I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Mei Qing held two things in her hands.

She looked at the fog in front of her.

The thick mist is pure and flawless.

There are almost no impurities!

I took a deep breath, and there was no unpleasant smell in my lungs.

It's as clean as a human being!

"Where exactly is it?" Mei Qing thought.

Unfortunately, the fog here is too thick.

and……

In this mist, Mei Qing's magic power and cultivation seemed to be locked up.

She couldn't move or use it.

It's like all the hard work in the past few years has been in vain.

"Is anyone there?" she asked.

The voice echoed in the fog.

No response.

It seems like this place is a deserted place.

but……

The ground that the feet stepped on was extremely solid and very flat.

It's like stepping on the marble hall of the royal palace!

So, there is someone here!

At least, there is something.

Mei Qing raised her feet and walked forward bravely.

The fog seemed endless, borderless, vast.

After walking for who knows how long, Mei Qing was already out of breath.

Deep in the fog ahead, an orange light appeared quietly.

"Lamp?" Mei Qing stopped. She looked at the lamp and hesitated.

because……

The appearance of that light was so strange!

In such a foggy place, visibility is limited to an inch.

Moreover, all spells and magical powers cannot be used.

But there was a lamp that suddenly appeared in it.

Although the light looked dim, it was extremely conspicuous in the fog.

what does that mean?

Mei Qing naturally knows.

That must be the lamp of the Lord of this place!

And what could the owner of such a strange misty land be?

Now, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky are in mourning.

Legend has it that someone once saw the Bagua furnace dumped by Taishang Laojun in the Flame Mountain.

Legend has it that someone in the South China Sea saw a demonic mist billowing in a purple bamboo forest.

Legend has it that someone once saw a big roc spreading its wings in the lion camel ridge!

so……

Do you need to think about who the owner of this place will be?

Mei Qing hesitated.

But the mist seemed to come alive at this moment.

The mist around him was billowing like a ghost.

In the distance, there was a terrifying and strange sound.

She vaguely seemed to see an unspeakable monster crawling from the depths of the mist.

She took a deep breath: "It seems that I have to go to where the light is!"

She knew that this mist really had an owner.

The master is urging her.

Come... or die!

She had no choice but to move forward.

Sure enough, as soon as she started moving forward, the mist became quiet again and peace returned.

Soon, she walked to the light.

The orange light shook the thick fog.

The fog became much thinner as a result.

She could even see what the lighted place looked like.

A strange red brick building.

The gray wall was covered with dust, and a plaque full of mottled traces of time was hung at the door.

Both sides of the door are decorated with some kind of colorless glass.

A figure stood at the door.

Beside the human figure, a small cat shadow followed him shadowily.

Mei Qing swallowed and mustered up the courage to step forward.

She looked at the mottled plaque.

"Qiyuan Bookstore?"

Those are a few seemingly simplified words.

Mei Qing asked cautiously: "Your Majesty..."

The figure at the door walked into the light.

After just one glance, Mei Qing's hands and feet became cold and her whole body was shaken.

Because the man was wearing a head that was almost made of mist.

In the rolling thick fog, there seemed to be two points of fire in the eye sockets, slowly swaying.

And its lower body is even weirder.

Wearing unheard of clothes, looking clean and weird.

Beside him, a small black cat followed closely.

Meow!

The black cat meows softly, making people's scalp numb and uneasy.

God!

A god cultivated by a cat demon!

Moreover, he is the righteous god who enjoys the incense sacrifice of a country and the worship of the people!

Because behind the cat, a weird building was reflected.

Endless prayers for living people overflowed from it.

As we all know, now because of the evil scriptures and chaos in the Dharma, both gods and Buddhas have lost their lives.

Legend has it that even Xitianling Mountain was invaded by evil spirits.

The Tathagata's golden body was also shattered.

In the underworld, there is no more Yama, ghosts are dancing wildly, and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's body was trampled in the River Styx by his former mount, Tingting.

If hell is not empty, a Bodhisattva who vows not to become a Buddha will never be able to fulfill his vow to become a Buddha.

Because He Himself also became a part of this hell.

So, how did this righteous god who was cultivated by the cat demon escape that catastrophe?

Mei Qing doesn't know.

But she knew that she had encountered something unknown that no one had ever encountered before.

"Guest..." The monster's voice came to my ears. It was unexpectedly very easy-going, even friendly.

"Are you lost in this foggy day?" He asked.

The fire in his eyes slowly lit up.

Like a golden crow, it spreads its wings and soars, rolling in the head of the thick fog.

The alarm bells in Mei Qing’s heart are ringing!

She quickly looked at the plaque at the door, and immediately said against her will: "Your Excellency, I am here to buy books!"

As she spoke, she nodded and showed her whisk.

