Chapter 2: Killing God with Fury
It was late at night, and the bright moon disappeared into the clouds. The whole Lingshan Village was in darkness, with only a faint glow from a flickering light near the temple.
In the silent night, the light flickered in the cool breeze, making the figure of the person holding the light appear to be floating like a ghost, which was really creepy.
It was pitch black all around, and the lights couldn't illuminate the road ahead. In the thick night, everything seemed like a ghost, which was so scary.
By this time, the village head Wang Cheng was so frightened that his hair stood on end and his legs were trembling.
It's not that there are no ghosts these days. The gods in the temple are the ghosts of the underworld. If you go to see ghosts in the middle of the night, it would be a lie to say that you are not afraid.
There was no other way. He dared not disobey the call of the gods, so he could only bite the bullet and walk into the inky black temple.
After an unknown amount of time, he finally staggered into the temple and carefully placed the oil lamp on the altar.
Under the dim light, the hideous-looking statue of the god looked even more frightening. Wang Cheng just took a glance and quickly looked away, not daring to look at it anymore.
He knelt down slowly, unable to help but tremble as he asked, "May I ask what the Lord is calling you for?"
The black-robed deity actually sighed and said, "After more than a hundred years, this deity is finally going to break through."
Oh, that turns out to be a good thing.
Wang Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly clapped his hands, "Congratulations, God! Congratulations, God!"
The black-robed deity suddenly frowned and said coldly, "Do you think it's so easy to break through? For so many years, what have you asked the villagers to offer you? On weekdays, there are not enough incense, candles, and paper money. Before the New Year, there are not even three kinds of animal offerings. How can this deity break through?"
What does this mean?
Wang Cheng quickly explained: "God, you know, Lingshan Village is poor to begin with, and many villagers have nothing to eat. It's hard for me to squeeze out some money for incense, candles, and paper money, and I have to whip them to snatch the three animal offerings."
I know, that's why I asked you to come in the evening.
The black-robed deity suddenly changed his expression and said, "After I break through, I can go to the City God Temple to work. If you can help me break through tonight, you will definitely benefit me."
benefit?
Wang Cheng couldn't help but ask: "May I ask the Supreme God, how can I help you break through?"
The black-robed deity said gloomily, "If you don't have the three animals as offerings, you can think of a way to offer a boy and a girl. If you can get a pair of boys and girls, this deity will be almost there."
Boys and girls?
Wang Cheng was suddenly enlightened when he heard this.
It turns out that the black-robed god wanted to break the rules by calling him so late!
The offerings are for the enjoyment of these ghosts and gods. The so-called enjoyment means that all the blood, flesh, and soul are sucked away in one gulp, leaving not even a bone or residue. It is fine if offerings are made to animals without intelligence, but it is not acceptable to offer young boys and girls.
If the ghosts and gods in the underworld can devour mortals at will, wouldn't the world of the living become a ghost realm?
Therefore, when offering sacrifices to the gods of the underworld, only three animals can be used, and young boys and girls are not allowed.
The imperial court and the underworld have already made three rules, and even the gods appointed by the City God cannot break these rules.
However, rules are dead but people are alive, and rules can be broken if there are benefits.
Wang Cheng rolled his eyes and pretended to be serious and said, "God, this doesn't seem to be in accordance with the rules."
like?
I knew you were greedy!
The black-robed deity promised solemnly, "You should know that the deities of villages and towns are all appointed by the City God. If you help me break through today, I will speak well of you in front of the City God someday. This way, you will not only enjoy glory in your lifetime, but also be appointed a deity after your death."
Being deified after death is a huge benefit!
The village head Wang Cheng couldn't help but said excitedly: "Thank you, God. I didn't know that God took a fancy to that boy and girl."
The black robed deity chuckled and said, "Yang Scar-Eye's children are very good."
The village head Wang Chengli nodded and said, "I understand that Yang Scar Eye is unable to raise his children, so he voluntarily offered them to the gods for their protection."
The black-robed deity nodded in satisfaction and said, "Well, it's best to let him sign it."
The fate of many mortals is decided in the dark. Many people have no idea what is going on and misfortune suddenly befalls them.
