I became a saint in the world of Liao Zhai, and flirted with monster girls

"Are there any other accomplices?"

"No, no, we just heard that a great god in the east is recruiting followers and has something important to discuss. We are passing by here and need blood food."

He doesn't know what the big deal is.

All I know is that that person has extremely high prestige among all the evil demons and is worth the risk.

Afterwards Zhou Kao and others asked a lot more questions.

For example, Zhang Long asked about the demon puppet. It was said that it was made from the branches of a thousand-year-old locust tree spirit, and was fed on a daily basis with its own essence and blood and the souls of ordinary people.

County Magistrate Ximen was even more worried about whether more evil spirits would come in the future.

After asking all the questions, Zhou Kao asked casually, but he was actually quite alert in his heart.

"Why did you attack me?"

"To accomplish great things, you need to prepare more puppets. Besides, you have abundant Qi and blood, which is very attractive to me."

Just... randomly selected cannon fodder?

Zhou Kao immediately became furious. He had thought so much about it in the past few days, but the reason was so casual. Damn it!

After asking all the questions, Danyangzi is no longer valuable.

He also woke up from his confusion and regained some of his rebelliousness.

But no one cares anymore.

Everyone was discussing how to get rid of the magician tomorrow.

Of course, Zhou Kao's advice should be the main one. After all, the other party... is brave and strong, and also understands military tactics.

It was County Magistrate Ximen who remembered that he couldn't let such an evil demon lie in the court all the time, as it would be so disgusting.

Listen to what those beasts did. They will only cause trouble if they are kept alive.

"Burn it."

"what?"

Zhou Kao’s suggestion is still so bold.

He would never allow his side to make such a low-level mistake as letting the tiger go back into the mountains.

Aren’t there enough villains who get defeated because they don’t make the final move?

Oh, I am a righteous person, but I also have to avoid unnecessary harm.

“The credit has already been earned, so what if I killed a criminal?

There is also ample evidence like the demon puppet, so it can be said that the evidence is irrefutable. After all, the imperial court must have known about the supernatural.

This made sense. Magistrate Ximen began to wonder whether he should burn the evil man now, or report him to the Ministry of Justice according to the traditional procedure and execute him in the autumn.

"If the county jail can't hold him and he escapes or is rescued by his accomplices, everyone present..."

Everyone was terrified. Even if they were not afraid, their families were afraid.

Just look at Master Li and you will know. His son was killed without doing anything and his soul was taken to make puppets. His grandson is still in the hands of the monster and his life or death is unknown.

Ximen County Magistrate did not consider the process issues either, as he was a decisive person.

He immediately ordered a pile of firewood to be set up inside the county government office.

Danyangzi....

He was lifted up while he was still dazed.

No? Are you going to burn me to death?

Why not drag it outside and burn it, or even behead it?

His cultivation level was not high enough to allow his soul to leave his body in the yamen, and if he was killed here, he wouldn't even be able to become a ghost.

"burn."

In the firelight, the demon who had accumulated countless karmas let out several howls, and large amounts of black smoke poured out from his flesh and blood to put out the fire. Unfortunately, the bright mirror hanging high in the air was glowing faintly, and the roar of the Xiezhi beast was heard, suppressing it all.

"I am unwilling to give in. If I absorb another hundred people..."

"If you wait until night comes..."

"This old man..."

The evil man who committed the heart-wrenching crime died and his soul was scattered.

The demon is dead. The most important thing now is to find Master Li's grandson and... kill the magician who uses human lives to extend his life.

Chapter 11: To Survive

In Beiguo County, on this day, everything seemed calm, peaceful and tranquil.

In the streets and alleys, people go about their business as usual, and in the teahouses and taverns, there is constant laughter and joy.

However, beneath this seemingly calm surface, there are actually undercurrents.

Because they were worried that civilians might be accidentally injured when arresting Danyangzi, all nearby residents were evacuated in advance.

