Exorcism

The half-demon has an amazing name - Feiba.

"The three major surnames of the Demon Clan, Fei ranks first. My family has existed for at least a million years, much longer than humans. It was almost the same time as the Demon Clan. My ancestors were not slaves of the Demon Clan, but their allies. , there are more than a thousand generations of Fei clan demon kings. Nowadays, there are not many descendants of Fei surname, and I am one of them. Let me show you the family tree."

Feiba has a mouse-like appearance, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, evasive eyes, and always a half-smile on his face. He wants to please the other person, but also wants to get sincere respect. He ate five dried fish, drank what little fresh water was left, and began to brag about his long family history.

Mu Xingqiu disliked this half-demon very much and even regretted giving him food and water. Feiba was obviously only willing to tell the truth when he was unconscious.

"I'm asking about Pangshan." Mu Xingqiu said. They abandoned the raft and were continuing to travel southwest on the basalt hard shell.

"Look at my family tree." Feiba took out a half-foot-high shabby scroll from his arms, carefully spread it out, and continued talking, "This is not an ordinary piece of paper made by you humans, it is a treasure left by the ancient demon clan. , finer than ice, capable of writing very small words..."

Mu Xingqiu raised his head and glanced at Fangfang who was standing by. He grabbed the scroll and raised his voice and said, "I don't care who you are or who your ancestors are. You said, 'Pangshan is going to fall.'" "What does it mean?"

"Did I say it? I was hungry, thirsty, and dizzy at the time. Anything is possible. Don't take it too seriously. I'm just talking nonsense." Feiba said with a smile. His left leg had not been lost for a long time. He was not used to the wooden sticks attached to him, so he kept sitting on the hard shell and stretched out his hand to touch it a few times. "Is this... is this a tortoiseshell shell? It's really big. I've never seen it before..."

Mu Xingqiu picked up the half-demon with both hands and carried him to the side of the hull boat. He stuffed the scroll back into his arms and said, "How about you jump down by yourself?"

"Huh? I can't swim."

"You are a descendant of the Flying Queen, and I ordered the Siren to help you."

"Haha, are you kidding me? There isn't even a desert island here. Where did the sea monster come from?"

"That's your business. I am Pangshan Taoist priest, and I am at odds with the demon clan. It was not my original intention to save your life. Now that you are awake, please find a way to survive on your own. I can't help you."

Fangfang stood behind Feiba and heard Mu Xingqiu's serious threat. She couldn't help but purse her lips and snicker, but her eyes never left him.

Feiba hugged Mu Xingqiu's thigh. "Don't ever leave me,

Take me to see Grandmaster Pangshan, or any other Grandmaster. I have important secrets, enough for you to make great achievements. "

As a half-demon. Feiba has no special abilities, and his strength is no different from that of ordinary people. Mu Xingqiu estimated that his demon body was only a few feet long, so he gently broke away from the entanglement, "I am just an ordinary Taoist priest, and I am not qualified to introduce you to the master. Even if you have merit, you won’t be able to achieve it.”

"You just need to take me to Qishan." Feiba showed an extremely flattering smile. Little did he know that such an expression would only make him more disliked, "I will figure out other things myself. If I get benefits, I will never forget you... you two."

Mu Xingqiu raised his head and pretended to think, "No, Qishan is a place where you can easily enter? I'll take you in. People think I'm colluding with the demon clan." After that, he kicked the half-demon into the sea. .

Feiba struggled in the water and shouted: "Help! Help! I can't swim..."

Fangfang was a little surprised and asked in a low voice: "You really don't care about him?"

Mu Xingqiu smiled and blinked, indicating that he had his own sense of caution. This was not a war period after all. That half-demon seemed to be hiding a secret, and Mu Xingqiu would not let him die like this.

The hull boat sailed farther and farther, and Fei Ba, who was undulating in the water, was really scared. The ocean was boundless, even sitting on the boat was dizzy, and being immersed in it made him panic. "Help me!" He raised his arms high, He drank several mouthfuls of sea water and said, "I'll say anything, really, I'll say anything!"

Mu Xingqiu took off the long whip, swung it out with all his strength, picked up the half-demon, and dragged him back to the hull boat.

Feiba vomited several large amounts of saliva, grabbed the edge of the hard shell with both hands, curled up into a ball, and let out a whimpering cry, like a hurt dog.

Mu Xingqiu didn't have much sympathy for the half-demon, so he kicked him lightly and said, "I'm waiting for you to speak."

Feiba shook violently and was too frightened to raise his head, but he still talked about his tragic experience in a trembling voice. Fangfang felt a little sympathetic to him, but Mu Xingqiu had an intuition that half of the half-demon's fear was It's true, but half of it is just a performance. Being weak may be his special ability, and he hopes to survive in this way.

"I am a descendant of the Flying Queen of the Demon Clan." Feiba was used to such beginnings, so he opened his mouth and said, "I was born in Xiaonanshan, the country of Shishen. My father was a local guard and my mother was a princess of the dynasty. When I was seven years old, I was raped by a robber. Taken captive to the land of monsters..."

Mu Xingqiu frowned, "You were kidnapped when you were seven years old. Where did you get your family tree?"

Feiba shook violently again, as if he didn't hear the human's question, and continued: "I have been a follower of many great demons, and I was transferred to the tent of the demon guard Qi Wuxia."

