Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?.

Chapter 1 Ashes Scattered
Night, a little cold.

The wind came in through the broken window, and the rustling outside could be heard, but there was a strange silence.

In the room, in the darkness where you can't see your fingers.

Yang An was lying on the bed, completely hiding her body in the thin quilt.

He stretched out his hand slowly, trying not to make a sound, and then touched a lump of soft stuff under the pillow, only then did he feel a little more at ease.

Under the pillow was a red cloth the size of a fist, inside which was wrapped a small amount of incense ash, and a faint rosin could still be smelled.

In recent days, many ordinary people in the town have been promoting this method, which is said to be able to resist the demons that often appear at night during this time.

Just go to the White Buddha Temple to the north of the town to offer incense, ask for a rub of incense ash, take it home, wrap it in a red cloth and put it under the pillow.

Even if a monster enters the house, it can be kept safe from being discovered.

It's just that it's not easy to ask for this small rubbing of incense ash.

The monks of the White Buddha Temple set the price on the ground, and the incense price needs at least [-] copper coins to start, in order to get a small amount of incense ash the size of a thumb.

For this reason, Yang Eucalyptus was in great pain.

He had just transmigrated to this world not long ago, and the original owner of this body was relatively poor, not to mention his family was destitute, but he could barely maintain food and clothing. Thirty cents was not a small sum for him.

But when he thought that compared with his own life, money was after all only a possession outside his body, and he didn't want to belch like this after only a few days since he came to this world, so he had to obediently pay for it.

I just hope that the incense ash works as well as the people in the town say.

When he first came to this world, Yang An was very skeptical of the rumors about demons at first, thinking that they might all be rumors fabricated by people.

It was only after these days that he gradually accepted the memory of the original owner of this body that he finally understood how terrifying this world really is.

In the past, a dynasty fell apart, wars were everywhere, and the people were in dire straits.

Afterwards, there are monsters to make chaos in the world, emerging one after another, choosing people and devouring them.

The poor people who are already in dire straits, coupled with the continuous disaster years, are already in great pain.

In this general environment, even in a small Jiunan Town, far away from the flames of war everywhere, people's faces were cast with a thick shadow of despair.

Recently, it has been rumored that a man-eating monster appeared in Jiunan Town, and then one night ten days ago, there were a few more dead bodies in the town for no reason.

One of the deceased was within a hundred steps of Yang An's house.

Yang An followed the others to take a look, and almost vomited out on the spot, and didn't eat for two days.

In the next few days, from time to time, I could hear rumors about which family disappeared and who disappeared, but Yang An never went to join in the fun.

Looking at this scene, everyone knows that there are demons making trouble, and it cannot be faked.

In today's chaotic world, Neng'an can't live in peace for a while, even Jiunan Town has demons, not to mention other places, you can't escape.

For this reason, the wealthy merchants in the town paid a lot of money to invite monks from the White Buddha Temple to guard the gate.

People who have no money can only find other ways to survive, and finally set their sights on the White Buddha Temple, exchanging money for some incense ash, in order to get temporary shelter.

Yang An had no choice but to follow Daliu to buy some incense ashes, and at the same time prayed in his heart that those monsters would never come to him.

After a long and busy life in his previous life, God gave him another chance.

He really didn't want to waste his hard-won second life so quickly.

But speaking of the existence of monsters in this world, it reminded Yang An of something in the memory of his predecessor.

It was a fragment of a scripture handed down from his ancestors. According to his father, it recorded a kind of fairy magic, and it was buried in the soil under the water tank.

But his father warned him when he was dying that he must not take it out unless it is a critical moment of life or death, otherwise it will lead to disaster.

For his father's last words, his predecessor has always believed in them, so he has never been curious about them.

Now that Yang An is here, he is different.

From the knowledge of the previous life, in this terrible world, if there are monsters, there must be gods and gods, and no matter how bad it is, there will be characters with powerful force values.

It's just that he didn't understand that there was such a good thing in the family, and his predecessor's father warned him not to touch it when he was dying.

That's fairy magic.

Yang An has never seen what the legendary fairy magic is like.

Why exactly?
Just when Yang An was thinking about this question, a shrill scream suddenly came from the street outside the house.

It seemed to be a woman's voice, screaming desperately, especially loud in this silent night.

But the sound only lasted less than a breath, and it stopped abruptly, and the surroundings fell into a strange silence again.

Hiding in the quilt, Yang An's body trembled suddenly, and he couldn't help but tighten the quilt with his hands.

Here comes a monster!
At this moment, his breathing couldn't help but be rapid, and at the same time, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated due to nervousness.

The place where the sound came from seemed to be very close to him, which made him worry about his own safety, and also made him a little flustered.

What if the monster came to the door?
Is the incense ash from the White Buddha Temple useful?
What if it doesn't work?
Many thoughts kept flashing in Yang An's mind, and at the same time made him extremely nervous, even the air in the quilt seemed to become extremely hot.

After a while, there was still silence outside, as if nothing had happened.

After those few screams, everything seemed to be calm again.

But Yang An didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all, there was a lot of sweat on his forehead, he was a little unbearably hot, and his consciousness seemed to become a little confused.

A while passed.

Just as Yang An was in a daze, there seemed to be a very light footsteps sounding in the house, slowly, from far to near.

It seemed that something had entered his house!

But at this time, Yang An was completely unable to concentrate, only felt that his mind was getting more and more dizzy, his body was weak, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

He just felt that something had moved closer to the bed.

And then.

He lost consciousness completely.

……

I don't know how long has passed.

When Yang An opened his eyes, he gently lifted the quilt, only to find that it was already bright outside the house.

White light shines in through the doors, windows and gaps, the room is bright, and tiny dust floats in the air clearly.

"I... fell asleep last night?"

He rubbed his eyes, lifted the quilt, and checked his body.

In good condition.

Yang An suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

Recalling that before he lost consciousness in the middle of the night last night, he obviously felt something approaching his bedside.

Is it a hallucination?
Hiding under the quilt, the air is not circulating, and hallucinations are caused by lack of oxygen?

It seems to be reasonable.

As long as it's okay.

In the end, Yang An didn't take what happened last night to heart.

Rubbing his eyes, he became much more awake. Yang An turned around and folded the quilt, then opened the pillow, and the red cloth bag wrapped in incense ash was still there.

He decided to keep this thing on his body, no matter it's the value of this thing, or for peace of mind, he can't let it go randomly.

But just when he reached out to grab the red cloth bag and was about to pick it up.

His hands are not yet strong.

The red cloth wrapped with incense ash, together with the incense ash in it, could be seen by the naked eye to suddenly turn into black ashes, ran out from between his fingers, and spilled onto the bed.

Yang An was dumbfounded.

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