[R18] The Patriarch of the Demonic Way (newly revised version) – Chapter 6 of “The Patriarch of the Demonic Way (Newly Revised Edition)” [English]

Chapter 6 Arrogance Third

Within a few days, Wei Wuxian discovered that he might have made a wrong choice.

It’s obviously just a donkey, but it only eats fresh, dewy grass. The top of the grass is a little yellow, so it won’t eat it.Passing by a farmer’s house, Wei Wuxian stole some wheat straw to feed it. After chewing it for a few times, it spat loudly, louder than the spit of a living person.If he doesn’t eat well, he refuses to leave, loses his temper, kicks his legs, and Wei Wuxian almost gets kicked by it several times.And the cry is extremely unpleasant.

Whether as a mount or as a pet, they are all useless!

Wei Wuxian couldn’t help but miss his sword.That sword is probably hung on the wall by the head of a big family as a trophy to show off to others.

After running for a while, we passed through a large number of village fields.The sun was scorching, and there was a big locust tree beside the field ridge. The bottom of the locust tree was thick with green shade, and there was an old well. The villagers placed a bucket and a ladle beside the well for passers-by to quench their thirst.The donkey came here and refused to leave. Wei Wuxian jumped down, patted its butt and said, “You are still a rich man, and you are more difficult to take care of than me.”

Donkey squirts he.

Among all kinds of rogues, a group of people walked from afar.

These people carry hand-knitted bamboo baskets, cloth shirts and straw sandals, and look like country villagers from head to toe.There was a little girl inside, with a round face and a barely handsome appearance. Perhaps she had been walking for a long time under the scorching sun, and she wanted to come over to enjoy the coolness and drink water. However, she saw a donkey that was beating its hooves and braying and sitting under the tree, and there was also sitting a madman painted red and white with disheveled hair, so she didn’t dare to come over.

Wei Wuxian had always prided himself on being a person who cherishes beauty and beauty, so when he saw this, he moved his nest and cleared a piece of land to toss the donkey.Seeing that he was harmless, the group of people came over with confidence.Everyone was sweating profusely and their cheeks were red. They were fanning themselves and fetching water. The girl was sitting by the well. She seemed to know that he was willing to give in and smiled at Wei Wuxian.

One of them held a compass in his hand, looked into the distance, lowered his head and asked in confusion: “Why is the pointer still not moving when we are almost at the foot of Dafan Mountain?”

The engravings and hands on this compass are very strange, and it is no ordinary compass.It is not used to refer to the southeast, northwest, but to the “wind evil disk” that is evil and evil.Wei Wuxian knew in his heart that he was encountering a family of rural retail investors who were in dire straits.In addition to the elegant families of Yangchun Baixue, there are also many small families who study behind closed doors.Wei Wuxian thought, maybe he came from the countryside to join a big family with whom he was related, or maybe he went hunting at night.

The leading middle-aged man called people over to drink water and said: “Is your compass broken? I’ll get you a new one later. We’ll reach Dafan Mountain in less than ten miles. We can’t rest for a long time. We’ve been traveling all the way. If we relax here and fall behind and let others take the lead, it won’t be worth it.”

It was indeed a night hunt.Many aristocratic families like to be elegant and call traveling around, slaying and subduing demons “safari”. And because these things often appear at night, they also call them “night hunting”.There are so many immortal cultivating families, but only a few have come and gone to become famous.If not for the wealth accumulated by the ancestors, if an ordinary family wants to be ranked in a high position and become a famous family, and win prestige and respect in Xuanmen, they must achieve actual results.Only by capturing a ferocious monster or a serious evil that brings disaster to one party can the family’s words have weight.

This was Wei Wuxian’s specialty, but he had been running around on the road these days, breaking into several graves, and all he hunted were imps.He was short of a ghost general who would help him dominate, so he decided to try his luck in Dashi Mountain.If it’s easy to use, grab it and keep it for use.

