Chapter 255 1 Memory

Fangfang likes to fly in the snow. Her celestial eye will be affected to a certain extent, but she feels free even though she feels cold all over. She is now a Taoist priest of Canxia, ​​and her flying speed is much faster than before. She soon flew around Duanliu City, and then flew westward until she was a hundred miles away.

The talisman masters placed a large number of flying talismans in the air for surveillance. Papers of different sizes and colors, with bamboo pieces as the skeleton, painted with complex patterns, like simple wireless kites, fly back and forth in a fixed area. Not every one can withstand rain and snow. Many flying talismans, unable to bear the weight of snow, fly lower and lower, and finally fall to the ground, becoming a useless waste paper.

Fangfang approached the flying talisman, blew away the snowflakes on it, and cast a simple dehumidification spell. She didn't know much about talismans, so she didn't dare to do too much. After getting Fangfang's help, two flying talismans swayed up and down a few times, as if to express gratitude. Fangfang guessed that this was probably the result of the manipulation of the talisman masters on the ground.

Baldy was happier than Fangfang. He couldn't fly fast enough, so he stayed firmly on Fangfang's shoulder, opened his mouth to bite snowflakes, and when he got tired, he used a strand of hair to tease the flying talisman. Occasionally, when he encountered a strong cold wind, he kept opening and closing his mouth, slowly turning the direction, and blowing out calls of different tones.

"Faster!" Baldy shouted, his cheeks undulating like the wind blowing wheat waves, and his mouth still made a humming sound.

Fangfang increased her speed, her Taoist robe fluttering, but her face was not affected. The oncoming wind and snow could not even dilute her smile. Not long after, she stopped. A few dozen miles ahead was the territory occupied by unclean air, and rushing in rashly might be dangerous.

"Why did you stop?" Baldy could not see anything except the snowflakes nearby.

"We are almost at the demon tribe's territory." Fangfang looked with her celestial eyes and was surprised to find that the unclean air was also affected by the snowflakes, and seemed to be shrinking and thinning. "We should go back."

"Then take a longer route and fly as long as possible. It's not easy to get out."

Fangfang agreed with a smile, turned south, and made a big circle before returning to Duanliu City. She also looked south for a while. Several armies of the vassal states were struggling to march towards Duanliu City in the wind and snow. Even with the talismans in front to cut through the wind and snow, the horses still did not dare to run too fast on the ground mixed with snow and rain, and soldiers fell off their horses from time to time.

Several armies were not far away, and they could reach Duanliu City before dawn.

"I must participate in this war." Fangfang whispered to herself.

"I want to join too!" the bald man shouted, grinding his teeth hard, "If I bite someone, I won't let go even if I'm beaten to death. Oh, I've died once, so I won't let go even more."

It was late at night when Fangfang flew back to Duanliu City.

The snow still showed no sign of weakening. There were several inches of snow on the ground, and the rain and snow on the lower layer were condensing into ice.

There was still a person practicing boxing in the courtyard of the inn. The nine arms that appeared were so vivid that even the heavenly eyes could not distinguish the true from the false. Mu Xingqiu was practicing with great enthusiasm. Only faint footprints were left on the snow.

Fangfang stood quietly under the eaves, and the bald man kept his mouth shut. It was not until Mu Xingqiu stopped that he excitedly shouted: "Brother Xiaoqiu, we have to go to the battlefield too."

Mu Xingqiu smiled at them. "Keep your voice down, everyone else is resting."

The bald man lowered his voice, "If I make a contribution, can I choose my own reward?"

"Don't you want a body?" Mu Xingqiu walked over.

"I don't want it anymore. It's not my own body, it's uncomfortable to use, and I think I'm fine the way I am. In fact, I want a mirror. All my mirrors are in Laozu Peak, and I didn't bring any out. Alas, if I had the heart, I would be heartbroken."

"Well, I'll ask for a mirror for you."

The bald man was delighted, "I don't want an ordinary mirror, I want a bronze mirror like yours, the kind that can glow."

"You don't have magic power, and bronze mirrors can't glow."

"Then I want one too." The bald man jumped twice in the air, his voice unconsciously getting louder, and then he quickly lowered his voice, "The Taoist mirrors all smell different."

Mu Xingqiu summoned his own bronze mirror from the treasure bag, "After this battle, Zuo Liuying and Shen Ji won't give you a mirror first, I'll give you this one."

The bald man shouted in a lower voice, and immediately rushed to the bronze mirror, walked around it, and sniffed it gently with his nose, "It looks like freshly boiled syrup. Hey, there are words on it."

The bronze mirror is round. The three heads gathered together to look carefully. As expected, a few words were found on the edge of the front, just around the circle. They used ancient fonts. Mu Xingqiu could only guess two or three words. Fangfang whispered: "Hundreds of refined divine gold, round like the sky, appraising treasures from heaven and earth, and subduing demons."

Mu Xingqiu turned the bronze mirror over, and there were two large characters on the back that looked like talismans. Mu Xingqiu always thought it was an ordinary decoration. Fangfang looked at it for a while and reluctantly said: "Moon wheel, it seems to be these two words."

"It turns out that the bronze mirror has a name." The bald man suddenly realized, and gently stroked the mirror with a strand of hair, and liked it even more.

