Demon King’s Repayment

Chapter 38

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Things that have troubled the Zhou family for more than a year finally turned around in a short period of time after Yuan Xianger's arrival.

Zhou Deyun was overjoyed and smiled.

Everyone in the hall looked different, some were embarrassed, some were secretly jealous, and of course there were those who showed closeness.

The crippled man snorted coldly, stood up and pulled his apostle and left on his own. , The skin of the whole body is staggered with old and new scars, scarred.

The thin Daoist who had slain Yuan Xianger several times before, but in front of Yuan Xianger was very warm and kind,

"Little friend is young, but his cultivation is extraordinary. I really admire it. Now that little friend has pinpointed the direction, just follow the clues to find Mrs. Zhou, lock the souls of the two, and return to their original positions, and you're done. Yes." He smiled and took out two rolled-up talisman papers from his sleeves with his bony fingers, "This old man specializes in ghost Taoism, this is my unique and secret soul capture talisman, which can preserve life and souls without any loss. , I also ask the little friends to accept it with a smile, and it is also considered that I have done a little bit for things other than Zhou members."

Yuan Xiang'er politely took it over, "Then I would like to thank the seniors."

Zhou Deyun naturally followed and thanked him again and again, and ordered his entourage to immediately bring Xie Yi.

When the others saw it, they secretly scolded the thin Taoist for being too cunning. They used two talismans, which were not uncommon. First, they saved face in front of the main family member Zhou, and secondly, they came together with this mysterious, young and ignorant boy. The girl quickly made up the relationship.

As a result, those who had ideas also gathered around to chat with Yuan Xianger.

Although Zhou Deyun was a wealthy family, most of the people he could hire were loose cultivators who had made a name for themselves in the people, and those cultivators with high status in the real high-level sects, such as the state religion Dongxuan sect in Kyoto, In the depths of Kunlun's Qing Yi Sect, he is still not qualified to invite him.

Nowadays, the spiritual energy of the world is thin, resources are scarce, and the way of loose cultivation is particularly difficult. They can't help but envy and envy those famous disciples who can enjoy the resources of the sect, but at the same time, they can't help but want to get close to them in order to discuss some skills. The secret of the law, how many dips are so cheap.

Logically, a little girl like her, who is only 16 or 17 years old, is mostly devoted to Taoism, lacks experience, and does not understand the world. But soon, this little girl who looked innocent and deceived with a sweet smile was actually slippery and not easy to fool at all. It seems that I have been chatting with you politely for a long time, but the seniors and seniors in my mouth are actually unwilling to reveal their origins.

Although Yuan Xianger looks young, in fact, she has been working in society for many years in her life.

Not only did everyone not get anything out of her mouth, but she caught a lot of things casually, and they got a little understanding of the current situation in the world of comprehension.

When the crowd dispersed, only Zhou Deyun and the general who possessed the Zhou family's wife were left.

Zhou Deyun was so excited that he rubbed his hands together and wished he could set off immediately and go north to find his wife. But the general looked hesitant, his brows furrowed, and he seemed extremely uneasy.

Yuan Xianger reassured him, "We will not leave too many people, only a few close-minded family members. When we get there, I promise that we will not easily contact your relatives and friends without your consent. After finding your body, if it is true The wife of the Zhou family lives in it temporarily. We will find a way to meet her alone and discuss the next steps together depending on the situation. No matter what, we will never reveal that you are still alive and living in the wife of the Zhou family, you see it's OK?"

The general clenched his jaw, moved his masseter muscles, looked at Yuan Xianger a lot, and finally made up his mind and said a few words with difficulty, "Datong House, Fengzhou."

Fengzhou, that place is very far away, Yuan Xianger went through the map in her mind, and felt that it was around modern Hohhot. The continental plate at the moment was a desolate frontier land. It's not easy to go there.

"My wife has lived in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River since she was a child. How can she bear living in such a barren and desolate place? She must have suffered a lot of grievances. I will pick her up now, and I will pick her up and go home." Zhou Deyun was impatient, Almost hate to leave immediately.

But thinking of going from here to the North, thousands of miles away, just packing and arranging boats and cars is not something that can be done in a day or two, and I can't help stamping my feet in a hurry.

"Let's do it now, it's almost the end of the year, you are ready to pack and arrange the route. We'll set off after the new year. Especially this one..." Yuan Xianger glanced at Mrs. Zhou, not knowing the general's name.

"Next... Qiu Yueming." The general closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and finally opened his mouth to name the name he had sacrificed to defend.

