Killing God

Chapter 125: Old music

The green snake demon army commanded by the old white monkey has been standing still after being stationed at the foot of the civet tribe. This is the same as when the demon world tribes fought each other for many years, once the enemy was "chi  luo" rushed into the **** fight. There are totally two ways. Although the little monsters in the demon army are still staying in the barracks honestly under the order of the old white monkey general, some private dissatisfaction still comes out from time to time.

Some were puzzled, some were combative and unbearable, and more were secretly mocking the old white monkey. In the past among the Azure Snake Demon tribe, many young demon generals and demon soldiers didn’t really value the old. The old white monkey, if it weren't for the master of the green snake, the empress Yulin, would have treated him very preferentially and valued him as an old courtier. I am afraid that the old white monkey would have been kicked by these young and powerful rising stars.

And this time the Green Snake tribe defeated the Red Tiger and destroyed the tribe. The morale of the whole army was very high. The young demon generals all screamed and waited to kill the Heishui River immediately, rushing to the Heifeng Lair Fengming City, and then the Qing The Heifeng tribe, the No. 1 enemy of the Snake, annihilated in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, Empress Yulin didn't know why, but she suddenly changed her mind, stopped going north, and turned to attack these humble tribes on the south bank of the Heishui River.

I really saw a ghost. The little demon tribes of these small households, and the Evergreen Snake tribe don't always look at them directly. What do they care about? Well, in fact, even if you defeat these tribes, you don't have much oil and water. How can it be exciting to fight the monster Heifeng?

If you really want to take down Fengming City, the Green Snake Demon Army from top to bottom will not be so refreshing, killing the demon to the full, and looting the goods to the softness. Just thinking about it can't stand it, but the result is nothing.

Empress Yulin absolutely cannot but dare not blame her for complaining. There must be some treacherous and foolish idiot who slandered her. Now that every monster is calling for battle, this crime is obviously going to fall on the old white monkey. No doubt on his head.

This old monkey is getting old and is not going to stop, and if everyone is not allowed to fight the black phoenix, that's fine. As a result, he brought a group of people to the foot of the little civet tribe, and he was so embarrassed that he did not dare to fight. Is this guy a monster?

All kinds of rumors and rumors circulated privately among this demon army, and Shen Shi heard some of them. Speaking of it, his current status in the monster clan is the ghost and witch clan. Although he didn't know the origin of this so-called ghost witch at first, but it didn't matter that he had a bald head and couldn't care about so much. But afterwards, he went to inquire about it quietly, and only then did he realize that the so-called ghost and witch clan was actually a rather peculiar one among the many tribes in the demon world.

To a certain extent, ghosts and witches are different from other demonic tribes. They rarely live in groups of the same kind. They tend to walk alone, and their inheritance is also very mysterious. It is said that they are some very strange witchcraft. Gushu and black witchcraft are mostly, and even occasionally some ghosts and witches use rare ghost summoning skills to manipulate corpses and undead, which is creepy. It is said that the name ghost witches came from this.

Even if it is a race that is as cruel and easy to kill as the monster clan, most people have respected and disliked the ghosts and witches who somehow belonged to one of the monster clan since ancient times.

Shen Shi carried his identity and came to the Green Snake tribe. Those demon generals with higher morality looked at his lower morality and did not take it seriously. The ordinary demon clan soldiers kept away from him one by one, but this made Shen Shi It saves a lot of trouble. These days, the two people he has the best relationship with among the monsters, one is the old white monkey, and the other is the simple-minded pig demon Shenshi.

After hearing these rumors, many of them were heard by him inadvertently. There is no way, the low-level demon clan soldiers really have too many brutal traces of demon beasts, and they don’t know how to conceal them. He complained loudly.

Shen Shi counted his days, and he has been camping at the foot of the civet tribe for three days. The old white monkey still has no intention of starting a war. It is indeed a bit wrong, no wonder the little monsters are full of complaints. Thinking like this in his heart, he planned to ask the old white monkey to see what he planned.

Shen Shi first went to the old white monkey's residence in the barracks, and finally rushed to nothing. The old white monkey was not there. He asked the little demon guarding nearby, and the little demon soldier looked disgusted and disgusted, as if he was talking to Shen Shi If you say a word more, Shen Shi will be infected by a lot of poisonous insects and dirt in his eyes. Shen Shi struggled to learn where the old white monkey seemed to be holding the wine jar and rested. Looking at that direction, it seemed to be the front. The small woods I went to in a few days.

Then he turned and left, no longer caring about the relieved little demon behind him, and went all the way to the edge of the small forest. He looked up and saw that there was no one around him, and he did not see the old white monkey. Shen Shi frowned, wondering if he was not here when he suddenly heard a deep and hoarse singing voice a little deeper in the woods:

Open heaven and earth...Break Hongmeng...Holy demon emerges...Wan Shining...

