Chapter 213 The Demon on Earth Jiang Lin looked at Feng Lixiao quietly. After about half an incense stick of time, Feng Lixiao opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Lin. "Master, as you expected, I smelled some familiar aura from the memory of this evil ghost. It is indeed your old friend." Feng Lixiao emphasized the word "old friend" with a hint of teasing. "Location?" Jiang Lin nodded, not surprised at all. He was bold enough to cause trouble in Hangzhou and even set his sights on Jiang Lin. Apart from those old friends, there was no one else. “No space.” Feng Lixiao shook his head helplessly and said, "This evil ghost is just a chess piece. Although the smell is very unique, it can't touch too many things." The unique taste in the Six-Hole Sky Demon's mouth can also be understood as the existence of this evil ghost is very rare.
In other words, anything that evil spirits can create is evil to its core. Jiang Lin was not disappointed when he heard this. He just glanced at Feng Lixiao. This guy started to act naughty as they had been in contact for a long time. "Master, don't worry." Feng Lixiao bared his teeth in a smile that could end a child's life. A light spot with a hint of gray and black appeared on his pitch-black claws. This is the memory of the evil ghost, or in other words, the consciousness carried by the most fundamental spiritual essence of the soul. "There is a magic in Zhou Jue Yin Tian Palace. It is not very useful, but it can 'return to the origin'." Return to origin? Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows and after searching the Black Law inheritance, he discovered that the so-called return to the origin did not mean tracing back the soul itself to its original state, and the Six Caves Demon did not have such good intentions. This magic is as simple and crude as its name. Use demonic energy to stimulate the spirituality of the soul's original spirit, causing it to unconsciously approach its own kind in extreme pain. In other words, this is a way to follow the clues and rob a person's entire family. Very good, very direct, and in line with the style of the Six-Hole Heavenly Demon. The most evil things in the three realms naturally have corresponding means. The spirituality of the soul's origin is extremely fragile, and it will collapse with the slightest force, but in Feng Lixiao's hands, that thing is like a dough. The Six-hole Demon perfectly controlled the force and stimulation of demonic energy, allowing the origin of the soul to receive maximum stimulation and pain, while also constantly lingering on the brink of collapse. The mastery of this strength alone cannot be achieved by simply mastering the method. It requires countless times of "actual practice" to acquire this skill. "Oh..." Faintly, Jiang Lin heard the evil ghost's soul wailing miserably. The sound was barely perceptible, but the extreme pain inside was almost visible to the naked eye. After a while, the evil ghost's soul essence mixed with gray and white slowly emitted a thin thread, twisting wildly like a nematode.
Feng Lixiao glared with some dissatisfaction, and immediately retracted the demonic energy in his hand. "Ugh!!!" As the wails became more and more miserable, the nematode-like filaments suddenly became straight and pointed in a certain direction. "Dharma Master, southwest, one hundred and thirty miles." Feng Lixiao then smiled with satisfaction. This thin thread was the embodiment of return to the origin. It seemed to be only pointing out a general direction, but for the caster, Feng Lixiao, it was an extremely clear coordinate. Sure enough, weird things need to be treated with even weirder things. Jiang Lin sighed in his heart, and the corpse dog flying sword moved accordingly. 'Zheng! ' Suddenly, the sword intent surged and enveloped Jiang Lin's whole body. On his Taoist robe, the cyan gold divine pattern flashed. Feng Lixiao quietly turned into a wisp of green smoke and attached itself to the sleeve of Jiang Lin's robe, transforming into a palm-sized, three-winged pattern. The next moment, Jiang Lin turned into a beam of light and soared into the air. It is worth mentioning that if Jiang Lin flew like this in the past, there would always be some movement in his arms, and even if Xiao Qingluan was sleeping, she would turn over or something. But this time there was no movement, because the little guy did not follow Jiang Lin, but instead ran around with Liu Yunxiu every day. Without the little guy around, Jiang Lin felt a little awkward. One hundred and thirty miles, with Jiang Lin's current escape light, he arrived at the destination in just a few breaths. Jiang Lin stopped his escape, stood in mid-air on the flowing wind, and looked down at the ground. "Are you sure?" Jiang Lin frowned because the location Feng Lixiao pointed to was a village. It was not a very big village, surrounded by large tracts of fertile fields, with a small stream flowing outside the village. You can also see children playing by the creek. This is a village blessed with unique natural conditions. The villagers can live a good life by only ploughing in spring, planting in summer, harvesting in autumn and storing in winter. But such a village that looks like a paradise is actually the destination that Feng Lixiao came to following the guidance of the evil ghost aura. "Yes, Master, it is here." Feng Lixiao's firm voice sounded. Jiang Lin opened and closed his eyes, and a dark golden light burst out in his eyes. The Fengdu Dharma Eye was opened, but what he saw was still a peaceful and harmonious village, without any evil aura. "Master, there is something strange here. I can sense something... ours?" Feng Lixiao's slightly strange voice sounded in Jiang Lin's ears, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone. Homemade stuff? Hearing this, Jiang Lin frowned even deeper. After thinking for a while, he landed silently at the archway at the entrance of the village.