"Chou, Chou, General Chou?" Zhou Deyun jumped up and stuttered. Even though he lived in a comfortable and peaceful inland area, he had heard of this young man who became famous, stationed at the border, and established the reputation of a general with great military exploits.

He remembered the stupid things he had done before, and almost didn't scratch his ears on the spot.

Yuan Xianger took over the topic: "Especially General Qiu's body is too weak. We must take advantage of this time to take good care of him. Otherwise, it may not be enough to travel long distances and change the soul."

Yuan Xianger planned to go back to Queqiu and Shi Niang to spend a good year in Mobei before the new year. Before leaving, she would naturally buy some special products from Dingzhou, bring them back to honor Shi Niang, and give gifts to neighbors and friends.

Yuan Xianger and Nan He were walking in the bustling market, buying a bag of candy and a few kilograms of dry goods on the left.

"By the way, Nan He, how did you do that little astrolabe? It seems to be very useful." Yuan Xiang'er remembered Nan He's spell that stunned the audience as soon as he made a move,

"That's my innate ability, using my blood as a medium to elicit the power of the stars. Coupled with the belongings of the creature that I am looking for, as long as he is in the range shrouded in the stars, there is nothing to escape. It's a pity that I am not capable enough. , can only see a very indistinct shadow."

"That's already amazing. You didn't see everyone very surprised."

"If you want, you can fuse my blood into a disc-like vessel and refine it into a magical instrument that you humans use to achieve the same effect."

Yuan Xianger shook her head into a rattle: "With your blood? No, I would rather not."

"It doesn't have to be blood, just the body and the skin."

"Really?" Yuan Xiang'er happily reached out and touched Nan He's arm, but regrettably found that because of the clothes she was wearing, she no longer had the fluffy feel she used to have.

"Then you give me a pinch of hair, and I will try it another day to see if I can make a golden jade plate, silver jade plate or something."

Nan He was inexplicably sluggish for a moment, the tip of his ears flushed red for a moment, avoiding Yuan Xianger's eyes, and after a while, he reluctantly responded with a "OK".

She didn't know. I don't know that custom.

Nan He felt that his ears were about to pop out uncontrollably.

After the successful courtship of the Sirius, there is one of the most important rituals, which is to exchange a pinch of their own hair with each other, and weave each other's hair into their own body, which is called "knotting hair".

Anyway, there are no other Sirius in this world. She said that she wanted my hair, it was just a refining tool. It doesn't matter if you give it to her.

Not noticing the sentimental Nan He's mood changes, Yuan Xiang'er walked into a dry goods store and opened her mouth to pack ten dried ducks.

"The Junshan Banya here is delicious, and it can hold well. Would you like to pack a few and go back for a drink? Dried whitebait seems to be pretty good too. Would you like to bring some, Wuyuan? Strange, where did Wuyuan go? "

Yuan Xianger turned around and found that Wu Yuan was scattered in the crowd.

A sparsely populated alley.

In the alley stood a crippled man. The man bent down and waved a plate of fried crispy fish in his hand, tempting a little lynx not far from him.

"Do you want to eat kitten? Fragrant and crispy fish, you can eat it." The man tried his best to put on a friendly smile and folded his face.

Wu Yuan stared at the man vigilantly, moved her nose, and said with disgust, "Hmph, don't, Xiang'er will only give me the freshest Dongting silverfish that just came out of the pot. Who wants this from you?"

"Don't go, don't go, look at this again, you must have never seen it before." The man took out a piece of jade with a lustrous green luster from his arms, "This is a spiritual jade, it contains abundant spiritual energy, wearing it Even if it transforms into a beast in the thin world of spiritual energy, it can last for a while. As long as you come over, I will give it to you."

"Who hasn't seen Lingyu? My dad puts a pile of pillows under his body to sleep, so it's not uncommon for the young master." Wu Yuan sneered, "Besides, you drew such a bright formation on the ground, I'm not stupid. , why would I go there?"

The lame man sank his face, "Cangju, grab him."

Wu Yuan turned around and ran away. A black figure blocked his retreat. This man was dressed in black with black hair, his skin was like snow, his expression was cold, and his eyebrows were so pale that he could barely see him. He was wearing a half-length black robe, and his limbs were covered with scars.

He didn't say a word at this moment, he stretched out his five pale fingers and grabbed Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan opened his mouth, meowed, and spewed out a large group of red flames.

Cang Ju obviously fought in this terrain from time to time. He was extremely nimble, stepped on the wall to avoid the fireball, twisted his body at the top of the wall, made a handprint, and spewed out a fireball several times the size of a black circle.