The pedestrian had rested enough and was ready to hit the road.Before leaving, the round-faced girl took out a small half-green apple from her backpack and handed it to him: “This is for you.”

Wei Wuxian smiled and reached out to take it, but the donkey raised its head and bared its teeth to bite it.Wei Wuxian quickly fished it out.Seeing that the donkey was coveting the little apple, he felt so happy that he picked up a long branch and a fishing line, hung the apple, and held it in front of the donkey’s head.The donkey smelled the fragrance of the apple in front of him and wanted to eat it. He chased the apple, which was just a little bit behind, and charged forward. He was actually faster than all the famous horses Wei Wuxian had ever seen, and he rode ahead of the rest!

Without stopping, Wei Wuxian arrived at Dafan Mountain before dark.It wasn’t until the foot of the mountain that he realized that this was Brahma and not that food.Seen from a distance, the mountain looks like a short Buddha with a broad heart and a fat body, hence its name.There is a small town at the foot of the mountain called Fojiao Town.

There are far more monks gathered here than he imagined. There is a mixture of fish and dragons, and the colors of the clothes of each family are dazzling, walking through the streets.I don’t know why, but everyone looked nervous, and they didn’t have time to laugh at him when he saw this weird look.

In the middle of the long street, a group of monks gathered together and were talking seriously.It seemed that there were quite a lot of differences in opinions. Wei Wuxian heard them talking from a distance. It was fine at first, but then he got excited for some reason:

“…I think there are no soul-eating beasts or soul-eating evil spirits here at all. It is clear that all the wind evil disk indicators have not changed.”

“If not, how did these seven townspeople suffer from the disease of losing their souls? They couldn’t all have the same strange disease, right? I’ve never heard of this disease before!”

“If the Feng Xie Pan doesn’t point it out, does it mean it’s not there? It can only point in a general direction. It’s not precise enough, so I can’t be confident about it. Maybe there’s something nearby that can block the direction of its pointer.”

“I don’t even think about who made the Fengxie Disk. I’ve never heard of anything that could disrupt the direction of its indicators.”

“What do you mean? Why do I hear you sound weird? Of course I know that Wei Ying made the Fengxie Pan, but what he made is not perfect. Don’t you allow others to question it?”

“I didn’t say that you are not allowed to question, and I didn’t say that the things he made are perfect, so why would you spray blood on others!”

So they started to argue in the other direction, and Wei Wuxian passed by on a donkey, laughing and joking.Unexpectedly, after so many years, he is still very popular among the monks. As the saying goes, “Every time Wei Wei is around, there will be a quarrel.” If one were to vote for the most popular person among the hundreds of people, who would he be?

To be fair, what the monk said is correct. The current Fengxie Disk is the first version made by he, and it is indeed not precise enough.He was originally in the process of improving it, but he was hacked before the modifications were completed, so he had no choice but to humiliate everyone and continue to use the less sophisticated first version.

Having said that, those who eat flesh and bones are mostly low-level, like walking corpses; only the more gentle and elegant high-level monsters or ghosts can suck and digest souls, and they even ate seven in one go. No wonder so many families gathered here.Since hunting prey at night is no small matter, it is inevitable that Feng Xiepan will make some mistakes.

Wei Wuxian tightened the rope, jumped off the donkey’s back, and brought the apple that had been hanging all the way to the donkey’s mouth: “One bite, just one bite… Bah, you’re going to eat my whole hand with this bite.”

He picked up the other side of the apple, took a few bites, and stuffed it back into the donkey’s mouth. He reflected on why he ended up sharing the same apple with a donkey, and suddenly bumped into someone on his back.When I turned around, I saw a girl. Although she bumped into him, she didn’t pay attention to him at all. Her eyes were dull and she was looking straight in a certain direction with a smile on her face.

Wei Wuxian followed her gaze.In that direction is a dark mountain top, which is Dafan Mountain.

Suddenly, without any warning, the girl started dancing in front of him.

Wei Wuxian was watching this dance with wild movements, baring his teeth and claws, and was watching with great interest. A woman ran over with her skirt in hand, hugged her and cried, “A Yan, let’s go back, let’s go back!”

