“Demons, demons…”

Meanwhile, in Shima Town, with gongs and drums, painted faces and plastered skins, a group of demons appeared. In an instant, they unleashed various methods, crushing the evil ghost generals that had charged into Shima Town. The Second Young Master Meng was clearly dumbfounded.

The things he had summoned, using his own blood as a medium, clearly possessed magical power and had driven those eight cave ghosts. But this kind of art, which was supposed to be irresistible to ordinary people, had failed without even making a splash?

As the parade drums echoed in the town and all sorts of evil ghosts scattered, he suddenly woke up. For a moment, his expression was stifled, and his eyes were bloodshot.

In truth, he was just bewildered.

How could there be so many Bu Shi Niu (lit. non-ox eating) demons in this town?

They had clearly blocked the roads, and even a message couldn't be sent out. How did they get the news?

As for how these demons entered the town, he had nothing to say. He had seen so many people going into the town earlier, and even the Iron Steed Grand Warden wondered if they should be dispersed. It was he who decided to let these people in.

After all, the more people there were in Shima Town, the better it was for what he wanted to create. He never expected to give these demons an opportunity.

“What to do now?”

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he felt more anger or panic in his heart.

"I brought the Caotou Ba Shuaishen (lit. Straw Head Eight Decay Gods) here, and I volunteered for this task. But now, even if the Yin General's unexpected treasure is lost, it's lost. No one will question me about it when I go back. But now, even the Caotou Ba Shuaishen have been destroyed…"

"How am I going to explain this to my elder brother? How am I going to explain this to the ancestors? Could it be, could it be that I'm really having a run of bad luck…"

Thinking about it, he inexplicably thought of the previous night when he bowed to the person who refined the Yin General.

He wanted to destroy the other party with that bow, but the other party accepted it…

…Could it be that it was because of that bow that his fate was suppressed by the demons in the town, and that's why he started to have a series of misfortunes?

…Could it be that the national teacher's disciple was secretly calculating his fate?

He couldn't help but suspect that something was wrong with him. Because he suddenly became unlucky, and everything was unfavorable and not going smoothly. Either he was too stupid, or he was secretly hit by a spell, and something was affecting him.

"Hoo…"

While the Second Young Master Meng was gaping, his face turning ashen and becoming suspicious, the Iron Steed Grand Warden beside him let out a low sigh and said, "Second Young Master Meng, there's no need to be so flustered."

"Since that group of demons has all appeared, it's normal to suffer a few losses in their hands without knowing the situation."

"It's me who underestimated the ability of the Zhou family's master to assess the situation. I originally thought this trip was a waste. A mere Yi Qian (lit. One Coin) Sect is not worth my effort. But now, it seems I'll have a profit after all…"

He slowly exhaled and looked in the direction of Shima Town. Even from twenty miles away, he could almost hear the chattering, laughing, and strange sounds. Even the sky above the town was filled with the demonic Qi of the Bu Shi Niu demons, like a turbulent and bizarre bandit's den.

"The Bu Shi Niu demons are gathered here, and it even seems like they're here for a certain demon. If we can eliminate them all together, it would be a great achievement, even among the Ten Surnames!"

"..."

With this thought in mind, he focused his gaze forward. He saw that the incense stick he had lit for timing was only a fingernail's width away from burning out. He slowly exhaled and slowly stood up.

This breath blew on the incense stick, causing it to suddenly brighten and burn out in an instant. Even the bit of ash accumulated on top of it dissipated into the night sky.

"The time has come."

He slowly got up, his iron armor rattling. His small figure vaguely exuded a bit of stalwartness.

He suddenly shouted, "Bring me my weapons! Fetch my tiger-skin mangy horse!"

This shout made even the Second Young Master Meng tremble slightly and turn to look at him. He saw that the Iron Steed Grand Warden was now filled with a terrifying and dreadful ferocity.

He was short. If the Second Young Master Meng stood straight next to him, the Iron Steed Grand Warden would probably only reach his abdomen. It looked rather comical, but the other party's aura made him feel taller than the Second Young Master Meng.

"Bring the Lord's saber…"

"Fetch the Lord's horse…"

As the Iron Steed Grand Warden shouted sternly, a little ghost immediately shouted, straining its voice.

"Heave-ho, heave-ho…"

Immediately, seven or eight dark, muddled little ghosts carried the dark, heavy saber with difficulty, chanting a work song.

On the other side, a group of little ghosts surrounded a sedan chair. Inside the sedan chair was something that looked like a tiger skin, except that the patterns were mottled, and it looked like a tiger skin, but it seemed to have been sewn into the shape of a horse skin.

"Swish!"

The Iron Steed Grand Warden reached out and lifted the incredibly heavy saber horizontally. But because he was short, he could only hold the saber horizontally or carry it on his shoulder. He couldn't hold it vertically, or he wouldn't be able to manage it.

