Exorcism

The hillside was full of trees that had fallen during the soil attack. Mu Xingqiu sat on a tree trunk, his feet gradually sinking into the soft soil, holding his chin in his hands, quietly looking down at the busy mortals in the valley. Occasionally, Some people looked up to watch him, but no one came up. General Mu issued a suggestion through his followers, hoping that no one would go up the mountain to disturb this weird and ugly middle-aged man.

Mu Xingqiu summoned a bronze mirror and checked for the first time the appearance that Zuo Liuying had changed for him. It was a pitted face with thick flesh and a fierce look, but there was melancholy in his eyes, as if he had been traumatized. The wolf was expelled from the pack. He stared at the mirror for a while, and suddenly remembered a strange question. He had only looked in the mirror once since he lost his memory. How could he be so sure that General Mu looked exactly like him when he saw him?

There are some memories lingering in his mind, closer to being revealed than ever before, but Mu Xingqiu still can't catch them.

He put away the mirror.

Mr. and Mrs. Luo were lucky enough to escape the attack. After being reunited with their son, they were so excited that they cried once. After listening to General Mu's speech, they cried again. They kept bowing and kneeling to General Mu, as if This is a lifesaver.

Mr. and Mrs. Luo had seen Mu Xingqiu before his disguise, but this didn't seem to bother them at all. Some survivors in the town did claim that they had seen an "amnesia-lost Mu Xingqiu" who was just like General Mu. One person, but amid countless rumors, their claims were quickly dismissed as bragging. When General Mu held up the statue to inspire everyone's confidence, even Old Man Luo sent the other Mu Xingqiu and himself out. I forgot about my bowl of porridge.

Shou Que was even more sincerely convinced by General Mu, and seemed to be his most loyal believer. He ran forward and backward, selflessly dedicating his expertise in telepathy and illusion. He answered all questions and even pointed to the hillside a few times. I don’t know. They said something, but General Mu had no special reaction anyway.

Mu Xingqiu didn't care about any of this and just watched quietly.

The only person who stayed awake in the valley was Fu Lin. Soon in the afternoon, he walked up the hillside alone. Without waiting for an invitation, he sat next to Mu Xingqiu. He rubbed his tired calves and said, "They can't stop the golden attack tonight." .

"Yeah." Mu Xingqiu also has the same view. So far, General Mu has only aroused everyone's will to survive, but the spells he has deployed are pitiful. They are absolutely unable to compete with the Five Elements Tribulation.

"But this General Mu is very strange. He is a liar, but he has nothing to gain. I have investigated and found that he came from Xijie Kingdom. He seems to be very similar to the Mu Xingqiu that the ancestor killed. He was in Duanliu City He was mistaken for General Mu, so he simply replaced him and used General Mu's reputation to recruit believers and spread the Ancient God Religion. Originally, this was nothing. Whenever a catastrophe struck, the Ancient God God Religion would suddenly rise. When the situation calmed down, the believers would disappear. It will be greatly reduced - this is an ancient god who is easy to talk to. "

Mu Xingqiu said nothing, picked up a branch, and drew three images on the ground, which were the three heads of the ancient gods: the skull representing death, the female statue representing compassion, and the face with the thunder symbol representing indifference.

"If the ancient god can really create miracles and protect everyone from this disaster... I would also be willing to be his believer." Fu Lin seemed to have made a major decision, and then laughed at himself, "But this is not a natural disaster, but It's the spell of the Taoist Patriarch - why do I still call him the Patriarch? His name is Kun Chao, and he is an evil Taoist priest - if you want to prevent the catastrophe of the Five Elements, you can only rely on magic, just like Grandmaster Xingshan did."

Mu Xingqiu still didn't speak, but raised his right foot to erase the image on the ground.

"Zhao Chuye can actually save many people's lives. They protected the small area of ​​Zhuozhou City very well and withstood fire and earth attacks. If squeezed together, it can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people. If If they are willing, they can also expand the area. The power of the Heaven-Defying Talisman may not be as powerful as the Five Elements Tribulation, but it spreads over a wider area and can expel the spells laid by Kun Chaos within hundreds of miles, preventing the final Dao Fire Tribulation from occurring. , people can still live, right?”

"It's not that Zhao Chuye doesn't want to save people, he just doesn't care." Mu Xingqiu said. His mentality now is closer to that of a Taoist priest than ever before, and he can understand Grandmaster Xingshan's decision.

"What about you? You don't care either?" Fu Lin would rather trust Mu Feidian on the mountain than General Mu in the valley.

"I don't care." Mu Xingqiu thought for a while before answering. This was his true feeling, "I don't care about the people who died before, and I certainly won't care about the people who will die in the future."

No one knows the situation in the entire world, but around the Imperial Capital, most mortals have died in the fire and earth attacks in the first two days. There are only a few thousand people in the valley. Even if the survivors from other places are included, they are probably no more than Tens of thousands of people.

Since the majority has not been saved, there is no need to save the minority. This was Mu Xingqiu's idea.

