Decided to live by pretending to be a cat after being unemployed

The hair on Guan Lin's back stood up, this was his uncontrollable instinctive reaction, even though he knew that the other party had died long ago, but seeing the other party's portrait at this moment, he still felt the almost helpless power of the Demon King in a trance. Overcome powerful oppressive forces.

Lang Er was also taken aback. Although he didn't know what the painting was about, the mural was undoubtedly brilliant, and the sinister and twisted lines were extremely impactful.

"What is this painting? I didn't notice the murals here last time..." Lang Er's tone was full of puzzlement.

"Of course you don't know. Didn't you just come here once? Besides, with your height, how could you notice the mural that is one meter above the ground?" A man in a white coat came from the other end of the corridor, with his hands in his pockets, Even the inner height of the soles barely increased by 1.5 meters said so.

Lang Er: "..."

"You're not that tall either..." He muttered in a low voice.

"What are you talking about! Silly dog!" The boy was walking leisurely, but when he heard this, he rushed over in three steps at a time, and patted the dog's head angrily.

Lang Er covered his head, thinking aggrievedly why both of them like to slap him on the head.

After the boy taught the dog a lesson, he finally remembered that there were two people in front of him. He coughed dryly, straightened his posture, pretended that nothing had happened just now, and introduced himself with a boyish voice Said: "In the initial interface, I am Luo Bo, the director in charge of the household registration department. You are here to register the household registration, right? Not long ago, the god of blood who fought against the magic fox? Director Ge and the others have greeted me."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to shake Gu Huaishan decently, turned his head and squatted down again, and solemnly shook Guan Lin's cat's paw, looking like a little adult.

"Director Luo... so young." Gu Huaishan pretended not to see that the other party was a thousand-year-old old monster, and exclaimed hypocritically.

Luo Bo put on an old-fashioned expression with that immature boyish face, he waved his hand: "I'm not young at all, I'm almost eight hundred years old, I don't know how many rounds older than you."

"Eight hundred years old? Really?" Gu Huaishan made an expression of disbelief, and he turned his head to ask Guan Lin for confirmation.

"Really." While answering, Guan Rin sized Luo Bo up and down with some doubts, because he didn't see the opponent's real body. This was not because the opponent was stronger than himself, but because the opponent used What special method to cover up.

Robo?Is it the essence of radish?Guan Lin couldn't tell the specifics, but he could roughly feel that it was a herbaceous monster.

He didn't delve into it, monsters also pay attention to privacy, and they deliberately hide it, presumably there are reasons of their own, so let's treat the other party as a dwarf 800-year-old radish.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go, I'll take you to the household registration." Luo Bo didn't know that Guan Rin imagined him as a short carrot in his heart, and he was ready to lead the way with his short legs.

But Guan Rin stopped him suddenly: "Wait."

He doesn't get into Luobo's real body, but there is one thing that he must figure out.

When Luo Bo looked back in doubt, he raised his paw and pointed to the mural on the wall: "How can such a thing be painted here?"

When he mentioned "this kind of thing", the disgust in his tone was clearly heard by both Gu Huaishan, who was closest to him, and Luo Bo, who was a little farther away. Gu Huaishan lowered his eyes undetectably.

Lang Er also came over and said, "That's right, what kind of painting is not good to put in the corridor, put this terrible thing?"

Luo Bo didn't answer right away, but turned around in his heart first. If the **** blood Bi An said, it's only natural that he hates the portrait of the devil so much.And indeed, no normal person would have a portrait of a demon in their home.

But this is a museum, and this is not just a painting of a demon.

"This is just the opening scene of this mural. You continue to look down. This entire mural is a record of a certain battle in the past. It has very important historical value, so it will be preserved here." Luo Bo said as he went At the end of the corridor, they compared each other, indicating that the mural was so long that it took up the entire corridor.

"A certain battle? Which time?" Lang Er asked curiously.

Luo Bo glanced at Lang Er, as long as his height was not mentioned, he was quite good-natured, so he immediately gave a hint: "The full name of this painting is "Starry Night Exorcising Demons", which time do you think it was?" ?”

Starry Night Exorcism Map... Guan Lin and Gu Huaishan were stunned when they heard this name, and an answer emerged in their hearts at the same time.

Only Lang Er was still confused, pawing at Luo Bo's clothes with his paws, flattering him, "Which time was it, tell me."

"It's so obvious, don't you know?" Luo Bo snorted, then thought about it again, ordinary people or monsters seem to know relatively little about this battle, and an [-]-year-old ginseng spirit like him also After working in the household registration department and seeing this mural, I became clearer.

