Chapter 258 Mu Lin: I Have Never Heard of Such a Request in My Life.

"Forget about Hua Man Lou. Brother, just take me for a walk on the street."

"That's fine."

Then, everyone wandered around the street with interest and chatted with each other.

From the conversation, Mu Lin knew that the monk was a martial monk who broke his precepts and a monk who loved meat and wine, not the happy Buddha he had thought.

The thief-like Taoist priest was a Yin Ba Men corpse-driving sect, and his main job was tomb robbing.

The swordsman was an executioner.

One of the two girls was from the Chu Ma Xian sect, and worshipped the White Snake (who had an extraordinary temperament), and the other was a makeup artist...she made up for the dead.

After learning about the factions of the people, Mu Lin knew why the young men kept their distance from the pretty girl. Her face was probably painted on.

When Mu Lin was thinking about this, he once looked at the girl and found that the girl's face was originally smiling, but without any signs, that face turned into a weird smile.

Although, in the next breath, her face returned to normal.

But because of this, the sudden change just now was particularly horrifying.

At least, the monks who loved meat and wine and the Taoist priests who robbed tombs beside Mu Lin were a little trembling in their hearts.

Even the swordsman stayed away from the girl.

Mu Lin... He was naturally not scared, but looked at the girl with interest.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't have any thoughts about the girl, but the master-level painting skills made Mu Lin see some secrets of the girl's makeup.

'It turns out that she didn't paint to be beautiful, but used makeup to make her face deliberately mediocre, and her cultivation was also the highest among everyone... This girl hid it well. '

Mu Lin, who saw the secret, was a little surprised and curious, and looked at the girl a few more times.

And the monks and Taoist priests next to him, they didn't have Mu Lin's eyesight.

After discovering the girl's "true face", Mu Lin was not afraid, but stared at Hong Wen for a few more times as if nothing had happened. For the first time, they were surprised by Mu Lin's bravery.

'This real hero, he actually dared to fall in love with Hong Wen. '

'Who said it wasn't? Hong Wen looks good. Even if this face is painted, I don't care, but that weird smile is too creepy, and I can't control it...'

Thinking of the most critical moment when he sprinted on the bed, Hong Wen suddenly smiled at him weirdly. Even though he knew it was a fantasy, the Taoist priests among the crowd couldn't help but shudder.

In his mind, there was no trace of worldly desire.

The Taoist priests and monks were surprised, and Hong Wen, who was opposite Mu Lin, was also stunned that Mu Lin was not afraid of him.

Such a scene made her a little angry, and therefore, the creepy weird smile on her face was triggered by her several times.

Such a smile finally made Mu Lin speak.

However, just when Hong Wen thought Mu Lin would be afraid, the next scene made her stunned.

"Your weird smile is good, but you are too good at the form and not good at the spirit. For you, the most terrifying smile is the smile on your face, but it creates a sense of terror, rather than showing a weird smile on your own initiative."

While speaking, Mu Lin casually pulled out a piece of paper, took out a pen, and quickly started to draw.

Soon, a picture of a girl's smile was drawn by Mu Lin.

This painting is derived from Mona Lisa's smile, but unlike that mysterious smile, Mu Lin's picture album looks normal at first, but the more you look at it, the more creepy and terrifying it becomes.

"Hiss..."

At least, the monks and Taoist priests around Mu Lin shuddered together.

At the same time, the two also felt from the bottom of their hearts that Mu Lin was also a weirdo, and there was a reason why he could like Hong Wen.

Hong Wen, on the other hand, was stunned when she saw the picture drawn by Mu Lin.

As a makeup artist in the Yin Eight Sects, this lineage requires painting practice in addition to the practice of skills and soul. The better the painting skills, the greater the bonus to the skills.

Therefore, Hong Wen knows how to paint, but it is precisely because she knows that she is shocked.

"This is a master, no, even a master painter can't paint as well as you!"

Looking at Mu Lin, Hong Wen's eyes, which were originally looking at everything playfully, gradually had a light of admiration.

However, just when she exclaimed at Mu Lin's painting ability, a "puff" sounded, and a burst of contemptuous laughter suddenly came from the side.

