[Yang Chan] Fei Tian

There are foxes in this mountain, so there is no peace for evil spirits.

Yang Chan left Huashan, and for the first time she was lenient with a person she wanted to kill.She came to a nearby town and found an inn, entered the room and fell asleep, sleeping for a day and a night.

After all, the injury was too serious, and she needed to recuperate. For an immortal person, one day and one night were enough.She untied the gauze around her neck, and the skin and flesh under the gauze had grown back intact.After Wen Xiaoer borrowed some water to wipe off the blood, she wandered out of the room.

When she reached the stairs, she heard movement downstairs.

"...I don't ask you to have any delicacies, just serve whatever you have here! But listen, I want the best--I'll know if it's good or not, my lord. Well, even if the young master smashed your signboard, it should be done!"

The waiter in the shop replied tremblingly: "Guest officer, it's easy to say, but you said you want to serve them all. This...maybe..."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to afford the money!" Hearing a "slap", a heavy object fell on the table, "Young master, I will do whatever I say, why are you talking so much nonsense! Hurry up!"

When Yang Chan walked downstairs along the steps, the little girl happened to run past her in a hurry, heading towards the kitchen.The downstairs, which was supposed to be crowded with people, was empty, except for a child in a bun with his thighs up, waiting for his meal!

Just now when she heard the voice, Yang Chan knew who it was, so she was not surprised to meet her at this time.

"Nezha," she said dissatisfied, "you are still so noisy."

"Achan, you're awake!" Nezha didn't think much of Yang Chan's reaction, and said happily, "Come here, here's a good seat! It's just for you!" He took two teapots from his cup and poured tea.

"For me?" Yang Chan sat down and glanced at the hall again, "You drove away all the other guests who came to eat for me, I really have sinned a lot."

Nezha was upset, put the teapot down heavily and said: "Why, I know you have worked hard, and I came here to clean up the dust for you. Do you still think I'm meddling in my own business?! It's really... good intentions are not rewarded!"

"People who can't starve to death, what to eat!" She folded her arms and said, "Tell me, did Heavenly Court see that I didn't do anything, and asked you to come and preach to me?"

"You..." Nezha half raised his hand and put it down again, "Why do you think so? Can't I just come to you just to catch up with you?"

"You came to see me, so you're reminiscing about the old days." Yang Chan snorted lightly, and glanced at Nezha, but the boy was sincere.

Nezha was originally a spirit bead. He may act arrogantly, but he has never told a lie.

"If you think that way, I can't help it," Nezha said, "but don't blame me for talking too much: every time you come to see you, you always have an expression that I owe you tens of thousands of taels of silver. Is it true that the heaven wants you to kill someone?" Does that disgust you?"

Yang Chan still had a cold face: "It's not the first day you know me! My complexion is already so ugly, do you like it or not!"

But Nezha misunderstood: "You...you still speak in the same tone..."

"Yes, otherwise?"

"Killing people, I don't think it matters much," Nezha said, "I have killed a lot of people...ah, there is also a dragon's life. When King Wu defeated Zhou, there were frequent wars, and people were killed on the battlefield. How many counts? I never cared."

"I don't care how many you kill. Boring."

At this time, the first dish came - beef.

"Oh, you know how to order this?" Yang Chan turned over her chopsticks twice, not willing to eat.

Nezha said helplessly: "This is the only place here... Ordinary people order food, and most of them are like this. I think that when we were marching, Second Brother Yang and I..."

"Shut up," Yang Chan interrupted him impatiently, "It's the same year. You can talk about thousands of years when King Wu defeated Zhou. I think you haven't made any progress since becoming a god. I don’t know anything about the world.”

After finishing speaking, she got up, and walked straight to the door, ignoring Nezha still calling her name behind her.

There are more people at the door of the store.A few merchants carrying burdens came in to stay in the store, and they stood by the counter and chatted with the shopkeeper.

"...we happen to be going to a neighboring town..."

"...The neighboring town is going to climb over that mountain..."

"...but I heard that there are monsters on the mountain, I suggest you take a detour to be safe..."

"But this item was pre-ordered by the customer, so I'm afraid it will be delayed..."

"What kind of monster is that? No matter what it is, cut it with the long sword, and it's all over!"

"Brother's words are wrong. You can't see and touch the evil spirits. You have a long sword and it has sorcery. If you are fascinated by him, even if you have good martial arts, it won't help..."

"What kind of monster is that? Why didn't you invite an expert to collect him?"

So the shopkeeper said: "It's not just one monster, it's a group! I don't know what kind of monsters, but suddenly there are more of them in that mountain. There are a lot of people in the town who have seen them, but everyone knows them." It’s hard to tell. Some people came back sick for three days after encountering them, and some people came back after encountering them and dug a pot of gold in the ground. I don’t know if those are good elves or bad ones.”

Everyone was puzzled: "Since they don't know whether it's good or evil, maybe it's not that scary. What do people in your town have to be afraid of?"

