"I remember it was April, because I opened a tavern next to the Jiang River, only in April to buy goods, that day I just moved into a wine jar, the two weirdos walked in, dragged a bench and sat down, one hand pressed the table, the other hand gestured, meaning to come to the pot to loosen the mash, the action is so skillful, I thought I forgot the old customers."

"The two of them have been here before?" Mu Ziyun asked.

"I thought I had been here, because there are a few rules in the tavern that I am used to, and they are all regular customers, and it is better than three fingers to loosen the mash, and I can see it at a glance." The old man recalled, "But I thought about it, hey..... I really don't remember these two people, so I went up and talked. “

The old man closed his eyes, became interested, and simply ate the porridge, "One is called Qian, the other is called Kun, the two seem to have fought and put each other angry, and they talked at the same time, without looking at each other, eh, they are doing exactly the same thing, I still feel a little familiar, hehe." “

"Is it just him? Is there a black and white face, or a beautiful woman holding a dog. ”

"Nope!" The old man waved his hand and said: "There are many dogs in the village, and there are many women, where are there beautiful women, what does black and white face mean." “

It turned out that only Qiankun appeared, and the others were elsewhere, Mu Ziyun then asked, "You just said that what they did and said the same thing?" “

"Yes, for example, if I ask them their names, they all say, "Hey... The action of eating and drinking, I remember very clearly, I have to hold back my sleeves, there is a clear short cuff, but I also gestured twice in the air, when eating, I have to use the tip of the tongue to taste, and the timing of swallowing is the same, heh, you say it's not strange. ”

On the way here, Mu Ziyun thought about a hypothesis, the last conversation with the demon, he learned that there is a power in the demon's body, temporarily call it demon energy, this demon can have its own consciousness and can interfere with the demon's actions. Mu Ziyun thought, this demon organization seems to have come out of thin air, their information is almost none, if it is really capable people from all over the world who are interested in forming such an organization, it is impossible for no one to know their details.

Then there is a possibility that the demon energy originally existed in isolation, and then through some means, it entered the body of some people, and gave it the ability, because the strength of the ability is different, the effect is also different, but there is a common consciousness. Qiankun's consistent movements at that time are an example, the possessed people were completely controlled by the demon energy at first, and gradually the demon energy weakened, and their own consciousness was revived.

"Old man, you thought they were familiar at the time, could they be the people you had seen, but their temperament and appearance have changed slightly."

"I was seven or eight years old with my dad to set up wine, I saw a lot of people, but I never missed it, the tavern is generally from the village, occasionally in the autumn, there are passers-by who go into the mountains to catch wild things, there are only a few groups of people, I remember very clearly. And well, I'm not saying that their appearance is familiar, but that their movements are familiar. ”

"The act of eating and drinking?" Mu Ziyun thought about estimating that the demon could even change the appearance of the possessed person, "Think about it carefully, who eats wine like this." ”

"Who? Scold... People who read books have wide sleeves, and they have to hold their sleeves for fear of getting wet when they eat wine, and there is not much sour money, but there are a lot of patterns for eating. ”

Mu Ziyun still didn't give up, and then asked: "Then let's not talk about those two weirdos, think about it, in the past few days in April, did any other strange things happen in the village, such as losing someone, dying someone, or something." “

The old man sighed and said, "Yes, others don't remember, but I know that there is such a person, whose name is also clear, named Shehrin. After a few years of studying, he moved from elsewhere and bought two plots of land, he only has a father, who is sick but loves to gamble, and his life is decent in the first few years. One winter, Shehrin hurried to the city to do some teaching, and when he came back, he found his father hanging himself on a beam, and it is said that he had gone to gamble again, and lost his family's land, and he was so remorseful that he did not want to live. “

"It doesn't matter if his father dies, he has to pay off the remaining debts, and if he doesn't have a job, he has to throw away his books and go to work where people show him. He went to shovel dirt in his clothes like a student, and he spoke so vigorously that he offended people, so no one paid attention to him, and he became very rarely talkative, and on several occasions I saw him talking to himself. I know him very well, he likes to drink, and every time he comes back from work, he has to come into my restaurant to eat a few bites of loose mash, and he comes every day, for five or six years. “

"It's a coincidence, those two weirdos came at the right time, just when Shehrin entered the door, so I remember very clearly, since that day, I haven't seen Shechelin, his popularity is poor, no one cares about him, I didn't see him for the first few days It's awkward, so I went to his house to take a look, after all, after so many years, I have a little friendship, in case something really happens, I can't help."

