Exorcism

This is a piece of tree bark that has experienced many vicissitudes of life. It seems to have been burned by fire, soaked in water, chopped with knives, and scratched by birds and animals. It is surprising that it can still remain intact.

Mu Xingqiu was a little surprised, because apart from scars, he saw nothing on the bark, no words, patterns, or anything similar to these two.

Mr. Tie handed the crutch to Lei Chi, holding the old bark in one hand and gently rubbing it with the other, and then said in a slow tone: "The Tao fire... will not go out, my spirit... will not come out, the one who lights the fire... That is... to extinguish fire, to save God... that is to save oneself, God controls the heaven and earth, God creates yin and yang, God gives birth to all things..."

"God?" Mu Xingqiu interrupted Mr. Tie who was intoxicated with faith.

"It's the Ancient God. Where do you think the Ancient God's Religion here comes from? We are the source of the Ancient God's Religion!"

"The Ancient God's Religion has existed for a long time." Mu Xingqiu remembered clearly that the Ancient God's Religion was born in the era of the demon clan. It has flourished and declined for hundreds of thousands of years. The most recent prosperity was spread by Lord Yishi.

Mr. Tie shook his head, "It has been lost for a long time. It was us tree planters who understood the teachings of the Ancient God bit by bit while working hard, and re-created the Ancient God's religion, more directly and purer, because we are in the Ancient God around."

Mr. Tie pointed to the three-story forest not far from the village, and his blind eyes seemed to see something.

Through the gaps in the trees, Mu Xingqiu could see the flames inside. The island was much hotter than the land opposite. It was still late spring in the palace, but it was midsummer here, but the fires looked very gentle, as if they had already burned. Tohru's bonfire no longer needs to add firewood and loses its initial sharpness, but it can burn for a long time.

Mr. Yishi has been in and out of Zhibu State many times, and he may have obtained the teachings of the Ancient God Religion from here. Mu Xingqiu was not very interested in this, "I'm sorry, I'm really not here to put out fires, and I don't have the ability. According to my guess "No matter what god is trapped in the fire, it doesn't need my help."

Taoist priests do not believe in ghosts and gods, so Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic in his words, thinking that the so-called gods were probably some ancient powerful men, just like the mortals outside usually regarded Taoist priests as gods.

Mr. Tie held the bark of the tree with both hands and handed it to Mu Xingqiu, "Read the words on it."

"I don't understand this kind of writing." In fact, Mu Xingqiu saw nothing.

"Just think of it as doing me a favor." Mr. Tie was very persistent.

Mu Xingqiu took the bark and observed it with his naked eyes and his third eye, but he still saw any words.

"You have to touch it with your hands." Lei Jing reminded in a low voice, holding a blood-stained black wood spear in his hand.

Mu Xingqiu's fingers gently stroked the bark of the tree. There was nothing unusual at first. Suddenly, his fingers felt a burning sensation, which was very similar to the feeling when he held the handle of the gun just now. However, the burning sensation passed by and did not stay on his fingertips. , the bark of the tree did not turn red.

Mu Xingqiu slowly moved his fingers back and felt burning again.

"Follow the power of the ancient gods." Mr. Tie is blind, but he can always speak at the right time.

Mu Xingqiu quickly understood that the burning sensation on the tree bark was like strokes. By touching it, he could spell out words one by one. What was strange was that the first word he touched was the same as what Mr. Tie had just read. That passage was completely different.

"Never…never…give up."

Mu Xingqiu's expression suddenly changed, and he threw the bark back to Mr. Tie and stopped groping for it.

Never give up. To Lei Jing, Lei Chi and other villagers, this sentence has no special meaning. To Mu Xingqiu, this is the most important sentence Fangfang left for him.

Mr. Tie held Bark in his arms, "Don't you still believe in the ancient gods?"

"I'm more convinced that this is Mr. Yishi." Mu Xingqiu glanced coldly. Almost all the villagers came out. There were more than a hundred people, most of them men, and only about twenty women. All of them were holding children in their hands, except Mr. Tie, there are very few elderly people, and they meet the perfect proportion expected by Minister Nanjing.

Mu Xingqiu couldn't find any sign of Lord Yishi's presence, so he softened his tone and said to all the villagers: "You have been treated unfairly, but I am not here to fulfill any prophecies, nor am I your savior."

He pointed at Shen Da, who couldn't stop laughing, "I'm here to look for my relatives in Yelin Town. If anyone can provide clues, I would be grateful." He paused for a moment, "If you want to resist and save yourself, I am willing." help. "

Lei Jing and some villagers cheered happily, and Shen Da even howled.

Lei Chi next to Mr. Tie was not satisfied, "How much do you plan to help?"

"Give you freedom and no longer be slaves."

"If planting trees is necessary, then someone has to do it, but I haven't come to a conclusion yet." The longer Mu Xingqiu stayed on the island, the more doubts he had.

Lei Chi wanted to speak again, but Mr. Tie stopped him, "The ancient god wants you to look at the world with an indiscriminate mind. Think about your experience when you became a member of the Lei tribe. Why are you demanding a person who has just arrived on the island? Where is the Taoist priest?”

Lei Chi bowed to apologize to Mu Xingqiu and retreated behind Mr. Tie.

