The flames spread to the wood carvings. This enchanting atmosphere was derived from the fire. The dry firewood under the wood carvings made a crackling sound. The children's laughter penetrated into the hearts of every common people. They cut open their own flesh and blood and used knives to carve out the pieces.

The lungs were stained with a fishy stench, and the stiff body held these organs and walked forward with a cheerful expression, as if he was experiencing something extremely beautiful.

In the sculpture, a child stood up. He was only about ten years old. His whole body was covered in flames, deep red, as if covered with a layer of boiling blood, and there was a thick darkness inside.

The great witch Zhu, who was wearing a scarlet robe, raised his head. The front of his body and his entire face were extremely burnt, but he seemed not to feel any pain and was still performing the sacrificial ritual.

Yu Shuang put her right hand behind her back, stretched out her left hand, her big sleeve shook, and a magical short sword slipped out of it.

The straight back of the knife is three inches thick and only one foot seven inches long. The head of the knife is slightly curved. The scabbard is made of bones and the fur of some kind of beast, so there is a ring of white fluff on it.

"This is the fire boy. It appeared during the reign of Duke Xianggong of the Song Dynasty. It often appeared in the mountains and fields on the day of sacrifices. It is said that it appeared in Cao County of the Song Dynasty. It was the Cold Food Festival at that time and no fire was allowed. But there was a house in which

But suddenly a fire broke out, and then this young man walked out of it, holding the family's wood-cutting knife in his hand."

"The young man was bathed in fire and could only laugh, like the embodiment of resentment. The hatchet in his hand was burned by the fire and gradually changed its shape. There was a record at that time, 'Fire wrapped around the knife, like cloth of silk, and when you see evil, gold rolls down',"

The fire boy killed people without any intention, and Cao County turned into a sea of ​​fire in one day. After Cao County was destroyed, the fire boy disappeared without a trace."

"Whenever monsters happen, they must be the result of the weirdness of the world being contaminated by ordinary things. There is yin and yang in the world. According to the Yin and Yang family, things must be reversed when they reach their extremes. The appearance of monsters is caused by the materialization of the dark side of people's hearts."

The short sword in Yu Shuang's hand was unsheathed, and Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the people around him. At this time, they all turned their heads. Half of their bodies were obviously not contaminated by sparks, but they all gradually showed a charred appearance.

The sound of flesh and blood bursting is definitely unpleasant, accompanied by a rotten smell and a burning smell.

"So, how to deal with him?"

Cheng Zhiyuan: "I haven't read these ancient books on monsters, but you seem to know how to deal with them."

Yu Shuang shook her head: "Later, the second time Huotongzi appeared was in Xiao County. At that time, a man in black appeared and gave instructions to the county's Wei Shi. He asked him to grab a handful of ashes from the City God's Temple and smear it on his body. Sure enough,

Avoid the invasion of those flames, bully him and take away his knife, and he will turn into smoke and disperse, because all the resentment and resentment in his heart are concentrated on the knife. Without the knife, it is like resentment without the container.

"

"However, the county captain's palms were also burned by molten iron, leaving only black bones."

"This demonic atmosphere is only the first level of the haunted realm. The haunted realm of the fire boy is reflected in the 'Sea of ​​Fire'. People are roasted by the scorching heat. It is almost impossible to break out of this evil fantasy world. As the temperature increases,

, everything will be curled up, even if they are not killed by the demon, anyone who is involved in this haunted realm will eventually be burned alive."

Cheng Zhiyuan understood what he meant by shaking his head: "I have no way to find the incense ashes from the Chenghuang Temple now."

After he finished speaking, the blood-washing sword on his waist spontaneously came out of its sheath, but the weapon did not move.

Yu Shuang saw this scene and asked doubtfully: "Are you still holding back at this time?"

Cheng Zhiyuan hummed, and Yu Shuang was even more puzzled. But then, Cheng Zhiyuan said: "My other sword is one that attracts the wind."

"Feng...Wow, are you so stupid!"

