How did I, who just ascended to heaven, become an evil spirit?

"You two, shut up!" Li Sujin said angrily.

She could roughly tell that there were two other people inside Li Hu's body. Although she didn't know how they got there, they were still easy to identify.

She could tell at a glance how her husband, Li Hu, should speak to her.

Li Sujin's sudden reprimand immediately silenced Li Hei and Li Bai, and Li Hu's eyes instantly became lifeless.

"A true man's ambition should be like the Yangtze River flowing eastward to the sea; how can he yearn for a gentle, tender place?" Li Sujin squatted down in front of Li Hu, gently comforting him.

"My lord, if you think I'm a fake, why not just resurrect the real Li Sujin in the future? There are so many strange and mysterious things in this world, who knows if Li Sujin is really dead?"

"I will naturally commit suicide when the time comes to end everything, but now is not the time."

"The entire county needs you now. You can't give up on yourself and hide away anymore."

Li Sujin put her hand on Li Hu's shoulder, and when she talked about committing suicide, she was exceptionally resolute.

Li Hu also felt that this was something she would do, but her words of advice did not move him, and he remained silent.

Li Sujin was turned away and felt quite disappointed, so she prepared to go out.

But at this moment, Li Hu suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "Su Jin, he's just like this. He'll be fine in a while. We've both been trying to persuade him."

"Thank you then."

Li Sujin didn't know who the person was, but they didn't seem to have any malicious intent. After lowering her eyes slightly and thinking for a while, she lifted the curtain and left in silence.

"Come on, that unlucky woman is finally gone, let's continue."

Li Bai was quite pleased to see this. He seemed somewhat afraid of Li Sujin, but after the woman left, he was clearly relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

So Li Bai picked up the book again, squatted down in the corner of the tent, and read it with great interest.

Li Hei glanced at Li Hu, who was huddled in the corner, and poked him from a distance to confirm that Li Hu was still alive. He then didn't think much of it and continued reading with Li Bai.

Li Hu huddled in the corner. Although he was somewhat withdrawn, he hadn't completely stopped thinking.

During this time, he had been secretly studying the behavioral logic of Li Hei and Li Bai.

Before he could figure out what was going on with these two people, Li Hu dared not go out again, lest the eccentric Li Bai cause any trouble. Staying in the tent in seclusion was the only responsible choice for everyone.

Li Hu, through careful observation and observation, has actually figured out some things.

Li Bai was straightforward and outspoken, speaking without embellishment and often launching attacks. He acted without considering the consequences, revealing his true, unrestrained thoughts.

Every attack he attacks himself is like a struggle, self-blame, regret, and other negative thoughts directed at himself deep within his consciousness.

In other words, every time he cursed himself, it was Li Hu attacking himself internally.

Li Bai's resurrection of Li Sujin demonstrates that he genuinely wanted to revive her, a fact that cannot be denied.

Li Bai's fear of Li Sujin also indicates that Li Hu harbors resentment towards this Li Sujin, whose true nature is unknown, deep down.

Li Hei, on the other hand, is more like his pure rationality.

He was kind, self-disciplined, law-abiding, honest, compassionate, and always did what he was supposed to do without overreacting.

Li Hu's greatest sense of responsibility lies in his ability to step in at the right time to prevent the situation from escalating.

The two men, one yin and one yang, one restless and fiery, embodying the restless mind and uncontrollable nature, the other as honest and steadfast as a mountain, embodying the humble and restrained gentleman, are both positive and negative aspects of Li Hu himself.

In this way...

The fact that these two people acted illogically, and even contradicted themselves, makes sense.

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Outside Qingyuan County, the wind was biting cold everywhere, and the mountains were already blocked by heavy snow.

The bandit Duanmu Hai tightened his fur coat, reined in his horse, and looked at the brightly lit Qingyuan County town from afar, feeling a strange sense of envy.

More than half a month had passed since the darkest day, and the bandits were finding it extremely difficult to endure the ordeal.

I thought that with the arrival of spring, I had already used up all the fat, mutton fat, and fine wine I had prepared for the winter, and was ready to go down the mountain and plunder the first batch of spring wheat after it ripened.

Suddenly, the sky never brightened again, all the plants died, and all the animals hid away.

Duanmu Hai realized the crisis, so he led his men out of the mountains, traveled hundreds of miles, plundered seven or eight villages, and fought guerrilla warfare to support his two hundred brothers.

"Liang Er, is this the Qingyuan County you mentioned?" Duanmu Hai asked, then looked around.

There, a middle-aged man with a goatee was riding a horse. He was thin and had an extremely ugly appearance.

