Exorcism

A few pine trees grew in the vast expanse of snow, becoming the only landmarks within a dozen miles.

Under a tree, the little demon Feifei opened his eyes, as if he had been holding in the water for a long time before finally getting out. His face was pale, and he was breathing heavily. After a while, he returned to normal, and he looked up timidly. He glanced at Qilin standing next to him.

"I'm sorry..." Xiaoyao felt ashamed of his incompetence and mistakes, "I still can't enter the state of thinking. It's so difficult that I even forgot to breathe."

The flea snorted majestically and blew out two clouds of white steam from its nostrils.

Feifei shrank his shoulders. He was no longer the fair and tender cicada-winged demon. The cute appearance of their clan was transformed by the demonic power, not their true appearance. Now he is exactly the same as what he looks like: his waxy face has a swollen face. There are fine wrinkles, sparse hair tied into a ridiculous bun, a small but protruding nose, and an even smaller mouth that is almost invisible when closed, but once opened, a mouthful of sharp teeth is revealed.

Only his eyes remained the same, they were big and black, which looked totally out of place on such a face. He probably knew this, so his eyes were always evasive.

The white, tender and smooth outer sac used to be his perfect shell to protect him from wind and cold, but now it is just a layer of loose ordinary skin. He put on a thick leather jacket and wrapped his weak wings inside, but he was still shivering from the cold. Judging from the time, it is already spring, and the snow in the Land of Monsters has no tendency to melt at all. Instead, it snows every three days.

Unable to think, Feifei had no choice but to practice Bone Forging Boxing, a rough boxing technique he and a group of little demons learned from Bald Man. The little guy, less than three feet tall, was rolling around in the snow, and it didn't look like he was boxing. , rather like a big squirrel looking for food everywhere. In the end, even the flea couldn't stand it anymore and jumped to the little demon to stop him from dancing.

"I'm sorry, I'm too nervous. I always punch first and forget the last one." Feifei smiled sheepishly, and his body shook even more. The punches did not bring warmth, but consumed the little energy in his body. of heat.

The flea shook its head slightly, and its two eyes, one red and one yellow, seemed to be angry, but it just slowly knelt down and protected the little demon with its chest.

Feifei curled up under Qilin, hugging his legs with his hands. Qilin's scales looked slightly cold even in the ice and snow, but slowly, with its strong heartbeat, waves of warmth were sent into the little demon's body. Feifei He no longer trembled, and there was an extra layer of blush on his face.

"I'm sorry, Flea, for causing you trouble."

The flea looked up into the distance, motionless, like a statue guarding the emperor's tomb. It was the little beast in the eyes of Zuo Liuying and Mu Xingqiu, the playmate of Bald Man and Xiaohao, and beside Xiaoyao Feifei. , but it is a strict master and caregiver.

Feifei's stiff body gradually relaxed, trying to stick to Qilin's body as much as possible. Those fine scales were not hard or cold at all, "You remind me of my mother. I'm sorry, Flea, you won't be angry if I say that, right? Where I live there is always It was very cold, and my mother often hugged me. We lived in a tree hole and ate nuts collected in autumn, and sometimes squirrels. They say human flesh is the most delicious, but I have never eaten it. Is he a human being? Taoist priests must also be human beings, so human flesh should not be eaten..."

"Who says human flesh shouldn't be eaten? All meat can be eaten. Human flesh is good, but demon meat is the best. Not only is it delicious, it also contains a lot of knowledge."

An unfamiliar voice sounded from above the head. Feifei was startled, thinking that Qilin could suddenly speak, but Flea stood up warily and let out a threatening growl from his throat.

Feifei hurriedly climbed up and looked up. On a tree next to him, there was a crow sitting on a branch that was more than a foot taller than a flea.

The crow is very big, almost three feet tall, but it doesn’t have many feathers. I don’t know how it flew here. The long beak is covered with spots of different shades, indicating that it is a very old bird. Old bird.

"Who are you?" Feifei has lived in the land of monsters since he was a child. Feifei will not be surprised by a strange bird that can talk. On the contrary, the flea is staring at the crow, ready to attack. For it, this distance It's just a matter of one leap. Even if it were to compete in flight, it would never lose to any other bird.

"Relax, horned beast." Crow said casually, and actually blinked, "It's okay if you don't remember me, but you know I mean no harm.

The fleas still weren't letting up.

"It's called a flea. If you call it a 'horned beast', it will get angry." Feifei has a good impression of this crow.

"Gaga, if anyone calls me 'flea', I will get angry. Ignore it. Before Mu Xingqiu comes back, I want to tell you a few things."

"Do you know the demon master?" Feifei's eyes lit up even more.

"More than just knowing each other, he has a lot to thank me for." Crow said proudly, and then sighed sadly, "But he also took away many things from me. I don't have many faces left, so I must save some. It’s really embarrassing to have to fly out like this.”

