All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 30 Entering the Tiger’s Den

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Ji Ran suddenly shouted, "Wang Xian!"

Whoosh!
The next moment, an arrow shot out!

The arrow's tip emitted a grayish-white light, but it was not made of iron, but of the Heavenly Demon Thorn!
Wang Xian's skills are naturally not as good as Ji Ran and Chen Chu, but his mastery of archery is not for nothing.

So Ji Ran asked Chen Chu to help him replace the arrowhead with the Sky Demon Thorn and made a mixed iron Sky Demon Arrow. Because of the Sky Demon Thorn, Wang Xian could also correct the direction of the arrow, making it almost 100% accurate!
At this moment, Hunbuling shot an arrow, causing the Taoist's face to change drastically!

"Six Dings and Six Jias, all the heavens...fuck"

No time to chant the spell!

Seeing the arrow approaching, the Taoist jumped off his horse and rolled on the ground several times, getting covered in mud!

Pfft!

The arrow swayed and tried to turn around, but Wang Xian failed to control it enough, causing the arrow to deviate to the ground and turn the straw horse into ashes!

During this delay, Ji Ran had already dealt with the remaining bean soldiers and approached the Taoist!
The Taoist rolled over, but he was furious!
"Good good!"

"Okay, okay, in that case, I will send you to see the Great God Huang Tian!"

The Great God Huang Tian?

Suddenly, Chen Chu, who had already smashed half of the strongman's body in the back, was stunned and shouted: "Taiping Dao?"

"It's your grandpa!"

"stop!"

Chen Chu suddenly pulled his hand away, leaped back, and shouted, "I am Red Army soldier, Chen Chu!"

The Taoist was about to make a decision when he saw Chen Chu throwing a badge at him!
Bang!
The heavy waist badge was inserted into the loess wall beside him. It turned out to be a brass token with a red border!
There is a word "Zhang" on the back and "Zhechou Duwei" in big square characters on the front!
……

The fire was burning in a fairly tidy courtyard. Ji Ran and his friends were munching on pancakes as big as a human face.

"So, the evil monk you're chasing is the one who's wreaking havoc on this village?"

While eating, Chen Chu spoke.

"Most likely."

The Taoist nodded. His name was Chen Qingyan, and he was a chief priest of the Taiping Dao. Now that he had entered the Southern Han, he wanted to spread the teachings of the Taiping Dao to the world, to save people and themselves, and to guide the people's hearts.

"That was really a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple."

"Who says it's not?"

The Taoist smiled bitterly and said, "Looking at the butcher-like looks of you three, I thought you were another group of government troops slaughtering the village!"

When the rebel leader Zhang Yuxian was rising to power, he received guidance from an old immortal, who pointed out that Zhang Yuxian was the reincarnation of an arhat, and he led the rebel army to power. Later, whenever he encountered difficult problems, he would consult the immortal.

And this so-called immortal, as everyone around Zhang Yuxian knew, was the contemporary master of Taiping Dao.

Therefore, the rebels and the Taiping Dao were actually one and the same. One focused on attacking, the other on winning over the hearts and minds of the people. This combination of the two was what made the Southern Han fearful.

"Cough cough!"

Wang Xian, who was eating beside him, was eating anxiously. Taoist Chen handed him some water and said, "Eat slowly. I have a lot of cakes in this bag, enough for you."

After putting down the water, Taoist Chen spoke, "That evil monk is a martial monk from one of the Twenty-Eight Temples, skilled in evil magic. He's considered a key figure in the Maitreya Mahayana sect. This time, I'm hunting him down, and he's fled to the county town."

"It is precisely because of your reputation, Captain Huohu, that this small county now has a captain in charge. However, I dare not enter the city to kill the thief."

"Especially since the troops commanded by this captain are almost as strong as those of a captain, this means that his strength in the Han army is probably comparable to that of his superiors."

Maitreya Mahayana Buddhism was the state religion of the Southern Han Dynasty, governing 28 temples and all sects in the world.

Upon hearing this, Chen Chu's eyes flashed, and he said, "Could it be that the Southern Han captain is stationed here, so that he can kill 2,000 civilians in the name of someone in exchange for military merit?"

"Exactly!"

Taoist Chen nodded.

Chen Chu's eyes straightened and he asked, "How many people are there in the city now?"

