go with the demon

"Master, what are you thinking?" The little beast asked vaguely while gnawing on the pastry on the table.

Shu Li was sitting by the window, the sky was dim, and some breakfast shops had opened their doors one after another, greeted each other, set up the stalls, lit the stove, and woke up the sleeping town.

His gaze fell on the yamen who ran past the street, he took a sip of tea and said, "I'm wondering why this town is still so peaceful."

Even if a demon is planted, it still needs flesh and blood to catalyze demonization. Although the demonized person last night was only in the early stage, his appearance also ate at least four or five people.The scene of the people being eaten must have been very bloody, but there was no commotion in the town, everyone was in danger, and the only thing they were talking about was the foreign woman, which was too abnormal.The only possibility is that someone disposed of the leftover flesh and blood.

Shu Liqu raised his index finger and tapped the table lightly.

If so, why is there no one looking for missing relatives?

After reading this, Shu Li stood up from the chair, picked up the little beast, and put it on his shoulder.

"Where are we going?" Xiao Hanting raised his paw and wiped the pastry crumbs from his mouth.

"Yamen." The man hid his figure and jumped out of the window, but within the time of a cup of tea, he had already arrived at the county government office.

Shu Li sneaked into the county magistrate's study, and the young county magistrate was sorting out the files.He patted the magistrate on the shoulder, and the magistrate met his eyes as soon as he turned around.

"Has there been any missing cases recently?" Shu Li looked into the county magistrate's eyes, his pupils shone with a strange brilliance, his words seemed to have become an unstoppable order.

"No." The county magistrate replied in a rigid and stiff tone.

After hearing the answer, Shu Li confirmed his guess even more.The behind-the-scenes people who cultivated the demonization did not, like Xilan Kingdom, let go of them after planting the demon seeds, allowing them to slaughter wantonly, but chose their own targets to feed them.Those who are selected are probably lonely and withdrawn characters who do not interact with others, such as the man who guards the Yizhuang.

Even if such a person disappeared, no one would care to look for it, let alone report it.

Shu Li let go of the county magistrate and returned to the street.

The wind blew against the door of the study, and the wooden frames collided with each other with a "bang-dang" sound. The young magistrate seemed to be awakened from a deep sleep, and his mind regained clarity. He scratched his hair in doubt, and buried his head in the file again.

Shu Li wandered around the town, looking for places where beggars and hooligans gathered.He is not familiar with this town, so he has no way of judging how many people are missing, and there is no way to guess how many people have been planted with monsters.But these beggars and hooligans walking in the streets must be very familiar and easy to buy.

He found a few groups of people, gave them some broken silver, and asked them to inquire about it, while he waited for news at the inn.

Their movements were faster than Shu Li expected, and just after noon, people came to him one after another.Shu Li did some calculations, and to his surprise, there were only four missing people, and the white-haired man from Yizhuang was not mentioned.

"Are there no young men with white hair? The one in Yizhuang?" Shu Li asked.

The beggar in his early teens shook his head: "He is not missing. When I went to beg in the morning, I saw him buying buns."

Shu Li put the agreed silver taels into the child's hands, hesitated for a moment, and said calmly, "Don't be alone these days."

The beggar happily ran away with the silver in his pocket, wondering if he had listened to Shu Li's words.

Among the more than 30 people who went out to inquire about the news, five or six people saw the white-haired man, and Shu Li decided to go to Yizhuang again.

Can a person survive being eaten like that?

Shu Li quickened his pace, he didn't have much time, and he had to solve the matter here as soon as possible.

The white-haired man was not in Yizhuang, Shu Li entered the cubicle, and the room that was bloody and bloody last night was clean and spotless.If it wasn't for his absolute confidence in himself, he might have suspected that he had had an absurd dream.

"Han Ting, can you smell blood?" Shu Li asked.

The little beast jumped off its shoulders and walked around the compartment sniffing.

"Master, there is no smell, it's so strange~" Xiao Hanting tilted his head, so much blood flowed into the cracks in the stone slabs yesterday, even if the ground and walls have been cleaned, there should be no smell at all, besides, such a large area Can the bloodstains on the bed really be cleaned up in half a night?

Shu Li had never encountered such a situation before, so he couldn't help but frowned, and searched his memory for related spells.

"Master, what should we do now?" Xiaohanting jumped back on his shoulder, it seemed to be particularly interested in this kind of thing, and didn't even think about such an important thing as lunch.

"Wait." Shu Li replied, went to the outside room, found a chair and sat down.

Shen Yu hadn't come back yet, but Zi Xianweng arrived first.

"Lord Shu Li!" Zixian Weng trotted to Shu Li, bowed politely, took out a piece of jade from his bosom and handed it over.

