Chapter 8: Hundred Days to Transform into a Dragon
This is what really makes him happy.
No one saw except him. A mysterious and ancient scroll flew out from between his eyebrows, slowly unfolded before his eyes, and a ball of light sank into it.
Scenes emerge from it...
In the wilderness, bones and dead bodies were everywhere.
One of the rotten corpses suddenly struggled and slowly stood up.
The rotten head turned around, and suddenly it peeled off its own rotten flesh like clothes, and ate the internal organs and bones of a still intact corpse next to it, leaving the skin and flesh, and put it back on itself...
It discovered that this method actually made it stronger, and began to eat the corpses in the wilderness.
Gradually, it was no longer satisfied and used magic to confuse passers-by. This kind of living "food" was more delicious...
Until it left the wilderness and came to Shanyin County, it discovered there was a lot of "food" here. It relied on illusion to slowly turn the entire county into its "granary".
It is still not satisfied. It knows that there are still many refugees outside, so it uses relief to attract more refugees to come...
The scene stopped at the moment when the ghost transformed into a beautiful woman, with her skin and flesh half open, revealing the vaguely visible dry bones, and stood in front of the "porridge bucket".
It turned into a painting called "A Ghost Giving Out Porridge" in the Atlas of Ghosts and Gods.
The words on the picture:
【魉鬼: 鸺鶹〔xiū liú〕After years of development, they can speak like humans. They walk in the deep mountains during the day. -- The remains of dead people, they turn into spirits, and they like to eat the spirits of the living and the evil spirits of the dead. After eating people, they gather their spirits, evil spirits and evil spirits and turn them into blood-evil beads, which can live in blood, flesh and skin bags. They appear in the daytime, carrying plague and poison. Wherever they pass, no one will live for a hundred miles.】
After the catalogue appeared, two more lines of characters slowly emerged:
[Number of True Spirit: One]
[Kill the ghosts and punish the evil, and reward Zhou Tian]
[Kill one ghost and reward one dragon grass]
It turned out to be true, it would only be effective if he killed the evil spirits with his own hands.
Jiang Zhou expressed his joy without reservation.
Shi Feng thought that he was happy to be able to enter the Sujing Division, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, you step aside for now, and after I deal with the evil plague here, we will return to Wu County together."
Jiang Zhou's heart trembled, and he knew what he meant by dealing with the evil epidemic.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak, someone suddenly pulled him. Turning around, he saw that it was the man who had argued with others earlier and opposed to killing all those refugees, slowly shaking his head at him.
Jiang Zhou also knew that he was lucky to be alive, and he was powerless to stop what was happening before his eyes, so he had to close his eyes...
The screams began to be heard...
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time flies.
It was late at night and everyone was asleep in Wu County.
In a simple cave.
Jiang Zhou suddenly woke up from his sleep and sat on the bed covered with hay, gasping for air.
It has been seven days since I arrived at Wujun Sujingsi from Shanyin County.
He would also dream of the horrible scene like a slaughterhouse and the ghost standing in front of the porridge bucket and scooping "porridge" for him.
Jiang Zhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the empty row of beds next to him, and felt sad.
As he expected, he became a knife-wielding officer in the Sujing Division.
The Sujing Division was far more cruel than he had imagined.
Not only is he cruel to demons, he is also cruel to others and his own people.
It turns out that there were several people living in this cave.
However, every time he was sent out to perform surgery, he never came back.
All dead.
In the Sujing Division, the Demon Patrol Guards are official officials, led by the Demon Suppression Captain.
The person holding the knife could barely be considered a lifelong temporary worker at the Sujing Division, a person at the very bottom of the social ladder.
Cannon fodder + menial servant = knife bearer.
When killing demons, be at the forefront.
He can't be idle at ordinary times. He has to serve the demon-suppressing captains and demon-patrol guards of the Sujing Division.
After arriving at Wujun Sujingsi, in just seven days, he had already sent away the three knife-wielding men who shared the room with him!
And he never had the chance to see Shi Feng again, who seemed to look at him differently, since he entered here.
He was not wrong in his guess. Shi Feng, who could kill thousands of refugees without blinking an eye, had very limited kindness and favor towards him.
It just makes him a surgeon in Sujingsi.
He was given a seven-day adaptation period and was not sent out to perform surgery the day after he arrived like the others.
This kindness and favor is most likely because the "natural spiritual eyes" are of some use to Su Jingsi.
His value is not high, but he is better than the average knife holder, so he gets limited "preferential treatment".
This kind of special treatment is definitely not enough to make Su Jingsi help him resist the witch.
