Chapter 32: Demonic Traces
The next day, Li Yuan woke up early.
Normally, he doesn't need sleep at all.
However, when he was outside Anshan, he was still willing to "become" a mortal.
After all, eating and sleeping are two of life's greatest pleasures.
While having a simple breakfast in the inn with Li Xiaoan, the two suddenly heard the sound of gongs and drums.
A funeral procession passed by outside, with white silk dragging on the ground and coffins wrapped in circles.
The innkeeper set off a handful of firecrackers, which was considered a local etiquette, meaning to send the deceased off.
The firecrackers popped so loudly that Li Xiaoan couldn't help but cover his ears.
After the firecrackers stopped going off, the innkeeper quickly closed the windows and doors, fearing that the guests would feel unlucky and it would affect business.
Li Yuan was drinking yellow rice porridge, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a hint of unusual smell.
The smell was extremely unpleasant, as if it was naturally counteracting the smell on Li Yuan's body.
Recalling the demon that invaded Anshan many years ago but was scared away by the Taoist's yellow wine, Li Yuan was sure that this was the remaining demonic energy.
"Xiao An, we have to work."
Li Yuan turned around, looked at Li Xiaoan and smiled.
Li Xiaoan didn't understand, but he quickly gobbled it up, mumbling incoherently: "Big slut, change your heart, I'll finish it right away!"
Seeing the child about to choke, Li Yuan couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't worry, there is still time to eat."
"Eat slowly."
Hearing this, Li Xiaoan slowed down his swallowing.
But it is still much faster than normal eating.
After the little guy had eaten and drunk his fill, Li Yuan took him in one direction.
This direction is the direction the funeral procession came from, and it is also the home of the deceased.
There are now many people gathered around the deceased's home, all of whom have come to watch the fun.
Li Yuan held Li Xiaoan's hand and learned a lot of information just by listening from the outside.
The deceased was named Zhou Danian, and he was only in his thirties.
The cause of death was lung disease, which he had been suffering from for several years. He recently stopped taking medication and died of vomiting blood.
Everything seems normal.
But Li Yuan smelled a faint evil aura in the deceased's home.
Mortals cannot smell evil spirits, so they think it is a normal case of death from illness.
In order to avoid trouble, Li Yuan directly used his magical power to create a sleight of hand for himself and Li Xiaoan.
This is no ordinary case.
This is a demonic rebellion. If you don't use your magical powers, you'll be courting death.
Li Yuan led Li Xiaoan forward. When they were about to pass by, the air was filled with fairy air and people unconsciously made way for them.
Li Xiaoan's eyes widened.
These people acted as if they didn't see him and Lord Li Yuan. They allowed them to pass by and even gave way to them!
There were even a few yamen runners who were guarding the door of the deceased's house. As soon as Li Yuan approached, these people naturally walked away!
After the two of them went in, those people scratched their heads, as if they didn't know what was going on, and returned to their original positions.
Li Xiaoan was shocked.
Lord Li Yuan is truly a god!
Looking up at Li Yuan who was holding his hand and walking forward, Li Xiaoan's eyes were full of stars.
immortal!
Live!
Feeling the slight excitement of the person next to him, Li Yuan turned his head, raised a finger, and gestured to Li Xiaoan to be quiet.
Li Xiaoan nodded obediently and covered his little mouth.
However, there was still a hint of something strange in the look he gave Li Yuan.
Li Yuan took Li Xiaoan into the deceased's room.
It was a simple thatched and yellow mud house with very simple furnishings, just an old wooden table, two chairs, and a yellowed bed.
The moment I entered, a medicinal smell hit my nose, with a hint of a foul odor, as if something was rotting here.
I heard from people outside that the deceased lived alone and had been dead at home for a full half month. The body had rotted and smelled bad. Someone couldn't help but check the source of the smell and discovered it.
Without looking at the yellowed bed where the deceased had slept, Li Yuan turned his attention to the two chairs in the room.
Living alone, why do both chairs in the room show signs of having been moved?
Could it be that the deceased had nothing to do, so he sat on one chair during the day and moved to another one at night?
Li Yuan activated his magical power and found that there was a trace of evil spirit on one of the chairs.
He leaned over and felt around on the chair with his hands.
It wasn't long before a hair was pulled out from the gap in the chair.
Li Xiaoan, who was standing by, opened his mouth wide.
It was obviously just an ordinary wooden chair, but Lord Li Yuan found unusual clues!