Then, some sarcastic words came from the side.

"You actually said that you have the level of a master, you really dare to think."

"It's not night now, even if you are daydreaming, you should have some self-knowledge, okay."

"Master, a group of frogs in the well, have you seen what the paintings of real masters look like..."

The sarcastic words immediately made the eyes of the swordsman and the monk red.

At the same time, they looked at the eyes of a group of young people next to them, and they were full of anger.

"Assholes, it's you bastards!"

"You are the bastards..."

"Despicable betrayer..."

The two sides obviously had a grudge, and just a few words made the atmosphere tense.

Of course, in the end, they didn't fight.

The people who opened the restaurant here were also capable people, and they easily separated the monk from the other group of people.

However, although they didn't fight, everyone looked unhappy when they left.

Mu Lin was the same, and at the same time, he observed carefully and felt that this ancient street was not very welcoming to them.

"Who are those people? Do they have a grudge against us? Also, the people here don't seem to welcome us?"

Mu Lin did not hide his confusion, but asked directly.

In this regard, without waiting for the sociable monk and the Taoist priest to speak, Hong Wen, who was impressed by Mu Lin, took the initiative to explain for him: "Brother Mu, those people are not the same as us. They are the descendants of some shop owners on this street. Because of the family inheritance, they claim to be the true inheritors of the Yin Eight Sects and regard us casual cultivators as those who pick up leaks and steal their skills."

"That's why they are very hostile to us and often make trouble."

"Also, they think that we who work for the Demon Suppression Division are the court's lackeys, running dogs, and betrayers..."

"Haha."

Before Hong Wen finished her words, a sneer came from the Taoist priest next to her.

"We don't want to work for the court, but those bastards hid the inheritance of the Yin Ba Men's skills and a series of resources. If we don't work for the Demon Suppression Division, what can we use to practice?"

Monk: "That's right, the Demon Suppression Division can at least pay for the goods. Working for those guys is just being a dog and a slave."

Several people were very dissatisfied with the Yin Ba Men inheritors on this street, and their words also broke Mu Lin's filter for the Yin Ba Men.

"I thought that the Yin Ba Men scattered all over the place would help each other because of the bad situation and gather together for warmth. Sure enough, I thought too much."

At this moment, he has understood that there is no completely kind and friendly sect in this chaotic feudal world. Such a sect cannot survive in this dangerous world.

"Class and oppression are eternal things that cannot be eliminated anywhere."

After sighing, Mu Lin followed the monk and returned to the small courtyard where his grandfather and others gathered.

And before they could say anything more, a "dong" sounded, and a roaring bell spread from the center of Ping'an Ancient County.

And the bell rang three times in a row.

Hearing this sound, Mu Lin didn't feel anything, but the expressions of his grandfather, other monks, and Taoist priests all changed suddenly.

"Is this... the bell of the Demon Suppression Division?"

"Why did the Demon Suppression Division summon us?"

"Who knows, forget it, don't think about it, just go and see and you will know."

After a few discussions, everyone rushed to the Demon Suppression Division, and Mu Lin did the same.

However, he didn't just rush on the road. Another substitute paper man was quietly released by Mu Lin, and after changing his figure, he turned into another person and rushed to the Demon Suppression Division.

And this figure had a position token given by the Demon Suppression Division in his hand.

...

Everyone was a cultivator, and they were on their way very quickly. In a very short time, they arrived at the Demon Suppression Division's station in Ping'an Ancient County.

What made Mu Lin frown was that this time, not only Mu Lin and his group gathered, but also others.

In the city, almost all the cultivator forces sent people over.

The gathering of so many people made the Demon Suppression Division's station a little crowded, and there were even more intense discussions. They were discussing why the Demon Suppression Division gathered them here.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait too long.

Soon, a hot and cool woman suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Buzz!"

The woman who appeared unceremoniously released her momentum... No, not just momentum, that was her domain.

"Boom!"

The woman's domain was like the sun across the sky, full of strength and dominance, and even a sense of yang.

Under that terrifying power, everyone at the scene was trembling in their hearts and their bodies trembled.

Some Yin Ba Men cultivators and demon cultivators were even more miserable. They had the illusion that their magic power was about to burn.

