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Volume 4: The war rages for three thousand miles 80. Son of a half-demon

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    That Yama Temple is definitely not an ordinary temple, but was built in a special way.  They deceived the girl Yan Luo, but Yuan Yang saw it at a glance when he came here.  Yan Zhenzhen disappeared from the void.  She looked around and said: "Those people are gone? They were so noisy. It gave me a headache." Of course the dead souls don't have headaches. She had a headache and said that their chanting of curses hurt her soul.  .  The girl Yama is still sitting there, not awake, but she seems to be very unstable, with a struggling expression on her face.  Yuan Yang did not wake her up, because he knew that in order to wake her up, he must first destroy the Temple of the King of Hell.  In the darkness, there was a dog barking, and a voice said: "Those buzzing curses have disappeared, let's go over and have a look." A toad and a little black dog appeared in the darkness, looking around.  It seemed that he was very scared, but after seeing Yuan Yang, the little black dog immediately ran over wagging his tail, and the toad loudly said: "Those robbers actually dare to come when this judge is not at home.  Seize the throne of this judge. "Although this toad and the dog are not mortals, they don't know what happened. They just instinctively avoided harm and ran away from a distance.  Yuan Yang ignored them, turned around and stepped into the void to disappear, returning to the bar. After a while, Yan Zhenzhen also got out of an empty wine bottle.  "Where is the Temple of the King of Hell built?" Yuan Yang asked.  ¡°I don¡¯t know, I¡¯ve never been there.¡± Yan Zhenzhen said.  Yuan Yang pondered for a while and realized that if Yan Zhen had been there, he would definitely not be able to come back alive.  "You stay here, don't come with me, I'll look for you." Yuan Yang said.  When he left the Wufeng Bar, he saw a tree in the distance, and beside it squatted a young man with a flat head smoking.  Yuan Yang came to him directly.  That young man with a flat head was none other than the one who had been to the bar in Yuanyang before, but never came again.  When he saw Yuan Yang approaching, he immediately stood up.  He turned around and wanted to leave.  After he walked a few steps, he suddenly heard something in his ears.  "I want to ask something, is there a Temple of the King of Hell built near Yanjing City?" He turned around and saw the owner of Wufeng Bar asking the tree.  The boy with a flat head originally wanted to leave but stopped again.  After a while, an old voice sounded from the tree. The voice sounded weak.  "How did I know that I am already old and about to die, and I don't know anything about the things in Yanjing City." The voice was weak and sounded very weak. "Hmm." Yuan Yang made a sound as if he didn't believe it, but also seemed to believe it.  syllables.  The young man with a flat head scratched his head and wanted to walk away, but was reluctant to leave. He suddenly said: "It's not that he doesn't know, but he doesn't dare to say it." "Oh, don't you dare? Who dares to let this happen?  Even the thousand-year-old tree spirit dared not speak." Yuan Yang said.  "Thousand-year-old tree spirits also wither. The haze in the entire Yanjing City makes my spirit worse and worse, which also makes me no longer aware of what is happening inside and outside Yanjing City." The big tree said.  Yuan Yang listened, turned to ask the young man with a flat head, and said, "So you know?" "I don't dare to say, because he can kill us with just a lift of his finger." The young man with a flat head said.  "Then how dare you say it?" Yuan Yang asked.  "Unless you can call me into your ninth group." The flat-headed young man said.  "You know me." Yuan Yang asked.  "Of course, there are a few people in Yanjing who don't know the number one swordsman in Yanjing." said the flat-headed young man.  "I used to think that no one in Yanjing City recognized me, but now that you say it, it seems that everyone should know me." Yuan Yang said with a smile.  "Those who don't recognize you are either newcomers to Yanjing or are your enemies. Some people really don't know you, and some people pretend not to know you." said the flat-headed young man.  "What's your name?" Yuan Yang asked.  "Fu Qingping." The flat-headed young man said.  "You are now a member of the ninth group of the Foreign Spirit Management Department." Yuan Yang said.  The young man with a flat head was surprised.  "Is this it?" He felt that it was too simple and had no credibility at all.  It's like saying, great, you are now the emperor of the planet Earth.  "Then what do you think it should be?" Yuan Yang asked.  "You shouldn't go to some unit or department to take a picture, then sign a confidentiality contract, and then take an oath or something. That's it, right?" Fu Qingping said.  "Do it"What's the use of these?  Yuan Yang asked. Fu Qingping thought for a while and said, "Doing this will at least make me feel more solemn in my heart. If I feel at ease, I will feel more at ease when I do things."  " Many things, in the eyes of some people, are just empty words, but in the eyes of others, they are a solemn ceremony. " Whether it is the precepts and mantras of practitioners, or the ceremony between priests and priests when everyone in the world gets married.  