I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

The taxi stopped in front of Luming Mountain Villa.

Lingpingan got out of the car, and the driver got out of the car, and said very respectfully: "Master, go slowly..."

"Master, you should come back earlier!" Lingpingan turned around and waved his hands.

The other party said respectfully: "Good job!"

But he kept watching Lingpingan, walked into the gate of Luming Villa, until he disappeared into the night.

He lazily sighed with emotion: "Immortals! There really are immortals!"

Then he returned to the car and turned on the communication channel of the car.

In the channel, familiar voices are discussing in full swing.

"do you know?"

"Tonight, in the sky above the imperial capital, there is a sword fairy chasing fiercely! I saw it with my own eyes, that sword fairy Yujian, leaping from between tall buildings..."

"That sword light... tsk tsk tsk..."

"I saw it too!"

"In the middle of the night, over the Foreign Ministry Building, there is a rainbow shining through the sun..."

Listening to the lively discussions among colleagues in the channel.

The driver master chuckled: "Sword Immortal?"

"I have met a real god! The car that the god gave me back has been consecrated!"

It's a pity that the gods don't call him a rumor.

I can only listen to these colleagues blowing water and bragging on the channel.

……………………………

The helicopter rotates over the cross slope.

Huge searchlights hit among the ruins of the factory building.

Zhang Hui jumped off the helicopter and landed steadily on the ground.

At this time, the entire cross slope was full of soldiers with live ammunition.

There are also hundreds of masters in black guards, who are mixed in the army and monitor any accidents at any time.

"How's the big formation of Biluo Huangquan?" Zhang Hui asked Ning Qinghong who came to welcome him as soon as he landed.

"Mr. Zhang..." Ning Qinghong replied, "Everything is fine..."

"only……"

"Huh?" Zhang Hui asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Qinghong replied: "Before that young master left, he promoted a heroic spirit to be a 'City God'..."

"If Mr. Lu wakes up...what should we do?"

Zhang Hui frowned: "City God?"

"Mr. Ling promoted a heroic spirit to be the City God?"

"This is the right to enshrine the gods!"

Fengshen is the power of heaven and earth.

Since the recovery of spiritual energy, the federal empire has been conducting research and exploration in this area.

Unfortunately, the threshold has not been touched.

It's just that by mistake, Guan Shengdijun, the guardian god, was cultivated.

but……

Guan Shengdijun is an isolated case, and there are too many places that cannot be copied.

Now, who promoted a heroic spirit to be a city god?

Although the City God is small, he is also a god.

And making gods is something that the Federation Empire and the Black Guards have been working hard on since the recovery of spiritual energy!

Only by creating new gods can the old gods be buried!

Those bloodthirsty, crazy old gods who regard everything in the world as pigs and dogs should be buried!

Federal empire, never be a slave!

Zhang Hui then asked, "Where is that heroic spirit?"

"Your Excellency, please come with me..." Ning Qinghong said.

So he took Zhang Hui to the ruins, in front of a hidden house surrounded by countless ghost spirits.

This yin house is not like the antique houses in movies and TV.

On the contrary, it has a modern atmosphere.

It has a structure of more than ten floors, and the outer wall looks similar to the outer wall of the municipal building in the imperial capital, all of which are made of glass.

It's just that this kind of glass looks like aluminum foil.

Some feel unreal.

Looking at the building hidden among the ruins and wrapped in a ghostly atmosphere, Zhang Hui was also a little dazed.

"What's going on?" he asked.

How did the legendary yin house become a mansion?

In front of the building, he also saw a few solid-looking soldiers in military uniforms standing guard.

The soldiers still had their rifles in their hands.

Zhang Hui walked over, and the soldiers saluted one after another.

Standard federal imperial military salute!

"Welcome General!" they shouted in unison.

A man wearing a major's uniform came out of the shady mansion and said to Zhang Hui, "Mr. Zhang, our mayor is waiting for you..."

"Mayor?" Zhang Hui didn't quite understand.

"The ancient City God is equivalent to the county magistrate or county guard of a place..."

"That's the current mayor, senior officials..."

"Although the imperial capital is a special city, it is also a city...so, Xiaozhuang is equivalent to being appointed mayor..."

"Can it still be like this?" Zhang Hui was dumbfounded.