He glanced at the time, it was only after four o'clock, and he should still have time to complete the registration, and said, "Let me tell you about the content of this mural."

Lang Er immediately sat down obediently, as if listening to a story.Guan Lin and Gu Huaishan had different thoughts, but their emotions when looking at the painting were equally complicated. They did not refuse and listened quietly.

"First of all, let's talk about the first scene, the world in chaos." Luo Bo pointed to the mural full of twisted black lines that startled Lang Er and said: "The Heavenly Demon King and the thousands of demons led by him, after being The ancient gods were imprisoned in the eighteen hells for tens of thousands of years, and they broke out of the prison on this day."

"The gates of hell are opened, the demons are scrambling to escape, and the demonic energy sweeps into the sky. Inside Hulao Pass, on the plain east of the Wei River, day turns into night in an instant."

"This one is the Heavenly Demon King of Desire, Bo Xun." Luo Bo pointed to the largest and scariest black shadow in the center of the twisted lines on the mural.

Lang Er looked up, and he saw that the black lines that constituted the Demon King were spreading to the sky, and the originally clear sky was blackened and covered by these black lines.

This is the magic power of the Heavenly Demon King changing the sky, just like the ten-tailed demon fox that stained the bright moon with blood. It is many times stronger than the ten-tailed magic fox.

As he had just fought against the ten-tailed demon fox not long ago, Lang Er, who had a clear understanding of the horror of demons, couldn't help but swallowed. Even if it was just a portrait, he had a little fear of this demon king.

"This is the content of the first act, and the following is the second act." Luo Bo waved his hand, signaling Guan Rin and the others to follow him.

The three of them followed behind him, walking slowly along the 20-meter-long mural.

The scene in the second scene is a peaceful valley, in which many orcs live as usual, and not far from this tranquility, there is a huge and powerful mob that looks like a black cloud pressing down on the city. magic army.

The beasts on the screen are different, there are birds, beasts, and fishes. These are monsters living in Hulao Pass. In the center of these beasts, the two heads are much more powerful than other beasts. There are also many tigers that are huge.

No, it's not a tiger. This pattern is very similar to Guan Lin's prototype.Lang Er recalled Guan Rin's real body, and he suddenly thought of something.

Luo Bo's commentary came at the right time. Just as Lang Er thought, he pointed to the two tiger-like beasts and said, "This is the tenth leader of the Biyan clan and his wife."

"Sooner or later, the ban on the [-]th floor of hell will be broken, and the monster race and the human race have long been prepared, but the Demon King is extremely cunning, deliberately misleading the time limit for breaking the ban on the monster race and the human race, so that when the demon army attacked that day, everyone Defenseless."

Luo Bo sighed: "The leader of the Bi'an clan was taking his wife to play at this time, and he didn't even bring a weapon. The sharp spear cast by the gods that can deter demons was placed in the clan, so , the Heavenly Demon King succeeded in a surprise attack and beheaded the two of them to death."

The footsteps of everyone came to the third act of the mural, which showed the valley that was flattened by the demon army, and the two heads hanging on the black battle flag.

Lang Er looked at the two heads, feeling a little sad. Although he knew about this history a long time ago and told Guan Lin about it not long ago, the text is still different from the picture. The picture is more expressive and impactful. force.

The two heads on the murals have their eyes open, and they refuse to rest in peace until they die.

Gu Huaishan glanced at Guan Rin subconsciously, and Luo Bo also secretly observed Guan Rin. He is also a divine blood, and his feeling for the death of his own family is probably much deeper than that of outsiders like them.

Guan Lin stared at the two heads on the mural, and was indeed absent-minded for a moment, but then he realized that someone was watching him, so he straightened his face, put away all his leaked emotions, and even took a step forward, heading to The next scene of the mural.

The remaining three quickly followed, and Luo Bo continued to narrate: "The leader of the Biyan clan not only controls his own clan, but also controls all the monster clans in Hulao pass. They are equivalent to the monster kings of the monster clan. After being killed in a surprise attack, , the monster clan has no leader, and the support of the human race takes time. Taking advantage of the chaos, the demon army led by the Heavenly Demon King crushed all the way to the banks of the Sishui River. After passing the Sishui River, it is the headquarters of the monster clan Hulaoguan is the exit to the world."

While talking, several people walked past the fourth and fifth scenes of the mural, on which were drawn the tragic scenes of the demon army slaughtering the living beings on the march, and in the sixth act, the overwhelming force suddenly stopped beside the Sishui. Hold the pace.

The Heavenly Demon King looked across the river, at the disorganized monster army on the other side, and also at the new leader of Bi An who reunited the disintegrated monster clan and held a sharp gun to suppress the prison.

