Exorcism

The beast demon Lao Bang turned over for the eleventh time and finally admitted that he would never be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

This was the first time in his life that he suffered from insomnia. Before this, even if he had to participate in a near-death battle the next day, he could fall down and sleep until dawn.

"Ah, his grandma's." Lao Chong spoke directly from his heart, expressing his hatred for insomnia.

The other demon clansmen in the cave were soundly asleep, snoring one after another, like a group of frogs competing in a loudspeaker competition. Lao Chong really wished that they were all frogs, so that he could crush two or three to death with one kick, or at most three would solve the problem.

After a while, he felt that the reason for his insomnia had nothing to do with the snoring, so he simply sat up, held his head and thought hard, and gradually understood the crux of the problem.

"His grandma, I'm a beast monster." Lao Chuang cursed again, louder. The monster on the bed next door stopped snoring and said something vaguely. Lao Chong clenched his fists, thinking that he might be able to fall asleep after a fight, but the demon soon started snoring again, giving him no chance to get angry.

This matter must be solved, and once you feel that something needs to be done, you will quickly turn it into something that must be done.

He put on his armor and boots and walked out of the cave. At this time, a demon woke up and asked loudly in confusion: "Lao Chong, what are you doing?"

"Go and die." Lao Chong replied angrily. He no longer wanted to fight.

The demon clan who asked the question was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes and went back to sleep. He felt that it was not particularly strange to keep "looking for death".

Although the camp was built on a leeward slope, no fires were allowed at night and it was pitch dark all around. Lao Chong didn't care. He had very good eyesight and could see very far as long as there was a little light. What's more, the moon tonight was round and bright. .

"Who?" the shadow at the entrance of the camp shouted.

Lao Chong roared in his own animal language, and the other party immediately fell silent. He may not have understood the roar, but he just didn't want to argue with a real beast monster.

Lao Chong walked up the slope towards the spirit demon camp. More than ten days ago, he had a fight with several spirit demons, but failed to win and was kicked out. In fact, he was already very restrained, but the recovery of the demon elixir made him feel so good that he had to raise his fists to express it.

He felt that this was a very small thing, not even worth remembering, but the spirit monsters didn't think so. They were always polite to each other. Even when Jin Cu was the king, he never treated any spirit monster with kindness. I was scolded loudly and never got into a fight.

"How can you still look like a demon clan if you actually hold grudges after a fight?" Lao Chong muttered angrily to himself, "Besides, it was me who got beaten."

Lao Chong felt it was unfair. Of course, he had to admit that he was the one who started that fight, and for no reason other than an itchy heart and itchy hands.

A young Tanyang demon blocked the entrance to the camp. Like most spirit demons, he didn't like to wear clothes. He had two pieces of animal skins wrapped around his body. He was barefoot and shirtless, with most of his chest exposed - the spirit demon was as polite as a Taoist priest. Polite, but even worse dressed than the most savage demon clan.

"I want to go in." Lao Chuang waved his arm, feeling that his words had been made very clear.

"You're not welcome here."

"I didn't ask you to welcome me." Lao Chong was a little surprised, but he didn't stop. "Just step aside and don't block the way."

The Tanyang Demon did not move.

Knowing that the spirit demon was dissatisfied with him because of the fight, Lao Chong wanted to fight even more, so he punched him. He didn't understand what 50% strength or 80% strength meant. As long as he punched, he would go all out.

The Tanyang demon is two heads shorter and thinner than Lao Chuang, but its strength is not weak at all. They were born with great strength when they were still spirit beasts, and after transforming into demons, they are far stronger than ordinary demons.

Neither of the two demons said a word, and they just punched and kicked each other. The punches and kicks landed on the body with a thud, like a mallet wrapped in thick cloth hitting a leather drum.

Lao Chong is by no means the strongest monster. He has one advantage: he is resistant to beatings and is not afraid of pain. The harder his opponent's fist is, the straighter he can stand and the longer he can stand.

The Tanyang Demon was tired and felt that what he had hit was not a living creature at all, but a monster-shaped sandbag. Even if he beat him all night, it would be useless. "Stop." He stopped first and took a few steps back. "Who are you looking for? ?”

Lao Chong had long forgotten his original purpose and chased after him happily, "I'm going to find you. Come on, let's keep fighting.

Tanyang Yao shook his head. He did not raise his hand, but he lost interest because of the constant collision. "You are not dead or falling, why don't you fight?"

Tan Yang Yao just shook his head, "Tell me who you are looking for and I will call them for you."

"It's midnight now, can't we meet during the day?"

"No, right now, if you don't report it, I will do it myself."

Lao Chong's anger sank into his dantian, and as soon as he called out the word "spirit", Tanyang Yao waved his hands hurriedly, "Don't call, don't call, I'll go and inform you."

Lao Chuang grinned, stretched out his hand and slapped Tanyang Yao on the shoulder, "That's right, let's fight another day. What made you kid? My hands hurt from the beating, but you didn't do anything. ”

The Tanyang Demon snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the depths of the camp. As he walked around a cave, he hurriedly rubbed his body and face a few times. It wasn't that he was "nothing at all", but that he was in terrible pain.

Lao Chong stood waiting at the entrance of the camp, feeling that it would be better here. Although the spirit demons were a bit effeminate, they were not weak at all when fighting, and they were very serious about what they did. Even the holes they dug were arranged neatly. The size is the same, unlike ordinary monsters who just dig wherever they want, erect a few frames and lay a few wooden boards to form the roof of the cave.