Ah Yan struggled to shake her off, but the smile on his face never faded. He continued to dance with a kind of creepy kindness, and the woman had no choice but to chase her all over the street, whimpering and crying as she ran.A salesman on the side said: “It’s evil, A Yan from Blacksmith Zheng’s house ran out again.”

“She is so pitiful. Ah Yan, Ah Yan’s husband, and her husband, none of them are good…”

Wei Wuxian wandered around, sorting out the strange things that happened here from the scattered words of people from all walks of life.

There is an ancient cemetery on Dafan Mountain. Most of the ancestral graves of the residents of Fojiao Town are here. Sometimes a hole is dug for the unknown corpse and a wooden sign is erected here.A few months ago, there was thunder and lightning and heavy rain and lightning one night.After heavy rains washed away one night, a landslide in Dafan Mountain collapsed, and it was the cemetery.Many old tombs were destroyed, and several coffins were unearthed. The lids of the coffins were blown off by a bolt of lightning, and the bodies and coffins were burned black.

The townspeople of Fojiao Town were very uneasy. They prayed for blessings and rebuilt the ancient tombs, thinking that the past could be settled.Who knows, since then, people who have lost their souls have appeared frequently in Fojiao Town.

The first one is a slacker.This man was a poor man and spent his days doing nothing, because he always liked to go up the mountains to catch birds for fun. He happened to be trapped in Dafan Mountain on the night of the landslide and was frightened half to death. Fortunately, he was safe.The strange thing is that just a few days after he came back, he suddenly married a daughter-in-law and got married with great fanfare, saying that from now on he would do good deeds and live a peaceful life.

On their wedding night, he was so drunk that he lay down on the bed and never got up.The bride called “hehe” but didn’t answer. After pushing, she found that the groom’s eyes were straight and his whole body was cold. Except that he could still breathe, he was no different from a dead person.After lying like this for several days without eating or drinking, he died peacefully.The poor bride became a widow just after she got married.

The second one is A Yan from Zheng Tiejiang’s family.The little girl had just made an engagement, but her future husband was killed by a jackal on the mountain while hunting the next day.After she learned about this, she also experienced the same situation as the previous lazy man.Fortunately, after some time, her apathy healed on its own.But from then on, the man also became crazy, smiling and dancing outside for people to see every day.

The third one is A Yan’s father, Zheng Tiejiang.Seven people have been killed so far.

Wei Wuxian thought about it, it was probably a soul-eating evil spirit, not a soul-eating beast.

Although there is one word difference between the two, they are completely different things.The evil spirits belong to the ghost category, while the beasts are monsters.According to he, it may be that a landslide collapsed the ancient tomb, and thunder split open the coffin, releasing the old evil spirit resting inside.Whether it is true or not, just let him take a look at what kind of coffin it is and whether there are any seal residues.But the townspeople of Fojiao Town must have buried the burnt coffin elsewhere and put the bones back into the soil, so there must not be many traces left.

To go up the mountain, you had to take the trail from the town. Wei Wuxian pedaled his donkey slowly up the slope.After walking for a while, several people headed down with gloomy expressions.

Some of the people in this group had wounds on their faces, and they were talking all over the place.It was dark, and they ran into a donkey rider with a hanged face. They were all startled, cursed, and hurried downhill while avoiding him.Wei Wuxian looked back and wondered, could it be that the prey pricked his hand and returned home in vain?After thinking for a moment, he patted the donkey’s butt and trotted up the mountain.

He just missed the following complaints from this group of people:

“I’ve never seen anyone so domineering!”

“Why does the head of such a big family come here to snatch a soul-eating evil from us? He must have killed countless soul-eating evil spirits when he was young!”

“Is there any way to make someone the sect leader? If you offend any family, you can’t offend the Jiang family, and if you offend anyone, you can’t offend Jiang Cheng. Pack your things and leave, and consider yourself unlucky!”