Da Zaojun

Chapter 9 Supplementary Bai Ze Monster Picture
Song Wuji had just finished refining the second wisp of demonic energy when he faced the process of being swallowed by the tiger demon again. Although he had had this experience once, he was still quite scared.

Perhaps it was because it was "eaten" too quickly, and the perspective to observe the tiger monster's movements was limited, so it was killed before it could react.

Song Wuji didn't understand anything this time.

There is no progress bar for this comprehension, but there are so many ghosts outside the city. When it comes to daytime, the ghosts' movements are restricted, so it should not be difficult to collect some original demonic energy.

This time, my Qi didn't increase, but my Spirit increased by 0.1. I don't know if it was because I faced the tiger illusion and it trained me, or what.

It was almost dawn, and at three quarters past three in the morning, someone on the city gate began shouting loudly.

"The county magistrate has ordered that the city lockdown will end at noon today. Anyone wishing to enter the city must be verified. Once inside, they are not allowed to wander around and must be quarantined at the county infirmary for three days to prevent disease."

"Those wishing to enter the city must register their names at the soup kitchen. Those who can read will be given priority, as will military households and those with special skills. Avoid crowding or colliding! Anyone who commits an offense will be killed on the spot!"

"Those who cannot enter the city need not panic. Anyone who stirs up trouble will be killed! Those who instigate will be punished as well! Soup distribution will be provided at the charity stalls once daily at dawn, and once at dawn and once at dusk, until all is distributed. In addition, a number of menial tasks will be assigned daily. Those who complete these tasks will receive one liter of food ration."

The people on the city wall kept shouting this sentence over and over again. When one person got tired, another would take over. They kept shouting from 5:15 pm to 3:15 pm.

The news of Kaesong spread quickly, and all the victims were eagerly waiting, hoping that the officials would take charge of the people.

And those ghosts who were eager to enter the city were even more excited. Normally, when it was daytime, they would look very listless even if they had a skin as a disguise, but now they became active one by one.

Especially the "civil servants" and "military servants" who were under Song Wuji's close observation, their eyes lit up when they heard "those who can read and write will be given priority" and "military households will be given priority".

Even when the people were emotionally agitated and rioting, they were the ones who stood up and took the initiative to maintain order.

"Everyone, don't panic. Our superiors are kind enough to let us into the city. We will organize ourselves and arrange our places to enter the city!"

Suddenly, everyone fell silent and listened to what he said.

"The county magistrate opened the city gates to defend against demons and recruit civilians, perhaps even soldiers. Therefore, young men, please come and register with me first."

"Who else knows words, writing?"

A young man with a dirty face raised his hand: "I can do it! I went to a private school for three years and worked as a clerk in a grain store for two years. I know arithmetic."

"Okay, you will be responsible for registering those who possess a skill. This skill includes literacy, carpentry, stonemasonry, blacksmithing... perhaps it will be useful when repairing the city walls or building fortifications."

"As for the rest of the people, try to let children and the elderly enter the city first."

After hearing this, Song Wuji thought to himself: This accomplice is a genius, he can take care of everything.

But although many of the disaster victims had strange expressions on their faces, no one stood up to oppose it.

Then Mr. Sun immediately built a temporary platform at the city gate and got paper, ink, brush and inkstone from somewhere.

In an instant, those "gangs" that had originally gathered together with a little food collapsed in an instant and no longer had any advantages.

All the people still believed that "going into the city" was the best, as there would be no danger and they could have enough food to eat.

But Song Wuji clearly saw that many of those who went to register were accomplices.

He was filled with doubt and uncertainty: "I wonder if there is any way to identify them in the city? If I enter the city, I will definitely remind them." In order to gain power, in addition to hunting down monsters and ghosts, he also had to complete the awakening ceremony of "Nine-Rank Heavenly Kitchen Handyman". For these three rituals, he had to find a special restaurant kitchen system to learn. It would be difficult to figure out the tricks by practicing on his own.

Moreover, "Fire Deity Stove Pattern" is an auxiliary destiny. It needs to be developed in the early stage before it can exert its strength in the later stage. A relatively stable environment is what Song Wuji wants.

At least you can take good care of your body and restore your energy and spirit to the level of a normal person, or even find a martial arts school to learn some external skills.

So, although he knew that the person in front of him was a criminal, Song Wuji still went to register in order to enter the city.

Whether he is young and strong, or can read and count, Song Wuji meets all the requirements.

Song Wuji's family background was not too bad. He was considered a rich farmer. He also studied in a private school for three years. He originally planned to go to the county town or the provincial capital to find a job after he finished his studies.

Most people in the countryside study not for the imperial examinations, but to make a better living.

When it was Song Wuji's turn, the scholar Sun Xiucai looked up and his eyes lit up when he saw him. It was not because Song Wuji was handsome, but after all, he had been hungry for several days and was a refugee from the disaster. Only last night, he relied on his magical power to "take food" and gnaw two pounds of wood to fill his stomach.

But from the perspective of a demon or ghost, a faint white light was emitted from Song Wuji's body, which was the real reason for his "bright eyes".

Just like the human skin minions and corpse-eating minions said, Song Wuji is a "good man" with a white light emanating from his body!
The tiger demon loved to eat good people the most. He even ordered his minions to lead good people to other places to eat them.

Sun Xiucai sighed and said softly, "Name, place of origin, age, and what do you know?"

Seeing him sigh, Song Wuji was a little surprised and said, "Song Wuji, originally from Songjia Village, Yezhupo. I'm 16 years old this year. I can read but not write very well. I can do arithmetic."

"Then I ask you a question. There are chickens and rabbits in a cage. There are thirty-five chickens and rabbits on top and ninety-four legs on the bottom. How many chickens and rabbits are there?"

Song Wuji thought for a moment and replied directly: "12 rabbits and 23 chickens."

After all, you have gone through nine years of compulsory education. If you can't even answer the question about chickens and rabbits in the same cage, it can basically be said that you are just playing while going to school.

Sun Xiucai nodded and asked, "There's also a demonic disaster at Wild Boar Hill, right? Do you know what kind of demon it is?"

"Pig demon." Song Wuji recalled and acted frightened, but he didn't know if his acting was realistic.

"Tell me carefully."

Song Wuji saw that there was an extra book in his hand, on which was written "Supplementary Illustrations of Bai Ze Monsters".

After turning a few pages, I saw a picture of a wild boar, with the words "Wild Boar Hill" written next to it.

This Wenchan is collecting information about monsters.

Song Wuji's mind raced, and he thought to himself: Could it be that this tiger demon, as the king of beasts, wants to rule over other demons?
"That pig demon initially transformed into the appearance of our village butcher Zhang. Its appearance and behavior were exactly like a butcher's. He killed people just like a butcher would kill pigs... When I escaped, he was still running a meat market at Wild Boar Hill. That day, I was imprisoned in the ancestral hall, and through the crack in the door, I saw many demons... buying meat..."

Wen Chan seemed to be thinking about something, and picked up his pen to write a few words.

"Wait over there. Once the city gate opens, I'll take you and the others to meet the officials. Whether you can enter the city depends on your luck."

(End of this chapter)