Exorcism

Mr. Pan was about to run out of gas. When the news came out, everyone who knew him was in mourning. However, only a few people were really sad. They came from afar to visit him for the last time. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

Daliang Shen Xiuming and two other Yelin Town disciples, Mu Feihuang and Zhao Dayi, came all the way to the imperial capital from Duanliu City. They had been favored by the veteran, and under his leadership, they fled all the way from Pangshan Zhiyong to Duanliu City. Successfully avoided the hordes of demon soldiers.

Baldy is back. He originally went to Luanjing Mountain with Xiao Hao. In order to recruit more Taoist priests for the Demon Slayer Association, he later used the Instant Platform to visit various Taoist traditions and brag to others about Xiao Qiu's power and Demon Slayer. He is a very popular head for the bright future of the society. Although he cannot really convince many people, he can gather a lot of listeners wherever he goes.

Yang Qingyin, Shen Hao, and Xiao Qingtao also came to pay their respects to the veterans. One month was about to end. They were the first batch of Taoist priests to return to the imperial capital from their own Taoism, and they made the final decision—three days later, they would Officially quit Pangshan and join the Demon Slayer Club, which currently only has Mu Xingqiu as a member.

From Baldy's point of view, the situation is very good. "Eight hundred Taoist priests are no problem. I think there can be more. Everyone is interested in Brother Xiaoqiu's story..."

There were more than a dozen people standing scattered in the yard, all with solemn expressions. The veteran in the room would take his last breath at any time, and they would also hold their breath. The bald man's cheerfulness seemed quite abrupt, and Mu Xingqiu had to drag him away. Come over and signal him not to speak loudly.

But now that the topic has been raised, other people have begun to express their opinions, but not as loudly as the bald man, and not as confident as him.

"I used to shout loudly, but when it came time to make a decision, I hesitated." Yang Qingyin lowered her voice, showing a bit of anger. "And he's acting like a high-level Taoist priest. He refuses to reveal his decision. It's all nonsense like 'I'll think about it again.'"

"At least twenty people will definitely come to participate in the demon-slaying meeting." Shen Hao's harvest was better than that of Yang Qingyin. At least I got assurances from some people, but not many.

"There are only twenty people in Pangshan. The other orthodoxy will have even fewer, and together they will only have more than a hundred people. Yang Qingyin couldn't be satisfied, "How can this be called an army? They were clearly a group of homeless fleeing refugees. "

Xiao Qingtao laughed out loud, hurriedly covered her mouth, and then slowly moved her hand away, "These twenty people are definitely participating, and there are also those who have decided to participate but will not disclose it publicly. The number will be much higher than expected."

"Two hundred people? Three hundred people?" Yang Qingyin still shook her head. "A month ago there were still five hundred people. Alas, it turns out that some Taoist priests also break their promises."

"A hundred people who are determined are more useful than five hundred who are wavering." Mu Xingqiu was not too disappointed. He insisted that everyone go back to their hometown for a month to re-experience the atmosphere of cultivation before making a decision. "And this is not the only opportunity to make a decision. As long as we fight a few decent battles, more people will join in the future."

Several people were talking in low voices. Xin Youtao came in a hurry. His body had recovered and he had taken over more affairs. The chief great talisman master passed away half a month ago. The struggle for power within the Longbin Society has become fierce. Xin Youtao has the support of his sister, but after all, he is only a seventh-level crown talisman master. The princess's status in the imperial capital is far from stable, and he himself has to work hard.

Mu Xingqiu once visited the half-dead chief Talisman Master with Xin Youtao, and found that his consciousness was in chaos, and no matter how advanced the magic was, he could not find out who the poor soul trapped inside originally belonged to.

Xin Youtao came on behalf of the princess, so he briefly greeted Mu Xingqiu and others.

Then he entered Mr. Pan’s room. After a while, Xiao Hao walked out of it. No one knew when she entered, no one even noticed her coming. After all, she and Mr. Pan didn't know each other before, they only met on the way to the imperial capital.

The corners of Shen Hao's mouth moved, and his face seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he was saying that she was a weird little girl.

Xiao Qingtao understood what Shen Hao meant, "Hey, she is a die-hard member of the Demon Slayer Club. Not just her, more people in Luanjingshan have publicly expressed their willingness to join the Demon Slayer Club than Pang Shan."

This is indeed an eye-catching thing. Luan Jingshan seems to regard Mu Xingqiu as his disciple and is very supportive of his career. The forty or fifty female Taoist priests who were in the imperial capital a month ago all promised to come back. It is said that they can bring more people.

Xiao Hao walked over leisurely, as if she had just chatted with a long-time friend, "The weather in Huangjing at this time reminds me of Luanjing Mountain. Do you smell it? The fragrance of flowers, trees, and grass, it is such a beautiful day." "

Shen Hao made another exaggerated expression, took the opportunity to pull Mu Xingqiu aside and walked towards Daliang and the other three.

The five Yelin Town disciples, plus the bald man who flew in later, made a total of six people. Four of the original ten were no longer there, and no one wanted to think of or mention this matter.

It was Shen Hao who brought Daliang, Mu Feihuang and Zhao Dayi here, firstly to see Mr. Pan off and secondly to discuss matters. It was possible to find the missing relatives in Yelin Town, which made everyone excited. Shen Hao was especially excited. He completely obeyed Mu Xingqiu on the affairs of the Demon Slayer Club, but for Yelin Town, he felt that he had more responsibilities. Some - if there weren't so many accidents, he might have inherited his father's position and industry and become the new owner of Yelin Town.