"Chonggu Village?" Looking at the three big characters on the archway, Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes and walked in. At the entrance of the village, there is a small stall selling tea and other things. The stall was run by an old man and a young girl about 28 years old. The girl was not very pretty, but she had a pair of bright and clear eyes, with the innocence and liveliness that only a girl can have. "Would you like to have a cup of tea?" The girl was busy with her work with her head down. When she heard footsteps, she greeted out of habit. Then, when he looked up, he saw a young Taoist who was too handsome. She couldn't help but stop looking, and her cheeks turned slightly red. "A bowl of tea. If anyone is full, you can bring some." Jiang Lin smiled and nodded, then sat down next to the table. "Okay...I'll be right there!" The girl responded somewhat stupidly, and her cheeks became even redder. She hurried to the kitchen, making tea and preparing food. "Grandpa, look..." The girl quietly tugged at her grandfather's sleeve. The confused old man raised his head and looked at the only customer in his tea stall belatedly. "What's wrong? Oh... a stranger?" The old man rubbed his eyes, trying to see more clearly, but his eyes were blurry and he really didn't know what the guest in green clothes had in mind to surprise his granddaughter. "Every now and then, there are customers passing by our stall who come to drink tea. It's not like we haven't seen this before." The old man muttered something and continued to fry his tea leaves. The girl shook her head helplessly, holding the tea and a stack of pies, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards where the Taoist in green was. "This guest... Taoist priest, please have some tea." The girl's voice was as soft as butter. Jiang Lin placed his eyes on her hands. Her slender hands had some calluses on them, showing that they were a pair of working hands. He was looking at the girl, and the girl was also looking at him. Her blushing cheeks were the most subtle but also the most direct sign of affection. Her clear eyes were staring straight at the Taoist priest in front of her. "Master, please take your time. If you have any instructions, just call me." The girl came to her senses and finally realized that her behavior was inappropriate. She turned around reluctantly holding the tray.
However, her mind was full of the young man in blue, and she stumbled and was about to fall to the ground. A steady arm supported her arm, thus avoiding a tragedy. "Be careful." Listening to the Taoist's calm voice, the girl's cheeks felt like they were burning red. She didn't even bother to apologize and ran away. It was not until she ran out of her tea stall through the back door that the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and tried to even out her breathing. She belatedly slapped her face, as if blaming herself for being so embarrassing. But... that Taoist priest is too tempting... She couldn't help swallowing and hurriedly wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeves, but she couldn't stop drooling. "It smells really good..." The girl muttered to herself, trying hard to calm herself down, and finally pretended to be calm and composed and returned to the tea stall. There was a trace of fishy and smelly saliva on the ground. In the tea stall, Jiang Lin did not touch the pie. He held the tea bowl and drank it slowly. The girl was lying on the kitchen table, seemingly taking a rest, but her eyes would occasionally glance at the figure in green with his back to her. His eyes were full of obsession. Yes, drink more, drink more. A little scarlet light gradually appeared in her eyes. She was born with a pure yang energy, without any flaws or omissions. Although she was not a cultivator, it was a good thing for her. Because this means that the Taoist priest in front of him must have been a monk from birth and has been practicing mind cultivation and chanting scriptures for more than ten years to have such a good foundation. If such a good foundation, such a strong pure Yang energy, were to be polluted by her... The girl was so excited that she almost had shaking at the thought of that scene. While the girl was waiting anxiously, the Taoist in green finally finished his bowl of tea. She quickly picked up the teapot that had been prepared beside her, walked forward quietly, and went over to refill the bowl. "Why don't you try my cooking, Taoist priest?" The girl pointed at the pie on the table and asked with some anticipation. There was a hint of encouragement and shyness in her clear and bright eyes. "Here's a taste." Jiang Lin smiled and nodded, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of pie. The girl stood quietly behind him, her expression full of expectation, but her eyes were tinged with a hint of scarlet without him noticing. Jiang Lin brought the pie to his mouth, but put it down again.
