Chapter 293 Unpredictable

"My sister is the best person in the world." Lan Bingju's soft voice was full of beautiful memories, and then she added coldly, "After giving birth to Zuo Liuying, she completely changed." "

Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin boarded the train. The reception this time was more generous. In addition to light tea, there were also two small pastries. After understanding each other last night, the two knew that this was a very unusual treat. Some religious practitioners were moved to tears.

Lan Bingju became more talkative, and soon the carriage left the mountain and returned to the road. Within an hour, the sound of light rain could be heard outside again. At this time, Lan Bingju just finished telling her sister's story and fell into deep thought.

My sister likes children to the point of doting on them, which is very rare among Taoist priests. There is a huge age difference between the two sisters. The elder sister treats Lan Bingju as her own child and dotes on her. When Lan Bingju was unable to make a prophecy, her sister had always trusted her firmly and refuted everyone's doubts unceremoniously; after Lan Bingju finally made a prophecy, the Taoist priests recorded it and put it away, but her sister spent a lot of time Interpreted word for word, the two sisters have been studying the art of telepathy together for more than ten years.

"Then Zuo Liuying was born. He gave birth to Taoist roots. The Taoist system paid attention to him. Dozens of masters and chief ministers gave him many blessings. My sister's practice was average. She stopped at the seventh level of swallowing smoke. She was frightened and overjoyed. , and from now on I will devote all my attention to that little bastard.”

Lan Bingju pointed at the two inhaling Taoist priests, as if Zuo Liuying was sitting between them, "But what did the little bastard do? He reported his mother to the master as a demon. That was a few years after I left Laozu Peak. At that time, I was still paying attention to my sister. Someone was willing to pass on the news to me. My sister became a madman and died soon. From then on, I never cared about Lao Zufeng, but it was no longer my home. A strange place, no different from other traditions.”

Yang Qingyin asked softly: "Is your sister... really possessed by a demon?"

"This is not the key." Lan Bingju said with an angry face, "Zuo Liuying reported his mother, the person who doted on him the most. He believed that this kind of doting delayed his spiritual practice and was suspected of being possessed. You know how sad my sister will be. ? Even if you are not possessed by a demon, you will become crazy because of this. Zuo Liuying is a demon. He regards my most cherished person and my most cherished love as nothing. I know that he actually wants to take revenge on me. I."

"Zuo Liuying is not like this kind of person. Mu Xingqiu couldn't help but defended. He didn't like Zuo Liuying either. It could be said that he hated her, but in his impression, Zuo Liuying was by no means a vicious person.

"Do you think I will be wrong? Do you think I will take a rumor I heard as true? I asked at least ten people for confirmation.

Everyone says the same thing. Zuo Liuying is such a person. I heard that forty years ago, a woman popped into his head and was captured by the demons. Doesn't this explain the problem? He is the one possessed, but he has always concealed it very well. " Lan Bingju gritted his teeth and stood up. "Unfortunately, I am no longer Zuo Liuying's opponent. But it was a dream for him to get help from me. Tell you. No matter who is in power in Luanjing Mountain, as long as he can help me defeat Zuo Liuying, I will give him as many casual cultivators as he wants. "

The carriage suddenly became like a dark sky, with dark clouds overhead and a strong wind howling around them. The tea, cakes and even the tables and chairs were swept into a powerful whirlwind and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin cast spells to contend with the strong wind. , barely keeping still, the bald man was tightly entangled in Brother Xiaoqiu's bun, shouting.

Suddenly, heavy rain hit me, but the wind stopped.

The two were thrown out of the carriage.

The casual cultivators were well prepared for this, and someone immediately brought up two horses.

"What a madman." Yang Qingyin said angrily. Knowing that Lan Bingju in the car could hear her voice, she didn't care. "I also think Zuo Liuying is not that kind of person. Lan Bingju is either lying or lying." Had a hallucination."

After walking for a while, Yang Qingyin was shaken again, "But Zuo Liuying is very dedicated to getting rid of the demonic seeds. It can be said to be ruthless. Isn't Mei Chuanan the first to discover the abnormality and get rid of the demonic thoughts? Then? You are still a disciple of the forbidden secrets. What are you thinking about? "

Mu Xingqiu was riding on horseback, not casting any spells, letting the rain drip onto his clothes. He looked at the carriage in front of him and said slowly, "Lan Bingju is nothing like Taoist Xingluo."

"Of course it's not like that. Even the Inspiratory Taoist Priest doesn't look like her... Hey, are you insinuating on me?" Yang Qingyin looked at him doubtfully.

Mu Xingqiu was stunned for a moment, then laughed, remembering the days when he first met my mother at the Zhiyong Institute.

The bald man said: "You are not that kind of person. You have always had a bad temper. Zuo Liuying's aunt is not sure. One moment it was sunny, and the next moment it turned into dark clouds. It was hard to guard against it. She is not like a Taoist priest. , like Shen Hao’s father, he has many faces.”

Yang Qingyin frowned and thought for a while, then smiled.

The rain did not last long and stopped at noon. The procession stopped and the King's carriage was left alone on a mountain peak. Others, including the guests who had been treated favorably before, could only stay at the bottom of the mountain.

Fu Hao and Xiaoyao Feiba, the governor of Huangyin City, came over, soaked to the skin with a few pieces of cold and hard dry food in their hands. For them, the journey to chase the rain was a torture.