Mr. Tie fumbled in his arms for a while and took out a three-inch-high wooden three-headed statue, "Go and inform all the villages that the demon slaves are free, and tell the ordinary people that the ancient gods are listening to the voices on the island." "

Lei Jing took the statue respectfully, summoned a dozen companions, mounted the horses left behind by the Zhibu soldiers, and went to various places to convey Mr. Tie's words.

Shen Da also wanted to follow, but was pulled back by Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu quickly made a plan in his mind. There must be a soul changer hiding in the palace on the other side. As long as he is interested in the golem and dares to get close, he will fall into a trap. At that time, the Fire Tree King will have no choice but to attack him. Taoist priests from outside asked for help.

Mu Xingqiu hopes to use negotiation rather than war to gain status for the demon slaves. What he was wondering was, where did Mr. Ishi go? Why haven't you shown up yet? It was obvious that demons were invading humans in the remote peninsula, so why did they only hand over a little memory?

There was a wild dog-like barking from behind, and Minister Xijing finally woke up. He was confused about the surrounding situation until he saw more than ten soldier corpses and demon slaves pouring out of the village. He screamed in fear.

Mu Xingqiu took the lead, and all the villagers immediately surrounded him. Some of them were still holding weapons left by the soldiers. Minister Xijing was even more frightened and spun around twice, "Madman, do you want Lie Wang Yunyun to come ashore? I ask. You old guys, how many of you died and how many were injured in the last trouble?"

Mu Xingqiu walked up to the fat minister. He couldn't cast any illusions, but the punch he just performed and the coldness in his eyes were enough to make Minister Xijing tremble all over.

"Where is the place where demon slaves are trained?"

"W-what?"

"Where is the place where Long Bin will train the invaders sent from outside and remove their memories?"

"On the North Shore."

"take me."

"It will be dark in less than an hour."

"So what?"

"The Lie King is coming ashore in Yun Yun. You will die, and all the demon slaves who helped you will die." Minister Xijing shook violently. He might also die. This is the Fire Tree King's punishment for his failure to complete the task quickly. , "And the north shore is sealed. You can't get across from the island. You have to take a boat to go around from the sea..."

Mu Xingqiu looked towards the sea. The Lie King's mist had turned into a thick layer, and his third eye could only barely penetrate it. What the Minister Xijing said must be the truth. The demon slave knew nothing about the training place, which proved that from the island it was indeed No way to get to the North Shore.

This is another important aspect of the negotiation with the Fire Tree King later.

"How long will it take to gather the demon slaves and people on the island?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"Most of them will arrive before dark." Mr. Tie said, his old face shining brightly.

"Lock up this lord, but please don't hurt him, and then tell me about Lie Wang Yin Yun."

Several villagers pushed Minister Xijing into the village without harming him, but they used heavy blows. Minister Xijing was reluctant at first, but soon became honest.

Mr. Tie turned to face the sea. He seemed to be able to judge the direction by the smell and wind direction. "The Lie King Yin Yun is another army of the Fire Tree King. It is more ruthless and cruel than the soldiers on horseback and swords on the island. It is the only one who can fight on the island." The magic that is rampant on the island accumulates power from the sea water and can land on the beach after dark. It is divided into strands and strands, and penetrates every hole. The body of those who get involved will be festered and painful, and will be tortured to death. Even those who are lucky enough will also be killed. It leaves scars that will last a lifetime.”

The villagers all gritted their teeth, and many of them had scars left by King Lie.

"What about the soldiers and people on the island?"

"When they gather together, Lie Wang Yunyun will bypass them and only attack the demon slaves. Occasionally, civilians living outside will be accidentally injured."

"Is there any way to stop Lie Wang Yin Yun?" Mu Xingqiu had to prepare another plan besides the negotiation.

Mr. Tie thought for a while, "The Fire Tree King on the other side controls the Lie King Yin Yun. There is no way to stop him from here unless he enters the Fire Forest, but in that case he will be killed by the Dao Fire inside."

“Can’t the one who planted the tree bear the flames?”

"We only plant green trees on the outside, and the fire trees will move inward on their own, once every five years. People who enter the middle layer of brown forest can live for at most three hours, and those who enter the inner layer of black forest can only survive for one hour. Time." Mr. Tie sighed, "The black wood and brown forest in Zhibu State were cut down by the demon slaves at the risk of their lives. I was burned blind for this piece of bark."

The bark is black and comes from the innermost woodland.

Mu Xingqiu had a rough idea and brought all the villagers to the dock. The demon slaves and people who had been summoned also gathered at the dock one after another. From here, Mu Xingqiu could vaguely see the palace on the other side.

The sky was getting dark, and most of the demon slaves on the island had arrived, nearly three thousand, and there were more than a thousand ordinary people. The other people were still loyal to the Fire Tree King and were hiding on the South Island with the soldiers.

The flames in the middle of the island changed at this time, like crystals that refracted light. They were magnificent and majestic. For those who had lived on the island for a long time, this was the most common sight.

Mu Xingqiu walked around among the islanders and found no familiar faces, which made him feel uneasy.

The Lie King landed ashore in a cloud, just as Mr. Tie described. After landing, it turned into threads, slowly and steadily advancing and encircling them. It seemed that there was no danger at all, but the demon slaves and the people were so frightened that they retreated step by step. Only Mu Xing Autumn has been standing at the front.