i lied to the whole world

After Hua Piao finished speaking, she turned to the storyteller and asked, "Do you want to come with me? There may be many interesting things along the way. Aren't you writing a story, going to different places?" There will definitely be a different landscape.”

"Xiaosheng is very excited, but it has been decided. Xiaosheng will be here to witness until the end." The storyteller pointed to the scroll behind him, "There will definitely not be a more exciting story than this, whether it is success or failure...Xiaosheng Be a witness to all this."

"Why, did you feel how useful the storyteller's ability is?" Hu Shengxing Luo revealed the real purpose of Hua Piao's invitation with a smile.

Hua Piao laughed, raised his hand and scratched his hair: "Yeah, you have really good eyesight."

Maxima is common but Bole is not. Monsters have all sorts of strange [wei], and some of them are not aggressive at all, such as the [wei] of the scholar.

But after Husheng Xingluo's excavation, it can become a super support that can rapidly increase the monster's [fear], and now Hua Piao has also experienced the power of it.

The strong fear lingering in him is proof, this rocket-like way to become stronger surprised Hua Piao.

It's a pity that the demon who unearthed this piece of precious jade was not himself.

At this time, the monsters were drinking their heads, and suddenly a strong monster stood up, and his two-meter-high figure almost hit the ceiling. Cheers to the Kingdom of the Night! Cheers to our new monsters!"

"Oooooooooh-!"

"Long live Master Xingluo!"

"You can already be king, right? He is the king of all our monsters, no monsters have any objections!"

The monsters suddenly became excited: "We have swept away all the shrines and Buddhist temples, from the gate to the imperial palace. Heian-kyo is already our monster's territory!"

Husheng Xingluo came back to his senses after a while, a little dumbfounded, and finally just smiled and looked at the monsters, but it seemed that they misunderstood something, and became even more excited.

In this noisy atmosphere, Husheng Xingluo suddenly noticed that Hua Piao seemed to be missing.

I found a piece of paper from the position before the sliding spoon, and I couldn't laugh or cry after reading it.

"What did he say?" The storyteller realized that Hua Piao had left.

"It's because I don't like the atmosphere of saying goodbye, and if I want to leave, I will leave happily at the cheerful banquet." Husheng Xingluo shook his head, "And he said that he will find his own way, and he will come back sooner or later."

"Haha, it would be great if he could really become the commander of the monsters, and Xiaosheng's stories about him would be exaggerated." The storyteller laughed.

You could tell he was a little drunk too.

Husheng Xingluo smiled without saying a word, looking at the monsters below.

Hua Piao walked away without a sound, and the drunken monsters didn't even notice his departure. The illusion had improved a lot with the naked eye.

He will be the commander of monsters, and he will also ascend to the throne of monsters and monsters.

It's a pity that this happened 600 years later. Well, maybe, with the blessing of the storyteller's story, Hua Piao might be able to establish the Nuliang Group faster.

When the timeline is closed, what kind of changes will happen in 1000 years, Husheng Xingluo is quite looking forward to it.

Halfway through the banquet, most of the monsters were drunk and fell to the ground. Husheng Xingluo stood up and casually said to the storyteller, "Come out for a drink?"

The storyteller was stunned for a moment, realizing something, and clenched the wine glass in his hand.

The two demons came to the eaves outside the high-rise building, above was the sky covered by the barrier, and Heian-kyo under the night.

The high-rise building can be regarded as one of the best high-rise buildings in this era. They were able to have a panoramic view of the night view of the entire Heian-kyo, and each had wine glasses of the same size in front of them.

"It's a pity that there is an enchantment covering it, so I can't see the moon above my head, otherwise it would be a pleasure to drink while admiring the moon."

The storyteller nodded, and Shidong poured the liquid from the jug into the cup, then crossed his arms and drank a glass of Yaoming wine.

A large and a small wine glass symbolizes a heartfelt dedication, while the same wine glass is a brotherhood.

After drinking, the two demons were silent for a long time. If the storyteller seemed to want to say something, he hesitated and didn't know how to speak. Husheng Xingluo didn't seem to notice his hesitancy, and kept staring at Ping An Jing under the night. .

From a certain point of view, the current Heian-kyo has indeed become the Kingdom of the Night that he promised before.

The gates of every household are closed, and only monsters roam the streets unscrupulously. Occasionally, some monsters can't control their tyrannical nature, and then they are caught by the face monsters patrolling the streets.

The ending after the arrest is naturally to make a new face monster.

Husheng Xingluo couldn't help thinking that the number of monsters who would disobey his orders would gradually decrease, and maybe the kingdom of monsters could really be realized.

"Isn't it good to just keep going like this?" the storyteller asked suddenly.

Hu Shengxing Luo tilted his head, a little surprised: "Did I say it?"

