Chapter two thousand five hundred and forty seventh transformation
"Only the arrival of darkness can block the secrets of heaven, leaving the Holy One helpless."
Bo Xun said: "If it appears during the day, there is no guarantee that the Holy Saint will not take action. A little deduction can cause heavy damage to our demon clan."
After knowing everything that needed to be known, Lin Mu stopped communicating with Bo Xun and left the house with the mute watchman.
After closing the door, Lin Mu asked curiously: "Uncle watchman, why is there a demon here?"
The mute watchman wrote: "When we first came to the wilderness, we were all very curious about the devil, so we worked together to set up traps to capture the devil."
"But we underestimated the devil too much. Just capturing such a little devil caused heavy losses to our village. All ten of us were severely damaged, and three people in the village even died."
"Since then, we have truly understood the terror of demons, and we no longer dare to go out at night."
After hearing this, Lin Mu finally understood why the villagers were so afraid of the demons. It turned out that they had already fought against the demons and had learned real lessons and painful experiences.
late at night.
After practicing, Lin Mu came to the entrance of the village and looked at the night sky outside.
After watching for about five or six minutes, he returned to the house.
Not far away, the blacksmith who was rushing to make weapons noticed Lin Mu's figure and couldn't help but sigh.
The next day.
The blacksmith told other villagers what he saw last night.
After hearing this, the villagers felt a little sad for some reason.
"It seems that Xiao Mu wants to go out."
The painter said sadly.
"He is different from us after all."
The tailor's eyes were complicated, "He has ideals and concerns in his heart. He doesn't belong here. Sooner or later, he will leave."
"But from here to the outside, we have to cross half of the wilderness, which will take at least three months."
The drunkard frowned and said, "It's been such a long time and I can't get out at all."
"Yes, it's a narrow escape at night. Even if you are lucky enough to find refuge in a historic site, you can't be so lucky every night."
The sick pharmacist said.
"If you want to get out, it's not impossible."
As if thinking of something, the blind scholar suddenly said.
"What can be done?"
asked the lame tailor.
"I also think there is a way. People in Zhushan can come and go freely in the wilderness, why can't we."
A tongueless drunkard.
Everyone else gave him a blank look.
"You damn drunkard, how can the people of Zhushan be the same as us?"
The painter stared at him and said: "Those juniors in Zhushan are nothing, but those old guys are all the Holy Disciples. How dare the demons do something to them. Even we don't dare to kill them, we can only turn them into pigs."
Imprison them, otherwise as soon as they die, the Holy Saint can come to the wilderness through their original soul lamp."
The wilderness is so vast that even if the Holy Saint wanted to find someone here, he would still be looking for a needle in a haystack.
But if anyone dares to kill the Holy One's disciples, the Holy One will be able to descend directly through his disciple's soul lamp.
Even if the Holy Sage doesn't take action, provoking those disciples of the Holy Sage is still not a good thing.
"This won't work, that won't work either, blind man, let me tell you what good idea you have thought of."
The drunkard said helplessly.
"Become a demon."
The scholar really can't stop talking without surprising his words.
As soon as these words came out, even though the villagers were very courageous, they were still shocked.
However, after they calmed down and thought about it carefully, the scholar's words were indeed practical.
"Yesterday, Mute said that Bo Xun said that Xiao Mu has the aura of demons in his body. Although I don't know that Xiao Mu is not a demon, I have to admit that this gives Xiao Mu the conditions to transform into a demon."
The scholar said: "Not only that, Nabo Xun also passed on the demon's magic skills and spells to Xiao Mu. As long as Xiao Mu is willing, it is not difficult to transform into a demon."
"What the scholar said really makes sense."
The tailor's eyes were shining brightly.
"I see."
The drunkard suddenly said: "No wonder Bo Xun told Xiao Mu all these things even though he knew the mute was there. I'm afraid Bo Xun had already thought of this. He was tempting Xiao Mu to practice magic skills. Once Xiao Mu practices magic skills, then
No matter whether you were a demon before or not, you will become a real demon and it will be difficult to turn back."
"What a Bo Xun. He is indeed a devil. He is so insidious and cunning. We were all almost plotted by him."
The painter said in horror: "No, we must not let Xiao Mu turn into a demon. In that case, we will really fall into Bo Xun's plan. Once Xiao Mu becomes a demon, he will have no choice but to serve the demons from now on."
"Painter, let's just listen to what the scholar has to say."
The Changmao Butcher said thoughtfully: "I believe that since the scholar raised this point, he must have already considered these issues, scholar, right?"
"kindness."
The scholar nodded, then smiled and said: "Painter, and everyone else, I think you have forgotten that what Xiaomu practices is different from us?"
Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
After a while, their eyes lit up.
They thought that, as the scholar said, Lin Mu's practice was completely different from them and other practitioners in the world.
"Xiao Mu practices the way of a mortal, and takes a path that embraces all rivers and embraces everything."
The scholar said slowly: "For other people, once they practice magic skills, they are likely to fall into trouble, but Xiao Mu is different."
"This magic power will only become his nourishment and perfect his path."
"good."
The martial artist exclaimed, "Haha, a scholar is indeed a scholar, and this scholar has a lot of clever ideas. Na Boxun thinks he is smart, this time we will let him steal the chicken but lose the rice."
"Yes, he clearly wants to seduce Xiaomu, then use Xiaomu, and finally may even want Xiaomu to let him go."
The painter smiled and said: "But now it seems that we can let Xiao Mu swallow the bait, then throw the fishhook aside and let Bo Xun be depressed."
Although they suppressed Bo Xun, they were still very afraid of Bo Xun and did not dare to contact him easily. Otherwise, they would not use two peerless formations to suppress him.
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It can be said that they did not actually gain much advantage in Bo Xun's hands.
But now, they saw a way to tease Bo Xun.
"Should we call Xiao Mu over and discuss it with him?"
The drunkard said.
"No need."
The scholar shook his head, "Xiao Mu's strategy is not inferior to mine. Maybe he has already thought of these things, otherwise he would not ask Bo Xun so many questions. Let Xiao Mu execute the next thing by himself, as long as we don't interfere with him
That’s fine.”
"Just do what the scholar says."
The village chief made the final decision.
"Hey, once Xiao Mu transforms into a demon, he can walk normally during the day and transform into a demon at night. If he can do both during the day and night, it won't be a problem to cross the wilderness."
The butcher laughed.
Hearing this, the others couldn't help but smile, but then their expressions turned sad and lost.
Maybe it won't be long before Xiaomu will leave them.
Although the past two years have not been long, they have become accustomed to Lin Mu's presence.
In the following days, just as the villagers expected, Lin Mu would go to Seal Bo Xun's yard every day and ask Bo Xun for advice on various issues.
Bo Xun knew everything and answered it.
At the same time, he looked at Lin Mu as if he were looking at a fish that had been hooked.