I have a volume of demons

Chapter 27 The Curse of the Monster
Nothing happened on the way to send Wang Jinxuan home, and the two of them didn't communicate too much. After parting at the back door of the Sheriff's Mansion, Lin Yi still took a quick tour of the city.

He was given a patrol mission, and if he didn't go on patrol, if there were ghosts or bandits hurting people at night, he would be responsible.

As for whether he will meet that revealing witch again, Ji Dong is not very worried.

As long as he runs fast enough, the witch can't catch up with him.

For the other little guys, he can kill one of them.

"This is armed with a sharp weapon and ready to kill. If I didn't have a cultivation level when I first came here, I'm afraid I would really have to join a cult."

Thinking back on what happened in the alley before, Ji Dong couldn't help sighing with emotion.

He didn't regret killing people at all, he was just glad that he had the strength to kill people.

He is very glad that he can live again with another identity after his death. This is God's favor for him, and it also gave him another chance.

Therefore, he will never show mercy to anyone who threatens his life.

"We must find a way to eradicate the Jingtian Sect. I may not be able to do it with my own strength. I have to find a reliable ally."

The first person that popped up in Ji Dong's mind was Guan Buping. However, although Guan Buping had a great enmity with the Jingtian Sect, he didn't know what happened to him. Heavenly religion has limited usefulness.

What still needs to be cracked down on are the official and orthodox sects.

All these have to find a way to get in touch with one or two, which is what he must do to understand the world.

"Let's read the book given by Brother Guan first!"

Ji Dong originally wanted to go home and watch it, but unexpectedly encountered an attack on the way, and picked up a heroine who gave her head away, so it was not good to read Secretary Jing Ye's secret record in front of her, and this delay has come to the present.

It's okay to look at it with a little moonlight, anyway, he can see it.

The first page is the preface, and there are not many hard-to-recognize traditional characters. Lin Yi can read it with ease, and the first page talks about what Lin Yi cares about.

"The story of Fujing night has a long history. The ancestors obeyed the weather, rising and falling day and night, but the evil spirits were different, and the nuisance was repeated. They sent the strong men of the clan to watch the night with fire to guard the peace of a place.

After Yanhuang came out and Yao and Shun succeeded, until King Wu of Zhou, Fang got the name of Jingye, established the country for 8000 years, beheaded tens of thousands of demon heads, the country was destroyed and the city was destroyed, and the demons reappeared.Emperor Qin controlled the Nine Tripods to rule the world, established Jing Yesi, Han inherited the Qin system, and the Wei and Jin Dynasties were not easy, until today. "

As a liberal arts student, it is not difficult for Lin Yi to understand this passage of classical Chinese. This passage is about the origin of Jingyesi. The ancestors probably refer to the ancient tribal era. At that time, there was this tradition of night watchmen. He has always followed Yanhuang Yaoshun, but it was not until the time of King Wu of Zhou that he was called Jingye Zhe.

But the following four words "8000 years" made Lin Yi numb.

8000 years?
In history, Zhou was only 800 years old, and here it directly doubled by ten times.

Is this still his original world?

Ji Dong fell into deep doubts.

Yan, Huang, Yao and Shun, Zhou Wu, Qin, Han, Wei and Jin are all right, but the time is a bit wrong.

Is it a parallel world, or did the archaeologists make a mistake, or did the person who wrote this record make a mistake?
Lin Yi was so full of thoughts that he even forgot to look for the road, only to hear a crisp sound of "boom", his head was buzzing, as if he had hit a pillar.

Where are the iron pillars on the road?

Ji Dong looked up and met a pair of dull eyes.

What he hit was not a pillar, but a person, and a woman.

She was wearing a white skirt and a veil on her face, but her body was covered with talismans.

If it weren't for her eyes blinking once or twice, Ji Dong would have felt that he might have encountered a corpse chased away by a corpse chaser.

Ji Dong rubbed his head. Are all the girls with such tight heads nowadays?
"Sorry, I was thinking about something and didn't see you."

Before Ji Dong could speak, the woman in white apologized first, her voice was soft and ethereal, more ghost-like than He Dong's.

Ji Dong didn't dare to provoke such a strange person. Seeing that she was quite polite, he quickly said, "I didn't watch the way, so I can't blame the girl."

As he spoke, he stepped aside and motioned for the other party to go first.

The girl walked away step by step like a puppet.

"This talisman makes me panic when I look at it..."

Based on the principle of never looking for trouble when nothing happens, Ji Dong hurriedly left. Anyway, there was no response from the Demon Subduing Book. This kind of weird person often represents trouble, so it's better to stay away from her.

Originally, Ji Dong wanted to continue to turn around again, after all, the night watchman had to patrol all night, but after watching "8000 Years of the Great Week", he lost his mood.

He wanted to go home and read a book, or ask He Dong.

That's right, why don't you ask the thousand-year-old ghost?She has lived a long time and must know a lot.This is the living history!
Thinking of this, Lin Yi didn't bother to watch the night, and hurried back home, but he didn't see any trace of He Dong. Looking at the corner of the house, the jar was gone.

Did you go to the grass room?

Ji Dong thought it should be like this.

Xiaocao might be sleeping now, but Ji Dong felt that if he held it in until dawn, he might be able to suffocate himself.

"By the way, I happen to have two buns in my arms, which can be used as supper for Xiaocao."

It was only now that Ji Dong thought about the matter of Wowotou, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

He is used to being alone, and now he has to take care of one more person, and he hasn't adjusted to it for a while.

Xiaocao was probably starving, so I just asked her to get up and eat something.

But the two buns were still too shabby, Ji Dong thought about it, and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Although no one in the family eats all year round, they have done a good job in the details. There is rice in the jar, and every meal time, there will be smoke from the cooking.Outside the city, the two of them still have a few acres of Susukida and a few vegetable plots, which they leased out to farmers according to market conditions. They can send some fresh vegetables every seven days to pay for grain, and occasionally He Dong would go to the market to buy some fish.

Since He Dong's culinary skills are destructive, these things are always pretending to be a waste of food.

It can be regarded as Ji Dong's luck. He Dong went out to buy pork today, and the winter melon and radishes on the ground looked fresh and juicy.

"This radish can be used as dried radish, don't let her waste it."

Thinking that all the people in the village can cook a good meal with the efforts of the whole village, Lin Yi can't accept the waste in his own family now, and he feels too guilty.

Picking out the radish and putting it aside, Ji Dong cut a small piece of wax gourd, peeled it and cut it into several pieces, and cut it in a row.

Then wash the meat, separate the fat and thin slices, and take a few slices of lean meat and cut them into minced meat, and then cut some shredded ginger and scallions. The preparation work is almost done.

Lit the firewood under the stove, Lin Yi cleaned the iron pan, and put the sliced ​​meat in it.

The smell of pork in this era is a bit strong, so Lin Yi prepared ginger and garlic to remove the smell. Under the fire, the aroma slowly rose and drifted in all directions with the evening wind.

The girl covered in spells tore off a section of her blood-stained skirt, and took another step like a puppet.

But at a fork in the road, her nose suddenly moved, and her steps naturally turned in the same direction...

(End of this chapter)