The singer's voice was hoarse like a black crow, low and unpleasant, but for some reason, Shen Shi stopped and listened attentively, only listening to the singing in the back after the first few sentences, suddenly high, although still hoarse , But there is a sense of recklessness and ancient times, and more generous and heroic, with a faint trace of the world's jealousy. In the depth of the year, thousands of years later, the spirit of the former people seems to be still in front of them.

Laughing in the world...every ants...but my demon...immortality...

Phi Jianrui...behead the enemy...blood surging...thirsty to drink...

...

He turned the two big trees and saw that under the trunk, a rickety old figure was holding the wine altar, slapped the mouth of the altar with one hand, and sang with his head up. The face of the old monkey was solemn and solemn. Staring into the blue sky and far away, there is a slight light flashing in the corner of the eye socket, as if he is cherishing the memory of the ancestor's past, immersed and unable to extricate himself.

Shen Shi stared at him silently, and after a while, coughed slightly.

The old white monkey shook his body and turned his head to look at him. First, he was taken aback, and then a smile appeared on the monkey's face, and he waved to Shen Shi, and said, "Little Stone, come here." He said as if he was inadvertent. Rubbing his eyes, wiped off the sparkling water stain.

Shen Shi walked up to the old white monkey, sat under another tree opposite him, frowned and said, "What did you call me just now? A good stone is not called, why did you call me a little stone suddenly?"

The old white monkey chuckled and said, "You fellow, how long has it been since Heihe Mountain was brought out, I have lived a hundred and one, what's the point of calling you a little stone?"

Shen Shi rolled his eyes at him, speechless for a while. In terms of longevity alone, because of their inherently strong physique, monsters actually live longer than ordinary humans. Those high-level monsters’ bloodlines will not be mentioned, they are low-level ordinary monsters, which are usually the lifespan of human mortals. More than twice.

It's just that the wars in the demon world are chaotic, and **** fights are commonplace. If most demon races hadn't died in war, they would easily have some serious or minor injuries for various reasons, and most of them would have difficulty living past 50 or 60 years old. So like the old white monkey, there are now 110-year-old senior citizens, which is really rare among ordinary monsters.

But at the moment the old white monkey moved out to talk about it, Stone Pig had no choice but to say helplessly, "It's up to you. By the way, did you seem to be singing here just now? I wonder if you still have this ability. ?"

Ordinary monsters mostly get rid of those vulgar habits of unclean origin monsters, such as songs, which are obviously elegant and sentimental hobbies, Shen Shi has really never heard from other monsters. In the daily life of monsters, he The more I heard are generally yelling at each other: I peeled your skin, teared down your bones, robbed your wife and gave birth to me...

The old white monkey didn't rush to answer, but first asked him, "How do you feel after listening to this song?"

Shen Shi sternly said: "Unpleasant, very unpleasant!"

"Pop!" The old white monkey smashed the wine jar in his hand directly. Shen Shi laughed and easily caught it. He moved to his mouth and wanted to take a sip, but when he got close to his face, he felt sour. He rushed to his face, immediately dismissed the idea, and threw the wine jar back to the old white monkey with a smile,

"Your broken voice, why is it not bad to sing? By the way, I have never heard your humming before. What is this tune?"

The old white monkey caught the wine jar, drank a sip from his mouth, and said indifferently: "This is a song handed down by the demon clan in ancient times. The military song of the army."

Shen Shi was taken aback for a moment, then slowly nodded, and said, "No wonder, although your voice is not good, the tune just now sounds like a different kind of aura."

The old white monkey sighed, showing a bit of nostalgia on his face, and whispered: "I have seen from the scrolls that when the royal court was strong in the past, the demon army swept the world and smoothed the world. Every time you set out, soldiers We all sang this military tune in unison, with great momentum, shaking the mountains and rivers, looking down upon the younger generation, looking invincible..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually improved, as if there was still a bit of boiling blood in his aging body, and a bit of excitement appeared on the face of an old monkey. Shen Shi looked at him from the side, silent.

From the corner of the old white monkey's eyes, he saw Shen Shi's calm face, and the voice stopped abruptly. After a while, he whispered: "You don't understand this, do you?"

Shen Shi honestly said: "Yes, no one has ever told me before."

The old white monkey's lips squirmed a few times, and there was a trace of pain on his face, but after all he sighed and said: "Don't blame you, among the monster race, there are not many who still remember these things."

Shen Shi looked at the old white monkey with a gloomy face, and the deep wrinkles seemed to be crowded together. For some reason, he suddenly became unbearable, so he changed the subject and said, "Yes, old monkey, now we are here. I’ve been stationed here for three days, why haven’t war started yet, what do you mean?"

The old white monkey seemed a little surprised, as if he didn't expect that Shen Shi suddenly asked this question. He glanced at him first, then pondered for a moment, and said, "Why, do you want to fight like those simple-minded guys?"

