Exorcism

Dark clouds quietly occupied the sky. It rained lightly in the morning. After the rain, the sky did not clear up. The moisture in the clouds did not decrease at all, but increased. The clouds piled up in the sky like lead, falling slowly as if they were heavy. There is a hand holding them, and this hand is so tired that it can no longer hold on.

Anyone who sees such clouds will feel that a heavy rain is coming, but until noon, the clouds only get lower and lower, occasionally dropping a few drops of rain, like a young general out to challenge, but the army behind him is reluctant to charge.

Shen Cunyi stood under the eaves and looked up. What he saw was not the lead clouds, but the man on the top floor of his house.

The Taoist priests outside the town retreated and dispersed to form magic circles to fight against the dark clouds in the sky. This was too much for them. There were 3,000 orthodox Taoist priests and 50,000 monks outside, not to mention two servants. Yuemang Taoist priest and a Fu Rimang Taoist priest hold the battle. There is only one reason why they can persist until now: the other side has not used all their strength.

Zhang Xiang'er and two companions stood on the watchtower of the Shen family, taking turns maintaining the magic circle. Faced with the teasing dark clouds in the sky, no one gave in, and they never talked about this topic.

Shen Cunyi held his breath, his only hope was to stand and watch for a while longer.

"Don't you even have the qualifications to form a magic circle?" A voice came at this time.

Shen Cunyi blushed, coughed twice in embarrassment, turned around and glanced at Yin Buchen, "I have other tasks."

"It's quite a heavy task to run errands and deliver letters." Yin Buchen said sarcastically. He would never be soft-spoken to people who were not as powerful as himself.

Shen Cunyi quickly glanced at the watchtower. Zhang Xiang'er and others were still maintaining the magic circle. When it was their turn to rest, they concentrated on thinking, "You don't have to worry about our affairs. Where is Mr. Yishi? Are you still studying the fragments?"

"You don't need to worry about Laojun's affairs." Yin Buchen glanced at the sky, "I really don't understand what Dao Tong thinks. When fighting monsters, don't they always attack more with less? How to deal with it? Yelin Town wants to bully the minority with its large number? Tens of thousands of people have created such a dark cloud, which is not as good as what Shi Hanyuan did three days ago.

Although Shen Cunyi was a Taoist priest, he was not very free and easy. He had no intention of chatting with Yin Buchen, and was too embarrassed to walk away, so he could only say perfunctorily: "Fellow Taoist Duan said that this is a ritual. All Taoist priests and monks who participated in the massacre of Yelin Town , even if you just watch, your hands will be stained with blood. This is our blood, the blood of Taoist priests, and those who are stained will forever fall into the path of killing. This is Shi Hanyuan's purpose."

"Well, this sounds like what Xiaohao would say... Hey, you mean that the blood of demons and mortals is not important."

"That's different. Both sides of the battle are Taoist priests, so... killing fellow Taoists is a serious crime. No matter how cruel Zuo Liuying is, he will just send the rebels into the Demon Cave, but Shi Hanyuan wants to kill them all. In the middle... ...In the middle..."

"I understand." Yin Buchen nodded reservedly, "It's similar to the sacrifices made by the monster clan before the battle. Especially those stupid beast monsters always kill one or two companions before fighting to boost their fighting spirit. They think they can It’s really stupid to wash away the blood of your comrades with the blood of your enemies, but it’s quite effective.”

Shen Cunyi didn't think there was any similarity between the two, but he had no intention of refuting and couldn't help but look up again.

"It seems you don't have much confidence." Yin Buchen said.

"Confidence? You mean confidence in this battle...Who said I don't have it? We were able to repel Shi Hanyuan three days ago, and we can do it today. Fellow Daoist Yang has made arrangements."

"Ah, three days ago, I remember that except for the three-soul monster controlled by the Holy Mother of All Sons, I was the only one who dared to rush forward to fight against Sun Mang's magic. I have followed Taoist Master for many years. I got a lot of courage from him. He taught me The truth is: If there is no way to avoid it, it is better to go head-on than to run away. If your opponent wants to keep a distance from you, you should find ways to eliminate the distance. "

"The Taoist Master must be Uncle Mu Xingqiu. What he said makes sense, except for one thing. It's not easy to get close to a high-level Taoist priest..."

"Hey, who do you think you are? You're just a little Taoist priest, and you actually dare to question Tao Zun's words!" Yin Buchen shook his head, "No, no, that's not what I want to say. I said you don't have much confidence, because you don't want to leave anything behind after you die. It’s a pity, so I really want to say all the things that should be said and those that shouldn’t be said before I die, so that maybe we can form a fate..."

"Shhhhhh." Shen Cunyi's face turned even redder. Although he had boldly expressed his feelings when he left the imperial capital, it was in front of the Daotong Tower and Zhang Xiang'er was not there. Now, even if he only looks at it from a distance, the feeling in his heart still remains. There is not much courage left.

"Don't worry, when the Taoist forces use their full strength, the whole Yelin Town will be booing." Yin Buchen liked this sentence very much, and he smiled with satisfaction at first.

Shen Cunyi was a little confused, "Why are you not afraid at all?"

"Why should I be afraid? Do you think my courage is not as good as yours? Three days ago, when I rushed into Feng Chang to fight to the death, where were you? Who sent the three-hundred monster from all the way? And who was it? Demon Lord Zhengfa supports him? Without me, he would be a useless person with three heads and six arms."