On the screen, the new leader's expression is heroic and resolute, and he has no fear in the face of such a powerful demon king.

Moreover, the most special thing is that she is a female leader.

She is the daughter of the previous leader, but she did not become the leader because of the status of the former leader's daughter.Males are inherently stronger and more powerful than females. This is more obvious in the monster clan that relies on physical strength. The Biyan clan respects strength. After the death of the old leader, he will not The sons of the clan succeeded to the throne, but the most powerful warriors in the tribe.

The Bi An clan had never had a female leader before, and she not only became the first female leader in history, but also became a hero who turned the tide at such a critical time.

"The monster clan in Hulao pass is used to calling the heroes of the clan by the names of stars. It’s called “Breaking the Army.”

"The Pojun Star symbolizes the bravery of killing and attacking. Although she is a woman, her spirit of wielding a sharp gun and sweeping the prisons and demons is more brave than most men. She really does not give way to a man." Luo Bo sighed.

"She's amazing!" Lang Er also echoed. He had heard the stories before and felt that the female leader was amazing, but now looking at the portrait, his admiration is even greater.

And Gu Huaishan next to Lang Er, after hearing the name of the female leader, couldn't help but glance at Guan Lin again.

Guan Lin didn't notice this time, he stared at the female leader named Po Jun on the mural, his ears fell back slightly, but then snapped up again, like a taut bowstring, refusing to relax, Refuse to show cowardice.

He continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, listening to Luobo's narration.

"The demon army led by the demon king and the monster-human coalition army led by her faced off across the river for a long time, and finally the demon king retreated. The two armies never fought, and the demon king never failed. He was just waiting for the opportunity. He returned to Si level Originally, nourishing energy and accumulating taxes.”

"In the next 20 years, it was a relatively peaceful period. The Hulao Pass was bounded by the Sishui River, and the monsters and demons occupied each side. There were occasional battles and frictions in some places, but the large-scale decisive battles did not happen. Not once."

Acts [-] and [-] depict a few local small-scale battles. Every time an enemy invades and tries to cross the Sishui, the female leader always repels them with unshakable bravery.

Over the past 20 years, the Yaozu has continued to win small victories, but this does not mean that the Yaozu has the strength to defeat the Mozu, because the Demon King, who symbolizes the strongest combat power of the Mozu, has not had another personal conquest in the past 20 years.

"Peace is short-lived after all. After 20 years, the world has fallen into war and is unable to provide strong support to the demon clan. The time the Demon King has been waiting for has finally arrived."

Everyone came to the ninth scene, and the huge black shadow that had been entrenched in the Sishui Plain set off again, and the Demon King led his troops to the banks of the Sishui River again.

The Yaozu chose a defensive posture, and the female leader was brave but not reckless. To the east of the Sishui was a plain, and to the west was a forest. Fighting on the plain was far less advantageous than retreating to the forest.

These 20 years are not in vain. As for the fact that the Demon King will lead an army again, every demon clan knows well that as long as they have seen the horror and cruelty of demons, they will understand. There is no chance at all.

Therefore, when the demon army marched out again, the Yaozu made complete preparations. They built fortifications at the mountain gate and deployed many defensive magic circles. The entire mountain forest was built into an impenetrable city, which was almost as strong as a tiger prison. Close the enchantment itself.

But they still lost, a complete defeat.

Because in the ninth act, among the villains in the portraits that symbolize the armies of both sides, there is a black shadow in the villains painted with white brush strokes on the Yaozu side.

The black villain has a white circle on the outer shell, but the inside is dark black like a devil.

"In this war that has been prepared for 20 years, although the monsters are not sure of winning, they are also confident that they will not be broken by the demons. In the end, in just one day, the demon king led troops to bypass the defensive circle and surprise the mountainside. In the camp, the monster clan was defeated."

"There is nothing wrong with the arrangement of the monster clan, but there is a traitor hidden inside who knows everything about our own arrangement." Luo Bo sighed.

Lang Er looked at the black shadow among the white villains, gritted his teeth and said, "When I was listening to the story, I wondered why the demon clan lost so quickly, so it was because of this traitor!"

Lang Er was so angry. It stands to reason that Guan Lin, who has always hated demons, should be even more angry. But Guan Lin looked at the black villain, but didn't say a word. He just turned his head and didn't want to look at him again.

Gu Huaishan was looking at Guan Rin, and he didn't say a word, just pursed his lips.

"No one would have imagined that the Heavenly Demon King and the traitors would attack the camp in the mountainside. Even the monsters who are good at fighting have old and weak women and children, and they all live in the mountainside, which should be the safest place. Most of the fighters who can fight are distributed in the mountainside. Besides, there are very few people left behind in the camp.”

