Exorcism

"It's the two of them!" A surprised and angry cry came from a nearby boat, "How brave, how dare you stay in Xizhao Lake!"

The shopkeeper of Xizhaolou and a group of guys came after him by boat. There were several large and small boats in the distance. When they heard the shouts here, they all turned their bows. A figure flew in the air, faster, and it looked like a It's a casual cultivator.

Mr. Qin's narration was interrupted. He was still sitting on the horizontal plank of the bow, without saying a word and with no intention of escaping. He really left the entire responsibility of "protection" to Mu Xingqiu.

Mu Xingqiu put down the oar, stood up and turned to face his pursuer. The first decision he made in his mind was to escape, because this was the easiest way to deal with it, and because he could do it, and few people in this world could. Catch him. It doesn't matter why these people are chasing him.

After a second thought, Mu Xingqiu changed his mind. He remembered what Mr. Qin had just said. Power will change a person's personality, or at least change his behavioral habits. When the number of choices increases, people will always tend to the simplest and most direct approach. Therefore, the demon soul combined with the demon species will have a decisive battle with Taoism, and Mu Xingqiu, who has powerful magic power, can run away whenever he wants.

Mu Xingqiu stood on the boat without casting any spells. It was not to prove that he was not affected by the power, but to experience again what ordinary people would do in this situation. This would help to understand why the demon soul was obsessed with Reincarnation.

"We are here." Mu Xingqiu said loudly, "Why are you so hot on the trail? Do we owe wine money?"

Several boats stopped and were arranged in a fan shape. The person who answered the question was not the shopkeeper of Xizhao Tower, but a middle-aged man floating in the air. Liucheng is so public? Don’t you know that the chief helmsman of the Hong Xiu Society is here?”

Mu Xingqiu looked back at Mr. Qin. He really didn't know that there was a "General Helmsman of the Hong Xiu Society" in Duanliu City, and he had never even heard of the "Hong Xiu Society" organization. Mr. Qin remained silent, as if the whole matter had nothing to do with him.

"I did learn some magic, but I don't know where the word 'publicity' comes from?"

The casual cultivator in the air snorted disdainfully. The shopkeeper of Xizhao Tower who was standing on the boat knew that it was time for him to take the stage. He raised his arms and held some stones and iron blocks in his hands. "You use these things to pass off as gold and silver. In the Xizhao Tower, Eat and drink a lot, the evidence is here, don’t you recognize it?”

Mu Xingqiu was a little surprised. Most of his gold and silver came from Xin Youtao. They were absolutely real gold and silver. He had used them before and had never had any problems. If these gold and silver were really fake, it would be impossible for him not to tell them with his eyes.

Using telepathy and illusion to explore the shopkeeper's memory, he could immediately figure out the truth. Mu Xingqiu resisted this small temptation, shook his head and said, "Of course I don't admit it. Who discovered the fake gold and silver?"

"Who else would have discovered it? Not long after you left, this pile of gold and silver turned into iron stone." The shopkeeper said angrily, attracting a chorus of agreement, "You can tell that you are veterans, specializing in cheating people with fake gold and silver. Drink and call two popular singers."

The casual cultivators in the sky stared at Mu Xingqiu, but Mu Xingqiu only looked at the shopkeeper. After the crowd's agreement stopped, he said, "Is there anyone from the government here?"

The middle-aged casual cultivator said coldly: "The Hong Xiu Society is the government. If you want to defend yourself, just tell me."

Mu Xingqiu shook his head again, "The government should judge the case impartially. You have already concluded that I am a liar as soon as you come here. How can you be 'just'?"

The middle-aged casual cultivator's expression changed, and he looked like he was about to have an attack. He reluctantly held back, and slowly fell down, standing on the water between Mu Xingqiu and the shopkeeper, and said firmly: "Okay, let's do justice once, and the shopkeeper of Xizhao Tower accuses You use iron and stone as gold and silver, hand over all the gold and silver you have left, and let me verify it on the spot."

"The gold and silver have been spent, and the last bit was used to hire a ship. Did the ship owner also get iron stone?"

The captain of the ship was no longer among the pursuers. The shopkeeper said loudly: "It costs more to hire a ship? It's true. It's not surprising. You lied to Xizhao Tower. You said you spent all your gold and silver. You're even more lying. The bag on your waist It’s filled with fake gold and silver, do you think we can’t tell?”

A total of more than 40 people on the five ships were all staring at Mu Xingqiu's treasure bag. Even the middle-aged casual cultivator quickly glanced at it.

Mu Xingqiu understood what was going on without any illusions or questioning. His gold and silver were not "taken" from the treasure bag, but summoned. In order to prevent his behavior from being too weird, he walked in the sunset. Every time people in the building call for gold and silver, they will pat the bag with their hands. To outsiders, the treasure bag becomes an inexhaustible bag of gold and silver.

This is a group of greedy mortals, and one greedy casual cultivator.

Mu Xingqiu waited for a while, sighed softly, took off the treasure bag from his waist, and held it in his hand, "Since you don't believe it, just check it out, but I have to know your name first."

"Golden elixir monk Wen Huifeng of the Hong Xiu Society." The middle-aged casual cultivator said proudly, his eyes finally focused on the treasure bag openly.

