Heading northwest, Zhu Minglang found the place where the demonic light had disappeared.
This was a farming city. He could see the beautiful terraced fields. They were like jade-colored mirror lakes, neatly stacked between the hills.
This was probably the main place to transport food to Xuan Ge God Capital.
Zhu Minglang walked between the fields and saw many people working hard. Their figures were scattered in the fields and ponds. Occasionally, he could see an old man carrying fertilizer. He walked on the fields and hummed as he walked.
A strong smell drifted over.
Zhu Minglang glanced at the fat old man walking towards him.
That unpleasant voice made Zhu Minglang admire the old man's self-confidence as if no one else was around.
"Old Brother, your singing is not bad," Zhu Minglang said against his will.
"Of course, I've been practicing for more than ten years. Little Brother, you are a citizen of God. Are you here to patrol?" the old man with the unpleasant voice asked.
Ten years of foundation, to be able to sing like this, if not for the extremely simple farmer's aura on his body, Zhu Minglang would have thought that he was possessed by a mysterious ancient demon and captured him. That ghostly wailing and howling... oh, perhaps it could scare the mysterious ancient demon away.
"I won't hide it from you. I'm actually here to catch a demon," Zhu Minglang said.
The old man naturally saw that Zhu Minglang was dressed differently, so he asked this. He put down the fertilizer he was carrying and carefully came over to ask, "Can there be a demon in this field??"
"Yes, I saw it disappear into the field. It could have taken the form of a human, or it could have hidden in the shade of the field. Perhaps it was very hungry and wanted to wait until the sky turned dark to see which family had not returned early, so it dragged them away to eat." Zhu Minglang said.
"That's not good. I'll quickly tell everyone." The old man believed Zhu Minglang's words.
The old man immediately ran into the fields and told them one by one.
However, the farmers did not all believe him.
The main reason was that Xuan Ge God Capital had been peaceful for too long. Although they were in a relatively remote suburb of the God Capital, they had never seen any demons.
A man of unknown origin said there was a demon. Perhaps he was lying to them, trying to cheat them of their hard-earned farming money.
There were quite a few scammers like this.
They would tell some small towns and villages that there was a demon. Then, they would deliberately use the weather and strange phenomena to say something. In reality, there was nothing. They were just scammers. They were not stupid farmers in the countryside, but farmers in Xuan Ge God Capital. They had a lot of knowledge and were not so easy to fool!
…
"What do we do? They don't believe us.
"We can only keep watch. Let's wait till night," Zhu Minglang said to the old man.
"I'll go with you. I'm familiar with this place," the old man said.
. "" Demons might turn into humans. "
"In this area, I know every family's child, every family's wife …" The old man seemed to feel that this sentence was inappropriate. He smiled foolishly and said, "What I mean is, there is no one I don't know. Even if demons turn into humans, they can't completely imitate humans. If there is anything strange, I'll immediately tell you!"
"Okay. It's been a long time since I've seen such a warm-hearted citizen." Zhu Minglang said.
"The reason I know them is because I'm worried something will happen to them. How can I not be wary of demons!"
…
In the evening, there were still many farmers working.
Zhu Minglang was a bit puzzled. The overall standard of living in Xuan Ge God Capital was very high. The farmers worked hard, but it was not so hard that they had to work until so late.
Although Xuan Ge God Capital was protected by the divine light, there were still dark corners that the divine light could not completely disperse. It was almost night, but there were still so many people staying in the fields. In any case, they should have returned to the city.
"It's raining heavily. They want to cultivate more land and plant more rice. After working hard for half a month, they can earn nearly half a year's worth of money. So they have been waking up early and working late." The old man said.
They worked with lanterns, and they were even draped in cloaks under the rain. It was as if as long as they did well in this rainy season, they could become rich.
Zhu Minglang had a headache.
This would indeed give the demons an opportunity to take advantage of.
Alas, it was normal for them to want to earn more money. If an existence like the mysterious ancient demon wanted to harm people, even a small city wall might not be able to stop it.
…
Zhu Minglang kept staring at the surroundings. He did not see the demonic light appear again.
Zhu Minglang suspected that the mysterious ancient demon had most likely turned into human form.
He used that person's skin to hide his own demonic aura.
So Zhu Minglang let the old man chat with them one by one. He picked out a few that were obviously different from usual and then investigated them one by one.
At night, the farmers finally returned to their homes.
Zhu Minglang and the old man went to the first suspect.
It was a farmer woman. She usually boiled tea for everyone in the fields. Everyone would give her tea money every day. She made a living by cooking tea.
"Aunt Li, how's the tea selling today?" The old man arrived at the courtyard and asked as if they were close friends.
"It's not enough. I didn't prepare so much clean water, so I mixed some rainwater with tea leaves and brewed a few … Aiya, why didn't you tell me when someone came!" Aunt Li's eyesight was not good. Only now did she see Zhu Minglang behind the old man.