This man, named Liang Er, was an extraordinary figure whom Duanmu Hai had encountered recently during his raids. He claimed to be able to lead this band of bandits to a way out and even showed off some tricks of a wandering sorcerer, such as swallowing a sword, recognizing characters with his eyes closed, and turning wine into ice, leaving Duanmu Hai completely bewildered.

So Duanmu Hai believed it. Not long ago, Liang Er claimed that Qingyuan County had a large amount of stored grain. I don't know how he knew that, but he dared to make such a judgment.

So Duanmu Hai brought his men to see, and from afar they saw that although the city was dilapidated, men, women and children were full of vitality, and seemed not to be afraid of the dark sky.

So he was amazed and began to believe Liang Er's words to some extent.

The reason we've gathered here today is that we're ready to take action.

"Not bad." Liang Er revealed an ugly smile and chuckled, "If Commander Duanmu robs this village, he can guarantee that these two hundred brothers will have no worries about food and drink for three months."

"It's only early spring, how come these people have so much grain stored up in their homes? How did you find out?" Duanmu Hai asked, puzzled.

Liang Er, still smiling, said, "I not only know that there is a lot of grain stored here, but I also know that there are two immortals who have transformed into demons and a Zhengui Si Tadou Langguan here. They are all extraordinary people."

"If Commander Duanmu goes in later, please be very careful and don't underestimate him."

Duanmu Hai laughed heartily, stretching the scars on his face even longer, and said without any concern:

"Brother, you should know that as a power cultivator, I have killed no fewer than a thousand people throughout my adventures. What do evil spirits matter to me?"

As Duanmu Hai spoke, a wave of heat suddenly surged from his body. He lifted his fur coat, revealing a fierce dragon embroidered on his upper body.

Despite the cold weather, he was radiating warmth.

Liang Er noticed that his muscles were bulging, and one of his arms was as thick as his own waist. The muscles flowed beneath his skin, and the embroidered dragon over his shoulder seemed to be swimming on his body.

Liang Er couldn't help but praise, "Commander Duanmu is indeed highly skilled; I admire him."

Duanmu Hai laughed heartily, drew a bronze axe from his horse, and roared, "Men, shoulder to shoulder! Show your weapons! Rob them!"

"Rob Liangzi!" The two hundred bandits behind him roared.

"ha!"

Duanmu Hai spurred his spirited horse and charged into Qingyuan County as the first man to enter.

The bandits howled, emitting terrifying wails, and before they even stepped into Qingyuan County, they were noticed by Zong Shanyue, Huang Daxian, and others who were gathered together warming themselves by the fire.

"Which batch is it?" Wong Tai Sin asked, yawning.

"Sixth batch." Zong Shanyue handed the half-baked steamed bun to Huang Daxian. "Keep baking it for me, I'll be right back."

"Alright." Wong Tai Sin laughed heartily. This time he didn't have to take action, which allowed him to relax.

Zong Shanyue approached the bandits empty-handed.

He took off his tattered Taoist robe, which was patched in several places, unfolded it with a wave of his hand, and threw it into the air.

As the garment left Zong Shanyue's grasp, it suddenly began to grow larger and larger, as if it were something that blotted out the sky, directly covering the entire Qingyuan County.

This move, "Covering the Mountain with Cloth" and "Shrinking the Sky into the Sleeve," is a classic technique of Qimen Dunjia.

A large cloth was laid down, enclosing the entire Qingyuan County, so that not a single bandit could escape.

Upon seeing this, Duanmu Hai snorted coldly and cursed, "A mere trick!"

He spotted the arrogant Taoist priest from afar, who must be the Ghost Suppressor Officer Liang Er had mentioned, and probably the most troublesome one among them.

Duanmu Hai laughed heartily and exclaimed, "Well done!"

After saying that, Duanmu Hai squatted down on his horse, leaped forward, and trampled the wild horse under his feet, causing it to neigh and fall to the ground. Then he raised the bronze axe in his hand and swung it fiercely at Zong Shanyue.

Upon seeing this imposing manner, Zong Shanyue immediately realized that these bandits were no ordinary people and quickly turned to hide.

When the bronze axe struck the ground, the earth shook violently, and a crack spread across the ground, directly collapsing several newly built wooden houses in front of it, sending dust flying and making a rumbling noise.

Zong Shanyue was secretly alarmed. Judging from this demeanor, it was probably a giant spirit god descending from heaven.

The shockwave nearly caused Master Huang to fall into the fire. Realizing something was wrong, he quickly put down the half-roasted fish and grabbed his fish-killing knife to come to Zong Shanyue's side.

"Wow!"

Duanmu Hai missed his target with his first strike, let out a strange cry, and steam rose even more from his body, as if he were on fire.

He charged toward Zong Shanyue, his eyes filled with a chilling killing intent, his massive axe dragging on the ground, carving a deep furrow.

Seeing this, Zong Shanyue and Huang Daxian stopped being arrogant and each used their best moves.

