Chapter 2: Fairy Demon

Feng Kui felt the dark shadow in front of him, and his whole body became colder and colder from his heart. A basin of charcoal fire was still trembling in his arms, and the broken fish was probably about to fall into the soup bowl of the king of the world.

At this moment, I don't even have the strength to pick up the lotus on the ground.

Feng Kui looked at the ghost hanging in the house and said feebly, "I'm really going to die!" Tell me those things again. I also want to hear it. If I don't listen to it, I'm afraid there will be no chance. I'm going to die with resentment. Maybe the bad wind can't blow me away, so I'll be a lonely ghost and curse those immortals every day.

"I can't say that I'm going with you. I met you ten years ago. At that time, you were only five years old, and you saw me at a glance. At that time, your grandfather Liu Xiucai had not passed away yet!" The ghost suddenly floated to the desolateness of the dead rabbit in front of Feng Kui's head: "Ten years in a flash!"

"You're talking about the topic! From the last name, slowly..."

The wind bowed his head, and a palm-big white lotus appeared on the ground. The broken room was full of fragrance, and the cold wind could not blow.

The ghost hung quietly, restrained the gloomy ghost, and made an old voice: "Feng surname, the first surname in the world. The surname of Fuxi, the first emperor of the flood and famine. Fuxi is the ancestor, before Yanhuang. Under Fuxi, the surname of Feng is divided into ten parts, one is the Tianxiong Department, the second is the Tianqi Department, the third is the Tianyi Department, the fourth is the Hexiong Department, the fifth is the Tianyang Department, the sixth is the Tianyin Department, the seventh is the Migratory Bird Department, the eighth is the Migratory Department, nine is the Thunderstorm Department, and the tenth is the Ten is the Emperor's Department. I don't know which descendant you are. You were born with the spirit of immortality and hidden in your body.

"When your mother was pregnant with you, she lived in a precious place, and the foundation of the house is the current Yingxian Hut. Your family is prosperous. At that time, the gate of Piaomiao Mountain was not here. When your mother was about to give birth to give birth to you, the Ruiqi road turned into a dragon purple gas and came to the east. A fairy named Yuanling came to notice it and found that this treasure land was aroused by the auspicious purple gas to show its true face. It was extraordinary. He was forced to drive your parents away. It was not allowed to stay for a moment. He forced that he would not allow the common people to damage the feng shui and polluted the spiritual root. Your father didn't want to argue with that yuanling and was slaughtered. Your father is a scholar, proficient in arithmetic and gossip, and wants ten sons, which is more domineering than the dragon's nine sons. Your mother couldn't help but die and had resentment. After giving birth to you, she died of depression. You named the head of the ten sons. The word "nine songs" is the eldest brother, so it is called "Kushou". It is destined that as soon as your father dies, you will take away the luck of the other nine brothers. The tire is stained with the endless resentment of your mother and form nine demons. You are born as a fairy demons. Once you wake up, you will become a six-grade martial artist. You are more reckless than farming cattle, and you are also a good hand in the martial arts.

"If it hadn't been for the Yuanling slaughtering your father, I don't know how happy your family is now. After your mother passed away, you were adopted by Liu Laoxiu from Baoding Village and raised you to seven years old. Liu Xiucai passed away, and your life situation was not as good day by day. At that time, because the immortal demon in your body was too strong, he woke up without calling. He could not nourish him all day long. He scraped his body and absorbed blood gas every day, which made his whole body painful. He spit out waste blood that lost his essence and spit it out. Every three or five times, he lived until he was ten years old and worked hard to live. Now, it's really not easy.

"I'm so miserable! He vomited blood and vomited for eight years and never died, but today he will be killed by one move. Dog's fairy! However, thanks to your transmission of Zulong Qi and Blood, which makes me vigorous, otherwise I will die early. Feng Kui cursed viciously and remembered the word "Yuan Ling" and Zhao Lingyue's immortal appearance in his heart.

"Lao Long, I only remember the decision in front of me, which is not enough. Your grandfather Liu Xiu was killed by Master Liu's carriage in Xianmen Town. After that, he denied it. Just because that year, Piaomiao Mountain was instructed to cover your ancestral house to welcome the fairy and transfer the mountain gate. Master Liu donated a large amount of money, and no one dared to uphold justice.

