The city of Rakshasa County is an earthen city with small walls filled with pits, with civilians in commoners, merchants in t-shirts, and exotic women coming in and out.

Everyone's clothes are different from those in the Central Plains, and their appearance and skin are also different.

Most of the Rakshasa people are similar to the Central Plains people, but they have mixed characteristics. The Rong people are small but strong and rough. If some of the few Xiyi people enter the Central Plains, they may be regarded as evil spirits with eagle noses and ghost eyes.

As the donkey cart entered the city, Kong Chenzi leaned on the cart and looked at the city.

It looks unremarkable from the outside, and even more so from the inside.

This Rakshasa county town is called a county town, but in fact it is not as good as an ordinary middle and lower county town in the hinterland of the Central Plains.

It's just that the structure of this earth city is complex and tortuous. There are many earth walls in the city, which divide the county into small parts. The buildings and houses are also earth buildings and earthen houses, which are connected with the city walls.

There are many doorways, and at the foot of the doorways there are many merchants setting up stalls, selling ceramics, salt, spices and other items.

Approaching a doorway and entering the familiar street of Master Ghostface, Master Ghostface sitting next to Kong Chenzi immediately became impatient.

He quickly stood up and shrunk the refined demon blood placed on the roof of the carriage, then took down the one-meter-long demon head, stood on the donkey cart and shouted excitedly.

"Hello!"

"Where have all the people gone? I, the Great Master Grimace, am back."

As soon as the many Rakshasa people in front of the door heard Ghostface's voice and name, they immediately turned around and looked at the donkey cart.

Many people also ran out of the earthen buildings and houses on both sides, and the entire street and doorway suddenly became lively and noisy.

"Ghostface is back!" the crowd shouted.

"Master Ghostface has come to our Rakshasa City again!" Someone was cooking and ran out with a wooden shovel.

"Finally back? How many days have you been here this time?" The vendor under the doorway shouted after the donkey cart.

"Oh, I was asking about you a few days ago. I was afraid something would happen to you." Someone shouted on the side of the road.

The Grimace Master shouted the monster's head, triumphantly, and entered the street with everyone watching.

This feeling is comparable to the number one scholar parading on a horse.

"Mage Ghostface! What kind of monster did you kill this time?" The crowd was crowded, looking at the ugly and ferocious head held up by Mage Ghostface.

"This time it's amazing. You're a pangolin spirit. You can dig through mountains and collapse them." Grimace boasted.

"Master Ghostface, when will you become the first demon master in Chazhou?" a Rakshasa man joked.

"It's not far! It's not far!" The grimace was not at all self-effacing.

"There are no injuries at all this time. It seems that the monster is not very powerful this time." A group of little ghosts chased the donkey cart, lying on the cart and looking up at the grimace mage.

"That's because I, the Great Mage Ghostface, has become more powerful again!" Ghostface hit their heads one by one.

The Grimace Master enjoyed the children's admiration and stood holding the monster's head.

He boasted about how he used his ingenuity to force the monster into a desperate situation, and finally fought the pangolin for 300 rounds and finally killed it.

Sitting in Kongchenzi, I also listened to the bragging of Master Ghostface, and the people around me talked about the past about Ghostface. She had been here before and killed demons, so the people here were so grateful and familiar with Ghostface.

Previously, the Taoist thought that Ghostface's previous statement about having dozens of monsters under his command was a boast. Now it seems that although he is bragging, he has indeed killed many monsters, probably more than a dozen.

Are there so many monsters in Chashu?

Kong Chenzi looked to the northwest. Could it be that they came from there? I heard that from the Kunlun Mountains down to the Xiyi Kingdom and the Beirong tribe, demons were overwhelming.

But it doesn't feel right. Judging from the fact that most of the people killed by the Grimace Mage are the lowest-level monsters, those who can cross a large area from the northwest are definitely not from this level.

It's more like the local demonic beasts and birds suddenly awakened with demonic blood and became alienated.

There were cheers on both sides of the street, and everyone rushed out to talk to Master Ghostface.

Ghostface enjoyed the cheers extremely much and was so happy that he refused to put down the monster's head.

Finally, driven by the adults, the children with grimaces dispersed, and some Rakshasa people led the donkey cart deeper into the street to send them to a resting place.

The Taoist looked at the scattered children and suddenly said: "You should not be much older than them, right? You are still a woman."

"Why do you want to be the Demon-Sealing Mage of this Demon-Sealing Temple?"

"Choosing to give up being an ordinary person and fighting with this monster all day long, with your life hanging by a thread, is not a good idea."

