The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Ming Fan walked to the front of the formation, condensed the essence and blood into a ball, and pointed it at the center of the demon's eyebrows from a distance.

The blood melted into the demon's body and burned.

In her previous life, she was a descendant of the Earth Master, and she had no trouble catching ghosts. The Earth Master clan had pure blood and was the slayer of evil.

She only found out a few days ago that the blood in this body had the same effect as in her previous life.

The demon twisted and screamed, and the black light around his body became much darker.

"You can't do this to me! What's wrong with me! You were all deceived by them! Liar!"

As it roared, Rong Hua frowned and felt pity for no reason: "Little junior sister, this thing is right." He felt hatred, sadness, regret and unwillingness in the heart of the monster, but it did not have murderous intentions.

Ming Fan frowned. She was actually surprised that it kept shouting to kill them, but it didn't actually kill them.

Black energy surged around, and the demon struggled in pain. For a moment, a human face flashed out of the thin black mist.

An ordinary man's face with half of it rotten.

The alternating transformation of human faces and demonic faces, coupled with the twelve o'clock night and the dark sky, to be honest, it is quite scary.

Even though they were monks and were free from the happiness, anger, anger and ignorance of ordinary people, such a powerful visual impact still made them feel a chill on their backs.

Xiao Yunyang stepped forward, lit his Blazing Sun Sword, and with a puff, it penetrated into the demon's heart.

As the demon stopped struggling, the formation gradually dimmed.

The evil spirit was severely injured, and the evil energy around him dissipated, revealing the person wrapped within it.

"Who are you?" Ming Fan looked at the man on the ground. He had no eyes, no hands and no feet. He thought he had been tortured before he died.

"Who am I..." Having been invaded by evil spirits for too long, his mind was a little slow.

He held his head and thought for a long time before slowly speaking: "I seem to remember that I have been in this village since I was a child. My name is Zhang Mu, and people in the village love to call me Zhang Dashanren."

Perhaps because the evil demon's power had weakened, Zhang Mu regained some sanity.

"I can't remember exactly... I was suppressed here after I died." Zhang Mu smiled bitterly.

Something flashed through Mingfan's mind, and she had no time to think about it.

"Why do you associate with evil spirits?" Lin Wanshu asked doubtfully. He was puzzled. He said that he was a good person, but in the end he fell into evil.

"Yes, why?" Zhang Mu recalled, with a little confusion in his eyes.

Suddenly, Zhang Mu's face was shrouded in black energy, and his voice was hoarse: "Righteous path? Eliminate demons? Look at the righteous path you protect, and look at the group of mortals who are powerless in your eyes."

As the evil demon spoke, he lost his cultivation, and scenes were displayed on the sky.

……

I was born in a small village called Wuzhen. My father is a squire in the town, my mother is gentle and kind, and the villagers in the village are also loyal and honest.

My birthday is March [-]th, which is the day when the grass grows and the orioles fly. Therefore, my parents named me Zhang Mu.

I was the only son in the family, and they loved me in every possible way. The first twenty years of my life were really smooth and joyful, so that the subsequent suffering seemed to be destined from the beginning.

I studied with my father, and I have some talents. They taught me to be kind and compassionate, and I did so.

I take care of my fellow villagers and neighbors, and I always help them with whatever they ask for.

The villagers were very grateful and affectionately called me Zhang Dashanren.

When I was twenty years old, I met the girl I loved. I thought she was the best girl in the world. I couldn't wait to beg my parents to get her married and get married.

After we got married, we had a son and a daughter. We lived happily and had some hope.

Three years later, my parents passed away one after another, and I felt like there was a void in my heart, but fortunately, I still had Yun Niang and my child.

The days go by like this. I hope that my children will grow up. I don’t expect them to be successful, I just want them to be healthy and happy.

But life is unsatisfactory. Nine times out of ten, the more you want, the more things you want, but everything goes counterproductive.

Hutou is seriously ill. Oh, Hutou is my eldest son. Hutou and Hunao will softly call me "Daddy". Whenever this happens, my heart melts.

Yun Niang and I took him to see a doctor and almost lost all our wealth. But the disease was so evil that the doctor was helpless.

In desperation, we mustered up the courage to borrow money from the villagers... but to no avail.