Shen Cunyi was forced into a corner by a series of questions, his face became redder and his mouth became stupider.

"We were all on the mountain peak and saw your 'heroic deeds'." Someone answered for him.

Zhang Xiang'er flew down from the watchtower at some point and stood behind Shen Cunyi. Shen Cunyi turned around, his face already as red as a cooked shrimp.

"You have to thank me, everyone in Yelin Town has to thank me." Yin Buchen said proudly.

"Thank you for thanking Mr. Yishi. Seeing how calm you are, Mr. Yishi must have a way to deal with it. Go tell him what to do. We can't hold on any longer." Zhang Xiang'er came to a conclusion directly.

"Do you come here with the dead or with the living?" Zhang Xiang'er had never wanted to rely on the demon clan, and she had no illusions at this time. She snorted and said to Shen Cunyi: "Go and inform fellow Taoist Yang Qingyin, at most there will be half a dozen more people." In an hour, Taoism will launch a full-scale attack."

Shen Cunyi nodded and was hesitating whether to say something when Zhang Xiang'er flew back to the upstairs.

Yin Buchen finally came to his senses. He actually lost to a female Taoist priest who was inferior to him in a quarrel. However, the person had already left, and the best opportunity to retort had also slipped away. He rolled his eyes a few times and raised his hand. He patted Shen Cunyi twice on the shoulder and said, "Give up, kid, you can't control yourself. You are a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. Be careful not to leave any bones behind."

Yin Buchen applied what he learned immediately and left immediately after speaking, without giving the other party a chance to talk back.

Shen Cunyi didn't even think about replying and ran outside excitedly.

He has been playing with Zhang Xiang'er since he was a child, and has long been accustomed to her strength. He doesn't resent her, and he has never thought about having to "suppress" anyone. Moreover, there is a certain tacit understanding between the two. It is an outsider, especially an outsider like Yin Buchen. The demon can't understand it.

Yang Qingyin's residence is at the other end of the street, far away from Shen's house, but it is not an obstacle for the Taoist priests. There are magical instruments for immediate communication between them. It is not a particularly important matter, and there is basically no need to send messages.

Zhang Xiang'er just made an excuse to come over to help. Shen Cunyi seemed to have just reached a new level and ran very fast on the street. It took a while before he remembered that he could fly.

Yang Qingyin's residence is the tallest wooden tower in Yelin Town. The three-spirit monster on the top of the tower is motionless, and people can live on the bottom floor. As soon as Shen Cunyi came in, he heard Yang Qingyin assigning tasks, so he stepped aside and listened.

Yang Qingyin already knew the battle situation in the air. Like Zhang Xiang'er and others, she did not place her hope on Yishi Jun. He was an unreasonable old demon who would take action at any time if he wanted to help. No matter how much he begged for help, it was useless. Yelin Town must save itself.

"Have all the wooden towers and wooden buildings been built?" Yang Qingyin asked. Xiao Qingtao, Xiao Hao, Feifei, Shen Xiuming, Shen Ji, Sun Yulu and others were standing opposite her. Only the Virgin Mary of Ten Thousand Sons stood opposite her. Sitting.

"It's built!" Shen Cunyi replied loudly, appearing to be overly excited, attracting a few doubtful glances, and he hurriedly stepped back.

The room was extremely simple, the floor was still dirt, and there was not even a layer of grass. There was a crooked table in the middle, and Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons sat on the only chair.

"The black wood in Zhibu State can resist some spells. Let me remind everyone: Don't leave the wooden tower. Once the decisive battle begins, I won't be able to spare too many manpower to protect them."

"Don't worry, I'll go right away." Shen Xiuming said seriously. He glared at his son as he walked outside. He wanted to take him away, but then he changed his mind. After all, Shen Cunyi is a Taoist priest and should follow him. People here stay together instead of hiding in wooden towers like ordinary residents.

"How long can the magic circle last?" Yang Qingyin asked.

"Less than half an hour." Sun Yulu replied, glancing at Xiaohao and Feifei behind her, "With the help of the beast master, we should be able to hold on for half an hour longer."

Xuanwu Miushi and Youliao will serve as Yelin Town's last line of defense, working with the Taoist priests to resist the attack.

"That's enough. How are the preparations for the raid team?"

Shen Ji replied: "The eighty-seven people are all ready and will be in place soon. We are just waiting for a loophole in the Taoist spell."

Yang Qingyin nodded, Shen Ji walked out, and Shen Cunyi followed behind him. He was one of the eighty-seven raid members. Yin Buchen was right when he said that when fighting with Taoist priests, you must rush close to have a chance of winning.

"After the war begins, the situation will definitely be chaotic. Things like putting out the fire will be left to you two."

Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao took orders at the same time. They did not bring many people and could not participate in the magic circle, so they were dedicated to defending against out-of-control spells.

All of these are aids in the battle. Yang Qingyin finally turned to Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons, "As long as you can defend Yelin Town, I will personally send you back to Zifeng Mountain and fight the enemy side by side with you."

Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons not only sat in the only chair, but also had the only smile in the room. "As long as the information you got is correct, and Shi Hanyuan and the three-soul monster really share the same person's remnant soul, I have a solution."

On the top of the wooden tower, Mu Dong'er was speaking to Yao Er's head, "Don't be afraid, bald man, I will never let anyone hurt you."

Yao Er kept blinking, trying to remember his past, while the other two heads looked at the dark clouds above their heads, saying nothing.