Feifei couldn't understand what the crow was saying, but he knew that the crow was not here to find him. "The demon master went to inquire about the location of Zhan Mo Mountain. He will be back soon. You can wait for a while..."

"No, no, no, I just don't want to talk to Mu Xingqiu directly, so I chose this time to come over and ask you to pass the message to me."

"Me?" Feifei became nervous, "I'm sorry, I can't do it. I have a bad memory and am timid... I'm sorry, you should wait a little longer."

"It's up to me to decide whether it's okay or not, even if you are really an incorrigible fool..."

The flea jumped up and pointed its long horn at the crow. The crow did not fly up to avoid it. It disappeared without a trace. The flea stopped in midair and looked around.

The flea returned to the ground and stood behind Feifei.

The crow appeared on the same branch, shook its bare wings, opened its mouth to tidy up the few remaining feathers, and saw that the little demon was not in a hurry at all, and finally said: "Tell Mu Xingqiu that Zhan Moshan is the second pivot of the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Formation, but he can't win this battle, no matter what."

"Huh? Why do you say that? With the demon master here, there is no battle that cannot be won. Who are you?" Feifei asked in surprise. He was a little cicada wing demon living in the far north. He was short-sighted and could not guess the identity of the crow.

"I just asked you to pass on a message. Why do you have so many questions? Just remember what I said."

"Sorry, I remember it. Please continue." Feifei never argues, but only apologizes.

"Well, that's the way to do it. Anyway, tell Mu Xingqiu that the Battle Demon Mountain cannot be defended. Taking advantage of Bingkui's underestimation of the enemy and inadequate preparation, he won a game by chance and destroyed the first pivot. That's enough. If the Daotong doesn't take action, no one can stop the Douzhuanxingyi Formation. Mu Xingqiu can't be too proud. As long as he listens to me, his future is still bright..." Feifei muttered something while listening, and the crow was unhappy, "Little demon, did you listen to me seriously?" "Ah? I listened carefully, I'm trying to memorize them, so that I can tell them to the demon master word for word." "Haha, silly demon, you are quite serious." The crow paused for a while, giving Feifei time to memorize what it had said before, and then continued: "Tell Mu Xingqiu to go to Zhibubang in the west, which is the last hope for the demons and humans." "Zhibubang, Zhibubang..." Feifei repeated it several times, but didn't dare to ask the crow where it was. "Tell Mu Xingqiu that if he really wants to join hands with me to deal with Bingkui and the demons, put my things back. I can't trust him like this, let alone Zuo Liuying."

Fei Fei became more and more confused as she listened, but she didn't ask, just tried to remember every word the crow said.

"But this time Mu Xingqiu fulfilled his promise, and I won't forget the benefits I promised him. Then, give this to him."

Fei Fei stretched out her hands and caught a slowly falling black feather. She couldn't help but asked, "Is this the benefit you promised to the demon master?"

"This is just the beginning. Tell Mu Xingqiu that if he performs well, I will give him more and greater benefits, such as demon magic. Zuo Liuying may be the Taoist priest who knows the demons best, but he is not omniscient, and the eyes of Taoist priests are bound to miss some things. They look insignificant, but they may be very important."

Fei Fei kept nodding and began to think that this crow was not simple.

"Okay, that's all. Also, tell Mu Xingqiu not to be dissatisfied. Those who work the most will get the most. Don't be complacent. This is an era of great changes. Today's emperor may be a pile of bones tomorrow. The real leader may be rolling in the mud, but suddenly he will soar into the sky..." The crow spread its wings with few feathers, and without taking off, it was already circling in the air. After flying a distance, it turned back and said, "Maybe even a silly little demon like you will have a day to come out. Cultivation cannot rely on hard work alone. Even the greatest Taoist priests need the help of elixirs. Open your mouth, little demon, I will give you a gift." Feifei felt that he had done nothing and did not dare to accept the gift. Just as he was about to refuse, his mouth opened but could not be closed, and he could not help but raise his head, facing the sky with his mouth, and swallowed a large ball of cold air. The flea became alert and pretended to jump into the sky, but the crow had already taken the lead and spit out a small bead from his mouth, turned around and disappeared. The bead fell into Feifei's mouth and went down her throat. It was too late to vomit.

The bead was neither cold nor hot, and there was no special feeling after it entered her stomach. Feifei concentrated on remembering what the crow said and temporarily forgot about the bead.

Half an hour later, Mu Xingqiu flew back, still dressed as a demon, with a leather bag hanging on his chest, which contained baldness, "It's not far from the Battle Demon Mountain, about ten days... Has anyone been here?"

Feifei hurriedly recited what the crow said word for word, and then handed the feather to Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu took the feather and didn't speak for a long time.

It has been a while since leaving Bingcheng. Feifei is not as afraid of the demon master as at the beginning, and asked bravely: "Is the feather special?"

Mu Xingqiu nodded, "There is a very important clue hidden in it. With it, I may be able to find my family." He stared at the feather for a while, "It also told me how to help a person burned by the fire of the latent dragon."