"His house is on the edge of the Jiang River, easy to find, after going, the door is not locked, I went in, there is no one inside, the furnishings are all regular, not like a thief, I waited and waited, and no one came back after dark. Later, I went there a few times, and nothing has changed in his house, but the person is really gone. I knew that something had happened to him, but no one was too rare to care, so I let the words out, saying that this person was afraid that something had happened and that someone had taken him captive, and then I didn't care anymore. “

"That's him!" Mu Ziyun sat up and grabbed the old man's hand tightly, "Master! Where is his house, you can take me to see it. “

"Uh, I can't walk."

"It's okay, I'll fly with you." Mu Ziyun stopped the old man's waist and flew into the sky with a swish. The old man was scared and vomited on the spot, and he fell down in a hurry.

The old man bent his legs, touched his chest and twitched for a while, and cried: "What are you doing! What do you do! “

"None of this matters, old man, I have something urgent, so I'll carry you on my back." After speaking, Mu Ziyun picked him up as soon as his buttocks arched, and ran outside in a hurry.

"Stop, stop!" The old man muttered on his back.

Mu Ziyun had been delayed for a day, knowing that the people of Qingshan Peak would not last long, so he begged the old man in a good voice, and continued to walk towards the river without stopping.

The old man is old, and he can't remember things clearly, and he said that he was easy to find the way, but he didn't find it after walking for a long time. Back to where he used to be in the tavern, looking for it by feeling, always stopping halfway through.

"Hey!" The old man patted his white head and suddenly realized: "I have this memory, his house has long been flooded, and the road has long been gone." ”

Drowned? Mu Ziyun thought of something and immediately asked, "Master, did those two weirdos disappear after the Jiang River flooded Xie Helin's house?" “

The old man thought for a while and nodded, "Yes, yes, it really happened together." “

"Think about it again, at the beginning, you thought that the movements of those two weirdos were familiar, whether they were exactly the same as the actions of Shehrin eating and drinking."

"Well...... Uh-cheek! Don't say it, I didn't think about it at first, you're right, it's exactly the same, uh, hold the sleeves, and then use the tip of the tongue to charm, isn't it Shehlin, huh? Why are they so similar? “

"Master, are you sure that those two weirdos in Qiankun are acting and speaking in unison?"

"Sure, I remember it clearly."

Mu Ziyun thanked him a few times, carried the old man back, took out some money to keep, and then flew to the Jiang River.

Falling down and stepping on the water, Mu Ziyun lowered his head and pondered. Shehrin is a person possessed by demonic energy, but why are the two so similar? Obviously, one can fight, the other is smart, and then look at the other demons now, where are there similar places.

"Text... Military... Qiankun is good at one, but the action habits are the same, like walking to two extremes, isn't it.... Could it be that the demon could split Shehrin into two? How do you explain the other demons, are the eight demons divided by four people?"

Mu Ziyun tried his best to recall any details of the meeting with the demon, and took Qiankun as a person as the premise to deduce the secrets of the demon organization. He discovered a strange thing, demons rarely talk to each other, maybe they are all weird. Everyone's expression is fixed, Bai Yao's charm, Youjing's weird.... But there were two times when Mu Ziyun saw a different expression, the first time was in the cemetery, he was seriously injured by the Yin Yang Ghost and was almost dead, at this time the Yin Yang Ghost and Bai Yao talked, and his expression was more.

The second time was when the demon could interfere with the demons a few days ago, and the demons seemed to reveal their true nature, such as the normal voice of the yin and yang ghosts, and the normal mouth of the demon Jing. This is like a habit of hiding oneself in front of others, and only when there is no one else or unconscious, will it be relaxed. It is very similar to the Shecherin in the old man's mouth.

So since Shehrin can divide the two of them, why can't they continue to divide into eight people, think about it, the eight of them have different abilities and very different personalities, but they are all talking about me, how I am, never talking about us, as if he is only himself.

"That's him, Sheikhlin!" Mu Ziyun shouted.