"But the miasma in the mountains is getting worse and worse. Seven days ago, an expert passed by here. He said that it was because of the gathering of demons in the mountains. Only when they were dispelled, the miasma would dissipate. This morning, there were several more people in the neighboring suburbs. The woodcutters were carried down from the mountain, and they were all poisoned by the miasma. I don’t know when someone will come to subdue the demons and restore us to peace..."

Nezha hurriedly paid the bill, but the plate of beef remained untouched, so it had to be wasted.

He caught up with Yang Chan, and beside her, he said regretfully to himself: "As expected, you still didn't make a move."

Yang Chan taunted him: "Are you talking about the plate of beef, or the monster in Huashan?"

"I……"

"Just ask what you want to hear, don't beat around the bush."

"Okay, let me ask you." Nezha stopped and grabbed Yang Chan, "If you don't want to continue doing this, I can... I can talk to that person and ask the higher-ups to give you another job. That's great!"

By "that person" he meant his father.Their father and son did not get along. Sometimes the father beheaded the son, and the son killed the father. After being made a god, he appeared to be amiable on the surface, but inside he was still in conflict. He wished he could fight to the death every day...

For several years he had referred to him as "this one" or "that one," and he didn't want to talk to his father unless he had to.And what he said just now required Nezha to ask his father, which was not only difficult for Nezha, but also a good intention-but Yang Chan didn't appreciate it.

"Well, I'll tell you too," Yang Chan patted his hand away, "Don't get me wrong! I kill people for fun, and I keep my life for fun. The murderer is me! No one cares what I do. No way. Heavenly Court can’t control it, neither can my second brother, and you, who spread the word, naturally can’t control it!”

"You...your second brother..." Nezha was not enraged by these words, but instead stammered, "Second brother Yang, he has no time to care about you these days..."

"how?"

"do not you know?"

"what do you know?"

"Second brother Yang's wife... passed away."

"What?" Yang Chan raised her eyebrows, her expression showed her extreme surprise—it was the kind of surprise she heard that the neighbor's puppy was unfortunately killed.

"There is a plague of dragons in the West Sea, and a dragon in the Shui tribe is sick. When she went home to visit, she also caught it... Who would have thought that all the sick people in her family recovered, and she was the only one, just...just...how could you not know about this? What? The whole heaven knows about it!"

"Oh..." Yang Chan thought for a while, then shook off Nezha, "Then I know now, let me leave."

"This...she is your sister-in-law! Why aren't you sad at all?"

"My sister-in-law is dead, even if I can be sad, will she come back to life? The whole heaven is mourning for her, and I am a lot less. Sad, what's the use of it!"

"You..." Nezha was stunned by her words, and couldn't help sighing, "You are more ruthless than before."

"Oh?"

"Do you still remember? After King Wu pacified the world and before conferring the gods, I was at odds with my father, so I followed Second Brother Yang. He took me back to Jinxia Cave, and told me to keep it secret beforehand, and then I met you... "

"so what?"

"At that time, you had lost your heart. The scene when I first met you...do you remember?"

of course I remember.When they appeared in front of her that day, she was neatly cutting off the head of a roe deer, and then said to her second brother with a normal face: "Congratulations to the second brother for his victory, we will eat roasted roe deer tonight."

"Mortals celebrate, shouldn't it be like this?"

"But," Nezha took two steps, "Although I thought you were a bit strange at that time, you were very hostile and unreasonable. Until that time, when the green snake in the mountain acted as a demon, you spent a whole day peeling a piece of bamboo , one end is sharpened, as if you are making some kind of weapon. I asked you that if you can turn everything into a weapon, what kind of bamboo do you need to sharpen—how did you answer me?"

Yang Chan only said indifferently: "There is still this paragraph? I don't remember."

"You!" Nezha finally said angrily, "Tell me: 'Bamboo is not a weapon, and you don't need a weapon to kill it. The target of the weapon should be the enemy, and the green snake's infatuation was due to a moment of carelessness, so it is not an enemy." I heard You have always thought that even if you are heartless and ruthless, you still have a trace of kindness!"

"Oh, I remembered," Yang Chan rubbed his chin and said, "You left after that, went to the Conferred God Stage, and never came back. So you don't know, the snake was buried afterwards, a nest of snakes The grandson of the snake was also cut off by me, and occasionally one or two remained, and I gave it to Yuding to drink for a winter after making wine, and he praised it!"

"what?!"

"Nezha, what I used to be is what I am now, have you misunderstood me and think that I am still good?" Yang Chan said with his hands behind his back, "So you should never have imagined that Yuding asked me the same words as you, Do you know how I answered him?"

"how to answer?"

"I said to him: 'Kill an uneducated beast, and you are not an enemy, so why do you need any weapons.'"

"..."

She pointed to Huashan again: "Do you still think that I am merciful because I have kindness in my heart? As I said, I am the one who kills, and I also keep my life! What I really enjoy is the pleasure when a life is in my hands !"

"Achan..."

She patted Nezha on the shoulder: "Don't look at me with such sympathetic eyes. I will always be me, nothing better, bad, and it can't be worse!"