The queue of carriages outside slowly dwindled.

After a quarter of an hour of checking the corpses, and when no carriages came in, the total number of dead was 14,300.

There were old and young, young and middle-aged, women and children.

Fang Che put away his knife and stood on the steps of the square, his back turned to the corpses on the ground. His eyes looked into the void in the distance.

Don't know what he is thinking.

His face was stiff and gloomy.

It's getting late, and the smoke is rising.

These people lying on the ground should originally be sitting together at the dinner table as a family, enjoying family happiness at this time.

There should be wives working hard cooking, husbands resting after a busy day, grandparents coaxing grandchildren, old faces full of kindness, children mischievous, and full of childish milky sounds...

It should be like this!

They didn't offend anyone, they didn't hurt anyone.

He didn't do anything bad.

They live hard and look forward to the future.

Now, they are all lying here.

No one in the family is left, not even a bloodline is left!

And even the defenders don’t know the reason for this!

Fang Che looked into the distance and thought, these fourteen thousand people died, and the houses that originally belonged to them became empty and gradually dilapidated.

The dreams, the longings, the happiness... all turned into nothing!

As he was thinking about it, evil energy suddenly erupted all over his body.

He shouted like a mountain collapsing and the earth was shattering: "Kill!"

Everyone turned around in shock.

I saw Mr. Fang standing there, looking alone in front of him, but he was shouting like lightning and thunder: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

That kind of gnashing of teeth and hatred, that kind of murderous intention!

That is the grief and anger that goes straight to the sky!

Infected by the strong killing intent, everyone shouted in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Angry murderous intent arose, the wind whined in the sky, and the storm suddenly agitated.

Meng Hejun and Fan Tiantiao received the news at the same time.

"Only I teach the dream demon! This is the nightmare soul!"

"The dream demon is devouring people's true souls."

"Master Jiu has an order that all corpses must be burned immediately and cannot be left overnight. Otherwise, at midnight, the true spirit of the deceased will fly away and become the nourishment of the dream demon."

"When a plague order is issued to the people, the deceased will say that it is because of the plague. The matter of the dream demon will only go down to guarding the main hall."

"All personnel guarding the main hall are on life-or-death preparedness."

After the order came, everyone was shocked.

Incubus!

It turned out to be a dream demon that had not appeared for thousands of years.

Moreover, as for the "plague", everyone also understands that some things really cannot be known to the public. Once the incident of the Dream Demon is known to the public, I really don't know what kind of trouble will be caused.

People's hearts are unpredictable.

It is better to return it to natural disaster and get rid of it once and for all.

It's night.

Baiyunzhou burst into flames.

The bodies of more than 10,000 people were burned in the square.

There are countless incense candles all around.

Mr. Fang sent people out and almost emptied out the entire incense and candle store in Baiyun Continent!

Fire burst into the sky.

"Have a good journey. I wish you will go to a place where there is no solipsism. If you are still nostalgic for this world, then wait a few more years before coming back..."

Fang Che stood solemnly in front of the fire and recited silently: "...I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you, and I'm also sorry that we can't guarantee how long it will take for you to be reincarnated and come back in peace."

He faced the blazing flames and said loudly: "May you be born in a peaceful world in the next life!"

Countless guards felt their eyes burning and wished in unison: "May you be born in a peaceful world in the next life!"

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Until he returned to the guard hall, Fang Che still felt uneasy.

It feels like my chest is pressing against a huge boulder!

Fourteen thousand lives!

Fourteen thousand!

The entire square was covered. As far as the eye could see were corpses, all of which were people who were still alive before today!

"The deacons of the two halls are divided into two shifts. They are on duty in shifts and are ready to go out on missions at any time. The time is one day and one night. If it is not their turn to be on duty, go home and rest immediately. No extra points are allowed! In this battle against the Dream Demon, life and death cannot be guaranteed. Everyone.

You have to explain yourself when you get home!"

Mr. Fang looked at the more than 300 deacons under his command. Everyone's eyes were looking at him, and everyone stood straight.

They may usually be lazy, or they may want to enjoy peace, but when this boundless crisis comes and the shadow of the dream demon envelopes the whole city, everyone's eyes are the same angry, and no one flinches.

Fang Che looked solemnly at everyone's faces and said softly: "Brothers and sisters..."

He thought for a long time and wanted to say a few sensational words, but he looked at these people who seemed ordinary on weekdays, but now looked calm and prepared to face life and death...

In the end, Fang Che didn't say anything sensational, but said in a deep voice: "...Peace!"
Chapter completed!