After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

That night.

The strong wind howls in the dark valley, the mountain is scorched and bare, as if it has been burned by a fire, the trees are skinny, crookedly inserted into the ground, and the scattered leaves are lonely and helpless.

The black miasma like tulle is everywhere, and a minaret looms in the mist, as strange and unpredictable as a mirage.

The auspicious thangka flew closer and closer, and Wen Gu gradually saw the appearance of the pagoda. The body of the pagoda was black and black like black iron, and it was extremely solid. There were seven layers of gods and Buddhas in relief, and the bottom one was huge. , about a hundred feet wide, imposing and majestic.

The four corners of the pagoda are covered with white hills, the more you look at it, it looks like a snow pile of jade, but when you look closer, you can see that it is a formation made of skulls, and the spots of will-o'-the-wisps float in the dark night, just like jellyfish in the dark sea.

At the foot of the pagoda stands a black stone tablet as smooth as a mirror, on which it is written in strong and steep calligraphy: The reincarnation of good and evil is all false, life and death are bitter seas, foolish people, kill and kill as much as you like!

The pen is written in three small characters of heart boundless.

Ye Jialan put away the auspicious Thangka, "Here we are, I have not recovered from my serious injury, after entering the Buddha Pagoda, the three of you are at your own convenience."

Wen Gu raised his head, and the towering tower covered the sky, "Okay, how do I get in?"

"The three of you please come with me."

Ye Jialan climbed up the stone steps, and there was a small stone pavilion in the shape of a ghost hand at the foot of the pagoda. In the pavilion sat a drunken black cloak, with wine gourds, Pai Gow and other messy things on the table.

"Master Demon General, Ye Jialan is back to report to you." Ye Jialan bent down respectfully and cupped his hands.

The demon general hiccupped for a long time and said, "Ye Jialan? I've never heard of it."

Ye Jialan smiled slightly, took out a box from the receiving ring, and held it up with both hands, "Your Majesty the Demon General is so forgetful, look at my token."

The magic general stretched out his wrist, and the box was in his hand and opened automatically. It contained a few rare medicinal ingredients for refining medicine. He held it in his hand and weighed it. "You three, with this little thing, who are you trying to fool?"

Ghost Arhat turned his head, Wen Gu stood upright beside Yin Han, and also turned his head in confusion, three people?

"This trip is in a hurry, please let me go. If I see you again next time, I will give you a generous gift." Ye Jialan replied tactfully.

The demon general shifted his gaze to the ghost Luohan and Yinhan. Those wearing black cloaks were all three thousand soul boys, and they were of the same level as him. They had nothing to do with each other on weekdays.

Looking at it, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and he couldn't explain why, as if he had forgotten something important.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, looked at the flattering Ye Jialan, and scolded with a smile: "You stinky fox really has the ability to hook up two soul boys, and you will have a lot of fun along the way, right?"

Ye Jialan still smiled unabated, and was very afraid that Gui Luohan and Yinhan would have a relationship. In the future, Dong Chuang's incident would inevitably involve him, "My lord misunderstood, I have nothing to do with the two lords, just walking together."

"Oh? That's right?" The demon general laughed and said in a teasing tone: "After all, the demon king ruined your face, and your ghostly appearance is disgusting. Even if your charm is the strongest, we can't go down." Mouth."

Ye Jialan's smile froze on his face, and he echoed: "My lord is right."

The ghost arhat who stayed out of the matter heard the word "devil king", and asked aloud: "Devil king?"

The demon general relished it, and was about to answer, when Ye Jialan interrupted suddenly, and said courteously: "My lord, I still have some spiritual talents, please take a look."

As he spoke, he took out a few herbs from Najie, which were more precious and rare than the ones presented to the magic general just now.

The demon held it in his hand and looked at it, raised his head, and Ye Jialan smiled obsequiously, with flattery and flattery on his face, clearly begging him to stop talking.

Who is Kemojiang?Ye Jialan hid so many good things and gave him some inferior products. Naturally, he couldn't be angry, and said indifferently: "Look at your low profile, if you had become a demon king in the past, you wouldn't have fallen to where you are now. .”

Ghost Arhat and Yin Han formed their own faction, they didn't know much about the Demon Lord, and at the same time showed puzzled eyes.

The demon general ignored Ye Jialan's pleading eyes, and laughed and said, "You don't know, do you? Back then, he was just a baby, and the demon king fell in love with him and wanted to ask him to be a Ming concubine. So he forced him in the square, he dared to bite the Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord cut his face with a knife, if he didn't paint it, his face would be no different from a monster!"

"Now he thinks about currying favor with the Demon Lord, but what is the status of the Demon Lord, how can a dirty and lowly person like him get his hands on it?"

The demon general looked at Ye Jialan mockingly.

Ye Jialan's ingratiating smile froze at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were empty and emotionless, motionless like a wooden sculpture of clay, when he met the mocking gaze of the Demon Lord, his thin shoulders shook suddenly, as if a heavy weight was pressed on his spine, Push him almost to his knees.