Zong Shanyue took out a bell and shook it. Earthworms slowly crawled out of the ground, and Duanmu Hai became dizzy from the sound of the bell, slowing down his attack.

Wong Tai Sin scattered hundreds of beans, and some little people also crawled out of the ground with cries, rushing to Duanmu Hai's side first.

Duanmu Hai's eyes remained unchanged. Like a vicious wolf, he cleaved more than ten small figures in two with a single horizontal slash of his axe.

At this moment, the mountain range formed by earthworms also grew out, and the two of them, like summoners, immediately surrounded Duanmu Hai.

A large number of naked Zong Shanyue pinned Duanmu Hai down and controlled him, while the little figures created by Huang Daxian, wielding weapons, stabbed into the crevice.

Immediately, a large amount of blood gushed out, from who-knows-who, slowly seeping into the ground and disappearing without a sound.

"That's enough, isn't it? Not everyone is Brother Li, making such a big fuss."

Huang Daxian nervously held his fish-killing knife, looking at the mountain of Zongshan Yue in the distance, and frowned.

The piles of Zongshan Yue were mostly still, lying there quietly, with a few occasionally rolling off, as if Duanmu Hai were truly dead.

But suddenly, the mountain of bodies began to tremble, as if something inside was forcefully pushing outwards.

Thump, thump, thump, one after another.

"No, run!" Zong Shanyue shouted, shoved Huang Daxian, and the two of them ran backward.

As soon as Zong Shanyue finished speaking, it was as if some bomb had exploded inside the pile of Zong Shanyue. Instantly, the entire sky was filled with limbs made of earthworms and the remains of Zong Shanyue.

"ah!!!"

Duanmu Hai crawled out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, letting out a terrifying roar. His body was riddled with bloody holes, and the broken spearhead in the little man's hand was stuck in the wound. But at this moment, those weapons were being slowly forced out of his body, and his wounds were slowly healing. In no time, he was completely healed.

However, when Huang Daxian turned around, he suddenly discovered that the dragon that had crossed Duanmu Hai's shoulders had disappeared, leaving only some decorative peonies and green leaves.

"Stop!" Zong Shanyue suddenly grabbed Huang Daxian, who was still running forward without looking where he was going, and pulled him back forcefully.

The next moment, a ferocious dragon descended from the sky like a bolt of lightning, carrying an unparalleled momentum, and disappeared into the spot where Wong Tai Sin was supposed to be.

The evil dragon opened its mouth, rumbled as it burrowed into the ground, and then emerged from where Duanmu Hai was, swimming around him with overwhelming force.

If Zong Shanyue hadn't stopped Huang Daxian, he would probably have been eaten by this evil dragon by now.

"Sir, this person is a cultivator of strength, a cultivator of the Great Dao!" Huang Daxian examined him for a moment, then suddenly realized something was wrong and blurted out.

The so-called Great Dao cultivators are all experts at dominating the battlefield, which is in stark contrast to the unorthodox and unorthodox methods like Huang Daxian and Zong Shanyue. The two knew that if they were to fight head-on, there was absolutely no chance of victory.

Perhaps Zong Shanyue can remain invincible with the power of the bell, but we can't just let this person destroy Qingyuan County.

Huang Daxian panicked. There were still quite a few other bandits, and they no longer had the manpower to fight them.

Qi Yuehong and the others were trying to stop the bandits, but the moonlight could only cover a limited area in the narrow street. Qi Yuehong's two fists were no match for a hundred people, let alone ordinary people like Yan Yang and Chi Yue.

The bandits packed the grain into carts and herded all the surviving people together. Everything was in chaos, as if they had returned to that dark night.

Duanmu Hai forced Huang Daxian and Zong Shanyue to wander around, where they would draw their axes and chop down anyone they saw.

"Where are you two bugs going to hide?" Duanmu Hai's voice was low and hoarse, like that of a demon. Wherever he went, everything was destroyed by his huge axe and the evil dragon that charged left and right beside him.

No matter how the two tried to escape, the surrounding streets and houses rumbled and clattered, as if Duanmu Hai had smashed them apart like building blocks, using a shortcut to block them out.

"If Brother Li doesn't come out soon, Qingyuan County will be ruined!" Huang Daxian was impatient and wanted to rush into the tent and slap Li Hu twice, but he also had to dodge the bricks, tiles and axes falling from all directions. He was extremely anxious.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

A familiar voice suddenly reached Wong Tai Sin's ears, instantly making him beam with joy.

Just as Wong Tai Sin turned down a street, he suddenly noticed Li Hu standing in the middle of the street. He had taken off his county magistrate's robes and put on his original red brocade robe.

A cold wind rose in the night, making his clothes flutter, and he stood there like a pillar of strength.