Raising the Demon

Chapter 17
Zi Baifeng recruited "Heavenly Soldiers" because there was no one around him who could use them, and then he ordered the Heavenly Soldiers to take Sigou away, but he didn't say where to take them, so the Tianbing soldiers took Sigou to the ancestral temple.

And without Zi Baifeng's order, Tianbing didn't let go of Sigou until the aura accumulated on him dissipated and turned into a stone statue again.

The scene in front of him was really too strange.

Yan's ancestor, that majestic heavenly soldier stood on the altar, holding a long halberd in one hand, and holding Sigou's ankle in the other, hanging him upside down in the air.

The other hand of the stone statue was placed on the waist, and it was solid, but now it is holding Sigou and holding it in front of it. The solid palm seems to have grown on Sigou's ankle. , there is no gap at all.

"This... is this the ancestor's manifestation?" Yan Laowu murmured in his mouth, if the four dogs were not still hanging in front, they might have knelt down.

"Yes...it's him..." Sigou saw Zi Baifeng, and immediately yelled: "He asked the ancestors to take me away... I don't want to die, I don't want to be a soldier, I don't want to die... "

This guy probably thought that if he was hung up here, he would become a heavenly soldier if he died, but there is no such good thing, don't treat the heavenly soldier as a civil servant.

"Fifth Grandpa, save me, save me!" Seeing Zi Baifeng stare at him, the four dogs barked like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, asking Yan Lao Wu for help while barking.

Only then did Yan Laowu turn his head and look at Zi Baifeng.

"He's crazy." Zi Baifeng spread his hands, "What are you going to do, smash the arm of the stone statue?" Zi Baifeng asked.

Yan Lao Wu's complexion immediately changed: "How can the statue of the ancestor be destroyed!"

Most of the villagers believe in ghosts and gods, but they still believe in their ancestors at the root.To offend the ancestors, in fact, there are many things that are done on weekdays, but now that the ancestors have just appeared in front of them, which unworthy descendants would dare to disobey the ancestors?
"Then saw off his leg, my father's artificial leg made of wood is quite useful!" Zi Baifeng held his chin, "I can ask my father to give you a [-]% discount."

"Don't, don't!" Hearing what Zi Baifeng said, Sigou immediately howled in fright: "Master Xiucai, please speak good words to your ancestors, please let them let me go, I will never let you go!" Dare to offend you, I will pay the tax as soon as I go back, Master Xiucai! Grandpa Muramasa! Grandpa Zijia! My dear grandpa, hey!"

He is a bastard who has always bullied the weak. If he becomes crippled, how can those who were bullied by him before give him a way out?Besides, he was really scared, others just didn't understand, so he was really brought back by the statue, and then he saw how the statue changed from a living to a stone, and even saw the statue's relationship with Zibai. Listen to the rumors.

"Have you really repented?" Seeing him crying pitifully, Zi Baifeng asked.

"Repent, repent!" Sigou nodded repeatedly.

"Then what are you going to do in the future?" Zi Baifeng asked again.

"Grandpa, I will do whatever you want me to do in the future. If you tell me to go east, I won't go west. If you tell me to beat dogs, I won't chase chickens!" Sigou quickly expressed his loyalty.

"In that case, then I'll edit a book and see if this heavenly soldier and general will give me this face." Zi Baifeng said, he waved his sleeves, and said to the back: "Bring the paper!"

Everyone was at a loss, looking at him eagerly.

Zi Baifeng suddenly felt bored, this group of people really had no discernment.

It was Yan Laowu who went back and took his grandson's pen and paper, and then wiped the dust on the altar table with his sleeve - the messy footprints on the altar table made the old man startled, this is really the ancestor walking down by himself yes!

Zi Baifeng spread the paper on the table—it was a poor-quality straw paper, and the brush was worn a little bald, but it was still usable.

"Grinding ink!" Zi Baifeng stood in front of the statue solemnly, staring at the face of the statue without blinking, muttering words.The four dogs who were still howling there didn't dare to make a sound, they covered their heads and sucked like a dying fish.

Yan Laowu looked around, and saw that everyone was hiding far away, and could only rub the ink clumsily.

The inferior ink melted in the inkstone, and when Zi Baifeng felt that it was almost done, he pulled his robe sleeve with one hand and held a bald pen in the other. After absorbing the thick ink, he swiped the pen, and the four lines of poems he had just written suddenly reappeared. Jump off the paper.

In fact, Zi Baifeng was quite worried about one thing at this time, and that was whether his formula of raising demons could be passed on through pen and paper.

As his handwriting spread, spiritual energy poured into the paper, and Zi Baifeng could see with his naked eyes that the top of the paper was filled with spiritual energy.This is inferior straw paper, with limited carrying capacity, and the light is flickering, as if it will explode in the next second.

Zi Baifeng didn't dare to neglect, he closed the pen with his right hand, an ink mark ran through the whole paper like a knife mark, then suddenly grabbed the straw paper with his left hand, swung it forward, the straw paper floated in the wind, and flew straight to the statue.

