The ancient ancestral hall is filled with the faint fragrance of sandalwood. On the huge desk, there are many tablets of the previous family heads arranged in a trapezoid shape. The carefully carved postures are worth admiring like works of art.
The bald old man in training clothes was sitting in front of the tea table in the center of the hall. He had just boiled a pot of mountain spring water calmly and calmly. He chose white tea with clear fire, which was Zanchen's favorite taste.
"You really understand me. You even know my favorite taste. Did that blind man Wu Zhu tell you?" Zanchen smiled and sat on the stool like a tree stump.
"Director Wu Zhu and I have been friends for many years. Every year when the congress is held, I will go to the Imperial Capital to have a small gathering with him. He is a good man and has no airs. It can be said that we met each other late. As for his close friend Mr. Zanchen, we
We also talked a lot.
In fact, he has been saying that the position of director of the Bureau of Underworld Affairs should be yours." The bald old man skillfully rinsed the tea leaves twice with boiling water cooled to 90 degrees before starting the actual brewing.
"How did you know I was coming?" With tea to drink and no hostility towards his opponent, Zanchen was willing to say a few more words.
"When you were confirmed to be alive in Tianshui Prison, Director Wu Zhu called me. He said that what you are currently researching can resurrect the devil, which is very evil. He reminded me to be careful." The bald old man said without any concealment.
, "Actually, Director Wu Zhu is overly worried. As servants of God, we demon-slayers have been passed down for thousands of years. There is never a moment when we are not careful and vigilant. Even if it is for entertainment, we dare not relax at all."
When the bald old man spoke, the six hollow doors behind him were pushed open by someone from the outside. Many old people surrounded the hall with various weapons in their hands. These guys were placed directly under the mahjong table.
Even a fly wouldn't be able to slip away from them.
Asan Town's emergency plan was activated when the eight old men rushed out. Their juniors quickly called on tourists to evacuate from the 32 exits. The combatants put on the most traditional weapons to guard the main roads in the town. The communication team also
Contacted the Underworld Bureau immediately.
Wu Zhu has been stationing many master investigators in the cities around Yashan Town, and even a heaven-level investigator, who can arrive as reinforcements within 30 minutes at the fastest.
As for the 00 demon-suppressing warriors available in Yashan Town, there are as many as 0 people with earth-level strength. The current head of the Asan Town family, Fu Hu, who is drinking tea with Zanchen, is even more powerful at the ninth level of earth-level.
There is no one in this world who can kill them all within half an hour. As soon as reinforcements from the Underworld Bureau arrive, all crises will be over.
Zanchen may be powerful, but he has not yet reached the level where he is invincible and can dominate the three realms. Naturally, the defense of the demon-slayer is equally effective against him.
And even though he had already learned from the little sister of the tour guide that all the people in Yashan Town were in military conditions, Zanchen still dared to rush straight into the ancestral hall, which obviously required more than just courage.
"Come, have a drink. This is your last cup of tea in this world." Fuhu calmly placed a blue and white porcelain cup of tea in front of Zanchen, and poured his own cup one by one.
He drank it all. Then he pulled out two carved soul-chasing sticks from under the table and stood up.
The strange thing is that Zanchen, who obviously likes white tea so much, just lowered his head and sniffed the white tea brewed with high-quality mountain spring water in front of the table, "It really has no taste at all, and I can't feel it in form or expression.
There are signs of poison in the water. The principal is the principal, and his methods are indeed not simple."
"Don't disturb the morale of our army here. Everything we eat and drink in Yashan Town is strictly inspected every day. There are no poisons, poisons, spells, or anything that can harm our lives.
Fuhu sneered.
"I have already said that I did not do it. Ever since I was imprisoned in Tianshui Prison three years ago, the principal has said that he would give me a big gift, which is Taotie's bones.
He told me that he has been poisoning your water for three years, once a month. The poison is colorless, odorless, and has no medicine to cure it. Once it attacks, the throat will be so painful that it feels like burning. Only drinking water can provide some relief.
But soon, the poison spreads all over the body, and nothing you drink will help, and you will still die.
He also told me the time when the poison will occur, so I dare to come and chat with you so confidently." Zanchen said while looking at his watch, "There are still two minutes."
"Bah, I'll just stand here for two minutes to see how you, a shameless talker, can poison me to death?" the old man who just stopped Zanchen shouted.
One second is not that long. When the second hand rotated to the second full circle, the old man's stomach suddenly turned, and he vomited a mouthful of pus and blood on the floor. The hot blood was still smoking like boiling water.
.In an instant, the many townspeople who were preparing to kill Zanchen all howled in pain. They vomited blood, rolled around, and tore their throats desperately, thinking that this would relieve a little pain. Instinct drove them to rush towards
From all the water sources around me, some people jumped directly into the water tank, and some people picked up the boiled water bottle and poured it down their throats. Even if it burned their mouths and soaked them, it was more comfortable than the pain when the poison took hold.