Of course, Shen Shi immediately shook his head and said, "No, I just don't understand what are we waiting for here?"

The old white monkey snorted and said, "What is the way we fight among the demonic tribes now, have you seen it these days?"

Without waiting for Shen Shi to answer, the old white monkey sneered first, and then asked himself to answer, saying: "Nowadays, our monster clan fights a battle better. Most of them win with strength, but less use of conspiracy. Tricky, everyone fights with real swords and guns; but if it is awkward, it means that two piles of simple, empty-headed and brute-minded idiots rush to a certain battlefield, and then yell, yell, and brandish their weapons. , Just go ahead and kill indiscriminately to tell the outcome, right?"

Shen Shi opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the old white monkey in a daze for a while, but he didn't expect this old guy to speak so meanly. Although in his heart, he actually had some consent.

The old white monkey sighed and said, "On the day when the Heavenly Demon King Court was strong, the demon army swept across the world in all directions. Needless to say, the power of the demon army was strong. It was the famous general of the Sky Demon, who was also a resourceful man. How could it be possible that the world is considered a peerless general...Look at these demon soldiers and demon generals. Since they trapped themselves in the demon world, they have not worked hard for ten thousand years. Now, instead of working hard to become stronger, they are already degenerate. , Looking at these monster soldiers, there is not the slightest shadow of the powerful monster army who dominates the world invincible in the hands of the eight great monster kings and peerless heaven monsters under the seat of the sky monster king in the past!"

"It's just a group of walking garbage!" Finally, the old white monkey gritted his teeth and reached a conclusion.

Shen Shigan laughed, did not speak, but he was greatly disapproved in his heart, but anyway, he is not a monster, the strength of the monster is declining, and it is a great good thing for the human race to which he belongs, if it is not in front of the old white monkey, he cannot be presumptuous. , He wanted to laugh out loud.

When Shen Shi forcibly suppressed his smile, he coughed twice, and thought for a while, "Uh...you said so much, old monkey, what do you mean?"

The old white monkey had a deep meaning. He glanced at Shen Shi and said, "Have you not seen me sending people up the mountain to persuade the clan of civets to descend?"

Shen Shi stunned: "You know, but isn't it useless? I was driven down the mountain two days ago. Did you send it again today?"

The old white monkey sneered, and said with a serious face: "You learn something, kid. I have already seen how many books I have read. The best of the ancient generals lies in the soldiers who defeated without a fight and the victory without a fight. Now my army is under pressure. Although there is only one force of the green snake, it is already crushing the civet cat line. After I carefully analyzed the situation, I gave them a calculation of the future. Today, I once again made this all-round plan to make people go up the mountain and persuade them to descend. , It’s not a small moment, there will be a good news, I can take another help for the empress, instead of like other idiots, rush to kill all the enemies as soon as they come up, what use is it? ,stupid!"

The old white monkey looked at the sky with his hands held in his hands, and his expression was flying, as if he was a few dozen years younger. He even ended his words with three consecutive words of "stupid" in a rounded accent. Shen Shi was a little imposing by him for a while. Under pressure, he nodded subconsciously.

While the two were talking, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps from outside the small forest, and at the same time someone shouted in a hasty tone: "Master White Monkey, Master White Monkey..."

The old white monkey laughed and said to Shen Shi: "It's a messenger, and it's here after all, so I didn't expect it to be bad."

As he spoke, he looked triumphant and walked out of the woods with Shen Shi, and saw that there was a little demon soldier standing there. When the old white monkey came out, he quickly knelt down, his expression hurried, and angrily said: "My lord white monkey, go up the mountain to persuade you to descend. The messenger..."

The old white monkey laughed and said, "Is he back, where is he now?"

The little demon was dumbfounded, and said, "...He is dead."

The old white monkey was in a daze and said, "What?"

The little demon opened a cloth bag next to him, and Gu Lulu rolled out a head inside. It was the messenger sent here in the morning. The blood flowed and stained the mouth of the bag around him. Then the little demon seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then stopped talking.

The old white monkey obviously did not expect such a situation. He did not recover for a while, but Shen Shi calmed down. Seeing the little demon's expression, he hurriedly asked: "What else, can you talk about it?"

The little demon glanced at the old white monkey secretly and said, "This head was thrown down from the mountain by the civet tribe, and at the same time, the people over there still shouted for someone to come over, saying it was..."

Having said this, the little demon suddenly expected Ai Ai to reluctant to say it again. Only then did the old white monkey react, his old face flushed, and he was even more furious at this time, and shouted, "Quickly, what did those brave fools say?"

The little demon shrank his neck, and finally said it loudly, and said, "They scolded on the mountain: If you want to fight, you will fight, give you mother!"

The forest was silent for an instant, Shen Shi almost really laughed after the initial astonishment, and quickly turned to the beginning, and suddenly he couldn't bear to look at the already livid face of the old white monkey.

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