Take a fairy back to the city

Chapter 23 Surging

Mu Yunfeng was full of energy, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and cleaned Fan Canghai's secret room clean.It's just that the luminous pearl can no longer be used, how can an object that continues to stink be kept.Fan Canghai didn't seem to mind, so he cleaned it up and threw it into the utility room.The clothes changed in the past few days were taken by Ma Yan to wash.

Put the futon back in its original position, light the sandalwood, and let it gradually permeate the entire room.He climbed up the rope ladder.

In a certain room in the inner courtyard, the three walls are covered with large wooden shelves, on which are placed various herbs, or various bottles, jars, books, and small tools. There is a person in the room who is carving Panlong's gourd-shaped three-legged copper furnace is the alchemy furnace of Fan Canghai.Behind the carved mahogany partition, there is also a shelf for storage, but it is much smaller.

Zang Yiyou looked at the things on the shelf with his arms folded, and asked casually, "You really have time, one Mo Xi is not enough, and you made another one that is exactly the same?" He was referring to Mu Yun peak.

Fan Canghai claimed that Mo Xi was transformed by him, and Mo Xi, the son of the demon god, saw that he was cute and cute, so he gave him his name.Then Mu Yunfeng, who is exactly like him, can be easily understood by ordinary people at a glance, this is also Mr. Fan's illusion.

Although Zang Yiyou didn't believe it in his heart, he was also a monk, and he knew that brilliant monks have various methods to make a soul have a fresh body, and cultivate it to be no different from a normal person.Mo Xi's reason must not be simple!But he didn't go into it too deeply, he just took what the outside world said.

Fan Canghai tossed herbs on the long table, looked at him, and said, "Isn't it exactly the same?"

"What do you want? What can he bring you?"

Fan Canghai didn't want to discuss this with him, so he picked his faults: "If you want to recover your skills, you have to live here for a month, so you have to change your outfit. Don't drink too much."

Zang Yiyou stroked his messy hair, curled his mouth, and there was another person beside him, a young man with white hair and a shirt came out from nowhere, and ran to Fan Canghai, with a cute appearance, he said: "Fan Canghai, I finished cleaning for you. What are you doing? I'll come, I'll help you!"

As he said that, he was about to take over the work in his hand, Fan Canghai stopped him and said, "You can't do this." He looked at his face, as if thinking.

"Then find something for me to do." Mu Yunfeng said carelessly, with a look of panic from his idleness.

Fan Canghai asked him to classify the three-colored beans on the table. This is a delicate task. There are hundreds of beans separated into three colors: red, yellow, and white.Mu Yunfeng thought to himself, when will this be scored?Sorry for speaking too fast.But a gentleman is hard to follow, so he can only classify him obediently, look at him from time to time, and listen to him talking to the new man.

"Shave your head cropped, and shave off all the beard. Xiaoyou, do you remember what you look like?" Fan Canghai walked up to Zang Yiyou with a white cloth and shaving tools, and motioned him to sit on the chair next to him.

Zang Yiyou didn't seem to be happy, he dodged a little, he said: "Master Immortal, if you like to be clean, I'll just wash it for you, there's no need to shave it!"

"That won't work, you have to listen to me when you come here."

"When will I not listen to you? You have to give people some freedom!"

"Sit down, do you still want to recover your skills?"

This trick really worked, and Zang Yiyou had to sit down on the chair. Fan Canghai said again: "Recovering one's skill is not an easy task. It can't be done carelessly. It took me decades to make alchemy. Now it's all on you, and you don't have to worry about it." Is there any reason to waste your tongue here?"

"Yes, I know you are a good man. My little brother will be yours from now on. Leave any errands to me."

Mu Yunfeng strained his ears to listen to their conversation, and clicked his tongue when he heard that the golden pill was older than himself, thinking that if he wanted to learn alchemy, would he be able to refine one or two pills in his lifetime?

Fan Canghai cut Zang Yiyou's hair and shaved his beard with his own hands, and the technique was still skillful, and he was ready in a while.

Mu Yunfeng looked at it and sighed: "Fan Canghai, what else do you not know? Cooking, washing, shaving your head, dancing swords and making alchemy, you are all-powerful!"

The light-haired Zang Yiyou shook his head uncomfortably and exclaimed, "He can still cook? Do laundry?"

"Isn't it? He taught Ma Yan's cooking skills!"