Ghost Arhat and Yin Han looked at each other, and saw the hatred for the Demon King in each other's eyes, but Ye Jialan was not related to them, and this time there was an important matter, so he couldn't startle the snake for an idler.

But before they had time to stop the dispute, they saw a handsome black figure striding forward. Wen Gu was so angry that his eyes were red, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and he punched the devil's table in extreme anger. Going up, there was a rattling sound of the jade paijiu, and the words were loudly shouted——

"He's not dirty at all, it's you bastards who are dirty!"

Wen Gu held back his stomach full of swear words, and clenched his neat teeth angrily, "What kind of shit are you talking here? Is there a human word in what you said? You bastard with no mother and no father, you demon king is just a ...Garbage! Human scum!"

These words were very harmless, but Wen Gu couldn't think of any dirtier or more insulting words.

The demon general was dumbfounded, and finally remembered that he had forgotten something. They were not three people, but four people. He could clearly see Wen Gu, but he couldn't notice Wen Gu, as if his consciousness blocked this person in his mind.

"Wait, who are you?"

Yin Han took a step forward, stood in front of Wen Gu, and said in a low voice: "Master, you enter the pagoda with Ye Jialan, and leave this matter to us."

The ghost arhat nodded in satisfaction, the child can be taught, "Please go first, we will reconcile with you quickly."

Wen Gu nodded vigorously, and commanded viciously, "Take care of him!"

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean."

With the master's meticulous mind, there must be some mystery in making this move. Ghost Arhat and Yin Han have no idea, so they can only be good chess pieces.

Since the master ordered to "dispose" the demon general, they "disposed" the demon general well.

Ye Jialan's pale and bloodless face was full of life, and he stared at Wen Gu dully, with a strange brilliance in his scarlet eyes.

Wen Gu immediately pointed to his ears, and said nonchalantly, "My ears were buzzing just now, but I didn't hear anything, did you do the same?"

Ghost Arhat coughed a few times, and said solemnly: "I only heard dogs barking, did someone speak just now?"

The technical Yinhan who flatters himself is ashamed, and honestly said: "Me too."

Ye Jialan glanced at Wen Gu again, lowered his head and closed his eyes, his chest heaved slightly, and for the first time in front of the high-ranking demon general, he regained the dignity he had lost for a long time.

Because he was born well, he learned charms since he was a child, but he was favored by the demon lord and wanted to choose him as a concubine. The demon lord had dozens of concubines, most of whom died on the throne after receiving the three-day empowerment. If he survived by luck, he would be played to death in a short time, so he naturally didn't want to become Ming Concubine.

Is it wrong to want to go down cleanly?

After the Demon Lord humiliated him and abandoned him, he became a big joke. If I had known this, it would be better to be the Demon Lord’s concubine and die, because once a person like him is alive, he is a The process of being continuously smashed made the Demon Lord unhappy, and there were plenty of ways for his subordinates to oppress him.

Everyone can come up and step on it, and after stepping on it, they will think that his body is dirty, soiling the soles of his boots, and ask him to kneel down and wipe it clean before he can give up.

He told himself very early on that as long as he is alive, don't treat himself as a human being, a pig, or a dog, and try his best to curry favor with the devil, thinking about his old love can give him a way out.

But Ye Jialan seems to have forgotten that he is not a pig or dog, but a living person.

After that day, the blood on his body, the piercing face cut open by the knife, and half-undressed staggered in the surging crowd of people in the square, with mocking and disgusting faces, cheerful laughter piercing, and countless voices He also whispered harsh words in his ear.

"Smelly fox, the devil is flattering you when he sees you, this is what will happen to you if you don't know what to do!"

"What kind of good is a person who practices charm, he might be looking forward to climbing high branches, but this face is like this now, hahahaha..."

"You deserve it! You bark so badly! The Demon Lord made you hoarse and you made your voice so good!"

At that time, he thought, maybe he really did something wrong. As a humble man of the Demon Race, the Demon Lord is equivalent to the Dao of Heaven. Since the Dao of Heaven wanted him to die, he dared to live in the world. This is the retribution for his defying the Dao of Heaven. .

But in the cruel scene in my memory, a person suddenly walked out from the crowd, Wen Gu hugged him tightly, isolated all criticism from the outside world, leaned into his ear and said to him over and over again: You are not wrong, you are not dirty at all Despicable, dirty and despicable are these people.

I think you are very clean.

Ye Jialan closed his eyes, his eyelashes were trembling, and said softly: "My serious injury has healed. If you want, follow me back to my mansion. I have a more careful plan for destroying "Acacia".

Wen Gu looked at him worriedly, and said in a low voice, "Is your injury really healed? It's so dangerous, you better not participate."

