Another tender branch grew on the black bark, and two leaves that were also like tears. They seemed weak, but had incredible power. With it, Mu Xingqiu could cast spells on the island. |

A piece of the north of the island protrudes outward, wrapped in illusions, and can only be entered and exited by special magic weapons. Like the entire Shibubang, the illusions here are also collapsing, revealing a large number of inconsistent flaws, like melting snowmen.

Mu Xingqiu rushed in and destroyed a large number of spells in the illusion. The real form of this place appeared in front of him. It turned out that this was a small island, more than ten steps away from the Fire Island, several vegetable fields, and several thatched houses formed a small village. The horses and humans in the village had turned into statues.

A painful and terrifying scream came from a thatched house. Mu Xingqiu walked over quickly and almost bumped into an official head-on. The official's ears were slightly pointed and had small fangs. He was obviously a demon clan. While running out, he stared at his hands and screamed. Most of his body was still normal, only these hands turned into wood.

"How could it be... like this?" the official asked in a trembling voice, not even realizing that he was facing a stranger.

"The illusion has collapsed. Tell me, where is the demon slave?"

"Illusion? No illusion, everything...I..." The official couldn't continue to say that the scene around him changed too much, especially those statues of Muli, reminding him that everything was not true, "This is a dream, a nightmare, haha, I will wake up, and then everything will return to normal, haha, it's just a dream."

The humans and demons in Zhibubang are also part of the illusion. They do not have the mark of their ancestors in their flesh and blood, but there is a memory that belongs to them in their minds. Mu Xingqiu used the illusion to find out the whereabouts of the demon slave from their memory.

Mu Xingqiu found it, and at the same time he was surprised to find that this official was probably not an illusion. He came from a country of sacrifice and went through a lot of hardships to enter the country of stagnation and was assigned here to serve as a guard.

A real demon clan actually began to transform into wood like an illusion.

"Remember who you are, don't be swallowed by the illusion, you are a flesh and blood body." Mu Xingqiu used illusion to strengthen the little confidence in the demon's heart and continued to run to the middle of the village. He could only help this level. If he wanted to get rid of the illusion, he had to save himself.

The official closed his eyes and murmured to himself: "I am a flesh and blood..." In a trance, he felt that his hands seemed to have become softer.

A bunch of small bonfires were burning in the middle of the village. Mu Xingqiu kicked the firewood away a few feet, and a hole gradually appeared in the embers. He jumped in without hesitation.

At first it was pitch black, and soon the eyes lit up. Mu Xingqiu's place was a huge cave hall. Hundreds of humans and demons were walking in circles, with a small ball of fire igniting above his head and muttering to himself.

Compared with the illusion that is collapsing outside, the scene here is even more unreal and full of strange atmosphere.

But there is no sign of illusion here. Even the flames above the heads of the demon slaves are real, that is, the far-dirty ancestor fire on the island, that is, the Taoist fire. These fires can suppress the demon seeds and make them harmless tree planters.

Mu Xingqiu walked in and found that the contents of the demon slaves were their deepest memories. Suddenly he heard the three words "Yelin Town".

"Liu Er? Liu Er from the front street." Mu Xingqiu recognized a familiar face.

Liu Er was a gangster from Yelin Town. More than ten years have passed. He looks a few years older and his appearance has not changed much, but his eyes are not shining. He ignores Mu Xingqiu and continues to walk along the established route, repeating Yelin Town and his name over and over again.

Mu Xingqiu walked around quickly and saw at least thirty familiar faces, including Daliang and Erliang's father, but none of them recognized him. He was about to cast a spell to remove the flames from the demon slave's head, and a voice came from the dark corner, "Are you Lao Qiu's son?"

Mu Xingqiu jumped over and saw that there were several sunken rooms on the edge of the cave, with many demon slaves locked in it, and the person who spoke was an old man. His once rich and white face was now skinny and thin, leaving only a little old look.

"Master Shen..." Mu Xingqiu recognized that this was Chen Hao's father, the biggest rich man and guard in Yelin Town.

"Ah, it's really you. Your name is Xiaoqiu, right?" Mr. Shen didn't have much "master" momentum, and his tone was so plain that he looked like a Taoist priest who had no desires and no desires.

Some demon slaves came to the door, and Mu Xingqiu recognized more than a dozen familiar faces, "Where is my father? Where are the others in Yelin Town?"

"All the damn dead are dead, and only we guys who want to die but cannot die. By the way, I remember that in the evening, you snatched my eldest daughter-in-law from my family, and Ershuan ran away..."

Mu Xingqiu couldn't wait to ask any questions, so he used the illusion to enter the minds of Mr. Shen and others, and found the memories of Yelin Town after being invaded by the demon.

The beginning was a dark period, and the people in Yelin Town did not remember the incident of Mojie that night. When they opened their eyes again, they had already moved from their comfortable home to the dark cave.

Yelin Town is not big, with a population of thousands, but only three or four hundred people left on the island. Most of them were killed by demon seeds on the way. This is what an official said. Demon seeds can change human physique, but only a few people can withstand this change.