"Fan Canghai, I want to eat your braised pork!" Zang Yiyou had already started ordering.

Fan Canghai didn't expect Mu Yunfeng to shake his bottom, squinted at him a few times, and said flatly: "Only you can't think of it, and I can't do it without me."

As soon as the words came out, both of them exclaimed in unison, "Wow!", and Mu Yunfeng rushed to say, "Then when will you show your skills? We are waiting to eat the full banquet!"

"What is the Man-Han Banquet?" Fan Canghai was stunned, he had never heard of this term, and Zang Yiyou was also puzzled.

That's right, the Qing Dynasty was not born in the dynasty of Fan Canghai. Mu Yunfeng explained: "It's strange if you know this. It's not the dishes of your dynasty, but only in the later Qing Dynasty." He thought that Zang Yiyou and Fan Canghai Cang Hai is also from the same era, because they also wear robes.

Fan Canghai swept Zang Yiyou's broken hair with a towel, and said, "Let's take a bath next, and come to me after washing first."

"Thank you, Mr. Fan, for your hard work to shave me."

He said he was shaved, but in fact he had a crew cut. After the beard was gone, Mu Yunfeng could clearly see the man's appearance. He turned out to be a handsome man with a rather tough temperament.The crew cut makes him look fresh and neat, with a heroic look between his brows, and there is a slanting scar down the left forehead, adding a bit of quack atmosphere.It's just that his ears are a little weird, twice the size of a human being, with pointed points sticking to his scalp. If you don't cut your hair, you can't see the shape of his ears at all.He's not like a human being.

Fan Canghai shook Mu Yunfeng's eyes with his hands, and said, "Have you seen enough? Now it's your turn."

Mu Yunfeng was taken aback: "What? Why is it my turn? I don't cut my hair!"

Fan Canghai asked Zang Yiyou to find a place to take a bath by himself. There were many cold springs outside, so Zang Yiyou went out.Seeing that there was no one else around, Mu Yunfeng wondered what the hell this Fan Canghai was trying to do?

Seeing the Great Immortal Master looking over with a half-smile, Mu Yunfeng asked, "What are you doing?"

Fan Canghai looked at him for a while and said, "Do you want to go to the market?"

This sudden question made him dumbfounded, why should he go to the market?He didn't know why he asked that, so he said, "Are you going to take me?"

Fan Canghai washed his hands in the basin and dried them carefully with a towel. Mu Yunfeng saw him rubbing his fair wrists.He said: "If you want to go, until then, listen to me and I'll give you something to eat."

"What? Why eat it?"

"You eat it first and I'll tell you later."

Mu Yunfeng felt a little insecure, and he still had a lot of doubts in his stomach. He didn't even know whether he was a big devil, and he wanted to eat what he ordered. Could it be because he wanted to obey his orders? □?For a while, I became a little more vigilant.Although he admits that he covets his beauty, it is also based on the fact that he is a good person.

Mu Yunfeng said: "If you don't explain everything that happened in the past few days, I won't eat it!"

"What's the rush? It's not □□□, why are you so nervous? Didn't you choose to believe before staying?"

Although this was indeed the case, Mu Yunfeng's vigilance had not been relieved, and he frowned, not knowing how to respond.

Fan Canghai walked over and patted his face, saying, "Not everyone can eat my blood, Fan Canghai."

"What? Blood? Why should I eat your blood?" Can this thing be eaten?Mu Yunfeng felt a little nervous.

"Eat my blood for three days, and then I will cast a spell. From now on, anyone who looks at you, you will be the illusion of my Fan Canghai." Mu Yunfeng felt the cold touch of his fingertips on Mu Yunfeng's face, and his heart suddenly jumped. It melted, and nodded without any resistance.

Suddenly he woke up and asked, "Why did you do this?"

Fan Canghai pulled him to sit on the chair next to him, and said, "Hey, if I don't do this, you will be in danger. There are some things I should tell you, otherwise you won't even know how you died."

Mu Yunfeng's face turned bitter, and he said, "It's so serious? Then tell me quickly."

There was a trace of gentleness in Fan Canghai's eyes, he stroked his hair, this touch was very beneficial to the young man, he felt that if he continued like this, he would plunge into his arms without hesitation...

After looking at him for a while, Fan Canghai finally said, "In the misty illusion, there is an anti-demon hunter organization. Have you heard of demon hunters?"