"Why don't you eat, Taoist priest?" From behind came the girl's puzzled voice. The voice was very clear because the girl was almost sticking to Jiang Lin's back. "I can not eat it." Jiang Lin told the truth. "Hehehehe~~" The girl said with a smile: "Master, you are really good at joking. What is there to be afraid of eating?" Jiang Lin did not turn around, but said calmly: "You can drink some tea that can seduce people's minds and arouse evil thoughts, otherwise you will not take the bait." "But this pie made with rice and meat is really disgusting." Jiang Lin turned around, looked at the dazed girl, and asked, "That's what you call her, right?" "I don't quite understand what the Taoist priest means..." The girl frowned in confusion, and there was a hint of grievance between her brows. 'laugh……' But the next moment, the girl suddenly jumped up, and her originally white and tender hands suddenly turned into a pair of ghost claws! The claw was like a recurve dagger, heading straight for Jiang Lin's heart! Jiang Lin didn't make any movement, just watched quietly. At the critical moment, or at the moment when the girl thought she was about to succeed. Her body suddenly stiffened and she dared not move. Because right before her eyes, a figure appeared. The six-hole demon with a green face, fangs and flying red hair stood quietly in front of Jiang Lin. Feng Lixiao didn't say anything, he just raised his claws, grabbed the girl in his hand, and slowly applied force. "Ouch!!!" The girl let out a shrill wail that was not like a human voice. As Feng Lixiao's strength grew, the girl's skin finally couldn't hold on anymore and broke with a "pop". Inside, there was a dark, shadow-like object. It looks like a ghost but not a ghost, like a devil but not a devil, and it doesn’t look like an evil spirit either. All in all, the confusion of qi is so overwhelming that it makes people want to vomit. "Master..." "It seems that this time, we caught a big fish."
Feng Lixiao's voice became much more serious, and his pair of red eyes stared straight at the weird thing in his hand. He could kill someone with just one hand using this little thing, but he still treated it as a formidable enemy. Jiang Lin nodded slowly, and his Fengdu Dharma Eye fell on the evil thing. Feng Lixiao was right, it was indeed a big fish. Moreover, it was a big fish for the entire village. "What are you guys doing?" Until then, the old man, who seemed to be a little confused, finally reacted and stared blankly at the evil demon. "Let go of my granddaughter!" The old man came up tremblingly on his crutches, and the tragic look on his face made people look sideways. 'Zheng! ' However, what greeted him was a red sword light. The old man's head was chopped off by the sword light, and his body fell down powerlessly. Then, the whole person slowly melted and turned into a pool of black sticky substance. As soon as this mass of objects appeared and touched the ground, it made a sharp "sizzling" sound. In a short time, it had eroded most of the ground. Jiang Lin and Feng Lixiao watched quietly, especially the latter, whose already indigo face now showed visible anger. Feng Lixiao slowly raised his other empty hand and scratched his fingertips with his sharp nails. A drop of pitch-black blood fell on the ground with a "sizzle" sound. The extremely corrosive blood of the devil corroded a large area of the ground incidentally. "It can't be wrong..." Feng Lixiao spoke slowly. If we ignore the range, the strange viscous liquid that the old man turned into after his death is almost exactly the same as the result caused by Feng Lixiao's drop of demon blood. Jiang Lin nodded slowly. No wonder Feng Lixiao said at the beginning that there was "its own aura" here. At the same time, he also understood why he had to stimulate his Fengdu Dharma Eye to the extreme before he could see some clues. Evil spirits, ghost spirits, and demonic spirits mixed together to create this weird thing. Jiang Lin was very familiar with this form of existence. After all, since the day he started practicing the Black Law, a similar evil existence has been protecting him. Jiang Lin slowly exhaled a breath. The people in this village are all imitations of the Six-hole Heavenly Demon... A group of...demons on earth! (End of this chapter)