I, Wang Ha, the Assassin of Three Red Warriors

"Listen, the sound of your death knell is echoing in the air..."

The sound of the evening bell traveled from far to near, and the invisible sound waves penetrated and pushed away the clouds in the sky, carrying the power of death and the most direct impact on the soul.

When the lingering sound of the first evening bell completely dissipated, an unknown number of low-level monsters were sent to the other side where the mandala flowers were blooming, and there was no room for resistance.

The cat demon and Penglai Shanhuiye stared blankly at what happened in front of them, unable to recover from this huge incomparable reversal.

Mount Penglai Kaguya only felt that his field of vision suddenly changed, and the next moment he was led by the old man of the mountain to appear in the group of middle and high-level monsters.

Holding Mount Penglai Kaguya in his arms, the old man of the mountain swung the pitch-black sword with one hand and turned on the unparalleled mowing mode, killing the monster army seven times in and seven out, and beheaded the remaining hundreds of monsters one by one. .

Penglai Shan Huiye went from panic and fear at the beginning to being extremely calm later, and finally was so sleepy that he wanted to doze off. He felt that he should not have to be afraid of being bullied on the ground in his life. It's even harder.

"Suzuki Bamboo? Whatever, I don't care too much."

But the cat demon, who was playing soy sauce all the time, felt that the demon temple that he had managed to protect for hundreds of years had been completely broken to the point where it could not be put together at all.

She looked numbly at the mountain spider that exploded with all its strength, and even slashed its strength and burned its demon essence to forcefully explode with super-standard combat power. The mountain spider was beheaded with a single knife, and it was easily killed like chopping wood. up.

"Humans, when did human beings have such a powerful existence? Even the big monsters are not an all-in-one enemy, this, this is too outrageous..."

After chopping melons and vegetables, he wiped out an unparalleled army of monsters that could attract the whole country to prepare for war. The mountain man once again stood with his sword and raised his head slightly to look at the sunset that was gradually setting in the west.

"This is not obtained by combat power, but by destiny."

Chapter 95 The Cat Demon Crimson Ju

From the sound of the evening bell to the sigh of the old man leaning on his sword, the killing time is only a cup of tea, which is a little longer than warming a cup of wine.

After all, the monsters that were not taken away by Wan Zhong Yibo were all beheaded by the mountain man and sent to the other side with a sword, instead of sweeping across the area with his sword energy.

Because the mountain man who completely wiped out the surrounding monsters decades ago has not exercised much for a long time.

Therefore, after an assassination with his big sword that he took advantage of today, he was naturally very happy.

"Why does this bell sound familiar? It seems that it has been heard somewhere before?"

Penglai Shanhui, who had been lying in the arms of the old man of the mountain, recalled distressedly, and wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, as if he was not used to the strong smell of blood in the air.

Although she had already smelled the smell of her own blood when she was executed countless times in the Moon Capital, there was still a big difference between human blood and animal blood.

"It's over. Sure enough, this is a world where only the strong can survive, but it's also a world where the leftover is king."

Seeing that the old man of the mountain settled the battle in a flash, the cat demon suddenly remembered what the mountain spider had said to him not long ago, but the corpse of this once mighty demon king is now completely cold.

I can only sigh slightly in my heart, the world is impermanent.

The cat demon thought in this way, just about to calm down his surging demon power, but found that his power was out of control and ran away.

"This is, what's going on here? Guangdu's seal, yes, I just..."

"That's right, I was the one who willingly fell into the devil's incarnation as an evil Shura ghost. However, although my great revenge has been avenged, it's too late!!"

The desire to kill, fight, and yearn for blood has occupied her brain, and the evil spirit that has been suppressed for countless years in her heart is gradually eroding the remaining sanity of the cat demon.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

The cat demon's sudden howl caught the attention of Shan Zhiweng and Penglai Shanhuiye, and they turned their heads to look sideways behind them.

