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The evil king and old demon occupy Shilin Mountain and Jiuqu Gorge. But in fact, the power covers a radius of thousands of miles nearby, and it can be regarded as a big demon in Qingguo.

Therefore, with him the "testimonies" are strict. When all the demon kings come here to attend the meeting, they can't swagger into the hollow mountain - they need someone to check before they can be released.

This investigation is not an examination of anything else, but to verify the true identity to see whether it is the demon king or someone else in disguise. This was not the evil king's idea, but Qiduanjin's - she was afraid that someone with Taoism might get in and cause trouble.

The thing she used to check was the evil king's magic weapon, the "True Eye".

But he said that the appearance of this true eye has been seen by all the demons in the Hollow Mountain. Although it is impossible for the evil king to let every little demon play with it in his hands, he does not regard it as a forbidden body. Because this magic weapon is very large, and the truth can only be used to distinguish the authenticity.

But why such a thing has become the famous "magic weapon" of the evil king, the reason for which few people know.

On this day, Qiduanjin stood by the only entrance to the Trap Mountain, and sat on a tiger skin chair. There were dozens of demon soldiers around him, and they verified the demon kings one by one.

The demon king came sporadically, and Qiduan Jin waited quietly.

On this day, the sky near Shilin Mountain was clear. Although there is no green tree in the distance, the vast and rough Gobi also has a heroic meaning.

But whether it is Qiduanjin or the little demons around her, they are already tired of seeing this scene. So she leaned back in the sun on the big chair, and the little demons lay or leaned back, lazily basking in the sun beside her—and from a distance, it looked like a young woman with a group of children and grandchildren.

When the demon king came from afar, the little demons jumped up energetically. If it's a big demon, it's okay, if it's a little demon king somewhere, he will go up and search his body first. It was said that it was a search, but it was actually a search--all the things that could be seen on the body were taken away, and then the seven duanjin were called for interrogation.

Those little demon kings were afraid of the power of the evil king, and wherever they dared to deal with these demon soldiers, they all swallowed their anger. When his body was scavenged, he walked to the front of Qiduanjin.

At this time, he began to use his "true eye" to verify his identity.

The "True Eye" is a very large thing, six feet long and three feet wide. Stand it up taller than a man.

It looks like a giant iron plate - but it is. The evil king made a shell out of two iron plates and wrapped the treasure inside. But there was a small hole in the iron plate, about the size of the belly of the thumb, revealing a black dot.

Anyone who knows a lot of writing and writing can come and see ...... will think that the black dot is actually an ink spot.

But the "eye" in the name of the magic weapon called "True Eye" refers to this thing.

When the demon king came to Qiduanjin, he told him to look at the iron plate, the black spot on the iron plate.

When he saw it, he asked him what he saw. Those who answer correctly are the real body, and those who answer incorrectly are forgery.

It's just that a total of sixty-three demon kings have come today, and I haven't seen anyone else impostor yet. And it is difficult for those demon kings to realize that this is the magic weapon of the evil king's famous - who will take out the magic weapon casually and pestle it on the ground?

When it was ten o'clock in the afternoon, I saw another person coming from a distance.

The man looked like a scholar, dressed in white. He walked at the end of the steaming horizon of the heat wave, his figure distorted by the twisted air. The big demon comes to the meeting with the demon general, and only the little demon king who does not enter the stream is alone. Looking at his outfit again, you know that he is used to contact with people.

The Great Demon Kings who are entrenched in the mountains and wilderness don't dress up like this—they are more wild and rugged. This wild roughness includes but is not limited to the use of human bones as decorations, nakedness, and the painting of various oil paints.

But to be like him means to be close to people's towns. If you are close and have not been killed by a Taoist priest or a swordsman, you are either so strong that the other party can't do anything, or you will be a "good person" as you do. The demon soldiers generally believed that this one belonged to the latter.

It also means that there will be a lot of good things about him in him.

Human things are relatively rare - there is only one defining city near Stone Forest Mountain. All the people and things in that city were eaten by the evil king, and they did not have this blessing. So he jumped up again, and prepared to scavenge some good from him.

When the man approached unhurriedly, Qiduan Jin lifted his eyelids and glanced at him.

As a result, after looking at this, he was slightly stunned, sat up straight, and stared at him carefully.

Those demon soldiers could also see him clearly, and they were all stunned.

