Exorcism

Mu Xingqiu stopped practicing boxing and looked at this Mu in surprise: the young demon who had always fought, practiced, and boxed at the same time as him was, for the first time, more interested in outsiders than in him, and was surrounding Fangfang. Flying, the distance is only more than one foot.

Fangfang didn't realize anything, but guessed that something was wrong through Mu Xingqiu's expression, "What's wrong?"

"It...it's moving around you, like it's still sniffing you."

"Has this kind of thing never happened before?" Although Fangfang couldn't see the young demon, she still looked around and straightened her body, feeling a little at a loss.

"Zuo Liuying has been staring at You Mo and me every seven days for more than three years. You Mo's eyes have never glanced at him. This is the first time you have met... It's really strange. If Zuo Liuying knew... Never let him know, Fangfang, don’t tell anyone.”

Fangfang gradually felt as if there was a very slight wind blowing around her, and her mood became more and more joyful. "Why? The first one has studied real illusions for many years, so he must know what is going on."

"Forbidden Secret Department... Zuo Liuying is a lunatic. He might tear you apart or use you as bait. When the time comes..."

"Then I will be able to accept the observation of the leader with you." Fangfang said this casually, and then stretched out her arms to feel the breeze surrounding her.

The young demon stopped and stretched out an arm. When fighting Mu Xingqiu, his fingers as hard as a thin iron rod touched the fingers of the human opposite him. At the same time, he kept clicking in his mouth.

Fangfang still couldn't see anything, but her body trembled slightly. Whisper, "Is it touching me?"

Mu Xingqiu nodded, even more surprised.

"That's weird." Fangfang's voice was even lower. It seems that he is afraid of disturbing this young devil. She closed her eyes and stretched her arms in the air without moving.

She maintained this posture for nearly an hour, and the young demon opposite her imitated her behavior from beginning to end. Mu Xingqiu, who was a little further away, did not move, and his eyes gradually changed from surprise to soft joy.

With a pop, the young demon disappeared.

Fangfang opened her eyes, feeling lost, and looked up at the stars for a while. After a while, he said: "It said a lot of things to me, but I couldn't understand a word."

"Can you hear it?"

"It is not what the ears hear,

It's here. Fangfang pointed to her head, "I don't think it has any malice. Its voice... is particularly gentle." "

"I knew that it was originally looking for you when it was standing in the Patriarch's Tower. I got the inheritance of mind and heart because of your appearance. It was a mistake for it to live in my body."

Fangfang did not come to such a conclusion, "No, I saw you fighting with the young demon at Yangshen Peak. I didn't know it existed at that time, and it didn't show any interest in me."

Looking back. There was indeed one time when Mu Xingqiu was trying to hide the young demon, so he did not tell Fangfang the truth. "That's strange, why after a few years. It seems to suddenly become very familiar with you."

The speed of the hard shell slowed down, and Fangfang cast a spell on the whip again. Sitting on the edge, looking down at the calm sea water, what she saw was still the stars and moon in the sky, and her own face.

Interestingly, practitioners always have to train themselves not to care too much about their appearance, but their appearance will become more and more refined. Nineteen years old is a very old age for mortal women. Most of them are already married and have children, and are living a completely different life. For a Taoist priest, this is the beginning of a long journey. Fangfang walked a little faster. , but that’s all.

She turned her head slightly, with Mu Xingqiu's all-too-familiar smile on her face, "Young Mo looks so much like you."

Mu Xingqiu was stunned. He looked nothing like the young demon. It was a light blue, dead stake-like thing. It didn't even look like a human being, let alone him.

Suddenly he understood what Fangfang meant.

According to Zuo Liuying's guess, the young demon was probably created by the power of thoughts, and it is related to the five-character spell left by Mei Chuanan. It usually lives in his own "heart", and it must understand all the thoughts of its owner. When he was angry, confused, and violent, it was the same, so the two sides fought back and forth; later, in front of Shen Zhun, both sides faced the enemy together; and later they practiced boxing and learned spells together.

Fangfang was right. You Mo was so similar to him that he even knew the deepest emotions in his heart.

He likes Fangfang. In Yangshen Peak, this love is not strong enough to overwhelm everything else, so the young devil can't feel it. Now, it feels it, so it needs to be watched carefully.

The little devil doesn't know how to hide its sincerity and shows it outright as soon as they meet, but the other party can't understand a word it says.

"Sit here." Fangfang patted the place next to herself.

Mu Xingqiu walked over and hesitated for a while before sitting down.

Both of them were sitting in the standard posture of Pangshan Taoist priests, with their knees together and kneeling on their calves, looking at the whip swaying rapidly in the sea water, as well as the stars and moon in the sky and their reflections.

No one spoke for a long time. They were neither thinking nor watching the scenery. They just felt that there was no need to speak. Sitting quietly was the way of conversation they most desired.

"Can the people from Yelin Town still be found?" Fangfang asked suddenly.