Mu Yunfeng shook his head.

"Those are Taoist monks who belong to your world. Maybe you are an ordinary person and cannot know, but they still exist. Most of those who hunt and eliminate demons are collectively called demon hunters. In my era, they were The scenery is infinite."

Mu Yunfeng could imagine that Fan Canghai's Taoism was in full swing at that time, and everyone yearned to cultivate immortality and Taoism.However, even if they have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, by the time of modern times, they have long since receded into invisible shadows.Ordinary people believe in science and see Western medicine, but they talk about atheism.But Mu Yunfeng didn't think so, because he had a Taiji diagram, and he knew it was dangerous since he was a child. It didn't seem to belong to this world, but he didn't dare to mention it to anyone, because they couldn't accept too special things!Just think of yourself as different and out of group.

Until he frequently entered and exited the ethereal illusion, Mu Yunfeng saw the tentacle monster, the dragon god, and Fan Canghai's amazing spells here.He began to believe that there is another side to this world!It is the side that ordinary people cannot see.And he felt that he was not at all abrupt to participate in it, as if he belonged to them and was one of them.Therefore, even though it was the first time he heard the word "demon hunter", he was not surprised.

Fan Canghai continued: "1000 years ago, in the bloody storm in the mysterious world, the great immortals annexed the small immortal sect, and gradually formed a pattern headed by the three major demon hunter families, including the Bai family, the Chen family and the Duanmu family. Although I don't know what they are now No matter how it develops, it definitely still exists.

The anti-demon hunter organization in the illusion is against them, and the Duanmu family ranks first, which is their primary target.Because all the human beings in the illusion can be said to have been teleported in by the Duanmu family, and only they have teleportation skills. "

Hearing the latter sentence, Mu Yunfeng felt a little uneasy, because he could also teleport...

Fan Canghai saw his uneasiness, touched his little head again, and said, "Everyone who comes in will suffer backlash, and can't get out forever, and can't be reborn after death."

Mu Yunfeng opened his eyes wide. He didn't expect that the people who came in would have such a result, but why can he come in and out freely?The answer seems to be revealed soon!He hurriedly asked, "Does this... have anything to do with my teleportation skill?"

"You are the current heir, the heir who communicates with the Misty Illusion, and belongs to the direct descendants of the Duanmu family."

Sure enough, it was similar to his hunch, but he still couldn't believe it, and said, "No, my surname is not Duanmu..." However, even he himself doubted this explanation, the name can be changed!

"Although I don't know why your surname is not Duanmu, only the direct descendants of the Duanmu family have the physique to inherit the illusion of communication. And there is only one heir at a time." Fan Canghai said, "So, here, the Duanmu family is the number one in the anti-magic group. Goal! They used the combination of science and mystical techniques to successfully study their blood energy with the blood of many Duanmu clans, and they were able to find the Duanmu clan who came in for the first time. For decades, a large number of Duanmu clans died in their hands. Their ambitions go far beyond that."

"Are there so many Duanmu clans in the illusion?" Mu Yunfeng felt very strange, Duanmu clan mastered the teleportation skills, why did someone of his own come in?

"Probably the so-called cleaning the door."

"Then there's no need to let them come in and never be reborn, right? It's too cruel."

Fan Canghai smiled and said, "I've lived for 1000 years. There were very few people who came in at first, and the heirs seemed to be restrained. Slowly, there were more and more people, whether it was the Duanmu clan or other demon hunters or Ordinary people may appear in the misty illusion. It can be seen that in your world outside, there are endless battles in the world of mystic arts."

Mu Yunfeng frowned and said, "They don't even spare their own people. In the real world, killing people is illegal, so it's very convenient to teleport them in. No one is alive, no one is dead. The police can't do anything about them!"

Fan Canghai looked at him, and saw that he had mastered it by himself, so he showed a wry smile, and said, "Yes, before you inherited the teleportation talisman, Misty Illusion has new faces almost every day!"

"The good thing is I'm not one of them! Why did they give me the teleportation talisman? Don't they want to use this skill?" Mu Yunfeng can be sure that there has never been a relative named "Duanmu" in their family. Suddenly, I found out that I was a direct descendant of the Duanmu family, and had inherited an important skill from them!This skill is something that their family is proud of, isn't it a pity to give it to yourself?

