Chapter 1: Sect Leader Zhang Mo
My name is Zhang Mo, and I am a poor peasant for eight generations. Yesterday, when I was farming, I was drafted by the local sect.
After going up the mountain, I realized that the sect here was actually an evil sect.
What's more terrible is that I have only been here for one day, and they want me to be the head of the sect.
Fuck his god!
—— From the first chapter of "My Diary" by Zhang Moshen, the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth
Small Holy Mountain, Tianmo Sect.
The Hall of Demons, the meeting hall.
It is late autumn, and the mountain is full of red leaves. The autumn wind swept the remaining clouds away, leaving only a solemn and lonely scene.
In the hall, the tables and chairs were messy, and the tiles were all over the floor.
The walls were mottled, the ground was stained with blood, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood. It seemed that a fierce battle had taken place here not long ago.
The small meeting hall was about the size of a farmhouse.
Originally, Tianmo Sect was a small demon sect, which can be seen from the name of the sect.
The names of the big and serious sects are usually very low-key, such as the first demon sect in Xia country, Soul Sect, and the first righteous sect, Yuan Sect.
Sects like theirs, with names containing Heavenly Demon, Earthly Evil, Invincible, etc., are basically small sects.
As the saying goes, you call yourself what you lack.
The great Heavenly Demon Sect, to be honest, doesn't even have a master who has reached the Heavenly Demon Realm.
The entire sect has only three demon warriors who barely surpass the ordinary realm.
By the way, two ran away this morning, and now there is only one left.
The last remaining demon warrior, Zhao Can. At this moment, he stood beside Zhang Mo and forced him to sit on the sect master's chair.
The chair was wide and made of iron and stone. Whether it was comfortable to sit on it was another matter, but the key point was that it was cold on the buttocks.
Below, the remaining disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect stood sparsely on both sides.
Blind, lame, pig-like, neither male nor female, and looked like they were dying of kidney deficiency.
A bunch of crooked people, old, weak and sick.
Come to think of it, those who have a little bit of ability were either selected as elites and died on the way to charge. Or those who could escape early have left long ago. Those who are still here now can't be good people.
At first glance, it doesn't look like a demon sect at all, but clearly a place for disabled people to help. It's really sad to hear and shed tears.
"Quiet! Everyone, welcome the new leader to the throne, applause!"
Zhao Can shouted suddenly, and the sparse applause from the people around him was already very respectful.
There were more discussions.
"Hey, the new leader!"
"Wrong, the new unlucky guy."
"Who is so shameless to usurp the throne and become the leader at this time."
"Forget it, let him go, anyway, whoever goes up will die."
Everyone seemed to be asking where the new leader came from. Who is so desperate to be the leader at this time when being besieged by the righteous?
Listening to their discussions, Zhang Mo's eyes were shaking.
Yes, who doesn't know that the Tianmo Sect is in danger at this time? The Zhengdao Yuanmen organized a massive war to destroy demons, sweeping across the entire Xia Kingdom, vowing to eradicate all the demon sects in Xia.
Their small Tianmo Sect had been surrounded by the local Zhengdao Alliance ten days ago. The former sect leader, the Sheep Horn Demon King, was burned alive with the Thunder Fire and turned into a roasted whole lamb, and several elders were chopped into small dishes of various flavors. The elite of the entire Tianmo Sect were destroyed when they broke through the siege, and the real melon-cutting and vegetable-cutting was coming to the last moment.
At this juncture, the Tianmo Sect naturally fled and left, and the people were demoralized.
At this time, I don't know which bastard came up with a bad idea to capture a hapless boy as the sect leader.
That's right, this unlucky boy is Zhang Mo.
Zhang Mo, who was still planting and eating melons yesterday, became the sect leader inexplicably today.
His face was slightly gloomy, serious, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a well-proportioned figure, and a black robe, which showed his power without anger.
Zhang Mo felt that it was probably because he looked good that he was caught to do this kind of work.
Alas, being handsome will indeed be punished.
Not to mention, Zhang Mo, who changed into the clothes of the Demon Sect, looked like a sect leader at this time. At least from a distance, he looked majestic, but only when you got close did you know that Zhang Mo was actually shaking all over.
"Boy, calm down. You should be your sect leader and wait for the Righteous Alliance to besiege the mountain. Then we will blow up the mountain and escape in one fell swoop. You will have made a great contribution."
Zhao Can held Zhang Mo's shoulders tightly, smiled, and slowly said this vicious plan.
Zhang Mo whispered back, "Then do I still have a way to live?"
Zhao Can thought Zhang Mo told a very funny joke, patted Zhang Mo on the shoulder and said, "Death, you are definitely dead. But even if you die, I can guarantee that your parents and relatives are still alive. If you are not honest and do not cooperate, then they will all die."
Zhang Mo gritted his teeth and fell silent.
Zhao Can said loudly, "Everyone, stop arguing, listen to the order of the sect leader, and work! Block the mountaintop, and make a last stand!"
The old, weak, sick and disabled stood up and left with sighs.
From beginning to end, no one was willing to look at Zhang Mo even once.
Anyone with a clear mind knows that Zhang Mo is just a fool who was caught to take the blame.
His existence is to help others attract attention so that Zhao Can and others can find a way to leave this place.
As Zhao Can also left quickly, the door of the lobby slowly closed.
"Okay, let's lock this guy up here. When the Righteous Alliance comes, we'll blow up the entire hall and kill him and the Righteous Alliance together."
"Well, the Demon Fire Thunderbolt is ready, enough to blow up half of the mountain."
"The tunnel has also been dug, leading to the bamboo forest. We just need to wait for the Righteous Alliance to attack, and then we will leave without anyone noticing. Then the mountain will explode, the Small Holy Mountain will disappear, and the Righteous Alliance can only find the corpses we have prepared long ago."
"The Golden Cicada can only escape in this way."
"You two keep an eye on the gate, don't let that kid run away. His presence can at least help us attract 80% of attention. Haha, it's not that easy to be the leader of the Demon Sect."
A group of laughs rang out, and the three people outside didn't care whether Zhang Mo inside could hear it.
In fact, every word they said was clearly heard through the gate and into Zhang Mo's ears.
Although their plan was crude, it sounded like there was still a chance of success.
But Zhang Mo knew that he was definitely dead. Zhao Can and others would not even give him a chance to explain. As long as the people from the Righteous Alliance arrived here, the whole mountain would be blown up.
Zhang Mo clenched his fists.
He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die in such a cowardly way.
Damn it, he hasn't even married yet, God can't be so unfair to him.
He wants to live, no matter what, he wants to live.
Fuck God!