"Wu Shaoxia, could it be that a monster has affected your mind?" Chi Yuan's voice became stern. "Or, there is a monster pretending to be Wu Shaoxia." Wu Chang continued to chew on the leg of lamb leisurely, showing a sense of relaxation that some groups say represents confidence. He didn't care at all about the tension in Chi Yuan's voice, and said with a smile: "Does the Taoist master know how to transform into a demon?" As soon as the word "transform into a demon" came out, Chi Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and he looked suspicious. Even if Wu Chang guessed the color of his underwear in person, he would not be so shocked. Wu often saw Chi Yuan silent, so he started talking to himself. "Demon transformation is a very special evil method that can smelt the essence of a monster into a magic weapon, and then fuse the magic weapon with the human body to turn a person into a monster." Chi Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked solemn. "This kind of evil method has never been heard of by poor people."
"I haven't heard anyone else say it, but I've done it a lot, right?" Wu Chang teased. Chi Yuan snorted coldly: "Young Master Wu, some jokes are not allowed!" Seeing Chi Yuan becoming more and more impatient, Wu Chang became more certain of his inference. He wanted to say the last sentence: I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet. But he was worried that Chi Yuan would not understand, so he regretfully gave up. "Taoist Priest Chi Yuan, do you still remember that when we first met, I said that the magic weapon on your body was filled with resentment? Do you still remember how you responded to me at that time?" Chi Yuan rolled up his sleeves and said coldly: "Of course I remember. Pindao's magic weapon needs to be guided by a monster. After the magic weapon is made, it will inherit the resentment and cause and effect of the monster." Wu Chang said slowly: "But I once saw a person in Chenjiacun who inserted a magic weapon into his chest and transformed into a fog demon, killing nearly 30% of the population of Chenjiacun. When he transformed into a fog demon, he didn't have a trace of resentment on his body, but I killed the fog demon. I cut out the magic weapon, only to find that all the resentment was gathered on it." "What do you want to say?" Chi Yuan asked. Wu Chang took out the damaged demon-turning dagger, "The weapon does not kill people, the murderer is the person holding the weapon. The resentment of the deceased will not fall on the knife, but on the murderer." "If the magic weapon turns into a monster and can bear the karma and resentment of being a murderer, then will the person who truly controls the magic weapon remain pure and spotless no matter how many evil things he does?" Chi Yuan was silent for a moment and said noncommittally: "I don't know much about evil laws, so I can't judge." Seeing that Chi Yuan was not ready to admit it, Wu Chang continued: "The person who transformed into the mist demon is just an ordinary bandit and does not know magic. The demon-transforming dagger must have come from someone else. That person must be a practitioner and proficient in weapon refining." "Taoist Chi Yuan, you happen to meet the above two points." Chi Yuan smiled mockingly to himself, "The world is so big that there are countless capable people and strangers, but a poor man would not dare to claim to be proficient in weapon refining." Wu Chang insisted, "It's only once, of course it's a coincidence." "Coincidentally, brothers Liu Wei and Liu Wu in Huaigu Village picked up an incomplete book of exercises while hunting. The two of them inexplicably realized the Tao and also took the path of refining weapons to transform into monsters. This makes people wonder whether Someone set up a trap in Baili Huaishan."
