Mu Ziyun and Hu Zi have been sleeping in piles of files these days. They have found a lot of information about demons, but most of them are folklore. Although the organization only appeared fifty years ago, there is no document recording its details. It's like it popped out of a rock.
"Look," Huzi said to Muziyun while holding three volumes of books: "I compiled the information about the locations of demons from Chimiao Peak, Qingshanfeng Mountain, and Changke Zong. Chimiao Peak said they were in this area. A very mysterious place in the countryside. There is no definite evidence, just hearsay from a few businessmen. Forty-three years ago, Qingfeng Mountain recorded documents saying that an opera singer suddenly came to Pingyang County, with a black and white ghost image painted on his face. Farmers Someone kindly came up to him and asked him if he wanted to set up a stage to sing, but instead he was caught with a bloody hole. The local sect in charge sent out many people to catch him, but no one came back alive. They specially sent people to the big sect to find helpers. The help came, but the guy was nowhere to be found.”
"It's a ghost."
"Yes," Hu Zi said, taking another scroll, "This Chang Ke Zong records the evil habit, which is Bai Yao. Look, these records from thirty-eight years ago say that a beauty appeared in Guangde City. She Holding a little white dog in her arms, she had an appearance that would captivate the entire country. Many wealthy young men rushed to marry her. The first young man to marry her died suddenly within two days of their marriage. Not long after that Another young man paid a betrothal gift, but disappeared on the day of his wedding. The servants searched for half a month before they found his body in the wet soil beside his well. Only half of his body was left, and it smelled terrible. "
"The locals suspected that the beauty was responsible, and invited two warriors to test it. They never thought that the beauty was leaning on the attic in a gauze dress waiting. As soon as the warriors arrived, the little white dog in her hand turned into a The monster ate two warriors on the spot."
Mu Ziyun shook his head and said: "Three documents recorded three places, but in the end it's just what the market says. We can't explore all three places."
"The demon originated from the Chimiao Peak Domain." Liu Xiaoxiao, who had been helping, spoke.
"Why?" Huzi asked suspiciously, "This can remember three domains."
"Look at the records of Qingfeng Mountain. Pingyang County is a small town on the southwest corner. This document is from forty-three years ago. Before that year, it belonged to Chimiao Peak. There was a sect war in the southern region that year. Pingyang The county generation was obtained by our sect from defeating Qingfeng Mountain."
"Oh," Mu Ziyun said happily, "Finally we have a leader. It turns out he is from Chimiao Peak. Look for the documents over there."
Hundreds of people went through the documents moved from Chimiaofeng and determined the place where the demon organization first appeared. It was a village whose name had been changed. It was far away from the Chimiaofeng sect and was now called Maluowa. , twenty-five years ago it was called Yizun Township. Everyone found the records of Yizun Township, which said that two capable men suddenly appeared in the village. One was named Qian, who had extraordinary martial arts skills that could reach heaven and earth, and the other was named Kun, who was a complete wise man.
These two talented people like to hang out by Jiang He and both like to drink. They originally planned to join the sect, but they thought they were too weak. They defeated many sects successively. It was useless for anyone to seek revenge. No one could subdue them. Later, Jiang He The water rose and flooded several houses near the river, but the two capable men never appeared again.
"That's it," Mu Ziyun patted the table and said, "Go over there and have a look."
"It's not good! It's not good!" A hot-tempered boy rushed in from outside and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Tianhe Gate was destroyed, and those who were in alliance with us a few days ago are all dead!"
"What about the mute?" Huzi asked anxiously.
"Ugh! They're all dead!" The disciple continued: "Master Du, Master Zheng and Master Li sent me to ask you and Senior Brother Mu to come over."
"Tianhe Gate is over!" Huzi said angrily, "The monsters are probably coming, how can we deal with it?"
Mu Ziyun tore off the page from Yizun Township, put it into his arms, and said, "I'll go by myself and come back in two days at the latest. I have to go and find out. I can't find a solution to Yao Jing. We will always win." No."