"In order to allow these old and weak women and children to escape from the iron heels of the demon army, the female leader led the remaining soldiers to resist the demon army and buy time for their evacuation."

"She fought against the Heavenly Demon King alone, unlike her parents. This time, she was in the hands of the sharp gun to suppress the prison. Unfortunately... she still lost."

Luo Bo looked at the head of the female leader who was hanging on the battle flag of the demon army, and said to Lang Er, "The god blood and guns of the Bi An clan are the gods of Bi An and those gods who have long since passed away. The power left for the world together to fight against demons is also the hope of the world, but they were all defeated in front of the demon king, don't you think it's strange? Are these ancient gods arranged wrongly?"

When this question was asked in Lang Er's heart, he felt strange for a long time. Seeing that Luo Bo seemed to know the reason, he hurriedly asked: "Why is this happening? In the story I heard, the first time the sharp gun was born Didn’t the group of demons tremble during this time? Why did you act like... not doing well in this battle?”

It's not to say that this magic spear doesn't have any power to destroy demons, but it is indeed different from Lang Er's imagination. The magic weapon in his imagination should be invincible and unstoppable.

Luo Bo shook his head: "It's not the sharp gun that can't control the prison, but its owner can't."

"Although every member of the Biyan clan has the inheritance of the divine blood, the divine blood is constantly thinning and declining in the process of reproduction and inheritance, like the cub that was nurtured by the great god Biyan himself, that is, the divine blood of the Biyan clan. Ancestor, the power of his blood is the most powerful. When he pulls out the sharp gun to suppress the prison, the twelve inscriptions corresponding to the five-star seven-luminous map on the body of the gun are all lit up. Only prison can exert its full power, but after him, there is no one from the Biyan tribe who can reach this level."

"The god soldier chooses the master. If he doesn't have the blood of the gods on his body, or if the blood is not strong enough, then he can't even pull out this magic spear. It will weigh more than ten thousand catties. It is a threshold to be able to light up nine inscriptions. The gun might be able to draw a little, but the gun would be too heavy to use at all."

"As for Jiudao and above, it is barely able to use it, and this is also the lowest threshold for becoming the leader of Bi An."

"Although the strength of the blood is innate, it can sometimes be stimulated through acquired practice. It is said that every year within the Bi An clan, all members of the clan are called together to test the ability of each clan member by pulling out this sharp gun, and Choose the next leader." Luo Bo glanced at Guan Lin when he spoke, and wanted to ask Guan Lin for confirmation.

But Guan Rin ignored him at all, just stared at the head of the female leader hanging on the battle flag on the mural, motionless.

Luo Bo had no choice but to continue: "It seems that the female leader could only light up the eight inscriptions on the magic gun before the demon king came to the world, and it was a little short of using the magic gun to suppress the prison, but the death of her parents inspired Her potential, when she took up the sharp gun and led the army to confront the Demon King across the water, if you observe carefully, you will find that the inscription on the gun body lights up eleven."

Hearing this, Lang Er immediately ran back with paws, and came back after a while, confirming: "Really, only eleven inscriptions are lit."

"This is already a very strong level. Among the previous leaders of the Bi An clan, she is already very good, but unfortunately she is still a little short. The strength of the Demon King is probably only able to point out all the twelve inscriptions of the guns and prisons." Those who are bright can fight, but after the death of the female leader, not to mention lighting up all the twelve inscriptions on the sharp gun, there are no people who can pick up this sharp gun and lead the whole clan to fight again. "

Lang Er lowered his ears, this is also the history he knew, but then he thought about the final outcome of this battle, he never knew how the Yaozu turned defeat into victory from such a desperate situation, but this mural, maybe it will give He answered.

This time, he no longer followed behind Luo Bo, but took the first step, and he came to the No.11 screen of the mural.This scene depicts the monster clan fleeing in embarrassment and the demon army that is viciously chasing and killing them.

The mountains and forests where they lived were all captured by the demon army, and the monsters retreated again and again, and finally retreated to the closed gate of Hulao Pass, where there was no way to retreat.

Outside the pass is the human world, if they can't guard the closed door, a group of demons will break into the human world, and this world will really be over.

Lang Er continued to walk down to Act No.12. The magic army kept advancing, and there was only the last mountain away from the closing gate of Hulao Pass.

However, the Demon King of Heaven did not move forward with the army, he stayed in the former camp of the Bi An clan.The battle flag with the head of the female leader was planted next to his camp, and the sharp gun prison was also left here with her death, planted on the battlefield full of corpses, and no one could pull it up.

