Killing God

The sun slowly rises from the far east horizon, and its magnificent light spills onto every inch of the Demon Realm's land, enclosing the huge Black Hell Mountain Range. Fengming City is also bathed in sunlight, and traces of war can still be seen on the towering city walls, but in this rising sun, it seems that a new vitality is gradually growing.

At least most of the Green Snake Demon Race think so.

Because it is still morning, the sun is not too hot, and it feels a bit mild when it shines on the body in the morning breeze. But for the Yaozu, at this time, except for the soldiers on guard at night, most of them are still sleeping in their dreams, so most places in Fengming City are still in a very quiet state. .

This was the fifth day after the Green Snake Demon Clan captured Fengming City. The sun was shining and the weather was clear. After sweeping away the haze of the previous few days, it seemed to be a good day for the renewal of everything.

When the old white monkey got older, he was not as sleepy as most demons. In this early morning light, he carried a big cloth bag and walked towards the stone room at the back of the Black Wind Mansion.

There was no one all the way. After the first few days of nervousness, the green snake guards on weekdays seemed to be a little lazy after seeing the overall situation. The old white monkey looked at the surrounding empty courtyard with some indifference. After a short pause in his footsteps, he shook his head slightly and walked into the secret room alone.

It didn't take long before I saw a familiar and soft golden light glowing in front of me. It was the peculiar light of the golden fetal stone, accompanied by a faint and quiet sound of turning the book.

Standing in the passage, the old white monkey paused. He didn't walk in immediately, but kept a quiet look into the secret room. I saw that under the four golden stones, the books and classics scattered on the ground were piled up like a hill, and on the ground near the foot of the mountain, there were a lot of single books scattered in a large number, and most of them were There are traces of flipping.

Shen Shizheng'an was sitting on the edge of this "mountain of books" with another volume in his hand, reading quietly. The golden light emitted by the golden baby stone floats gently beside him, like gentle arms gently surrounding his body, and even this "ghost witch" in a black robe does not seem to have Those gloomy breaths.

The old white monkey watched for a while, slowly showing a kind of smile that he had never seen before, but after a while, after a slight smile, he put away his emotions, and walked into the secret room with a cane.

The sound of footsteps and the sound of crutches hitting the ground instantly awakened Shen Shi who was reading, but he didn't have to look back, he could hear people from the already familiar sound, and he didn't look back now, he just smiled. Said: "The old monkey is here, why did you get up so early today?"

The old white monkey walked up to him with the big bag and smiled: "I'm old and can't sleep. I have nothing to do anyway, just come to you."

As he said, the big cloth bag on his hand was turned upside down and fell on the ground, and suddenly there was another splash, and there was a rain of books. Not to mention, hundreds of book rolls fell out of the bag. That little book mountain has piled up a lot.

Then the old white monkey dropped the big cloth bag in his hand and smiled: "Okay, these are the last scrolls in the small building, plus I moved it a few days ago, the two-story library in the small building , I almost moved over for you."

Shen Shi looked at this mountain of books and the vast number of scrolls, feeling a little for a while, and said with a wry smile: "I couldn't find a book to read before, but this time... so many scrolls, how can I finish reading these two or three days? what."

The old white monkey leaned over and sat down beside him and said with a smile, "It's okay, otherwise, after these three days, you should help me again and continue to guard, so that you can just enjoy reading here as you please. Kill two birds with one stone."

Shen Shi glared at the old man, and the old white monkey smiled, as if he didn't seem to be embarrassed at all. Shen Shi couldn't help him, but in his heart he really felt that this place was a rare quiet place for cultivation, plus the rest of the practice. There are still so many books and classics to watch. It is indeed a bit difficult to give up. After hesitating for a while, I had to say, "I have been closed here for too long. I will have to go for a walk later and let me breathe."

The old white monkey hurriedly said: "These are all trivial matters. I can accompany you out for a walk later."

Shen Shi sneered, too lazy to pay attention to the cunning old monkey, looked back on the mountain of books in front of him, shook his head and sighed, "There are too many books to put down here. There are too many, if there is a way It’s good to take these scrolls with you and read them anytime, anywhere. I don’t need to close them here."

The old white monkey smiled and said, "Don't think about this kind of good thing." When he said that, his words suddenly stopped, as if he was thinking of something. After thinking about it for a moment, he smiled, "But what you just said I seem to have really heard of this."

Shen Shi gave a "Hey", and was very curious for a while, and said: "What have you heard, is there really someone who can carry these seven or eight hundred books?" Then he seemed to wake up and laughed." I see, are you talking about those high-ranking monster races in the Heavenly Demon King's Court? That's not comparable. When people go on a trip, they are surrounded by hundreds of battles to serve, which makes people take them Hundreds of books are nothing."

The old white monkey waved his hand and said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with those high-level monster races. I remembered that I had read a book before. It said that in the last years of the Heavenly Demon King's Court, the Human Race discovered the spirit crystal and rose. What followed was that the human race used what they were best at to make, and created a lot of magical artifacts of various uses. I heard that there is a strange thing in it, which looks like just a small thing, a bag. Or bracelets, rings and the like, but there are other things inside, enough to hold a big box or a room or even more bigger things."

Shen Shi fell silent suddenly, and after a while, he whispered: "What, there is such a strange thing..."