Six childhood friends stood together, but they looked nothing like their peers. The bald man was always in his teens, Mu Xingqiu and Shen Hao maintained their twenty-year-old appearance, and Daliang gained a lot of weight. Mu Feihuang is strong and strong, and Zhao Dayi is tall and thin. They are all in their twenties and seventies. They have been immersed in the secular world for a long time, and the cultivation of the three people who have not been able to condense the elixir has deteriorated.

"With the blessing of the ancient gods, can we really find Yelin Town?" Daliang was very excited, "I really want my parents to see their grandson."

The bald man hid behind Mu Xingqiu, "Brother Xiaoqiu, you have to explain to me when the time comes. Don't let my parents beat me. They always say I'm careless, and I lose my body..."

I don't know how long it will take for this "time" to arrive. Shen Hao asked in a low voice: "Did that tiger talisman master named Gao Fuwei provide any information?"

"His most important memories were removed by spells. I'm looking for the person who cast the spells." Mu Xingqiu has been working on this matter for many days and has made some progress, but has not yet found the real target.

"Yeah. I saw it with my own eyes."

Daliang and others were all amazed, never expecting that Long Binhui would raise beast monsters. And to train him to become a Talisman Master, Shen Hao clapped his hands gently and turned everyone's attention, "Now it is basically certain that it is not the demon species that caused the residents of Yelin Town to disappear, but the Long Binhui. If there is no accident, we His relatives must still be in the Shengfu Dynasty, maybe in the Imperial Capital! So I have a suggestion. Sooner or later, Xiaoqiu and I will have to go to war with the demon clan. Xin Youtao will help us collect information from within the Longbin Society, but he is the only one! There are not enough people. It is best for you three to stay in the imperial capital from now on and find out where the slaves are kept secretly."

Mu Feihuang and Zhao Dayi had not yet gotten married. They were working for the princess and were very willing to stay in the imperial capital. They immediately nodded and agreed. However, Daliang had a lot of worries in Duanliu City, "My flower garden...my home... "

Mu Xingqiu said: "The two of them are enough. Let Daliang stay in Duanliu City, and his flower garden will be of great use in the future."

Daliang breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately became confused again. "What's the use of a flower garden? You don't make elixirs."

"We'll talk about it later." Mu Xingqiu has a plan in mind. From now on, he has to consider how to repay the Taoist debt in three years. Daliang's flower garden is one of the places he likes to collect materials.

In the house dozens of steps away, a veteran was consuming his remaining life. This should have been a solemn and sad moment, but the people in the yard stood there from morning to afternoon, and they had already finished talking about the veteran's memories. , feeling a little numb, they all chatted in groups. Most of the topics were related to the situation in the imperial capital, after Xin Youtao arrived. It was changed to the weather.

Xin Youtao stood at the door of the room and nodded to Mu Xingqiu. Said that the time has come and Mr. Pan wants to see him for the last time.

The ashes of paper talismans can be seen everywhere in the veteran's room, exuding a strong smell of herbs. He received the best treatment, but it had no effect. He didn't care anymore. He kicked out all the talisman doctors early this morning. Waiting alone for death to come.

But he is a mortal, and he cannot remain indifferent when facing death. His face is filled with a flash of red light, and what is in his eyes is not wisdom and calmness, but cunning and a hint of madness. When he sees Mu Xingqiu walking over, His eyes became brighter, "Ah, Taoist priest, omnipotent Taoist priest, can you drive away death? It is biting my internal organs, listening, like a rat, squeaking, help me drive them away, drive them away... …”

Xin Youtao sighed sympathetically and whispered: "His mind is no longer clear."

This was Mu Xingqiu's first contact with a person who died naturally after becoming a Taoist priest. At this time, Mr. Pan was like an old house, collapsing in the wind and sunshine, and the creatures hidden inside were running around.

Death is also an emotion. Mu Xingqiu did not use the mental illusion technique. This emotion rushed up on its own, like a drowning person desperately grabbing everything that can be grasped, www. kcom has a sour smell of decay.

Mu Xingqiu glanced at it, picked up the three-headed statue from the bedside, and placed it in front of Mr. Pan, "This is the omnipotent god in your heart. Pray to it and state your wishes to it."

Looking at the crudely made statue, the light in the veteran's eyes gradually disappeared, and the breath of death returned to the owner's body. He raised a skinny arm, as if to pray or to grab something.

The veteran finally breathed his last.

Xin Youtao breathed a sigh of relief, "Death can really change a person. Who would have thought that Pan Sanye, who is usually cautious, can be so tormenting people when he is dying? It is a miracle that he can still recognize you. I stand After being around him for a long time, he didn’t even know who I was, and for a while he even thought of me as his sister..."

The two of them arranged the corpse, Mu Xingqiu took away the statue, and then walked out of the room together, leaving the rest to the servants outside.

The people in the courtyard understood immediately and stopped chatting. Sadness and solemnity returned.

The reactions of Taoist priests are always a little different from ordinary people, and the sadness is not so obvious. Yang Qingyin and Xiao Qingtao stared at Mu Xingqiu and Xin Youtao, as if they had done something wrong. When they approached, Xiao Hao suddenly asked in a low voice. : "Mu Xingqiu, what did you and the princess do that night? Old Pan stopped talking to me right from the beginning."

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