Chapter 186: Demon-Slaying Division
The cold wind is biting and the frost and snow are flying.
Wearing a fox fur coat, Ye Fan stepped into the heavy snow. Behind him was the Farming Office where he had lived for nearly a year.
This year.
From an ordinary mentally retarded boy, he became the fastest-promoted official agricultural officer in the Farming Office. From a mortal, he embarked on the path of spiritual practice and achieved the state of enlightenment.
In less than a year, I have completed the journey that took others three to five years.
Praise, praise, envy...
These did not stop him from moving forward.
Looking back.
Everything from the past seems to be passing by before my eyes.
...it's time to leave.
Ye Fan’s eyes seemed a little complicated.
Just as he was about to continue on the road, he saw a familiar figure.
Wearing a simple cotton-padded jacket, Wei Ning looked around under a tree that had lost all its leaves and had snow on its branches, as if waiting for something.
Ye Fan was slightly stunned and stopped.
Stare for a while, then turn around.
I don’t know how long it took.
Wei Ning was still waiting under the tree, but she couldn't see anyone for a long time. She hesitated for a moment and finally chose to leave.
Before leaving, I took out some warm dry food from my arms.
"Ye Fan! You must be careful when you go to the Demon Slayer Division! You must come back!"
Wei Ning put the dry food on the ground and shouted loudly at the flying snow in the sky.
The shouting caused some blood to surge up, and I couldn't help but take a breath.
She took one last longing look around her, her expression gradually became disappointed, and she left reluctantly.
However.
At a certain moment when I look back.
Wei Ning suddenly realized that the package she had placed there had disappeared.
A smile appeared on her face again, she waved her hand to the empty space, took a few steps back, and left at a much lighter pace.
The other end.
Ye Fan tightened his robe and held the still warm package in his arms.
“We’ll see each other again eventually, so why send them off again... Alas.”
He seemed to be denying something, but he couldn't hide the slight confusion on his face. He raised his head and let out a mouthful of mist that quickly condensed into ice, and walked into the wind and snow.
This blizzard came unexpectedly.
The little paper crane that usually travels around cannot fly and can only walk on its feet.
Ye Fan looked at the heavy snow and thought in his heart.
In the past, I don’t know how many people would have died in this heavy snow, but just a few days ago, the Farmers’ Office launched a disaster relief operation.
Not just agricultural officials.
The priests and weavers all acted together.
The two temples are responsible for providing clothing and food, while the priests take out talismans to keep warm, avoid the cold, cure diseases and exorcise evil spirits, so that ordinary people can survive this snowy day.
Go forward a few miles and arrive at your location.
In a roadside stronghold, a bonfire dispersed the heavy snow, and a middle-aged monk with a beard was feeding the horse.
"Who is it?" The middle-aged monk's eyes were sharp.
"Agricultural Encouragement Office, Ye Fan."
"Show me the jade tube."
"Well..."
Step forward to verify your identity. The middle-aged monk's eyes softened a lot.
"Recently, demons have been taking advantage of the blizzard, and there are demons who are proficient in illusions and can imitate human forms. You need to pay more attention. Follow me in first, and then set off when everyone is here."
"Are there many demons?"
Ye Fan couldn't help but ask.
“Are you scared?”
“Afraid.”
Ye Fan's voice was calm: "I'm afraid there aren't enough demons."
"Oh, what a spirit."
The middle-aged monk looked Ye Fan up and down and said, "The spiritual power is restrained, the spirit is strong." Shen Ning, your qualifications are quite good. Before I came out, Junior Brother Chen told me repeatedly that there is a little genius who should be protected, and it should be you." "Master Chen has great love," a flash of thought suddenly flashed in Ye Fan's heart. move.
He was actually favored by that adult, who was the highest-ranking disciple of the Immortal Sect he had ever seen and whom he admired the most in his heart.
“Why do you want to join the Demon Slayer Division?”
The middle-aged monk asked.
“I feel like I wasted a little time at the Farming Office.”
“Well...”
The middle-aged monk was noncommittal and said: "Since you have chosen to join the Demon Slaying Division, remember to guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and practice with concentration. In my junior brother's farm encouragement center, if you make mistakes, you will only get less harvest. In the Demon Slaying Division, if you are careless, you will lose your harvest. Head."
"Please keep this in mind."
Ye Fan nodded.
He was staying well at the Farming Center, but suddenly one day, he was notified by the center that if he passed the assessment, he could become a demon-slaying monk.
There have been two job transfers before.
When the weaving institute was established, a group of people were selected from the Agricultural Research Institute, and when the temple was built, another group of people were selected, but Ye Fan did not sign up until this time.
It is said that some demons have been born in various places in Suizhou recently, causing harm to one side.
In this small place of Qu County, there have been several cases of demons hurting people, causing people to panic.
So, with the cooperation of Mr. Chen.
The wealthy families in Fucheng and the families in various counties took elite monks to set up the Demon Slayer Division to kill demons and maintain local stability.
After joining the Demon Slayer Division, you can practice killing techniques and gain training qualifications faster.
Even if you don’t join the Qingnang Sect, you still have the opportunity to enter the Divine Treasure... Anyway, that’s what Lord Chen promised.
Ye Fan didn't know what he was thinking. When he confirmed that he could practice cultivation faster, he decisively put aside his enviable status as a farmer and chose to kill the devil and lick the blood with his knife.
When we arrived at the room, there were already several people waiting here.
He glanced away.
There are young men in gorgeous clothes, there are powerful martial arts masters, and there are monks who are just like me, but have no distinguishing features.
‘Do you want to join the Demon Slayer Division? ’
When Ye Fan saw his colleagues, it seemed that he was one step closer to his desired goal.
He sat down on the vacant seat, took off his fox fur, and greeted everyone.
They exchanged their names and origins, and the atmosphere became warmer.
The young master said: "My father has some connections, and he has learned some inside stories about the Demon Slayer Division."
"Oh? Maybe you can reveal something?"
"Of course, we are destined to get together. There is no secret. It is said that everyone must go through a test before joining the Demon Slayer Division. The specific test is unknown. As long as you pass it, you can..."
Just opened it not long ago The door suddenly opened.
The middle-aged monk walked in, his serious gaze surrounding the few people around him.
"No need to wait, let's go now."
"There are five people in total, why are four of them on the road?"
The interrupted young master couldn't help but ask.
"You'll find out when you get out."
The middle-aged monk's thick arm retracted to the other side of the door, and the cold wind that was blocked outside blew in, making the hairs of several people stand on end.
Everyone looked at each other and could only follow him out.
White snow.
The middle-aged monk took out some very tall and magnificent horses from the stable.
“This is the demon-blooded horse from the Spirit Beast Hall. It can travel thousands of miles in a day and can withstand severe cold and heat. It is no match for tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves. How can it ride a horse?”
The two nodded, The two shook their heads.
"There's nothing you can do if you don't know how to ride. Sit on it, hold the reins, and don't move."
The middle-aged monk got on the horse first and walked in front.
Ye Fan is the one who can't ride a horse. He doesn't care about anything else at this time. He just climbs on the horse's back first.
Fortunately, his cultivation is not a decoration. He can't ride, at least he won't be thrown away.
The four of them followed the middle-aged monk out of the camp.
Subsequently.
The middle-aged monk stopped and pointed forward.
"This is the fifth person, he will never come again."
I saw him not far away.
A bloody corpse was hanging on the tree, its clothes were torn to pieces, and its head was missing.
(End of this chapter)