In the end, he didn't get his donkey back. After a fruitless conversation, Fang Xing admitted defeat.
He sat back down on the table, rubbing his brows as he said, "This young master really has to hand it to you guys. I've faced so many storms and waves, slaughtering even the most difficult opponents. But today, I've fallen in the hands of you bastards. Fine, fine, fine. I promise you, I'll help you get rid of those bandits who crossed the border, okay?"
"Uh … those horse bandits were running for their lives. Now that they've been killed by you, of course they wouldn't dare to come back …"
Hearing Fang Xing's words, Li Zheng was slightly startled and said with a wry smile.
"Eh? It's not about that? "
Fang Xing was stunned. He originally thought that the villagers hid his donkey and insisted on keeping him here because they were worried that the horse bandits would come back for revenge after he left. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be some other reason from Li Zheng's expression. Slightly curious, he lowered his head and looked at Li Zheng. "What's going on? Tell me clearly!"
"Yes … yes …"
Na Zheng cupped his hands in obeisance again and cried out with a long face, "Sir, I'm very grateful to you for saving our villagers from the sabers of the horse bandits. But if you leave, none of us will survive. Perhaps you don't know that these horse bandits usually disdain a poor place like ours. The reason why they came to rob the grains this time is actually to save up money and leave this area. Now, those who are capable have already escaped, even these horse bandits are preparing to flee for their lives …"
"Eh?"
Hearing his words, Fang Xing suddenly remembered that this area was desolate. He immediately frowned and asked, "Why?"
Li Zheng's expression became frightened. He subconsciously looked around and said in a low voice, "It's because of White Demon!"
"White Demon … What's that?"
Fang Xing was even more confused, but he was curious. He wished he could strangle Li Zheng's neck to get him to speak quickly.
Two months ago, it devoured a group of bandits who lived deep in the mountains. Three months ago, the Governor of Wild Goose City invited a Mage to deal with the White Demon, but they were all devoured by the White Demon. Just a few days ago, it devoured a group of passing merchants. Now, everyone in this area is in a state of panic. Some have escaped, some have died. No one dares to stay here and wait for death. It's a pity that the village is poor, and there are many old and young, so they can't escape even if they want to. Once they leave the village, it's easier for them to be targeted by the White Demon, so they can only stay and wait for death … "Li Zheng cleared his throat and began to narrate," The White Demon is a man-eating Fiendish Demon that came here half a year ago. No one has seen what he looks like. In short, when he appeared, a white demonic wind swept past and dozens of people disappeared without a trace. Not long after, there will be mountains of corpses in the forest, all of which were spat out by the Fiendish Demon after he had eaten them. Half a year ago, the Fiendish Demon ate Qingshui Village, which was thirty miles away from here. Two months ago, he devoured a group of bandits who lived deep in the mountains.
"A man-eating Fiendish Demon?"
When Fang Xing heard this, he fell into deep thought. His gaze was slightly cold.
After a while, he frowned slightly. "I'm just an ordinary person. You want me to kill that Fiendish Demon?"
His tone was rather unfriendly.
Half a year ago, Qingshui Village was completely devoured by the White Devil, while Scholartree Village, which is two or three miles away, was completely fine. It's said that it's because there's an old general who went to the battlefield living in seclusion in that village. His killing aura suppressed the White Devil, and three months ago, all the sorcerers who entered the mountain to kill the White Devil died. Only Butcher Li, who led the way, came back alive. It's also said that it's because he's killed pigs his whole life, so he has a strong killing aura. That's why the White Devil was suppressed and didn't take his life. Now, within a thousand miles, the news has spread. If we want peace, we need a person with a strong killing aura to hold down the fort, so we … "
"You think that I look cool when I kill people, so you want me to help you suppress the White Demon?"
Hearing this, Fang Xing already understood a little. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It seemed that his bloody battle with the horse bandits had left a deep impression on this group of people. Did they really think that he was an omnipotent expert? He really didn't know what this group of people was thinking by only using killing intent to suppress the White Demon!
For a moment, he didn't know how to explain to these people. If the White Demon was just an ordinary vengeful spirit, a person with a strong killing intent would naturally be able to suppress it. However, since the White Demon had the ability to suppress a hundred people in one breath, how could an ordinary vengeful spirit compare to it? Even if it was a ghost, it was a ghost with a high level of cultivation. For someone like Li Ying, the Crown Prince of the Southern Rein Ghost Kingdom, how could a butcher scare him? In his eyes, that butcher was probably just a scallion dipped in sauce …
He did not know how this killing intent came to shock the White Demon, but Fang Xing thought that it was definitely not true. Maybe it was even fake. However, thinking about how the villagers were so inexperienced, there were probably not many people who had left the village in their entire lives. They were probably scared by the White Demon, so they spread these words to comfort him. It could be considered a bit of comfort!
