.

But the long-accumulated fatigue burst out. When Li Huan heard the sound of Bai Haibo breaking into the room, his eyelids closed little by little.

Li Huan was in a trance, still having the dream of hanging himself.

But this time he was hanged to death and never woke up again.

.........

The Bai family father and son pushed open the wooden door of the wing room and looked at each other in surprise when they saw Li Huan resting. There was no sign of aggravated abnormality on the latter's body.

Bai Haibo went forward to check, only to find a circle of blood oozing from Li Huan's neck.

The skin inside and outside the bloodstain is different in color.

It’s like... I’ve got a new head.

(End of this chapter)