Zhu Minglang was also speechless.
What a poisonous woman. Using green rain water to brew tea. Wasn't she afraid of drinking problems?
"Her behavior …"
"She's done this before. It's Aunt Li herself," the old man said with a dry laugh.
"…" Zhu Minglang was too lazy to ask any more questions.
When a demonic spirit transformed into a human, some of them transformed into their own appearance. Some of them occupied the body and leaned over it.
The former was actually very rare because there were not many that could completely transform into a human.
The latter was more common. Those who were possessed, possessed, or possessed would all show symptoms different from ordinary people. After all, a demonic spirit could not completely imitate a human's words and actions. No matter how careful they were, they would reveal flaws in the process of talking to people.
This farmer woman was just a little black-hearted. She was not possessed by a demonic spirit.
Just as he was about to leave, Zhu Minglang suddenly remembered something.
He turned around and asked the farmer woman who was brewing tea, "Auntie, is the tea you brew often not enough to sell?"
"Isn't it the rainy season recently? Everyone works late, so the quantity is hard to calculate. But today, we sold more than half a pot of tea," the farmer woman said.
The farmer woman set up a tea shed in the field. When the farmers in the nearby fields were tired or thirsty, they would come here to drink a bowl of tea and rest.
"How many people did you drink?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"At least thirty people," the farmer woman said.
"Then who is it that drank a lot today?" Zhu Minglang asked.
Everyone drank a fixed amount of water every day. No matter how thirsty they were or how hard they worked, they could not drink more than an approximate amount.
From the amount of tea the farmer woman sold today, it was clear that there was a problem.
Someone was very thirsty!
Generally, people who were possessed or possessed would either not eat anything or show a terrible phenomenon of overeating.
"It's his younger brother, Ge Cheng. He's like a big water buffalo. Every hour, he comes to drink a few big bowls …" the farmer woman said as she pointed at Old Ge.
Old Ge's face changed when he heard that.
He hurriedly grabbed Zhu Minglang's hand and pleaded, "Little brother, you have to save my younger brother. He is an honest person and has never done anything that offends the heavens or reason. Why did that evil spirit find him!"
"Let's go to his house," Zhu Minglang said.
…
Old Ge and his younger brother, Ge Cheng, had split up a long time ago. Their relationship was a little stiff.
When Zhu Minglang and Old Ge arrived at Ge Cheng's house, they found that Ge Cheng was a bachelor in his forties. His house was bare, but he had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry.
There was no yard, only a straw hut.
Farm tools stained with mud were placed casually in the house. After this bachelor finished his work in the fields, he did not even bother to change his clothes. He just lay on the bed, wet and dirty.
Zhu Minglang asked Old Ge to wait outside the door while he went in to take a look.
After pushing the door open and entering, Zhu Minglang saw Ge Cheng lying there with his whole body wet. His body seemed to be steamed and was emitting white steam.
For an ordinary farmer, this was a typical case of being possessed.
Moreover, there was a big water tank next to him.
The water in the tank was all drunk.
The wine in the wine jar was also empty.
Ge Cheng did not know how much water he had drunk, but it was never enough. His whole body was extremely wet, but he looked dehydrated.
However, the green rain did not seem to be able to quench his thirst. Otherwise, Ge Cheng would have opened his mouth in the rain and greedily drank the rain.
Zhu Minglang approached Ge Cheng.
He found that Ge Cheng was only possessed. There were no signs of being possessed by a mysterious ancient demon.
Zhu Minglang tried to use his divine glory to dispel Ge Cheng's evil spirit, but he found that his glory as the Fu Chen God could not dispel this evil curse.
"This kind of curse, generally, can only be solved by finding the main body." Mr. Koi floated out and said to Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang nodded. Although the other party's situation was very bad, Zhu Minglang still had to ask Ge Cheng what he did today, what he came into contact with, and whether he saw anything strange.
"Water, I want to drink water, give me water!" Ge Cheng was in a high fever and was in a daze.
"I'm here to help you. You don't want to be in so much pain. Tell me, who did you meet today and what did it do to you?" Zhu Minglang continued to question.
"My brother … my brother said that I was haunted by an unlucky ghost. This is also the reason why I can't find a wife. He heard from an expert that the green rain can get rid of bad luck. He let me drink a big bowl of rainwater … this way, I can find a wife. "Ge Cheng blurted out these words in a daze.
When Zhu Minglang heard this, he immediately turned his head to look at Old Man Ge, who was hiding outside the door.
As a result, Zhu Minglang saw Old Man Ge's strange smile through the crack of the door. Then, he slowly closed the door with both hands.
The moment the door closed, the thatched hut was suddenly filled with an evil aura. Zhu Minglang only felt that the sky and earth were spinning. There was a powerful suppressive force that trapped him in place. He could not move, nor could he use any divine power. Even the spirit domain seemed to be isolated, making Zhu Minglang unable to summon any dragons.
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