Chapter 0634: Memories in Feathers

Mu Xingqiu entered the memory in the feather and saw not only the scene, but also the thoughts of the memory holder.

The more he experienced, the more confused he became: I am a demon, why should I obey a small group of humans? Longbinhui is the guardian of the human dynasty and the vassal states, why should I watch the villagers go to the abyss without stopping it?

The moon is dark and the wind is high, he thought, it is always dark and the wind is high at this time, is it that the monsters want to hide their whereabouts, or is it that the stars and the moon in the sky are afraid and take the initiative to hide behind the dark clouds?

He discarded the useless fantasies in his mind. If the small group of people above knew about it - they have great magical powers and can dig out all ideas from the brain - his life would be in danger.

Forests, grasslands, rivers, small bridges, dirt roads, thatched houses, the villages in this area of ​​the border are surprisingly similar. The poor probably don’t have many choices, so they have to imitate each other and build exactly the same houses.

He felt fortunate that he, who was born in the demon tribe, had not become a poor man who was hungry and cold, nor was he hunted by Taoist priests and talisman masters. There was really nothing to complain about.

If that small group of people were right in front of him, he would be willing to kneel down and express his gratitude.

A gust of wind blew by, out of season, without roots or sources, which usually meant that something was about to happen. He was ready, holding four or five paper talismans in each hand.

No mistakes, he reminded himself, no mistakes, he could not get his current status and position not only because of the favor of that small group of people, but also because of his exquisite talisman worship skills and his serious and responsible attitude.

A green light appeared in the forest, like a lantern carried by someone, but its forward speed was surprisingly fast, faster than a tiger or leopard pouncing on its prey, crawling into the grass, swimming across the stream, jumping around on the dirt road, leaving this house and entering that house...

The village was not big, with only more than thirty households in total. The green light quickly jumped everywhere. It obviously did not find delicious food, so it returned to the forest without hesitation and soon disappeared.

The green light was not his responsibility. A higher-level talisman master would deal with it in the right place, and there might be Taoist priests involved.

He didn't want to meet the Taoist priest. It was a deep-rooted fear in his heart. He could mix among humans with peace of mind, but the Taoist priest could see through his true identity at a glance.

Villagers came out of their homes one after another, still wearing their sleeping clothes. Regardless of gender, age or young, they all staggered, their steps were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. They didn't say hello to each other, and there was no clear direction. The family separated, the young children did not follow their mothers, and the wives did not care about the whereabouts of their husbands. They went their own way. To be precise, they didn't care whether there was a road or not, they just walked around as they pleased.

He appeared from the air. With the power of the talisman, he could float in the air and remain invisible.

The mission was simple, but it could only be carried out by him alone. It was a secret mission that could never be leaked. Only he and that small group of people knew about it.

He circled over the village, constantly offering talismans to stun the villagers. No one was alert, and no one resisted. The whole task was very easy, but he could not miss even a baby, nor could he touch any of them.

All the villagers fell down, and he continued to circle, offering paper talismans to check the situation in each house. Two paralyzed old men and three babies who were born several months ago were found.

No one could be missed, and he had to perform the task with the most serious attitude. He circled twice more. Sure enough, a domestic dog and a working ox were also attacked by the green light and had to be killed immediately.

An unmanned carriage drove out of the darkness, and the sound of the wheels was particularly clear, like the sound of a glutton eating.

He continued to perform the task, offering talismans to send all the fainted villagers to the carriage. The carriage was blessed and could accommodate everyone.

The carriage left and entered the darkness again. He thought that he would probably never know where the carriage and the villagers went.

He flew in another direction, reminding himself not to think too much.

The memory in Hei Yu ends here.

The night recedes, and Mu Xingqiu returns to the world of ice and snow. Even though he is proficient in illusion, he is a little confused for a while, and the boundary between illusion and reality becomes blurred.

Yi Shijun kept his promise. This is a memory from many years ago. Like all of Yi Shijun's memories, the demon talisman master in it did not leave his name.

This memory is very important, indicating that Long Binhui is indeed deliberately letting the demons invade humans and taking these people away. Is it to test new spells? Or to make talisman materials? The demon talisman master who provided the memory knew nothing, but Mu Xingqiu still felt a burst of excitement and anger.

The people in Ye Lin Town may still be alive, although it is only a possibility, it still makes Mu Xingqiu very excited.

Mu Xingqiu is also angry, because the Long Binhui's treatment of humans is not much different from those sorcerers who sacrifice live demons, but it is just more hidden. The Taoist school may not know, or it may know but not want to intervene, and regard this as the privilege of Long Binhui.

But the clues were cut off. Mu Xingqiu didn't know where Long Bin would send the demons to invade humans. The only people who knew about it were the soul changers, but they had already hidden themselves, so it was very difficult to find them.

Feifei and Flea were both looking at Mu Xingqiu, one concerned and the other curious.

"Do you have other family members?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

Feifei shook her head, "The cicada-wing monsters don't have a village. We are just one family. I haven't seen any relatives."

"I have a father and a younger brother." Mu Xingqiu thought of his younger brother who always had two lines of snot hanging from his nose. In his memory, he had never heard his younger brother's official name.

"The demon master's father and brother must also be great sorcerers." Feifei said respectfully.

