I can't be a demon.

Chapter 42 Promotion [Nine Qi Earthly Disgust]

When the hour of Hai arrived on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, the resentment in the yamen subsided and then gathered towards the prison at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was as if the source had been controlled by the Jinwu Guards.

"That's good, come home safely."

Bai Haibo looked at the prison from afar and couldn't help but sigh. Although he had never seen his deceased wife in the form of a demon, at least his life was not in danger.

The three warriors stationed with him were chatting and laughing nearby.

Just wait for the midnight to arrive, which also means the soul-calling case will be completely over.

"Miss Gao!"

Bai Haibo was in a trance when he heard the singing coming from the prison. His blood rushed to his head, and then a figure appeared in the darkness not far away.

He wiped his eyes in disbelief, "Juan...Juan'er, is that you?"

The figure approached step by step. It was Bai Haibo's deceased wife who was haunting his dreams. He couldn't help but take a few steps forward to take a closer look.

what.

The figure opened his mouth, blood dripping from his sharp teeth.

"demon!!!"

Bai Haibo followed the instructions of the yamen runner and kept the cow's tears, and his reaction was quite timely.

The ghost showed greed on its face and rushed towards Bai Haibo using both hands and feet. Its sharp claws directly cut through the skin protected by its strong force.

Bai Haibo felt resentment entering his body and knew he was no match for the demon, so he turned around and fled. Another warrior stationed there was torn in half on the spot.

There were at least twenty or thirty ghosts that suddenly appeared, and the entire government office fell into civil strife.

The bailiffs were simply unable to deal with the demons. Their talismans had become scarce in the previous few days, and they could only mobilize their pure yang energy to entangle the ghosts.

There were warriors like headless flies everywhere, and the number of casualties was increasing.

The main door and the side doors were sealed, and the living people were just fish on the chopping board.

"No way."

Bai Haibo was covered in blood, his organs were damaged by the erosion of resentment, and his strength was exhausted from resisting the resentment. He was doomed.

He was in a trance and instinctively tried to escape from the ghosts.

At this time.

"Go to the stables, it's safe there!!"

Bai Haibo vaguely heard someone calling them to go to the stables, and immediately changed direction without thinking, regardless of whether it made sense or not.

He stumbled to his destination, where seventy or eighty people were already hiding in the corner.

There are ghosts everywhere around.

The ghosts were no longer interested in them and were frantically attacking the talisman that sealed the carriage and stable, as if there was a temptation far beyond the ordinary inside.

"Captain Hong, what on earth is this..."

Bai Haibo was just about to ask Hong An when the door of the stable was breached.

The wind was howling, straw was scattered all over the ground, a black wooden coffin was placed in the corner, and the loud heartbeat sound of "dong dong dong" continued.

The ghost couldn't control its appetite and pounced on the black wooden coffin with its fangs and claws bared.

Everyone wanted to retreat, but the yamen runner who had seen the strength of the Black Coffin Man remained motionless.

boom.

The cover is lifted.

The terrifying qi and blood seemed to be real.

Shen Lian opened his eyes and climbed out of the black wooden coffin with his two-and-a-half-meter tall figure. Just standing in the middle of the courtyard, the oppressive feeling he felt was suffocating.

"Just right."

Shen Lian waved his right hand, and the exposed strength faintly turned into flames.

A large amount of heat emanated from the pores, and mist filled the courtyard. The moment the force came into contact with the mist, a dark blue sea of ​​fire that looked like smoke and dust was formed.

【Unknown pile method (tidal inflammation)】

The pupils of the warriors present shrank slightly as they heard the hysterical screams from the ghost.

boom.

Shen Lian smashed the ghost's head with his fist, and the ghost's head was directly embedded in the chest cavity. Its limbs were also twisted into a knot, and he threw it directly into the coffin.

He stepped on the cover with his right foot and crushed the head of another ghost with his palm.

"The newly synthesized pile method is indeed powerful, but why does it feel like the power is like gasoline, and the state is like water, which will ignite at a touch?"

Shen Lian kicked open the lid of the coffin and threw himself into it again.

His actions became even more unscrupulous. Any ghost would be broken in a few punches. The scene was completely one-sided.

