Exorcism

Yang Qingyin caressed her slightly bulging belly, even her scolding voice was as gentle as water, "Are you two taking turns to bully me?"

The bald man on top of the clock blinked, "I didn't bully you, mother.

"What I'm talking about is... haven't you seen Mu Xingqiu yet?"

"No, there are only a group of figures wandering around, all conjured by Ishi-kun. He is about to eat up all the golems."

Yang Qingyin sighed slightly. Through the Bone Forging Fist, she could still feel Mu Xingqiu's emotions more clearly than before, but she was unable to convey any information. She knew that he was in confusion. The Patriarch once said that Mu Xingqiu was trying to delay time in the Zhibu Kingdom. He must have made no progress in this regard.

Mother Yang sent a big fish a few days ago and brought a lot of books. Yang Qingyin read some and felt more and more that it was impossible to control real time. There were some methods that could make practice faster, but ten years was really hard. It was too short. Mu Xingqiu could rise to Dinxia in a few months, and it would take at least three years to rise to Yanyan. As for Xingluo, no one in the history of Taoism could become a Xingluo Taoist within ten years, even Zuo Neither can Liuying.

"You go and rest for a while, I'll practice boxing."

"I'm not tired at all." Bald Man speeded up. He insisted on taking on more than half of the surveillance tasks, hoping that Yang Qingyin could rest more.

Yang Qingyin smiled, "I'm not tired either. The key is this little thing. If I don't practice boxing, it will give me a stomachache."

The bald man stopped practicing boxing, "I guess it must be a boy. Wait until he comes out... wait until he grows up. Mom, you have to deal with him severely."

"Of course." Yang Qingyin's boxing speed is very fast. She punches hundreds of times a day and has become accustomed to it. "He made me suffer so much, and it happened at this time. He owes me a beating."

The bald man grinned, "Can I hit him too?"

"Yes." Yang Qingyin said with certainty, "You are a bald uncle, of course you can beat him."

The bald man smiled even more happily, "Mom, you will be the real 'mom' from now on."

Yang Qingyin's heart trembled. She had always thought that "Lao Niang" was a domineering nickname. For the first time, she discovered that it also had an affectionate side. "It is simpler to be a Taoist priest." She murmured, feeling that her stomach was hurting again, and she hurriedly concentrated on practicing. fist.

Seeing that Yang Qingyin was fine, Bald Man flew to inspect the island. He didn't dare to go too far now and almost never left the island. He looked towards the ocean in the south, where from time to time there would be a loud noise, strange light or smoke. , "Still fighting."

Since the demon soldiers of General Luo Yunqiao of the Sacrifice Kingdom were repulsed last time, other demon clans came to take a peek. Fortunately, a small army of the Shengfu Dynasty was guarding the periphery, so the island was able to remain quiet.

A dragon emerged from the clouds in the distance. Bald Man immediately raised his vigilance and prepared himself for the fight without calling Yang Qingyin.

The dragon disappeared a hundred steps away, and a man on the dragon's back flew down and waved to the bald man.

The bald man stepped forward to greet him, still not letting down his guard, "Ouyang Shu, is that your name?"

Ouyang Hao, a casual cultivator, nodded a little sheepishly, "It's me. Can I see Taoist Yang?" He glanced towards the island.

"She is practicing boxing and can't stop. If you have anything to say to me, I will tell you." There are two people who are bald and will not be allowed to go to the island to meet Yang Qingyin no matter what. One is the talisman master Liu Ding, and the other One is Ouyang Shu.

Ouyang Shu was a little disappointed, but he didn't force it, "I came from Taoist Zuo."

"Zuo Liuying? Is he okay? Where is Xiao Hao, where is Flea, and where is Feifei?" Bald Man suddenly became excited.

Ouyang Hao smiled and said: "They are all doing well. Taoist Zuo has condensed his elixir again."

"That's for sure. It's just as easy for him to condense elixirs as it is for others to get acne. What state is he in?"

Ouyang Shu shook his head, "I'm not sure about this. Taoist Zuo asked me to send a message to Taoist Yang."

"Well, I'll convey it for you."

"Fantasy can come true."

"What?" Bald Man didn't understand.

"What does it mean?"

"Maybe even illusory things can become real."

"I know this. I mean it has a profound meaning. What Zuo Liuying said must have a profound meaning."

"Then I'm not sure. Taoist Zuo only said these four words."

"Didn't you question him?"

Ouyang Hao's face turned redder, "No."

The bald man showed a hint of reproach and suddenly smiled again, "Thank you. I will tell Yang Qingyin these four words later. She is busy."

"Then I'll take my leave." Ouyang Hao summoned the dragon he was riding in panic, "I will stay with Emperor Sun Fuci's army for a few days and be on call."

"Okay, your dragon is really majestic."

Bald Man's praise made Ouyang Shu even more panicked. In his eyes, Bald Man was also a Taoist priest, and a very peculiar Taoist priest. He immediately felt that the dragon he had transformed was too flashy and seemed to be showing off, so he hurriedly put it away and flew out several Only after he was inside did he dare to call him out again.

The bald man looked at the back of Sanxiu, lowered his lips, and said to himself: "If you are better than Liu Ding, then you can never get close to me."

