Lord of the Night

It took Fang Che a full five days to finish writing three copies of 20,000 words each, and each copy had a full 27,000 to 28,000 words.

The reason why there are three copies is that, although Sun Wutian did not ask for it, Fang Che still wrote one for the old demon, and the one with the longest number of words is close to 30,000 words.

He knew very well that if he didn't have this, the old devil would beat him half to death on the spot.

The Night Demon Cult is also writing about it.

The most difficult one was Niu Baizhan. After five days of writing, Niu Baizhan only managed to write less than a thousand words. Fang Che took one look and tore it up: "Rewrite it!"

Niu Baizhan went back with a bitter face and started studying again.

Ding Jieran had the most insights and wrote more than 40,000 words.

The Night Demon Cult Master slammed him: "Simplify it! It's too watery! You're just a chatterbox!"

“…”

Ding Jieran went back quietly to rewrite it.

Without saying a word.

On the contrary, Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia laughed happily for a long time because the leader actually called the Dharma Protector a "chatterbox".

What a chatterbox. To be honest, this is the first time in my life that I have seen someone who is so frugal with words.

But what puzzled several people in the Night Demon Cult was that Mo Wang and Ma Qianli could not be contacted again.

Feng Yun is sending people to investigate the matter.

The other members of the Night Demon Cult, including the leader Night Demon, were completely clueless about the Divine Capital and could only wait.

That evening.

Feng Yun is here.

The smile was very kind: "Night Demon, have you finished writing?"

"I've finished writing it. I've written almost 90,000 words."

Fang Che shook his wrist and said, "It has come to the point where I want to vomit whenever I see a brush in my life."

"Hahaha……"

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Me too, a little less than you, I wrote more than 60,000."

"Why do you have so many?" Fang Che was curious.

"Do you really think that Vice-Chief Yan's request was only for you?"

Feng Yun smiled bitterly: "That is the requirement for everyone... If you don't believe me, just wait and see. Anyone who fails to write 20,000 words will be punished without mercy this time. It all depends on who can think quickly and understand."

"Then it seems that there will definitely be bad luck this time."

Fang Che laughed.

Feng Yun burst out laughing: "The unlucky ones this time probably won't be just one or two, but at least two or three thousand. They would forget about it even if a towel emphasized it for a hundred years, let alone this kind of hint."

Fang Che couldn't stop smiling: "It seems that you really have a grudge against that towel. You still mention it every day."

Feng Yun waved his hand and set up a soundproof barrier, then he slumped in the chair with a distorted face and said without any image: "It's not just a matter of resentment, but the family of the deceased. Many of them are now colluding to cause trouble for me."

Fang Che was silent, and said: "Then you really need to be careful in dealing with this. The family whose members have died will not reason with you."

Feng Yun smiled bitterly: "So now I can truly understand your feelings. I also truly understand how it felt when Night Demon raised the Gu to become a god, and when the dead families came out, they all came looking for revenge on you."

He sighed deeply: "Now, if anyone dies in there, the blame will be mine!"

Fang Che said: "How can they all be yours? Chen Yun, Bi Feng, Feng Xing and others all brought a group with them."

"How can this responsibility be shirked?"

Feng Yun shook his head and said, "I am the main leader of this entry. I can't push it to others. This is a matter of responsibility and courage."

Fang Che said sincerely: "I have to say, Young Master Yun, your personality really doesn't seem like someone who belongs to our righteous sect."

"I don't deny that."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Perhaps I can be more comfortable with the Guardian. However, Night Demon, one can choose one's circumstances and even opportunities; but one's birth is the only thing that cannot be chosen."

"Besides, this is a question of pattern and responsibility."

Feng Yun sighed softly.

Then he smiled and said, "Don't think that our orthodox religion really has no bottom line... At least, those above the middle level still have some sense of shame, and those at the top level are self-disciplined, and those who are truly at the highest level are all people with broad minds and great vision."

"You have been at the bottom and have seen too many dark sides, but the top and bottom are different."

Feng Yun emphasized.

"In my opinion, except for the Supreme Leader, the others are similar. For example, the siege of you by the major families this time."

Fang Che sneered, "It's still a waste of time."

"It can't be helped."

Feng Yun was a little tired, and said: "This time, there are a few things I need to tell you."

"Mr. Yun, please speak." Fang Che said respectfully.

"Don't be so polite to me. I treat you as a brother. You know and can see that this is not the so-called imperial mentality to win over subordinates."

Feng Yun sighed.

"When we talk about serious matters, we should be more formal so as not to form a habit. It doesn't matter if we play around on weekdays. I won't be polite with you."

Fang Che laughed.

"All right."