"It's useless to count on me. If you want to live, you'd better move away as soon as possible!"
"Chief, bad news, the White Demon has appeared again …"
Just as Fang Xing was thinking about how to explain to these people, he heard a shout and some villagers ran in in panic.
They were the villagers who had gone hunting in the afternoon. All of them were pale with fright and sweating profusely. "Just now … we saw the White Demon Wind from afar and were so scared that we hid in the cave and didn't dare to come out. Then … then the Demon Wind disappeared. When we ran back … we saw … we saw that the horse bandits had been sucked dry by the White Demon …"
A few of the villagers reported in panic, which almost made the villagers wet their pants in fear. For a moment, there was chaos. Those with children held their children in their arms, and those who hid in their houses closed the door with a bang. A burly man directly buried his head under the millstone. He was so scared that he couldn't pull himself out no matter what. The two words "White Devil" were really asking for death.
"There really is one … bring me to see it!"
Fang Xing's interest was piqued, and he urged them to bring him to see. Although the two villagers who had just escaped were determined not to leave the village again, when Fang Xing placed a knife on their necks, they still braced themselves and left the village.
When they were four or five miles away from the mountain village, they smelled blood in front of them. Fang Xing turned around the corner of the mountain and almost vomited. It was indeed an unsightly scene. The horse bandits were all dead. Not to mention the people, not even the horses survived. Most of their flesh and blood had been sucked dry. There were bloodstains on the surface of their bodies and their flesh was shriveled. However, there were still some left, attracting black flies to fly around the corpses. The stench rushed into the nostrils and made people want to vomit.
"He really practices evil magic …"
Using a leaf to block his nostrils, Fang Xing squatted on the ground and observed for a while. He finally understood a little.
"That White Devil … every time he attacks, he won't stop until he has less than a hundred lives … this time … this time …"
One of the villagers was already paralyzed on the ground, peeing in his pants.
"His cultivation doesn't seem that high. If I can get close and feed him a golden talisman, maybe …"
Fang Xing lowered his head and pondered, secretly pondering over the process.
In the small pagoda at his waist, there were a few talismans and magic treasures that did not require spiritual energy to activate. It was not very useful in a head-on fight, as the opponent could kill him with a flying sword. But if he could get close, he might have a chance.
"But … what does this have to do with me?"
Fang Xing pondered for a long time, but then he felt lazy. Why would Bai Wudi fight them with all his might?
Just as he was thinking of retreating, a villager beside him suddenly cried out, "Oh no, the White Devil has entered the village!"
Fang Xing felt a chill in his heart. He turned his head to look and saw a white whirlwind appear in the distant sky, sweeping towards him. The wind was filled with a mournful evil intent, and from afar, he could feel the strange Yin Qi that chilled his heart. The direction of the whirlwind was impressively towards the village where he was just now. Although he was three miles away, he could already faintly hear the howling and chaotic sounds coming from the village.
"Go!"
Fang Xing's brows furrowed tightly as he strode towards the village.
He was curious, but there was nothing he could do about it. He really wanted to see what White Devil was.
When he arrived at the village, he couldn't help but be shocked. The corpses of the bandits that he had killed earlier and piled up in the eastern corner of the village had more than half of their flesh and blood sucked dry. The people, ducks, and livestock in the village had disappeared completely, as if it had been washed. This really made Fang Xing suck in a breath of cold air. It was really a demonic wind that blew past, leaving not a single living thing behind!
But when he turned to look, there was no trace of the demonic wind. White Devil had clearly left.
"Great Immortal White, please have mercy, let my wife and child come back …"
"Great Immortal White, please have mercy, please have mercy …"
The villagers who ran back with Fang Xing were trembling in fear, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
"Damn it, come with me. Does anyone know where White Devil's nest is? Bring me there! "
Fang Xing was so angry that he kicked the villagers who were kowtowing on the ground.
"Hero … Hero … you … you should go to White Devil's nest to save them?"
The villagers grabbed onto Fang Xing's thigh as if they had found a life-saving straw and refused to let go.
"Save my ass. I'm going to ask that White Devil where he got the guts to scare away my donkey?"
Fang Xing indignantly pulled out his knife and drank two mouthfuls of wine. Then, he walked into the mountains with a murderous look on his face.
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