"The fairy of the dog day is not a good and virtuous dog!" Feng Kui scolded angrily, and another white lotus was born on the ground. The nine black lotus seeds in the lotus were the peaceful luck of his nine unborn brothers and sisters and his mother's resentment.

"Brisk scolding! Unfortunately, the natural fairy demon was added to his ten fortunes, and he was born to wake up by himself. The ghost sighed.

"If heaven has eyes and doesn't kill me, I will definitely kill the yuanling immortal of that dog day... I will also kill Piaomiao Mountain!" Feng Kui knew that it was difficult to live, and the resentment in his heart spit out, but he was happy.

"Huang Tian is ruthless, and the earth collects the body!" The ghost said ghostly, "Do you really dare to kill Piaomiao Mountain?"

"Hey! Ghost, I met you when I was five years old. Although you are confused, you are watching me grow up. Feng Kui never said a word. Every person's smiling face bent down and bowed his back with a cheap look, for fear of causing trouble and not being able to survive. Today is different. I'm going to die tragically. I opened my heart and said that people have never killed, and death is really frightening. I'm unwilling."

"When did you kill someone?" The ghost was shocked.

"Do you know how Liu Laogou's servant who drove the car died? Do you know how the maid died in the car? Feng Kui's cold smile and blood spilled at the corners of his mouth were particularly horrible.

"Every person talks nonsense and spreads rumors, distorting the truth of Grandpa's tragic death. Damn it! When I was 12 years old, I was strangled with a steel wire and buried five miles outside Baoding Village. I can't kill Liu Laogou, and these tigers should not live in the world. Feng Kui said coldly, happy with kindness and hatred.

"You are so patient and decisive, I really look down on you! Fairy demon!" The ghost sighed and said seriously, "If you can survive, what do you want to do most?"

"I don't care about cultivating immortals and becoming demons, but please kill Yuanling!" Feng Kui said in a low voice, and his desperate eyes flashed with fierce experience, staring at the white lotus all over the ground.

"Do you mind killing a few more people?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you dare to kill the supreme fairy of Piaomiao Mountain?"

"Humph, Xianjun! As long as I am my enemy, I will never die with him. Feng Kui's first man was about to die, and there was no taboo. He spit out all the thoughts in his chest that he dared not spit out, showing his true self, and no longer the appearance of that lowly boy nodded and bowed.

"You are alive, and the ethereal fairy is your enemy!" The ghost said word by word.

Feng Kui smiled miserably: "Ghost, don't joke! I feel like I'm going to go. There are not many mouthfuls of blood to spit anymore.

"Call me the Dragon King!" The ghost suddenly shouted.

"Dragon King!" The head of the wind is at an end.

"After listening to my story, you will have one more enemy!" The ghost said vaguely.

"Five years ago, Xianmen Town was not called Xianmen Town. There was a big river outside the town called the Taicang River. There were hundreds of rivers flowing endlessly, and the big waves went straight into the sea to feed tens of millions of people. The coast was the hometown of fish and rice. In the spring of that year, a hundred-mile mountain was transported across the air and sat on the Taicang River. From then on, it stopped the waist to cut off the water of the Taicang River and draw water to raise the mountain. The Dragon King of Taicang River was furious and flew out of the Dragon Mansion under the river. He fought with the man who moved the mountain for seven days. He was defeated and defeated by the Taicang River from then on. The people along the coast had no water to irrigate and the bankers died. The mountain is called Piaomiao Mountain, the fairy is called Piaomiao Xianjun, and the Taicang Dragon King is me!"

Feng Kui's eyes were lax, and the fire basin in his arms rolled to the ground. Only the ghost's faint voice was heard.

"People suffer and complain. I don't know how many people starve to death. Piaomiao Xianjun's evil theory slandered me as an evil dragon. He pressed the charge and said that I swallowed the water source of the Taicang River and dried up the river, becoming the object of people's curse for a hundred years. In that battle, he failed to kill me, but destroyed my body and took the Dragon Ball. For hundreds of years, I have turned into ghosts. I am unable to revenge and do not want to fall into the ghost road. Time is getting worse and worse, and I will not live long.

