Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Swoosh!

Han Yi quickly bent down, making a slight sound of breaking through the air.

"Huh..."

He exhaled. There was nothing under the bed, clean and tidy. I guess there should be a special servant who comes to clean it every day.

"Maybe it's the cold weather, the wind outside..."

Han Yi thought to himself. It's late autumn now, and the sudden drop in temperature is just normal.

It's late at night, don't scare yourself!

Besides, there are rows of sheds next to him. Although those sheds are simple, there are dozens of outer disciples resting in them.

Han Yi shook his head, took some high-calorie food at random, and continued to check the outer disciples' registration book.

It was already dawn, and the first light of dawn had appeared in the east. But its domain is still limited to the eaves, treetops, mountain tops and other protruding places. The dew on the grass on both sides of the mountain road has not dried yet, and the cool green grass smell mixed with the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance seems to wake you up from a long dream.

Han Yi got up with a yawn. During the day, it was Cai Yu's time, and he could go to rest.

But today, he may not have time to rest...

"Brother Han, you are late, Xiao He, he, he has already..."

"What, let me see first!"

In Yuqingfang, a house near the black market, in a small courtyard, Han Yi walked quickly to the main house, followed by a half-grown boy, who was Aqiu.

However, Aqiu's eyes were red now, as if he had lost his spirit and was no longer as smart as before.

After Han Yi's several teachings, coupled with sufficient food, and starting to practice martial arts, Aqiu has grown rapidly in recent months and has already looked like a little adult.

Especially after he beat up the beggars on a nearby street, he had gone from being a beaten little beggar to a beggar leader. He gathered a lot of little beggars and monopolized some businesses such as dumping night incense and cleaning up garbage. Although he was not rich, he was comparable to the general civilian class.

So, when he learned that Han Yi was guarding the black market, he bought a cheap house near the black market and brought Xiao He with him.

Bang!

Han Yi strode to the door and opened the wooden door with force.

The door was opened, but there was no sound inside.

The room was filled with an unpleasant odor, as if dead pork was rotting.

"Xiao He!" he said.

The man on the bed did not move, curled up, and huddled up. Although Han Yi had heard the news from A Qiu a long time ago, he still had some suspicion in his heart.

He walked over and stretched out his hand to pull Xiao He on the bed over to take a look.

A pale, skinny, and fleshless face appeared in front of him.

The two eyeballs on Xiao He's face shrank, without moisture, and looked particularly hollow and scary.

Most importantly, there were countless tiny black bugs crawling in Xiao He's nostrils, and there were also many black bugs drilling in and out of his ears and open mouth!

Although in Han Yi's vision, the values ​​of these bugs were all "0~1", but this scene was extremely terrifying.

Han Yi's scalp was numb, and he quickly stepped back and ran out of the house.

"Aqiu, how long has Xiao He been dead?" He gasped a few times and asked in confusion. Looking at Xiao He, it was no different from having been dead for a long time.

"No, not long ago..."

"Since I brought him to live in the city, Xiaohe has been eating well and sleeping well. He has recovered a lot. At that time, he and I thought he had completely recovered........

"Two days ago, I had something to do and had to leave for several days, so I prepared a lot of food and drink for Xiaohe. Who knew that after I came back, he would become like this..."

Aqiu wiped her tears and sobbed, as if regretting her negligence.

"Hey, don't be sad, this is fate..."

Han Yi patted Aqiu on the shoulder and comforted him.

"I know, I, Aqiu, have seen dead people before... But, but, I can't accept Xiaohe's death. How could a healthy person die of a cold..."

"This..."

Han Yi didn't know what to say. He helped Aqiu deal with Xiaohe's funeral and left in a hurry.

"Gu Shen Cult"! '

"It seems that I really should find an opportunity to meet you! ’

However, on the way out, Han Yi’s mind was full of thoughts, and he was filled with murderous aura.

The breakthrough of his own strength, the death of people around him, and the rampant "Valley God Cult" made Han Yi determined.

"Hehehe, take the money! Take the money!"

"Uncle, you have come for the third time this month, where is there any extra money in our family......."

"No money? Damn it, without money, how can we resist the crazy people of "Valley God Cult"? Do you know how bad "Valley God Cult" is? If you want a useless person like you, you are usually chopped into minced meat to feed the worms......."

