Exorcism

The words on the copper gourd flashed so fast that it could not be seen clearly with the naked eye. Zeng Fu wanted to get closer, but was stopped by Xin Youxun, "Let's go check on the pregnant woman first. The gourd will flash the words when it encounters a spell attack. It will also flash in the future." Have the opportunity.

Xin Youxun dares to take risks and knows when to be cautious.

There was an underground secret room in the dilapidated house, which was divided into small rooms. In one of them, the two saw the dead pregnant woman. She had just died. The wound was on her forehead, and the blood had not yet condensed.

Zeng Fu gritted his teeth with hatred, "Chen Guanhuo is really getting an advantage. It turns out that he is not only ruthless, but also a despicable person."

Xin Youxun smiled. She had always been very confident about recognizing people. From the moment Chen Guanhuo suddenly killed his companions, she guessed that he had ulterior motives. "I was still too careless and failed to save her. Where is the child?"

The belly of the pregnant woman is no longer bulging, but there is a quilt and clothes beside her. It is obvious that there was a child here.

Zeng Fu ran through more than a dozen huts, but found no trace of the child. He leaned against the wall and listened carefully, and finally found a clue. There was a faint sound of breathing behind a seemingly innocent wall.

Xin Youxun didn't dare to use magic, and both of them were weak. Finally, Zeng Fu thought of a way, brought in the unicorn broom from outside, used its horn to gently scratch the wall, and finally saw the baby.

A few days after the baby was born, I don't know whether he was under a spell or just had enough to eat. He lay on the small blanket and fell asleep soundly, with his two little fists tightly clenched in front of his chest.

Zeng Fu gently took the baby out, stared at it for a while, and whispered, "It's a boy." When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with tears, "It's really strange, why do I want to cry just looking at him."

Xin Youxun also felt strange emotions surging in her heart, and even wanted to take the baby away from Zeng Fu's arms, but she held back, "Send him to the town, leave some money, there will be someone willing to take care of him ”

Broom also came over to watch, but no maternal instinct came out. He stuck out his tongue to taste it, but Zeng Fu pushed it away unceremoniously.

When he came to the ground, Zeng Fu said, "Do you think he is a viviparous Taoist?"

"I don't know, what did Zuo Liuying look like when he was born?"

"That happened more than 400 years ago. I heard that he took up the posture of practicing Buddhism not long after he was born, but he is a disciple of the Taoist sect and was taught by his parents, so it is actually nothing special. I think this little guy... has the root of Taoism born in the womb." Zeng Fu said with certainty.

Xin Youxun smiled and said, "I understand what you mean. I also want to keep him, but how to feed him? There must be milk and so on, and I have to go nearby and ask if his family is still there."

"There is always a way, go see your unicorn, it just saved your life."

After just a short while, Xin Youxun couldn't bear to leave the baby. He took a deep look before turning around and running towards Qilin.

Qilin had already stood up. The armor piece of talismans on his chest blocked most of the attacks. There were only some skin wounds on his body. Xin Youxun didn't know how to heal the wounds, but he brought a lot of elixirs and talismans. He used all the ones that could be used. Qilin had no choice but to He gave in step by step and kept nodding, indicating that there was no problem.

Xin Youxun walked back with Qilin and stared at the copper gourd for a while. The words on it had disappeared, "Isn't the Demon-Batting Cave among the nine treasures just a gourd?"

"What? It seems so. I haven't seen it before. The copper gourd is a common magical weapon in the Taoist tradition... How could the Bamo Cave fall to the ground inexplicably? If such a thing really happened, the entire Taoist tradition would be shocked. At least the Xingshan Taoist priests would be shocked. All hands on deck.”

Xin Youxun also thought it was impossible, so he found a skirt that he would not use for the time being, wrapped it in a copper gourd and picked it up. He wanted to wipe it clean, but it turned out to be spotless.

"Let's go, we have to find a place. The little guy has to eat as soon as he wakes up." Zeng Fu said.

The two of them walked outside with Qilin, both of them feeling attached to the baby.

If they had waited a little longer, they would have seen another miracle, but no one wanted to stay in a dilapidated manor full of corpses. Xin Youxun and Zeng Fu missed the miracle and escaped.

When the two of them disappeared completely and everything was quiet, the only trace of blood left by Chen Guanhuo began to rise upward, as if something was about to come out of the ground.

A small sapling broke out of the ground and slowly grew taller under the sunlight. The blood stains in the surrounding soil gradually disappeared. The tree was extremely strange. It did not shed leaves, flowers, or fruits. It was just one trunk with seven or eight branches. The branches are all white, and they look like jade sculptures, not real trees.

The white tree grew to a height of nine feet, then suddenly burst, and a ball of white light jumped out from inside, leaving only half of the stump standing in place.

The white light flew around the yard, first went into the underground chamber where the pregnant woman died, and soon came out and flew over the bodies of the four monks. It stayed for a little longer, shaking violently, and then flew for a while, and finally After landing, the white light turned into a woman in a white dress.

