It has been more than half a month since the Forgotten Mountain, and during this time, the students have also figured out the habits and hearts of the magicians.

This is gentle and pure in sleep, he is an elegant person, even if the students are noisy in the hall, he is soft and does not get angry in the slightest; Chiba Kite is very soft and considerate, and the hall will play with everyone in one place, with the beauty and loveliness of a young woman; And Meng Chi is very old-fashioned and harsh, and he is always unreasonable, and he may be embarrassed by him if he is not careful.

Bai Nian is not angry but also stern, Shude Junyi is very beautiful, and she doesn't smile when she listens to her lectures; As for Zuo Ling, he often tells everyone some interesting stories outside of school, which is a full old naughty boy with a sound and a beautiful mouth.

Although Wu Forgetshan's listening is tiring, it is not boring, Feng Yi'er and they also got acquainted with the other two in addition to Shi Mi, there is the man who answered the "Fu Zhenzhi" before is named Xiao Duanli, who is a person from the fantasy world, and his behavior is the same as Jiang Qingchu, followed by... Wei Yan, what puzzled Yuan Jingyan was the relationship between this person and Jiang Qingchu......

At the beginning of the morning, it was not a day for Feng Yi'er's group to listen to the school, but it was rushed to the art hall. The five magicians in the hall sat together, and the atmosphere was a little weird. Fu Zhiyan said: "Everyone is here", Zuo Ling nodded and said to everyone: "I called everyone here today to discuss with you on an important matter. ”

Then Zuo Ling's eyes sank, "We just learned that there was a sudden evil demon at the foot of the mountain, and the people of Shuiqiu Town have been troubled for many days, so we asked Wu Forget Mountain to send someone to help them eliminate the harm, and after thinking about it, we decided to let fifteen of you choose to go down the mountain." ”

Zuo Ling said: "The reason why this is so is that I think that you have been listening to the study for nearly a full month, and you can take this opportunity to experience and practice, and you can also apply what you have learned." Then everyone was a little stunned and replied, "Follow the instructions." ”

"Okay, if you have a volunteer, you can stand up now." Everyone looked at each other, and then Yuan Jingyan in the crowd whispered to Yuan Muxian: "Brother, you and I can't go to see such an interesting thing?" Without waiting for Yuan Muxian to speak, he raised his hand on one side, and raised Yuan Muxian's hand on the other, and walked out arbitrarily: "We, us!" ”

Zuo Ling looked at them and smiled, and then saw Feng Yi'er also slowly walked out, Lu Zhizhi saw her moving and followed, and Lu Xiyue followed Lu Zhizhi, and the three of them stood beside Yuan Jingyan and them like this.

Yuan Jingyan smiled at Feng Yi'er: "You didn't want me to come out, right?" Feng Yi'er was expressionless and didn't look at him: "Why does the second son of Yuan think so much every time, he should learn to see what others mean." ”

Yuan Jingyan was not angry or annoyed when he heard this, but stared at her and smiled even more presumptuously.

Then Shi Mi, Xiao Jieli, Jiang Qingchu, and Wei Yan also walked out, and there were already nine people for a while, and then the arrogant man Liang Tuo and five others also stood up one after another.

Zuo Ling was relieved to see this: "Okay, very good, you fifteen people go back and clean up, and set off to go down the mountain tomorrow." ”

After everyone responded, the five magicians left together, and Meng Chi seemed to have concerns and said to Zuo Ling: "Is it really no problem to let a group of children go, after all, they are inexperienced, in case that evil demon is not easy to deal with......"

Zuo Ling raised his hand: "Don't worry, this group of children should not be underestimated, there are enough fifteen people to deal with that evil demon, and if they encounter problems, they should learn well." ”

Meng Chi pondered and said slowly, Bai Nian, who was walking behind, looked pensive, it should be fine......

After a good night's sleep, Feng Yi'er fifteen people went down the mountain to Shuiqiu Town, and after walking west for nearly an hour, they vaguely saw a mud wall and wooden pillar in front of them, and the door was engraved with the scribbled handwriting of "Shuiqiu Town".

"It's coming, it's coming, village chief! They're coming! A middle-aged man pointed at Feng Yi'er and shouted excitedly, the old man who was called hunched his back slightly and squinted over there, watching the figure get closer and closer, the young woman on the side supported him, the old man was in a hurry but could only stagger forward step by step, leaned over and said, "Greetings to all the magicians." ”

Yuan Jingyan hurriedly stepped forward to help him up: "Old man, please get up quickly, aren't you tormenting us." ”

The middle-aged man said to Yuan Jingyan: "You are here, the village is saved now, please go into the house to rest." ”

Then everyone followed the old man into the house, and the young woman poured tea for them one by one, and Liang Tuo asked urgently, "What happened to you here?" ”

The old man began to gasp with some excitement, the woman stroked his back, and Feng Yi'er saw this: "Old man, you speak slowly." ”

The corners of the old man's eyes moistened: "It was late at night three days ago, my eldest son went to the back mountain to chop firewood in the morning, and he was supposed to come back according to the usual hours, but there was no one after the hour, so I asked Chen Sheng to accompany me to look for it, who would have thought to ......" The old man sobbed and felt sad when he said this.