"The planners have been working hard for many years and know the situation inside the mountain very well. Taoist Master, you claim that you don't know the source of the evil spirits in Huaigu Village, so you asked me to come and investigate. But you can borrow my Soul Cleansing Flag, which is the most powerful weapon to restrain evil spirits and ghosts. " "Is one coincidence a coincidence? Are coincidences one after another still coincidence?" Chi Yuan said calmly: "What does this mean? I lent you the Soul Purifying Flag because of the magic weapon I have on me, which is most suitable for preventing monsters from being born." "As for what you said about the villagers picking up incomplete exercises and learning to refine weapons, it's still the same. I don't dare to claim to be proficient in weapon refining, and I can't afford to be the target of Wu Shaoxia's suspicion." Wu Chang had almost finished eating at this time. He put the remaining leg of lamb back on the fire, took out a piece of silk brought from the clan treasure house in Chenjiacun, used it as a handkerchief to wipe the oil stains on his hands, and continued his analysis slowly. "I was thinking before that the people behind driving monsters to attack Chenjia Village, refining magic weapons to transform monsters, and inducing Liu Wei and Liu Wu to create ghosts, what is the purpose of making so many arrangements in pieces." "So I put his targets, Chenjia Village and Huaigu Village, together, and it was easy to think of the Black Mountain bandits who fled into Baili Huaishan Mountain five years ago." "After killing the Chenjia Village disguised by the Black Mountain bandits to the death, and then setting their sights on Huaigu Village, the other party is likely to be a survivor of Huaigu Village like that little guy. If I were him, the evil spirit is about to fail. When the time comes, I will definitely take action.” At this point, Wu Chang and Chi Yuan looked at each other, both of them checking each other's every move. "Taoist Priest, are the several magical weapons you carried before still with you?" Chi Yuan's eyes did not flinch, and he showed the magic sword, copper bell and iron mirror that Wu Chang had seen before. "They're all here." "That's good." Wu Chang: "The person behind the scenes will definitely send the monster to attack Chenjia Village again, so I saw the mandrill reappearing, and while it was fighting with Liu Shan, I made some small marks on it." "Taoist Master, you might as well check your magic weapon. If nothing else, there will be a red line at the bottom of the magic weapon." Chi Yuan picked up the copper rattle and took a look at it, then showed it to Wu Chang. "Pindao told you before that this matter has nothing to do with me..." When Chi Yuan said this, he realized something was wrong and froze in place. Wu Chang pursed his lips, raised his index finger and tapped Chi Yuan, as if he had caught you. "Master, I don't think I told you which magic weapon to check." "You're lying to me?" Wu Chang shrugged, "You found out too late." We all come from the underworld, and being thick-skinned is a basic skill. In the early years, when Chi Yuan was in the city to help people with weddings and funerals, he did a lot of shameless things. Relying on his strong professional qualities, he was embarrassed for a moment and then recovered as usual, and questioned the host. "Young Master Wu, why do you have to do this? Is the truth so important to you?" Wu Chang wanted to say: It's about the completion of the copy, of course it's important. But in order to make it easier for Chi Yuan to understand, he still said the official statement. "Master Chi Yuan, don't you think that the ending of any story can only be called complete if all the holes are filled?"
Chi Yuan sighed, "But knowing too much is not good for you." Killing the Black Mountain bandits can be called revenge, but the method of refining people into monsters is a real evil way. Especially, the people he refined were all knights from the outside world who came to help. If outsiders knew about it, they would not be tolerated by the world. Only the dead can keep secrets best. Moreover, from the beginning, he had taken a fancy to Wu Chang as the blank of the new magic weapon. If such a talented young man did not become a link in his attainment of the Great Dao, wouldn’t it be a waste? To this day, he can’t turn back, and he won’t turn back. He shook the copper bell, and the copper bell turned into a burst of yellow light, and turned into a four-meter-high mandrill. The mandrill blew the earth and roared; He inserted the wooden sword into the ground, and the wooden sword grew in the wind and turned into a huge tree demon. The tree demon shook its branches, and the sword energy was layered, cutting the passing night wind into pieces; He shook the iron mirror, and the eight trigrams on the iron mirror flowed, and the patterns behind the mirror swam out, turning into a black iron snake as thick as a water tank more than ten meters long, with metal scales layered, not afraid of swords and weapons. "Young man, young man, why can't you learn from those practitioners, uphold the principle that humans and demons cannot coexist, and directly free the evil spirits; or learn from those famous and upright sects, speak of high-sounding principles, and criticize my actions, so that I have a reason to kill you?" "You will make me feel guilty if you do this."