Fangfang braided three delicate slender braids for bald people to pass the boring time. She likes quietness, but she doesn't like being out of the way.

"What do you think other Taoist priests are doing?" Fangfang tied the last braid, "Discussing new tactics? Surveying outside the city? Maybe he met a demon soldier again."

The inn yard is much cleaner, and it can be seen even in the night. This is Fangfang's credit, and she cleaned up all the rooms.

The bald man nodded a long time, actually looking at his new braid carefully, feeling extremely satisfied, and then raised his head - for him, this action is much easier than that of ordinary people, "I guess... Brother Xiaoqiu is thinking about us two."

Fangfang burst out laughing, "You are really good at talking."

The bald man used three braids to fight in front of his eyes, his movements were so fast that even his own eyes could not keep up with him, his eyes were circling, "Of course, the mouth should be easier to use, but I was telling the truth, Brother Xiao Qiu... Oh, I'm dizzy..."

Fangfang grabbed the bald man who fell to the ground and said, "Be careful."

The bald man lowered his braid, blinked his eyes twice, flew up on his own, and said mysteriously: "Let's run away secretly?"

"Escape?"

"Well, go find Brother Xiaoqiu and leave this place together."

Fangfang laughed in silence, "Are you scared? You are the disciple of Pangshan who is recorded in the book."

The bald man sighed helplessly, "But I always feel strange..."

"You have no heart."

"That's just that I don't know where I feel weird." The bald man said seriously, but his voice became lower and lower. "This yard and the entire city have a...a...fangfang, are you lost?"

Fangfang nodded.

"It's like getting lost, I don't like it." The bald man turned his head and looked at Zuo Liuying's room. "This guy always talks in my head. I don't like it either."

Fangfang smiled again. Zuo Liuying's magic power is too strong and he is a mute himself. When he wants to talk directly to someone but doesn't want to be heard by others, he will speak out directly in the mind of the person. This is indeed a very strange experience. Most of the disciples of the Forbidden Secret Department have become accustomed to it. Although Bald man lives in the Forbidden Secret Tower, he has very little contact with the first one. He has lived with him every day since he escaped to Duanliu City.

"This is the first time we have come to Duanliu City. Of course we will feel unfamiliar, and this is not called getting lost."

The bald man thought for a while, "Yes, I haven't even left the door, how could I feel lost? Haha, maybe I've been holding it here for too long, and you've even secretly ran out once."

Fangfang smiled without saying a word, "What did the head of the house say to you?"

"I only say to Brother Xiaoqiu."

Fangfang was about to stir up the bald man to tell the truth, Zuo Liuying's maid Zeng Fu walked out of the room. He took a deep breath, "It's cold, and the air is still good."

"Yes." Fangfang was a little restrained. She had known Zeng Fu for a long time. She has been together these days, but every time she talked, she still felt strange. She couldn't figure out whether Zeng Fu was talking or Zuo Liuying.

Zeng Fu walked over. "I really envy you Taoist priests who can not eat or drink for several days, and don't have to do that... that kind of thing. I feel like a beggar who never takes a bath among you."

"What kind of thing?" asked the bald man blankly.

Zeng Fu was very familiar with Bald Man and said with a smile: "Think about it, what else do you have to do when you had to eat every day?"

"Oh, go to the toilet! I thought it was really troublesome at that time. I was a little constipated and felt very uncomfortable every time. My mother looked at me every day and would not let her eat if she didn't go..."

Fangfang and Zeng Fu kept laughing, the bald man stopped talking for no reason, and then he laughed as well.

"Look, this is the benefit of being a Taoist priest, which can save a lot of trouble." Zeng Fu said.

"This is the benefit of only the head left, which can save more trouble." Bald man showed off.

"The Taoist priests also have to eat and drink... but the number of times is less." Fangfang was a little uneasy about this topic.

"That's great, and as the realm improves, the trouble will become less and less. For example, this person--" Zeng Fu pointed his hand at Zuo Liuying's room. She was wearing a regular-style long skirt, with a naughty expression on her wrinkled face. "The longest time is 261 days without eating or drinking. What's strange is that he has been to the toilet five times, and he left a lot of things each time."

Fangfang couldn't help it and lowered her head and laughed. Whether she liked or hated Zuo Liuying, the head of the Ban Secret Department, everyone admitted that this was a noble genius. Only when Zuo Liuying was adopted since childhood would he see the side that others dare not even think about.

"Will he get thinner?" The bald man immediately concluded.

Fangfang didn't dare to look up, Zeng Fu said seriously: "I can't. He can't be fat or thin. When I was a child, I was envious. When I was 23 or 24 years old, I gained a little weight, so I went to ask the head of the city how to maintain his figure. Do you know how he did it?"

"Cast a spell to let you go to the toilet every day." Bald man replied quickly as if he was answering the question from his teacher in class.

"No, he called Lin Sa that big fat man up and said through my mouth, 'From the future, you can stand by this fat girl for a while every day, so that she can feel that she is not that fat'. Lin Sa is obedient and comes to me every day. He laughs when he sees me, and I cry when I see him. After a few months, I really lose weight."

The bald man felt something, "No wonder Lin Du teaches so fat. This is also a spell. He sucks other people's flesh on himself."