After hitting the statue, the straw paper finally couldn't bear the spiritual energy in the ink marks, and made a loud explosion, turning into pieces of burning paper and flying out.

Zi Baifeng opened his eyes wide, he himself did not expect such a thing to happen.

The spiritual energy in the paper escaped and was directly absorbed by the stone statue. The stone statue made a rattling sound, and then, amidst the exclamation of everyone, it actually moved.

"Shenjun!" Zi Baifeng clasped his fists together, "Although the four dogs offended me, they have been punished after all, please spare his life!"

This sentence is too polite, the IQ of the stone statue is obviously not enough, the eyes carved out of the stone stared blankly at Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng quickly lowered his voice and said, "Let go!"

As soon as the stone statue let go, the four dogs fell headfirst and fell to the ground with a bang, but he didn't care about being hung upside down in the middle of the night, so he got up quickly and kowtowed like garlic: "Thank you ancestor for not killing!"

"Thank you Shenjun!" Zi Baifeng clasped his fists again, "Please also ask Shenjun to drive back!"

Knowing that the god's IQ is not enough, Zi Baifeng said in a low voice: "Change back..."

When the four dogs raised their heads, they found that the god had changed back to the original majestic posture with one hand holding a halberd and one hand on his hip. Everything before was like a dream.

Zi Baifeng turned around and was taken aback.

From the inside to the outside of the house, there was a mass of kneeling people, and a curious child looked up curiously, and then was pushed to the ground by the adults in the family, holding his head and crying for pain.

"The ancestor has appeared! The ancestor has taken care of our descendants of the Yan family, and he has appeared!" A loud cry came from nowhere.

Yan Laowu also knelt beside him, but half of his eyes were on Zi Baifeng.

This old man is not deaf and blind, and Zi Baifeng's small movements cannot escape his eyes and ears, but he is still in shock now, although he knows that this matter has something to do with Zi Baifeng, but...

Who has never said that Zi Baifeng is actually a fairy?

"It's none of my business here..." Anyway, it's not the ancestors of their Zi family, and it's not Zi Baifeng's turn to kneel down. Lu, when passing by Xiao Shitou, he even kicked him, and then escaped. It is better to leave the scene as soon as possible at such a time.

When he went outside, he saw his father waiting alone under a tree, and saw Zi Baifeng coming out, so he worried: "What happened, did you say that your ancestors showed signs of life?"

How dare Zi Baifeng talk nonsense, when the time comes when his father calls out a "monster", he will not be beaten to death by the passionate Yan family members.

However, sooner or later the father will know... Zi Baifeng felt a big headache, and after talking about the inside things, the father looked at his son with suspicious eyes again.

"Why do you look at me like that? I've read some books about legends and ghosts before, and the people on it are all doing the same thing when they invite the heavenly soldiers. I'm just following the example..."

"It would be great if the ancestors of our Zi family could manifest spirits back then..." Zi Jian didn't ask any more questions, but recalled the flood that made them homeless back then.

After this toss, Zi Baifeng didn't want to go to bed anymore, and went directly to the private school, while his father went back to make breakfast, and said that he would help Zi Baifeng bring it over later.

Zi Baifeng came to his study and sat there, frowning in thought.

Zi Baifeng has only a half-knowledge of the ability of his own monster-raising formula, and what he did today was just a mistake, and he doesn't know how his own monster-raising formula works.

He didn't expect that paper could really convey the effect of "unification", otherwise, the performance would be ruined, and he might have to go up and write on Tianbing again.

So he decided to do an experiment.

He found straw paper, divided it into several pieces the size of a palm, and then picked up a pen to mark a stroke on the first piece of paper, which was a word.

In the unitary ink marks, this first stroke is the beginning of the creation of the world, and the spiritual energy contained in it has penetrated into it, and it will not disperse for a long time.

Then, Zi Baifeng wrote two characters on the second piece of paper.Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... After writing this string, almost every stroke is more than the previous strokes.

There is no change in these few sheets of paper, obviously a single word is still contained in the straw paper.

It’s just that the straw paper itself has no spirituality. Zibaifeng’s unification is just a means of infusing spirituality and spiritual power, and it does not change the power of the paper itself. It’s like sprinkling seeds. Whether they can germinate depends on the soil. .However, the straw paper couldn't hold its strength, and after a while, the aura and spirituality dissipated in the air.

After thinking about it, Zi Baifeng balled up the few pieces of paper and threw them aside, took out another piece of paper, took a deep breath, and wrote a big "dragon" on it.

This stroke is like flying into the heavens.

As soon as Zi Baifeng finished writing, he saw the dragon characters on the paper light up. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew straight at Zi Baifeng's face. Zi Baifeng staggered back, and the withered yellow straw paper curled up. , suddenly turned into a dragon, and flew out of the window shaking its head and tail.

Clouds from dragons, wind from tigers, a puff of smoke drifted over from nowhere, and enveloped the paper dragon, as if the dragon was about to ascend to heaven and attain enlightenment.

But in the next second, the paper dragon exploded in the air with a bang, turning into a burning rain of fire, and burned up before it hit the ground.

(End of this chapter)