The descendant of Nianxin was resurrected, but her appearance was much older. She now looks at least fifty years old, with wrinkles on her face and the light on her body fading rapidly. She is no different from ordinary people, but she still stands upright and looks like ordinary people. The old woman was completely different.

"If this is a dream, why do I become so ugly and still have a soul to absorb? If this is reality...impossible, only the magic spell can save me. No one can break the magic hole. No one can . This is a strange dream. I just want more and better living souls. It must be the living soul of a Taoist priest. This is my dream. I can get whatever I want."

Shouque took a breath and sniffed slowly. The real air made her body tremble slightly, but she still refused to believe that this was the real world. She only wanted to devour the Taoist's soul.

She smelled that the nearly perfect soul was not far away, like bloody raw meat attracting lions and tigers.

The soul was in the remaining half of the white tree.

"I seem to remember something." Shouque walked towards the white tree, raised his hand and tapped lightly on his forehead, "My soul, my memory... Someone stole my soul, ah, why do I have such a dream? I must make up for the missing soul, I must... This soul is good."

The half stump exploded for the second time, and this time it disappeared completely. After the smoke dissipated, a man with tattered clothes was lying on the ground.

"Mu Xingqiu." Shouque stopped and blurted out a name, "I actually recognized him, but I can't remember how I knew him... Weird dream, really weird dream, I have to be careful, maybe this is the Demon Cave attacking me. I must be careful, but I have to eat his soul first, it's really a perfect soul, this is what dreams should have." Shouque talked to himself in the "dream", his eyes left the body on the ground and stared at a point of void seven feet high, "Your soul has not yet merged with the body, yes, it should be like this, this is my dream, everything should be as I wish..." Shouque turned into a ball of white light again, and quickly pounced on the location of Mu Xingqiu's soul, shaking violently for a while, retreating to the original place, turning into a human form, frowning, as if he was too careless and got a fish bone stuck in his throat, but his appearance slowly changed from old to young. "Don't be unconvinced, soul. In my dream, your struggle only adds to my pleasure of swallowing." Shouque made different gestures with his hands, pointed his right hand to his forehead, and pressed his left hand on his chin, trying to "digest" the perfect soul he had just swallowed.

She raised her head and found that the "dream" was getting weirder and weirder, and there was a group of inexplicable mortals.

Seventy or eighty mortals stood at the gate of the manor, including an old man holding a pickaxe, an old woman holding a shoulder pole with both hands, and a woman holding a rolling pin with one hand, but there was no young man.

"Why did you show up?" Shouque was not only puzzled, but also very angry. Her dreams could be strange and unexpected, but fragile mortals should never appear. They were as disgusting as insects in dishes.

"Disappear, disappear all, don't appear in my dream!" Shouque waved her hand to drive them away. If she hadn't used all her strength to deal with the newly swallowed soul, she would have wiped out this group of mortals with one move.

These people came to avenge the pregnant woman, but they were a little scared when they saw the monk lying dead on the spot and a madman in white standing in the yard.

"Which village is this crazy old woman from? I don't think I've seen her before." An old man asked in confusion, with his trouser legs and cuffs rolled up, holding a yellowed paper talisman in each hand. There were several people holding paper talismans like him, which were originally used to deal with casual cultivators, but they didn't expect that four of them were dead and one was missing.

They didn't know how strong the casual cultivators were, but they came to ask for an explanation out of indignation.

"It's the crazy mother of Lao Liu, the pig herder in Yang Village in the back mountain. I heard that she has been crazy for several years and said that she is an ancient god who has descended to earth."

"No, I have seen that crazy woman. She is shorter than this one, wears fancy clothes, and is not so white."

"Hey, this is not an old woman, she seems... seems to have become younger. Whose silly daughter-in-law is this, who was abducted here?"

"It's possible. Take her back to the town and ask the daughter-in-law of the old Zhang family."

The mortals talked a lot. The leading old man put away the paper talisman - this thing is very expensive and cannot be used casually - walked towards the crazy woman and said with concern: "Do you remember your name? What is your husband's surname? Where do you live? How long have you been pregnant?"

Shou Que's white cheeks began to turn red, not because of shyness, but because she was about to lose control of the soul she swallowed. The soul's resistance became stronger and stronger, making her more and more dissatisfied with the whole dream.

Shouque suddenly jumped up, rose to a height of more than ten feet, and fell straight to the ground, shocking many mortals at the gate. The old man who came over even sat down and cried "Oh my God".

Shouque turned back into an old woman. She felt angry, but more afraid. This was a nightmare, not a beautiful dream that she could do whatever she wanted.

She ran away, turned into a ball of white light, and flew away without a mind, not wanting to stay for a moment.

The mortals didn't know where the danger was, but were frightened by the magic of the crazy woman. It took a while for them to come back to their senses and slowly walked towards the man lying on the ground.

"Is this one of the casual cultivators who kidnapped the pregnant woman?"

"No, look at his tattered clothes. He is probably also a captured person."

"He moved, look, he moved, he is not dead yet!"

Mu Xingqiu opened his eyes, slowly sat up, looked at a group of strangers blankly, and asked: "Who am I?"