In front of a loess house in Changlefang.

A strong man without eyebrows on his face was talking to an honest man in linen clothes.

"Uncle, but my family is really out of money......."

The honest man said with a sad face, but he thought to himself that it would be better to join the "Valley God Religion". It is said that you only need to drink a bowl of "talisman water" to join, and as long as you insist on recruiting people to the religion, you will be provided with food and accommodation. If it were not for his wife being pregnant and inconvenient to move, he would have taken action long ago...

"Hey, Li Laoer, you are stubborn and only remember to eat but not to be beaten, right!"

"Little ones, beat them!"

The eyebrowless man waved his hands, and the two younger brothers behind him walked up with wooden sticks with a grim smile.

"Sir, sir, don't beat me..."

A woman with a little beauty ran out of the mud house. She was a little bloated and her belly was slightly bulging. She protected her man.

"Li Laoer, I was wondering why you stayed at home all day and didn't go out. It turned out that you married a wife. Why didn't you tell us about your marriage? I'd like to give you some money!"

The eyebrowless man's eyes lit up and he laughed.

"Fang Biao, if you dare to touch my wife, I, I will fight you to the death!!"

Li Laoer obviously knew the moral character of Fang Biao and his group, and shouted.

"Hehe, Li Laoer, you want to fight me to the death?"

Fang Biao said with a smile, and then he changed the subject: "Tie him up for me!"

"Let's go, let's go and have some fun together!"

After tying up Li Laoer, Fang Biao waved his hand and called his younger brothers.

"Hehe, Brother Fang is still awesome!"

"Yeah, hehehe..."

His two younger brothers laughed lewdly.

"Wife, go quickly, go to Taoist Jiang Xiu!"

Li Laoer shouted desperately, but he was just an ordinary person, how could he resist the warriors? He could only watch Fang Biao and the other two, laughing lewdly, and walk towards his wife in the corner.

"Quick, quick, run..."

Li Laoer's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he closed his eyes in pain, two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, what could he do?

Crack!

A crisp sound came, and his wife suddenly shouted, but it was just a cry full of surprise.

Crash!

A large handful of unpleasant smelling liquid fell on Li Laoer's face, and he subconsciously opened his eyes.

A man with a dark face, a mighty figure, and a stylus in his hand stood on Fang Biao.

As for Fang Biao's two followers, their bodies had already twisted into a strange angle, and they died on the spot without even screaming.

"Black-faced judge!?"

Li Laoer shouted again, but this time his voice was full of joy.

He had heard from the storyteller who set up a stall that a black-faced judge had come to Anyan City. The storyteller said, 'The black-faced judge has a dark face, a mighty figure, and a stylus in his hand. Although his face is dark, he is the most iron-faced and selfless, and he specializes in killing people who have done many evil things; although he is cruel, he hates evil the most, and only punishes evil and promotes good! ’

A few days ago, Li Laoer had heard some gossip that many people in Changningfang had witnessed the appearance of the Black-faced Judge, but he only regarded it as gossip, but now, but now...

At this critical moment, he was saved by the Black-faced Judge!

If I can be safe this time, my family must set up a longevity tablet for the Black-faced Judge!

Li Laoer prayed secretly in his heart.

"You, are you the Black-faced Judge?"

"Yes, what's the matter..."

Fang Biao, who was stepped on by Han Yi, trembled like a sieve, and no longer had the arrogance just now.

"It's nothing, you just need to answer a few questions for me..."

"As long as you explain it truthfully, I will let you go..." Han Yi said in a gentle tone, showing Fang Biao a smile that he thought was kind.

"Dear Black-faced Judge, you can't let him go..." Li Laoer and his wife hugged each other tightly and prayed in a low voice.

Although Han Yi heard it, he ignored it. He had his own ideas.

But in Fang Biao's eyes, Han Yi's dark face, with a row of white teeth, looked like a beast that wanted to eat people, which was frightening.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the two younger brothers who were twisted into a pretzel, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva from his mouth with difficulty.

This time, he said with a sad face: "Sir, please ask..."

"Um... "Valley God Religion", what do you know..."

"Okay, you can go..."

Although he was not very satisfied with Fang Biao's answer, Han Yi remained calm. He had already speculated about this situation, so he was not surprised.