But at the same time that he grabbed the saber, the little ghosts beside him had already propped up the tiger skin. One by one, the little ghosts crawled under the tiger skin, gradually filling it out.

In the blink of an eye, the tiger skin was propped up, lifelike, and it was a horse. However, instead of hooves, there were more than a dozen dark, muddled little legs under its belly, moving back and forth non-stop, inching closer to the Iron Steed Grand Warden and nudging him with its head.

"Transmit my order!"

The Iron Steed Grand Warden straddled the horse, and he, along with the horse, exuded a sinister and dreadful aura. He pointed his saber downwards and shouted sternly, "The four guardians, charge into the bandit's den and disperse the people!"

"The Yi Qian Sect leader, Dharma King, and guests in the sect shall all be captured. Those who do not surrender upon sight shall be executed immediately!"

"The Bu Shi Niu demons, only kill, do not capture. Leave not a single one alive!"

"..."

As he shouted sternly, the little ghosts surrounding him also howled and transmitted his words.

As the Grand Warden of Shou Sui Sect (lit. Year-Keeping Sect), the Iron Steed had eight little grand wardens under his command, and the eight little grand wardens had several executives and runners under their command. This time, he directly brought half of the little grand wardens under his command.

The little grand wardens were usually stationed in various places, protecting the rules, and could not leave their posts without permission. This time, they followed the grand warden, originally thinking of crushing everything and directly resolving the people in this town. But they didn't expect to be delayed for three days, and now they were already full of impatience.

Now that they finally heard the order, they immediately mounted their horses and let out a sharp whistle in response.

"Go!"

The Iron Steed Grand Warden slashed his saber in the air, and the dozen or so black legs under his mount immediately moved, running quickly.

The heavy aura shook the surroundings, stirring up gusts of wind that blew the trees and vines in the forest, causing them to fly and break. The entire hillside was trembling.

The crisscrossing branches and the tangled vines on the ground seemed to have their own lives and shrunk to both sides as he advanced.

...

...

"They're coming!"

At the same time, Hu Ma suddenly sensed something and looked around.

Shou Sui practitioners were not the best at sensing things. He hadn't learned Mr. Sun's ability to listen, but when the Iron Steed Grand Warden set off, he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart. It was the feeling of a person in the forest sensing a tiger approaching.

A kind of instinctive, heavy, and terrifying perception of danger.

"There's no need to argue anymore…"

He was also on horseback now, but he suddenly said to the clamoring Bu Shi Niu disciples in front of him, "I'm just here to learn skills. I'm not greedy for your Bu Shi Niu things."

"Before learning these skills, I asked clearly. No one told me that learning these skills would definitely make me a member of your Bu Shi Niu. So, you can do whatever you want. I won't ask too much."

"But now, a strong enemy is coming. If you weren't here, I would have left for the sake of the people."

"But you're here. It wouldn't be good for me to do it for you, would it?"

"..."

These words immediately quieted the surroundings a bit. Then, in the faces of the Bu Shi Niu disciples, who were looking at each other, someone suddenly laughed and said, "Our sect leader is scared…"

"He's trying to provoke us…"

Another person followed up with a laugh and said, "If you see through it, don't say it. It's reasonable to be scared. We can't just say that our sect leader is timid. After all, he hasn't even grown all his fur yet, and he's only just learned the Great Might Heavenly Duke General Seal. How much ability can he have?"

"If you bring a dog over, the sect leader might not even be able to beat it…"

"Haha, there's no need to say such harsh words. We just tested the sect leader. He's as petty as his master was back then, so he specially came over to test our abilities…"

"Brothers, let's go and show the sect leader our abilities…"

"..."

"..."

Amidst the strange laughter, even Hu Ma's face couldn't help but tense up. What kind of lunatics were in the Bu Shi Niu?

But despite his dissatisfaction, along with the strange laughter, someone suddenly howled repeatedly, and the demons gathered at the entrance of the town all picked up their weapons.

Some used the masks they had put on their faces to cover their faces, some jumped onto trees, and some strode forward. They looked like a group of monkeys that had been put into the forest, howling and welcoming the outside.

"Continue!"

At the same time, in the main hall of the Shima Town headquarters, the hunched old man also nodded and said to the Miao Shan Fairy, "The Lantern Fire Blessing Ceremony will continue. No one will disturb it again…"

"Someone has cut off the people's blessings, so we will help them make up for it."

"Our Bu Shi Niu disciples have been driven away, killed, and wanted for the past twenty years. We've fought demons, officials, and the Ten Surnames. We've guarded it painstakingly for twenty years, and finally, we've waited for the sect leader to return. It's time to stir up this great trend of fighting for destiny."

"This great trend will start from Shima Town!"

(End of this chapter)