Feiba didn't know that the two Pangshan Taoist priests recognized Qi Wuxia, so he explained: "Qi Wuxia is the twin brother of Demon King Qi Wuxia, and he is also one of his guards. The Demon King and Demon Queen were captured, and Qi Wuxia went to Yishi Jun Please ask for help. As a rule, I will give you ten little demons to Mr. Yishi, including me."

Feiba finally talked about the content that Mu Xingqiu was interested in, but his mood collapsed. He lay on his back and started sobbing. Mu Xingqiu was very impatient. After Fangfang's suggestion, he didn't raise his feet to kick. past.

Feiba cried for a while, then raised his head. His face was covered with snot and tears. He wiped it with his sleeve and checked the family tree in his arms. He found that it was still there. He felt a little at ease and smiled at the human being, "Please Taoist Master, please forgive me for my temporary lapse. The miserable demon is full of sadness. I have not lived a good life since I was kidnapped at the age of seven. Alas, the descendants of the Flying Queen have fallen into a stinking place..."

Mu Xingqiu glared for a moment, "Let's talk about this Yishi Lord. What kind of monster is he? What ambitions does he hide?"

Feiba hurriedly continued to talk about the topic, "Master Yishi is very talented and well-behaved. He can speak at the age of half a year, recite at the age of three, think well at the age of five, answer questions and resolve doubts at the age of seven, and is determined to rebuild the great cause of the Monster Clan at the age of ten. Sir, I think , The decline of the demon clan..."

This was obviously Feiba's usual flattery to praise Mr. Yishi. He was so skilled that he couldn't stop blurting it out. It took a full quarter of an hour to finish. The words were gorgeous, but the content was extremely simple. Mu Xingqiu understood two things: "Weiba" Shi Jun is three thousand years old this year, and has been studying the history of the demon clan, trying to recover those long-lost powerful demon arts.”

Feiba nodded, and the smile on his face naturally turned into reverence. This was probably his fixed expression after reciting flattery words in the past.

Mu Xingqiu and Fangfang looked at each other and both lost trust in this half-demon. In ancient times, the lifespan of Taoist priests was indeed very long. Those who obeyed the sun could even live as long as five or six thousand years. However, as the Taoism became stronger, the life span has also increased. It is shortening, and the last Taoist priest who served Sun Mang only lived for four thousand years. In today's Nine Dao Tradition, only a handful of people have reached the realm of serving Yue Mang, and the longest one only lived for more than a thousand years.

The old demon who can live for three thousand years, even if it is true, should be famous all over the world, and will never be unknown in the Taoist tradition.

Mu Xingqiu did not press him about this. It was not an issue that concerned him. Feiba was just a little demon and he didn't seem to know the truth. "Qi Wuxia sent you to Lord Yishi almost three and a half years ago." ”

"Exactly." Feiba simply cheered, as if this time was a great event for him.

"Qi Wuxia is dead."

"What a pity." There was no regret in Feiba's tone. Instead, he was a little complacent. "Among Lord Yishi's followers, I have lived the longest..."

"The one who has lived the longest? Does this Ishi-kun eat people?"

Mu Xingqiu asked casually, but Feiba's body shook even more violently. He buried his head between his arms and made a whimpering sound, which sounded like crying and begging for mercy.

"He was frightened." Fangfang's sympathy became more obvious.

Mu Xingqiu curled his lips, "Is your left leg eaten by Mr. Yishi?"

Feiba raised his head again, his face was almost transparent, he put one hand on the wooden stick that replaced his left leg, and said carefully in a hoarse whisper: "This is a reward. Mr. Yishi said that I have served for so long, so I deserve a reward." ”

"I'll give you a stick as a prize?"

"No, I put the stick on myself." Feiba looked around and said in a lower voice, "Yishijun ate my left leg. This is the reward. He said he would eat my other leg in a few days." One leg, as the highest reward. I... I liked this right leg very much, so I looked for a chance to escape. The land route was blocked by the Nine Dao Dao Tong, so I had to build a raft and sail south across the sea, but The ocean is too big and I don’t bring enough food and water..."

Lord Yishi was obviously a cruel and domineering demon who ate all his servants, but as a demon clan, this was not the most cruel behavior. Mu Xingqiu was still not moved, "You haven't said that yet. Where is Pangshan?”

"Ah?" Feiba thought blankly for a while, "Yes, w.kansh.c Pangshan. Before I escaped from Mr. Yishi's residence, I once received a group of big demons, all of whom were more than nine feet tall. There were at least a hundred big demons. They came to seek advice from Mr. Yishi, and they also offered a hundred small demons of various kinds. Mr. Yishi was very happy and ate fifty of them on the spot. Then he said that the demon clan was about to rise. Yes, he has placed an internal agent within the Taoist system. Everyone, be prepared. The internal agent will take action soon, and then the demon clan will be able to regain the demon clan's homeland. "

"Internal response? Mr. Yishi said it was Pangshan Taoism?"

"I...I'm not sure. You called yourself Pangshan's disciple, so I just said Pangshan casually, but what I said is all the truth. At least there is a demon clan insider in the sect."

Mu Xingqiu was dubious and looked at Fangfang, "If it's Pang Shan, it should be either the big demons who had their inner elixir taken away, or..."

Those are the non-monsters who are highly suspected.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't say anything, but he didn't believe Feiba even more.

Feiba saw Taoist Pangshan's doubts, took out the family tree from his arms again, and said with certainty: "I have evidence."

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