Mu Xingqiu drank several large gulps of clear river water, stood up, and his stomach was croaking. He gently rubbed his abdomen, "I haven't eaten anything for a long time. I can understand the pain of the demon seed in the void. Mr. Qin, do you want to eat something?"

Mr. Qin was tall, perhaps because his face was too pale, or because his limbs were too slender and he didn't look very healthy. He stroked his beard a few times, as if he wanted to make an extremely important decision, and then solemnly said: "Okay."

Mu Xingqiu stretched his muscles and bones hard, made a few bone-forging fists, walked against the river and walked into the depths of the forest, and came back soon, grabbing a big fish in one hand, "I'm so lucky. There is a deep pool ten miles away, and the fish inside are quite large."

Mu Xingqiu stood a dozen steps away from Mr. Qin, raised his arms and placed the two big fish in the air. The fish was still alive, with his mouth opened and closed, and his whole body twisted hard, "Don't worry, you will be able to enter the new home soon."

There were thirteen words in total. Mu Xingqiu waved his hands while talking. Two fat fish swung quickly, and fish scales, fish intestines and other objects flew out and landed a hundred steps away. After the last word, the fat fish turned into a grilled fish, and the whole body was still steaming.

"I should learn more Taoist spells. Naturally, there are too few Taoist spells, and often I feel that they are not enough." Mu Xingqiu waved his hand, and a grilled fish flew to Mr. Qin automatically. "But some things cannot be solved by magic, such as seasonings. Spells can only deceive the mind and cannot truly satisfy their mouths. Mr. Qin must not like being deceived."

"Yes." Mr. Qin raised his arms, shook his wide sleeves, exposed his entire palm and wrist, and stretched out three fingers each. He held the fish head and tail, appreciated it for a while before he opened his mouth and chewed slowly, and spit out the fish bones to his feet.

Mu Xingqiu ate faster and didn't even spit out a few pricks. "You have to take it slowly. The stomach and intestines can't adapt to such fatty food for a while. Zuo Liuying and the others kept strengthening this body, just forgot to give it some food."

After a while, Mr. Qin finished eating the whole fish. The bones were still there, the head and tail did not move. He turned around and walked to the river. He squatted down and washed his hands carefully.

Mu Xingqiu looked at his greasy hands and went to clean them. Looking at the reflection on the water, he couldn't help laughing. He finally returned to his original body. Although he was still a little uncomfortable, he felt pleasing to the eyes no matter how he looked at it.

Mr. Qin stood up and said in a calm voice like teaching: "This is Furong Mountain in Xijieguo. It used to be the place where Pei's family lived in non-demons, but later it was destroyed by the demon clan. Since more than 20 years ago, no humans or demon clans have moved in. Now it is a barren mountain."

"It turns out that this is Xiao Qingtao's hometown, it's such a coincidence. How could I come here?" Mu Xingqiu also stood up and wiped his wet hands on his body. He was wearing ordinary leather armor on his outside. There was a layer of veggie inside, and the straw hat on his head was exactly the same as Zuo Liuying.

"This is not a coincidence, Fangfang chose this place."

Mu Xingqiu smiled and turned around, looking around, "I was shocked when I used the Frost Soul Sword to capture the bald soul. She must have received the invitation from Xiao Qingtao..."

The Frost Soul Sword was engraved on a bone of Mu Xingqiu, and Fangfang's heart moved. He was affected unknowingly.

Mu Xingqiu stood in the wind, enjoying the scenery while calming his mind. Then he turned around and smiled, "I really didn't expect it to be Mr. Qin, why did you come to me?"

Mr. Qin looked around and said, "Are you going to talk here?"

"What does Mr. Qin like?"

Mr. Qin thought for a while, "There are fine wines...and beautiful places."

The heavy damage suffered by Xijieguo has not been fully recovered. It has few people, few villages and towns, and few big cities. Duanliu City is one of them. Although it is not close to Furong Mountain, it is the easiest city to find Mu Xingqiu.

But he could no longer recognize Duanliu City. It was a circle larger than before. The city walls were newly built, the old walls had been removed from the roots. The Xizhao Lake caused by the elixir-breaking technique was encircled into the city. There were many shops around it, which was more prosperous and lively than twenty years ago.

Xizhao Tower by Xizhao Lake, here is Duanliu City and even one of the best wines and colors in the whole north, and it has the best viewing location.

There was some gold and silver in Mu Xingqiu's treasure bag, and he was scattered out piece by piece, plus a little bit of illusion, and finally arrived at the private room in Linhu in the morning.

"The two guests arrived early and their rooms were booked after noon. Even if you two have more money, you have to wait half a month later if you want to enjoy the scenery at dusk." The shopkeeper received the reward, and was too enthusiastic and seemed a little nagging.

Mr. Qin was extremely picky about wine and brought in a jar of fine wine. He waved his hand to return the goods as soon as he smelled it. Grilling women walked into the room. Just as he gave a salute, Mr. Qin snorted and scolded him.

The enthusiasm of the shopkeeper quickly decreased, "Customer, your friend is really... nothing can satisfy him in Duanliu City. If you continue like this, you will have to make trouble until evening? Someone has booked this room, and it’s noon..."

Mu Xingqiu took out more gold and silver and rekindled the shopkeeper's enthusiasm.

After a whole hour, Mr. Qin finally chose it, and his expression was just unsatisfactory.

Three jars of wine were placed on the table, and the mud seal was uncovered but not removed, and it was still covered on the mouth of the jar, not a cup or ordering dishes. Two "lucky" singers were serving wine, but they didn't have to do anything. One stood by the window and looked at the lake, showing his side to others, and the other sat on the embroidery pedestal under the window, no matter how they moved, they just couldn't stand up or sang.