The man and the ghost conspired for a while, and the black-robed god quickly summoned several of Wang Cheng's confidants.
Wang Cheng was not vague either. He quickly wrote a contract of sale and took a few of his trusted followers with torches. He came to Yang Scar's yard and said in a stern voice, "Yang Scar, get up. You haven't paid all the taxes for the past few months."
Yang Scareye could barely make ends meet, but a few years ago the gods demanded his oxen as a sacrifice, and Wang Cheng brought people to his house to steal the oxen. He put up a little resistance and was blinded in one eye.
Later, because he had no oxen to work, his wife died of exhaustion, and he, the one-eyed man, was left alone to raise his two children, and his life became more and more miserable.
The family of three often had no food to eat and could only rely on wild vegetables and even grass roots and tree bark to fill their stomachs. Where did he get the money to pay the exorbitant taxes?
It was a common tactic of the village head Wang Cheng to urge people to pay taxes at night. Yang Scarface didn't know that they were here to rob his children. He got up in a daze, opened the door and begged, "Master Wang, please give me more time. I really have no money and no food now!"
No money and no food?
Wang Cheng directly took out the written indenture and winked at his left and right.
The two confidants immediately understood, took out the ink, grabbed Yang Scar's hand, rubbed it hard, and then pressed it on the indenture.
Yang Scar Eyes immediately came to his senses and exclaimed, "What are you doing? What is this?"
You don't need to know what it is.
Wang Cheng winked at his left and right again, and two of his trusted followers immediately rushed into the house, picked up Yang Xiaohua and Yang Ergou from the kang, and walked quickly towards the temple.
Yang Xiaohua and Yang Ergou were so frightened that they started crying immediately.
Yang Scarface was so anxious that he chased after them and shouted, "Master Wang, Master Wang, please, don't do this. If you want to hit or scold me, just hit me. Please let Xiaohua and Ergou go."
Wang Cheng kicked him away and said coldly: "Get lost!"
After saying that, he walked quickly towards the temple.
Yang Scarface immediately got up and stumbled after him.
Alas, this village head Wang Cheng is simply not a human being. He always picks on people and makes trouble in the middle of the night.
After being awakened, the villagers all sighed inwardly and no one dared to do anything.
Chen Jiu, however, stared blankly in the direction of the temple, his face full of confusion.
Something seems wrong. What do these guys want to do?
If it was about collecting taxes, he naturally wouldn't dare to do anything about it, as he himself still owed a lot of exorbitant taxes and levies.
But this doesn't seem like an attempt to force for tax collection.
When the black-robed deity saw that the boy and girl had been captured, he could not help but be overjoyed.
He couldn't wait to stretch out his hand, grabbed Yang Ergou, brought him close, and sucked hard into his mouth and nose.
Yang Ergou, who was still crying, suddenly fell silent, and his body quickly shrank, and soon only a bag of skin was left.
Yang Scarface stumbled in and took a look, and couldn't help but howled, "Ah, Ergou, you, you are still human?"
After saying that, he rushed forward like a madman, trying to take back his daughter Xiaohua.
Seeing this, the black-robed god couldn't help but frown.
This person cannot be kept.
There was a flash of cold light in his eyes, and he kicked him.
Yang Scar Eye immediately spurted blood and flew backwards, flying out of the temple like a cannonball. He flew more than ten feet away before falling to the ground with a bang.
Chen Jiu happened to see this scene.
He finally couldn't help but flew up, rushed over, and lay on the ground to take a look.
Yang Scareye died with blood coming out of all his orifices!
"Ah, let me go, Daddy, help me."
Yang Xiaohua's shrill cries suddenly came from the temple.
Yang Scarface is usually very nice to him, and Xiaohua and Ergou have been playing with him since childhood, so he can't just ignore this matter.
Chen Jiu jumped up, rushed into the temple and took a look, and was immediately furious.
Yang Xiaohua has turned into a shriveled skin bag just like the three sacrificial animals in daily life!
"you!"
Chen Jiu felt as if his brain exploded. Yang Scareye's family was gone just like that!