When Xiao Qijian heard these words of disappointment, he immediately buzzed, but was immediately held down by Cheng Zhiyuan. At this time, the evil wind was tantamount to seeking death. The wind helped the fire, and the fire fought with the power of the wind. Therefore, in this battle, the opponent was extremely capable of defeating him.

"I don't quite understand that there is such a powerful monster in a place where the saint's power can be extended!"

Cheng Zhiyuan changed the subject: "From what you said, this fire boy is not some bastard."

Yu Shuang: "Of course he's not a bastard. This guy is a rare monster that can grow. So far, his transformation has been confirmed by the world, and there are three records."

"You can think of him as a person...a person who kills and eats people, and is clothed in fiery sackcloth. His growth and changes are similar to ours."

"If you want to kill him, you must not let him escape. Otherwise, wait ten years and you will know how terrible he is!"

"The Fire Sword Boy is just the first change of the Fire Boy. The Fire Boy has appeared three times. Including this time, there are four times, twice in the Song Dynasty and once in the Sui Kingdom."

Just as the words were falling, the two men had already begun to break out. The surrounding flames spread, and all the burned land became scorched. There were also billows of molten iron flowing over it. The surrounding flames covered the sky and the sun. The people stood in the sea of ​​fire.

He was motionless, with his eyes open and his mouth bent, with a peaceful yet terrifying expression.

"Dedicate your hearts, lungs, and organs to welcome the arrival of the ancestor god Zhu Rong!"

Dawu Zhu's voice was dry and hoarse, as if someone poured hot copper juice into his throat. His vocal cords gradually deformed, and his skin began to curl, cracking and warping inch by inch, and his bright red flesh was like soil.

The loneliness and moisture underneath soon became the same as the surface, with dense cracks.

The blood seeped out and was vaporized in an instant. These wizards used to be good at playing with fire, but now they all died under the flames. They were manipulated by the monsters derived from the things they were most familiar with, and became puppets. Their skins also served as slaves.

The wizards who had not been manipulated were even more innocent and frightened. When one wizard had his heart and lungs cut out, the few wizards behind who were still conscious almost fainted from fear.

They struggled, but still could not change the fact that they were slaughtered as livestock. The people in the flames were finally roasted into scorched corpses by the scorching heat. These scorched corpses grinned and held sharp tools with molten iron and flames in their hands, whether they were hoes or hoes.

Sickles, short swords, and long needles can all be used as weapons for their attacks.

"It's so miserable that the cuckoo cries for blood."

"His hair is dripping with blood, his eyes are like blood, and his breath is making clouds and angering the world."

The black demon sword shattered those weapons in the blink of an eye. The heads and bodies of these charred corpses were completely separated in an instant. Those headless corpses were shocked by the sword and fell to the ground. Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes opened up, facing the blazing flames.

He rushed over.

Blood birds flapped their wings all around, and Cheng Zhiyuan's figure was like a scarlet thunder. On the high sacrificial platform, the great wizard Zhu turned around, and the wizards around him came forward. Before they could reach out to stop Cheng Zhiyuan, they were killed with a sword.

kill!

The scarlet blood thunder struck straight ahead, but Da Wu Zhu's body was like a high wall. The blood thunder hit him with clouds and clouds, and the billowing smoke and thunder exploded, but his charred body remained solid and motionless.

The child in the flames of the altar laughed louder and louder. The baby was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Cheng Zhiyuan believed that he was absolutely right. In this little time, the boy had grown at least three to five inches taller.

Fierce fire spreads across the sky and illuminates the sea of ​​clouds, reflecting in front of people.

.........

"Fire boy, a demon type, carries a one-foot-five-inch sword, or holds a three-pole black flag, or has red wings. He is born in the fire. He appears when he encounters resentment. He is accompanied by the flow of evil metal. When he walks in the mud, he becomes dry, and when he encounters stones, he becomes dry.

If it melts, there will be great disaster."
Chapter completed!