Chapter 1 Patrol Colonel Chen Yuan (with a twist)
Night,
Heavy rain,
wilderness crossing,
Half of the dilapidated inn collapsed, crumbling in the violent wind and rain.
A bonfire was lit inside, and the crackling sound of firecrackers dispersed the cold air of the wilderness.
Beside the fire, there was an old man in a coir raincoat sitting with a pestle and a knife.
On his knees lay a six or seven-year-old girl who was sleeping soundly.
The old man lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms. His dry hands carefully rubbed the girl's pink face.
The body is slightly bent.
The eyebrows are hidden in the shadow of the bamboo hat
In the swaying silhouette of the fire, the old man's reflection was stretched very long, as if there was a gaping hole.
At this moment, a crisp sound of bells sounded from far to near.
The sound of the bell seemed to wake the girl.
She wiped her eyes and called out drowsily, "Grandpa, where are we?"
The old man in coir raincoat had straightened his body at this time, raised his head, his eyes were slightly white, and looked out the door.
Soon, the sound of the bell was approaching.
The door was broken open.
The cold wind stirred up rain and mist, bending the fire.
A sheepherder in coarse clothes and a straw hat drove a group of sheep in with the rain.
"Is there anyone? By chance, the spring rain is coming down hard. I need a place to take shelter."
The sheepherder had a stooped back, a skinny figure, and narrow eyebrows. He held a stick in his hand, patted the rain on his clothes, grinned his rotten teeth, and struck up a conversation with the old man with a shy smile.
"Let me borrow a fire from you. My sheep has been caught in the rain and is very cold. If it breaks my old bones, my master will probably tear them apart."
The old man in coir raincoat didn't say anything, he just pulled a piece of firewood from the fire and threw it over.
The shepherd thanked him, then drove the sheep to a corner, formed a circle, and lit a fire.
And those sheep were obedient and didn't even bleat.
The girl next to the old man looked at all this curiously, suddenly shook the old man's arm, and said in a childish voice:
"Grandpa, look, that sheep is crying!"
The girl pointed to a sheep in the flock.
The dirty white fur was covered with ferocious whip marks, and the sheep's eyes were looking in the direction of the two of them, actually shedding tears.
The old man in coir raincoat looked over.
But he saw the sheepherder's face suddenly turned sharp, and he hit the sheep hard with a stick.
"You bastard who needs to be whipped, be honest."
After saying that, the sheepherder grinned and looked at the girl with a smile:
"It's okay, why are sheep crying? You're wrong, little baby. Don't scare an old man like me in this wilderness."
Under the swaying firelight, the corners of his mouth seemed to be exaggerated.
The girl was so frightened that she crawled into the arms of the old man in coir raincoat.
The old man hugged the girl and asked her to turn her head away. His voice was a bit sharp, "This is my granddaughter. Children talk nonsense."
The sheepherder just bared his teeth and smiled.
"Oh, really?"
"How come you, grandpa and grandson are here in this wild forest and wilderness?"
Then he lowered his voice: "I advise you, if the rain stops, leave quickly."
After hearing this, the old man's voice sank:
"Why?"
"Because there was a demon in this land not long ago. There are animals that kidnapped children. When they got to the place, they ate their hearts, livers, brains and marrow." The sheepherder's voice suddenly became deep.
"Little doll, you have to be careful!"
The girl was so frightened that she started crying and called her grandpa.
The old man in coir raincoat trembled with the knife in his hand, staring at the grinning sheepherder.
"Boom"
A bolt of lightning cut through the rain curtain.
The next second, the sheepherder's face became wrinkled, and something wanted to come out of it.
The withered back became straight, and the bones made a "cracking" firecracker sound.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, he stretched out his hand towards the opposite side and sucked in the air.
The frightened girl cried and fell into his hands.
Then, he fell asleep.
Soon, the sheepherder, who was rickety and skinny just now, turned into a handsome young man with flying clouds on his temples and paint in his eyes.
The old man in coir raincoat looked at this scene, his expression became twisted and ferocious, sharp gray hair grew on his face, and he grinned at the young man. "Who are you?"
"Guarding on behalf of the sky, cutting down mountains and destroying temples!" Chen Yuan gently put the girl aside, and his words followed the thunder from the sky.
"Colonel Patrol!" The twisted old man in raincoat screamed strangely as if he heard something he was afraid of.
Turn the fire in front of you toward Chen Yuan.
"Whoosh".
Break out the window!
Looking again, there were only a few pieces of clothing left in place.
"Painting Tiger Dogs"
Chen Yuan snorted coldly, rolled up his sleeves, and sparks flew into his sleeves like a dragon.
Then he stepped down and got into the vast rain and mist.
A moment later, there was a sharp scream by the Chunchao River.
The chest of a gray-haired mandrill was pierced by a fist, and its breath was gone.
This thing looks ferocious, likes to feed on resentment, and is good at changing people's minds, turning into the people close to you, and then when people are unbelievable and resentful at their deepest, it eats people's hearts, livers, and brains, especially children.
Chen Yuan withdrew his fist, his energy trembled, and the dark green blood on his hand instantly dispersed.
At this time, the sound of Dao like Hong Zhong and Da Lu sounded in my mind.
"Behead a mandrill in the first realm, luck points +1"
"Main mission: 100% completion of Hundred Demon Species, obtain magical power [Mind's Eye]"
"The eye of the mind: one of the five eyes and six powers, which can detect illusions and can be practiced"
After the words fell, Chen Yuan closed his eyes.
In the mud ball, a black gold dragon-pattern token looks like a towering mountain, with mountains, rivers, vegetation, and flying insects and animals carved on it.
The token shook, birds and beasts chirped, and a white air swept across, driving straight into his eyes.
A sense of coolness blended into his eyes bit by bit.
After a while, when the coolness faded away, Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes.
A glimmer of light gathered in his eyes.
The night seemed like day in his eyes, and the grass, rocks and leaves around him were all visible.
Under his deliberate gaze, even the raindrops falling in the sky magnified and slowed down in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand, picked up the leaf, and flicked it.
A water droplet was split into two parts in the air.
"nice one!"
Chen Yuan finally laughed.
He picked up the mandrill's body, which was taller than the others, with one hand and turned back.
Entering the house, the sheep are still there.
But there seems to be some restlessness.
When the sheep saw Chen Yuan walking in carrying the mandrill's body, their eyes were filled with fear.
He immediately calmed down.
Chen Yuan threw the mandrill corpse into the fire.
In an instant, like a raging fire cooking oil, the flames burst into flames and shot straight to the roof.
Then he looked at a few sheep and watched silently.
When these sheep couldn't help but be afraid, they bent over and knelt down,
Chen Yuan recited a formula.
I saw these sheep rolling to the ground.
His true form immediately appeared.
There are wild boars, bobcats, foxes, and squirrels
but they are all out of place.
"Go!" Chen Yuan said.
Immediately, these little animals turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.
These are his demons.
The basic team of the patrol captain.
To put it simply, it is eyeliner.
With his current ability, he can only find these insignificant monsters.
Of course, none of it is voluntary.
But we can't help them.
They are not of my kind. They are afraid of power but not moral.
Otherwise, how could he patrol such huge mountains and rivers?
The eight hundred miles of Langlang Mountain are all under his jurisdiction!
I have released a new book. I haven’t written it for a long time. I am a little nervous. I hope everyone can support it!
(End of this chapter)