"Don't worry about me." Ye Jialan opened his eyes, blinked at him slowly, and said with a sly smile: "If you really do something, Sage Bilian will be defeated by me, let alone those low-level soul boys ?”

Both Ghost Arhat and Yin Han were startled. Shengjun's cultivation level was second only to that of Demon Lord. They fought with Xu Fu and Shengjun for a long time, but they failed to gain the upper hand. This night, Ye Jialan could easily defeat Shengjun. Jun?

The master deserves to know a hero with his eyesight. He was able to find such a master among the demons, and he was willing to betray the demon king for him with just a few words.

Wen Gu didn't know whether what he said was true or not, and worried that Ye Jialan would be too strong, so he asked, "When will your injury heal?"

"Fairly."

Ye Jialan answered truthfully.

"Everyone, I'm still here!" The demon general, who was out of the situation, couldn't bear to see the few people discussing conspiracy and tricks openly, and suddenly interjected.

Ghost Arhat gave Ye Jialan a wink, Ye Jialan nodded knowingly with a smile, cupped his hands slightly and said: "Please trouble me, I will wait for you at the residence."

Ghost Arhat vaguely sensed the sudden change in Ye Jialan, the humble and obsequious Ye Jialan disappeared, he no longer put his status as inferior and flattered others, but became an equal to them.

He was even more curious, what is the purpose of the master?

……

Ye Jialan's mansion is located at the bottom of the Buddha Pagoda. It is said to be a mansion, but it is actually just two dark and remote houses, and there is an old servant with gray hair.

Arranging Wen Gu in the big house, Ye Jialan washed off the thick powder on his face, changed into neat clothes, lit a lamp, prepared paper, ink, brushes and inkstone, and sat at the table calmly.

The pale yellow candlelight fell on his face, and the hideous crimson scars were clearly visible. A few knives had penetrated into the bones. Forget who you really are.

While studying the ink, the old servant asked curiously, "Master, you seem to be in a good mood today?"

Ye Jialan smiled slightly, nodded and said: "I have never had a day as happy as today."

"I don't know what the young master is talking about?" The old servant was very strange. He seemed to see a person brought back by the young master today, but he couldn't remember the appearance of that person at all.

Ye Jialan picked up the Xuan pen, sketched freely on the paper, and asked without raising his head: "How happy are you living in the Buddha Pagoda? Do you want to go back to the Nineteenth City?"

The old servant said: "You and I have a place to live because of the grace of the devil, how dare you have other extravagant demands?"

"to be frank."

"I think, I'm thinking about it in my dreams, I don't want to stay in this shitty place for a day!"

Ye Jialan smiled lightly, and a rough map of the Demon Palace was drawn on the rice paper, "I am more ambitious than you. Not only do I want to go back to the Nineteenth City, I also want to enter the palace."

The old servant smiled awkwardly, "My lord, can the devil let us into the palace?"

Ye Jialan blew on the pen and ink on the nib dipped in ink, and asked casually: "Do you hate the devil?"

The old servant was about to answer no hatred, so he heard Ye Jialan say: "Tell the truth."

"Hate, he ruined my family, and the spirit boy insulted my beloved wife. I wish I could chew his flesh and drink his blood!" The old servant said through gritted teeth.

Ye Jialan smiled softly, step by step, "Then why don't you take revenge on the Demon Lord?"

The old servant's expression froze, and he said, "My cultivation base is low, I'm afraid I'll hit a stone with an egg if I want to take revenge on him."

"What if someone can avenge you?"

"Who?! Where? How much money do you need?"

Ye Jialan shook his head, leaned over and carefully hooked a tree and a house in the demon palace, "You don't need money, you forgot the remnants of the Jitian Demon Lord, but you have been waiting for a comeback to avenge the Jitian Demon Lord, and the Demon Lord despises them. The enemy's enemy is our friend."

"...Those remnants, they can't protect themselves, how can they be the opponent of the devil?"

"Before that, the Demon Lord was practicing lovesickness, and it was at a time when we could not be distracted. If we took advantage of his danger, we would sneak into the Demon Palace and take him..."

Ye Jialan's eyes were bright, and there was a hearty smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't continue to speak.

The old servant was shocked by his boldness, "Are you crazy? If you dare to kill the king, three thousand soul boys can kill you alive."

"It's not me who kills the king. You forgot again. The Demon Lord's seat was stolen from the Jitian Demon Lord. The Jitian Demon Lord has great prestige in the clan. They are afraid that he will love him too. No one dares to reveal the cruel behavior of the traitor."

Ye Jialan twirled fine cinnabar with her fingertips, and painted it on the painting to mark the road, "I just want to add fuel to the flames. Anyway, someone has to be the devil, so I might as well choose someone I like."

"You are crazy...you are really crazy..." the old servant muttered.

Ye Jialan chuckled noncommittally, the scarlet cinnabar was as bright as the blood he had shed, and murmured in a low voice: "I'm not crazy, I'm healed."

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