Fangfang also took out her own bronze mirror, which she had never used before. It was slightly smaller than Mu Xingqiu's Moon Mirror. The words on the front edge were exactly the same, but the words on the back were obviously different. "It should be... Ben Yao."

"What a strange name." The bald man's eyes moved back and forth between the two bronze mirrors. "Yao means stars, so these two mirrors, one is called the moon and the other is called the stars. They are a pretty good match."

The two smiled at the same time, Fangfang put away the bronze mirror, "I'm going to see the abbot, the unclean air in the west seems to have changed."

Mu Xingqiu nodded, "Leave Baldy here, we haven't talked for a long time."

"I want to stay, I want to stay." Baldy jumped up and down, Fangfang agreed, and went to see Zuo Liuying herself.

Mu Xingqiu took Baldy out of the inn, into the deserted streets, strolling in the snow, Baldy was very happy, flying around him, even breaking into uninhabited houses, no matter what he saw, he would add a sentence "I used to have it at home".

After walking two streets, Baldy got bored and returned to Mu Xingqiu's shoulder. "Brother Xiaoqiu, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"What do you do in Zuo Liuying's room?"

The bald man thought for a while, "Zuo Liuying breathes towards the ancestral tower every day, Lan Qizhang casts spells on a bunch of magic tools, and when he is tired, he will change to Fangfang, and I will chat with Zeng Fu. Haha, she is not young anymore, she has never seen anything, and I still have to tell her stories. When I am tired, I will take a nap..."

"Is Fangfang also tired recently?"

"Ah? She... is fine... I am always sleeping recently..." The bald man suddenly hesitated.

Mu Xingqiu did not force the question. He smiled and said, "I want to try a small spell on you, are you willing to accept it?"

"Yes, but I don't have a body, where does the 'body' come from?"

"It's enough to have a head. You may feel a little sleepy, and you may also feel something drilling into your brain. Don't worry about it, and don't try to stop it. You just..."

"I'll just fall asleep." The bald man rushed to say. Close your eyes, "Come on."

Mu Xingqiu had never learned the method of mind control, and only tried it once on Qu Xungui. At this time, he used the mind magic again. Looking for the feeling at that time, slowly entering the bald man's mind.

The bald man's emotions are simpler than ordinary people. He is not wary of Mu Xingqiu at all, so the mind magic can easily penetrate deep into him. After probing the periphery for a while. Mu Xingqiu gradually found the trick and found that there was no harm to the bald man, so he boldly observed the bald man's brain.

This is a reasonable attempt. The bald man was originally very simple and had no resistance to him. Mu Xingqiu's half-baked illusion was able to produce an effect. Otherwise, even if it was just an ordinary person's mind, he would not be able to break through.

Memory is like a thick layer of stacked paper, each of which is a picture and sound of different lengths, affecting and superimposing each other. It takes a certain skill to separate them.

The bald man's memory was also relatively simple, far less complicated than Qu Xungui's. After trying several times, Mu Xingqiu was finally able to uncover them one by one, and then vivid scenes appeared in his mind, like a vivid dream, and the sound also sounded directly in his mind, rather than in his ears.

Mu Xingqiu saw Fangfang flying in the snow, casting a spell to blow away the snow on the flying talisman. He couldn't help but smile, and almost interrupted the mind illusion. He hurriedly gathered his mind and speeded up the search. Soon, he saw the situation in Zuo Liuying's room.

An ordinary guest room, tables, chairs, bed frames and other items were piled in the corner, leaving most of them empty. Zuo Liuying sat cross-legged in the air several feet above the ground, pinching different spells with his hands, and two identical ancestral towers slowly rotated around him.

Mu Xingqiu speeded up again. People in the room walked around, only Zuo Liuying never moved.

Soon, he saw Fangfang breaking through the seventh level of breathing and reaching the realm of eating clouds. She was also sitting in the air, facing Zuo Liuying, her whole body shrouded in a layer of floating light, looking very relaxed, but her face was a little haggard.

Going forward is the seven-day curse period. Mu Xingqiu was shocked at first sight. Fangfang stood in the air, casting spells in all directions like a madman. She learned ice spells, and ice spikes flew everywhere. There was a larger light shield beside her, absorbing all spells, and no damage was caused.

But Fangfang's expression was completely wrong. She was always calm, but the expression on her face was extremely terrified, even more scared than when she was chased by the snake demon seven years ago. She cast spells without any purpose, and showed hatred and anger to everyone in the room.

Mu Xingqiu was not good at sorting out other people's memories, so he sorted them out from the back to the front. The crazy Fangfang seemed to be getting better, showing sadness, panic, hatred, distress, self-pity, and doubt in turn. Finally, she stood in front of Mu Xingqiu in the bald man's memory, pressed his chest, and "removed" the curse for him, which was actually transferred to herself. At that time, the first day of the demon fire curse had ended, and the weakness brought by it was not clearly reflected in Mu Xingqiu.

During the six days, Fangfang also had moments of clarity. She sat on the bed and looked extremely tired. Zeng Fu hugged her and told her something, but Mu Xingqiu didn't notice.

In a memory, Lan Qizhang asked with a little resentment: "Is it worth it to do this?"

The tired Fangfang smiled, "From the moment he appeared in front of me on horseback, he was everything to me, and all my calamities. I am willing to become a demon for him."

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