One spirit demon went to report the news, and two spirit monsters came back.

Lao Chong waved to Jin Cu and said with a smile: "Lao Jin, why did you come out?"

As a Jin Cui horse, Jin Cu is only six or seven years old, which is equivalent to a human being eighteen or nineteen years old. His temperament and personality are indeed consistent with his age. He doesn't like the title "Lao Jin" at all. He walked up to Lao Chong and said, Take action without saying a word.

Lao Chong didn't even see Jin Cu's moves clearly, and his huge body was already embedded in the snow. He lay like that for a while, then stood up and without asking why, he raised his fist and struck again.

Jin Cu is not an ordinary spirit demon. He is much more powerful than Lao Chong. Throwing him is as easy as flipping pancakes on a frying pan. Lao Chong has little power to fight back, but he will not admit defeat, let alone lie down. He was fooling around in the snow, falling down and getting up again, and every time he got up he was in a desperate posture.

Jin Cu was born with some magic skills, but he didn't want to kill Lao Chong. He just wanted to teach him a lesson and let him retreat. As a result, he fell seventeen times in a row, but the beast monster didn't retreat. The snow made a big hole.

"The Spirit King is resting, and no one is there." Jin Cuo said angrily, and the Tanyang Demon next to him made an "I told you so" look at him.

Lao Chong was actually a little dizzy, but he was still unconvinced, "You didn't ask me, how did you know that the Spiritual King didn't see me? Don't think that just because you look like a catechumen, you can be favored in front of the Spiritual King, I tell you... …”

Lao Chong flew into the sky, and then fell heavily on the snow. With a bang, a human-shaped pit was created, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

What he said just now greatly offended Jin Cu.

Jin Cu's face was livid, and several streams of black smoke came out of his nostrils. If he had struck harder, the beast monster would have died at the entrance of the camp.

The fight at the door finally woke up the spirit demons in the camp. The old sandalwood sheep demon named Sandalwood Burner by Yang Qingyin came over, stroked a handful of black beard and said, "The Spirit King wants to see him."

When Jin Cu and the young Tan Yang Yao lifted Lao Chong up, he was actually smiling, "Wouldn't it be easier if I informed you earlier?"

Yang Qingyin heard the noise outside early in the morning and found that even Jin Cu could not send Lao Chuang away, so she decided to meet this beast monster.

She lives in a snow cave like the spirit demons, but it has been decorated with magic. It is spacious, bright, warm and comfortable without any trace of snow. There are also many small objects sent by the female demons, most of which are exquisitely carved bone ornaments, hornware.

Lao Chong was able to stand up again. He stood in King Ling's snow cave and looked around. He praised: "It's really beautiful. Can you fall asleep in a place like this?"

Ten spirit demons, including Jin Cui, lined up on both sides. Yang Qingyin sat on a bearskin chair, looking at the beast demon with a bruised nose and swollen face, "Give you a chance, tell me. It's really something, I forgive you, you are so messy, I Hang your head at the camp gate."

Lao Chuang touched his neck. Although it was an honor to have his head hanging from the camp gate, he still preferred having his head on his body. "Why do you forgive me?"

"I didn't break in. I just waited at the door. It was him, and he, too, refused to inform me. King Spirit, I think you should change the door to some smarter spirit monsters."

Jin Cu was about to get angry again, and the old demon Sandalwood Burner said: "Lao Chong, if the Spirit King gives you a chance, just talk about it. It's so late..."

"Yes, everyone still needs to sleep." Lao Chong seemed to have just remembered this matter. He laughed twice as an apology, then put away his smile and said, "Mu Xingqiu went to Worship the Moon Mountain?"

"Not yet, he will set off after dawn." Yang Qingyin did not expect that Lao Chong insisted on seeing her and was talking about Mu Xingqiu.

"Spirit King, you have to tell him that he can't go."

Yang Qingyin was silent for a while, "You can tell him yourself, why are you looking for me?"

"I can't enter the Taoist camp. They don't have a gatekeeper there, so I can't find an opponent in a fight."

The Taoist camp is actually very tightly guarded, and ordinary monsters can't find the entrance at all.

Yang Qingyin was silent for a while, "Why can't he go to Moon Worship Mountain?"

Lao Chong sighed, "I am a demon clan, so I shouldn't have said these words, but... Mu Xingqiu has a hard time, and I don't want to see him fall into a trap."

"trap?"

"I heard some rumors that Mr. Yishi is trapped in the golem. Whoever can rescue him will not only get the golem, but also the magic skills taught by Mr. Yishi himself. I also heard that the Ice City Monster Clan In fact, we had already discussed with the wolf demon that we would trap Mu Xingqiu in the Moon Worshiping Mountain Cave and exchange him for the demon statue."

Yang Qingyin stared at Lao Chong, convinced that this beast monster would not lie, and suddenly stood up, "You guys guard the camp, I want to go to Baiyue Mountain."

Yang Qingyin was extremely fast and passed by Lao Chong. Before he could react, the figure had disappeared.

"Why did King Ling go to Worship the Moon Mountain? Why don't you just remind Mu Xingqiu?" Lao Chuang was confused.

"King Ling lied. Mu Xingqiu has already gone to Moon Worship Mountain." Sandalwood Lu stroked his beard and said. He immediately guessed what was going on and cast a glance at Jin Cuo.

This glance was both questioning and forcing.