"My dragon soul will take advantage of you. Remember that I am the dragon king - the dragon king of the Taicang River. One day, revenge for me and wash away my grievances. You and I are all unfortunate people, and I will fulfill you, a fairy demon.

The ghost's voice fell, and slowly floated up and hung above Feng Kui's head, and a group of exquisite essence entered the head of Feng Kui's body.

The wind and the whole body trembled, as if it were enlightened. The vitality that was about to be lost was rejuvenated, the whole body was filled with aura, the internal organs were gradually comfortable, and a warm current went all over the whole body.

Feng Kui only felt that his eyes were bright and full of energy, as if the hungry man was suddenly full of food, and the fool suddenly opened up. What had happened in his body? A bud-like fairy in his mind was illusory and suspended quietly, and the nine-point dark demon inside was quietly dormant.

Feng Kui felt that he had a new look in an instant, and a power surged up all over his body. The hunger and fatigue all day long swept away. From then on, the immortal demon in his body no longer ate the master, but fed him aura.

The ghost's dragon spirit fed all the immortal demons of Feng Kui's head, so that it condensed and manifested, knocked on the door for Feng Kui's head to cultivate immortals and practice Taoism, and the interests immediately changed. In the future, Feng Kui Shou will not only be devoured by the immortal demons and spit blood pain, but his body will be nourished by aura and become stronger and stronger.

Feng Kui raised his head and saw the vague ghost above his head, and the thin ghost cold wind was about to disperse.

A sadness surged into my heart.

"Don't be sad! Watching you die, I'm in this mood! I should have died a long time ago. I couldn't swallow my grievances and turned into ghosts for hundreds of years. Now I'm willing to go. Boy, say something more to me, I'm afraid it's going to disperse soon! Let me go at ease!" The ghost's voice is illusory.

"Dragon King, you are the benefactor of Feng Kui's head. The enemy of the benefactor is the enemy of my Feng Kui, and he will definitely die!" Feng Kui gritted his teeth and spoke, flowing two lines of blood and tears.

One person and one ghost have been together for ten years. They are deeply affectionate and meaningful. One day, goodbye, sadness comes from it.

"You still know me best! Go to Piaomiao Mountain to learn art. There is a reverse scale under Piaomiao Mountain, in which there is a fairy art hidden in it. You have to learn the magic power of Piaomiao Mountain again in the future... Revenge my revenge..."

The wind was ruthless, and the Dragon King of Taicang River dispersed with the wind.

Feng Kui cried loudly. As he picked up the lotus on the ground and swallowed it, he said viciously word by word, "People must first work hard, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skin, empty their bodies, and mess up their behaviors, so they are moved to endure and gain what they can't do."

Grandpa wrote down this sentence before his death, and repeated it was the biggest truth in the world that Feng Kui knew. He read it over and over again every time he suffered and suffered humiliation. I have been a subordinate for ten years, and one thought is also ten years. The two sentences at the beginning and end are ignored, and the six sentences in the middle are the most memorable.

"Liu Laogou, Yuanling, Piaomiao Xianjun! It's people who kill, and it's me who kill immortals. The Dragon King treated me like a father, and waited for me to wear filial piety for three years. Anyway, I will enter the Piaomiao Mountain to cultivate immortals and take back the dragon king's reverse scales. I will definitely avenge my hatred!"

Feng Kui's head knelt in the broken house all night.

It was a day when a fire burned down the broken house, and Feng Kui went back to Xianmen Town. She took out an ingot of silver given to her by Lingzhuer, bought ten feet of white silk and cut it into 36 pieces. She put it on her head in a month, and it was used up in exactly three years.

Lingzhuer has stepped into Xianshan and has never seen Feng Kui's head wearing filial piety for no reason.

Since then, it has been rumored in Xianmen Town that he collided with the immortals at night and became an idiot by God, becoming a great example of disrespect.

Feng Kui no longer works hard with people to see his face, and he hangs a short axe around his waist and walks into the deep mountains. Everyone thought that Feng Kui was buried in the mouth of the tiger and wolf in the mountains and gradually forgot this person.

It seems that there has never been a poor man in Baoding Village. The world is so forgetful. The more small people are, the more regrettable they are, the more they make people forget. What's more, this did not enter the eyes of the world and angered the broken fish of the fairy family.