It's a fleeting year, so it's understandable that their food harvest is not good.

So, we gritted our teeth and sold our belongings, trying to delay the time before the tiger head left us.

House seemingly endless rain.

One night, the village was raided by bandits. The villagers huddled in fear and watched helplessly as they plundered.

They went from house to house and plundered without mercy.

But no, that’s Hu Tou’s life-saving money.

I rushed up to argue with them. At this time, I hated myself for being a scholar, just a scholar.

I was pressed to the ground, my nose and face were bruised and swollen from the beating. I looked hopefully at the crowd, hoping that someone would stand up, even just one.

However... there is none.

Misfortunes never come singly. After the robbery, the gangsters targeted Yun Niang.

"No! Let her go!" I rushed forward like crazy, and they smashed my arms. I crawled over, and they cut off my legs.

"Please! Help me! Help us!!" I looked at my former kind villagers and neighbors and screamed for help.

They stood there numbly one by one. In a daze, I felt that they were not human beings, and this was not my small mountain village.

He even prayed to God in his heart, but there was no God in the world. God was only created to unify people and educate them.

He prayed to God when something happened, but when his son was sick, God did not come. When his wife and daughter were kidnapped by bandits, those immortal disciples who were the incarnations of justice did not come either.

He had not done a single bad thing in just a few decades, and it ended hastily in this way.

When I woke up again, it was dark all around.

"Do you hate it?" came a hoarse voice.

How could you not hate it? He wished he could kill them all! killed!

"Aren't you afraid of hurting those innocent people?" the demon asked hypocritically.

"Innocent?" Zhang Mu sneered. He has done countless good deeds in his life and has never done evil. Isn't he innocent?

Who in this village has not received his kindness? But where were they when the bandits came? ! Are they innocent?

"Hmm~ That's the taste." The demon happily took a few sips. The strong murderous intention was that it was his favorite food.

The demon circled around him and coaxed: "Then you sacrifice yourself to me, and I will help you kill them! I promise not to leave any traces of armor behind, how about that?"

Zhang Mu nodded without hesitation. His parents' instructions flashed in front of him, which made him hesitate.

"Think about your wife and children, who were killed by them. If they hadn't looked on coldly, if they hadn't been selfish, you would still have a happy family."

Yes, it's all them. Zhang Mu closed his eyes and gave up resistance.

The evil demon rushed over with a ferocious smile, oh ho! He's here, he's here, trapped in this remote place for so many years, he can finally eat something good.

The evil spirit secretly said that mortals are easy to deceive, so he only pretended to be a god and entrusted dreams to the villagers, deceiving them that a person who died violently could best suppress evil.

When something like this happened in the village, those stupid people sealed Zhang Mu into the temple without even thinking about it.

In their view, it was his good fortune that Zhang Mu could still make a final contribution to the village even though he was dead.

As everyone knows, suppressing evil is a lie, but absorbing tonic is the real thing, which is really stupid.

But if it weren't for them, he wouldn't be able to eat Zhang Mu's superior ghost, a good man becomes evil, a good tonic.

The evil spirit did not break his promise. After merging with Zhang Mu, he immediately killed the bandits and treated them the same way they treated Zhang Mu.

There are many things in this world, and it’s just like this. It’s useless to pray to God, you can only overcome it by yourself.

When it was about to massacre the village, Zhang Mu actually stopped him!

He said that from the perspective of these people, they also have families and children, and there is nothing wrong with saving their lives.

He said that in this world, right and wrong are so intertwined that it is difficult to sort them out.

Look, he is a completely bad guy. Even if he becomes bad, he cannot be completely bad.

The demon was very angry about this and ignored him for several days.

"What do you mean, such a fool is the evil person in your mouth?" The evil devil laughed and gloated.

"So, this is why you abandoned evil and became good friends and became friends with him?" Ming Fan asked with a smile.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Who is his friend?" The originally weak evil spirit suddenly jumped in panic.

Everything that happened before made sense. The old man was half-truth and half-truth, and indeed he did not tell them the complete truth.

He wanted to get rid of the evil spirit, but he was afraid they wouldn't help if he told the truth.

"What's going on with the village's barrier?" Leshan narrowed his eyes.