Because this demon king is really strange - he is too human-like. It's not surprising that the more powerful the demonized human form is, the more human-like it becomes. But what's even weirder about this one is that he's not only human-like, he's also beautiful. Even if he is placed in a people's town, he can be called a real beautiful man, right?!

This is indeed too rare among demons.

He stepped on the gravel and approached, and smiled at the demons: "I am here to attend the meeting." ”

Listening to him, he is more like a human.

The demons were stunned by him, and it took a while for someone to ask him viciously: "Which mountain are you the demon king, why have you never seen you?"

The beautiful man didn't pay attention to the person who spoke, but looked at the Qiduan Jin and smiled slightly: "In Xia, it is a water tribe, and it used to live on the edge of the Dongting, and there are some soldiers under its command. A few days ago, I went out for business, but I didn't want the cave to be sealed and I couldn't go back to my home. I heard that the evil king held a group of demons here, so he also came, and saw if he could find an errand. Oh...... In the past, when I was in Dongting, they all called me a merry jade-faced little silver dragon. ”

When the demon soldiers heard his name, they looked at each other, not knowing what they meant.

But Qiduanjin laughed: "You are the ...... It's also apt. It looks like a merry genius. ”

After thinking about it, he said: "Although you are not a local demon king, your appearance and cultivation are not low. If you meet my eyes, I will let you in, but after entering the empty mountain, you must not walk around, lest you be caught. ”

This "Merry Jade-faced Little Silver Dragon" hurriedly thanked him and said, "Thank you Sister Fairy." It is not high in the lower cultivation, but there is also a realm of turning the void into reality. I won't disappoint my sister. ”

The demon soldiers wanted to pounce on it, but when they saw this scene now, it was difficult to do it - they all knew that the snake demon Qiduan Jin loved beautiful men. Which beautiful man they had ever seen could compare to this little silver dragon?

Qiduan Jin smiled and accepted his compliment, and pointed to the big iron plate next to him: "You come to see this." ”

The little silver dragon took a few steps closer and looked at it, and said strangely: "What is this?"

Qiduan Jin still looked at him with a smile: "You look at the hole in this iron plate, what do you see inside?"

The visitor found the hole and retracted his expression. Tsai stared at it carefully for a while. It took a full five or six breaths before he turned his head to look at Qiduanjin: "I saw an eye." ”

Qiduanjin stared at him and asked, "What kind of eyes?"

This "Merry Jade-faced Little Silver Dragon" thought about it and said, "It looks like a cat's eye." But looking at the fierce and hideous eyes, it doesn't look like a cat. To talk about it next, it is either a leopard's eye or a tiger's eye. ”

Qiduanjin laughed again at this time: "Okay." Insight—go in!"

The little silver dragon bowed to Qiduanjin again, raised his feet and walked into the door. The gate of this hollow mountain is a stone gate, which is opened at the foot of the mountain. It was supposed to be a cave, and its shape was irregular. Nowadays, the side of the cave is decorated with the bones and skeletons of many people and animals, and it serves as a façade.

Enter the door and walk through a deep passageway. Although it is wide, it is cold and damp, and even dripping with water. It's a very different sight from the dry, hot outside. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, I saw the light at the end and heard the sound of the cave. Just as he expected...... It's a mess, and I can't hear anything clearly.

Only the more advanced demons speak the human language. Many of the demons who are not highly cultivated communicate with each other mostly through body language and primitive howls. However, although some demon kings are highly cultivated, they stay with a group of little demons -- who do they say to people? After a long time, they don't like to talk about people.

At this moment, all he heard was such a noisy voice, and there was another ...... Thick bloody gas.

- Li Yunxin, frowning slightly.

I thought that this evil king was a super demon like Dongting Jun, and he should be more like a human. Who knew it was like this?

The bloody ...... Although I can't smell if it's a human or an animal. However, a group of demons gathered here, and the answer was clear.

He didn't like this kind of banquet.

So he sighed lowly, took two more steps forward, and suddenly his eyes opened up.

What he saw was a hollowed-out mountain.

Looking down, more than ten meters underground, there is a terrifying underground square. Looking up, there was darkness with no end in sight—it turned out that this whole mountain peak was actually in the middle, and it was not made up of stone chambers as he had speculated. He was now standing on a "cliff", with a narrow aisle carved out next to the stone wall on the left and right. The aisles are densely packed and criss-crossed as far as the eye can see. Some lead underground, while others spiral along the stone walls to higher ground. Some of the doors opened on the rock faces, probably some rooms—the hundreds of demons who lived in the Hollow Mountain.