Wu Yuan had never fought with anyone since he was a child, and when he saw the huge fireball coming towards his face, he panicked. Fortunately, he was a fire-type monster, and he was not very afraid of ordinary fire. He rushed out of the fireball in a panic. , sprinting out.

"Cangju, if you dare to let him run away, I'll be right here—

peeled your skin. "The lame man stood viciously in the shadow of the alley.

Wu Yuan used all four limbs to run with all his strength, and a strong wind came from behind, knocking him to the ground in one fell swoop.

Cang Ju's figure appeared in front of him, and his long straight black hair slowly fell in Wu Yuan's sight.

"Sorry, I can't disobey my master's orders."

The pale five fingers pointed at Wu Yuan and grabbed him, getting closer and closer, when he was about to grab his face, suddenly a soft palm picked him up and put him in a warm and familiar embrace.

Yuan Xianger stood at the entrance of the alley with Wu Yuan in her arms, looking coldly at the lame man and his apostle Cangju.

"Cripple, what do you mean!"

The little lynx in her arms buried her entire head in her arms, making a whimpering milky sound, revealing a small section of the tip of its blown-up tail trembling.

Yuan Xianger felt that she was going to fry.

The muscles on the lame man's face piled up, and he snorted coldly, "You sell me this lynx, and I'll give you five pieces of spiritual jade."

"You just give me fifty pieces of Lingyu, and I won't let you leave here today!"

Before the voices of talking to each other fell, the lame man had already taken out the talisman and started chanting the incantation. The magic circle drawn in front of him overflowed with thick black air, and the black vines with their teeth and claws crawled out of the magic circle.

Yuan Xiang'er held Wu Yuan in one hand, and only released one hand, her white fingers were unpredictable in the air, like a short-lived flower suddenly appearing, like a secluded orchid suddenly blooming,

"Tian Que Jue, trap!"

"Earth Falling Art, bundle!"

"Tarzan Art, penalty!"

Three incantations are chanted with rapidly changing fingertips.

The ground beneath the lame man's feet suddenly cracked, and he fell into it. Layers of loess surged up in the earth, giving him no room to breathe, and tightly bound his body. Invisible pressure descended from the sky, hitting the top of his head one after another, causing him to scream again and again. Intensive spell attacks, he couldn't react at all.

The man who fell into the ground felt a chill in his heart. Among the group of loose cultivators who often walked in the rivers and lakes, his cultivation was not bad, and he even had a yanxian apostle by his side. Therefore, despite his dark personality and bad temper, his peers still compliment him and give him three points of courtesy. It made him feel that even if he was compared to the disciples of those sects, he was not much worse.

At this moment, he realized how big the gap was between himself and the young girl in front of him. The sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl can make a tactic with one hand and make him powerless.

He even saw the girl write with two fingers in the air, and scolded, "God Fire Talisman! Swiftness!"

The figure of a fire phoenix appeared in the air, and the fire phoenix let out a clear cry, spewing out divine fire, and burned the dirty wood in the formation.

"Let go of my master!" Cangju fell from the air, and attacked Yuan Xianger as fast as lightning.

A gigantic Heavenly Wolf appeared from behind Yuan Xianger. The wolf groaned and bit Cangju's body, holding him in mid-air. Cang Ju struggled desperately in Nan He's mouth, stretched out his scarred arm and pushed Nan He, but to no avail, he could only make a painful sound.

"Don't, don't kill him. He just left his hand and wanted to let me go." Wu Yuan lifted her head from Yuan Xiang'er's arms, said quickly, and buried her head back.

"It turns out that the difference between the sects is so big." The lame man was close to the magic circle, his face was blackened by the smoke, and most of his eyebrows were burning. He looked at the apostle who was captured in mid-air, and was disheartened. He opened his mouth to beg for forgiveness, "I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, and ask the girl to forgive me once."

"You tell me first why you want to arrest Wu Yuan?"

"The talent of the lynx is the eye of truth, and I lack this pair of eyes to refine the magic mirror that illuminates the real body of the demon. If you are willing to sell it to me, I can not only give you enough spiritual jade, but also give you the hair and hair of the foal. Flesh and blood, that is a good thing for refining the Soul Capture Order."

Yuan Xianger was immediately angry, and used the Taishan tactic twenty times, crushing his bones and spitting blood.

"He's a demon, and he was contracted as an apostle by you, but he's just an existence like a bull and a horse. Why is the girl so angry when she sells it or not?" Still sympathize with these demons?"

"They are not goods, nor cattle and horses. They are flesh and blood like us. They can talk and think. How can you do such cruel things."

