Da Zaojun

Chapter 1 Demonic World (New book, please read and comment)

On the first day of the second year of the Daqian Hengde era, purple stars fell from the sky like rain, a strange and bizarre sign. ———"Daqian Five Elements Records"

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Song Wuji sat blankly at the foot of the city wall.

There are many refugees like him, all of whom are fleeing from disasters caused by evil spirits.

They were all waiting for relief food from the court.

Everyone is waiting for the city gate to open so that they can enter the city. Once they are in the city, they will feel safe.

Song Wuji originally lived in Songjia Village at the foot of Yezhu Hill, where the village was considered harmonious.

But after the great changes in heaven and earth, everything changed.

Zhang the butcher in the village suddenly turned into a monster with a pig's head and a human body!

This demon was vicious and cruel, a cannibal and sexually lascivious. He even insulted my sister-in-law in front of my brother. My brother tried to kill him with a knife, but ended up being eaten alive by him.

Grandpa and grandma, you can only run away or escape.

Those who can’t run will be caught and killed!

When the demon discovered that it had killed too many people and could not eat them all, it kept all the captured people in captivity.

They even planned to open a meat market on Wild Boar Hill.

The pig demon salted the leftover meat and hung it high up, then slaughtered all the old, weak and sick people in Songjia Village!

That day, even the stream flowing through the entrance of Songjia Village was blood red.

There were flies everywhere and maggots everywhere!

The peace of the past is gone!
Thinking of this, a strong sense of resentment appeared in Song Wuji's dead expression!
A fishy and sweet taste surged into his mouth, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood!

At that time, Song Wuji and other brothers and sisters who were captured by demons were locked in the ancestral hall.

But through the crack in the ancestral hall door, he got a glimpse of what the meat market run by the monster looked like!

As soon as the meat market opened, many demons rushed in, filling the air with smoke and stench.

In the forest of flesh, demons and monsters, covered in fur and horns, were pointing and talking at the hung grandfathers and grandmothers...

Heaven has eyes! There is always a way out!
There is actually a chimney connected to the big pot under the stove in the ancestral hall!
While the pig demon was sleeping and snoring loudly, Song Wuji got out of the chimney, opened the back door of the ancestral hall, and led everyone to escape under the cover of night.

When the pig demon discovered that Song Wuji and the others had escaped, he became extremely furious and chased after them.

Song Wuji could only flee with his family in order to survive.

As Song Wuji fled, he heard the screams of loved ones, relatives, neighbors, and childhood playmates being captured, killed, and eaten by demons.

The sound still echoes in his ears, keeping him awake. He can recall it as soon as he closes his eyes!

Song Wuji ran and ran! With only his heart and soul, he ran non-stop, not knowing how long he had been running. He ran until the sky was bright, until his throat was burning, until his stomach ached, and even when he fell, he didn't care and immediately got up...

Until I ran to the edge of the county town.

All I saw were tightly closed city gates and tall city walls...

The county magistrate had already ordered the city to be closed, so Song Wuji couldn't enter the city at all!

Song Wuji was desperate, confused, hungry, and had nowhere to go. He could only struggle to survive by the city wall.

Every night, Song Wuji could hear screams, roars of wild beasts, and cries all around him...

I can only curl up pitifully alone.

I can only sink into memories again and again, blaming myself, regretting and resentful!
Only his expression became more and more numb and demented, and his complexion became worse and worse.

When the night turned cold, Song Wuji felt cold and hungry, dizzy and as if he was hallucinating, and he could smell the aroma of meat.

I forced my eyes open and saw a bonfire not far away. Seven or eight figures were gathered around a big pot, and it looked like they were cooking meat.

Instinct made him stumble towards it.

His body was staggering, he licked his lips, his mind was in a trance and the only thought in his mind was "eating meat".

Before I could get closer, I saw someone in the crowd turn around, his eyes glowing red! Like a jackal. He was clutching a large piece of stewed meat. His lips were glistening with moist oil, and steam was rising from the pot.

Song Wuji stopped and widened his eyes, wanting to see clearly what was in the pot.

When I saw it clearly, a chill suddenly rushed through my head, making me sober.

For a moment, a powerful will that burst out from nowhere made all the distracting thoughts in his mind disappear.

Song Wuji couldn't help but replay in his mind the images of the monsters he saw through the crack in the ancestral hall door, eating people wantonly!

The ferocious expression of the pig-headed demon emerged in my mind, and I thought of the screams of the villagers on the road of escape...

I thought of my father, mother, and grandfather... In a trance, the meat in the pot became the faces of familiar people from the past.

He walked forward angrily and kicked over the pot!

"Crazy!" Those people thought that another person came to eat meat, but they didn't expect that the pot would be overturned!
Such a good pot of meat was wasted!
He was so angry that he circled around Song Wuji and kicked him.

Song Wuji could only hold his head and endure the beating. The pain in his body made him sober for a short time.

He roared loudly: "I am a human, not an animal..."

"I am not an animal...I am a human being"

"I'm not a beast..."

"I am human!"

Such a loud noise attracted the attention of others.

These people couldn't stand the stares and walked away in shame.

Song Wuji then retreated, retreated into the corner, and repeated the sentence over and over again.

The aroma of the meat turned into a fishy and rancid smell, which made him feel nauseous and his cramped stomach growled even louder, and a sour feeling welled up in his throat.

Song Wuji looked up at the sky in despair, wanting to ask what the heaven was doing.

But I only see the stars in the sky as before, and the world is like a prison.

Gradually, everything became blurry, and the images of my grandma and grandpa appeared before my eyes.

"Ah! Grandpa!"

"Are you here to pick me up?"

"Oh! I'm not afraid anymore."

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"Brother, there's a 'good man' here. He's glowing white. But unfortunately, he's dying. When he's out of breath, the white light will dissipate."

"If they were alive and well, why would we get to eat them? I think the ones that are about to die, or those that have just died, are the best!"

"Our king only likes fresh food. This stale food is only for us. I think we should eat this good man ourselves, okay?"

"Yes, yes! That's what I was thinking, but I didn't expect my brother to bring it up first. I heard the king say that although there are so many poor people here, we can't eat them all, but the meat is bitter, and blanching it won't remove the bitterness. If we eat it, we will feel bitter in our hearts and minds."

"The wicked have a vicious heart. Eating them will not only be of no benefit, but will actually poison you!"

"Only good people and scholars can not only enjoy the delicious meat, but also improve their cultivation!"

[Human Skin Minions. Disaster Victims]

[Corpse Eaters. Disaster Victims]

When Song Wuji opened his eyes, he saw two sneaky people discussing eating people.

What’s even more terrifying is that the people they want to eat are themselves!
The two guys dragged Song Wuji outside.

Song Wuji wanted to struggle, but he had no strength at all. He only felt a strong sense of weakness, and at the same time, surging memories hit Song Wuji like a tide!
"It turns out I traveled through time!"

All that filled his mind were demons, hatred, and finally the sickening smell of meat.

(End of this chapter)