I saw that the cat demon, which was filled with black and red sinister aura, was pale and painful, his eyes gradually clouded and lost their light, the claws on both hands became more prominent and sharp, and the whole demon exuded a wild and violent murderous aura.

The old man on the mountain dodged to avoid the attack of the cat monster, and the cat monster jumped out and landed on the branch of the big tree, looking down at the old man on the mountain.

"Can't suppress the nature of monsters because of the death of the owner? From a domestic cat to a wild cat, the aggressiveness is much stronger."

The old man of the mountain quietly looked at the cat demon who was squatting on the branch and sticking out his little tongue to lick the palm of his hand, and meowing from time to time. There was no lingering sound of the evening bell in his ears.

"Forget it, since you kindly reminded me of a monster attack before, I will help you once!"

The cat demon, who had just finished licking his wound and was about to attack again, suddenly trembled, his white ears and tail stood up high, as if he had sensed something with his bestial intuition.

Sure enough, accompanied by the faint blue ghost fire, the old man of the mountain who was standing on the ground just now appeared behind her without a sound, and raised the blood-stained pitch-black sword of death in his hand. .

"Desire for the nature of a demon? Stupid! Sue the angel!!!"

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night.

A bonfire burned in the courtyard of the bamboo house, illuminating the small courtyard.

Suzuki Bamboo, also known as Mount Kaguya Penglai, is lying in a bamboo cradle and looking boredly at the roof of the bamboo house. The cradle was bought by the man of the mountain from the village at the foot of the mountain and is woven by hand.

The old man of the mountain who just went to the river brought back five fat fish whose fate had come to an end. At this time, he was stringing the dissected fish with thin bamboo and putting them on the bonfire.

Although the old man of the mountain who has lived for four generations has the experience of cooking by himself, he can only make some simple food with ready-made ingredients. Otherwise, he would not have chosen to summon Sebastian and Qi at the Matou house first. Yale is gone.

Moreover, the old man of the mountain who has long been separated from material comforts doesn't care much about the taste of the food, as long as he can eat it.

The cat demon lying on the floor of the bamboo house shrugged its small nose in a coma, as if smelling the aroma of grilled fish, its eyelids trembled slightly and slowly opened it to wake up.

"Are you awake?"

The old man of the mountain noticed the movement in the bamboo house, and the dark fire flickered, and he appeared in front of the cat demon in an instant.

"My lord, this is..."

Sitting up from the ground, the cat demon raised his hand to cover his aching forehead. He looked at the state of his hair that had changed from white to black, and there was doubt in his eyes.

"It's just killing the brutality and animal instincts in your monster inheritance. From now on, you don't need to worry about it."

After a brief explanation, the old man of the mountain didn't care whether the cat demon understood what the concept of instant death meant, and asked again:

"My name is Suzuki Satoru, what is your name? And why are you being chased by demons?"

"Sir, the little demon's name is Feiju, and he is a cat demon who has just been promoted to a big monster. By the way, where is Xiaoguang? Where is Xiaoguang?"

The cat demon named Feiju just said a few words before jumping up suddenly, looking around as if looking for something, with a rather anxious expression.

The old man of the mountain stood in the way of Fei Ju who was about to run out to return to the battlefield when he met the devil, his blue eyes shone with a captivating light, and his whole body exuded an unacceptable and disobedient majesty.

"Xiaoguang? It's the female corpse you carried on your back. It's placed in the northwest corner of this courtyard. After answering my question, you can go to bury your deceased master."

Fei Ju became quiet after hearing the words of the old man of the mountain. She was not blackened at this time, she was thinking rationally, knowing that her strength could not be compared with the other party, and she was completely honest.

"My master Tian Heguang and I followed a team of onmyojis into the deep mountains in the name of the emperor to search for precious medicinal materials, but we accidentally broke into the territory of the spiders on Yaowang Mountain..."

