become a demon [rebirth]
Chapter 12
Zhang Daniu came back to his senses, and hurriedly propped the boat to the shore, where the army of Yin and Shang was stationed, and few ascetics dared to make trouble there!
"If I were you, I would stay where I am and wait until this battle is over." Mo Zheng looked at the unusual and silent green hills in the distance, pressed his shoulder, and said calmly.
That hand just pressed lightly, obviously without any effort, and he couldn't move.This is to make Zhang Daniu feel at ease, he also has a monk on board.He hesitated for a while, but still asked: "I don't know how the young master compares with that fighter?"
A hoarse voice suddenly passed through the mist and rain and landed on the boat, but it answered his question: "The young man next to you has only built a foundation, and he hasn't even stepped into blood coagulation. A Shangqiu."
Zhang Daniu looked at Mo Zheng in panic, but saw that the young master had already sat back in the boat house, leaning against the door with his eyes closed to rest.He turned his head and inadvertently glanced to the side, startled.
There was no one there, but there was an adult man in a dark blue robe and arm guards.His black hair was scattered, his left abdomen was pierced by an arrow with red feathers, blood dripped down the arrow shaft, but his eyes were astonishingly bright, like a falcon on a cliff.Noticing the look in the boatman's eyes, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, Yin merchants are the most shrewd businessmen, this 'price' won't cost you an extra burial fee."
After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and broke off half of the arrow shaft in front of him, throwing it on the ground.For a moment, his face turned pale and white, and his facial features were distorted.
Looking at this ferocious face, Zhang Daniu felt as if he wanted to eat people. With a mournful face and shaking his legs, he asked tremblingly, "Then...do you want some medicine for your injury? I still have some ancestral medicinal wine..."
The man waved his hands dumbfoundingly and said, "Shangqiu still has no shortage of doctors, so you should keep your ancestral medicinal wine yourself."
Zhang Daniu hurriedly turned around, ready to paddle quickly to send the evil spirit to the other side, but as soon as he got out of the boat house, he was hit by the torrential rain, so he had to go back to the boat house, put on his coir raincoat and punted the boat.
As soon as the bamboo paddle was swung, the boat started to move, accompanied by the rain all over the sky, mixed with the hazy green hills, and slowly sailed to the opposite bank.
The man in the houseboat laughed dumbfoundedly, touched his face and muttered: "Is it so scary?"
Mo Zheng opened his eyes, and said, "The evil spirit of a Yin Shang sergeant is something a boatman can't resist."
When the man heard the words "people in the military", his expression became serious, and he stared at him with falcon-like eyes and said, "Where did you see that?"
Mo Zheng sat beside the goat, glanced at him, then turned his gaze out of the window, and said casually, "This place is so close to Yin Shang, which 'simple' ascetic dares to be presumptuous here."
"After all, you are in the realm of life and death, not that person, nor that arrogant person who regards the world as nothing, and the evil spirit on your body just points out your identity as a sergeant, then you have only one choice - Yin Shang sergeant."
But the man retorted with a half-smile: "What if it is the devil? There are too many people who have been killed, and there is evil spirit on them. How do you know that I am not the devil?"
Mo Zheng laughed when he heard the words, looked at him and paused every word: "If you are a devil, you only have killing intent on your body. Besides, your brazen act of pulling out arrows is not something that flowers raised in a greenhouse can do." Made it."
The man was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses, laughed out loud, but accidentally pulled the wound, and grinned in pain.
"You are such a wonderful person! How dare you compare the devil to a "greenhouse flower"!"
Because people in the army killed too much, it was not that they didn't care about the demons and blindly pursued the magic way. In this way, the killing intent was also ground into a evil spirit, which not only preserved the combat power, but also reduced the chance of disturbance by the demons.More importantly, if he was a demon, he would naturally have evil thoughts and murderous intentions when facing a low-level ascetic and a mortal after suffering such a serious injury.
"I am You Sanlang, the personal guard of General Huwei, but I don't know where you come from?" You Sanlang asked with his hands clasped in a gentleman's manner.
Mo Zheng's eyes fell on the palm of his folded hands, he lowered his eyelashes, caressing the restless goat beside him, and said indifferently, "But a villager in the mountains, what's the point?"