"They are ordinary people who were abducted a few years ago. I have never paid attention to them. I only care about my own practice... I want to find them back."

Mu Xingqiu waved his hand, threw Feifei on the back of the flea, and flew ahead. He still had to go to Zhanmo Mountain first to see Yang Qingyin's situation, ask Zuo Liuying to restore the bald man to normal, and find the tiger talisman master Gao Fuwei. No matter what means, he must find the lost memory in his mind.

Zhanmo Mountain is located thousands of miles east of Bingcheng. The reason why it has not been destroyed by the Taoist tradition and can become a force of the demon clan is that the environment is bad and the caves are deep and complex for many years. It is enough to protect itself without provoking high-level Taoist priests.

Ten days later, Mu Xingqiu rushed to Zhanmo Mountain, which was a large barren mountain area. Even if it was covered with snow, it could not hide the barrenness of the place. There were almost no trees and no traces of birds and beasts. It was hard to imagine how a large group of demons could survive here.

What was even more unimaginable was where this large group of demons had gone. There were no roads or buildings on Zhanmo Mountain, nor were there any demon soldiers patrolling the mountain. It was all white, and even the entrance to the cave could not be found.

Mu Xingqiu whistled on different mountaintops, and finally got a response on the fifth peak. A thunderous sound came from a nearby mountain. Mu Xingqiu flew over and saw a cave entrance behind the mountain.

There were no guards at the entrance of the cave. Mu Xingqiu landed, walked into the cave, and went down all the way. He soon fell into complete darkness. Flea followed behind him, and the little demon Feifei on his back suddenly made a clattering sound of teeth colliding.

"Don't be afraid, this is the territory of the demons." Mu Xingqiu said.

"Yes, sorry, I'm not, I'm not scared, I'm a little cold."

Mu Xingqiu then noticed that the cave was chilly, but he couldn't cast any other spells except the mind illusion, so he said: "The bead that Yi Shijun gave you is a good thing. Haven't you found its location? Try to rotate it, it will make you warmer and will be very beneficial to your practice."

Mu Xingqiu carefully checked the situation inside Feifei's body. Although he couldn't tell what the bead left by Yi Shijun was, he felt that it was similar to the inner elixir, but it couldn't produce mana, which should be helpful for Feifei to condense qi into elixir.

Feifei hummed and concentrated on rotating the bead in her abdomen. Slowly, her teeth stopped chattering. The bead didn't generate heat, but after Feifei entered the state of imagination, her endurance improved a lot.

The cave was long and winding, and steps were dug in some steep places. Mu Xingqiu and Flea flew all the way over, saving some time.

After walking for an unknown distance, Mu Xingqiu felt that he was probably hundreds of feet deep underground, and finally a light appeared in front of him.

There is a different world under the Battle Demon Mountain. This is not a narrow and winding cave like the Wolf Cave of Baiyue Mountain, but a large forest and grassland with bright colors. It is midwinter outside, but it is early autumn here. Groups of animals are eating grass, and there is even the sun above their heads. Although Mu Xingqiu can tell at a glance that it is a magic, he still admires it.

Like all the Taoist sects, this place is obviously formed by the accumulation of magic for countless years.

Mu Xingqiu stood at the entrance of the cave and waited for a while. He always felt that someone should come to lead the way. Although he was very determined when he left Ice City, since the Battle Demon Mountain opened the entrance to him, he would not be thrown here.

The flea's eyes swept around, judging the scene here. In its standards, the Battle Demon Mountain can only be regarded as an ordinary work. The little demon Feifei is still in the state of imagination. He succeeded three days ago. Although this is a simple step, he learns slower than ordinary Taoist disciples, but it is very solid and not easily affected by the outside world.

"The Taoist Master is here - we don't know what to say."

A voice came from the air. Mu Xingqiu looked up and saw a woman with a blurred face dressed in black. "Hei Huang, you don't have to say anything. Take me to see the Taoists."

"It's a coincidence that the Taoists are not here. Otherwise, I wouldn't be the one to welcome the Taoist Master." Hei Huang fell to the ground. She had fought with Mu Xingqiu several times, but this was the first time they were alone together. Even though they were only more than ten steps apart, her face was still blurred and she couldn't see it clearly with her heavenly eyes.

Mu Xingqiu guessed that Hei Huang was not using magic to cover her face, but some kind of magic weapon.

"Where are the Taoists?"

"It is said that Bingkui is about to attack. The Spirit King led the Taoists to investigate the situation. They will not be back until a few days later."

"Where is Zuo Liuying?"

"Taoist Zuo is still here, but he is in seclusion and does not see anyone."

Mu Xingqiu felt something was strange, "Who is in charge of Zhanmo Mountain now?"

Hei Huang smiled, "This is exactly the problem. Please allow me to ask a rash question: Does the Taoist Master support going to war with Bingkui in Zhanmo Mountain?"

"What's wrong?" Mu Xingqiu did not answer directly. Although Yi Shijun strongly suggested not to stay in Zhanmo Mountain, he was unwilling to make a final decision before learning more about the situation.

"Nothing, we just want to-" Hei Huang showed an unclear smile on his blurred face, "I hope the Taoist Master can be prepared in his heart. The Spirit King and the Taoists may not welcome you."