Mu Xingqiu's father Lao Qiu and Fangfang's father Mr. Qin did not reach Zhibubang.

Whether he can withstand the demon seed has little to do with his original physique. Lao Qiu worked all his life and had a good body, but he never fought with the demon seed. Mr. Shen and his stupid son lived a pampered life, but instead survived.

The memory of the next thing is clear and simple. The newly arrived demon slaves must be roasted by the fire of the far-lived ancestors. In this process, a large number of people died, and in the end less than 10% remained. Next is to wait. When the number of demon slaves on the island is vacant, the people in the cave have the opportunity to go out to replenish them. Before this, they will be removed from their memory.

So far, there are only four or five people in Yelin Town who have left the cave, including Shen Da and Erqiu, and Mu Xingqiu is not aware of the other people.

"Have you ever seen my second shuan?" Mr. Shen asked, no longer caring about the robbery.

"I have seen Chen Hao as a Taoist priest in Pangshan, and now it's very good."

"Chen Hao? This is... this is Ershuan's name. Haha, my son has become a Taoist priest. Hey, have you heard it? My son is still alive and has become a Taoist priest! Xiaoqiu, Ershuan has not been attacked by the demon seed, right?" Mr. Shen actually didn't know much about the Taoist priest, and he didn't know the irreconcilability between the Taoist priest and the demon seed.

It was too troublesome to explain, so Mu Xingqiu shook his head, "No, we don't have it."

A woman in the cell next to her asked in a voice: "Did the bald man also work as a Taoist priest in Pangshan?"

"Well, he is also a Taoist priest Pangshan." Mu Xingqiu recognized that this was Bald's mother. He raised his voice a little, "Chen Hao, Bald, Daliang, Erliang, Langzi, Zhuzi, Xiaoshun, Xiaogou, and Fangfang and I are all in Pangshan."

There was a lot of cheers in the cell, only Chen Hao's father, bald mother and Daliang Erliang's father were still there, but everyone was very happy to hear the nicknames of these young men in Yelin Town.

Mu Xingqiu concealed some facts and was really unwilling to say any sad words at such a moment, "I am here to save you and leave, everyone will follow me."

The cheers in the cell were even louder, but the demon slaves in the cell lowered their voices, afraid of disturbing the demon slaves who were on the top of the fire.

The door of the cell was also made of black wood. Mu Xingqiu easily destroyed the wooden door, and all the demon slaves inside squeezed into the door and did not walk out immediately.

"I put out the fire above their heads and everyone left together."

Mu Xingqiu was about to cast a spell, but Mr. Shen hurriedly said to stop him, "Don't, the demon seeds in their bodies have not been tamed yet, and once the fire is extinguished, they will become very dangerous."

Mu Xingqiu felt that he could destroy the demon seeds, but he still said to the demon slaves in the cell: "Everything comes out, I'll send you to the ground first."

"Is it really OK?" Mr. Shen asked in horror, but still didn't come out, "The Fire Tree King won't agree."

In order to help the demon slaves develop an honest and obedient personality from the beginning, Zhibubang formulated a complete set of training methods. The demon slaves will be severely punished if they make a small mistake, so that these foreign demon slaves abide by the rules more than those born and raised on the island.

"The Fire Tree King is dead, Shibubang is about to disappear. You are free, come with me." According to Mu Xingqiu's judgment, Shibubang's illusion has almost collapsed, and the Fire Tree King will not live until dawn.

"Why didn't my son Ershuan come?" Mr. Shen was still not very at ease.

"He didn't know that you were imprisoned in Zhibubang, and I also discovered it by chance."

The bald mother in the next cell was the first to come out and asked excitedly: "Xiaoqiu, the bald man is as old as you, right?"

"Well, a little shorter than me." Mu Xingqiu didn't know how to explain the bald man's condition in the future, but now he is willing to use lies to satisfy all the imaginations of the people in Yelin Town.

Nearly a hundred demon slaves all walked out of the cell, and were as close to Mu Xingqiu as possible, and stayed away from those demon slaves who were the top fire.

Mu Xingqiu slowly flew up with the demon slave, and the entrance above slowly opened, shining with a ray of dawn. The sky outside was already dawn.

The real demon clan turned into a statue. Even with the help of the illusion of the mind, he still could not resist the influence of the illusion. Compared with the pure wooden statue, his appearance was clearer, and his face was engraved with extreme fear.

After living in Zhibubang for many years, the demon slaves in the cave came to the ground for the first time. Most of the people were so excited that they couldn't stand steadily. They knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. They never knew what it was like outside, so they could not notice the disappearance of the illusion.

Mu Xingqiu returned to the cave and was unwilling to leave the other demon slaves like this, especially Daliang's father was still there.

But there was no need for Mu Xingqiu to cast spells. Soon after the sunlight shone in, the flames above the heads of hundreds of demon slaves disappeared. They had stopped going around and were looking up at the exit, with green light flashing in their eyes.

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