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It was unknown how many years Red Leaf Village had been under the mountains. Probably because it was so far away, it was able to evade the flames of war that had swept across the world decades ago. From start to end, the Red Leaf Village had never been affected by the flames of war. The village was short of a hundred households, and even the town closest to it needed to climb four hills to reach it. The roads were blocked, and the people in the world would only hear about it if some kid went to the town.

The largest house in the center of the village was merely the ancestral hall used to worship the deities. However, the people of the village could not understand which deity was being worshipped, and only the village head had the chance to enter the ancestral hall. This deity was different from other deities. The Five Immortals of the world, Hu Huang and Liu Hui, were undoubtedly all part of a large immortal hall, worshipped by the people of the world. However, the deity that was worshipped by Red Leaf Village did not like incense and only liked 'joss sticks'.

If the villagers wished for their children to become dragons and wind, then they would have to bring the children to the ancestral hall on the birthday of the immortal. The immortal would then take them away to be raised, and this kind of nonsense had been passed down for hundreds of years in the Red Leaf Village. As a result, there were less than a hundred families in the village.

A few decades ago, a monk went to the Red Leaf Village to ask for some water and coincidentally met the birthplace of that great deity. After finding out why, the old monk scolded the villagers for their ignorance, but was ignored by the great deity who brainwashed the villagers. The next day, when the villagers came, they saw a bird as tall as a person lying dead in the courtyard. The monk said that the one worshipped in the ancestral hall was not a deity, but a monster. After this incident, the villagers were in a panic, but the monk promised that he would kill the demon, so they left the village. Perhaps it was because the villagers had some misgivings and stopped worshiping the village for the next ten years, but after not worshiping the village, a disaster occurred. First, it was a flood that washed away the harvested crops, and soon after, everyone in the village contracted a strange disease … It never stopped for years. The entire Red Leaf Village believed that it was because of the anger of the Evil God. After pondering for a long time, they decided to restore the sacrificial offering in order to protect the peace of the village.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I have never heard of a deity who eats people!" After hearing about this, the old monk knew that the reason why the old monk had sent him away was not because of his heart, but because of the unreliable monk, but because the villagers had some enmity with the foreigners, so they drove themselves away. The old monk did not dare to imagine that if he did not return, there would be four fresh lives that would die in one night.

The old man said, "The villagers all know that he is a monster, but what can they do? "If we do not offer worship, where can we, a group of poor citizens, go?"

Wenye reached into his pocket, threw out a packet of small pieces of silver and said, "Your family is kind. Tonight, I will think of a way to sneak into the ancestral hall and bring you all back, then you can take this money to earn a living. Although there isn't much money, it's enough for you to live for a while." The old man wanted to say something, but he hesitated. "I am just a poor little road, killing demons and exterminating devils is not my ability. I am the one who is willing to help your family before doing anything. What does other people's lives have to do with me?"

Wen Ye stood up and walked out of the house. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. The trees around him were like ghosts baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

There were three oil lamps flickering in the hall, and no one was watching the door, or the villagers were familiar with the scene, so the only outsider was expelled during the day. As a result, the temple's door was not locked, and the tiptoeing literary industry pushed open the main door of the ancestral hall, two small heads quickly peeking out from the cradle. The two children were about the same size, but their carefree ages were used by the "Lord" to make peace in the village. Seeing that the cradle had been tied up with a rope, as if afraid that the two children would escape, Wen Ye did not hesitate to take down the oil lamp by the side and use a candle flame to burn the rope to break the rope. Only then did he lift the two children out of the cradle.

He held the oil lamp and looked at the ancestral hall for a long time. The densely packed clay statues of the monsters had human and animal heads, and the giant statue in the middle of the hall was completely different from the benevolent eyes of the normal immortals. It was a wild boar statue with its fangs bared, and even a boar's head.

Wen Ye originally wanted to smash this ancestral hall, but the purpose of this trip was not the same. She spat at the wild boar sculpture and walked towards the door with the two children in her arms. Suddenly, a strong wind blew outside the door, causing sand and rocks to fly everywhere. A wave of demonic Qi approached the ancestral hall from afar. Wen Ye was shocked. She watched as the two kids gritted their teeth and placed them under the altar, then used a rope to secure their bodies.

After he was done with all this, the demonic Qi neared the door. Wen Ye clenched her teeth and pulled out her peach wood sword. She viciously kicked the door of the ancestral hall. The black shadow that was about to push open the door staggered back a few steps and covered its nose as it cried out.

After running out of the ancestral hall, Wen Ye saw clearly what the monster looked like: a pair of big black wings, three toes in length, a long beak, just like a huge crow walking upright. The monster seemed to be scared when it saw Wen Ye, but after a while, it pointed at him and scolded, "Where did you get the cow's nose from? Don't you know this is your grandfather's territory?"

Wen Ye knew that he was no match for him, but he looked down at the crow and ridiculed: "You have a mouth and no face, a hairless black feathered duck. You want to go down the mountain after you shed half your hair? [Why do you have to bow to me? What kind of wild animal was Ping Shan, that had yet to shed its skin? Come here! Give your Dragon Tiger grandpa three kowtows obediently, maybe I can sprinkle a little salt in black chicken and white phoenix soup. to make you a delicious dish. "

It flapped its wings, causing a hurricane to rise in the courtyard. Seeing it swooping down, Wenye didn't even hesitate as he immediately turned around and ran towards the desolate mountain range.

However, how could a person who ran on the ground run across the sky? Fortunately, the literary industry was quite treacherous. When the raven was about to catch up with him, it turned around and tried to escape from the Blazing Flame Manor one or two times, as the raven avoided the burning talismans. However, it couldn't catch up with the green-gowned daoist robe in front of it.

However, the raven flying at the back seemed to have forgotten that taking the two children back to the mountain was the proper thing to do. Initially, Wen Ye wanted to give up on the pursuit of the raven and return to the ancestral hall to do the right thing, but he had already made up his mind with the woman. Even if the raven returned, the two children would be carried home and he could sneak away while the monster was still in the ancestral hall.

Seeing that Wen Ye's speed had slowed down, the crow was very frustrated in his heart. He actually ignored the incoming attack and didn't even bother about the Raging Flames Talisman that Wen Ye had thrown out.

The black feathered duck, who was so concerned with the lives of its victims, staggered and rolled a few times on the ground. When he turned his head back, the black feathered duck that swooped down on him was less than ten meters away.

He didn't even have a place to hide!

In the blink of an eye, it was already five meters away from Wen Ye, and he could even smell the rotten smell coming from its body. Taking a deep breath, Wen Ye suddenly swung out his left arm, and the moment his left fist made contact with Wen Ye's head, he sent Wen Ye flying ten meters away. Wen Ye was stupefied. Looking at his fist, he was filled with astonishment. The big crow had also turned cold. The bird's head and body spun in a circle. Even so, it was still alive!

The bird's eyes that were filled with fear expressed its panic at this moment. It opened its mouth and said: "Demonic power, a powerful demonic power! You are a demon! "

Wen Ye spat out a mouthful of saliva and struggled to get up from the ground and said fiercely: "Damn it, you are the demon, I am a strong person!"

"Impossible!" The crow screamed, its shrill voice causing Wen Ye to cover his ears in pain. "This is obviously demonic power!" You are not human, but a demon! "