I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

Liang Ping certainly didn't believe what Ma Hong said. He felt that he had seen through this guy's tricks.

Isn't it just that he makes some weird noises every night to scare me away?

After all, I am a cultivator. Do you think I would be afraid?

Liang Ping immediately grinned and said that he would also come to help, but he would give him half of the treasure after digging it out.

"Okay, I'll give you half then!"

.............................

After shaking off the dirt on his body, Liang Ping listlessly picked up a bowl of porridge and sat at the door to drink it.

To be honest, he now regretted going crazy with that guy last night.

Not only am I sore from not sleeping all night, but I also have to prepare food for myself in the morning. I do hard labor and yet they don’t even provide me with a meal!

The sound of children playing came from far away, Liang Ping yawned as he watched the children playing.

"Tangtang, do you know the story of Red Eye Village?"

"I know. Tangtang has already heard about it from that uncle."

Ok?

It turned out to be the little girl living in Yao's house.

As for the story of Red Eye Village, I had heard it from the Great Elder a long time ago, and this story was not fictional, but something that actually happened in the past.

"But it doesn't matter if you've heard it before. Tell it again to Tangtang."

Seeing her friend's disappointed face, Tangtang said this to her with a smile.

"it is good!"

"A long, long time ago, before the two Bodhisattvas came to this world, there was a red-eyed, one-horned demon who committed all kinds of evil."

Chapter 104: You are the one being banned!

The action of drinking porridge suddenly stopped, Liang Ping stared blankly at the little girl who was telling a story, suddenly stood up and ran over.

"Little guy, did you remember it wrong?"

"What did you remember wrong?" The little girl looked at Liang Ping strangely.

"That's the one with the red eyes and one horn. It should be the devil, you just said 'big devil'."

The demon's cultivation level can be lower than yours, the same as yours, or comparable to those who have been promoted.

But the great demon is different. Only those who are on par with the immortals are called great demons!

"Yes, that's what grandpa told me."

"You remembered it wrong! That's the devil my father told me about."

"All wrong, all wrong, it's obviously the big devil!"

Because of Liang Ping's words, the little guys were arguing endlessly.

Seeing this, the man couldn't help but feel a headache.

Stories like this that are passed down orally in the village are certainly similar in content, but let's not be too picky about the words.

But this question is very important to me. The descendants of the great devil and the descendants of the devil are completely different concepts.

"I have never heard of Bingzu Zhanmo, Bingzu Bingzu, I have never heard of him anywhere else, he should not be a particularly powerful character."

"If it really is a big demon, he won't be able to kill it, he will probably be chewed up as a snack."

Liang Ping calmed down and thought about it, and felt that someone must have casually mentioned the word "big devil" before.

Then, as the story spread, the protagonist of some parts of the story became a red-eyed, one-horned demon, and that was it.

"Stop arguing, let's go watch Sister Yao forging iron, okay?"

Tangtang said this, and everyone immediately followed her to the blacksmith shop.

......................

The clang clang clang sound of hammering iron was monotonous and harsh, and the little ones could not appreciate the mighty posture of Yao Bingshi with his bulging muscles hammering the iron tool.

So soon, everyone except Tangtang went to play somewhere else.

"Thank you for your help today!"

An unknown amount of time had passed before Yao Bingshi stopped what she was doing. She wiped the sweat off her face and thanked the young man from the same village who was helping her pull the bellows.

"It's okay..."

Seeing that he seemed to be hesitant to speak, Yao Bingshi couldn't help but said with a smile: "What's the matter? Just say it if you have something to say!"

"Sister Yao, I think even if you don't go to the city, you should at least go to a bigger town, so that your skills won't be buried."

"What skills do I have?" Yao Bingshi shrugged, but the young man said excitedly: "Why don't I have any skills? You are really good at ironwork. The shovel you made for my family last time was very useful!"

"..."

As for the shovel, after all, our ancestors were soldiers. Even if they can't make magic weapons, an ordinary sword will do.

"Haha, it doesn't matter where you use the shovel. Do you have to go to the city?"

Yao Bingshi patted the young man's shoulder cheerfully and continued, "Besides, we are unfamiliar with other places, so our village is better."

The young man seemed a little hard to let go, but since Yao Bingshi had said so, he could only scratch his head and return home.

"Sister Yao!"

Seeing the little girl walking towards him curiously, Yao Bingshi quickly asked her to wait outside for a while.

A blacksmith's shop is not a place for children to come to, as they might get hurt by something inside.