The black-robed deity couldn't help but laugh and said, "You've come just in time. I'm just a little short of that."
After saying that, he stretched out his big hand like a palm leaf fan and grabbed Chen Jiu.
You still want to suck me dry!
Chen Jiu subconsciously used the Tiger Demon Fist technique and raised his hand to clapped it.
His palm suddenly grew more than twice as big, and he actually slapped the black-robed god's giant hand away.
The black-robed deity could not help but say in anger, "How dare you resist?"
What's wrong with me resisting? Should I just let you suck me dry and destroy me completely?
Chen Jiu looked at the two shriveled skins on the ground, and his eyes instantly became bloodshot.
He knew very well that the black-robed spirit wanted to suck his blood and soul dry, and if he did not resist he would become like Xiaohua and Ergou.
Fight!
At this time, he didn't care whether he was going crazy or not. He used all his strength to activate the Tiger Demon Fist. His blood suddenly boiled and his bones were crackling.
"Ao", with a tiger roar, the black-robed god's hair and beard were blown into a mess by the air waves.
"you wanna die!"
The black-robed deity was furious.
He jumped up from the shrine and punched Chen Jiu in the chest.
"Boom", a huge hole immediately appeared on the wall of the temple.
Chen Jiu subconsciously raised his hand to block the blow, but was still knocked flying by the punch.
However, he did not spurt blood, he just rolled on the ground.
The Tiger Demon's Divine Fist was indeed effective. The terrifying power of the black-robed god couldn't even hurt him!
Chen Jiu raised his swollen arm and took a look. Then he quickly got up from the ground, and used all his strength to mobilize the energy and blood in his body to break through again.
"Ao", another tiger roar, his eyes turned red instantly, and his whole body was as red as if blood was oozing out.
The third level of the Tiger Demon's Divine Fist - Bloody Possession!
At this time he had gone mad, with only endless rage in his mind.
He stared with scarlet eyes and roared at the black-robed god: "You damn god, you still want to swallow me? I will kill you today and avenge Uncle Yang's family!"
Damn it, how dare you, a mere mortal, be so arrogant in front of me?
"You little bastard, what's wrong with me wanting to swallow you? It's your blessing that I swallowed you. How dare you resist? How dare you blaspheme the gods!"
The black-robed god was furious. He strode out of the temple and punched Chen Jiu again.
What's wrong with blasphemy?
Fuck you, God!
The tiger god wags his tail!
Chen Jiu used the Tiger Demon Fist, and the whole person really seemed to have turned into a huge tiger.
Some part of his body suddenly became as big as the arm of the black-robed god and swept over directly.
"Boom!" He was smashed and flew out like a cannonball, and a huge gap was made in the wall of the temple.
However, he was not seriously injured.
He was like an indestructible cockroach. He jumped up from the ground and frantically mobilized the energy and blood in his body, completely ignoring his increasingly violent thoughts.
The power of this black-robed god is obviously not comparable to the monsters he usually deals with, so he must use all his strength to break through.
As for whether he would become crazy, he didn't even think about it because he was already crazy.
The Tiger Demon's Divine Fist was performed to its extreme. His eyes emitted a scarlet light, and his whole body was swelling back and forth as if there were several giant pythons tumbling wildly inside.
With a "puff" sound, blood mist filled the air and his body seemed to explode.
"Ah", a tiger roared, shaking the earth. The circular air wave blew up all the dust around, and the shock wave made the flowers, trees and even the tiles on the roof rustle.
The blood mist around him instantly transformed into the shadow of a tiger.
Possessed by the power of the tiger god!
The phantom of the tiger god around him actually showed signs of solidifying!
Is this the fifth floor?
The wolf demon, who couldn't help but run out after hearing the tiger's roar, almost popped his eyes out when he saw this.
It took it more than a hundred years of practice to reach the third level. How long did it take Chen Jiu?
Could this kid be the transformed demon king?
The black-robed deity that chased out of the temple was also startled.
What kind of magic skill is this?
So terrifying!
The Tiger Demon Fist is not some kind of magic skill, and it would not be so terrifying even if practiced by ordinary monsters.
