After wearing it back, I became the demon king

Changping Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, lush and green, like a fairyland on earth. There is a hotel at the foot of the mountain, where Di Ling and the others live.

Looking from the window of the hotel, you can see the Temple of the Spirit, crowded with people and incense.

The Shangling Temple is halfway up the mountain, and devout believers will climb up one ladder at a time. Of course, if you don’t want to climb by yourself, you can take the cableway, which is very humane.

"There is a lot of aura here." Di Ling stood in front of the window, feeling the fluctuation of aura.

"As expected of you." Xiong Duojin propped his chin, a little strange, "I passed by Changping Mountain a few years ago, and the spiritual energy at that time was much more abundant than it is now. It may be that human beings have over-exploited it, and the spiritual energy has been consumed a lot."

Looking down, Di Ling saw that the roadside workers were coming and going, and it was a bit noisy. No wonder there were no guests in the hotel.

When I went to the restaurant for lunch, Di Ling stopped the waiter and asked, "What is being repaired next to it?"

The waiter smiled and said, "The tunnel is being repaired. After the repair is completed, we can also develop here."

"Aren't there a lot of people in Shangling Temple?" Xiong Duojin asked curiously after hearing the words.

"Although we are quite close to the Temple of the Spirit, we are actually blocking the mountain and the road is quite winding. No one comes to play. Our boss also said that if this continues, it will close sooner or later." The waiter was very talkative, but soon Called away by colleagues.

"What are you talking nonsense with the guests again? Don't forget about being fined last time." Colleagues hate iron for steel.

The waiter stuck out his tongue, "It can't be helped, that customer is so good-looking, I couldn't hold back for a while and said a few more words."

"Anyway, pay attention to yourself, don't be seen by the foreman." The colleague urged.

"Understood, thank you, you are the best." The waiter pushed his colleague's shoulder into the back kitchen.

Because the tunnel was being built, Changping Mountain was sealed off. Di Ling waited until three o'clock in the afternoon, and finally waited for Chi Wangshu, followed by a man wearing glasses and a sexy female secretary.

Chi Wangshu raised his hand to interrupt the secretary's report, turned his head suddenly, and faced an oil painting, which showed a noble lady with soft eyes gazing ahead.

"Illusion?" Chi Wangshu murmured.

"Boss Chi, what's the matter?" the manager asked.

"It's okay, let's go." Chi Zhuangshu pushed up his glasses, suppressing the suspicion in his eyes.

After they left, the eyes of the noble lady on the oil painting suddenly moved, and happened to be seen by the passing waiter, she was shocked and fell to the ground, "Ghost!"

The foreman was furious, "Yao Wang, it's you again, get out if you don't want to do it, don't be an eyesore here."

The colleague hurriedly apologized to the foreman, "I'm sorry, sorry, Yao Wang didn't mean it."

He touched Yao Wang with his elbow, Yao Wang came back to his senses, and stammered an apology: "Yes... I'm sorry foreman, I'm confused."

There will be customers coming and going in the hall, it is not easy for the head waiter to hold on to Yao Wang here, and give him a hard look, "There will be no next time."

Yao Wang just turned up, and it was the time when he was young and vigorous. As soon as the foreman left, he curled his lips, "An old man who bullies the weak and fears the hard, hmph!"

"Okay, don't say a few words, did you play games all night last night? Otherwise, you will be blind." The colleague said.

"Didn't play games all night, my grandma and the others went to find the village head to make trouble again. Yesterday, she made a fuss until midnight. After she came back, she kept talking there in a godlike manner. Sooner or later, she would suffer retribution, angered the mountain god and other nonsense, and made a lot of noise. I didn't sleep well all night." Yao Wang came out to work after graduating from high school, although he didn't go to college, he still didn't believe in feudal superstition.

My colleague sighed and said, "My grandpa is too. I really don't know what they are making trouble with. If you want to get rich, you should first build roads and tunnels. It is obviously a good thing. Feudal superstition is really harmful."

"Mr. Di, you said that the purpose of Chi Wangshu's visit is not for the so-called mountain god?" Xiong Duojin speculated after hearing the conversation between the two of Yao Wang.

"I don't know." Di Ling didn't care what Chi Wangshu was doing, he looked sideways at the little light bulb that had eaten a mouthful of watermelon juice, and took out a tissue to wipe it clean for him.

He forages with a small bulb.

"Why don't we ask a little demon?" Xiong Duojin suggested.

"Yes." Di Ling nodded.

"Eat." Little Light Bulb suddenly handed a piece of cake to Di Ling's mouth, and Di Ling opened his mouth to eat it.

Very sweet.

Little Light Bulb smiled and frowned, "Delicious!"

"Yeah." Di Ling wiped the cake crumbs from the corner of his mouth for him.

Little Light Bulb raised his face, obediently let Di Ling rub it, and Di Ling couldn't help pinching the soft flesh on his cheek, "You're so good."

"Hey." The little light bulb showed a mouthful of small white teeth.

After drinking a cup of tea, Xiong Duojin jumped in from the window with a sparrow demon, and the sparrow was shaking like chaff, "No...don't eat me..."

"There is nothing in this mountain, even a little monster has been looking for a long time." Xiong Duojin threw the sparrow monster in front of Di Ling, "I ask you what you answer, and I will let you go back after asking."

"Really...really?" The sparrow demon trembled, unable to believe it.

The noble and beautiful adult in front of him glanced at him lightly, and he was about to faint from suffocation, stuttering and unable to speak a complete sentence.

"Is there a mountain god in Changping Mountain?" Di Ling asked.

The sparrow demon's eyes were straightened, and he suddenly came back to his senses, "No...no."