Feng Yun said: "The first thing is about the Night Demon Cult. The whereabouts of your two subordinates, Mo Wang and Ma Qianli, are not good. After we entered, they immediately left Shenjing City. They went out from the south gate and headed southeast."

"After leaving the city, he disappeared."

"But after a careful inspection, we found traces of fighting in the mountains and forests 1,700 miles outside the city. There were also traces of a breakout, so they must have been ambushed there."

"The Southeast Headquarters found no trace of the two men returning. My people traced the area eight thousand miles away and did not investigate further."

"So I have no news on the whereabouts of these two people. Has your Five Spirit Gu contacted them?"

"No."

"In that case, he has either been captured, or he has escaped and entered the forbidden area again."

Feng Yun gave a conclusion.

"He must have been caught."

Fang Che frowned and said, "It's a long way from here to the forbidden land. With the continued pursuit, they may not be able to escape to that place with their strength."

Feng Yun frowned and nodded, saying, "I think so too, so I have arranged to secretly investigate the movements of the masters of those families that have grudges against you."

Feng Yun then smiled bitterly and said, "But... you have too many enemies, and there are too many families that might take action. This kind of investigation is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Fang Che nodded grimly.

There is a feeling of powerlessness.

Because in this capital, his power is really not enough to make any waves.

No matter what you do, the power is not enough.

"The second thing is my family's business."

Feng Yun took out a jade slip: "Take a look."

Fang Che took it curiously, his spiritual sense intervened, and then he froze for a moment, looking up: "Sealing the Mist?!"

Feng Yun nodded bitterly: "My brother."

“…”

Fang Che lowered his head and scanned the case carefully with his spiritual sense: "This... has been twenty days, right? But it's obviously not yet been tried."

"Yes, there has been no trial until now."

Feng Yun said calmly: "They are probably waiting for us to come out. After we come out, one of us will handle this matter. It can be you, me, or Yan Beihan."

"There won't be a fourth person."

Feng Yun said affirmatively: "This is the task given to us."

"How did it come from me?"

Fang Che was shocked and said, "No matter from which aspect, this job shouldn't be my turn, right?"

"You're wrong. Yan Beihan and I will even be behind you in this job."

Feng Yun said: "Don't forget what you are doing over there."

Fang Che scratched his head: "But if I do the same thing here as over there, wouldn't it be exposed at once?"

"How could it be exposed?"

Feng Yun said: "The Guardians think Fang Che is the Night Demon, so after Fang Che dies, we will let the Night Demon do the same job as Fang Che. This is truly disgusting."

“Tsk…”

Fang Che was speechless: "There is still such a reason."

"You shouldn't have thought of it." Feng Yun said, "Why would you worry about being exposed?"

“But that’s what I do.”

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "No matter what happens, my first thought is always whether it will be exposed."

Feng Yun laughed out loud, out of breath: "I really am...hahaha, you can see how difficult it is to put yourself in someone else's shoes."

"Mr. Yun asked me to look at this today because..."

Fang Che asked.

"You have experience in handling cases like this. So I want to hear your opinion."

Feng Yun said bluntly: "Don't worry about me."

Fang Che read the entire file and memorized it in his mind. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Nominally, it's just a branch of the Feng family, but there are a lot of things going on here."

"continue."

"There must be someone high up in the family involved. And Feng Wu... as a direct descendant, even if he has disabled legs and a twisted mind, how did he get in touch with the Divine Weasel Cult? There must be someone behind this."

Fang Che pondered and said, "The ultimate goal of this matter should be to target the main branch of your Feng family. But it is impossible to do it with just one or two bloodlines from the side branches."

"Young Master Yun...if this matter really needs to be investigated in detail."

Fang Che frowned, "The Feng family has been seriously injured. That is foreseeable."

"That's what I thought."

Feng Yun said: "So you should think about how to proceed with this matter first, and I will give you all the information you need."

Fang Che frowned: "Young Master Yun wants to investigate in detail?"

"Not only will I investigate carefully, I will also take this opportunity to clean up the family!"

Feng Yun's face showed a bone-chilling chill: "Clean it up thoroughly!"

Fang Che's face twisted for a moment, and he asked, "How many people are there in the Feng family now? If we count all the main branches, vassal families, and affiliated families?"

"About three thousand."

Feng Yun said.

"Three thousand?" Fang Che widened his eyes.

"Ten thousand." Feng Yun said.

"I'm asking about 30 million! That much??"

Fang Che’s eyes almost popped out: One family, 30 million people?

“Surprised?”

Feng Yun looked into Fang Che's eyes and said slowly, "If I say that this is the number of people in the Feng family after eliminating those who do not have martial arts qualifications, would you be more surprised? If those people are included, it will be difficult to count."

Fang Che was shocked.

Eyes like copper bells.

