Inner Demons

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The evil king old monster occupies the stone forest mountain and Jiuqu Gorge. But in fact, the power covers thousands of miles nearby, which is considered to be the largest Demon in the Qing Dynasty.

Therefore, his “laws” are strict here. Monster Kings from all walks of life came here to attend the meeting, and they couldn’t walk into the Trapping Sky Mountain swayingly-they need to be checked before they can be released.

This investigation is not about investigation, but to verify the real body, and see if it is Monster King or disguised by others. This was not the evil king’s idea, but Qi Duanjin’s – she was afraid that someone with ethical tradition would come in and cause trouble.

The thing she used to interrogate was the magic weapon “true eye” of the evil king.

But it said that all the demons in Trapping Sky Mountain have seen this real eye. Although the evil king impossible allowed every little demon to play with it in his hands, he did not regard it as forbidden. Because this magic weapon is huge, and the truth can only be used to distinguish the authenticity.

But why such a thing has become the “magic weapon” of the Evil King’s famous, few people know the reason for this.

On this day, Qi Duan Jin stood by the only entrance of Trapping Sky Mountain, leaning on a big tiger leather chair. Surrounded by dozens of Demon Soldiers bombarded, the Monster Kings were identified one by one.

Monster King came sporadically, Qi Duan Jin waited quietly.

On this day, the sky is clear near the stone forest mountain. Although there is no green trees in the distance, the broad and rough Gobi does not have a heroic meaning.

But neither Qi Duan Jin nor the little demons around her are tired of seeing this scene. So she leaned on the big chair to bask in the sun, and the little demons lay or leaned against her, drowsily basking in the sun by her side—unknown people from a distance looked like a young woman with a group of children and grandchildren enjoying the family. Happy.

Wait until which Monster King came far away, the little demons jumped up full of energy. If it’s the big monster, then that’s all, if it’s the little Monster King somewhere, then go up and search the body first. Saying that it was a body search is actually a search—all the people who looked pretty on the body were taken away, and then the Qi Duan Jin interrogation was called.

Those little Monster Kings are afraid of the power of the evil king, and wherever they dare to care about these Demon Soldiers, they all submit to humiliation. When the body was cleaned up, I walked to Qi Duan Jin–

At this time, I started to use “true eyes” to verify my body.

The “True Eye” is a big thing, six feet long and three feet wide. Stand it up higher than a person.

It looks like a huge iron plate-but it is indeed an iron plate. The evil king used two iron plates to make the outer shell and wrapped the treasure inside. But there was a small hole in the iron plate—about the size of the belly of a thumb, showing a black spot.

Anyone who is fluent in writing and writing… will think that the black dot is actually an ink dot.

But the “eye” in the name of the magic weapon called “true eye” refers to this thing.

Monster King came to Qi Duan Jin and asked him to look at this iron plate-the black spot on the iron plate.

I saw it and asked him what he saw. The correct answer is the real body, and the wrong answer is false.

It’s just that there are 63 Monster Kings here today, and I haven’t seen anyone else imposters. It is also difficult for those Monster Kings to realize that this is the magic weapon of the Evil King’s famous-who will take out the magic weapon casually and stick it on the ground?

It was ten o’clock in the afternoon before I saw another person coming from a distance.

This man looks like a scholar, wearing a white clothed suit. He walked at the end of the horizon where the heat wave was transpiring, and his silhouette became distorted because of the distorted air. The big demon comes to the meeting with demon generals, and only the rateless little Monster King is alone. Looking at his outfit, you know that he is used to contact with people.

The Great Demon King, who is entrenched in the mountains, does not dress like this-they are more wild and rough. This wild roughness includes but is not limited to using human bones as decorations, being naked, applying various oil paints and other elements.

But being like him means being close to a human town. Being close has not been beaten to death by Taoist priests or Swordsman. Either he is so tyrannical that the opponent can’t do anything, or he is doing his duty as a “good guy.” Demon Soldiers generally believe that this one belongs to the latter.

It also means that there will be many good things about him.

Human things are rare-there is only one definition city near the stone forest mountain. The people and things in that city are enjoyed by the evil king, and they don’t have this blessing. So he jumped up again, gearing up to grab some benefits from him.

When this person approached at a moderate pace, Qi Duan Jin raised his eyes and glanced at him.

After seeing this look, he was taken aback for a while, then sat up straight, staring at him carefully.