You Sanlang's face froze, his eyes turned red and anger appeared, he kindly interacted with him, he didn't expect this person to be so ungrateful!
Just as he was about to stand up against the table, he heard Mo Zheng's calm voice calling slowly, "General."
When he looked up, he saw those eyes that were covered with veil, vaguely unable to see clearly, but as if needles were stuck in his back, his heart felt a chill, and the anger welling up in his heart also disappeared.Seemingly thinking of something, he said haha: "That's right, heroes don't ask where they come from."
Speechless all the way.
With a sway of the boat, when there was still two or three meters away from the shore, You Sanlang jumped forward and strode towards the gate of the city, but he heard a voice behind him: "General, you should see a tiger when you go back this time." General."
You Sanlang was startled, his face froze, he always had some bad premonition in his heart, always felt that something was going to happen, does this boy know something?Something happened to General Huwei?
He quickened his pace.
Halfway through the walk, he stopped abruptly, clutching his chest, his face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and the murderous intent in his heart was continuously impacting his sanity.
He barely maintained his clarity and looked at the half arrow in his left abdomen, and his heart kicked——Demon!
……
After Zhang Daniu fixed the boat, Mo Zheng led the goat and meandered down. The rain had stopped, and the fragrance of plants and trees lingering on the tip of his nose was as clear and clear as the moonlight, pure and natural.
After walking two or three meters, Zhang Daniu yelled loudly: "Young master! If you want to cure your eyes, go straight to Jishi Pavilion. I have personally verified that the doctors there are good at medicine and not cheating! You are more beautiful than those fairies in Jihua Palace." , it would be a pity to be blind!"
Mo Zheng paused, his hands tightened, and the strangled white goat let out a scream, and tears welled up in his eyes—after all, the rope was directly tied around his neck.
Awakened by the scream, he relaxed his grip, curled his lips at the goat, and said softly, "Dahei, you have to be good."
The white goat, who had been named since then, saw that gorgeous smile, and felt his fur coat was about to fall off. He bleated softly and licked the back of his hand flatteringly.
Mo Zheng stroked the two big black storks, very satisfied, "That's right."
Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Daniu who was about to return to the voyage, and said loudly: "If the boatman has the heart of Taoism, he might as well go east along the river for three thousand miles. The name of the person in the pavilion is Chu Huainan, he is an extraordinary talent, if he can teach him, the boatman will surely ascend to immortality."
When Zhang Daniu heard this, he immediately turned his head and shouted to Mo Zheng: "Thank you, my lord, I will definitely go. If I can come back after my studies, I will repay your great kindness!"
After Zhou Ying disappeared, he put a hand on his shoulder, and slowly repeated in his ear with a faint smile: "Chu Huainan?"
Mo Zheng looked up at him, without saying a word.
Dao's nonsense increased the strength in his hands, and the smile remained unchanged. After too long, the arc became false like a mask.
Mo Zheng called softly: "Master."
Dao Wangyan frowned, gestured at the top of his head, and said, "Have you grown taller these days? You used to only reach my chest, but now your shoulders are straight."
"It should be that I have taken good care of my body during this period of time. Normally, I can't grow so fast." Mo Zheng said calmly, but he thought in his heart that it was still a little bit worse, but young people of fifteen or sixteen always grow fast. In two or three years, it should be him who made gestures to him.
Looking at Mo Zheng's tall stature, Dao Yanyan patted him on the shoulder worryingly, and said: "You grow so fast, you should eat more these days, don't become thin like a bamboo pole because of the twitching. "
Mo Zheng paused, curled the corners of his mouth, and smiled brightly at the corners of his eyes, and said, "Of course I know, Master is worrying too much."
But as soon as the words fell, the smile froze on his face.
"If it wasn't for the fear that you would become disabled, why should I act like this woman in a deep boudoir?" Dao Yanyan glanced at Mo Zheng, hid the smile in his eyes, suppressed the corners of his mouth, and put on a sad face appearance.
Mo Zheng took a step back and moved his shoulders away.When the corner of the mouth hooks up, it means that the epiphyllum blooms overnight and the stars bloom overnight, and it looks like an immortal in a painting, picking clouds for sleeves and cutting clouds for clothes.