The warriors were in a trance. According to their understanding, even if the black coffin man was not a demon, he should be an alchemist. Why did he feel that...his methods were closer to those of a warrior?

How could the power suppress the demon? Impossible, they must be shortsighted.

"Come on, come on!!!"

After Shen Lian adapted to the new strength, he moved his fists more and more vigorously. Usually, after just a few punches and palm strikes, the ghost's body was torn into pieces.

However, if one does not use the Wisdom of Seeing Oddities, even if one kills a low-level ghost, one has to use the Qi, Blood and Water Grinding Technique to exhaust the ghost's resentment.

The greed in the ghosts' eyes faded away. At this time, more than a dozen ghosts were stuffed into the black wooden coffin. The lid was shaking continuously, and the screams were creepy.

"hiss……"

It was the first time that the warriors saw the ghost running away with its head in its hands.

Shen Lian stood where he was, allowing the ghosts to scramble to escape from the stable, and casually grabbed the head of a ghost that crawled out of the black wooden coffin.

boom.

[Appraisal completed, Nine-eared Chaofeng experience +0.29%]

The other ghosts did not dare to move and watched the resentment flow into Shen Lian's mouth and nose.

"Let you run forty meters..."

Shen Lian lowered his hat.

boom.

As Shen Lian took a step, he disappeared from the spot in an instant. Bronze scales covered his upper body and his eyes showed devilish vertical pupils.

【Unknown Horizontal Training (Bronze Body)】

He stepped to the gate of the courtyard, and the warriors faced the burning blood at close range.

The two ghosts were twisted into a ball, and their arms covered with blue veins hit the ground, forcing the ghosts hiding in the soil out.

Whoosh.

Then Shen Lian used his arm as a whip and swung it out, and the ghostly fire force released penetrated the ghost.

The courtyard was in ruins, with sunken pits more than half a meter deep, and grass and trees uprooted and flying in the air, but there was not a single ghost left.

Shen Lian stuffed all the ghosts into the black wooden coffin.

"I almost exhausted all my strength in the heat of the moment. My martial arts skills are still not good enough. I must advance to the fifth level of innate realm as soon as possible."

Shen Lian picked up the black wooden coffin, ignored the warriors watching, and disappeared into the night.

He came to a remote alley outside the government office, stared at the black wooden coffin with burning eyes, then enveloped his body with strength, preparing to get into it.

Suddenly, a prompt appeared on the career panel.

[Appraisal completed, Nine-eared Chaofeng experience +13.44%]

[Nine-eared Chaofeng reaches 94.88%, martial arts points +2]

"What the hell, what are the Jinwu Guards doing in the prison? Did my dear brother use his eyes to steal the head of a thousand-year-old ghost?"

"I think I have enough experience. It seems that this trip was worthwhile."

Shen Lian crawled into the crowded black wooden coffin, and his body temperature dropped as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

The ghost struggled desperately, wanting to die together with Shen Lian, but in the end it just turned into the experience of Jiu'er Chaofeng, and its progress was overflowing.

[Nine-eared Chaofeng reaches 100.12%, martial arts points +2]

[Whether to advance to the profession of Nine Qi Di Yan]

"Promotion!"

"Diyan, isn't that another name for a local dog?"

[Jiuer Chaofeng promoted to Jiuqi Diyan, martial arts points +20]

Shen Lian did not delve into the Nine Qis because prompts about the third profession came one after another.

[The "Corpse Taoist" profession has been triggered. You can start the job by spending 5 points.]

After Shen Lian confirmed his appointment, the resentment in the coffin inexplicably disappeared. Then his strong force acted on the black wooden coffin, causing the wooden boards to spontaneously combust without fire. In a moment, only dust was left on the ground.

He hurried back to the pawn shop, with the mynah bird landing on his shoulder with a look of disgust on his face.

.........

The black air covering the prison dissipated.

Zhu Yihong woke up, with her hands and feet shaking uncontrollably.

She didn't know whether the Nine-eared Demon had been promoted for two thousand years. The memories before she fell into a coma flashed through her mind, and the one that impressed her the most was...

The huge monster, about twenty or thirty meters long, was crawling on the ground.

(End of this chapter)