I’ll Quit Being a God

She was a little surprised.

"Are you looking for me?" Lian Shanjing asked.

Under the starry sky, what appeared in front of Lian Shanjing was an ugly little monster with half a body of black purple and rotting flesh.

The flesh and blood all over this little monster was rotting, exuding a strong stench.

On the way it came, there was even stench of blood left on the ground.

The strange smell drifting along the night wind made even practitioners frown.

Because the disgusting smell contained an extremely vicious evil spirit. To Shinto monks, this vicious evil spirit is as disgusting as rotten stinky water.

In the pool of blood, the original appearance of the little monster could no longer be seen. It can only be speculated that its stature is not tall and its frame is small, almost like a child.

When Lian Shanjing arrived, the little monster curled up on the ground could no longer even roar and scream. It could only breathe hard and had already entered a desperate situation.

In fact, the moment she saw this little monster, even Shan Jing couldn't help but be surprised... This monster was not dead after being so seriously injured?

He actually managed to hold on to his last breath and crawled here to find her... What kind of persistent belief is this.

Seeing that her words were not answered, Lian Shanjing emphasized her tone again: "I am Lian Shanjing, the leader of the Huotong Kingdom. If you have anything to say, feel free to tell me."

This time, the ugly figure curled up on the ground finally heard it.

It raised its half-rotten head with difficulty, and its distorted dark eye sockets faced the red-haired woman in front of it. Even though its eyes were gone, it still seemed to see Lian Shanjing's figure.

The little monster let out a long sigh of relief - just at this moment, Lian Shanjing felt that the fire of life in the little monster in front of her was trembling and almost extinguished.

She frowned and shouted in a low voice: "You still have something to say, and you will die before you finish speaking!"

Lian Shanjing's low drink contained some soul-stirring power.

The little monster with the fire of life shaking violently was startled, and then remembered.

"Yes...I...I still have something to say..."

In the stinking blood, the little monster hoarsely said: "I...I'm just telling you...this is a huge secret...only you can know..."

After the little monster finished speaking, Lian Shanjing waved her hand and summoned a fire storm without caring about the reactions of the wizards around her.

The blazing flames burned around her and the little monster, turning into a huge flame formation to cover the two of them.

The firelight reflected Lian Shanjing's face, and she said calmly: "I have set up a formation, and the conversation here is only for you and me, and no one else can hear it. Just say what you have to say, no one can listen except me. arrive."

Lian Shanjing's words made the little monster let out a long sigh of relief. Then it raised its head with difficulty and said to Lian Shanjing.

"I...I am the twenty-eight gods under the Emperor's command. I am the Emperor's Secretary Ye Yuye, and I have been ordered to suppress Ahe Tuluoshu."

"You... since you are the leader of the Huotong Kingdom and the envoy of the Suzaku God, you should tell the Fire God Suzaku what happened to me."

"An evil demon of unknown origin has now come to Huotong Kingdom and is targeting Hetu Luoshu."

"It...it has a thing called the Soul Locking Chain, which is extremely vicious. All sixteen of my brothers and sisters have fallen into its hands. Even the secret technique of resurrection given by the Emperor cannot work..."

In the pool of blood, the stinky little monster roared with difficulty.

With every word it spoke, the decay of its body became more severe.

It has exhausted all its energy in escaping all the way here, relying solely on the breath held in its heart to get here.

Now that it has vented its breath, every time it speaks a word, the rot on its body becomes worse, and the stench becomes even more intolerable.

But in the fierce flames, Lian Shanjing looked solemn and did not interrupt her last words.

Even when she heard this little monster calling himself Erba Kamito, she was not surprised at all... Can these monsters really be resurrected after being killed once?

But now he has obviously encountered a more vicious opponent, and the resurrection technique has lost its effect...

In the flames, Lian Shanjing listened to the little monster's entire story and listened to the other party's roar.

"Tell the God of Fire to... go to the three islands on the sea and get the Hetuluo Shu."

"After the death of sixteen of my brothers and sisters, the seal of Hetu Luoshu will be loosened, and it must... must be taken away early!"

"Keep it carefully!"

"The emperor will be of great use in the future... he will be of great use!"

He let out his final roar almost from the depths of his soul. After the roar, the rotten little monster fell heavily into a pool of blood.

It seems that he has died.

Lian Shanjing was confused about this.

She had no idea why this little monster, whom she had killed once, came to find her when he was about to die... Could this monster really believe that she would take care of this matter?

Or maybe, this little monster firmly believes that Vulcan will take care of this matter?

But that stupid bird can't even step out of the door anymore...

As for other titles, such as Emperor Zun, Hetu Luoshu, Three Islands on the Sea... these are all unfamiliar words to Lian Shanjing.

But it is obviously related to the extremely long ancient times.

Vulcan must know.

And this little monster came to find her, maybe it and the Vulcan were old acquaintances in ancient times...

Lian Shanjing was thinking in her mind and was about to disperse the flames, but she saw an extremely soft and breathy murmur coming from the pool of blood.

"Hanyu Mountain Wolf God... is an evil demon..."

"In ancient times... one of the evil spirits... that besieged the Emperor..."

"Be careful... little... heart..."

After murmuring these last words, the little monster finally rotted completely and turned into a pool of extremely foul-smelling pus in front of Lian Shanjing.

This time, it was completely dead, and even its soul was destroyed along with its flesh and blood.