"Master said this, I am afraid that he has experienced it before, so I feel the same."
Dao Yaoyan was stunned by the smile, and sighed to himself: "You are indeed much more fun than your senior brothers."
Then he took two steps forward, curled up his index finger and scratched his face twice, smiling ambiguously: "You have such a good appearance, I'm afraid that once you enter the city, those aunts, jaspers, and courtesans will be all over you." If you want to come and go, you can't stick to it. You have to be careful, don't get people hooked."
Mo Zheng's face remained unchanged, his voice became softer and softer, and he said, "Master, you are too worried."
Such softness made Dao Yaoyan's heart skip a beat, and he changed the subject, "The Chu Huainan you mentioned earlier is not a fairy-tale character. Why, did the boatman offend you?"
That Chu Huainan used to be the sword head of Daojian Pavilion a hundred years ago, and his status was equivalent to that of the prince of Yin Shang, but when he was promoted to the realm of life and death, he broke out and slaughtered the Seventh Sword Mountain. Under the sect of the elder of the Ten Thousand Devils Cave, he became his closed disciple.
But now that the Supreme Elder of Wanmo Cave has been promoted, he has become the new Supreme Elder of Wanmo Cave. Now his cultivation has reached the realm of immortality. soar.
The blood and bones in the hands of such a person are enough to pile up into a river. It is conceivable that if the boatman goes there, there will be nothing good to eat.
"Will Master not know about the massacre of the mountain back then?" Mo Zheng asked back, with Ah Xuan's temperament, would he join in the excitement?
Regardless of whether he admits it or not, he looked at the rain-washed green hills that became more and more beautiful, and said lightly, "I'm giving him a fortune."
"Even though that Chu Huainan has too much blood on his body, it is inevitable that he has a bad temper, but he can be regarded as a more positive person than you, Master. What's more, the road to seeking Tao is bound to be bumpy. Xinzhi, how can there be a sword of light cold nineteen states?"
After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Dao Lianyan, and said word by word: "Master, isn't it?"
Dao Lianyan met that gaze for a long time, then lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "What the apprentice said is naturally correct."
It's just that there is a hook in that smile, hidden front.
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"If I were you, I would stay where I am and wait until this battle is over." Mo Zheng looked at the unusual and silent green hills in the distance, pressed his shoulder, and said calmly.
That hand just pressed lightly, obviously without any effort, and he couldn't move.This is to make Zhang Daniu feel at ease, he also has a monk on board.He hesitated for a while, but still asked: "I don't know how the young master compares with that fighter?"
A hoarse voice suddenly passed through the mist and rain and landed on the boat, but it answered his question: "The young man next to you has only built a foundation, and he hasn't even stepped into blood coagulation. A Shangqiu."
Zhang Daniu looked at Mo Zheng in panic, but saw that the young master had already sat back in the boat house, leaning against the door with his eyes closed to rest.He turned his head and inadvertently glanced to the side, startled.
There was no one there, but there was an adult man in a dark blue robe and arm guards.His black hair was scattered, his left abdomen was pierced by an arrow with red feathers, blood dripped down the arrow shaft, but his eyes were astonishingly bright, like a falcon on a cliff.Noticing the look in the boatman's eyes, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't worry, Yin merchants are the most shrewd businessmen, this 'price' won't cost you an extra burial fee."
After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth and broke off half of the arrow shaft in front of him, throwing it on the ground.For a moment, his face turned pale and white, and his facial features were distorted.
Looking at this ferocious face, Zhang Daniu felt as if he wanted to eat people. With a mournful face and shaking his legs, he asked tremblingly, "Then...do you want some medicine for your injury? I still have some ancestral medicinal wine..."
The man waved his hands dumbfoundingly and said, "Shangqiu still has no shortage of doctors, so you should keep your ancestral medicinal wine yourself."
Zhang Daniu hurriedly turned around, ready to paddle quickly to send the evil spirit to the other side, but as soon as he got out of the boat house, he was hit by the torrential rain, so he had to go back to the boat house, put on his coir raincoat and punted the boat.
As soon as the bamboo paddle was swung, the boat started to move, accompanied by the rain all over the sky, mixed with the hazy green hills, and slowly sailed to the opposite bank.
