This person is too murderous

Qingxin Xiaozhu.

Li Wenjie went to sleep, and Miaoyin went back to his room to chant sutras and rest.

Jiang Daoming sat alone in the courtyard, drinking Thirty Years Daughter's Red.

Mellow wine aroma, as sweet as a spring.

Even though I was sitting alone drinking, my body was undergoing drastic changes.

Four dragons and four elephants are galloping around in the body, and the pure dragon-elephant energy is madly tempering the body.

A faint golden light glowed on the body surface, and every inch of skin was strengthening.

His whole figure seemed to be isolated from the outside world and in an independent space.

Practicing Dragon Elephant Kung Fu is like turning on an accelerator, practicing countless times in an instant.

The life force is passing quickly, and it has bottomed out in the blink of an eye.

The four dragons and four elephants roar silently, their skin is as tough as steel, and their weapons are hard to shake.

The bottleneck is loosening, and the dragon elephant at the top of the fourth level is roaring towards the fifth level.

The pure energy slowly gathered and turned into an illusory golden dragon, exuding a sacred aura.

It's a pity that the golden dragon only existed for a moment and then disappeared.

The life force has been exhausted, and Jiang Daoming is separated from practice, feeling a little sad.

Not even close!

The bottleneck has been loosened. If he can get more life, he can break through the level, step into the fifth level, and cultivate the five dragons and five elephants.

Sighing softly, he put down the wine jar and turned around to go back to the house to rest. There was still half a jar of wine in it for tomorrow.

Early the next morning.

Jiang Daoming woke up early and went out with Miaoyin.

Li Wenjie has an exam tomorrow and he has to go back to the Demon Slayer Hall to prepare.

In the Demon Elimination Hall, Liu Yuanhua didn't dare to do anything.

"Where do you want to go today?" Miaoyin asked.

"When you and I get along, you are more like the same person." Jiang Daoming smiled lightly and said, "The title of donor sounds too strange."

Miaoyin is silent.

"I wonder if you can go to the west with me?" Jiang Daoming said.

"Outside the city to the west, Jiangshuihe?" Miaoyin's expression changed slightly.

"The demons caused trouble and fishermen lost their lives. It is not easy for the people of Jiangcheng to eat just a fish."

Jiang Daoming said calmly: "Now that I'm out, I have to do something."

"If you have this heart, the wonderful sound will accompany you, but the demon is hard to find. It hides in the river, and its cunning is hard to find."

Miaoyin said slowly: "I hope you will not follow the path of the demon and suppress your murderous intention."

"Isn't this about you?"

Jiang Daoming smiled lightly and took the lead to walk out of the city.

"Have you heard? Jiang Daoming was released."

While walking on the road, the words of passers-by caught Jiang Daoming's attention.

"Jiang Daoming? Who is he?" Someone asked blankly, being unfamiliar with this name.

"You don't even know Jiang Daoming? Three years ago, that killer in the Demon Slayer Hall."

"Three years ago, during the Demon Slayer exam, Jiang Daoming slaughtered more than three hundred demons by himself. In the end, he became so red that he even wanted to kill his own people."

"You're talking about him. I remembered it. I heard that if the exorcist hadn't taken action in the end, Jiang Daoming would have fallen into the devil's path and turned into a demon."

"The Demon Slayer Palace released him. Is he already cured?"

"What a fart. I just released it yesterday. I killed a lot of demons that night. I heard that I even killed an exorcist in the end."

"Hiss, all the demon slayers have been killed? Isn't that a real demon? How can the Demon Slayer Palace release such a person?"

Jiang Daoming's face was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard their conversation.

In the eyes of these ordinary people, the Demon Slayer is the embodiment of justice and an invincible existence.

He even killed the exorcist. He has obviously fallen into the devil's path and has no way to save himself. He should be killed or imprisoned forever.

"Foolish people, don't let them disturb your mind." Miaoyin whispered.

Jiang Daoming smiled and quickened his pace: "Let's go."

He is not interested in arguing with these ordinary people yet.

They had no idea what happened last night, and presumably someone secretly spread the news.