The hair was long and golden, like a woman's dyed blonde hair.
But Li Yuan knew that there were no foreigners in this place.
In other words, there are no foreigners.
But in this ancient alien world, dyeing your hair will make you criticized for the rest of your life.
If you encounter a dynasty with severe feudal power, you might even be beheaded.
Therefore, there is no such thing as human.
Looking at the fishy golden hair in his hand, Li Yuan could only roughly infer that this must have been done by monsters such as mountain cats and hairy goblins.
Having been a mountain god for so many years, he also had a general understanding of the types and habits of some goblins.
The mountain cat spirit likes to eat human hearts and often transforms itself into a seductive woman to seduce strong men.
Usually when they are making love, they will rip open the prey's stomach and tear out its heart and lungs.
But this man has lung disease, so he should not be favored by the mountain cat spirit.
As for the hairy monkey, it is not picky and is very ferocious.
Based on speculation alone, Li Yuan could not be sure whether it was Mao Xiao who did it.
So he decided to wait and see.
The two men left the deceased's home and, with the help of a sleight of hand, easily walked out of the crowd.
Instructing Li Xiaoan to wait for him in the inn room, Li Yuan rushed to a nearby mountain temple.
As soon as he entered the mountain god temple, Li Yuan stood in front of the mountain god statue.
He used his immortal power to transmit sound.
"Lao Deng, Lao Deng!"
Soon, there was a response.
"Why, boy, are you in trouble?"
"Hmph, let me tell you, even if you praise me, Lao Deng, I won't easily help you!"
The voice of the Liangshan Mountain God was old and exaggerated.
The corners of Li Yuan's mouth twitched again.
He used his magical power to reply, "Lao Deng, have any mountain cat spirits, hairy goblins, or the like escaped from your mountain?"
The mountain god of Liangshan was silent for a while.
"You think there are monsters in my mountain?"
"Do you think I'm just a nobody?"
There was a hint of displeasure in the tone of the Liangshan Mountain God.
He was very angry that this kid who was always talking nonsense was talking nonsense here!
Li Yuan scratched his head: "Isn't this just a question?"
The mountain god of Liangshan: "The monsters are from outside. The spirits in my mountain are all safe!"
"Okay, I get it. It has nothing to do with you." Li Yuan curled his lips. "Help me see what this thing is."
Li Yuan took out the golden hair.
The scenery of Liangshan Mountain was lingering for a moment.
"This should be the hair of a mandrill or a hairy mandrill. Most mandrills have black hair, but some hairy mandrills have golden hair."
Li Yuan nodded: "It's about the same as I guessed."
The god of Liangshan Mountain said in a vivid tone: "Tsk!"
The two ended the conversation.
The host of the mountain temple nearby was dumbfounded.
This young man started gesticulating as soon as he came in.
After the demonstration, he took out a golden hair.
What kind of new way of worshipping God is this?
The gate of the mountain temple has fallen into disrepair and the door nails are loose.
A gentle breeze blew outside the temple, causing the door of the mountain god temple to close halfway quietly.
The gate is gilded and jade-plated, and is very heavy. It is the most luxurious mountain temple gate in the local county.
Rumor has it that this was the temple gate built long ago when the local mountain god still appeared, and it was built to show respect to the mountain god.
I heard that the mountain god was extremely happy that time, and he created all the living beings, showing all his divine powers.
Li Yuan looked down at the golden hair in his hand and was deep in thought.
He paid no attention to the door blowing and ran headfirst into it.
The abbot of the mountain temple was unable to stop him and could only watch Li Yuan lower his head and crash into the door.
Bang!
A loud noise was heard.
A human-shaped hole was knocked out of the thick gate of the mountain temple. Li Yuan seemed not to notice it and continued walking outside.
How can the dead things in the mortal world stop the immortal body?
"Wow, this young man, wow!" The host was stunned and kept saying words of surprise.
He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the moment the young man Li Yuan broke down the door, the statue of the mountain god seemed to shake violently.
Just as the abbot of the mountain god temple was still exclaiming in amazement, a white figure magically jumped out from the mountain god statue.
"Damn it, Li Yuan, you're crazy!"
"If you dare to destroy my gate, I will spur your horse!"
The figure transformed into an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a clean white robe. He picked up a large incense stick as thick as his arm from the temple and chased after him.
The old man in white robe was furious, and the incense stick in his hand was a foot long, like a long sword to slash horses, the sound was terrifying!