…………………………

Lingpingan looked at the little Taoist nun in front of him who claimed to be a "poor Taoist" in confusion.

She's about eighteen or nineteen? Maybe twenty?

Anyway, very young.

only……

Where is the Taoist robe?

Where is the mitre?

Just take a whisk and call yourself a poor Taoist?

Is Taoism’s admissions policy so relaxed now?

After thinking about it, Lingpingan had to admit that the current Taoist recruitment system is so loose.

Commandments?

study?

nonexistent!

As long as you are willing, you can get the Taoist books of the Zhengyi sect and the Quanzhen sect by spending some money.

This was also forced by the great monks!

Nowadays, as long as the great monks enter the gate of their temple, the people who burn incense are all laymen.

Moreover, various well-known temples have also started to become corporate.

The monks clock in at work and receive five insurances and one housing fund, as well as year-end bonuses and stocks.

Some great monks have big gold chains, big watches, sports cars and nightclubs, but they are still enlightened monks!

The Taoist priests had no choice but to follow up.

Otherwise, the leeks will be cut off by the monks!

Thinking of these, Lingpingan felt relieved.

Everyone who comes is a guest, no matter if she is a bald donkey from the west or a poor person from the east?

The Constitution of the Federal Empire says: religious equality and freedom of belief!

So, he smiled and said: "Please come in quickly..." He thought for a while and couldn't figure out how to address a female Taoist priest, so he simply said: "This Taoist Priest!"

…………

Mei Qing listened to the monster in front of her.

She quickly nodded, and then followed it cautiously into the 'bookstore'.

Just as Mei Qing imagined.

This place is indeed extremely terrifying!

As soon as she made progress, she felt endless pressure coming towards her.

She was so pressed that she couldn't straighten up or lift her head.

I can only bow my head and follow every step.

Fortunately, this pressure seems to only want to give her a blow.

So in a flash, she became relaxed again.

But when the body became relaxed, the spirit became heavy again.

"What on earth is this place?" Mei Qing thought in her mind, her eyes carefully observing this place.

The floor is wooden.

But very weird.

From Mei Qing's perspective, there seemed to be something slowly crawling under the floors.

This reminded her of the legend that magical turtles roamed the overseas fairy mountains all over the world.

On the walls on both sides, a pair of terrifying and strange murals were carved.

Mei Qing only glanced at it and immediately lowered her head, not daring to look again.

because……

The things in those murals...are alive!

"Taoist Master, please sit down!" The monster's voice sounded again in his ears.

Mei Qing followed its instructions and sat down on a strange bench.

The chair seemed to be made of an unknown leather and was very soft and comfortable to sit on.

It was as if he was sitting on a living monster.

"I heard..." Mei Qing thought: "Some powerful monks like to peel off the skin of their enemies and cover it on utensils..."

"As a result, the instrument gained spirituality and became like a living creature!"

This is a very common thing nowadays.

The great monks use humans, demons, and ghosts as raw materials to make all kinds of incredible things.

Human skin lanterns, demon skin war drums, ghost skin talismans...

However, this is already a very kind monk.

Hundreds or even thousands of years ago, the immortals, Buddhas and demons in the five major states were killing people and devouring the people of the country at every turn.

The hearts of thousands or even tens of thousands of boys and girls were used as medicine.

These are very common things.

But it happened that at that time, the sky was full of gods and Buddhas.

Not only did the demons and gods who did such a thing not receive punishment.

Instead, he was protected by the mighty power.

On the contrary, those who do good deeds and keep justice will be beaten to the mountain gate and killed for just a small mistake!

Skin cramps are just childish.

It is common for the whole house to have no chickens or dogs left, and souls to be scattered.

Thinking of this, Mei Qing sighed slightly.

"Golden belt for murder and arson... No corpses for building bridges and paving roads..." She sighed as she read the words her master muttered every day.

At this time, a cup of steaming hot tea was handed to him.

In my ears, the monster's voice rang: "Taoist Master, would you like to buy some Taoist classics and go back to study?"

Mei Qing raised her head and saw the tea in front of her.

The golden tea liquid was boiling.

It's like the fairy tea at the Queen Mother's peach banquet in the legend, and it's like the Buddhist tea picked by the Bodhisattvas in Lingshan Mountain.

Those two points of flowing fire were slowly rotating.

Like two fire-flowing yin-yang fish.

Orange light shone from the top of his head and fell on this person.

It made its entire body seem illusory.

Mei Qing swallowed and nodded.

The monster sat across from him and crossed his legs.

The cat demon next to it jumped on it.

"So, what does the Taoist Master want?" it asked, the fire in its eyes shining brightly.

Mei Qing frowned.

She felt that the monster in front of her was not unknown.

On the contrary...

She looked at the righteous god cultivated by the cat demon, lying on the monster like a real pet.