The middle-aged man, Chen Sheng, continued in a trance: "We searched there for a long time but didn't find him, and then, unexpectedly, we found a corpse in a grass pit. Chen Sheng sighed heavily: "The corpse was torn to the point that it was not human, its hands and legs were bitten apart, the flesh and blood were blurred, only, only one head was left and his eyes were open, it was the son of the village chief......"

Everyone was stunned, Lu Xiyue and several women covered their chests and felt nauseous, the old man hid his face and wept, the young woman sobbed and said: "I thought that my brother was killed by some ferocious animal, but the next night another person died in the village, if it was an animal, it would not have come to the village, and sure enough, three more people died, all of them died the same tragic death." ”

Yuan Jingyan sighed and shook his head: "It's really pitiful." ”

The old man wiped away his tears and said, "So we thought of seeking the help of the Forgotten Mountain, such a thing that we civilians could not deal with at all. ”

Feng Yi'er lived in his mind the books he had read, and muttered, "What kind of evil thing is this......"

Jiang Qingchu said to the old man: "Please rest assured, since we are here, we will never let that thing continue to trouble." ”

"Thank you so much" The old man got up and bowed his head, and then said: "Let my daughter Xiaoyin take everyone to the back first, this room is the best room in the village, and it has been prepared for you." ”

Everyone followed Xiao Yin to the back, there were seven or eight rooms in the boxy courtyard, and Feng Yi'er and Lu Zhizhi sat in one room.

Lu Zhizhi sighed and recalled the description just now, "This monster is so scary, Yi'er, do you know a thing or two in your heart?" ”

Feng Yi'er was also confused: "I don't know, I can only meet it and see it again." ”

Lu Zhizhi said with a serious expression: "Let's go look for that thing tonight, you have to follow me, I will protect you!" ”

Feng Yi'er couldn't help but comfort: "Okay, I will never leave." ”

Night soon came, and a heavy black shadow descended on the village, as if sinking into a cold, dark abyss, and the wind rustled to the ground, as if something was tiptoeing closer, and it was terrifying.

The crowd was scattered around the village, and as soon as there was any movement, they informed everyone with their magic spirit.

It has been sixteen years since the First World War.

In the place where Zhao Huang Yunxin died, on the demon formation, people built an ancestral hall in order to commemorate, called: Dragon Temple.

The Dragon Shrine not only enshrined Yun Xin, but also the rest of the three emperors and all the mortals who died in the Demon Suppression War that year, and Yun Xin's edict mentioned that placing the Demon Suppression Sword in the place of his death could be a place to suppress the poor. So the statue of Yunxin in the middle of the Dragon Temple had another sword in his hand, a demon subduing weapon that had been stained with the blood of the great demon.

What is surprising is that the Demon Suppression Sword has been placed in the Dragon Temple for sixteen years, and there has not been a single guard stationed in the Dragon Temple during these sixteen years, but the Demon Suppression Sword is safe and sound, and the Zhenguo weapon is within reach in front of him, but no one is tempted, which is indeed amazing. Maybe it's because Yunxin's heroic soul is not far away, or maybe it's because the great war sixteen years ago really left too much pain on the people in the land of Zhongzhou.

The river infected by the blood of the poor strange demon has not even grown water grass again, and the mountain peak that collapsed in the battle of the kings can be seen as long as you climb high and look at it, "Yunxin! Demon Suppression! The roar of the King of Chu still appears in some people's sleep, and tears come out of their eyes inadvertently. Yun Xin left his last words saying that the Demon Suppression Sword suppressed Qi Qi, they would definitely believe it, and they would not allow anyone to fight the idea of this Demon Suppression Sword, because the past facts of more than ten years ago were too painful, and no one wanted to go through it again. The Zhongzhou countries could no longer bear such a pain.

And in order to no longer bear this kind of pain in the long run, the royal family of the four major exorcist dynasties obeyed the orders of the four emperors, and they also built many houses on the periphery of the Dragon Temple on top of the demon land. These houses did not belong to the royal family, but belonged to a special organization, an organization that the entire Zhongzhou worshiped as a god - the Demon Suppression Academy.

The Demon Suppression Courtyard is something mentioned in the four emperors' wills, first proposed by Yun Xin, and because Qi Qi was finally sealed in the imperial capital of Zhao State, Kangzhou, so the royal clans of the four major exorcism dynasties also worked together to establish the Demon Suppression Academy outside the Dragon Temple, this is a academy, but history is not taught here, and etiquette is not taught, and the disciples who study here can only learn one thing - the art of subduing demons in troubled times.

The art of exorcism is only a secret technique passed down from generation to generation by the royal families of various countries, and it is precisely because of this secret art of exorcism that they are revered as emperors. However, after the birth of Qiqi and the killing of the land of Zhongzhou, the Four Emperors discovered that it was far from enough to rely on the exorcism of the royal family. They can only watch countless civilians die in the mouths of Qiqi, but there is nothing they can do.

So they wrote an edict before they went to kill Qiqi, no matter whether they succeeded or not, the secret technique of subduing demons in the royal family must be worn, and it can't just be passed on to the royal family, not just the baby boy. Unfortunately, they didn't make it back in the end, and they all died in the battle of demon subjugation