No, it was not just an illusion. There were really ghosts, evil spirits, and some paper people who were ignited by this domain containing the meaning of yang.

However, they were suddenly attacked, but no one at the scene dared to say a word or resist.

The woman's domain was too strong and too domineering, so they dared not act rashly.

Seeing that everyone was as quiet as a cicada, the woman in the air nodded with satisfaction.

Then, she spoke directly: "This time, the inheritance of the Tomb Lord will not be banned by my Demon Suppression Department, but in order to avoid the expansion of things, this time, only the younger generation can be responsible for the competition. You, or the old guys behind you, just sit and watch."

"Remember, this is not a request, it's an order! If you don't accept it, you can stand up now. I don't mind fighting with you, and then I will issue a nationwide wanted notice for you."

"Don't think I can't do it. I'm from the Ji family."

"..."

The last sentence silenced the old guys.

This world is the Great Spirit Dynasty after all, and the aristocratic families and the famous and upright families rule the world together.

Demons, Yin Bamen, Demon Sect... These look fierce, but just like the gangs in the previous life, they are just side doors or losers after all.

They gathered together, and the Demon Suppression Department alone might be helpless - this is also the reason why Chu Xuezhen said that the Demon Suppression Department could not ban the inheritance of the Tomb Lord.

But if only one person is wanted, the Demon Suppression Department can make him have no way to go to heaven or enter the earth.

In this way, under Ji Hongyu's domineering attitude, this inheritance of the Tomb Lord became a battle between the younger generation.

After the order was issued, Ji Hongyu disappeared without a trace, and the monks of the Demon Suppression Department at the scene also began to drive away the people who gathered together.

Of course, only outsiders were driven away.

The forces close to or outside the Demon Suppression Division were left behind.

They were discussing how to maintain the stability of Ping'an Ancient Town in the future.

This was not an easy task. The inheritance of the Tomb Lord was about to be opened. Next, a large group of demons and ghosts would inevitably come here.

Those people were mostly chaotic and evil people who were not restrained. Their arrival would inevitably make this place chaotic.

This was also the reason why the Demon Suppression Division left Grandpa Mu Lin and others to discuss.

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Thinking of the danger and madness of those evil demons, the monks, Taoist priests, and the women were all worried.

They were afraid that their elders or relatives would die. That would not only mean the departure of their family, but also that they would have no protectors in this dangerous world.

And just when they were worried, some mocking voices suddenly rang out here.

"Puff..."

"Haha, you are dumbfounded, you traitors, you will face the most dangerous people."

"It's what they deserve. They surrendered to the Demon Suppression Division. This is what they deserve."

The voice that suddenly sounded made Mu Lin sound familiar.

Turning his head, he found that those people were indeed acquaintances.

The second generation of Ping'an Ancient County was gloating and mocking Mu Lin and his group not far away.

Such mockery made the monks angry again.

However, before they could start to argue, an ordinary voice suddenly sounded here.

"I am very curious, who gave you the courage to mock the peripheral forces of the Demon Suppression Division in the Demon Suppression Division?"

The speaker was Mu Lin, and when he brought up the name of the Demon Suppression Division, not only did the second generation not be afraid, but the mockery on their faces became even heavier.

"Hahaha, you use the Demon Suppression Division to pressure me, do you think I'm afraid!"

"I just mock you, so what? The Demon Suppression Division dares to touch us!"

"The lackeys of the Demon Suppression Division, remember this, whether Ping'an Ancient County is in chaos or not is not decided by your Demon Suppression Division, but by the people of Ping'an Ancient Street. This is our territory!"

The second generation who spoke even patted his chest and shouted arrogantly: "I'm here, come and catch me if you have the guts!"

While shouting, he also looked at Mu Lin and the others with a contemptuous expression, wanting to see their helpless faces.

However, just when they were arrogantly despising everything, "clatter", the sound of chains suddenly rang here.

Then, the snake-like chains tied up the second generations of the Yin Eight Gates tightly when they were caught off guard.

And when the chains tied up these second generations, a plain voice also rang at this time.

"To be honest, I have never heard of such a request since I grew up."