Those words spoken by relatives and friends are a shackles on one's heart and a restraint on one's own soul. However, if you treat these as indifferent from the beginning, then what does it matter?  Yuan Yang was silent for a moment and said: "After tomorrow, I will report it to the ministry for review. If everything goes well, I will host an induction ceremony for you.  The flat-headed young man seemed to feel relieved and said, "You are a famous person. I believe what you said. The Temple of the King of Hell is not outside the city, but inside the city. "Where?" Yuan Yang asked.  "In the Office of the First Group, the Supernatural Management Department of the National Security Bureau." Yuan Yang was slightly startled. He thought about many places, but he just didn't think about these places.  "How do you know?" Yuan Yang asked.  "I am a half-demon, born from the union of a demon and a human. My ears can hear the entire Yanjing City." "I am born with supernatural powers, which is really extraordinary." Yuan Yang said, he himself does not have this ability now.  "Who is your father?" Yuan Yang asked again.  Fu Qingnian suddenly smiled and said: "Far away in the horizon, close in front of you." Yuan Yang was surprised again. Apart from Fu Qingnian, there was only this old ginkgo tree in front of him. According to what he said  If so, then his father is this old ginkgo tree.  "Is he your father?" Yuan Yang asked again with certainty.  "Yes, it's surprising. I have been born for so many years and have heard everything about the world, but I have never left Yanjing City and rarely left this street. I'm afraid that as soon as I leave, he will be chopped down.  Since I was born, his spirit has become worse and worse. He used to be able to listen to everything in the world, but now he can't hear anything. He has to come and talk to him every day. " Yuan Yang knows that this is because of this.  The old apricot tree made a human woman pregnant and passed on his essence to the child, so his own cultivation level dropped drastically.  It should have been possible to escape from the body, but now it is completely impossible.  "You kid, what are you talking about? So many people came to recruit you, but you didn't agree. Today you took the initiative to accept a master, and you revealed all your own skills. How did I teach you?"  There was a sound from the apricot tree, and in Yuan Yang's eyes, he could vaguely see an old face emerging on the bark of the old apricot tree. The young man just smiled and looked at Yuan Yang.  Yuan Yang has seen Fu Qiangman many times, not only that time when he came to make trouble in his bar, coming in and out, he could always see him wandering around his bar. At first, he thought he was unwilling to give in. What was wrong with him?  Thinking about it now, he was not wandering in front of his bar, but wandering near the old apricot tree. Yuan Yang looked at Fu Qiang's smile with a kind of expectation, as if he was looking forward to something.  "In this Yanjing city, I know a lot of things, I heard them, so many people have wanted to recruit me, but I have not agreed because they cannot meet my request, my only request." Fu Qingnian said, he  Looking at Yuan Yang: "I know you are very capable, because I didn't hear when you came to Yanjing City, and when you left, I couldn't hear how you left." "I can see him  Very weak." Yuan Yang said.  "Yes, over the years, I have deceived people to offer him incense, but it is not enough. He is getting weaker day by day. Maybe one day, when he wakes up, he will not be able to speak, and maybe some winter  After that, it will no longer be able to sprout and grow leaves, and then it will be cut down and a new sapling will be planted here." When Fu Qiang said the last words, his voice slowly became a little deeper, with a hint of sadness.  After hearing this, the old apricot tree sighed and said: "This is the current situation, and it is the same all over the world. You can live one day at a time. Don't do anything for me. I am just a tree. I can enlighten my soul, give birth to wisdom, and transform my life."  It is a great blessing to have a physical appearance, not to mention getting married and having children. There are few monsters in the world who can be like me. Look at those human beings. When they get old, even if they are rich and wealthy, they will die.  After so many millions of years of reincarnation, I have nothing to be sad about." Yuan Yang was in a daze beside him. Sometimes he felt that he had lived for a long time, and sometimes he felt that he had not really lived for that long.  What have you been doing in your life?  "Escape and hide, it seems that nothing that really determines the fate of the world has been done."  "I do have a way, butBut now is not the right time.  Yuan Yang said. "What can we do?"  Fu Qingping asked anxiously. "Feng Shen."  "Although Yuan Yang's voice was very weak, it was like thunder in Fu Qingping's ears. "Feng Shen, is this something that ordinary practitioners can do? Obviously not, for a while, he felt that Yuan Yang  There is a unique aura on Yang's body, which is very mysterious. In his eyes, it seems far away but actually close, as if he is in a fog. "How is this possible?  " "Aren't you doing this yourself?  It is not difficult to become a god, but the difficulty lies in whether this world needs a god. However, now I can draw a talisman on his body, which can lock his essence and prevent it from leaking. It should not take long, the time is coming.  .  "
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