So, she mustered up her courage and boldly asked, "Your Majesty, do you have a Taoist secret book here that can kill demons?"

Unexpectedly, the person on the other side made a sound and laughed.

I saw it standing up, condescendingly asking itself.

"Taoist Priest...want to slay demons?"

Mei Qing nodded.

Who wouldn't?

Demons and demons roam the night, and the whole land is filled with unknown evil, and the world is in ruins.

The five major states are already in chaos.

The living people are like ants, and the common people are like pigeons!

only……

She also understood that it was impossible to purge the world.

Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky are all dead!

Today is an era of demons and unknowns.

Legend has it that even the Eastern Land, the once beautiful world, is now being ravaged by demons.

The big demon named An Lushan leads the beasts to eat people.

The prosperous city of Chang'an has been burned to the ground!

Therefore, all she asked for was the ability to protect herself and her master and survive in such a troubled and desperate world.

…………………………

Lingpingan looked at the little girl in front of him who called himself "pindao" and was wearing what seemed to be retro attire.

Ask yourself very seriously if there is a Taoist secret code for ‘killing demons and eliminating demons’?

He immediately became happy.

It can only be said that this federal empire is really too full.

Fried chicken costs one dollar, and you can buy a set meal for five dollars.

There are also food banks and low-rent housing systems in every city.

These ensured that no citizen of the Empire, no matter what, would not end up living on the streets, freezing or starving.

If you have some skills and work as a blue-collar worker in a factory, you can at least work alone, support a wife and two dogs, and save hundreds of thousands of stocks in twenty years.

Therefore, in today's society, many people are sick when they are idle.

All kinds of weird hobbies and interests appear.

In the Southern Zhou Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty, "retro war" has become popular recently.

A group of idle ranchers and farmers' children and workers organized themselves during the slack period and purchased a large number of equipment from the Hundred Years' War.

It began to simulate classic battles from the Hundred Years War.

Last month, the Northern Zhou Dynasty even organized a 30,000-person drill for the Battle of Xin'anfu.

A several-hour documentary was also filmed and uploaded online.

Don't tell me, these people are doing decent things.

The organization, deployment, and march were all exactly the same as the historical Battle of Xin'anfu.

Don't have too much fun queuing up to shoot!

In the mainland, Lingpingan also heard that feudal superstition is now very poisonous.

The Internet and financial circles were almost completely wiped out.

Almost all the headquarters of major Internet companies are on the seventh floor.

Why?

Because I’m so nervous!

There are even legends on the Internet that nowadays, within Internet companies, the most popular person is the King of Growth, one of the four great kings of Buddhism.

Within a well-known large factory, several masters are hired with higher salaries.

do what?

Calculation of horoscopes for promoted employees to see if they conflict with the horoscopes of bosses and directors!

If there is a conflict, the employee will have to change his name, otherwise the promotion will be lost!

Legend has it that a certain boss once did not believe in evil.

When starting a business, you must build a ninth-floor headquarters...

Then the big boss went bankrupt and lost money, so he went to live broadcast to bring goods to pay off his debts...

He has also become the industry's dark lantern, the legendary king of losses. He is hated by everyone and no one dares to discuss projects with him!

Thinking of this, Lingpingan gave up on trying to persuade this little girl to believe in science.

after all……

Even those Internet elites with Ph.D. and professor degrees, and innovative talents who play with big data and computers are all superstitious.

How could he, with just a few words, make a young man who was addicted to feudal superstition and seriously believed that there were demons in this world suddenly believe in science?

That's impossible!

Just like other people have no choice but to make him believe in ghosts and gods.

and……

There seems to be nothing wrong with a little girl who is a bit superstitious about Taoism?

This is her freedom!

Lingpingan has always felt that religion and diet are actually the same.

Some people like to eat coriander, while others hate it when they see it and run away holding their noses.

Are they wrong?

No!

Coriander is even more correct.

A qualified materialist must learn to look at problems objectively and dialectically.

Then choose the most effective and feasible way to solve the problem.

With this mentality, Lingpingan laughed: "Guest, I don't have any Taoist secrets here that can kill demons..."

"Of course, if you need it..."

"I can recommend to you several Taoist scriptures on self-cultivation, tranquility and inaction..."

"Of course..." His eyes narrowed: "If you really want to see the magical effects of Taoist secret scriptures... I can also recommend to you a few... um... about the counterattack of young immortal cultivators..." He tried hard After thinking about it, I finally came up with a word that the other party might accept: "Classic!"

Look!

The ancient novels Fengshen Yanyi, Sou Shen Ji and Journey to the West are classics.

Why can’t today’s online fairy tale novels be classics?

As a young online article author, if given the opportunity, he would still be willing to contribute a small amount to the development of online articles.