Exorcism

More than a hundred demon clan leaders agreed to come to Fu Zike's camp for a gathering, but only about fifty came. What they were interested in was not Jin Cu and what he was about to say, but coming to look for food.

Fu Luke has a simple character who would rather starve himself than let his guests eat. The few remaining noodles were quickly distributed, but the demon clan leaders did not eat them themselves, but carefully collected them in their arms. , looking at each other angrily, reminding each other not to have any idea of ​​​​their cakes.

Now that they had received the food, the demon clan leaders were too embarrassed to leave right away, so they sat on the floor, intending to listen to what Jin Cuo had to say as the price of receiving the cake.

Mu Xingqiu and Shen Shang stood on the edge of the camp and watched this scene, both curious about what Jin Cu would do next.

Jin Cuu didn't ask anyone for advice, nor did he reveal his detailed plan to Mu Xingqiu. He had to rely on his own ability to convince the demons.

His face was slightly pale and not as firm as before. He stood at the door of a cave with his head lowered, as if he was admitting his mistake or praying - he really needed to pray. If he could not convince these fifty people The leader of the demon clan is a joke to inspire all the demon clan. He can't even bring the demon clan scattered in various camps together.

Seeing the gloomy face that looked like his own, Mu Xingqiu felt both ridiculous and sympathetic, and couldn't help but become nervous. Although his face was calm, his fingers were slowly moving. At least so far, he hadn't thought about it. How can we inspire the morale of these demon clans?

Jin Cu's opponent is a powerful curse. Words such as honor and interest that usually touch people's hearts are completely meaningless at this moment.

Jin Cuo raised his head, and his expression immediately returned to resoluteness. He rarely smiled, and now he was as serious as a lion who had been king for a long time.

He walked up to the demons and sat on the ground, just slightly higher so that all the demons could see him, and then he began to introduce himself.

"My name is Jin Cu, and I am a spirit demon. Several demon kings met me yesterday, and some of them met me for the first time today."

In the unremarkable beginning, there is not even a "demon king" looking up - there are many tribes in the land of demons, and any tribal leader can be called a demon king. This title is just like "adult". A tribute without much actual content.

"What I am about to say is very simple, but before that, I hope everyone can join me in praying to the ancient gods."

Jin Cu stood up and actually took out a three-headed statue from his arms. He placed the statue on the mound where he had just sat, and then knelt down.

All the leaders of the demon tribe showed a bit of confusion, but when more than twenty Fu Lu Ke knelt down facing the statue, they gradually changed from sitting to kneeling.

Mu Xingqiu and Shen Shang glanced at each other and nodded, feeling that Jin Cu's move was very clever.

The demon tribe lives scattered and rarely has a common goal. Except for a few demon kings with outstanding reputations, no one can make them into a whole. When the demon king dies, his subordinates immediately fall apart.

Jin Cu has no reputation, and even his identity as a demon clan has a somewhat shady origin. If he wants to unite the demons, he must rely on his existing reputation.

Not all monsters believe in the Ancient God Religion, but as long as half of the monsters are willing to kneel before the three-headed idols, the other half will follow suit.

He took the first step right.

All the monsters in the camp, regardless of the leader or the ordinary little monsters, knelt down facing the statue. Many monsters took out their own statues from their arms and held them with one hand and rubbed them with the other, looking very pious.

Jin Cu was not a believer, and even this idol was temporarily borrowed from a talisman master. He didn't understand any scriptures, so he just said in a low voice: "The ancient gods are above, and we and other demon people are mediocre. I seek to spread my knowledge to the world, not to fight in all directions, but to have support for the elderly and support for the young. If the children in the family can grow up to be monsters and continue to serve the ancient gods, this life will fulfill their wishes."

Shen Shang turned to Mu Xingqiu and mouthed: "He studies.

Jin Cu had indeed read some scattered Pang Shan books, but Mu Xingqiu doubted whether the demons could understand what he said.

Most of the demon clan were illiterate and could not understand those literate words, but after Jin Cu prayed, all the demons whispered "I wish you all in this life" in a low voice, and they felt Jin Cu's piety from his voice.

Jin Cu stood up slowly, recited a few words in a low voice to the statue, and then slowly turned around. From then on, he remained standing, turning slightly sideways, like a waiter beside the statue, facing the demons opposite him. Then still kneel down and worship.

"Listen." Jin Cu looked like she was listening, but there was no sound around. After a while, a child's cry came from a distance, like a wild cat fighting, "The demon child is hungry."

Jin Cu was like a self-taught speaker. After saying this sentence, he paused for a while to let everyone fully understand the meaning of this sentence, and then continued, his voice was low and slow, completely concealing the meaning of the sentence. The childishness shown on that young face.