Feng Yun felt strange instead: "Ye Mo, you are not serious, are you? Do you really think thirty million is a lot?"

“That’s a lot!”

Fang Che said from the bottom of his heart: "Too much!"

Feng Yun was speechless for a while, but finally a look of realization appeared on his face: "I forgot... The Fang family in Bibo City is not big... The families you dealt with in the southeast are not super families, and most of them do not need to be wiped out... It's normal that you don't understand this aspect."

Fang Che said: "Please let Young Master Yun explain."

"Since you don't understand, just keep quiet."

Feng Yun burst out laughing.

He sincerely felt that Fang Che should understand, but he didn't expect that this guy really didn't understand. This feeling made Feng Yun feel very interesting.

There is a sense of absurdity that "the world-famous Fang Butcher actually doesn't understand this."

"Mr. Yun, sometimes I honestly feel that being your subordinate is less comfortable than being your brother."

Fang Che said depressedly: "What about the third thing?"

"The third thing is... this time, your enemies and those who want to deal with me have started to join forces."

Feng Yun showed a strange look on his face: "They want to deal with me, but they can't kill me, but they want to restrict me...so..."

Fang Che was stunned for a moment, then he understood what he meant, and his face twisted immediately: "So their target is me, right?"

“Ahem…”

Feng Yun felt a little ashamed, and after a few dry coughs, he said, "...Yes."

“…”

Fang Che closed his eyes with a distorted expression: "... really... what kind of logic is this?"

"It's mainly the news that comes from people who came out of it."

Feng Yun was also a little amused and said, "We have been working well together in there, and when we were all together in the last period of time, we showed that we were compatible and had a good relationship. They came out to spread the word, and then somehow, a rumor started. And people believed it."

"What's that?"

Fang Che's face was already showing signs of spasm.

"When Feng Yun takes charge, the wind and clouds rise, and the Night Demon threatens the world!"

Feng Yun said.

Fang Che's face twisted, and he said with a toothache: "This is... too much of a compliment to me."

"Of course, they have another story about how they dealt with you, and it was also spread by them."

Feng Yun stopped laughing this time and said softly, "When we fought for the treasure book, we killed so many people that everyone recognized a fact: As long as Ye Mo survives, Feng Yun will be safe. If you want to get rid of Feng Yun, you must kill Ye Mo first!"

Fang Che sat upright on the chair, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, and said with extreme resentment: "Which bastard spread this news? How could anyone believe such completely fabricated news?"

Feng Yun did not laugh, but said very carefully and seriously: "I am telling you seriously, they really believe in this matter! Some people even said something mysterious: You represent my luck."

"Me? Representing your luck?"

Fang Che screamed, pointed at his nose, and asked in exaggerated surprise.

"Yes, it is very detailed. It says that although Night Demon is weak, he will not die. No matter which expert is sent out, he will not die. This is a matter of Feng Yun's luck. If Night Demon can be killed, then Feng Yun's luck will be broken in half."

Feng Yun touched his nose and said, "And this kind of speech is said to be very popular now."

"!!!"

Fang Che was completely confused.

He could think of other reasons, but this was not the one.

He never imagined that the society on the side of the Only Orthodox Church was far more bizarre than that of the Guardians!

This kind of thing is truly unimaginable to Fang Che!

It just happened so ridiculously.

He grabbed his hair and looked at me with circles in his eyes. He was stunned for a long time before he asked hopefully, "Mr. Yun, this can't be true, right?"

"I really want to tell you it's fake."

Feng Yun smiled bitterly and said, "But this is indeed true."

"It's over!"

Fang Che slumped in his chair, feeling powerless.

I just feel that the future is dark and the fire of life is shaking.

It's just that the number of his own enemies in Shenjing starts at hundreds of thousands, and with Feng Yun and others, the number will definitely start at a million! As for how high the number jumps to, it depends purely on luck.

Anyway...infinity!

"Don't worry! You won't die!"

Feng Yun smiled comfortingly and said, "My luck game is not so easy to break."

"hehe……"

Fang Che chuckled weakly twice.

You actually comfort me with such words, your luck bureau? Do you believe it yourself?

Feng Yun chuckled, even though these were just rumors, even though Ye Mo was extremely depressed now, and even though Feng Yun himself knew that these were not true.

However, I still don’t object in my heart!

Even if the rumors were even more outrageous, Feng Yun would not object. Although he would not add fuel to the flames, he would never be stupid enough to clarify!

The Night Demon is in my camp.

That's right.

Moreover, in the long run, these words cannot be wrong!

At least the sentence "When Feng Yun takes charge of the world, the Night Demon will terrorize the world!" Feng Yun feels that it makes sense!

