"My sister is the best person in the world..." Lan Binggu's soft voice was filled with beautiful memories, and then added a cold sentence, "I completely changed after giving birth to Zuo Liuying."

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin boarded the bus. This time the entertainment was more abundant. In addition to the light tea, there were two small pieces of pastries. After learning about it last night, the two knew that this was an unusual preferential treatment, and most of the casual cultivators were moved to tears.

Lan Binggui became more talkative, and soon the carriage left the mountain and returned to the main road. In less than an hour, the sound of drizzling drizzles sounded outside. At this time, Lan Binggui was just finished telling his sister's story and fell into deep thought.

My sister likes children, and it is so rare among Taoist priests. The age difference between the two sisters is huge, and the sister treats Lan Bing Cur as her own child and loves her very much. When Lan Bing Cur was unable to make a prediction, her sister kept trusting her firmly and refuted everyone's suspicion without hesitation. After Lan Bing Cur finally made a prediction, the Taoists recorded it and put it aside, but the sister spent a lot of time interpreting word by word. The two sisters studied the illusion together for more than ten years.

"Then Zuo Liuying was born, and the viviparous roots were born, and the Taoist priests were attracted by the attention of the Tao. Dozens of masters and the head of the head gave him a lot of blessings. Her sister's practice was just like that, and she stopped moving forward at the seventh level of swallowing smoke. She was frightened and happy, and from then on she spent all her thoughts on that little bastard."

Lan Binggu reached out to point at the two inhaled Taoist priests, as if Zuo Liuying was sitting among them, "But what did the little bastard do? He reported to the master that his mother was devilish. That was a few years after I left the Ancestor Peak. I was still following my sister at that time. Someone was willing to send me a message. My sister became a madman and died not long after. From then on, I never cared about the Ancestor Peak. It was no longer my home, it was just a strange place, and it was no different from other Taoist priests."

Yang Qingyin asked softly: "Your sister... is really possessed?"

"This is not the key." Lan Binggu was furious, "Zuo Liuying reported his mother, who was the one who loved him the most. He believed that this kind of love delayed his practice and was suspected of being possessed by demons. Do you know how sad my sister would be? Even if she was possessed by demons, she would become crazy because of this. Zuo Liuying was a demon. He ignored the person I cherish the most and the love I cherish the most. I know that he actually reported his mother to show me. He was just to take revenge on me."

"Zuo Liuying is not like this." Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but defend himself. He didn't like Zuo Liuying either. It could be said that he was disgusted, but in his impression, Zuo Liuying was definitely not a vicious person.

"Do you think I'm going to get it wrong? Do you think I'll take it seriously after hearing a rumor? I asked at least ten people to prove it. Everyone's statement is the same. Zuo Liuying is such a person. I heard that a woman popped up in his mind forty years ago and was captured by the demons. Isn't this a problem yet? He is a demon zodiac, but he has always concealed it well." Lan Binggu gritted his teeth and stood up. "I'm sorry, now I'm no longer a match for Zuo Liuying. But he wants to get help from me, it's really a dream. Let me tell you. No matter who is in power in Luanjing Mountain, as long as I can help me defeat Zuo Liuying, I will give as much as I need."

The car suddenly became like the dark sky, with dark clouds above my head, and the wind was howling around me, tea, pastries and even tables and chairs were swept into a powerful whirlwind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin cast spells to compete with the strong wind, barely remaining motionless. The bald man tightly wrapped around Brother Xiaoqiu's hair bun and shouted.

Suddenly, heavy rain hits the body, but the wind stops.

The two were thrown out of the carriage.

The casual cultivator was prepared for this and immediately someone sent two horses.

"What a lunatic." Yang Qingyin said angrily. She knew that Lan Binggu could hear her voice in the car, and she didn't care. "I also think Zuo Liuying is not that kind of person. Lan Binggu is either lying or having hallucinations."

After walking for a while, Yang Qingyin was shaken again, "But Zuo Liuying is very concerned about removing the demon seeds. She can be said to be ruthless. Isn't Mei Chuan'an the first one to discover anomaly and remove the demonic thoughts? That's still the disciple of the Forbidden Secret Department that he likes very much. What are you thinking? Why don't you speak?"

Mu Xingqiu rode on the horse's back without casting spells. He let the raindrops wet his clothes. He looked at the carriage in front of him and said slowly: "Lan Binggui is not like the Taoist Xingluo at all."

"Of course it's not like it. Even the Taoist priest inhalation does not look like her... Hey, are you allude to me?" Yang Qingyin looked at him in confusion.

Mu Xingqiu was stunned, then laughed, remembering the days when he first met me in Zhiyong.

The bald man said, "You are not that kind of person, and your temper has always been bad. Zuo Liuying's aunt is not sure. The moment before it was sunny, but the moment after it turned into dark clouds. She was hard to guard against. She was not like a Taoist priest, like Shen Hao's father, and had several faces alone."

Yang Qingyin frowned and thought for a while, and laughed.

The rain didn't last long and stopped at noon. The team stopped. The Dharma King's carriage was left alone on a mountain. Others, including guests who had been treated before, could only stay at the foot of the mountain.

The governor of Huangyin City Fu Hao and Xiao Yao Feiba walked over, their whole body was soaked, and they were holding a few pieces of cold and hard dry food in their hands. For them, the journey of chasing the rain was a torture.

Feiba saw Mu Xingqiu and was mostly short, running around in front of him and laughed and stared at the Taoist priest's every move with tears in his eyes, especially the treasure bag hanging around his waist. The bald man stared at the little demon intently.