They went completely crazy. They didn't even exert half of their power as practitioners before they completely fell. The townspeople who had lost their minds jumped into the river and tried their best to drink water until they were alive.
Drowned, or tortured to death by poison.
Fu Hu didn't even make a move, he was already defeated and sat down on the chair. The double sticks in his hands fell to the ground. He resisted not drinking water and not vomiting blood. But Fierce Poison will not reduce its impact on the body just because of the face-saving support.
The owner of the family turned pale and was close to death due to the injury.
The world is like this. No matter how powerful the beast is, it may be killed by the bite of poisonous ants; no matter how difficult it is to conquer the fortress, it can be completely destroyed in a very simple way. The important thing is to find the right way to do the least likely thing.
When something is successful, people like to call it a "miracle".
In fact, the "miracle" is also the result of careful calculation...
"The head of the house is the head of the house. Strength is not a guarantee. Even if you suffer so much, you still can't drain it. Although this can help you live for more than ten seconds, the process is quite painful." Zanchen stood up, picked up the tea in front of him and poured it.
After entering the tea shop on the side, it was a pity that the fragrance of tea was so pleasant.
"You won't succeed. Even if all the demon-slayers are wiped out, Wu Zhu and the Underworld Bureau will make you suffer retribution!" the head of the family roared.
"Retribution needs to be endured by those with destiny. A non-human and non-ghost creature like me who lives in other people's bodies will not be able to bear it.
Rest in peace, Taotie, I will take good care of you." When Zanchen sighed, Fuhu's breathing had stopped.
There were more than 00 people in the village, men, women, old and young, all of whom were spared. They all lost their lives in 10 to 1 minute. A race that had lasted for thousands of years and even had the blood of gods disappeared completely.
From the beginning to the end, Zanchen did nothing. He just witnessed that the principal of the World Destruction Association used abilities that he didn’t know whether to despise or admire. This guy had prepared everything three years ago. Zanchen
He even believed that no matter whether he was ready to resurrect Taotie or not, the principal's plan would not change.
To be honest, Zanchen has never been afraid of anyone in his life, including the raging Satan in Berlin. But he is afraid of the principal, and this fear comes from the unknown.
After all the townspeople hung up, Zanchen's phone rang.
"Hello." Zanchen answered the phone and walked out.
"Do you like the gift I prepared for you?" Only the principal has Zanchen's current number, and the electronic vibrato like Darth Vader in "Star Wars" asked with a smile.
"More than 00 lives, what's the reason not to like it? I don't even know how to thank you for your help?" Zanchen walked on the stone road full of blood and came to the river outside the ancestral hall. At this moment, the waterway was full of
Bodies floated, and the water was stained with blood.
"It's not just more than 00 human lives, but also the souls of more than 00 practitioners. Taotie's appetite cannot be satisfied by the 99 Five Internal Organs and Ghosts Nourishing Technique. It's time to upgrade." The principal thought carefully.
"To be honest, I am interested in resurrecting the ghost king generals and trying new ways to play. But when you told me about resurrecting Taotie, you should know that this is not something you can do for fun. Back then, a distracting possession of the devil Satan
The body controlled Hitler and almost completely destroyed the human world.
The Taotie here has a complete skeleton, and the resurrection rate will be wirelessly close to 100%. I have no way to control such a monster. I think you are very awesome, and it is impossible to do such a thing. Do you know what the consequences of this are?
?" Zanchen suddenly became a good person.
"It's just because of the unknown that it's so interesting, isn't it? The future, which no one knows, is full of infinite possibilities. I just want to see what humans can do to the complete Demon God without the blessing of the gods.
"The principal's understatement will destroy the lives of millions of people.
"Maybe others don't know what the future will be like, but I have a vague feeling that you know what will happen in the future. So you can always do the most critical things at the most critical times. Are you like Wu Zhu, able to peek into destiny?
?" Zanchen boldly guessed.
"One day, I will tell you. Start doing what you should do. There are still minutes until the reinforcements from the Underworld Bureau arrive. You must speed up the progress." The principal said and hung up the phone.
Zanchen also casually threw away his useless mobile phone and jumped directly into the waterway. The floating island structure of Asan Town made the waterway like a clear ocean. Zanchen stopped breathing and swam towards the bottom of the lake.
After diving 30 meters, he saw what he was looking for, a section of back exposed at the bottom of the lake.
"It's begun..." Zanchen muttered silently in his heart, and then took off his clothes, revealing the Dao Ben Immortal body that originally belonged to Zhang Tianshi, and on this exquisite body, a huge ghost-raising and head-reducing talisman was outlined.
, the scene in Tianshui Prison will be repeated. The difference is that the last time he was resurrected was a little demon general, but this time it is the one who can destroy the world... Taotie.