At present, countless torches are burning in the underground square, and at first glance, it is brilliant. And the golden yellow of this place is embellished with red, and the hue is really pleasant. It's just that this pleasure probably belongs to demons, but it doesn't belong to anyone.

Because there is a large pond in the square, but the pool is red. There is no red wine in this world, and you can know what the red liquid is.

There was a row of large wooden cages in the south of the field, which was crowded with people. Li Yunxin counted roughly, I am afraid that there are as many as 100 people.

Dozens of demon kings came, and some even brought their retinues. Coupled with the little demons of the Trap Mountain who were busy in the field, although the two or three hundred demons did not seem crowded in this square, they were by no means deserted.

And the little demon trapped in the empty mountain is busy at the moment.

Some carry people out of cages, and some strip them.

And he took out the old and the sick and the sick, so he stripped off his clothes and cut off his head with a knife to bleed. After bloodletting, demons will dismember, debon, and skin them, and send them to the west of the venue to be steamed or fried, boiled or roasted.

If he was strong and fat, he stripped his clothes. But he gagged his mouth, tied his hands and feet in the shape of pigs and dogs, and sent them to the table of the demon kings. Make a hole in the neck with a chisel and hang it like a wine bag to drink the blood.

Dozens of little demons were cooking and frying on people, and the screams were endless. But the demons loved the scream, and they saved the song and dance.

Other demons who serve food like water, or demons brought by various demons, will run around the field when their masters are eating and drinking, and they will run around the field, often into the pile of corpses.

To the southwest of the hall was a large pile of bones and discarded entrails. When Li Yunxin saw it, it was already as high as a hill, and he didn't know how many people he had killed. Blood and all kinds of secretions were mixed in one place, and the smell was overwhelming. But the little demons loved the taste, and gathered in groups - the bold went to steal the intestines in a ball and ate them, and their mouths were full of blood, and the timid only dared to pick up flesh and blood bones to satisfy their hunger, but they also chewed crisply and refreshingly.

The demons of the Hollow Mountain drove them away. But they are not reasonable, and if they often fight, they may die one or two. The demon kings also ignored it, but they laughed when they saw it.

Li Yunxin...... He stood at the entrance of the cave and stared at this scene for a long time.

It was the first time he had seen anything like this.

He used to see demons and cannibals. See the cannibalism of the Nine Princes, and see the cannibalism of Dongting Jun. However...... I have never seen so many demons and people who eat so many people.

It's not clear what emotions are in my heart at this time—whether it's shock, disgust, or fear.

He just looked at it condescendingly for a moment, and then he noticed five more people—yes, five "people."

These are the five people who are not kept in cages, nor are they restrained, and they are not corpses.

It was five well-dressed men, sitting around a stone table. The stone table was at the bottom of the entrance, and if it weren't for Li Yunxin taking a few steps forward and looking down, he would have almost not noticed them.

They were dimly lit, and there was a torch stuck in the wall in the distance. There are a lot of wine urns piled up here, taller than a person. These urns are lined up in nearly a hundred, and they become a wall. Behind the "wall" are some bags, perhaps containing rice, flour, grain, oil, or other miscellaneous items. And these five people became a table in this mess pile, away from the demons outside......

Drinking wine and eating meat.

Li Yunxin squinted his eyes expressionlessly and stared for a while--just as he saw a little demon holding a steaming pot and walking in, putting the pot at the feet of the five people, saying something to them, and then leaving again.

Li Yunxin knew that the soup in the pot was human flesh and human bones, and it seemed that the five people also knew it. But they knew, but they didn't mind. He fished it out, grabbed it with his hands, and gnawed it until his mouth was full of oil. After a few bites, I felt a little tired, so I picked up the bowl and drank wine, and then ate again.

The clothes worn by one of these five people were worn by Li Yunxin before when he saw two people wear them.

One is Xing Zhutou from Qinghe County, and the other is Yin Zhutou from Liuhe Mansion in Weicheng. A peacock feather is inserted in the soapy square hat and cap.

These five people are one catcher and four catchers. (To be continued.) )