I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

Chapter 205

Seeing that the 'delicious' food was about to be distributed, someone couldn't help but step forward with a pleading look: "Master Monk, I have important information. I wonder if I can exchange it for steamed buns?"

A meat mountain monk looked down and said, "Speak."

The man quickly said, "I saw a nasty demon hunter appear here, distributing pig food to everyone."

"where?"

"There it is, that's him..."

As the finger pointed and the Meat Mountain Monk stepped forward, the crowd instantly made way for the scene, watching the excitement with great joy and shouting a few words:

"I saw it too. It was that guy who wanted us to eat pig food."

"Kill him, kill him..."

"A blood-soaked bun made with Demon Hunter blood must be incredibly delicious. Maybe I can even become a esper."

It immediately aroused the response of the crowd, and their eyes were full of greed.

Chen Jiajun turned around and left without hesitation.

"Kid, where are you going?"

Although his body was like a meat mountain monk, he moved abnormally fast.

One chasing the other, two figures appeared in people's sight in an instant.

"He's just a demon hunter. He can't cause any trouble. Let's deliver this 'delicious food' to the king first."

"Ah."

Among the three meat-mountain monks on the high platform, one monk rewarded the informer with a steamed bun, one monk held the baby, and another monk took the camel's head and body, and began to return to the temple standing tall in the surrounding area.

……

On the other side, we arrived at a deserted place.

Chen Jiajun tied up the monk who was chasing him with chains and took out a white lantern. In addition to guiding the way, the white lantern also had the effect of bewitching the mind.

The monk shook his head and said, "My lord, why is it you?"

"Tell me, my king, what should I eat today?" Chen Jiajun said casually.

"Babies, Your Majesty, you always eat babies." The monk asked without hesitation.

"What about you? What are you eating?"

"The meat of the elderly you despise, like the hunchback we killed today, is not tender enough for you, Your Majesty, and it has been a long time since you have tasted it." The monk drooled as he spoke. "But it is our top delicacy."

"Tell me more, my king, what abilities do I have?" Chen Jiajun continued to ask.

"You are naturally a god with magical powers. You beat that guy from Spark City from a young man into an old man. Under your leadership, we will definitely be able to keep all the people in Spark City captive."

Meat Paste's eyes showed a hint of desire, "Then we will have countless humans to eat."

"What is my most powerful ability?"

"The strongest ability?"

The monk thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, your ability is naturally eating. The more you eat, the stronger you become."

"Then why not eat all the humans here?"

"Ah, didn't you say that, Your Majesty? We have to keep them in captivity and keep them giving birth to babies so that we can always have food."

The monk continued, "Your Majesty, you also said that humans once kept us in captivity. Now that the world has changed drastically, we must let them experience the feeling of being held in captivity in reverse."

A hint of joy crossed his fleshy face. "You said it was particularly interesting to watch these humans being fed by us and scrambling for food."

"It turns out to be a twisted pig demon!" Chen Jiajun understood.

"By the way, my king, why did you tie me up? Did I do something wrong?"

"See if I am still your king?" Chen Jiajun put away the white lantern.

"It's you, Demon Hunter!"

The meat mountain monk's eyes flashed with anger. "If you dare to kill me, the king will be able to sense it immediately and come to cut you into pieces."

……

Two days later, with the sound of the bell, it was time to give alms and eat.

Chen Jiajun killed the captured Meat Mountain Monk with one sword in a house outside the square.

From what I've learned here over the past two days, the western suburbs of Xinghuo City can be said to have become a completely weird breeding farm. The people here are all seriously polluted, and everyone is addicted to the blood-soaked food that is like spiritual opium.

Hopeless!

Then, he wouldn't have to worry about anything anymore.

Suddenly, a dull Buddhist voice came from the temple: "Who killed my monk?"

"The voice of the Buddha of Rewarding Food!"

The crowd in the square quickly lowered their heads and prostrated themselves on the ground.