Fu Lin lowered his head. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to die. I kept saying it for a long time. In fact, what I want to save most is myself. My relatives and friends all died in the first round of fire attack. At that time, I was still alive." Thinking that I would be lucky if I survived the disaster, I told myself that the country came first and my personal affairs came later, so I should not be sad, but happily accepted the appointment of general. After the second round of soil attack, I heard about what happened next. There are still three or four rounds of attacks, and all mortals will die. My dream of being a general is shattered, but I still don’t grieve for the death of my relatives and friends. All I can think about is how to survive.”

Fu Lin turned to look at his benefactor, "If you can save my life, I will even kneel down and kowtow to you."

"Kowtowing is not as good as a bowl of porridge to me." Mu Xingqiu noticed that the other party's mood was changing rapidly, like a mountain mist blown by a strong wind. He found it interesting, but remained unmoved.

"Haha, my stomach is growling too. If I really have a bowl of porridge, I may not be willing to give it to you." Fu Lin stood up, "Please forgive me, I am a mortal, and Empress Fu's descent is just a title. There is nothing in it, not even my Blood is no more special than ordinary people. Only when I am sure that I will die can I muster the courage to face death. No matter why, I will never be grateful to you in this world. There will be no more mortals. The earth is full of strong men with magical powers flying around. My benefactor must be a man of great origin, and he can naturally survive among the strong. Please accept the humble blessing of a mortal: I hope you will be able to come soon. Get your memory back.”

"Thank you." Mu Xingqiu nodded.

Fu Lin walked down the mountain. He had no hope, but his steps were more determined than when he went up the mountain. Even his emotions became simpler. There was no panic or fear, only magnanimous relaxation.

Mu Xingqiu stared at Fu Lin's back for a long time, convinced that he really had no intention of saving this man.

As the sun gradually set towards the west, Mu Xingqiu's focus gradually shifted from the mortals in the valley to the ubiquitous foreshadowing spells. After a conversation with Zhao Chuye, Mu Xingqiu understood more about spells, and his perception became more acute. He observed the spells around him with the same indifferent attitude, and gradually saw some doorways. These spells were not evenly distributed in the air, but they were all attached to something, as large as a tree or stone, as small as a grain of dust, or a fallen tree. , but the spell has not left, it is still stored in the body of the dead tree.

Mu Xingqiu's sensitivity slowly expanded, and he suddenly discovered a strange spell, which was different from the surrounding spells and more concentrated. He turned his head and looked at a stone behind him, staring at it, feeling more and more The clearer.

The spell dissipated, the stone took on a human form, and Xingshan Grandmaster Zhao Chuye stood there.

"I only know how to fly, and I can also sacrifice a few talismans, that's all."

"That's it? You can see through the details of the spell. This is the most powerful spell. Even a Taoist priest who obeys Rimang may not be able to do it."

"But I can't see through my own spell." Mu Xingqiu stretched out his hand and slowly picked up a small speck of dust with his thumb and index finger. "I can feel the spell inside and see some of its details in my mind, but Don’t know why this works.”

"This must be the setting before your reincarnation, because you know that there are many dangers in this life, and retrieving your memory is not the most important. The most urgent task is to have the ability to protect yourself as soon as possible, so you choose a body with excellent physical properties. And let the spell awaken before the memory."

"Self-protection? Is someone trying to kill me?"

"There are many, but none of them are your opponents. The Taoist Patriarch is your biggest enemy."

"Grandmaster Xingshan also belongs to the Taoist tradition, right?"

"The Taoism no longer exists. The Taoist priests are dead and scattered. Look, I didn't even save the Xingshan Taoist priests, but brought out a group of talisman masters. Obviously, I am not the lucky one chosen by the ancestor, so I don't need to If I want to be loyal to anyone and protect myself in this destroying world, I need to join forces with a more powerful force, which is you."

Mu Xingqiu turned his head again, feeling a little strange. Fu Lin, a mortal who had lost hope, was determined, but Zhao Chuye, a Taoist priest who had not completely lost hope, had slight fluctuations in his mood.

"Aren't you afraid of admitting your mistake? Although I have lost my memory, I really don't feel like I am the reincarnation of a demon soul."

A smile appeared on Zhao Chuye's lips, "This is one of your means of self-protection. Things that you don't even believe in yourself will naturally be difficult for the Patriarch to discover. Don't worry, I have cut off my connection with the Patriarch's Tower. , my name is not in it, the ancestor will not be aware of your existence through me. It is an accident, but this accident is good for you and me."

Mu Xingqiu didn't even know what "benefits" were, "I thought of fire. It is said that if I find this kind of fire, I can get my memory back."

"I will show you all the fires in the world, but this is not the most important thing. We have to find the demon seed. Only the complete demon king can fight against the ancestor. Only the demon soul is not enough."

Mu Xingqiu turned back and continued to stare at the valley, not showing much interest in finding the so-called demon species.

"Stay here and enjoy the destruction of mortals, if it helps you." Zhao Chuye flew into the sky. There were too many foreshadowing spells around him, and he didn't want to risk using teleportation.

Mu Xingqiu did not mention Zuo Liuying, feeling that these two Taoist priests were equally unreliable.

The setting sun hung on the top of the mountain, and the mortals in the valley were already in position. Mu Xingqiu still couldn't feel the magic that was powerful enough to withstand the golden attack.