The old white monkey gave a bitter smile. Although there was a bit of bitterness on his face, it could still be seen that he was yearning for this kind of thing in his heart: "Yes, when I saw these recorded texts, my heart felt good. You have almost the same idea now, all thinking: What, is there such a miraculous thing in the world!" After the voice paused, the old white monkey thought for a while and said, "I remember the book That said, at that time, the Human Race called this kind of strange thing "the bag of the universe", which means that a small pocket can hold things of the universe."

Shen Shi glanced at his palm subconsciously, but it was empty there. The two small wishful rings had been damaged a long time ago, but at this moment, his mood was really quite subtle. After a moment of silence, it was still He sighed and said indifferently: "I can't imagine that the human race can create such a strange thing. It's really amazing... uh!"

After half of the praise, Shen Shi realized that his identity was still a monster after all. It seemed inappropriate to praise the enemy of life and death, not to mention the old white monkey who was sitting next to the diehard who insisted on the supremacy of the monster blood. Then, he quickly closed his words and turned his head to look at the old white monkey.

Unexpectedly, the old white monkey didn't seem to be very angry. He just sat there and looked at him in a dazed look. After a long while, he recovered and saw that Chen Shi was looking at him. After a moment of silence, he smiled bitterly. , Sighed: "Don't talk nonsense about these things when you are outside."

Shen Shi looked at him with a little more curiosity, and said, "Old monkey, why aren't you angry?"

The old white monkey smiled, with a bitter expression on his face, and said: "I did feel depressed about this before, but after thinking about it, I realized that this is clearly the power of Human Race. They have always been the most depressed. I am good at making these artifacts. Sometimes, I really feel that the four characters of dexterity are really suitable for the human race."

Shen Shi was silent for a moment, and said: "I remember you told me before that Human Race made all kinds of magical weapons, and also used these magical weapons?"

The old white monkey nodded and said, "Yes, this kind of bag that can be small and large, is just one of the various magic weapons created by the human race. The rest are attack, defense, call the wind and call the rain, fly to escape, etc. There are so many weird magical instruments that there are no counts at all. It can be said that the reason why the human race was able to destroy our Heavenly Demon King Court back then was that in addition to their own strength rise, the magical weapons they created were also one of their major Help."

Shen Shi didn't speak anymore, and the old white monkey closed his mouth for some reason, and the atmosphere in the secret room gradually fell silent. Shen Shi glanced at the old white monkey. In the past three years, old white monkey and old white monkey are the only good friends in the demon world. He is also very familiar with this old monkey demon. I usually smile as if I don’t care about anything, I can see everything, but the only thing about the history of the days when the Heavenly Demon King’s Court was destroyed by the human race, even if it’s just a few corners, It evokes the pain in his heart for the past, and his emotions tend to drop.

This old monkey, in today's demon world that is fiercely combative and passionate about civil war, should be one of the few that still remembers the glory of the demon race in the past! It's just that, even if he has great ambitions, what can an old monkey demon who is so old and don't know how to live for a few years, what can he do?

Shen Shi raised his eyes and looked at the old white monkey. The old white monkey sat there with no expression on his face. After a while, he picked up the wine gourd hanging on his waist, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and then closed it. eye.

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Later that day, the old white monkey seldom talked, just sitting there drinking quietly, sometimes picking up a book from the ground and flipping through it for a while, but more time, he seemed to be in a daze. Thinking about things.

Shen Shi didn't bother him much, and read the book quietly. When time passed by inadvertently, the day seemed to finally pass quietly.

The old white monkey who also sat in this secret room for a whole day, because he drank a lot of wine, looked a little red on his cheeks, and seemed to be a little drunk, but he stood still on crutches and beat Shen Shi After a greeting, he walked out.

Shen Shi watched him walk away. For some reason, there always seemed to be a strange feeling in his heart, like feeling the feeling of helplessness and grief in the heart of this old white monkey, and also as if something was about to happen, deep in my heart. Some inexplicable irritability.

Some of the scrolls in his hand couldn't go in. He threw it to the ground casually, but then saw that the ground was full of messy scrolls, and frowned for a while. After thinking about it, he leaned over and picked up the books scattered on the ground. .

At this moment, the old white monkey who had reached the entrance of the secret road suddenly stopped, and then said to Shen Shi with a voice that didn't know when it became a little hoarse: "Stone, you have to look at these scrolls more, well. Live."

Shen Shi froze for a moment, stood up, and looked at the strange old white monkey today, only to see the face of the old monkey demon slowly showing a trace of weakness and deep pain, with a trace of drunkenness, as if still With a bit of helplessness that he hadn't seen before, he waved to him from a distance and said, "Stone, live well, if the future of our demon clan depends on outsiders who only know how to fight, kill and rob, it will only It's a dead end."

Shen Shi subconsciously gave an "Oh", but he didn't know how to pick up his words. However, looking at the appearance of the old white monkey, he didn't mean to hear Shen Shi's answer. After saying these strange things in ancient times, Muttering a few words that no one understood, he walked out slowly, and his figure disappeared in the secret passage.

Shen Shi stood there, feeling a bit at a loss for a while, holding a stack of scrolls in his hand, stunned for a while, but suddenly dropped to the ground, and then with a little hesitation, he slowly reached out to his arms, but touched again. A black scroll came out.

In the gentle golden light of Jin Fei Shi, Shen Shi stared at the curse text trace above, and his face seemed to flash with complicated expressions.