The fighting in the courtyard yesterday was easily suppressed.

The original owner of the yard was an old man with weak blood and a habit of smoking and drinking. Perhaps it was this insignificant habit that

He was not in Dan Yangzi's eyes and was rejected, but luckily he escaped the fate of being killed directly. He was only buried in the cellar by Dan Yangzi.

Now, although the old man has been dug out from underground, the information released to the public is still that he is sick and recuperating at home.

The remaining traces of dog blood and fire in the courtyard were cleaned up completely. Even the demolished house was hastily put together into a frame by the craftsmen who worked hard all night to make it look like a good place.

Occasionally, there were some rumors circulating among the people, saying that strange things happened in the yard, but in the end no one believed them and just thought they were absurd stories made up by bored people.

At this moment, Zhou Kao, Zhang Long and others were sitting in Wenhui Building.

The building is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, with an antique charm, lingering sandalwood incense and the fragrance of tea.

They waited quietly for the magician to arrive.

Zhang Mingdao specially asked someone to bring the best Longjing tea. The tea leaves expanded and floated in the blue and white porcelain cup, emitting a delicate fragrance.

Zhang Mingdao's face was solemn. He looked at the bustling crowd downstairs through the carved window lattice and couldn't help asking:

"Brother Zhou, does this magician really dare to come here so openly? How could he be so bold as to harm people in such a crowd?"

As Zhang Long and his companions chatted and waited, today's target person - the magician, was gradually approaching the encirclement set by everyone.

At the south gate of Beiguo County, a middle-aged man carrying an old load walked into the city with steady steps.

Next to him was a little boy with disheveled hair. His eyes were dull and his face was blurry. He followed the middle-aged man without saying a word, like a puppet.

The magician looked up and saw the bustling scene of people coming and going in the county town, and he felt very satisfied.

The method he practiced was also a fragment. Unlike Danyangzi, his was a fragment of the authentic method.

Because of this, he did not feel uncomfortable in such a crowded and sunny environment.

But precisely because it was a fragment, his life span was limited. In order to survive, he had to use this righteous method and go astray.

He has lived for more than a hundred years, and as time goes by, this method seems to be increasingly inadequate.

This time, he had made an appointment with Danyangzi to seek refuge with General Ling Gong. He fully hoped to gain some good fortune to further extend his lifespan, even if it was just for one more day...

After arriving at the agreed location, the magician saw that it was still early, so he thought about preparing some "supplements" for the next few months.

He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted: "Young and old men passing by, come and take a look!"

The straightforward hawking sound seemed extremely abrupt amid the noisy market sounds and instantly attracted the attention of many people.

This magician really has real skills. He first performed his signature tricks such as the Nine Rings Contest and Bean Picking.

He was very skilled and his movements were as smooth as flowing water. The nine-linked ring flew up and down in his hands, and he completed the disassembly and assembly in the blink of an eye.

When picking beans, they jumped on his fingertips, which was dazzling.

Not only is his technique professional, but his language skills are also unique. He speaks fluently and wittily, and can say auspicious words and witty remarks at will, making the men, women, young and old who pass by smile happily.

The scene was just like a ventriloquist's performance, with everything that was expected.

This practical street skill quickly attracted a group of people to gather around him, surrounding him in three layers.

Zhou Kao and others who were sitting upstairs also watched the performance downstairs with great interest through the window.

Zhang Mingdao couldn't help but sigh, "It's really not easy for a demon to mix with evil ways. Without the support of a mountain gate and without a complete inherited martial arts method, he really needs a skill to make a living."

The magician was secretly happy as he watched more and more people gathered around him.

His magic rituals require such popularity. A prosperous place like Beiguo County is a natural "place for practicing medicine" for him.

He raised his eyes inadvertently and looked at the two scholars on the Wenhui Building opposite, and a barely perceptible light flashed in his eyes.

The two people wearing square scarves were scholars. In his eyes, scholars had great luck and if they could participate in his magic, they would be able to produce better "fruits".