Xiao Hanting didn't understand jade, but he could feel the spiritual energy in this piece of jade, so it must be an excellent piece of jade.

"Qingyuan Mountain Lord asked the villain to bring a sentence, saying, 'Thank you, sir, for giving up your love'."

"It's just a matter of exchanging one thing for another. Fortunately, he is an idiot, otherwise, how could he exchange the mountain spirits from Qingyuan Mountain, and it would cost him a thousand years of cultivation." Shu Li sighed softly as he played with the jade in his hand.

"The little one will take his leave first." Zixian Weng bowed and was about to leave.

"Let's stay here for a few days." Shu Li explained without blushing and heartbeat: "Now this town, you can come in and out."

"...?" Zixian Weng was about to cry without tears. It had cultivated several lifetimes of blessings to sit down and run errands in Shangshen, and to help Shu Li go to Qingyuan Mountain to beg for something. It had already sneaked away. Thinking about things for only a short while, but now he is trapped here, if God summons him to be absent, he might be abandoned.

Shu Li obviously didn't have the heart to take care of Zixian Weng. After getting the jade, he took out tools from his sleeve pocket and concentrated on carving.

The little beast has gotten used to Shu Li's character, so he didn't make any noise, and lay down next to the man's feet, basking in the sun lazily.

For a while, there was a sense of quiet time.

Shu Li's carving speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for the mountain spirit in his hand to have a rough shape.If the little beast sees it, it will definitely recognize it at a glance. This is the appearance of the jade brush that I saw in the antique shop that day.The only difference is that the pen tip in the antique shop is made of high-quality wolf hair, while Shu Li's hand is carved with jade.

Shu Li was completely silent in the carving, his eyes and head were full of this emerald green color, as if this color had a fatal attraction to him, as if he had loved it a long, long time ago.

His life was too long, and the long time brought mixed memories, so he had to forget many things.He also seldom recalls anything, he has long been unable to feel joy, and all he can remember are not good things.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but think of something very long ago.

He once raised a fox, a blue-eyed fox, with a pair of pupils like a goblin in his hand, exquisitely carved.At that time, he seemed to have only been born for a hundred years, like an ignorant child, full of curiosity about the "world" he wanted to protect.

The little fox came into Shu Li's sight by chasing a fruit that rolled down the hillside. It was dumbfounded and directly bumped into Shu Li's leg.The clever little fox is also full of curiosity about the human beings that pop up in its territory, so the solitary one and one fox set up a company like this.

Shu Li has a strong aura, and the little fox has benefited a lot from being around him, but he has been able to transform into form after a few years.They traveled together, practiced together, played together, occasionally quarreled, and then reconciled.That should be the happiest time of his life.

Because at that time, he could still feel joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Until one day, Zi Xianweng found him.

Zi Xianweng told him that the little fox should have entered reincarnation, but because of Shu Li, his lifeline was disrupted.If the little fox is allowed to continue to grow, it will bring disaster to the common people, and the world will be in chaos, with countless casualties, so it must be eliminated.

"If Mr. Shu Li can't bear to do it, Shangshen will do it, I'm afraid that when the time comes, he won't even be able to enter reincarnation." Zi Xianweng said sadly.

On the day when the little fox was killed, it seemed to have noticed something. Tears filled its clear green eyes, but it smiled and ate the roast chicken that Shu Li handed over.

When it closed its eyes, it touched its belly and said with a smile, "Ah Li is thinking of me after all, it doesn't hurt at all."

Shu Li wiped away the tears from the corners of the little fox's eyes, and reached out to touch his own cheek, there was no wetness there.

He had no tears, and he couldn't even shed a single tear for his friend.

From then on, all those close to him, whether human or other living beings, would always receive warnings from God, telling him what kind of disaster they would bring if he saved them.

He can only watch helplessly, watching what he likes and what he doesn't like, tumbling in the world of mortals, struggling in life and death.

After a long time, Shu Li finally understood that the lifeline of those people or creatures was not at all subverting the world as the God said, and it was him who the God was worried about.

If he is trapped by human feelings and takes other actions without authorization, his ability will bring indelible damage to the human world.

The wrong person has always been himself.

So Shu Li abandoned his emotions, turned himself into a sword and a shield, but killed the enemies who disturbed the trajectory of the human world, to protect the proper order of the human world.

And people also have their own reincarnation, which is something he must never interfere with.That's why Zi Xianweng lost his composure when he first met Han Ting.

But this kind of life is too lonely. If there was no little fox in the beginning, would he not be so unbearable.Obviously, he couldn't remember the appearance of the little fox, and he couldn't even remember what happened during their journey together. Only this feeling of loneliness has never been removed from his bones.

Shu Li stopped the carving in his hands, put the jade back into his sleeve pocket, and raised his head to stare at the gate of Yizhuang.

"coming."