The bald man walked back and forth on the island for more than a dozen times, picking up the scattered books and some small things. He was humming a song, thinking about Artemisia and fleas for a while, Brother Xiaoqiu for a while, but he couldn't think of anything. The most numerous are the children in Yang Qingyin's belly, "Little Xiaoqiu, haha, little Xiaoqiu..."

Yang Qingyin became more and more focused in practicing boxing. She knew that someone was approaching, but there was no malicious intention, so she never stopped.

Until dusk, she ended her boxing practice and asked Bald Man to replace her. "He was getting more and more anxious, which was even worse for practice."

"Brother Xiaoqiu, can you not be in a hurry?" The bald man saw the situation in Zhibu State through the golem again. The golem only had two legs at this time, but this had no effect on the bald man. The two were connected by magic, and the two were connected by magic. Eyes have nothing to do with it, "It's just Ishi-kun, he always changes into so many bodies, it makes me dizzy."

Yang Qingyin took out a half-read book from her arms and continued reading. As the light gradually dimmed, she did not notice, "The book says very clearly that time cannot be changed. Taoist priests have a long life span. If it can be extended at will, Or shortening the time would be detrimental to the Taoist priest... This is a book written by the third generation patriarch, so it must be correct. Patriarch Fang must be very aware of this, why did he lend me the Demon Suppressing Bell? "

Yang Qingyin held the book in one hand and subconsciously touched her abdomen with the other. She suddenly stopped moving and guessed a little bit of the truth.

The bald man spoke at this moment, "By the way, Zuo Liuying sent Ouyang Shu over to deliver a message."

"Zuo Liuying?" Yang Qingyin was extremely happy, "What did he say?"

"Fantasy can come true."

"Can fantasy come true?"

"With these four words, Zuo Liuying is still the same as before. He doesn't explain anything. Maybe Ouyang Hao doesn't dare to ask. It would be better if I were here..." The bald man has always been in awe of Zuo Liuying, even if If he had doubts in person, he would encourage Xiao Hao to ask.

Yang Qingyin stopped reading and kept repeating these four words. She vaguely felt that it was related to controlling time. What made her confused was how did Zuo Liuying know that Mu Xingqiu was trying to get more time? The founder, Fang Xunmo, could only know the situation in Zhibu State with the help of Taoist treasures. Could it be that he told Zuo Liuying?

All high-level Taoist priests were mysteries, and Yang Qingyin began to hate the saying "to understand is to gain."

Yang Qingyin hurried over to practice boxing but felt nothing. Mu Xingqiu had to practice boxing at the same time so that she could capture some of his emotions.

After a while, the bald man said: "It seems that Mr. Yishi has left, and only Brother Xiaoqiu is left. He came over, it should be Brother Xiaoqiu, his walking posture is the same."

"Tell him those four words." Yang Qingyin said.

"Which four words? Oh, I got it, let me try. I wanted to write on the golem before, but it was too difficult...it's also difficult now." The bald man gritted his teeth and tried hard, but his connection with the golem was still unclear. If there is nothing, no matter how hard you try, it cannot be strengthened, and there is no way to show the writing on the golem.

"There is a way." Bald Man made his last effort.

Yang Qingyin noticed Mu Xingqiu's confusion and knew that he had seen those four words. This confusion was rapidly increasing, and Mu Xingqiu obviously did not understand the meaning.

Zuo Liuying would never hear these four words for no reason, but Yang Qingyin suddenly remembered an important question, "What state is Zuo Liuying in right now?"

"I asked, Zuo Liuying has already condensed the elixir, and the state... Ouyang Hao didn't ask, he couldn't tell." The bald man said dissatisfiedly.

This is what Yang Qingyin is worried about. It has only been a few months, and Zuo Liuying cannot return to the state of concentration. This means that even though he is still so proud, his knowledge may not be truly superior to others.

She regretted letting Bald Man pass these four words too early, "Tell him this is what Zuo Liuying said."

"There is nothing we can do. The golem has been completely destroyed. I can't see or do anything now."

Yang Qingyin continued to practice boxing, but Mu Xingqiu's confusion did not decrease, but became more and more serious. Suddenly, the confusion disappeared, Yang Qingyin could not feel anything, and Mu Xingqiu obviously stopped practicing there.

Yang Qingyin didn't stop.

A new battle broke out in the distant South China Sea, with red and green lights flashing alternately, and occasional rumbling sounds.

"Hasn't the Taoist priests retired yet? Where have all the Taoist priests gone?" Bald's attention was attracted, and he was also confused. "With just a few Taoist priests, all the monsters in the south can be eliminated."

Yang Qingyin hummed casually, not caring at all about the war in the south.

Almost an hour later, she could finally feel Mu Xingqiu's emotions again. He was no longer confused or happy, but rather determined.

"He understands. He and Zuo Liuying have the same idea." Yang Qingyin has not been so happy for a long time.

The bald man jumped up and down on the top of the clock, "Brother Xiaoqiu is really smart. How could he guess Zuo Liuying's thoughts, but we have no clue at all?"

"Because..." Yang Qingyin suddenly understood, "Because the two of them have had similar experiences."