Xiong Duojin looked at Di Ling, could it be that those villagers are really practicing feudal superstition?

"Then what's so special about Changping Mountain?" Di Ling continued to ask.

The sparrow demon thought for a moment, then said with a sad face, "I... I don't know, I'm not a local demon."

Xiong Duojin "..." turned Changping Mountain around and found a foreign demon.

His heart suddenly became tense, would the king think that he was not good at doing things?

Too bad, he just boasted in front of the king that no matter what he could do for the king, he slapped him in the face so quickly.

Xiong Duojin said in a rough voice: "Are there any other demons besides you?"

The sparrow demon trembled in fright, "Yes... yes, there is an ancient tree on the top of Changping Mountain. We all call him Grandpa Dashu. He knows a lot, but he is very weak now and won't live long."

Di Ling immediately picked up the small light bulb and jumped out of the window. Xiong Duojin was shocked. Would he be injured if he was so tall? !

However, when he hurried to the top of Changping Mountain and saw Di Ling, who was not blushing and panting, floating like a fairy, he realized that no matter how young a king is, he is still a king!

The old tree had been struck by lightning, its trunk was scorched black, and the center was empty. No wonder the sparrow demon said he would not live long.

Di Ling raised his hand and placed it on the old tree, and the faint blue light beads gradually rose.

"What a warm power." The old voice suddenly sounded.

"Young man thank you."

"Well, I want to ask you something." Di Ling was not polite at all.

The old tree let out a loving laugh, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Di Ling asked the old tree and the sparrow demon the same question.

The old tree told him: "There is no mountain god in Changping Mountain, but monsters are suppressed under Changping Mountain. When the spiritual energy is exhausted, the monsters will appear in the world."

"It's no wonder that Changping Mountain's spiritual energy is not as sufficient as before. It turns out that it was depleted to suppress monsters." Xiong Duojin said thoughtfully.

"Could the monster you're talking about be suppressed at the foot of Changping Mountain 19 years ago?"

The vicissitudes of the old tree's voice is full of stories, "Yes, 19 years ago, there was a brief chaos in the world. The demon king and humans joined forces to restore the peace of the past. They suppress the seal."

It was another 19 years ago, and Di Ling remembered that in the forest behind the hot spring hotel, the monsters that were swallowed by small light bulbs were probably suppressed there by the exorcist 19 years ago.

Chi Huangshu came to Changping Mountain, did he plan to release monsters again to cause harm to the world?

Why did he do this?

Do you simply like to do evil?

Xiong Duojin told the old tree that the tunnel was being dug at the foot of the mountain, and the old tree was shocked when he heard this, "I can't dig it, I can't dig it!"

"The monsters are suppressed there!"

The construction team at the foot of the mountain was working as usual, and the foreman wiped the hot sweat off his face, "Take a rest in 10 minutes, everyone work harder!"

The youngest boy in the construction team suddenly dug up yellow paper, "What the hell?"

He didn't care, and tore off several sheets one after another, "Brother Wang, what is this thing? I dug up several sheets."

The foreman took a look at it with the light, and it was incredible, his hair stood on end, his heart was beating like a drum, and he said nonchalantly: "Trash."

Hearing what the foreman said, the young man stopped caring. The foreman's face darkened, and he gave the oldest brother in the construction team a look. The big brother understood, "I'm going to take a pee."

Walking to a place where no one was around, the foreman carefully took out the yellow paper, "Xiao Liu just dug it up, brother, take a look, is this a yellow talisman?"

Big brother heard the words, his expression became serious, and he took a look at it. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his voice became tense, "Yes, that's right, I've seen something."

"It can't be dug anymore, it must be stopped."

The foreman's dark face now turned pale and white, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Big Brother lit a cigarette, and suddenly heard a roar, and then the tunnel collapsed without warning before his eyes.

"Pharaoh!"

The violent shaking caused countless residents to flee outside.

The old people patted their thighs anxiously and burst into tears, "Just say you can't dig it, you can't dig it! Retribution, retribution!"

The village chief's face was ashen, it's over, it's over.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the mountain collapsed, and the huge bird soared into the sky. Its sharp claws picked up the children on the ground and flew into the sky.

"Hao Hao!" the child's mother yelled heart-piercingly, tears streaming down her face.

The big bird has three heads. It bent one head and opened its mouth to the child.

After staying below for so many years, it finally came out, it wants to see blood, it wants to eat people!

"Shua!" Its head was cut off without warning, and fell to the ground, splashing dust.

Di Ling stepped on its back and kicked it to the ground.

Xiong Duojin responded on the ground, and his sharp claws slammed at the big bird. The big bird spit out a jet of water, and Xiong Duojin's claws passed through the water column and hit the big bird.

"It's not right." The paw didn't feel real.

Xiong Duojin suddenly turned his head back, and the big bird was really behind him, flapping its wings, creating a hurricane, and his heavy body was also swept up into the sky by the gust of wind, Xiong Duojin's eyes darkened, this monster was not as big as he imagined weak.

Di Ling waved his hand to block the jet of water pouring into the village. The bird wanted to flood the village.

The rushing water turned into an ice wall, which exploded in the next second, shattered into snowflakes, and fell one after another.

Di Ling suddenly realized a problem. Even if Chi Wangshu didn't care about digging the tunnel, the monster would be released smoothly. Chi Wangshu did not intervene, so why did he take a special trip to Changping Mountain?

Di Ling raised his head, walked through the dense forest, and the rising incense from the Shangling Temple broke into his sight.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-2021:00:01~2021-02-2121:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Zifanbing; 3 bottles of Ahwu; 1 bottle for the bald girl who hopes not to be bald; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!