"The gold and silver are indeed spent, but there are a lot of things inside. Is their safety guaranteed?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"Hong Xiuhui is the orthodox monk in the world. You are a small casual cultivator who has just mastered magic. What do you have that is worth grabbing for us?" Wen Huifeng's voice was slightly impatient.

Mu Xingqiu actually thought so. It was probably not the gold and silver that impressed Wen Huifeng, but the treasure bag itself, but he still threw the bag over.

Wen Huifeng caught it, looked seriously to the left and right, then slowly opened the bag, making several gestures with his fingers nimbly.

Mu Xingqiu recognized the other party's method. It was the natural magic that he had spread back then.

Wen Huifeng was checking the origin of the treasure bag, but he couldn't see anything. The bag looked very ordinary. It was made of rough leather and was very old. There weren't many things in it. He put his hand into the bag and groped for a long time. Just took out something.

A three-foot-long demon bone shone with a faint green light under the moonlight. People on the five ships opposite exclaimed in unison, and the shopkeeper loudly said: "Look, this is also evidence. These two people can carry out such a big thing." A bone stuffed into a small bag can naturally turn iron and stone into gold and silver."

Everyone agreed again, but Wen Huifeng did not speak. Instead, he was surprised. This demon bone was of high quality and was a rare thing. How could an ordinary cultivator have such a treasure? He glanced at Mu Xingqiu quickly, no longer as underestimating the enemy as he had been at the beginning.

Everything in the treasure bag was taken out. All kinds of monsters and magic weapons, each one can cause exclamations. The shopkeeper on the ship's eyes lit up. It was not his profession to snatch guests' property, so it seemed that The more good things he received, the happier he felt. Especially when he found gold and silver souls, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He really wanted to rush over and share the spoils with the monks immediately.

Others' surprises were exactly Wen Huifeng's fear. He placed everything in mid-air in front of him, and the speed of taking things out became slower and slower, as if there were poisonous insects or traps waiting for him in the bag.

After taking out at least thirty items, Wen Huifeng took out his bag empty-handed without taking out anything. The shopkeeper said eagerly: "Is it gone? It must be more than just these things. Where is the gold and silver? Old Wen, don't be alone..."

"Shut up!" Wen Huifeng shouted sternly. He wanted to put the things in front of him back into the treasure bag. He quietly cast several spells but they didn't work. He had to turn to Mu Xingqiu. The muscles on his face moved awkwardly a few times, stiffly. He said: "No problem, maybe shopkeeper Sun made a mistake. You can go."

"What are you talking about? Old Wen..." The shopkeeper of Xizhaolou was anxious, but when Wen Huifeng's stern eyes swept over him, he had no choice but to shut up.

Wen Huifeng slowly rose into the air, "Please enjoy the lake view. If anyone comes to disturb you, just mention my name, Wen Huifeng. I'm sorry... this..."

The monk turned around and flew towards the city at an extremely fast speed. Everyone who followed was dumbfounded and had no choice but to return one after another. Shopkeeper Sun stayed for a while longer, looking at the treasure bag and the rows of treasures, reluctant to leave. Finally, he was persuaded to leave by the clerk. , his complaint came from the dark night: "Wen Huifeng is planning to take it all for himself, I'm sure he will come back later..."

Even though he knew this, shopkeeper Sun didn't dare to come back. Xizhao Tower couldn't afford to offend Hong Xiuhui.

Mu Xingqiu waved his hand, and the demon bones and other objects automatically entered the treasure bag and flew back to his waist.

"You solve one problem and cause more problems." Mr. Qin put his hands on his knees and stood up slowly like a pure old man. "The temptation of power is everywhere. The same is true for ordinary humans and monsters. It's just that their power There is a limit, and the temptation will not burn brightly. No matter how greedy the shopkeeper is, he can only leave in anger when facing a strong competitor, not daring to touch the treasure. If Wen Huifeng's magic was stronger, he would dare to do it in person. Now he's looking for help."

The boat under his feet sailed quickly into the depths of the night. Mu Xingqiu was silent for a long time and said, "Are humans and monsters really not worth saving?"

More than one strong man had said similar words to him. Mu Xingqiu had never taken it seriously, but now he had to seriously consider it.

"Are you saving the entire human race and monster race?" Mr. Qin asked.

Mu Xingqiu was silent for a while, "What I want to save most is myself, and the relatives and friends I care about."

"So your problem doesn't exist at all. You conflict with Tao and demons because your paths are different. It has nothing to do with whether all living beings are worth saving. The temptation of power is like a beautiful woman. All men in the world know her beauty, and all the men in the world know her beauty. But men all want to monopolize it and cannot share it. The same is true for power. Mu Xingqiu, Tao cannot tolerate demons and demons cannot tolerate Tao, because both parties are pursuing the same power. You are not tolerated because you are approaching this power. "

Mu Xingqiu's heart stirred, "What kind of power is the Demonic Tribulation? Is it worthy of Taoism to eliminate the entire Nianxin Department?"

Just as Mr. Qin was about to speak, a cold voice came from the air, "For more than 130,000 years, we have searched every corner of the world, Demon Soul, why have you been hiding?"