Those Demon Soldiers can see him clearly, and they are all startled.

Because this Monster King was born strange-he is so human. The more capable the Demonized humanoid is, the more human-like it is, which is not surprising. But the weird thing about this one is that he is not only human, but also beautiful. Even in the town of people, he can be called a handsome man, right? !

This is in Demon, but it is indeed too rare.

He stepped on the gravel Kara, Kara land approached, and smiled at the demons: “I’m here to attend the meeting.”

Listen to him, It’s more human-like.

The group of monsters was stunned by him, and it took him a long time before someone asked him in a vicious voice: “Which Monster King are you on the hill? How come you have never seen you?”

This The handsome man ignored the person who spoke, but looked at the seven pieces of brocade and then slightly smiled: “Zai Xia is the Shui Clan. He used to live by the side of Dongting, and there were some soldiers under his command. A few days ago, he went out because of an accident, but he didn’t want the Dongting to be covered. It’s sealed, I can’t return home. I heard that the evil king is holding a group of monsters here, so I came, see if I can get an errand. Oh… When I was in Dongting, I called me the Merry Jade Face Small Silver Dragon. “

Demon Soldier listened to his font size, looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what it meant.

Qiduanjin laughed: “Your name… is also appropriate. It looks like a romantic talent.”

After thinking about it, he said: “You are not The local Monster King, but you look at your appearance and the cultivation base is not too low. You are in my eyes, so let you in. Just don’t walk around after entering Trapping Sky Mountain to avoid being caught.”

This “Small Silver Dragon with Jade Face” was busy and thanked him, saying: “many thanks Divine Immortal elder sister. Under the cultivation base is not high, but there is also a realm of turning the fictitious into reality. It must not be called an elder sister disappointed Go.”

The Demon Soldier wanted to jump on it, but now it’s hard to get started-all know that the snake demon Qi Duan Jin loves handsome man. But which handsome man they met before could compare with this Small Silver Dragon?

Qiduanjin smiled and accepted his compliment, and pointed to the big iron plate next to him: “Let’s take a look at this.”

This Small Silver Dragon moves closer. Take a look, strangely said: “What is this?”

Qiduanjin still smiled and looked at him: “Look at the hole on this iron plate, what did you see in it?”

The visitor finds the hole and converges the expression. Stared carefully for a while. After five or six breaths, he turned his head to look at Qi Duan Jin: “See an eye.”

Qiduan Jin stared at him and asked: “What kind of eyes?”

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This “Small Silver Dragon with Merry Jade Face” thought for a while, and said: “At first glance, it looks like a cat’s eye. But it doesn’t look like a cat anymore because of its ferocious look. Leopard’s eye, or tiger’s eye.”

Qiduanjin smiled again: “Okay. Knowing–you can go in!”

This Small Silver Dragon Then he worshipped Qi Duan Jin again, and walked inside the door. The gate of Trapping Sky Mountain is a stone gate, which opens at the foot of the mountain. It was supposed to be a cave with irregular shapes. Nowadays, many skeletons and skeletons of people or animals are decorated around the cave, which serves as the facade.

Go through a deep passage first. Although it is wide, it is cold and humid, and even dripping with water. This is completely different from the dry and hot outside. It took about a quarter of an hour to see the light at the end and hear the sound in the cave. Just as he had expected…mixed and unintelligible.

Only demons with more cultivation profound can speak human language. Many demons with a low cultivation base rely on body language and primordial howling. But even though some Monster Kings have a high cultivation base, they stay with a group of little monsters—who does the human language speak to? Over time, I don’t like to talk about people anymore.

At this moment, what he heard was such a tumultuous voice, and also… a thick blood-reeking qi.

——Li Yunxin frowned slightly.

I thought this evil king was a super Demon like Lord Dongting, and should be more like a human. How do you know that this is such a sight here?

The blood-reeking qi… Although it is not human or animal. However, a group of Demon gathered here, and the answer was clear.

He doesn’t like such a banquet.

So sighed then said low, and walked two steps forward, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

What he saw was a hollow mountain.

Looking down, more than ten meters deep underground is a terrifying underground square. Looking up, there is no darkness at the end-it turns out that this whole mountain is in the middle, not as he guessed it, composed of one stone chamber after another. He was standing on a “cliff” right now, and the left and right sides were the narrow corridors opened up next to the stone walls. The aisle is densely packed and criss-crossed in sight. Some lead to the underground, and some hover along the stone wall to a higher place. Some doors opened on the rock wall, probably some rooms—the hundreds of Demons of Trapping Sky Mountain lived in it.