"They all left just now, why are you still standing outside watching me forging iron?"

After everything was cleaned up, Yao Bingshi came out and touched the little girl's head with a smile.

"looks good!"

"Where's the beauty?"

Yao Bingshi pricked up his ears, waiting for the little girl to praise him, but unexpectedly Tangtang said that the shovel she made was beautiful.

"It's more beautiful than any shovel Tangtang has seen before. It feels like it was made with love and care."

Not bad, you're really able to see that!

"Ma Hong's shovel has been used for many years and he has never replaced it with a new one. I will send this to him after I make it."

When talking about his childhood sweetheart, the waves in Yao Bingshi's heart gradually subsided.

The shovel is good, and the village is good too.

Girls, you will get married eventually, so stop thinking about it all day long.

........................

This guy has been digging since last night and he doesn't want to stop at all?

Liang Ping looked at the deep pit in the house and couldn't help falling into deep thought.

If that muscular Yao Bingshi had dug it up to now, then he could totally accept it.

But Ma Hong, the demonic blood in his body hasn't erupted, so where does he get so much power from?

"Hey"

After all, it was an important sacrifice designated by the Great Elder himself. Liang Ping was afraid that he would dig himself to death if he continued digging, so he walked a few steps closer and patiently prepared to give him some advice.

"you......"

When the words came to his lips, Liang Ping couldn't help but frowned deeply after seeing Ma Hong's expression at the moment.

His handsome face was filled with madness, and there was no trace of rationality at all.

The shovel in his hand had broken, but he was still digging something with a wooden stick.

"..."

This situation made Liang Ping wonder if the Great Elder had miscalculated the amount of the "medicine lead" and had caused problems with this guy's brain.

“Hahahahahahahaha, got it, got it!”

"Sure enough, it is buried here. Sure enough, it is buried under this house!"

Did you really find it?

Liang Ping jumped into the pit, wanting to see up close what treasure he had dug out.

But there was no treasure, just two pieces of corpses that had long since decayed.

...................

Thinking about it carefully, something seems a little wrong. These two pieces of corpses have obviously been buried for a long time. How come they are only at the level of "decay"? Shouldn't they have turned into skeletons long ago?

When the increasingly crazy Ma Hong dug out the two pieces of the body, Liang Ping's heart was filled with an ominous premonition.

Practitioners always trust their intuition. Liang Ping immediately grabbed Ma Hong's shoulders and shouted, "Bury it again! These two pieces of the body don't look right."

“Hahahaha. Hahahaha.”

Ma Hong was laughing, and the two pieces of the corpse actually laughed along with him.

The terrifying laughter made Liang Ping's heart tremble. He subconsciously took out his most precious treasure - the [Demon Sealing Talisman] given to him by the Great Elder before his departure, which was said to have imitated the secret technique of a great being.

"The devil is causing trouble? Seal it for me!"

The demon-sealing talisman flew out, but then, it flew backwards and stuck to Liang Ping's forehead.

This was not the great demon who had long fallen showing off his power, but the demon-sealing talisman made by the great elder was originally meant to seal him, Liang Ping!

"Haha, you, you sealed yourself up?"

"I promised to give you half, so I'll give you half!"

Half of the body fell into Liang Ping's arms and bit his neck.

Chapter 105 The Red-eyed One-horned Demon

The sharp teeth embedded in the neck, and the half-dead body of the big demon sucked all of Liang Ping's flesh and blood, leaving only a skeleton and a layer of human skin.

The half body in Ma Hong's arms also opened its mouth and bit his neck.

The man's body shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he became like a mummy.

But Mahone is not dead!

He grabbed the half body that was lying on Liang Ping and pieced the big demon's body together completely.

"Red-eyed unicorn!"

With a roar, Ma Hong suddenly fell to his knees.

"My ancestors gave me devil blood—"

The Great Demon stared at his descendant kneeling in front of him with empty eyes, and suddenly grinned.

"Why...why...why?"

"I don't ask for immortality, I only wish for destruction, to destroy my empty life day after day!"

is it?

But after destruction, what comes is only greater emptiness.

After entering my dream, you should be able to understand.

"I understand, I understand."

Ma Hong, who was being watched by the demon, responded as if he understood the demon's thoughts: "Even so, a moment of satisfaction is enough for me, enough!"

I can’t give you immortality.

There is only a little bit of strength left.

However, what you seek is only a moment's satisfaction, and even this humble wish was born out of the influence of my spirit.