Reborn Wild Boar: What's wrong with eating a few single people?

Tianwu City.

The north gate leads to the city gate in the direction of the capital. The city gate is heavily guarded at the moment. There are many soldiers on the city wall with heavy crossbows. They are almost three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry.

Since the tiger demon caused havoc in Tianwu City two days ago, one black iron demon-suppressing envoy, three bronze demon-suppressing envoys, and nearly 1,500 Tianwu guards died in the operation to encircle and suppress the tiger demon. There are less than ten survivors. Almost the entire army was wiped out.

The entire Tianwu City has been plagued by demons one after another during this period, causing a commotion all over the city.

First, the pig demon caused trouble, and then the tiger demon caused trouble. All the people in Tianwu City were in danger and panic, and they almost didn't dare to go out, and they all hid in their homes to avoid disaster.

In the next few days, the city lord Fang Tianxing ordered the two city gates to be strictly guarded. He did not seal the city. He only strictly checked the people entering and leaving Tianwu City. He did not dare to continue to hunt monsters, lest he would force other monsters hiding in the city out. , it will be another disaster for Tianwu City.

At the north gate of the city, two white figures walked slowly along the official road from a distance.

Looking carefully, we saw that it was two monks, one old and one young, who came. The old monk was kind-faced and kind-hearted. He walked calmly, neither arrogant nor impetuous. His Buddhist name was Baiyun.

The little monk is weird and clever, and his steps are jumping, just like a monkey. His name is Shiquan.

"Master, look, Tianwu City is ahead. I will eat ten steamed buns when we enter the city later."

Shifang's eyes flickered as he looked at the city in front of him, which looked like a giant beast lying down. He touched his stomach and swallowed, and suggested to the old monk.

Monk Baiyun squinted his eyes and glanced at the heavily guarded city gate, then spoke slowly and pointedly.

"This city is heavily guarded. The soldiers standing guard at the city gate have alert eyes and faces full of alert. The garrison strength is almost several times that of other cities. It seems that something big has happened in this city recently."

Hearing this, Shiquan showed a trace of doubt on his face. He turned to look at his master's eyes, then looked at the group of figures at the city gate in front of him, and scratched his bald head.

"Master, how can you see the expressions on the faces of those soldiers? Why is it that my disciple looks so blurry that he can't even distinguish between them?"

Bai Yun glanced at Shiquan, his tone was preaching.

"My teacher usually asks you to chant more sutras, but you are so stubborn that you insist on dozing off. Now that your magic power is insufficient and your six senses have not been opened, how can you see?"

After being lectured like this by Bai Yun, Shiquan also felt that he didn't practice hard enough. He scratched his head in embarrassment and quickly changed the topic and prevaricated.

"Master, don't worry. I will try my best next time. You see, it's getting late, so let's hurry into the city! It's going to be late and the steamed bun shops will be closed, and we'll be hungry again."

Shiquan reminded with a smile.

Hearing this, Monk Baiyun shook his head and walked towards Tianwu City.

His disciple's qualifications and understanding are all excellent, but he is usually too stubborn, has an unsteady mind, and does not practice well. As a result, the six senses of Buddhism have not been opened yet, and he is no different from ordinary people.

I hope this scoundrel will become enlightened soon! Otherwise, no one will inherit this mantle.

Old monk Baiyun sighed and walked forward.

At this moment, a burst of rapid hoofbeats sounded from behind the two of them, galloping towards Tianwu City.

Monk Baiyun and young monk Shiquan subconsciously stood on the edge of the official road, making way for the figure speeding behind them.

A moment later, I saw a group of figures riding tall horses on the official road, galloping towards Tianwu City at a fast pace. The horses' hooves galloped and kicked up dust along the way.

But in the blink of an eye, this group of people, dusty and dusty, rushed past the two monks with a chilling air.

The little monk Shiquan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes flickered, and he took a closer look.

From behind the road, six figures were seen galloping towards them like lightning.

These six people were wearing black and red brocade clothes, and their sleeves were fluttering and making a hunting sound.

Their clothes are very different from ordinary soldiers. They are carefully embroidered with mysterious rune patterns. These runes emit a faint but heart-stopping light, making their whole person reveal a mysterious and extremely powerful aura. breath.

The two people running at the front were extremely tall and strong, with strong and powerful physiques. Their faces were resolute and had clear lines, as if they had been carved out.

Especially those eyes, as sharp as an eagle's eyes, seeming to be able to discern everything wherever they look.

Looking at their backs, they each carried two strange-looking silver swords.

The hilts of these two swords are inlaid with unknown demonic elixirs, and the blades flash with an icy cold light under the sunlight. Just a glance makes people feel that they can easily cut through any steel object.

Not only that, there is also a silver medal hanging on the waist of these two people. On the front of the silver medal, there are two large characters with flying phoenixes - "Suppress the Demon"!

These two words are vigorous and powerful, exuding an invisible pressure. Obviously, these two people are the leaders of this team.

The other four people following behind were basically the same as the two leaders. They were also wearing black and red brocade clothes and carrying double swords.

However, the tokens hanging on their waists were not silver, but black black iron tokens.

Moreover, the two swords they carried on their backs were no longer silver, but replaced by long swords that were completely black.

Although there are some differences in equipment, this does not affect their overall momentum and majesty.

These six people passed by quickly like wind and lingering clouds, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only a gust of wind roared past, kicking up the dust on the ground and flying up.

The young monk Shiquan covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and rolled up his sleeves with the other hand and fanned it frantically in front of him. After fanning away the dust, he looked at the six people's figures in doubt, and turned to ask the monk Baiyun.

"Master, who are these people? They don't look easy to deal with!"

Faced with Shiquan's question, the monk Baiyun looked at the six people leaving with a flashing look and explained slowly.

"These are all demon-suppressing envoys from the Jingcheng Town Demon Division. Wherever there are demons, they will appear there."

Hearing this, the young monk Shiquan was shocked, and reacted instantly, saying with a curious look.

"Master, do you mean that there are demons in Tianwu City?"

The monk Baiyun nodded slowly, looking deeply at the unknown place in the south of Tianwu City where the demonic energy was coming out.

"To be able to send out two silver demon-suppressing envoys and four black iron demon-suppressing envoys at the same time, the demons in Tianwu City are not simple, at least demons with more than a thousand years of Taoism."

The monk Baiyun explained.

Hearing this, the little monk Shiquan glared, his eyes were like copper bells, he took a breath of cold air, and said with a surprised expression.

"Master, are you saying that the demon in Tianwu City has lived for a thousand years? This is too long! I have only lived for twenty years. Doesn't this demon exist since the time of my father's father's father's father?"

Hearing this, the monk Baiyun frowned and knocked on the bald head of the little monk Shiquan, looking like he was disappointed with him.

"You are ignorant. You didn't listen to a word of the common sense about cultivation that I taught you before. You just dozed off. I will say it again. This Taoism refers to the cultivation realm of the demon, not the time the demon has practiced. Some demons can cultivate ten years of Taoism in one year. Do you understand?"

The little monk Shiquan touched the place on his head where the master had knocked him. It was already a little swollen, and he nodded his little head repeatedly.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Master is right, I will remember it."

"When this matter is done, you go back and stay in seclusion for me, and you are not allowed to leave the temple for five years."

Monk Baiyun sighed, ignored his disciple, and walked towards Tianwu City at a leisurely pace.

Seeing this, the little monk Shiquan lifted the bag on his shoulder and hurriedly chased after him.

......

After a while, a fiery red figure riding a big horse came from the official road in the distance, and his target was Tianwu City.