"My Lord, the locust tree demon from Lanruo Temple sent me a note, wanting to visit tomorrow."
As soon as Jiang Lin opened his eyes, he heard someone talking in his ear.
He took a few moments to gather his thoughts and then looked at the person who had spoken.
He was tall and thin, with a pale face, dark and lifeless eyes, and lips as red as blood. It looked like a scene from a horror movie, and it was obvious that he was not a normal person.
Yes, “it” is not a person.
Jiang Lin himself is no longer the White Tiger King, but the Black Mountain Demon.
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The "person" who spoke did not wait for Jiang Lin's response, nor did he make any other moves. He just bowed his body and waited respectfully for Jiang Lin to recover.
This short period of time was enough for Jiang Lin to receive all the information.
The Black Mountain Old Demon is suspicious by nature. Even though he is the Lord of Black Mountain, he never uses demons or ghosts to serve him.
In such a huge Black Mountain, except for himself, all the others who can move are puppets created by him using magic.
The one in front of you is the same.
Jiang Lin reacted and took another look at the puppet, and couldn't help but feel disgusted with Heishan's taste.
Look at the painted face of this puppet, it’s scarier than a real ghost.
Looking at the Black Mountain Hall again, it is pitch black everywhere and surrounded by a cold wind.
It is no wonder that although Heishan stays in Heishan all year round and seldom goes out to cause trouble, the monsters outside always regard him as a big devil when they mention him.
"Locust tree demon?" Could it be the famous tree demon grandma
The plot comes so fast this time
He thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."
The puppet nodded respectfully, and a red light suddenly appeared on its body, and it flew towards somewhere southwest of Black Mountain.
This is the response to the locust tree demon.
After the puppet released the message, it froze in place without moving or making any sound.
…It looks even scarier.
These puppets without self-awareness will just wait quietly on the side without orders from their masters.
Jiang Lin was originally accustomed to the natural environment of Heishan, but after having spent hundreds of years in Baihu Ridge, a warm and bright place with birds singing and flowers blooming, he could no longer bear it.
He waved his hand to let the puppet go down and released Qingluo from the emerald space.
As soon as Qingluo came out, she looked at the dark and gloomy hall and frowned in disgust: "Dad, it's so dark here, it's not comfortable at all."
Jiang Lin patted her little head gently: "Well, Dad will find time to renovate this place."
He led Qingluo out of the hall. Looking from the outside, the hall looked even more eerie and terrifying, like a giant beast ready to devour someone, opening its bloody mouth and waiting for people to fall into its trap.
Jiang Lin frowned, not understanding why these monsters always liked to make the places where they lived so abnormal.
In this kind of environment, even if a monster with a normal mind lived there for hundreds or thousands of years, he would be suffocated and turned into a pervert, right
You may say that monsters like this style, but in the previous world, the monsters in Baihu Ridge were obviously happier living in beautiful houses.
The moonlight is very bright tonight, but Montenegro is too quiet.
There are no other monsters on the Black Mountain. Birds and beasts can instinctively sense the danger of this area and naturally stay away from it.
Jiang Lin walked to an open area and used magic to build a small tree house.
"Let's just rest here tonight." Jiang Lin said.
Qingluo of course had no objection. A green light flashed on her body and she turned into several green vines that wrapped around the tree house. The green branches and leaves were jade-colored, and they sparkled softly under the moonlight.
In fact, Jiang Lin could have done more, but even though he was now a monster, he still kept the schedule of working from sunrise to sunset and resting from sunset to sunrise. He really didn't want to build a house in the dark at night.
He took out a cushion from the space, sat cross-legged in the tree house and closed his eyes to rest.
The night passed uneventfully.
The locust tree demon said he would visit today, so naturally he would come in the evening.
Jiang Lin fulfilled his promise to Qingluo and built a small courtyard.
The small courtyard was very similar to the one he had in Baihuling in his previous life, with a clean bluestone floor and beautiful fence wall.
In the afternoon, Jiang Lin changed the appearance of all his puppets according to the puppet-controlling spells in the Black Mountain Old Demon's memory.
Before the end of the world, his family was considered wealthy and he had learned many hobbies, painting being one of them.
His painting skills were not that of a master, but it was not too difficult for him to draw a painting that captured both the spirit and the form.
The eerie puppets soon changed their appearances: there were twin little boys who looked exactly the same, with two small buns on their heads; there was a squirrel girl with ears and a big tail on her head; Jiang Lin even had a bad taste and drew a little blonde girl wearing a red hat.
Alas, Little Red Riding Hood, probably no one can understand this joke.
After asking these puppets to prepare some things for entertaining the guests, Jiang Lin began to sort out the plot of this world.
The protagonists of this A Chinese Ghost Story world are naturally the ghost girl Nie Xiaoqian and the human scholar Ning Caichen.
The villain is of course the locust tree monster.
Originally, the Black Mountain Demon had nothing to do with this.
But the bad thing is that the locust tree demon insisted on clinging to the Black Mountain Demon and used the beauty trap that has been used for thousands of years.
Coincidentally, the Black Mountain Old Demon, who had never been interested in women, actually fell in love with Nie Xiaoqian at first sight.
It turns out that no matter how powerful the monster that goes against the protagonist is, it will have a miserable ending.
The Black Mountain Old Demon was finally beaten to death by the Taoist master found by Ning Caichen, and he no longer had the chance to reincarnate.
The locust tree demon came to visit tonight, maybe to offer a beauty. Jiang Lin thought lazily, resting his chin on his hand.
Who cares? He is not interested in the emotional entanglement between the two protagonists anyway. Wouldn't it be better to use this time to improve his strength and practice the Nine Spirit Technique
However, his demon body is the essence of this huge Black Mountain, and his spiritual sense can easily sense any place in the Black Mountain.
He had just discovered that the Black Mountain was rich in spiritual energy and had many natural treasures, making it an extremely rare treasure land.
The constructive heart in Jiang Lin's blood began to beat wildly again: It would be such a waste to leave such a good place idle.
Although there is no one at the moment, won’t people come to my door at night
That night.
Clouds covered the moon, the sky and the earth were dark, a cold wind suddenly arose, and demons came out.
A dark red sedan was speeding through the forest, escorted by eight beautiful maids in white.
When they arrived at the border of Black Mountain, the sedan stopped and the elegant maid on the left said softly, "Grandma, we have arrived at Black Mountain."
"Hmm." A soft voice came from the sedan chair, and a bare hand painted with red nail polish stretched out from the curtain of the sedan chair.
Eight maids in white followed the woman in the dark robe and bowed respectfully towards the black mountain in front of them:
"The locust tree demon from Lanruo Temple pays homage to the Black Mountain King."