The other party laughed: "Of course it can be like this!"

"Yin Division, you have to keep pace with the times!"

"Especially, the Lord Fu has not returned yet!"

"However, if he returns, he will no longer be the Lord Taishan, or Tubo..."

"It's like he changed from Tubo to Taishan Mansion..."

"It's all about following people's cognition and changes in the world!"

Zhang Hui listened, and instantly grasped the key point: "Senior Wang, what do you mean..."

This major is a major of the Black Guards.

But it was the major more than a hundred years ago.

Back then, he followed the governor at that time and came here to quell the incident on Shizipo.

In the crisis, he and more than a hundred of his comrades sank into the ghost core hand in hand.

With his own sacrifice, he won the chance of reversal!

After his death, his soul did not dissipate naturally with a very small probability, but condensed into a ghost, still retaining the memory of his life.

Therefore, he also became the ghost guard of Shizipo.

For hundreds of years, he has been leading the dead heroic spirits to guard and protect this place.

Zhang Hui and him often meet.

After all, he is the minister of the palace and is responsible for the safety of the imperial capital.

Naturally, the two had already become friends.

Major Wang straightened his collar lightly. It was originally just a military uniform made of Yin Qi covering the soul body, but now it was lifelike, as if it were real.

He smiled and explained: "It's just what the general thinks..."

"After Xiao Zhuang was appointed as the City God by that person, she realized many things..."

"Using its authority to mobilize the power of the underworld, this temporary office building was built in the gap between the world and the underworld, as a place to house, control and judge the souls of the dead in the imperial capital..."

"It is also commonly known as the Town God's Temple!"

"The ancient Town God's Temple can now be the mayor of the Yin Division of the imperial capital!"

Zhang Hui listened, his heart beating thumpingly.

But he still didn't understand, so he asked: "How did that person appoint... um... Xiaozhuang as the City God?"

"I don't really understand the specifics... At that time, I was restrained by the Bi Luo Huang Quan formation of the Suppression School..."

"By the way!" Major Wang said suddenly, "General, I hope you know something..."

"There is an inner ghost among the guards in black!"

"He put a strange poison in the incense that the black clothes guard provided us. This strange poison prevented us from discovering the change of Bi Luo Huang Quan in the first place!"

These heroic spirits died in the underworld.

The soul has long been bound to this land, inseparable from each other.

Especially that gentleman.

In a sense, he is Shizipo, and also the Great Formation of Bi Luo Huang Quan.

Any plots and techniques aimed at this place cannot escape their control.

It is precisely because of this that they have been able to firmly grasp this place over the years, and have built this place into a prison for the federal empire to detain and execute those evil spirits.

At the same time, it has also become a place to house those who have become ghosts due to various accidents.

but……

Even ghosts need supplies.

Incense, yang, yin...

These are the resources that the ghosts depend on for a living.

Except for Yin Qi, the other two rely on the supplies of the black-clothed guards.

And someone tampered with these supplies.

As a result, all the high-ranking heroic spirits on the cross slope tonight were plotted against, and that powerful gentleman has not yet woken up.

Zhang Hui nodded, and he sneered: "Don't worry, we will catch that ghost!"

The guard in black has not been monolithic since ancient times.

There are never too many twenty-five boys!

Therefore, the black guards have never been soft on these traitors.

While the two were talking, they had already entered the interior of this shady mansion.

As soon as he entered the door, there was a thick cloud of yin, and even Zhang Hui felt the bone-chilling chill.

The moment you walk through the door.

Zhang Hui saw the inside of the building, in the middle of the hall that was no different from the present world.

An invisible tentacle-like thing wrapped around a howling and painful soul body.

The top of the tentacle opens like a flower bud.

Drops of liquid dripped down.

The entangled soul kept begging for mercy: "Give me a good time... ah... give me a good time!"

"Please! Please!"

But that bud-like thing, like a machine, was only focused on torturing it.

Moreover, Zhang Hui noticed that each drop of those dripping liquids is the liquid of pain for punishment and torture.

And the other drop is something that has the miraculous effect of instantly healing the soul and body.

As a result, the wailing soul was already in a state of slack in the last second, and it seemed that it was about to fly away. The next second, it solidified in an instant, and then howled miserably and begged for mercy again.