With a grimace and lowered head, he knew that the Taoist was talking about himself.

"You, a little Taoist priest from outside, are not even older than me, and you talk like an old-fashioned person."

After he finished complaining, he continued.

"You don't know what's going on in our Chazhou. Some people in Chazhou are destined to be demon-sealing mages when they are born. This is called fate."

"I think this is not bad. I am quite suitable for this."

"It is difficult for a mortal to live happily, and it does not last long. Killing demons and bringing stability to Chazhou makes me feel happy, and this happiness is continuous and long-lasting."

"How nice!"

"I like how people cheer for me when I carry the monster's head into the city, and I like the look in everyone's eyes that they need me."

The Taoist nodded and said no more.

More and more people cheered and made faces on the street, and it could be seen that everyone here also liked her.

Finally, we came to a two-story earthen building and the donkey cart stopped.

A red flag was placed on the earth building, with the words "Lai'an Inn" written on it.

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At night, in the city of Rakshasa County.

In a mud house, an entire extended family was kneeling on the bed in tears. An old woman was on the verge of death.

Before the old woman died, she was still thinking about something in her heart and kept chanting Buddhist mantras.

"Namo Amitabha's night is Duotagaduo's night, and Duo Diye's Amitabha is the night of Duotagadu."

"Ami-su-duo Sitampo-pi, Ami-su-duo Vikalanadi, A-mi-su-duo..."

This is the Buddhist mantra for rebirth.

The Buddha is the supreme being of Buddhism in this world. It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that he opened up the Buddha Land of Ultimate Bliss for the world. It is said that as long as you recite and uphold this mantra, you can avoid all kinds of sins and go to the Buddha Land of Ultimate Bliss created by the Buddha.

From now on, there will be no illness or disaster, and you will enjoy ultimate happiness.

In a sense, whether it is the Yin-Yang Realm City of Taoist Tianjizi or the Paradise Buddha Land of Buddhism, they all have the shadow of the Kunlun God Realm in the past.

The old woman chanted the mantra of the Reborn Buddha over and over again, her eyes becoming more and more blurred.

Until the last moment, my eyes lit up as if I had seen something scene.

Leave with a smile.

There was a loud wailing and crying, and someone came up and covered the old woman with a white cloth.

In Lai'an Inn, in the small room on the second floor of the earth building, Kong Chenzi was looking at all the ancient books and histories about Kunlun Mountain, the Taoist ancestral court, and the Gao family.

There are too few records left about the Kunlun God Realm. They are aloof and do not live in the human world. The records of their events in the mortal world are mixed in truth and falsehood.

In addition, after the demise of the Kunlun ancestral court, it went through thousands of years of ups and downs and successive dynasties.

Everything has long been submerged in the wasted time.

The only two people who know the secret of Kunlun Mountain are Gao Shi, the fourth generation of the last descendant of the Gao clan, and Gao Yan, the son of Tianji.

They all died one after another, leaving no information for Kong Chenzi.

The Taoist has obviously never been to Kunlun Mountain, but the shadow of that mountain that reaches the sky and reaches the earth always appears in his mind, as if he is extremely familiar with it.

It seems that it has been there for tens of millions of years, and the mountains and seas have collapsed, and the seas have changed, but it has not changed.

Kong Chenzi was meditating quietly, but seemed to be interrupted by some movement, and suddenly raised his head.

Looking solemnly at the sky, Lord Yun also appeared at the same time.

"It appeared." Yun Jun said.

The two had just said during the day that there was a problem in Chazhou, but they didn't expect to catch each other's tail so quickly.

Kong Chenzi looked across most of Rakshasa County and directly saw the old woman who died just now.

The difference between birth, old age, illness and death is as ordinary as it is.

The only unusual thing was that when the old woman died, a black light whirled past, and the old woman's soul was sucked into it and disappeared.

Completely disappeared, not in the city, not even in this world.

After death, the soul should slowly return to heaven and earth. This process is quick but may take as short as a day or two, or as slowly as a week.

The souls of the people who died in this Rakshasa County city at this moment were obviously directly sucked away by a powerful and strange and mysterious force.

"The mantra of the Buddha to be reborn?"

Kong Chenzi immediately realized the key problem.

Close your eyes, your soul melts into heaven and earth, and you use your recently acquired soul abilities to trace the whereabouts of this old woman's soul.

The consciousness patrols the earth, crossing endless distances, and pictures come into view, exploring the information that it wants the crane to perceive.
To be continued...