However, compared to the stinking blood, what was even more difficult for Lian Shanjing to accept were the last words of this little monster.

Hanyu Mountain Wolf God... is an evil demon? !

She looked in the direction of Hanyu Mountain in disbelief, wondering if this little monster was crazy.

Will the Wolf God who practices the Way of Heavenly Thunder be an ancient evil demon? !

What a joke!

Chapter 242 Vulcan

Lian Shanjing's heart was filled with incredible shock.

She simply couldn't believe that the Hanyu Mountain Wolf God was an evil spirit, but the little monster in front of her held on with her last breath and ran to seek help and report, so the content of her story was certainly not without purpose.

Frowning slightly, Lian Shanjing once again checked to confirm that there was no aura belonging to Erba Shenren in the pool of blood. After deciding that the old monster from ancient times was dead, Lian Shanjing withdrew the surrounding flame formation.

The night wind blows again.

Wu Zhu, who was guarding outside, quickly came over and stood aside, waiting for instructions.

Amid the admiring gazes of the wizards, Lian Shanjing turned back and took a deep look at the stinky pool of blood on the ground and said.

"Collect this pool of dirty blood, but be careful. Send someone to analyze it and find out what kind of evil spell caused this blood."

"In addition, everything that happened tonight will be kept confidential."

"Except for you and the two witch priests, all wizards present will have their relevant memories erased and cannot be passed on to outsiders."

After saying that, Lian Shanjing flew up directly and flew towards the Fire Temple in the city.

As for the aftermath, it was left to Shao Xingcheng Wu Zhu and the two priests.

Flying over the city under the night sky, Lian Shanjing's figure flew directly to the main hall of the Fire Temple and landed lightly.

The wizards nearby saluted quickly.

"I've met the king!"

Lian Shanjing waved her hands and said, "You all go out, I want to burn incense and pray."

After repelling all the wizards present, Lian Shanjing even summoned a flame formation again to isolate the inside and outside, temporarily isolating this magnificent Vulcan Hall from the world.

Then Lian Shanjing stepped into the Vulcan Hall and offered a stick of incense to the Vulcan statue above.

On the altar, the huge statue of the God of Fire is a majestic and solemn man.

This man is none other than the late Emperor Lian Shankui.

In Huotong China, for some reason, the statues of the God of Fire have always been built in the image of the late emperor.

If Lian Shanjing dies and her descendants take over the country, the statue on this altar will look like Lian Shanjing.

Of course, that day may still be far away...

In front of the statue of the late emperor, Lian Shanjing lit a pillar of incense with real fire.

It was obviously just an ordinary incense stick, but the moment Lian Shanjing held the incense to worship...

Click——

With a crisp sound, the statue on the altar cracked.

In the dim firelight, a lazy female voice sounded in the temple.

"Um...it's Xiaojing...what do you want from me?"

The lazy and sleepy voice sounded like he hadn't woken up.

Lian Shanjing didn't pay attention to this, but bowed and saluted, saying: "A big event happened just now, and I should report it to the God of Fire..."

Then, Lian Shanjing described in detail what happened outside Yaoxing City.

Including various warnings and last words mentioned by Erba Shenren...

Within the temple, the only voice was Lian Shanjing's voice.

After Lian Shanjing finished speaking, there was a sudden silence in the temple.

Inside the cracked statue, the dim fire flickered, but there was no sound.

Lian Shanjing stood and waited for two full hours before hearing that sleepy voice again.

"Well... fell asleep again..."

"My injury is getting more and more serious. Sometimes I am awake, sometimes I am confused... Sigh..."

"As for this matter, Xiaojing, you can decide what to do. I can't go to the three islands on the sea, so you can only go."

"Although the Erba Godman behaves strangely, he is respected by the Emperor and must have a mission... Hetuluoshu... Well... Hetuluoshu..."

The voice said extremely sleepily: "What is Hetu Luoshu? Ah... it's so hard to think about..."

"But since it is the relic of the Emperor, it should be well preserved. Go and bring it back in person."

"As for Hanyu Mountain Wolf God...well..."

"You don't have to pay attention to the accusations made by Erba God against the wolf god. These sixteen little monsters act in a hazy way, even more confused than me. They often talk nonsense. If you believe them, you are a fool."

"Hmm... But this is a reminder. It happens that the Wolf God is a righteous monk. You can invite him to accompany you."

"The divine man who realized Taoism five years ago came from Hanyu Mountain... If you ask him for help, he won't refuse..."

As the dim firelight flickered, the sleepy voice spoke slowly and lazily.

The tone of his speech was even slower than that of an old man who was dying soon.

After saying that, regardless of Lian Shanjing's reaction in the hall, the dim firelight in the statue disappeared.

Only a cracked body of the idol was left...

Seeing such a scene, Lian Shanjing sighed silently and rubbed her eyebrows.

"This stupid bird...is really getting more and more unreliable..."

She covered her head and said with a headache on her face: "You asked me to go on a trip, but you didn't even tell me where the so-called three islands on the sea are... Where did you ask me to find the three islands on the sea for you?"

"The East China Sea, the West Sea, the South China Sea, the North Sea...there are islands all over the four seas. Which sea should I go to and where should I look for the three islands?"

In the main hall, Lian Shanjing was speechless.

This stupid bird really can't count on it!

She couldn't help but look in the direction of Han Yushan and frowned slightly.