The old man of the mountain silently listened to Feiju's story, and after he made it clear that the monster army's attack was just an accident, and there was no need to worry about it, he felt dull. He waved his hand to signal that Feiju could move freely, and then went back to continue grilling fish .

In the northwest corner of the courtyard, Feiju found the body of his late master Tianheguang.

She carried it on her back and found a secluded place in the bamboo forest, buried it and erected a monument, knelt and sat in front of the tomb for a long time, telling and recalling all kinds of past events.

Feiju, who has become a big monster, has naturally lived for a long time, and the dead Tianhe Guang can be regarded as the one who accompanied and cared for her since she was a child.

From the baby who fell to the ground, to the toddler who was babbling, to the girl in the cardamom age, and finally the gray-haired old woman.

In just six or seventy years, it is a lifetime for humans, but it is just a fleeting moment for demons.

Although Feiju, as a shikigami, has been driven by several generations of Tianhe family heads, Tianheguang has a different meaning among them, and holds a lot more weight in her heart.

This is not only because the other party was raised by Feiju, but also because Tian Heguang has never regarded her as a tool and weapon in battle, but as a sister and companion who can be relied on and trusted.

This is very rare in this era when humans and demons are enemies of each other, and they will kill you to the death at every turn.

Kaguya Horaiyama felt that she was so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore. After she found that waving her hands could not attract the attention of the mountain man, the little girl's mouth dropped and she started crying loudly.

It's a pity that the fourth king of the mountain is single and has no children, and he doesn't know much about parenting and health care. Penglai Shan Huiye, who stands in front of the cradle and stares at him crying, doesn't know how to deal with it.

Horaishan Kaguya felt bitter in his heart, babbling and trying to express himself, but the man of the mountain couldn't understand the random sign language.

Two people, one big and one small, could only stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

It wasn't until Feiju returned to the bamboo house after consoling the spirit of his former master that he was in heaven. He blinked his eyes when he saw the scene in front of him and asked cautiously:

"Master Suzuki Satoru, this child is probably hungry?"

Chapter 96 The Story That Begins Here

Late at night, the moon and stars are rare.

In the bamboo house with the oil lamp lit, the old man of the mountain sat silently on a chair, watching Feiju squatting next to the cradle, holding a bowl of steaming milky white fish soup in his hand, and carefully blowing it cool by the spoonful. Finally, he slowly fed it to Horaishan Kaguya, who was waiting for food.

Originally, he didn't know why Suzuki Bamboo was crying, but after being reminded by Feiju, who has experience in raising children, he realized that he had never fed the baby girl since he discovered the baby girl in the afternoon.

Then, all kinds of headaches followed one after another, making the old man of the mountain feel a little inexplicably dizzy for the first time.

The most important thing is that he doesn't know what to eat for Penglai Shan Huiye, the existing grilled fish is definitely not good.

And in this backward and poor ancient times where there were no supermarkets, there was no place to buy convenient and easy-to-use milk powder.

Otherwise, with Penglai Shan Huiye's powerful physique, the old man of the mountain felt that even feeding Sanlu directly would not be a problem.

Compared with the extremely powerful country on the other side of the sea, the eastern country on the island is even more deficient in supplies, and has nothing left.

The small village at the foot of the mountain didn't even have a farm cow, and only the noble families in Heianjing could raise four or five cows that could produce milk.

"Or, just kill the child's hunger. This is the easiest and quickest way."

"After killing hunger, you won't cry because of hunger, but you can't do without food..."

The old man of the mountain stared at Mount Penglai, frowning and thinking, his expression fell into Feiju's eyes, and the girl guessed some reason. She wanted to repay her kindness, and after thinking about it, she volunteered to take care of Mount Huiye of Penglai. .

The helpless Shanzhiweng agreed without much hesitation, and then watched Feiju run to catch two fishes and come back. After a few cuts, he set up a pot and started cooking soup.