"This is what I can't figure out! The teleportation skill is no different from a method of killing people. If you are used to killing people, you will stop killing them suddenly! This is incomprehensible." Fan Canghai seemed to be in deep thought, but he still couldn't solve the mystery question.

Mu Yunfeng suddenly remembered, and was shocked again. He said, "You have lived for 1000 years? I thought it was a few hundred. Which of my ancestors sent you here?"

"The third generation heir." He seemed to recall something from a long time ago. After 1000 years, the face of the enemy is still clear.

"Do you hate the Duanmu clan?" He was also a Duanmu clan, and Mu Yunfeng really wanted to know his true thoughts.

"Why don't you hate it? But there are grievances and debts, so we can't see every Duanmu clan killed and then quickly?"

Yes, Fan Canghai even regards bees as life, he is not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately.Mu Yunfeng felt a bit of comfort for his kindness, but he hadn't recovered from his true identity, his forehead was covered with dark clouds, and he felt that he was the descendant of the great devil, and the waves in his heart were hard to calm.

Fan Canghai seemed to be trying to comfort him, saying, "Actually, at the beginning, Duanmu's teleportation talisman was the Taiji diagram you drew. They exist to punish evil and maintain justice. They are supervised by other sects, and they cannot Just use it. Even now, it is unlikely to become reckless. There are innocent victims, but the main function should be to punish evil criminals.

So those who can come in have more or less criminal records. When you walk here in the future, you must not trust people casually.Don't reveal your identity. "

Mu Yunfeng knew his intentions, so he couldn't help but glanced at him gratefully, and said, "Even I used the Taiji diagram to send Mo Xi in, and..." And my mother...he Still dare not tell him the truth, for fear of being disgusted by him.

But Fan Canghai smiled, and he couldn't help but touch his face, the fair skin on his face was smooth and smooth to the touch.He said: "Who is as stupid as you to send his soul in? Duanmu must be very angry with you!"

It's really stupid... Mu Yunfeng felt ashamed now, his thoughts were so simple when he was a child...

"Actually, you knew my identity from the beginning, didn't you?" He was still hiding it foolishly. It turned out that Fan Canghai knew everything, but since he knew, he still took him in. Mu Yunfeng was very puzzled.

"Other Duanmu clans come in and appear wherever they want, but the heir will only appear in front of me." Fan Canghai's smile hides unquestionable confidence.

"why?"

Fan Canghai didn't want to say more, and sighed: "So, do you want to eat my blood?"

Mu Yunfeng still had a lot of questions, but he immediately answered: "Eat, of course... But why do you protect me? You really don't hate me?"

"If you don't eat anymore, the Anti-Magic Team will find you, unless you stay in a dungeon that never sees the light of day like Duanmu Ye."

Did the woman Duanmuye who was imprisoned by Fan Canghai take refuge here?It was only then that Mu Yunfeng realized that he had really wronged him.That day, she just listened to her one-sided words and saved her rashly. She obviously knew her situation, so she didn't dare to go out...

Mu Yunfeng was soft-hearted, he couldn't see the girl suffering like this, and murmured: "Does it have to be locked up? She is a poor girl."

"So you want to save her?" Fan Canghai looked a little displeased.

"I thought..." Mu Yunfeng quickly changed the subject, "How to say, she might be one of my relatives, can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Canghai said firmly, "No."

"Won't she be free if a little of your blood is shed?" Mu Yunfeng thought it was an easy matter, so he simply shook Fan Canghai's hand and pleaded for Duanmu Ye.

"Why are you so naive? The effect of her eating my blood is different from yours. I don't want to tell you the reason." Fan Canghai turned his head away, not wanting to talk to Mu Yunfeng.It was straightforward enough, he himself was surprised that he could say so much, but the kid in front of him still didn't know what to do.

Mu Yunfeng couldn't figure out the reason why he could hide it from the anti-magic team by eating his blood.But there was nothing Fan Canghai could do if he didn't want to say it.After thinking about it, he said, "Then you can improve the environment of the cell so that she can..."

Fan Canghai's complexion was already ugly, as if he was about to leave in a hurry.Mu Yunfeng knew that no one in Misty Illusion would like Mrs. Duanmu, even if she was a girl!Nor can he ask Fan Canghai to be selfless enough to serve the enemy's offspring.

But he still wanted to plead for her: "Just a little...is that okay?"