The Heavenly Demon King did not personally pursue those remnant soldiers and defeated generals, because he knew that the victory was settled, and there was no force in the world that could contend with him. He sat firmly in the army, waiting patiently for his subordinates to open the entrance to the world and welcome his return. Pro.

But in the same scene, in the distance of the camp, Lang Er saw a different shadow among those monsters who were being chased and kept retreating.

The same stick figure outlined in white lines, no different in appearance, but Lang Er noticed him at a glance, because among all the fleeing crowd, he was the only one who turned back and ran back.

Lang Er vaguely guessed something, he continued to run along the mural impatiently, just like the villain who was desperately running back in a different painting screen.

He ran five or six meters in one breath, while the little white figure in the painting screen traveled tens of miles and returned to the homeland that had been occupied by the demons.

He sneaked in secretly, taking advantage of the night, and when most of the demon army was chasing and killing the remnants of the demon clan on the front line, and the rear was not well defended, he quietly took back the head of the female leader who was hung on the battle flag.

He hugged the head tightly in his arms, and pressed his forehead against the other's forehead which had already lost its temperature.What Lang Er saw was actually very simple lines, but his nose suddenly became a little sour.

He continued to look forward, and after the little white man got the head, he wanted to leave like when he came, without anyone noticing.But there has never been anything unnoticed. As early as when he stepped into the camp, the Demon King noticed him.

But he was not in a hurry to catch the opponent, like a cat playing with a mouse, when the little white man thought he was about to succeed, he walked out of the tent, and the magic army staying in the camp surrounded the little white man.

These demons are so terrifying, distorted black lines occupy almost the entire frame, and the little white figures are besieged in it, as small as a lonely boat in the sea, capsized in just a moment.

But even a lone boat that is destined to be swallowed will have to fight to the death in the face of the monstrous waves.

The little white man fought with these black demons. With his courage, he came back here alone. He was no longer afraid of life and death. Demons were killed by him constantly, but he was also constantly injured.The Heavenly Demon King watched from the sidelines, not feeling sad for the dead fellow clansman, he was as happy as watching a performance.

There are too many enemies, but he has only one person. The little white man has more and more injuries. The head he has been holding tightly is unable to hold the head because of the injury on his arm. They took it again.

He was retreating steadily, just like the monster race that was defeated in this battle.

In the constant fighting, the weapon he held in his hand was finally overwhelmed and was torn apart by the sharp claws of the demon army. He was defenseless and had no power to fight back.

The night is dark and the stars are dim.

But when the night is darkest, it also shows that dawn is not far away.

On the way back, he bumped into something, it was the weapon that was left on the battlefield, the weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Shenxue Biyan family - the sharp gun to suppress the prison.

He couldn't afford this gun. Luo Bo also said before that after the death of the female leader, no one in the Bi An clan could pick up this gun. Can't even do it.

What Ke Langer saw right now was that on the mural, when the little white figure held the gun, there was a faint light flickering on the dark gun.

The painting on the screen is very subtle, and the golden color almost seems to have been accidentally stained by the artist when painting.

The 20-meter-long corridor is about to come to an end, and the story told by this mural is about to come to an end. Lang Er hurriedly ran two more steps, wanting to see the end.

But in fact, there is no need to see the ending. From the beginning, what Luo Bo told him, the name of this mural, has already explained everything.

In the second-to-last scene of the mural, the Heavenly Demon King, who had been condescending all the time and looked down at these monsters as if looking down on ants, suddenly changed his expression.

What also changed at the same time was his standing posture. He used to stand with his feet apart, but in this scene, his feet turned into one front and one back, as if he was moving forward.

No, it's not going forward, it's going backwards!Lang Er suddenly realized.

The reason why he made such a change was that the other half of the screen, the white lines that were supposed to be so small that he could easily crush them, suddenly exploded with an unstoppable momentum.

Black originally occupied at least [-]% of the screen, but at this moment, the skyrocketing white lines cut the screen in half. Black and white are evenly matched, and even... overwhelmed these blacks!

The dim stars in the long night are shining at this moment. This is the gods in the sky echoing the sharp gun made by them. The inscriptions on the gun body light up in the man's hand, a total of... Twelve!

He is no longer a simple white villain. In this scene, it seems that he has undergone some kind of transformation, and the lines to draw him are much more complicated.

He became taller and taller, standing horizontally with a gun under the starlight, as if those ancient Valkyrie reappeared!

And where the point of his spear pointed, the group of demons trembled uneasy and kept retreating.

Even the invincible Heavenly Demon King, who has been invincible since breaking the prison, took a step back at this moment.

first step.