"Yes." Mu Xingqiu said firmly, not surprised at all, as if the two of them had been talking silently and just spoke up at this point.

"How long can they survive if they don't know how to practice?"

Fangfang's expression was slightly gloomy. Mu Xingqiu looked at her reflection in the sea water and said, "Are you thinking about Mr. Qin?"

Fangfang bit her lip, "I ran away. If my father were still alive, he would definitely be very angry, sad, and ashamed."

The thin and majestic image of Mr. Qin appeared in Mu Xingqiu's mind. Indeed, Mr. Qin was a man of great dignity. His daughter's escape from the wedding in public on the wedding day must have been a major blow to him.

"Mr. Qin now is just glad that you escaped from Yelin Town early." Mu Xingqiu comforted him, unable to think of anything else to say.

"Maybe." Fangfang lowered her head, "I thought there would always be a chance to ask for father's forgiveness."

Mu Xingqiu didn't respond. Fangfang wasn't complaining about his original rescue, she was just talking about a knot in her heart. For a practitioner, this was a difficult decision, and his listening was more effective than comforting her.

"If all the people in Yelin Town...are dead, or if Yelin Town is still there and my father dies of illness, his last impression of me will be to run away against his will." Fangfang continued, she did not want to do it at this time. She revealed her true feelings, but Youmo changed her mind, "My father wholeheartedly wants to train me to be a knowledgeable person."

Fangfang told many past events, and the father she described was completely different from the stern man in Mu Xingqiu's impression. He would spend the whole day playing games with his daughter, and even make faces to make her laugh.

When Fangfang calmed down, Mu Xingqiu had doubts, "Mr. Qin loves you so much, why...why did he marry you to the Shen family? Everyone knows that the boss of the Shen family is a fool."

Fangfang seemed to be in a much better mood, "My father can tell fortunes..."

"Mr. Qin can tell fortunes? People in this town always hire people from Big and Little Erbao."

"My father learned it by himself and never let outsiders calculate it, but he always calculated it for me. He said that I should be destined to have a disaster. He also said that I was destined to be a tough person. In the future, I would be a master of husband and son. I must marry someone like Mr. Shen. Then he always said that he wouldn’t live for a few more years and didn’t want me to have enough food and clothing.”

Mu Xingqiu's eyes widened and he said angrily, "How can any father curse his daughter like this?"

"My father has become pessimistic since he got sick, and his calculations about fate have become more and more terrifying. This was not his intention. He wanted me to be happy all my life."

Although he was beaten when he was a child, Mu Xingqiu still respects Mr. Qin very much, but Fangfang said about Mr. Qin with many faces, "If you don't like to hear it, Mr. Qin would be better off telling less fortunes and teaching more."

Fangfang laughed out loud, "My father has always been proud of being able to tell fortunes. He said that it was a miraculous way of predicting yin and yang, and teaching was just a way to support the family."

Mu Xingqiu curled his lips and became more and more disapproving of Mr. Qin, but he didn't want to touch the pain in Fangfang's heart. He thought for a while and said, "My father has a different view. He always said that supporting the family is the most important thing. Others are not doing their jobs properly, and he said he would be thankful that I can support myself when I grow up.”

"Fathers always have inaccurate opinions about their children."

Mu Xingqiu suddenly stood up and pointed into the distance, "Look, a boat."

Fangfang also saw it and stood up, "It's a raft, and there seems to be someone on it."

The raft drifted in the wind, getting farther and farther away from them. Fangfang cast a spell to change the direction of the hard shell, and after a quarter of an hour, she caught up with the raft.

The raft was extremely crude and rotten in some places. Lying on it was a half-demon, unconscious.

On the surface, he looks like a thin human man. His left leg is missing and is replaced by a wooden stick. However, two fangs are exposed in his mouth and his ears are pointed and long, which clearly reveals his identity as a half-demon.

Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand to hold the raft, not wanting to rescue the half-demon.

The half-demon moved, wansh. c started to speak, "Water, water, give me water... No, no, I don't dare anymore, spare my life... uh uh... spare me, Mr. Ishi-kun."

Mu Xingqiu was shocked. He had heard the name "Yishijun" before. It was spoken by the wolf demon Qi Wuxia more than three years ago. He seemed to be a great demon, but there were no Taoist priests in the entire Pangshan Mountain. Knowing about this demon, the Five Elements Department was investigating, but Mu Xingqiu had never heard of the results.

Many days later, the same name was spoken by a half-demon again.

Mu Xingqiu jumped onto the raft, poured some seawater on the half-demon's face, and asked, "Where is Mr. Yishi?"

The half-demon opened his eyes, but didn't seem to recognize the person in front of him, with a confused look on his face, "Mr. Yishi is eating, and he keeps eating... I escaped and never want to go back... I want to see the Taoist priest."

"I am Taoist Pangshan."

The half-demon's eyes flickered, as if he was suddenly possessed by something, and he sat up suddenly, "Pangshan? It's Pangshan, Pangshan is going to fall."

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