"Not many. Only the original county guards remain, no more than 300 men in total, not a significant force. The Han army numbered at most a hundred, and the rest have all dispersed to kill innocent people and claim credit."

"But the key is that the captain and the demon monk have joined forces. By using the county seal, they can borrow the dragon and tiger energy to support themselves." Chen Chu's face turned slightly grim upon hearing this. In the government office, using the official seal can increase certain abilities by more than tenfold. He turned to look at Ji Ran and said, "Brother Ji, what do you say?"

Ji Ran ate a biscuit with his eyes slightly lowered. Whether it was the captain or the evil monks from the twenty-eight temples, they were all busy with their own tasks.

Besides, the Han army massacred the village, and the evil monk unleashed demons, so they all deserve to be killed!

So, he simply uttered one word: "Kill."

"wonderful!"

Chen Qingyan laughed and said, "So that you two can know."

"If we were outside the city, I could turn beans into soldiers and repel the enemy. But inside the city, even with the blessing of dragon and tiger energy, we are far from being able to defeat them."

"Besides, that captain, blessed with dragon and tiger energy, has reached a new level of demonization, no less than a great demon. He also has the protection of a demon monk!"

"but!"

Chen Qingyan's expression darkened. "That evil monk is from the Ghostly Golden Maitreya Temple of the Twenty-Eight Temples. For years, this group of evil monks have been collecting mirage mist, sacrificing children, burying beautiful women, and raising spirit mediums. They've compiled a ghost scripture and are sending it to the Nanhai County City, to the leader of the Maitreya Mahayana sect! So they can offer it as a tribute at the national sacrifice and promote it to all the Twenty-Eight Temples!"

"Every second of delay could lead to the disclosure of the Ghost Scripture."

"If this were to spread throughout the Southern Han, the common people would become mere objects, hunted and killed at will by these monks!"

Chen Chu also slowly stood up and held the spear horizontally in his hand.

"The massacre of the village was caused by me, so naturally I must be the one to settle it!"

Wang Xian swallowed the pancake, stood up, and looking at the Taoist, he immediately stood beside Ji Ran and said, "I'll follow Brother Ji!"

"stop!"

Chen Qingyan's yellow robe fluttered as he swung his sword to cut the weeds in the yard.

Four tall and handsome horses "Xilulu" appeared.

"Let's go with the three of you and venture into that dangerous place!"

……

The sun sets gradually.

The people in the county town were all in a hurry. When a distinguished person in fancy clothes appeared on the street, ordinary passersby would want to bury their faces in the ground. If a distinguished person was wearing a sword or a knife, they would have to find a door that could be opened to hide.

Of course, if someone left their door open at dusk, they were probably not a good family. If someone did go in, the butcher shop would probably have an extra fifty or sixty kilograms of fresh meat the next day.

Liu Sangui was a rare person who could move freely at night without worrying about being targeted by nobles.

At this moment, he was slowly walking towards the city gate carrying his load.

Before anyone got close, they could smell a foul odor. It turned out that on both sides of the city gate, densely packed bamboo poles were erected, with rotting human heads hanging on top.

I heard that the Red Army came recently and was defeated by the government troops.

But Liu Sangui looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.

Hey, found it!
Liu Sangui walked up happily and saw a man's head, which was not yet rotten, hanging on a bamboo pole.

The head had a look of fear on its face, and there was a huge black mole on its mouth.

Hey, the ball is dead!
Liu Sangui was very happy. This man was his neighbor, a scoundrel. Because he was running a legitimate business, he would come to him from time to time to blackmail him, making him miserable.

A few days ago, this man came to me stealthily and asked me how much a bandit sent to the yamen was worth.

He immediately understood what this person had encountered. He might have picked up a dying Red Bandit, or even the corpse of a Red Bandit!

Tell him yourself that a red bandit is worth at least five taels of silver, and there is a chance for him to work in the government office!
The scoundrel was overjoyed and beat him up immediately. He robbed eight hundred coins, packed up his things, and rushed to the county town overnight carrying a big bag.

Hey, what happened? A man went in carrying a corpse, and when he came out, the officers were holding two red bandit heads!

How dare a commoner enter the county government office?
That's where people are really eaten!

Looking at the people who came into the city timidly, Liu Sangui straightened his back and walked towards the side door.

"Collect the night incense!"

(End of this chapter)