"I saw you put away the food, and I knew you were going to take the food back to the camp to give to your children. But just a few pieces of cake can alleviate today's hunger, but it cannot solve the hunger of tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, let alone avoid it. The coming death. My God, the demon clan has suffered enough. Why are our children not even qualified to grow up?"

Jin Cuo's eyes were filled with fire, which made him look more like a spirit demon than a Taoist priest, Mu Xingqiu.

Jin Cuu was hoping in his heart that some demon clan would stand up and make indignant accusations. He needed some reaction to prove that his words had shaken the foundation of the curse.

But no demon clan stood up. On the contrary, their heads hung lower. They were all ashamed, but refused to speak up to defend themselves. This group of demon clan, who were regarded as heroes in their own tribe for their ability to fight beasts, were feared. Defeated and frustrated, even losing the instinct to fight.

Mu Xingqiu and Shen Shang glanced at each other again, knowing that this is the most critical moment. It is not difficult to use the ancient gods to unite the demon clan, because it does not interfere with the curse, and they want to arouse the inner anger of the demon clan. It means, but it is a head-on confrontation with a powerful curse. If you say the wrong thing, all your previous efforts may be wasted.

"Recall your past selves. You are a great demon clan. You survived in the coldest areas and faced the most dangerous and powerful enemies. When you were children, it was your parents who used Blood and swords keep you safe and provide you with food. Now, your children are crying out for hunger, look what you have done? Like a group of docile doe sitting in front of the hole in a daze, I am ashamed of you..."

"You don't know anything!" Finally, a beast monster stood up, taller than the brocade cluster and half its chest. The two horns on its head were like two steel knives. "There is no way to win. Apart from letting the children Try to eat as much as possible in the last few days. There is nothing you can do to resist. It will only make your death worse. I don't want my child to suffer like that."

The demons nodded one after another, and Jin Cuu also nodded in his heart, finally stirring up some waves on the stagnant water. He was so excited that his palms were sweating, but there was an angry look on his face.

"I don't understand? Do you think I haven't seen demon corpses everywhere? I came all the way from the northwest and saw hundreds of corpse pits and thousands of demon corpses. I saw many strong demon corpses. He died there without any injuries, and his wife and children died next to him. Yes, the body was intact and there was no sign of pain on his face, but they still died. Those children curled up in their mother's arms until they died, thinking that they could Being protected by my father..."

"Stop talking!" The other demon stood up.

The brocade has indeed captured what the demon clan cares most about - the children. Last night he was walking around the camps and saw that the frustrated adults only showed a little expression towards the children. Today they are willing to come to the party because of this. The child searches for a morsel of food, all of which leads him to believe that only children can shake the curse's influence on the demon clan.

"You are proud of your father, don't you want to pass this pride on to your children?" Jin Cuo raised his voice. He was tug-of-war with an invisible curse. He had just pulled over an inch, and he had to continue to exert more force and get more Use force.

"What do you want us to do? Fight? No demon clan has ever defeated those monsters. You can only wait for death. Maybe they will let some children who don't remember anything go. You are a single person, so of course you don't care about these things. "

The demons spoke to each other, venting all their anger on Jin Cui. The spirit demon responded without hesitation, staring into each other's eyes, and their words became more and more intense, trying to completely ignite the other's anger.

Mu Xingqiu even admired Jin Cuu a little. This boy was usually stern and would get angry because of the smallest things. He was no different from a rebellious teenager in his teens. But overnight, he became a master of controlling emotions, no matter how the monsters behaved. Angry, but he remained unmoved.

Mu Xingqiu only worried about one thing, that Jin Cuo might go too far. He stirred up anger to deal with fear, which might lead to more fear.

Shen Shang had a thoughtful look on his face, and his appearance looked older. He nodded slightly from time to time, and he didn't know whether he was moved by the brocade or whether he had the same worries as Mu Xingqiu.

The bald man listened with great interest and kept saying in Mu Xingqiu's ear: "That's right." "That's it."

The brocade finally aroused the anger of the monsters. In the past few days, Bingcheng and Langyuan have never made such a loud noise, and several monsters even shook their arms and prepared to fight.

Jin Cu made a mistake at this time. After all, he was too young and did not know the exquisite magic. In order to burn the demons' anger to a height of ten feet, his own passion had to rise three feet high.

He felt that the time had come, so he grabbed the three statues, raised them high, and shouted loudly: "Fight! Fight with Bingkui! Fight for your children to survive and make them proud of their father!"

As soon as the word "Bingkui" came out, the entire camp became silent again. The anger disappeared from the faces of the demon clan. The violent man slowly shrank back. They had always avoided mentioning these two words. Now, the power of the curse Back again.

Jin Cuo's face changed slightly, feeling that the situation was about to be over, and that he was about to be completely defeated in the tug-of-war with the curse.

Mu Xingqiu knew that he had to help him.