The reason why Chen Jiu can burst out such terrifying strength is mainly because his qi and blood are too terrifying.
He has been practicing Taiyin Daoyin Technique for nearly ten years, and his energy and blood are comparable to that of a demon king who has practiced for hundreds of years!
Originally, the black-robed deity thought that he could kill ordinary mortals with just a flick of his fingers, but who knew that this boy had actually practiced such a powerful magic skill.
what to do?
The magic attack that this kid has cultivated is too powerful, he is no match for him at all!
And the crazy murderous intent in this kid's eyes is not fake, it's real.
This kid really wants to kill him!
His eyes rolled around for a while, and suddenly he changed his expression and said flatteringly: "Chen Jiu, Chen Jiu, let's talk it over. As long as you follow me, I will guarantee you wealth and glory."
Still rich and prosperous?
You are kidding the devil!
Chen Jiu suddenly squatted down, bent and stretched his legs, and his body instantly turned into a phantom, pouncing towards the black-robed god like a tiger.
The tiger is coming out of the mountain!
While still in the air, he swung his right hand and slapped the ugly face of the black-robed god.
White tiger claws!
With a "whoosh", his palm instantly became larger than the black-robed god's face, and the tiger god's phantom had already extended its sharp claws.
What kind of magic skill is this?
The black-robed deity was terrified, and quickly used the energy and blood he had absorbed over hundreds of years, and raised his hands to cover his head.
With a loud "boom", energy burst out in all directions and dust flew.
The black-robed god's hands were blown apart, and five deep scratches appeared on his face.
He can't stop it at all!
This guy is so scary!
"If you dare to kill me, you will go to the eighteenth level of hell. Just wait! The eighteenth level of hell, a mountain of knives, a sea of fire, a cauldron of oil, endless torture..."
The black-robed god howled in despair.
“Go to hell!”
Chen Jiu jumped into the air again, stretched out his right hand, and slapped again.
The black-robed god was helpless and fell to the ground with a slap from him.
Chen Jiu immediately rode up, raised his fist as big as a killing bowl and smashed it hard on the hard head of the black-robed god.
He didn't know how many times he punched the black-robed god, but the head was finally smashed into pieces. The statue, which was still struggling, stopped moving.
This kid is crazy, he even dares to kill gods!
When the village head Wang Cheng saw this, he was so scared that he ran away immediately.
Chen Jiu was indeed crazy. Wang Cheng, that bastard, bullied him a lot on a daily basis.
Without thinking, he rushed over and slapped him in the face.
Wang Cheng’s head immediately exploded like a watermelon.
Upon seeing this, several of the village head Wang Cheng's close associates were so frightened that they immediately fled in all directions, trying their best to run to the nearby mountain god temple and land god temple.
I finally got rid of this bad feeling.
Chen Jiu felt relaxed all over and slowly exhaled.
call……
That violent consciousness seemed to be vomited out.
suck……
As the blood mist around him dissipated, his eyes gradually became clear.
He looked at Wang Cheng's corpse and the broken statue, then looked at the villagers who were hurriedly turning off the lights, and a complicated look appeared on his face.
This time he was in big trouble.
He killed the head of the village, Wang Cheng, and the god of Lingshan Village. Neither the imperial court nor the underworld will let him go. If he doesn't run away quickly, he will not only be caught and beheaded, but also go to the eighteen levels of hell after death!
What do you think of this Tiger Demon Divine Fist?
I can only say it’s very good and powerful!
If he didn't have the Tiger Demon Divine Fist, he would have been devoured by this crappy god, and both his body and soul would have been destroyed!
As for killing the gods, it caused a great disaster. Since he was killed, there is nothing to regret. This black-robed god deserved to be killed.
Years of hunting have taught him a good habit of acting decisively, because if he hesitates, the prey will run away.
There is no need to hesitate at this time, just run!
He just stood there for a moment before leaping over the body of the black-robed god and quickly walked home.
Bow and arrows, ropes, machetes, ox-horn knives, and about ten pounds of brown rice, these were almost all the belongings he could take away.
He packed up quickly, and soon he walked out of the house and ran into the woods outside the village.