Because this is his ideal situation.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Fang Che had already given the order to expel the guests with a dark face, regardless of the hierarchy. He was really not excited about this kind of thing. Ten thousand horses were galloping in his heart, and he was in a mess.

Even thoughts are fragmented.

The collapse and impatience at this moment are a true reflection of being unable to control!

"Of course there is something."

Feng Yun said: "Next, it will take some time for the three worlds to digest the situation. During this period, not only can you not go back to the southeast, but even I definitely can't go back. Moreover, during this period, your latest appointment will definitely be announced."

"We still need to speculate what your appointment should be, and then we will prepare in advance. I will prepare some information for you first."

Feng Yun smiled gently: "Because you are in the dark, the higher-ups will look down on you."

"Okay." Fang Che's hair drooped down, and his beard became limp and listless.

Feng Yun sat for a while and then left.

Before leaving, standing at the door, Fang Che said very seriously: "Ye Mo, I actually hope that the prophecies they spread will come true in the future."

"And from now on, I myself will first believe that it is true."

Feng Yun laughed out loud.

"Let me save my life first."

Fang Che felt powerless.

"As long as you survive, it's true!"

Feng Yun walked away laughing.

Fang Che looked at the pile of jade slips in front of him and his head suddenly became bigger.

These are all what Feng Yun left behind: the high-level structure of the Only My Orthodox Church, the explanation of the powers of each department, the distribution of power among the major families, the distribution of power among the Feng family, and the problems that the Only My Orthodox Church urgently needs to solve...

Fang Che began to study hard without sleep or food.

Because he needs to remember all these things.

Even if your head is spinning, you must remember this, because this is truly a special treatment given to you by Feng Yun.

This is real wealth.

For two consecutive days, I read and thought non-stop without sleep.

Then the news came.

All the people who came out from the three worlds started the meeting.

This is the preliminary work completed.

Start commending, rewarding and punishing, and summarizing.

No matter what world it is, no matter which force it is, this is a necessary procedure after a major event is completed!

After Fang Che and the others arrived, they found that it was exactly the official language they had imagined, which lasted for an hour.

Then came the announcements.

Each person will be replenished with supplies and given rewards, but there will be no punishment.

Everyone who enters will gain merit.

The lowest award was fifty merits.

As for those who died in there, everyone has contributed.

Then the pension standards will be issued.

Fang Che listened drowsily, then started to go to the reward distribution area, first to receive supplements, and then to receive rewards based on merit.

This wave is really huge.

The losses that Yan Beihan reported to Fang Che were simply appalling.

Not to mention the various elixirs, there are 20,000 jars of dragon blood ginseng liquid alone!

This allowed Lord Night Demon, who had already run out of supplies, to make a quick profit.

Merit rewards are optional. One is to keep the merit points for accumulation and promotion, and the other is to exchange them for cultivation resources, elixirs, natural treasures, etc.

Fang Che was not polite at all and exchanged all his merit points without any consideration!

Not even a cent left!

This made the people at the reward distribution office curse in their hearts: This country bumpkin who has never seen the world, others kept them for future promotions, but this country bumpkin, he got nothing left!

It seems that this country bumpkin still doesn't understand the importance of merit.

But this is of no use to Fang Che: he doesn't plan to stay here in the future, so why keep the merits?

That's really useless.

As soon as Fang Che got the dragon blood ginseng liquid, he poured one hundred jars into a large vat.

The Five Tiger Generals were thrown in together.

Ups and downs.

There's nothing I can do, I'm just that rich.

Mingshi and the other little fellows were soaking in the big bucket, looking very happy. There was no need to fight for it, Mingshi even advised Mingling with great generosity: "Drink more."

The ghost spirit, which was only half the size of a finger, rolled its eyes.

Even if you let me drink as much as I want every day, how much can I drink?

It was only from this moment that Fang Che began to calm down and examine what he had gained this time.

The gold soul, gold stone and other gold items were still the same fifteen pieces, along with three small pieces of iron, two pieces of divine formless jade, and an eagle-beak hammer and an eagle-beak chisel - all of them were things that "no one knew what they were used for".

The star fruit, the star soul thread, and the eternal night star thread have all been integrated into the body's meridians.

There are also six star threads left for Ye Meng, floating in his own spiritual space.

The sword soul, spear soul, halberd soul, and spirit soul all belong to their own.

The star spirit works diligently in the meridians every day, purifying the spiritual energy, driving the impure spiritual energy out of the meridians to dissipate, and guiding the pure spiritual energy around and driving it into the dantian, and then circulates it with the spiritual energy in the dantian.

Working hard every day without complaint.

Every time Fang Che wanted to get close to her and show his face to comfort her, she would timidly lower her head, looking as pitiful as if she had committed a heinous crime and was waiting for the trial result...