"Don't you know that these demons are the natural enemies of our mankind?" The lame man buried in the ground suddenly became angry, his face twisted, "They feed on human beings, they are powerful and have no emotions, they can easily destroy your village, you Your parents, your family. To them, we are ants and reptiles. You actually protect demons? Haha, it’s ridiculous, I never thought that there are humans who are oriented towards demons in this world.”

Perhaps it was the demon that destroyed his home, and this man seemed to have irreconcilable contradictions with the demon.

Yuan Xianger rubbed her brows, knowing that because of their different positions, she and him would probably never be able to convince each other.

She could only sigh, "Human beings have good and evil people, so do demons, some are vicious, and naturally some are friendly, so we cannot generalize. We humans are not the same. Killing people, exterminating households, and massacres are even more difficult. Aren't we humans ourselves?"

The lame snorted coldly, "I don't care about that much. All I know is that they took my legs and everything from me. I will never forgive these beasts in my life."

Yuan Xianger fell silent, looking at the lame man on the ground who hated demons, and the blue horse in the mouth of the South River who had been tortured and bruised for a long time.

"Well, if you release your apostle's contract, I will let you die."

"Impossible... hmm." Before the lame man could curse, the loess around him suddenly tightened, pulling him a little bit deeper into the ground.

And the woman who cast the spell stood indifferently in front of him, waiting for him to make a choice.

"I... I'll let it go, I'll release the contract. Spare my life, spare my life." He had to give in, and finally agreed to release the contract that had been enslaving Cangju.

The lame man was released from the ground, his mouth was full of blood, and he stared angrily at the Cangju that was brought down from the mouth of the South River.

He recited the mantra to restore Cangju's freedom.

"Beast, let you run away. Let you run away as a beast..." The lame vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out.

Cangju silently looked at the former owner who had fallen unconscious on the ground. This human being was full of malice towards him and tortured him for a long time.

The wind blew up his long smooth hair, and the strands of it fluttered, seeming to bring a hint of sadness to the pale face.

Yuan Xianger looked at the scars on his arm, where old and new marks were covered in layers, apparently suffering from inhuman torture and abuse all year round.

"Do you hate humans?" Yuan Xiang'er couldn't help but ask him.

The demon with long black hair nodded.

"Do you want him to die?" Yuan Xianger pointed to the cripple who had passed out on the ground.

Cang Ju thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head, "No, I don't want him to die."

"It seems that many years ago, I was still a pony. I went to a human village to play and met a little boy." Cangju looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, who was still full of rage even though he fell into a coma. " It was a very barren and comfortable little village, every time I went there, the boy was very happy, he prepared candy bars for me that he could not bear to eat, and he smiled so happily."

He looked up at Yuan Xiang'er, his expression seemed a little confused, "But one day, I slept for a long time, and I went to find him when I woke up. He no longer remembers me, and his appearance has changed a lot. He lost a leg, and only eagerly asked me to be his apostle."

"I agreed to be his apostle, but he shaved my hair and used it to make magical instruments for sale, locked my neck so that I wouldn't resist, he didn't beat me day and night, and he never showed me again. The smile I used to have. I have never been invited to eat candy again." He lowered his head and revealed his body, turning into an ugly horse without hair, "I don't like humans anymore, I plan to go back to the spiritual world, and then I won't come to you either."

When he opened his wings and was about to fly away, Yuan Xianger suddenly stopped him.

"Hey, wait a second." Yuan Xianger handed a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus candy that she just bought in front of him, "It doesn't matter if you don't like humans, it doesn't matter if you don't come to the world. If you like candy, this package is for you, bring it with you. Go back and eat slowly, get a good night’s sleep, and forget everything in the world.”

Cangju scratched his hoof on the ground, and stretched out his head to grab the bag of candy. He turned his head to glance at Nan He and Wu Yuan, spread his wings and flew into the sky.

"I really envy you."

His dull voice came from the air.

Yuan Xianger looked up at the sky for a long time, until the little black shadow completely disappeared from the sunlight.

She thought about it and took out a broken golden ball from her bosom. "Dingzhou is so big, there must be a lot of jewelry shops. I want to find a big one in a while and fix this."

Nan He, who had returned to her adult form, turned to look at her: "The misogynistic golden ball?"

Misogynist is a well-known monster in Tianlang Mountain. The biggest feature is that he plays with a golden ball all the time. Nan He recognizes it at a glance.

"Well, I played with her once. She always looks like she's lonely. I think if I see her next time, I can at least give her her toys back."