Fu Hao's injuries healed most of the time, he grabbed his clothes and twisted them, "Oh, all my paper talismans have been destroyed. It would be inconvenient without them. This Taoist Mu must have defended Duanliu City, repelled the Demon King, and saved General Mu of Xijie Country. I have heard of your deeds for a long time, the entire Holy Talisman Dynasty..."

Yang Qingyin interrupted him, "What kind of official is the governor of Huangyin City?"

"Huangyin City is the ancestral land where the Fu royal family rose. Later, it was established in the capital of the northern capital. Huangyin City became the capital. It has always been dominated by the prince or even the prince. The governor was the commander of all the Huang Fu army inside and outside the city."

Fu Hao is not like the commander. Even the ordinary soldiers with exaggerated armor under the great talisman master Qu Xungu, are more military than Fu Hao with a round face and a small beard.

"You have not many soldiers, only ten thousand Huang Fu Army." Yang Qingyin has not yet figured out how big the Governor of Huangyin City is, but he only thinks that he doesn't have many soldiers under him.

"This... Huangyin City is located in the south. There are few wars, so there are not many permanent troops, but the governor is in the first-rank official position, exactly the same as the governor of the Imperial Kyoto."

"Then why do you have to accept the enlistment of Luanjing Mountain and obey the decision of the Dharma King? Don't you have many talisman masters? You should be able to fight."

Fu Hao laughed a few times, "The two don't know that the demon clan had led his troops south. All armies gathered in the south, preparing to assist Luanjingshan and the demon clan in the fight to the death. However, due to the victory of Duanliu City, the demon army changed the direction of the attack, and the armies also left. The agreement reached with Luanjingshan had not been terminated, so..." Fu Hao wiped the rain on his face awkwardly. "No matter what, Luanjingshan can still block the demon clan. With only Huangyin City and the army of Talang Kingdom, it has difficulties even stopping the sirens, not to mention the Northern Demon who may make a comeback at any time."

Mu Xingqiu was silently observing Fu Hao and suddenly asked: "You are the governor of Huangyin City, why do you have to dress up as Xuan Fu Jun?"

Fu Hao looked around awkwardly. Some of Lan Binggu's entourage were wearing Huang Fujun's armor. "This is the rule set by the Dharma King earlier. She said that she was the largest in Lianhaishan. Huang Fujun thought she was superior. She would kill anyone who dared to come in, so we dressed up as Xuan Fujun."

"You didn't expect the Dharma King to agree to the request of Chao Jingshan, did you?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"We had thought about this possibility, but we didn't expect the Dharma King... to be so happy." Fu Hao came over and lowered his voice, "We didn't know in advance that Taoist priest Pangshan would come. The two should go to Huangyin City or Tralang City. Many things can be discussed."

"Don't worry." Mu Xingqiu had to continue to carry out the arduous task assigned to him by Zuo Liuying.

The team was about to set off again, and the rest cultivators boarded the horses and the carriages descended steadily from the top of the peak to the ground.

Fu Hao's disappointment was beyond words, but he didn't have time to say more, so he had to get on the horse again, sighed, thinking that he didn't know if he could survive these days.

While camping in the evening, Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin were once again allowed to come near the carriage.

Lan Binggu sat in the carriage, looking at the two Taoist priests standing outside, and his expression had returned to normal. "It's been a whole day, have you thought about what to convince me?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head, but he was still clueless. Zuo Liuying said that he would not do unsure things, but where did his confidence come from? Mu Xingqiu was thinking, but he couldn't even touch it.

"Zuo Liuying is a sinister and cunning little bastard." Lan Binggu seemed to be more anxious than the two inhaled Taoist priests. "He refused to say a word, but in fact he had planned everything in his heart. It was just a trick to convince you that the person he really chose... Maybe it was you, or you."

Lan Binggu pointed at Yang Qingyin and Bald, and the two looked at each other blankly. Bald man rushed to speak: "Will you listen to my words?"

Lan Bingku smiled and shook his head.

"Then Zuo Liuying must not be me." The bald man breathed a sigh of relief and felt relaxed.

"I want to convince you." Yang Qingyin was a little angry, "But I have no choice. I think this is a boring game. Maybe Zuo Liuying's purpose is not to convince you..."

"That's right." Lan Binggu smiled even happier, "You finally said something right. Zuo Liuying didn't want to convince me at all. He knew very clearly that I couldn't help him. What is his real purpose? I have two guesses. First, he knew that I had a lot of research on the Ninxin Science and wanted to use me to help this disciple of Ninxin Science and hope that in order to realize his prediction, I would look at Mu Xingqiu with a different look."

"Zuo Liuying is not so kind." Mu Xingqiu said deliberately and plainly.

"And this is not good for him. Even if you reach the third or fourth level of the illusion, you are still not a match for the Taoist priest of Luanjingshan." Lan Binggu also felt that this guess was not reliable. "The second guess is that Zuo Liuying threw you here and made a three-day bet, in order to use my power to protect you."

Lan Binggu's smile became unfathomable, "You are just a little Taoist priest who breathes in for five levels. The second level of the illusion, what is the value of protection? I have to inquire about some information all day long to understand your past. Well, it's really colorful. It turns out that you have a soul-detaining sword, and Zuo Liuying wants to use it to deal with Luanjing Mountain. This makes sense. What he really wants to protect is the sword."

"Maybe you are right, but I can't confirm it. I don't know anything." Mu Xingqiu agreed with her guess.

"Of course, you can't confirm it. Zuo Liuyingcai won't tell you the truth. I have other ways to confirm it."

Lan Binggu did not make any move. A Taoist priest walked out of the carriage, jumped to the ground, and stared at Mu Xingqiu with his blood-covered eyes.

"Meet again," he said.

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