At the moment, the underground square is burning with countless torch, which looks brilliant at first glance. And the golden color of this place is decorated with red, the color tone is really pleasant. It’s just that this pleasure probably belongs to Demon, but it doesn’t belong to anyone.

Because there is a large pool in the square, but the pool is red. There is no red wine in this world, so you can know what the red liquid is.

A row of large wooden cages crowded with people in the south side of the field. Li Yunxin is a rough count, I’m afraid there are as many as a hundred people.

Dozens of Monster Kings came, some with entourage. Coupled with the busy Trapping Sky Mountain demon in the field, two or three hundred Demons are not crowded in this square, but they are never deserted.

And the little demon of Trapping Sky Mountain is very busy at the moment.

Some people are taken out of the cage, and some are specially stripped.

The old, weak, sick and handicapped were taken out, so he stripped off his clothes and cut off the head to let the blood flow. After the bloodletting, Demon specially dismembered, deboned and peeled, and sent it to the west of the venue or steamed or fried, or boiled or roasted.

If the one brought out is strong and fatter, peel off the clothes. But the mouth was blocked, his hands and feet were tied up like pigs and dogs, and they were sent to the seats of Monster King. Use a drill to make a hole in the neck, hang it up like a wine sac to let blood to drink.

Dozens of little monsters are cooking and frying with artificial ingredients, screaming endlessly. But the Demons love this scream, which saves the song and dance.

Some other Demon serving dishes like flowing water, or the Demon Soldier brought by each Demon, are out of control when eating and drinking from the Master, so they run around in the field-more to the corpse pile run.

There are a lot of Southwest in the lobby, piled up are the bones that were removed and the internal organs were thrown into the water. When Li Yunxin saw it, it was as high as a hill, and he didn’t know how many people had been killed. Blood and various secretions were mixed in one place, overflowing, and the stench was sour. But the little demons love the taste, they gather in groups of three or four-the bold ones go and eat their intestines, and the mouthfuls are drenched with blood; the ones who are courageous only dare to pick up flesh and blood. The bones are relieved, but they are also crisp and refreshing.

The little monsters of Trapping Sky Mountain drove them away. But none of them can be reasonable. If you fight and fight, you may die one or two. The Monster Kings ignored them, but looked laughed heartily.

Li Yunxin… stood at the entrance of the cave and stared at this scene for a long time.

This is the first time he has seen this situation.

He also saw Demon cannibalism before. See nine Young Master cannibalism, see Dongting Jun cannibalism. However… I have never seen so many Demons, and eat so many people.

At this time, it is not very clear what kind of emotion is in my heart-whether it is shock, disgust or fear.

He just looked condescendingly for a while, and noticed five more people—yes, five “people”.

These five people are not locked in a cage, nor are they bound, let alone corpses.

There are five neatly dressed people sitting around a stone table. The stone table is below the entrance. If it weren’t for Li Yunxin to take a few steps forward and lower his head to take a good look, he would barely notice them.

They are dimly lit and there is a torch stuck in the rock wall far away. There are many wine urns piled up here, taller than a person. These wine urns are lined up together, nearly a hundred in number, and become a wall. Some bags were piled behind the “wall”, perhaps filled with rice, flour, oil, or other sundries. And these five people became a table in this pile of debris, away from the Demons outside…

Drinking and eating meat.

Li Yunxin expressionlessly squinted his eyes and stared for a while–I was seeing a little demon holding a steaming pot and walking in swiftly, putting the pot there with a pounding sound At the feet of the five, they said something to them, and then they left.

Li Yunxin knows that the soup in the pot is human flesh and bones. It seems that the five people also know it. But they knew it, but they didn’t mind. Hehe haha ​​was fished out, grabbed with his hands, and chewed his mouth full of oil. Feeling tired after taking a few bites, he picked up a bowl to drink, and then eat.

The clothes worn by one of the five people, Li Yunxin saw two people wear it before.

One is Xing Constable from Qinghe County and the other is Yin Constable from Liuhe Mansion in Weicheng. A peacock feather is inserted into the soap-clothed square cap and the cap.

These five people are one Constable and four catchers.