Exorcism

The paper talisman thrown into the fire by Mu Xingqiu refused to give up. It jumped up and down with flames, making a crackling sound. Sparks flew everywhere, and the monkeys on the ground tried to avoid it.

Yin Buchen reached into the fire, grabbed the burning paper talisman, and rubbed it with his hands a few times. The paper talisman turned into smoke and disappeared, attracting the admiration of the monkey.

This little magic spell couldn't scare him. Yin Buchen was annoyed that he didn't see through it before and asked Dao Zun to deal with it himself. "Well, King Huaibi, you are indeed insidious and shameless. It turns out that eating fish and chatting are just cover."

Before Mu Lie could figure out the situation, he asked in surprise: "What's wrong? Where did the talisman come from?"

King Huaibi looked at the fire without saying a word, with no trace of shame on his face. Yin Buchen pointed at him and said, "He was ordered to kill this officer! He was the one who cast the paper talisman."

King Huaibi said calmly: "He must die."

The officer showed no surprise and repeated, "I must die."

"It seems that you two are really possessed." Yin Buchen looked at Mu Xingqiu to see how he would solve it.

Mu Xingqiu asked the officer, "What's your name? Where are you from?"

The officer was slightly surprised, and after thinking for a while, he said, "My name is Lu Shihui, and I am from the Talang country."

"Ha, you must be the tenth among many brothers." Yin Buchen guessed.

"It's the Shihui of 'picking up people's teeth'. It has nothing to do with ranking. I am the eldest, with one younger brother and three younger sisters."

"Hui Hui? Why did you, a soldier, choose such a name? And the meaning is not good. It should be called 'Sheng Hui' or 'Wisdom'."

"The gentleman who named me said that there is only one person with great wisdom in the world. If ordinary people can pick up the wisdom of the wise, it is considered as progress. I am an ordinary person, so..."

"Hey, you have no ambition." Yin Buchen glanced at Mu Xingqiu again. Seeing that he had no intention of speaking, he turned to King Huaibi and asked, "This is the veteran you brought from Talang Country. Why did you kill him with your own hands?" Kill him? Is this worthy of the elders in my hometown?"

King Huaibi was silent, and Lu Shihui said: "It has nothing to do with Your Highness, it is my own fault. I did not fight to the death when the mission was blocked, but survived. This is unfair to other soldiers.

"I'm possessed, I'm really possessed." Yin Buchen shook his head repeatedly, and more than forty monkeys also shook their heads. "No need to ask, if you can't kill the officer, you will be executed by the emperor when you return, right?"

King Huaibi nodded.

"In the end, you all have to die." Yin Buchen pointed to the wooden piles standing on the pier, "I know what you are doing. This is the blood sacrifice formation of the demon clan. After all the pillars are arranged, various kinds of things will be hung on them. Plant a demon weapon or magic weapon, and then sacrifice it with the blood of a living person. A pillar requires at least one person. What do you mean, you need to build 10,000 pillars, right? You learned this from fighting the demon clan in the land of demons? The methods of the demon clan."

"There are five magic formations in total, one each in the southeast, northwest, and each with different numbers. The total number is 90,000." King Huaibi remained calm.

Yin Buchen took a breath, "How many of you are there in total?"

"After setting up the formation, there are probably more than 7,000 people left."

Yin Buchen said to Mu Xingqiu: "This is clearly the demon blood formation laid by the giant demon king Qi Wushang, but the demon blood has been replaced by human blood. The blood formation of the giant demon king is not fully formed. The human emperor wants to inherit it." What’s his legacy?”

"What else can we do?" King Huaibi suddenly raised his head, fire reflected in his eyes. He had asked Mu Xingqiu for help, but he had not seen any movement for several days. He began to be disappointed, "We are mortals, we can only know a little bit. Besides your own life, what else can you use to fight against a powerful enemy like a god? You said, "As long as there is a heart that can bear it, all living beings are not completely possessed by the devil." But where is this heart? You? Even if you haven't lost your memory, you are not Kun Chaos opponent. Ha, my obsession is deeper than others. I know that the future is hopeless. I know that everything I am doing is meaningless. I knew that the afterlife of the ancient gods did not exist at all, but I still followed Cihuang to the edge of the cliff. When he said to jump, I jumped.

King Huaibi turned his eyes to Yin Buchen, not even interested in judging, and then looked at Mu Lie, "Is it him? An innocent human youth, alone to challenge the ruler of the world, if you ask me, he This is self-deception. He knows very well that he will definitely lose, and he will not even have a chance to see the enemy, but he pretends that he knows nothing and that his life is still valuable. This is also a kind of obsession, innocence, ignorance, and evil. Stupid, who can tell the difference?"

Mu Lie's face became redder and redder, but he did not argue.

"You are General Mu, with a reputation for both destruction and salvation." King Huaibi's gaze returned to Mu Xingqiu, and the fire in his eyes burst out with strong enthusiasm, "Can you still create a miracle this time? We still have hope. ? Even a little hope."

"I can't promise the miracle you expect." Mu Xingqiu looked across the Jie River, where a paper bird was flying in the air and staring at it.

"Then we have no other choice." The enthusiasm in King Huaibi's eyes dimmed, "We will die here, looking for hope in the impossible. Maybe there really are ancient gods and an afterlife."

King Huaibi took out the three statues from his arms, rubbed them gently, and murmured words to repent for the unbelief he had just revealed.

Mu Xingqiu summoned the sword washing pool, which Qin Lingshuang asked Yin Buchen to bring to him.