The man in the houseboat laughed dumbfoundedly, touched his face and muttered: "Is it so scary?"
Mo Zheng opened his eyes, and said, "The evil spirit of a Yin Shang sergeant is something a boatman can't resist."
When the man heard the words "people in the military", his expression became serious, and he stared at him with falcon-like eyes and said, "Where did you see that?"
Mo Zheng sat beside the goat, glanced at him, then turned his gaze out of the window, and said casually, "This place is so close to Yin Shang, which 'simple' ascetic dares to be presumptuous here."
"After all, you are in the realm of life and death, not that person, nor that arrogant person who regards the world as nothing, and the evil spirit on your body just points out your identity as a sergeant, then you have only one choice - Yin Shang sergeant."
But the man retorted with a half-smile: "What if it is the devil? There are too many people who have been killed, and there is evil spirit on them. How do you know that I am not the devil?"
Mo Zheng laughed when he heard the words, looked at him and paused every word: "If you are a devil, you only have killing intent on your body. Besides, your brazen act of pulling out arrows is not something that flowers raised in a greenhouse can do." Made it."
The man was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses, laughed out loud, but accidentally pulled the wound, and grinned in pain.
"You are such a wonderful person! How dare you compare the devil to a "greenhouse flower"!"
Because people in the army killed too much, it was not that they didn't care about the demons and blindly pursued the magic way. In this way, the killing intent was also ground into a evil spirit, which not only preserved the combat power, but also reduced the chance of disturbance by the demons.More importantly, if he was a demon, he would naturally have evil thoughts and murderous intentions when facing a low-level ascetic and a mortal after suffering such a serious injury.
"I am You Sanlang, the personal guard of General Huwei, but I don't know where you come from?" You Sanlang asked with his hands clasped in a gentleman's manner.
Mo Zheng's eyes fell on the palm of his folded hands, he lowered his eyelashes, caressing the restless goat beside him, and said indifferently, "But a villager in the mountains, what's the point?"
You Sanlang's face froze, his eyes turned red and anger appeared, he kindly interacted with him, he didn't expect this person to be so ungrateful!
Just as he was about to stand up against the table, he heard Mo Zheng's calm voice calling slowly, "General."
When he looked up, he saw those eyes that were covered with veil, vaguely unable to see clearly, but as if needles were stuck in his back, his heart felt a chill, and the anger welling up in his heart also disappeared.Seemingly thinking of something, he said haha: "That's right, heroes don't ask where they come from."
Speechless all the way.
With a sway of the boat, when there was still two or three meters away from the shore, You Sanlang jumped forward and strode towards the gate of the city, but he heard a voice behind him: "General, you should see a tiger when you go back this time." General."
You Sanlang was startled, his face froze, he always had some bad premonition in his heart, always felt that something was going to happen, does this boy know something?Something happened to General Huwei?
He quickened his pace.
Halfway through the walk, he stopped abruptly, clutching his chest, his face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, and the murderous intent in his heart was continuously impacting his sanity.
He barely maintained his clarity and looked at the half arrow in his left abdomen, and his heart kicked——Demon!
……
After Zhang Daniu fixed the boat, Mo Zheng led the goat and meandered down. The rain had stopped, and the fragrance of plants and trees lingering on the tip of his nose was as clear and clear as the moonlight, pure and natural.
After walking two or three meters, Zhang Daniu yelled loudly: "Young master! If you want to cure your eyes, go straight to Jishi Pavilion. I have personally verified that the doctors there are good at medicine and not cheating! You are more beautiful than those fairies in Jihua Palace." , it would be a pity to be blind!"
Mo Zheng paused, his hands tightened, and the strangled white goat let out a scream, and tears welled up in his eyes—after all, the rope was directly tied around his neck.
Awakened by the scream, he relaxed his grip, curled his lips at the goat, and said softly, "Dahei, you have to be good."
The white goat, who had been named since then, saw that gorgeous smile, and felt his fur coat was about to fall off. He bleated softly and licked the back of his hand flatteringly.
Mo Zheng stroked the two big black storks, very satisfied, "That's right."
Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Daniu who was about to return to the voyage, and said loudly: "If the boatman has the heart of Taoism, he might as well go east along the river for three thousand miles. The name of the person in the pavilion is Chu Huainan, he is an extraordinary talent, if he can teach him, the boatman will surely ascend to immortality."
When Zhang Daniu heard this, he immediately turned his head and shouted to Mo Zheng: "Thank you, my lord, I will definitely go. If I can come back after my studies, I will repay your great kindness!"
After Zhou Ying disappeared, he put a hand on his shoulder, and slowly repeated in his ear with a faint smile: "Chu Huainan?"
Mo Zheng looked up at him, without saying a word.
Dao's nonsense increased the strength in his hands, and the smile remained unchanged. After too long, the arc became false like a mask.
Mo Zheng called softly: "Master."
Dao Wangyan frowned, gestured at the top of his head, and said, "Have you grown taller these days? You used to only reach my chest, but now your shoulders are straight."
"It should be that I have taken good care of my body during this period of time. Normally, I can't grow so fast." Mo Zheng said calmly, but he thought in his heart that it was still a little bit worse, but young people of fifteen or sixteen always grow fast. In two or three years, it should be him who made gestures to him.
Looking at Mo Zheng's tall stature, Dao Yanyan patted him on the shoulder worryingly, and said: "You grow so fast, you should eat more these days, don't become thin like a bamboo pole because of the twitching. "
Mo Zheng paused, curled the corners of his mouth, and smiled brightly at the corners of his eyes, and said, "Of course I know, Master is worrying too much."
But as soon as the words fell, the smile froze on his face.
"If it wasn't for the fear that you would become disabled, why should I act like this woman in a deep boudoir?" Dao Yanyan glanced at Mo Zheng, hid the smile in his eyes, suppressed the corners of his mouth, and put on a sad face appearance.
Mo Zheng took a step back and moved his shoulders away.When the corner of the mouth hooks up, it means that the epiphyllum blooms overnight and the stars bloom overnight, and it looks like an immortal in a painting, picking clouds for sleeves and cutting clouds for clothes.
"Master said this, I am afraid that he has experienced it before, so I feel the same."
Dao Yaoyan was stunned by the smile, and sighed to himself: "You are indeed much more fun than your senior brothers."
Then he took two steps forward, curled up his index finger and scratched his face twice, smiling ambiguously: "You have such a good appearance, I'm afraid that once you enter the city, those aunts, jaspers, and courtesans will be all over you." If you want to come and go, you can't stick to it. You have to be careful, don't get people hooked."
Mo Zheng's face remained unchanged, his voice became softer and softer, and he said, "Master, you are too worried."
Such softness made Dao Yaoyan's heart skip a beat, and he changed the subject, "The Chu Huainan you mentioned earlier is not a fairy-tale character. Why, did the boatman offend you?"
That Chu Huainan used to be the sword head of Daojian Pavilion a hundred years ago, and his status was equivalent to that of the prince of Yin Shang, but when he was promoted to the realm of life and death, he broke out and slaughtered the Seventh Sword Mountain. Under the sect of the elder of the Ten Thousand Devils Cave, he became his closed disciple.
But now that the Supreme Elder of Wanmo Cave has been promoted, he has become the new Supreme Elder of Wanmo Cave. Now his cultivation has reached the realm of immortality. soar.
The blood and bones in the hands of such a person are enough to pile up into a river. It is conceivable that if the boatman goes there, there will be nothing good to eat.
"Will Master not know about the massacre of the mountain back then?" Mo Zheng asked back, with Ah Xuan's temperament, would he join in the excitement?
Regardless of whether he admits it or not, he looked at the rain-washed green hills that became more and more beautiful, and said lightly, "I'm giving him a fortune."
"Even though that Chu Huainan has too much blood on his body, it is inevitable that he has a bad temper, but he can be regarded as a more positive person than you, Master. What's more, the road to seeking Tao is bound to be bumpy. Xinzhi, how can there be a sword of light cold nineteen states?"
After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Dao Lianyan, and said word by word: "Master, isn't it?"
Dao Lianyan met that gaze for a long time, then lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "What the apprentice said is naturally correct."
It's just that there is a hook in that smile, hidden front.
Second volume admission
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