"Everything has its own merits, such as the flowers that are viewed from afar and tasted carefully, are all elegant things, or they wander around and wander around and fall into the streets and alleys. The incense is quietly penetrated into the nose. Looking back, they can't see the shadows of flowers. It seems like they are in a dream. This is the elegance of elegance. The most hateful thing is those who break flowers, who are content with their flowers, are suffocating, which is tantamount to showing off their stolen goods. There are also those who pick flowers and medicine, which are unbearable..."

Mr. Qin rarely talks more, his head sways slightly, and occasionally his nose moves, smells the faint smell of wine, and then glances at the inexplicable beauty by the window, treating it as a dish.

Mu Xingqiu, who paid for a treat, was a "domestic". One of his best friends was a flower farmer, who raised flowers every year and broke flowers.

Mr. Qin talked endlessly, telling the truth of what beauty is. The two singers were holding it at first, but later they couldn't stand it. They were not easy to get angry because of the gold and silver. They could only yawn and look at the plain lake boredly. They regarded the nagging of strange guests as buzzing mosquitoes.

Mu Xingqiu waited silently, neither refuting nor agreeing.

It was already past noon, and the shopkeeper came over to peek again and again, but he collected too much money and was embarrassed to chase people directly.

Mr. Qin finally expressed his feelings. He reached the point, "I need your protection. After thinking about it, you are the only suitable candidate."

"So far, there is only one reason I stayed with you: you are Fangfang's father. You want to be protected. It's better to have a good reason to convince me."

Mr. Qin shook his head, as if he felt that this "protector" was not particularly ideal.

"Then let's start from the beginning. Unfortunately, I have forgotten many things. In the cycle of reincarnation over and over again, I have lost too many memories."

"Reincarnation?"

"Well, I am the only reincarnation person in this world."

The two singers by the window had no interest in the conversation. Even if someone asked about it later, they couldn't remember what they heard.

Mr. Qin has forgotten many things, but the general context is still in his heart.

Time went back to more than 130,000 years ago, and the demons were at their peak. But their number was not large, and the peak period did not exceed 100,000. The last demon king focused on eliminating the divine tree and the last batch of strange beasts. In order to cultivate a group of high-level slaves, he allowed the third ancestor of the Taoist dynasty to spread Taoism among the demons, but the result was an extremely powerful opponent.

In the last battle, it was a tragic war that humans and demons could not imagine. The Demon King did not remember the Demon King's choice when he was about to lose his life: concentrate his remaining magic power and send his soul away.

The way of existence of the demon clan is quite unique, although it is divided into nearly 100,000 individuals. Their emotions and souls are connected. I have you and I have me. The demon king sent away not only his own soul, but the soul of each demon clan was taken away a little.

The Taoist sect won a great victory, but was also seriously damaged and was unable to eliminate the last group of demons. So he took away the bodies of the demons, cast spells to open up the void, and locked the demon seeds in.

The Third Ancestor plans to wait until the Taoist dynasty recovers its strength before entering the void to completely eliminate the demon seeds and eliminate future troubles forever.

Things went against my wishes. The Third Ancestor of the Taoist Orthodox quickly swept the void. He obviously forced the demon seed to a dead end, but the last one left could not be killed. No matter how powerful the magic was, it had no effect on it. Soon afterwards, the demon seed split out thousands of similar species.

The third ancestor forced all the memories of the demon seeds, and finally found clues from clues. It turned out that the soul of the demon king was still floating in the world.

For thousands of years, Taoists have traveled to every corner of the world, using various means, and even infused demon seeds into every main magic weapon to attract demon souls to appear, but have not found any clues.

The demon soul could not admit defeat. He definitely wanted to regain the power of the demon seed, but he had never made even the simplest attempt. The Third Ancestor would not understand why until his death.

The original plan of the Demon Soul was indeed to retake the demon seeds, but in order to avoid the pursuit of Taoism, he casts spells and sends himself into the cycle of reincarnation, which changes everything.

Reincarnation can allow the soul to be attached to the fetus' body, prevent the fetus' own soul from taking shape, and thus occupying the body forever. The price paid for this is that before the age of fourteen or five, the demon soul will lose all memory and will slowly awaken after adulthood. Depending on the physical condition, this body can live for another twenty or thirty years.

The early reincarnation was not very smooth. At that time, the Taoist system had just gained power, and humans had not yet been born, and the demon clan was surrounded and suppressed. The new body of the demon soul was killed in the melee before it even reached adulthood. Some of his memories, most importantly, were thrown away at this time.

Until humans were born, the Taoist dynasty was stabilized, and the whole world entered prosperity again, and the demon soul could enter the complete cycle of reincarnation. After awakening, the demon soul suddenly realized that he was no longer interested in regaining the demon seeds and revenge the Taoist dynasty, and just wanted to continue reincarnation like this.

"You can't let the demon seed find me." No matter how nervous Mr. Qin said, he did not forget to smell the fragrance of wine and appreciate the two boring geeks. "Strength will change emotions. The mentality of the strong and the weak is completely different. As long as I combine with the demon seed, I will avenge the Taoist throne and the whole world. I don't want to do the things that cut flowers, but once I have the power and opportunity to cut flowers, no one can withstand the temptation, including me."

"You still haven't explained clearly why you asked me to protect you." Mu Xingqiu didn't want to make any comments on Mr. Qin's statement.

"Because of Fangfang, because of reincarnation." Mr. Qin said.

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