The Sword Washing Pond is a stone basin of any size with a little water in it. Like the Patriarch Tower, it is also contaminated by Kun Chaos spells, but it does not affect its normal use.

Mu Xingqiu tapped lightly on the outer edge of the stone basin. The sound was monotonous at first, and slowly turned into a soft hum. After a while, it vaguely sounded like a woman chanting sutras. From this moment on, Huai King Bi stopped reciting and concentrated on the sound of the sword washing pool. Officer Lu Shihui also stood up and listened.

For a moment, no one spoke around the bonfire. Yin Buchen looked towards Duanliu City and knew that this was the chanting sound made by Qin Lingshuang. Chanting is a powerful magic that is a separate subject in the Taoism. Qin Lingshuang has never learned it. It's a lot, but it's enough to cheer up a depressed and hopeless heart.

Even Mu Xingqiu was immersed in the sound, but he still gently tapped the sword-washing pool to spread the chanting sound farther. The paper bird on the other side disappeared, and a gust of wind seemed to be whistling through the military camp.

After nearly two quarters of an hour, the sound of chanting disappeared.

Mu Lie suddenly knelt on the ground and smashed his fists into the snow. His whole body was shaking and seemed to be sobbing, "We must...do something...even if we die..."

Officer Lu Shihui lay down again and took a deep breath, "Another world, the world after death..."

Yin Buchen was also moved by the sound of chanting. He signaled the monkeys to come closer and brushed their furry heads with his hands, "Actually, I have been possessed by the devil for a long time. From the day my father gave me to Lao Jun as a gift, Since then, I have been obsessed with it. This is not the real me. I am the son of King Jiao. I have dreams and friends, but they are gone, all gone..."

Yin Buchen was trembling more obviously than Mu Lie. The monkeys leaned closer to him, and those who couldn't squeeze in stretched out their hands to him.

King Huaibi changed the least, but his expression became calmer, "Kun Chaos is more powerful than this world can bear. Even if there is one person, such as General Mu, who can really defeat Kun Chaos, so what? You are more powerful than him. The bigger it is, the stronger its oppression of this world will naturally be.”

"Hey, don't you even believe in Dao Zun?" Yin Buchen pushed away the monkeys around him. His emotion ended here. A chant could not remove the "demon thoughts" in his heart, but he still Now Yin Buchen seizes every opportunity to cling to the branches of the strong.

King Huaibi smiled slightly and placed the ancient statue on his heart, "Of course I believe it. I have believed in my father, I have believed in the half-demon, I have believed in the Ci Emperor, I have believed in the Taoist Patriarch... I will continue to believe. In addition to believing, I Is there any other choice? I just pointed out a fact: the power of emperors comes from mortals, and the more powerful they are, the more dependent they are on their subjects; similarly, the power of Taoism comes from Taoist priests, and the two are inseparable; Kun Chaos does not rely on anyone, He is self-consummated and is the most perfect Taoist priest. He is like a great general imagined by mortals. He can defeat thousands of enemy troops by rushing into the battlefield. Such a general does not exist, but if he really existed, he would What do you want the soldiers to do? What do you want the emperor to do? What do you want the people to do?”

The influence of the chanting on King Huaibi also disappeared, and he fell into extreme darkness again, with no hope at all. "General Mu doesn't need food much, does he? Clothes can be transformed, and cultivation is your own business. At most, you need some elixirs, and you can pick them yourself. As for the magic weapons, Taoism has accumulated too much over the past hundreds of thousands of years, so you probably don’t need the gold, silver, copper, iron and other items contributed by mortals, right? Look, you haven’t defeated Kun Chaos yet? , it has nothing to do with mortals.”

"You have really wronged Dao Zun." Yin Buchen stepped forward. Since Dao Zun was unwilling to speak, he had to take on the responsibility of arguing with words. This was much safer than charging into battle, and it suited his wishes, "You You will never find another strong man who is as close to mortals as Dao Zun. He was like this before, and he is still like this now. He let Mu Lie go and allowed the Holy Talisman Army to be stationed. You have to know that he can defeat you all by himself. The entire army. As far as I know, Dao Zun has been walking among the mortals in Jiangnan for the past two years, and he has a deep relationship."

King Huaibi smiled softly, "So the difference between General Mu and Kun Chao is just a thought: one wants to get close to mortals, and the other doesn't. Those who are close will not become stronger, and those who are not close will not become weaker."

Yin Buchen frowned and thought for a while, but he couldn't argue. He said to Mu Xingqiu: "Taoist Master, King Huaibi has been deeply possessed by the devil. Please allow me to kill him. It is useless to keep him anyway. At least he will not die." It destroys morale.”

Officer Lu Shihui said: "Please kill me together. If you delay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be qualified to enter the world of the ancient gods."

The human heart is also a battlefield. Mu Xingqiu and Qin Lingshuang had their first confrontation with Kun Chaos on this battlefield. It was the two of them who were defeated. Although it was not a complete defeat, it still showed a huge gap in strength.

"Okay." Mu Xingqiu agreed, but did not let Yin Buchen do it. Instead, he cast the spell himself and pointed at both of them. Lu Shihui closed his eyes and King Huaibi fell softly.

Mu Lie was taken aback, but Yin Buchen sighed secretly.

"You should have almost mastered the method of refining beasts. Contact the Spirit King of Zifeng Mountain and ask her to come to Duanliu City." Mu Xingqiu felt extremely confident, thinking that the fire he had been looking for for a long time was with Yang Qingyin. , "I want to retrieve my own memory, not hearsay and rumors, but my most real memory."