Looking at the howling soul, Zhang Hui knew that it was Ding Jianping, the chief deacon of the Victory Sect, nicknamed Ding Blind!

This person has committed countless serious crimes!

Including but not limited to anti-humanity, genocide and waging war.

It ranks among the top three in the federal empire's red notice all the year round.

At the same time, it is also the target of permanent pursuit by more than ten foreign countries!

"You have today too!" Zhang Hui was extremely happy in his heart.

Then he heard the major next to him say: "This dog attacked that one... Then, it became like this..."

"It is said that the body entrusted by him and the robe entrusted by the body after the dissection were all smashed by that one!"

"In the end, the one who pulled out his soul and imposed this punishment..."

"It seems that he will be sentenced here forever..."

"Repent in wailing and pain forever and ever!"

Zhang Hui felt a chill down his spine as he listened.

However, as long as he thought that this person was a butcher whose hands were stained with the blood of countless innocents and heroes, he was extremely satisfied.

only……

"This kind of torture... Will he get used to it?" Zhang Hui asked his own question.

"No!" A cold voice appeared from above.

A female officer in a black army uniform with the rank of second lieutenant on her shoulders fell from the ceiling.

"The punishment imposed by the lord..."

"How could such a loophole be left?"

She looked at Blind Ding who kept wailing expressionlessly.

"Your Excellency, General... As far as I know, the punisher summoned by the Fujun is a veteran skilled in punishment and prison!"

"Look... the liquid he drips, every drop will be fine-tuned..."

"Make sure that every time this sinner is tortured, it will be different from the last time!"

"Guaranteed to be forever and ever, in extreme pain!"

"Until, its soul origin and consciousness are completely wiped out by pain and torment!"

"Considering, the executioner is still treating it at the same time..."

"I estimate that this punishment will not stop in every 10,000 years!"

"It will be wiped away after ten thousand years of torture!"

Zhang Hui felt creepy when he heard it.

Legendary myths emerged in my mind.

According to Qin Lu mythology, the souls of sinners will be burned by flames in hell.

The Buddhists also talked about the various punishments in hell.

What tongue-pulling hell...

However, it is not as good as the punishment in front of him.

Because this is a punishment without end and respite.

Sinners will go to ultimate destruction in eternal pain and torment.

"Fujun?" Zhang Hui seemed to have grasped the key point: "Is that the Taishan Fujun?"

"No!" The female officer turned around, with a faint blue light lingering on her cold face.

"The Lord of Mount Tai is Him!"

"But he is not the Lord Taishan!"

"How to say?" Zhang Hui asked seriously.

"Master Taishan...the one who appeared tonight and granted me the power of the city god...is just a sojourn in his shadow..."

"So... I said, Lord Taishan is him...but he is not Lord Taishan!"

"Because the Lord Taishan may just be a parasite living on his body... a parasite that relies on him, resists or borrows his mighty power to resist the final fall and find a life!"

The female officer picked up a thin booklet.

"This is a piece of information that I have gleaned from the authority after I was granted the authority of City God..."

Zhang Hui listened and lowered his head.

He originally thought that he had glimpsed His personality.

But now I realize that what I have actually seen is just the tip of the iceberg, like a blind man touching an elephant.

The female officer in front of her turned around and said, "General, please follow me..."

"Mister is awake, please go over..."

"Sir, are you awake?" Zhang Hui followed immediately.

Sir, name is Lu Tai.

The third governor of the Black Guards.

He was also the only governor who died in battle!

He died here, his limbs were broken and his soul was shattered.

But by mistake, it merged with the entire Netherland and became an existence similar to the earth-bound spirit.

In a sense, he is still the leader of the Black Guards!

For hundreds of years, he has been silently guarding this land.

He has also been providing experience to the younger generations.

Most of the generals of the black guards have received his help.

Therefore, for a hundred years, generations of generals in black guards have respected him as Mr.

gentlemen!

The meaning of the teacher.

A teacher who preaches and accepts karma and solves doubts!

It is also the guide who guides the way forward and breaks the heart barrier.

Zhang Hui has been greatly favored by Mr. Zhang Hui!

In his heart, the husband is also a father and a friend, and he has always been extremely revered.

Hearing this, he didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly followed.