The storyteller shook his head: "I just really think so. A heroic tragedy is certainly a gorgeous and wonderful story, but if it's a story about the kingdom of monsters, I think it's also good."

Husheng Xingluo looked at him quietly: "Really?"

Under his gaze, the storyteller pursed his lips unnaturally: "No one has ever recognized my talent. It was you who discovered my talent and recognized my dream. If it was for you, I..."

"It's not necessary, I just appreciate your persistence, so I will tell you my plan," Husheng Xingluo saw the storyteller's eyes dim, and suddenly changed the subject, "But if it is the establishment of the demon kingdom The story does sound interesting."

"That……"

Husheng Xingluo shook his head: "Unfortunately, this is impossible."

"In this land, only human beings are favored from the beginning to the end."

Among other things, as long as this barrier is broken and the gods descend, the fragile Kingdom of the Night will instantly dissipate.

To be precise, only less than three days.

Husheng Xingluo looked in the direction of the shrine and Buddhist temple. His puppets had already been arranged, and he was quietly waiting for the opportunity to come.

At the same time, inside Tianman Palace.

Since Husheng Xingluo broke through Yinyang Liao, he continued to sweep all the way to the imperial palace, but these clergymen were not treated excessively, and there were no more casualties except those who were injured or died in the battle. They were placed under house arrest in their respective shrines and Buddhist temples, without even smashing the statues of gods, as if they were tourists.

Even the guards are loose, with just a few strange monsters at the door.

In the eyes of the priests of the Tenman Palace, this is undoubtedly an expression of arrogance.

But after thinking about it, the other party is indeed qualified to be arrogant. Even if they regain their strength, they can defeat them again. That's what the group of monsters think.

The priest looked at the demoralized clergy present and sighed helplessly.

It's no wonder that it is impossible for them to fight against the nine-tailed monster, because at the moment when the enchantment descended and the connection with the gods was blocked, they were already terrified.

Even entry-level priestesses and monks know that once they fear a monster in battle, it will be impossible to defeat that monster again.

In the past, it was supported by faith, but at the moment when the enchantment was shrouded, and at the moment when they lost contact with the gods, many clergymen were uncontrollably panicked, and then this fear was given to the ghostly man. Can take advantage of this opportunity.

Even thinking about it now, the priest can't help but feel shuddering. The nine-tailed fox is like a prophet. When sweeping various shrines and Buddhist temples, he can quickly break their defenses, whether it is the enchantment, traps, or even It's all kinds of spells that end at the same time, and the opponent seems to have already known about it, or avoided it one by one, or solved it in advance, and their every move seems to have been seen through.

It was precisely because of this that the panic in the hearts of the witches and priests present gradually turned into fear of Husheng Xingluo, and he seized the opportunity to wipe them all out.

But now, they have become prisoners of monsters, and they don't know how they will be dealt with...

For the sake of safety, all the priestesses, priests, and monks gathered in the main hall, and the injured were placed aside, and a special priestess healed them.

"Sister, what will happen to us..."

From time to time, there were whispers in the hall. The little witch who had just entered the shrine hugged the older witch's arm in fear: "I heard that monsters like to eat the livers of people with spiritual power. Will we be killed too?" ..."

"Shh, stop talking."

"Yeah, I've heard of this too," said a priestess with tears in her eyes, her voice choked up, "I heard that the more livers the monster eats, the stronger it will be, that's why we left our lives, it must be because the monster wants to slow down. Eat, and we'll all be monster food."

Fears are contagious.

After a few people spoke, a heavy haze weighed on everyone's heads, especially because they were all priests with spiritual power. Many people had the experience of being chased and killed by monsters. For a while, the idea of ​​tragedy occupied everyone. mind.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more depressing, a monk next to him whispered to an old man with white eyebrows: "Master Sergeant, what should we do now?"

The priest sat motionless on the futon, chanting Buddhist scriptures, as if he didn't hear them, but the monk seemed to have realized something, and chanted the scriptures along with him.

The priest looked at this scene, then looked at the crowd with fear on his face, and said: "Everyone, let's pray to the gods together."

"But the connection with the gods has been..."

"As long as our thoughts are sincere, we will definitely be able to convey them to the Lord God." The priest said slowly, and there seemed to be an invisible power in his voice.

Under his leadership, the priestess, other priests, and monks all began to pray in their own ways. Seeing that the atmosphere of fear had finally stopped spreading, the priests breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't sure if it would actually work, but at least he couldn't let morale continue to slump.

Fear will be transformed into the power of monsters. If even they are afraid, it means that the body and mind have surrendered to the monsters.

The priest looked at the enshrined statue, and also prayed in a low voice.

Lord God, if you can hear me, please don't abandon your believers...