"Popularity is like a furnace, which can be used to make medicine to prolong life." Feeling the increasingly strong popularity around him, he knew that the time had come.

He glanced at the silent child beside him, his eyes gleaming with greed, and muttered in a low voice:

"Your birth date is the seventh day of the first lunar month, which is in harmony with the Big Dipper. Your spirit is still alive. This is your destiny, my child."

Then, the magician put away the trick he was performing, cleared his throat twice, straightened his clothes, and then bowed to all directions.

This action of his was not directed at the ordinary people around him, but at worshipping the heavens and the earth, praying for help from the unknown forces.

After doing all this, he raised his voice and said clearly, "I'm new to this place, and what I just said was just a small introduction. Next, I'm going to show you something amazing."

There were some curious people in the crowd, and when they heard him say this, someone immediately joined in and agreed with what he said, wanting the show to continue.

Seeing this, the magician was secretly pleased with himself and continued, "To be honest, I can reverse the seasons of living things and make all kinds of things grow."

As soon as these words were spoken, a whisper came from the crowd.

Beiguo County is a large county, and many people have heard of the unique skill of "Laohuo". There are similar performances at the "Yanchun" every year.

Then someone in the crowd started to make a fuss, shouting, "Then come up with something new, like picking a peach from heaven."

When this voice was shouted out, the people around echoed it one after another. Everyone wanted to see how capable this magician from outside the province was and how he dared to set up a stall to beg for money in Beiguo County.

Setting up a stall on the street requires real ability. If you talk big but can't do it, you will only suffer the consequences. Even if your stall is overturned, you can't blame others.

The magician's face changed slightly when he heard this, but amid the jeers of the crowd, he seemed to be forced into a corner with no way out.

Finally, he sighed helplessly and said, "In this weather, if we want to pick peaches, we can only go to the Peach Garden in the Heavenly Palace.

Now I have no other options but to try my best and show you my best skills."

After saying that, he opened one end of the burden and took out an inconspicuous hemp rope from it.

The hemp rope was rough, gray, and looked ordinary. The magician held the rope with both hands, silently chanting, "The body and the spirit are one. If the spirit leaves, there is death. If the spirit remains, there is life."

After he finished reading, he closed his eyes and his face turned red and blue, as if he was in great pain.

Then he stamped his feet three times and shouted, "Hurry!"

The hemp rope in his hand seemed to have life and flew straight up into the sky.

The hemp rope rose higher and higher at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye it rose vaguely to the clouds. At this time, all the ropes in his hand happened to be used up.

This scene caused the surrounding people to exclaim in surprise.

This move was truly extraordinary, not just an ordinary trick. Zhou Kao was sitting upstairs when the precious sword beside him suddenly hummed softly.

Zhou Kao was shocked and suddenly felt that the downstairs was enveloped by an inexplicable aura.

He looked closely and could vaguely see the fuzzy Big Dipper floating and flickering in the aura.

He knew that this was the legendary immortal rope.

This immortal rope sounds very interesting, but in fact, it is called the evil method of "being born with a destiny" by Danyangzi, and it can also be called the immortal's life-demanding method.

In order to survive, people can really think of any method.

Zhou Kao had also heard of similar methods in myths and legends in his previous life.

It is recorded in the Yunji Qijian Lusheng Shouming Bu that this method was first circulated in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, which is also a method of praying for blessings.

The most famous prayer for life extension in history was during the late Han Dynasty. Zhuge Kongming was unwilling to accept that his life was coming to an end and he would be unable to support the Han Dynasty, so he tried to change his fate and extend his life with the Seven Star Lamp.

He led forty-nine soldiers, each holding a black flag and wearing black clothes, surrounding the tent; he himself prayed to the Big Dipper inside the tent.

If the main lamp does not go out within seven days, the lifespan can be extended by one century; one century is twelve years, which is extremely mysterious.