As long as he dared to reveal it, the witch might not be in trouble, but it was a fact that he had an affair with the demon, and this alone would definitely not lead to a good ending.
He had to continue with his undercover identity for the time being.
Tomorrow is the day when he will perform surgery for the first time.
If you are unlucky, this may be the last time.
Jiang Zhou took a deep breath.
With an expression as if he was going to the execution ground, he took out a crooked golden grass from under the hay on the couch.
The information recorded in the mysterious ancient scroll emerged in my mind...
【Dragon Grass: A grass that turns into a dragon in a hundred days. This grass was eaten by ancient dragons. It is pure and yang, and when planted in the heart, it is immune to all evils, and nourishes the body's internal organs, strengthening bones and blood. After a hundred days, the grass turns into a dragon and merges into the flesh and blood, adding a hundred years of strength, and the body is reborn, with blood and energy like a dragon, so it is also called Hundred Days Dragon Grass.】
This is the reward for killing the ghost.
To use it, just cut open the chest and plant it on the heart.
After a hundred days, he will be able to gain a hundred years of skills.
In the past few days, he had heard some bits and pieces of information from other surgeons, intentionally or unintentionally.
The Tenth Level of Martial Arts.
The product can store essence, make the skin and flesh as tough as cowhide, the tendons and bones make sounds like tigers and leopards, and the blood and qi flow like mercury slurry.
When the essence is full and overflows, merging into the flesh and blood, the body becomes like a furnace, and blood and energy permeate the body. This is the ninth level of martial arts, Rong Yuan.
At this time, the blood and qi in the body are flowing, and there is a special force of its own. This is the blood and qi power cultivated by martial arts, which is usually measured by skill.
Jiang Zhou estimated that with a hundred years of skills, he should not be weak, but he didn't know if he could defeat that witch?
Regardless of whether he is strong or not, Jiang Zhou just wants to survive .
He will have to take action tomorrow, and he has no choice but to go all out.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around in the middle of the night, he took out the small knife he had been preparing, lit a candle, and placed it over the flame.
He grabbed a handful of hay, tied it into strips, and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.
When the knife was almost burned, he picked it up and started to cut it against his exposed heart .
"puff!"
A knife stabbed into the chest, and blood spurted out.
"Um!"
Jiang Zhou's face was full of veins and he couldn't suppress sobs.
He endured the devastating pain and psychological pressure and quickly stuffed the dragon grass into the wound he had cut with his own hands.
Trembling all over, he groped for the position of his heart in the knife edge...
After a lot of effort, the dragon grass touched the heart, instantly wrapped around it, stretched out its roots, and pierced into it.
The sudden severe pain almost made Jiang Zhou close his eyes.
It was a sharp pain that felt like ten thousand little bugs were drilling in and out of his heart.
The next moment, a stream of boiling heat surged out from the heart and instantly spread throughout the body.
Jiang Zhou had never felt so good before.
My whole body was throbbing with pain, yet at the same time I was moaning with pleasure.
Why does it hurt so much?
His spirit was relieved at this moment. Jiang Zhou quickly suppressed his fear, looked down at his chest, and used both hands to tear open a hole big enough to see clearly inside.
Then he saw the golden roots of the dragon grass piercing into the beating heart. The winding grass stems were wrapped around the heart like a thin vine, emitting a golden light like the sun.
The heartbeat became stronger and stronger under the golden light.
Every beat released a huge amount of blood and energy, which not only replenished the previous consumption, but also made him feel unprecedentedly powerful.
Soon, he suddenly felt the severe pain subsiding and the wound healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, even the knife wound on the chest disappeared.
Jiang Zhou felt like he was reborn.
The strength seems to be growing every moment.
The whole person is hot, like a furnace.
A sticky black liquid mixed with a hint of blood flowed out of the pores, and then was evaporated by the heat from the body and disappeared into wisps of black smoke.
The stench was exactly the same as the ghost that day.
It is most likely the blood evil and evil grudge that Shi Feng mentioned.
After killing the Liang ghost that day, the blood evil on the demon-slaying sword and the Liang ghost's evil resentment eroded into his body, making him increasingly weak and suffering from frequent nightmares.
Now this discomfort has almost disappeared, and I feel full of energy.
It is immune to all evils. It really is immune to all evils!
Jiang Zhou carefully felt the changes in his body, and time passed unknowingly.
There were a few gong sounds from outside.
It’s the gong for the Sujing Division to ring the clock.
Its daybreak.
It was time for him to take up the knife.
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