As soon as Feiba saw Mu Xingqiu, he dwarfed and ran around with a flattering smile in front of and behind him. His tearful eyes stared at the Taoist priest's every move, especially the treasure bag hanging on his waist. The bald man stared at the little demon intently.

Fu Hao's injuries were mostly healed, so he grabbed the hem of his clothes and twisted them, "Oh, all my paper talismans are destroyed. It's really inconvenient without them. This catechumen must have guarded Duanliu City, repelled the demon king, and saved the city." General Mu of Xijie Kingdom, I am disrespectful, I have heard about your deeds a long time ago, the entire Shengfu Dynasty..."

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

"Huangyin City is the ancestral place where the Fu family arose. Later it was established as the capital in the north, Huangjing. Huangyin City became the companion capital. The prince or even the prince has always been in charge. The governor is the commander-in-chief of all the Huang Fu troops inside and outside the city."

Fu Hao is not like the commander-in-chief, even the ordinary soldiers with exaggerated armor under the command of Master Fu Hao. He also has a more military temperament than Fu Hao, who has a round face and a mustache.

"You don't have many soldiers, only 10,000 Huangfu troops." Yang Qingyin still hasn't figured out how big an official the governor of Huangyin City is. She only thinks that he doesn't have many soldiers under his command.

"Then why did you accept Luanjingshan's invitation and obey the Dharma King's decision? Don't you have many Talisman Masters? You should be able to fight."

Fu Hao chuckled a few times, "You two don't know anything. The demon tribe sent their troops south. All armies gathered in the south, preparing to assist Luanjing Mountain in a fight to the death with the demon tribe. However, due to several victories in Duanliu City, the demon tribe... The army changed the direction of attack, and all the armies left, but the agreement already reached with Luanjing Mountain was not suspended, so..." Fu Hao wiped the rain off his face in embarrassment. "No matter what, Luanjing Mountain can still block the demon clan. With only the armies of Huangyin City and Talang Kingdom, it will be difficult to stop the sea demon, let alone the northern demon who may make a comeback at any time."

Mu Xingqiu had been observing Fu Hao silently, and suddenly asked: "You are the governor of Huangyin City, why do you bring soldiers dressed as Xuan Fu Army?"

Fu Hao glanced around awkwardly, and saw that some of Lan Bingju's followers were wearing Huang Fujun's armor, "This is the rule set by the King of France earlier. She said that she was the largest in the sea and mountains, and Huang Fujun thought he was superior to others." She will kill anyone who dares to come in, so we dress up as Xuan Fu Army."

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

"We have thought about this possibility, but we didn't expect that the Dharma King... would be so happy." Fu Hao came over and lowered his voice, "We didn't know in advance that Taoist Pangshan would come. You two should go to Huangyin City. Or Tidelang City, many things can still be discussed."

"There's no rush." ​​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. The resting cultivators mounted their horses one after another, and the carriage landed smoothly from the top of the mountain to the ground.

Fu Hao's disappointment was palpable, but he had no time to say more, so he had to mount his horse again, sighing softly, thinking that he didn't know if he could survive these few days.

That evening when they were camping, Mu Xingqiu and Yang Qingyin were allowed to come near the carriage again.

Lan Bingju sat in the carriage, looking at the two Taoist priests standing outside, her expression returned to normal, "It's been a whole day, have you thought of anything to convince me?"

Mu Xingqiu shook his head. He still had no clue. Zuo Liuying would not do anything uncertain, but where did his confidence come from? Mu Xingqiu kept thinking, but couldn't even touch the edge.

"Zuo Liuying is a cunning little bastard." Lan Bingju seemed more anxious than the two Taoist priests. "He refused to say a word. In fact, he had already planned everything in his mind. He asked you to convince me just A trick, the person he really chose...maybe you, or you."

Lan Bingju pointed at Yang Qingyin and Bald Zi. The two looked at each other blankly. Bald Zi rushed to speak: "Will you listen to what I say?"

Lan Bingju smiled and shook his head.

"Then it's definitely not me who Zuo Liuying chose." The bald man let out a long breath and relaxed.

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

"Exactly." Lan Bingju smiled even more happily. "You finally said one thing right. Zuo Liuying didn't want to convince me at all. He knew very well that I couldn't help him. He really What is the purpose? I have two guesses. First, he knows that I have done a lot of research on the mind science and wants to use me to help this mind mind disciple, hoping that in order to fulfill the prophecy, I will look at Mu Xingqiu differently. "

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

"And this is not good for him. Even if you rise to the third or fourth level of the illusion, you are still no match for the Luanjing Mountain Taoist priests." Lan Bingju also felt that this guess was not reliable, ww.ans. c "The second guess is that Zuo Liuying left you here with me and made a three-day bet because he wanted to use my power to protect you."

Lan Bingju's smile became enigmatic, "You are just a little Taoist priest with the fifth level of breathing. What is the value of protecting the second level of the illusion? I have to find out some information this whole day to understand your past. Well, it’s really colorful. It turns out that you have a soul-binding sword, and Zuo Liuying wants to use it to deal with Luan Jingshan. It makes sense that it’s that sword that he really wants to protect.”

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

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

Lan Bingju didn't make any move. A Taoist priest walked out of the carriage, jumped to the ground, and stared at Mu Xingqiu with bloodshot eyes.

"We meet again," he said.

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