Miaoyin breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid of Jiang Daoming and had murderous intentions.

After leaving the city, Jiang Daoming quickened his pace, and Miaoyin followed him leisurely.

There was no one on the road outside the city, so Jiang Daoming also relaxed his pace and performed the Dragon Elephant Light Kung Fu.

During each step, the dragon and elephant follow him, and the speed of Qinggong is no slower than other Qinggong.

Miaoyin possesses the six powers of Buddhism, and the divine foot power is very fast, and he can easily keep up with his three-layered dragon elephant.

Half an hour later, the two arrived at Jiangshuihe.

The river is surging, the current is fast, and four or five fishing boats are floating in the water.

In the Jiangshui River, more than ten fishermen were casting nets to catch fish in the shallow water area of ​​the Jiangshui River.

The shallow water area is very close to the shore, and the Devil's Palace will check it regularly to ensure that fishermen can make a living.

It’s just that there are very few fish in shallow water, and fishermen will not gain much.

An old man was hunched over and arranging a fishing net on the shore. The net was actually full of fish.

The fish struggled, and some fish spit out some red bits, like flesh and blood, from their mouths.

The two stopped at the shore. Jiang Daoming glanced at his father-in-law: "Old man, the harvest is rich."

The old man raised his head, showing his yellow teeth: "Young man, do you want to buy fish?"

"I'll wait until I see the rest of the catch before I decide whether to buy the old man's."

Jiang Daoming stared at the old man with a strange look in his eyes.

The fourth-level dragon elephant secretly sensed a faint demonic aura from the old man, but it was very weak. If he didn't sense it carefully, he would never be able to detect it.

"Hey, how many fish can they catch? Just some small fish." The old man chuckled, looked at the fishermen in the river, and waved his hands.

"The small fish are delicious. The old man is very capable. Others have no harvest, but your fishing net cannot hold it. I wonder if the old man can carry it?"

Jiang Daoming smiled faintly.

"I have been fishing for a lifetime, I can't lose to the young man." The old man's eyes flickered, and he said: "Young man, if you don't want to buy fish, forget it, I have to be busy."

Jiang Daoming said nothing, looking at the old man's fishing boat, a small fishing boat, very old.

There was also red crumbs of bait in the fishing boat, emitting a pungent smell.

He stood on the shore, looking at the fishing boats fishing in the river, without moving.

"Aren't you going to find the demons?" Miaoyin asked in confusion, didn't you come to find the demons, why are you watching the fish here?

"Your telepathy, try it on that old man." Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

Miaoyin was puzzled, the Buddha's light flickered slightly, but her face changed instantly: "I can't sense it."

Her telepathy, even Jiang Daoming, who was a third-level dragon elephant before, could sense it, but now, it failed to work on an old man.

Jiang Daoming said nothing more, slowly waiting until noon, when the fishermen came ashore one after another.

They sighed, looked disappointed, looked at the old man with envy, parked the fishing boat, packed up the fishing nets and went home.

Jiang Daoming looked at their harvest, only a few small fish, the largest of which was only the size of a palm.

After all the fishermen left, the old man was still fishing, sighing: "Why hasn't my prodigal son come yet? There are so many fish, and I can't take them back. Young man, don't you really want to buy a few?"

"Old man, I have something to ask you." Jiang Daoming turned around and said calmly.

"Ask?" The old man said blankly: "If you don't buy fish, what can I ask?"

"I must know my question." Jiang Daoming's expression suddenly turned cold: "I want to ask, can demons transform into humans?"

The old man's pupils shrank, and his face was blank: "Young man, you are joking. How can I know whether demons can transform into humans?"

"Then what means did you use to transform into humans, old man?"

Jiang Daoming stepped forward, the dragon elephant true energy slowly circulated, and a force of suppression spread out.

On the fishing boat, the red crumbs of bait, wrapped in the dragon elephant true qi, fell into Jiang Daoming's hands.

The smell was pungent and disgusting.

"If I am not mistaken, this is human flesh, right?"

"You are such a bold demon, how dare you pass yourself off as a real person in front of me!"