"Okay, you do it as soon as possible. The two leaders and I will hold you back. Don't go back to Qingfeng Mountain directly. Try to find out the information in secret. Don't get caught."
"Okay." Mu Ziyun took a few steps outside, turned around and added: "Don't die!" and then flew into the sky.
Yizun Township is not like Jincheng. It's not even a county. We don't know anything about the village, so it's very difficult to find it. Within the area recorded in the literature, Mu Ziyun searched for directions along the way, and it took him half a day to reach the entrance of Yizun Village.
Stopping a man who was carrying a load into the village, Mu Ziyun asked, "Brother, this is Yizun Township, right?" The man said in his native accent, "You're on the wrong track, this is Marsh Luo Wa, isn't it written on the monument?" "
"No, no, it's Ma Luo Wa, that's where I'm looking."
The man stopped and asked, "Are you visiting relatives? Which family?"
"Hey, brother, I'm here to ask something. Are there any old people in the village? I want to ask about some strange things that happened forty or fifty years ago."
"Strange things?" the man replied: "I have been here long enough and have never seen anything strange. There is a war outside, everyone in the village has run away, and all the ancestors have been carried away."
"Do you have any left?" Mu Ziyun said anxiously, "Any old man will do."
"Then you come with me. Hey! Leave after asking, my family doesn't care about food."
"It's easy to talk about." Mu Ziyun followed the man into the village.
"Dad, here we come." The man walked into the yard, put the bamboo pole on the wall, stamped the mud off his feet, grabbed the old wooden door, lifted it up and pushed it, and then entered the house. There was a fire pit in the room, and an old man in his sixties or seventies was leaning on it to warm his feet.
"Who?" the old man asked.
"No, he came to ask about something."
Mu Ziyun stepped forward. The old man squinted his eyes and asked, "Who are you?"
"Old man, I want to ask you something. It's an old thing. It happened a long time ago."
"Tell me what you want." The old man pushed the quilt aside and let Mu Ziyun sit on it.
"Old man, did you know that two weirdos came to the village forty or fifty years ago? One was named Qian and the other was Kun."
The old man rubbed his head. Things that happened in the past forty or fifty years were really hard for him. After a while he said: "I have some impression. I was also a boy back then, um." He patted his thigh suddenly, "I remember, I remember, it's very easy to have a guy." It's amazing. I even followed him when he challenged the sects in the city."
Mu Ziyun said happily: "Then how did they come? Do you know why they disappeared?"
"How do I know this?" the old man said with a smile, "It's just that something new suddenly came to the village, and after a while, no one cares about it."
Mu Ziyun sighed in disappointment and asked without giving up: "Old man, do you know anything else? Anything related to them, oh, or, is there an older man here?"
"I don't know anymore. Most of the older ones may have run away. Oh, if I had better legs and feet, I wouldn't be here anymore."
The young man was chewing meat buns and said vaguely: "Lao Kong is still here, and he can't run away."
"What? Is he still alive?" The old man stretched his neck and said, "Oh, then go and ask him. He is over ninety years old. Speak clearly, he can't hear you."
The old man then told Mu Ziyun the way, and Mu Ziyun hurried to that house.
The door was open, and there was a stove surrounded by stone bricks in the yard. A pot of porridge was being cooked. An old man's legs and feet were still good. He must have just returned from going to the toilet. His belt was still hanging on the ground, and he was walking towards the pot on a cane.
"Master!" Mu Ziyun was afraid that he wouldn't hear, so his voice was a little loud.
The old man was startled, "Hey! You can't steal my porridge! You can't steal my porridge!"
"Old man, I'm here to ask something." Then he took out some gold and silver, held it in his hand, and shook it.
The old man shook his head like a rattle and said anxiously: "I don't want money, so don't rob me of my porridge!"
It took a long time to sit down with the old man.
"Oh, you ask those two weirdos? Oh, I know. I knew it as soon as they showed up. They drank in my restaurant."
"Really!" Mu Ziyun saw hope, "Master! Tell me quickly."