Fangfang finally understood why these two people were always whispering happily together, one dared to say anything, the other dared to listen to anything, and they were both very serious.

She covered her stomach and rested her head on Zeng Fu's shoulder, "Oh, don't talk anymore, my stomach hurts."

Zeng Fu and Bald man looked at each other in confusion, "What's ridiculous about this? You are still young, in a few years... Alas, you are a Taoist priest. As long as you don't want to be fat, you will never be fat. Envy, envy. Speaking of envy, why didn't Mu Xingqiu come? He almost came to the yard to practice boxing every day. Every time he finished practicing, he looked at Zuo Liuying's room like a fool. Who do you think he was looking forward to coming out? Anyway, it's not me. I rest in the room next to him every day. He must know, but he never chatted with me. Maybe it was Lan Qizhang, and Mu Xingqiu needed a priest to swallow the smoke to help him resist the demon soldiers."

"No, right, right." The bald man immediately retorted, "Brother Xiaoqiu must be looking forward to me... and Fangfang."

Zeng Fu blinked at Fangfang, "I'm not a Taoist priest. It's normal to guess wrong. Oh, I'm going to rest. It's okay for you to stay awake for a few days. If I don't sleep well for a day, there will be more wrinkles in the corners of my eyes the next day."

Zeng Fu walked into a room, suddenly turned around and came to the door, and said to Fangfang with a smile: "Thank you for cleaning the room so clean. I am a lazy person and can't even use a rag. If you were not a Taoist priest, you would definitely be a good wife and mother."

Zeng Fu went to bed by himself, and Fangfang stood in the yard with a blushing face.

The bald man flew around her, "Be careful, you're going to be deviled."

"Hmm? What are you talking nonsense?"

"You blushed and your breathing is also accelerating. How can a practitioner do this? The book says..." The bald man is literate and cannot practice, but he reads a lot of books. He said one by one, and suddenly cheered, "Brother Xiaoqiu is here!"

Fangfang has seen it.

Mu Xingqiu flew into the inn with his sword and saw Fangfang and Bald. He smiled in surprise, "What a coincidence..."

The bald man flew over and sniffed on Mu Xingqiu, "You have a fight again. There is a demonic spirit on your body, yes, you won."

"When did you have this ability?" Mu Xingqiu was slightly surprised.

The bald man's eyes were crescent. "In fact, it's not my ability, it's Zuo Liuying's ability. He always talks in my mind and asks me to tell you."

Mu Xingqiu's expression became serious. He came for this. He gave Fangfang a deep look and asked the bald man: "What do he want to tell me?"

"Let me think about it, Zuo Liuying is very long-winded and says too much... Oh, that's it. He said that the Ancestor Tower has not been completely repaired, but it is already working. With his room as the center, it is protected within 30 miles. The Taoist magic will be blessed, and the demon clan will become weak. So if you want to defeat the demon clan army, you have to... lead them within 30 miles to fight."

Thirty miles apart, for the Taoist demon war, it was almost a battle next to the city wall. Mu Xingqiu first solved a doubt. It turned out that his strength suddenly increased so much, not only the strength of illusion, but also the assistance of the Ancestor Tower. This is a good thing, and he had to tell other Taoists as soon as possible.

"What else did he say?"

"He said that this group of demon troops is very powerful. If you want to win, you have to be determined to die as before."

"Zuo Liuying really can encourage people." Mu Xingqiu smiled bitterly, "Tell him for me that I am not only protecting him and the Patriarch Tower, but also the military and civilians in the city. I will definitely not escape halfway."

The bald man bowed his lips, "Zuo Liuying was happy to speak, but she never listened to others. I asked something several times, but he never answered."

"what else?"

The bald man thought carefully, "What kind of baby is there?"

Mu Xingqiu doubted whether Zuo Liuying was monitoring him through some powerful spell, and he knew his thoughts clearly, "Demonic Blood Infant."

"Yes, it's this thing. Zuo Liuying said that the Demon Blood Infant is the residual body left by the demon clan in this world. It is exactly the opposite of those demon clans who were expelled. It has a body but no demon seeds, so it has never grown up and is not strong. But his body can constantly release unclean energy, so you shouldn't kill him."

"The reminder was really timely. That was a few days ago." Mu Xingqiu said sarcastically, "Why didn't Zuo Liuying say that at that time? We've talked about it once."

"I don't know. Maybe he remembered too much, so he has to find it slowly." The bald man smiled, "Okay, he's finished speaking. Tell me who have you defeated?"

Fangfang, who had not spoken, asked in a flash: "Does the Demonic Blood Baby curse you?"

Fangfang read a lot, and she could know the Demonic Blood Baby. Mu Xingqiu was not surprised at all. "At that time, it muttered, a silver feather came just now, and threw down a ball of demon fire, even if it was a curse. To be honest, you wouldn't believe in curses, right?"

Taoist priests believe in spells and Taoist fire, but they do not take things like prophecy seriously.

Fangfang smiled and shook her head, "I don't believe it." As she said that, her expression still showed a hint of unnaturalness, "Let me clear the curse for you, I'd rather believe it."

Mu Xingqiu's illusion penetrates the defense of the opaque, but Fangfang is an exception. Even without any magic power, he can clearly feel her thoughts.

Her concerns about the Demonic Blood Baby are sincere.

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