And Penglai Shan Huiye, who hadn't eaten for many years, just wanted to taste the taste of the food, and it didn't matter whether it was milk, rice soup or fish soup.

"This kid's appetite is so good that he drank the whole pot of soup. Xiaoguang was a picky eater back then, and he didn't like to eat too much. It really made me worry a lot."

After feeding the last spoonful of fish soup to Penglai Shan Huiye, Feiju stood up holding an empty bowl and said to herself, looking at the baby in the cradle with a loving smile.

"Master Suzuki Satoru, the child will get sleepy after eating, I believe he will fall asleep by himself in a while."

Fei Ju walked up to the old man of the mountain and put the empty bowl on the table, bowed slightly politely and said.

The old man of the mountain nodded to Feiju, no longer worried about how to feed Mount Huiye of Penglai.

Anyway, there are plenty of fish in the river, and in the future, two more destined ones will be used to make soup every day.

"Sit down and eat something, without drinking a drop of water all day, even the body of a monster should feel hungry."

After getting the permission of the old man of the mountain, Feiju opened the bamboo chair and sat down, grabbed a grilled fish with bright eyes, held it, and gnawed it with mouth open.

The old man on the mountain turned his head to look at the moon in the sky. There were many mosquitoes in the mountain forest in summer, but they couldn't get past the thin layer of dead air that he had set up outside the bamboo house, which was as thin as smoke.

Before he knew it, it had been decades since he came to this world, but the old man of the mountain still didn't worry much about the Hakoniwa community.

He himself is not a person who is good at management and leadership. Compared with the organizational struggle of deceitful and wasteful brain cells, the old man of the mountain prefers to directly level the guy who dares to stab with his sword.

The Hall of Heroes in the Xingyue World is already full of talents, and all kinds of talented people are as worthless as a trashy street. Throwing a brick can hit any king or emperor.

Therefore, the old man of the mountain is not worried that the Xingyue community he has worked hard to build will make a fatal mistake, that is, the next person who worked so hard to succeed him will die of overwork.

At the same time, the four-digit Outer Gate East District of the Little Garden World is within the Xingyue Community.

Gilgamesh, who was sitting in the office, was approving documents with dark circles under his eyes, and there were seven or eight piles of documents at least half a meter high on his desk.

There was a 'da da' knock on the door, and the demon chief who received Gilgamesh's reply pushed the door in, holding a stack of paper about 30 centimeters thick in his arms.

"King of Heroes, this is a new document that arrived this morning, so I put it next to you."

"Well, go out when you're done. I need a quiet environment to work hard, and remember to urge those miscellaneous cultivators not to be lazy!!"

The Chief Demon God left the office without saying a word, and after closing the door, he leaned against the wall and sighed softly.

"Miss Scathach is visiting the Halloween Queen's community again, Miss Mellie is fishing, Miss Nesselian is sleeping, Mr. Demiurge, Mr. Holmes and Professor Moriarty are competing in the gift game. Work hard..."

"Now the daily operation of the entire community really depends on you, King of Heroes."

The screen switches back to the bamboo house.

The old man of the mountain, who had returned to his thoughts, stood up, walked to the cradle of Kaguya Penglai, and stretched out his hand to tuck the corners of the blanket wrapped around his body.

Then, he glanced at Feiju who was still busy eating fish, and a low voice sounded as he stepped away.

"Since you have no intention of leaving for the time being, you should stay here first. Because your allegiance is only to one person, not to the entire Onmyoji family."

What the old man of the mountain said made Feiju's movements pause, she did not expect her plan to be seen through so quickly by the other party.

Before the injury healed, Feiju really wanted to seek the protection of the old man of the mountain first.

Originally, I thought about staying for a while without saying anything, and then expressing my intention carefully when the other party asked about it, but it seemed that it didn't need to be so troublesome.

And after that, whether to be a free and easy monster, or to find an onmyoji who is pleasing to the eye to be a shikigami, it all depends on Feiju's own ideas.