Entering the big tent, Mo Wen put down the unconscious black rat, went to the crane, drew and wrote the three qi fixing charms and placed them on three sides, and then walked out of the camp tent to wash away the filth on his body by the rain, and returned to the inner camp to change into a clean robe.
"Where did the real person get this monster," Pu Xiong took the warm tea brought by the handyman and handed it to Mo Wen.
"From the temple of the mountain, this thing was hidden in the wall with the intention of harming me, and I detected and captured it."
Mo Wen took the tea and sat in the handsome seat, and let out a rough breath, this time it was not in vain, it was more useful to catch this black rat essence than to catch lutein.
"What's the use of this monster?"
asked Pu Xiong in confusion.
"You are not an outsider, and I will not hide it from you, this black rat is of little use for war, but it is very useful for me personally," Mo Wen put down the teacup after sipping tea, "But all alien people are difficult to get rid of the demonic spirit after all, this thing has no demonic spirit for some reason, I have the heart to help my alien friend fade away the demonic spirit, this thing is the clue." ” "The last general will go and guard outside the tent."
Pu Xiong's witty retirement.
"Stay."
Mo Wen waved his hand at Puxiong, then left his seat and stood up and walked to the black rat spirit and pulled out a black knife to poke it, the black rat spirit woke up from pain, screamed and rushed to the tent door, just rushed out and was blocked by an invisible barrier, and then rushed north still can't get out, digging the earth and digging the ground can't dig open.
Mo Wen didn't say anything, but stood aside, coldly watching the black rat collide in all directions, digging indiscriminately.
After several attempts, he couldn't leave this invisible barrier, and the black rat spirit shook his body and changed into a human form, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Mo Wen, "Real people spare their lives, real people spare their lives." ” is also a monster illusion, the same is a female, Huang Su was born with a charming face, and this thing is born with a scary life, with a long convex face, eyes like beans, and a slender white beard at the corner of the mouth.
Mo Wen didn't answer, but turned to look at Pu Xiong, Pu Xiong understood, took off his regular clothes and handed it to Mo Wen, Mo Wen took it and threw it to the black rat spirit, although this thing is ugly, but after all, it is a woman, naked and indecent.
The black rat spirit was not very bold, and when he saw the robe thrown away, he flashed aside in horror, and when the robe fell to the ground and did not see anything abnormal, he grabbed the robe and wrapped himself.
"What's your name?"
Mo Wen took a few steps back and sat down to ask.
"Slave maid Xiao Yulan, the real person spares his life, I was also forced by the hedgehog to assassinate the real person, the slave and the maid heard the words of the real person from the wall, and learned that the real person is a righteous gentleman, a bright hero, the slave and the maid are so admirable, and they have decided to leave, the real person spares his life, and the slave and maid really have no intention of harming you."
The black rat spirit argues for survival.
"This demon girl intends to stab me, what crime should I be guilty of" Mo Wen didn't answer Yulan's words, but turned his head to look at Pu Xiong.
"Hui Zhenren, according to the laws of this dynasty, the assassination of the prince and the prince should be cut with a thousand knives, and the three clans will be connected."
Pu Xiong replied loudly.
"Ahh "Wait a while, see if Wei Batian comes to save it, if Wei Batian doesn't come, it will be useless, and it will be corrected at sunset."
Mo Wen said casually.
"Order."
Pu Xiong replied loudly, and then said, "Our soldiers have not seen meat for a long time, and this goblin is very fat, and it is just right to satisfy your hunger when it is stewed."
Mo Wen smiled and nodded, if you want this black rat to say everything, you must use the method of putting it to death and then rebirth, first give it the idea of survival, and then give a glimmer of life, then you can ask the truth.
"A real person spares his life, and the slave and maid know the situation in this city, so it can be said that it is true to the real person."
The black rat spirit kowtows and begs for his life.
"Huang Susu has already been injured by me, Wei Batian alone can't help us, when the rain stops, our army will capture the city, your information is of little use."
Mo Wen returned the knife to the sheath, returned to the handsome seat and served the teacup again.
"The slave is willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, make up for the merits, and dig a tunnel to the city, so that your army can be less wounded."
The black rat spirit wants to survive in every possible way.
"Once you get rid of the prison, you won't get away immediately, where will I look for you."
Mo Wen shook his head and said.
"Forgive the end of the general's interjection, real people spell through the sky, distinguish yin and yang, how can this goblin escape from the eyes of real people" Pu Xiong pretended not to understand, and said to cooperate.
"Don't you know, this goblin has no demonic energy, and it is difficult for people in the Dao Sect to detect it," Mo Wen shook his head and said, "The one who assassinated the Protector Mage before was also this thing, and if this thing is not removed, there will be endless troubles." ” "The real person is merciful, let the slave and maid a horse, the slave and the maid will definitely change their minds, follow the real person before and after the saddle, listen to the training day and night, and make more military exploits to make up for the past."
The black rat was very determined to kill it when he saw Mo Wen, and he burst into tears, crying and begging for mercy.
"If you don't get rid of the demonic energy, I should consider leaving your life under my command, but you have no demonic energy, once you leave here, when you lose control, you must not be left behind."
Mo Wen shook his head and said.
"The slave and maid are really abandoning the darkness and turning to the light, and they are willing to hand over Neidan to the custody of real people, and when they can make a contribution, they will return it to the slave and maid."
The crying appearance of the black rat spirit is very ugly.
Mo Wen didn't answer it, this black rat spirit seemed to really want to live, otherwise it wouldn't have offered to hand over Neidan, but it didn't mention how it got rid of its demonic qi from beginning to end, if it didn't think it was worth mentioning, or it deliberately avoided it and deliberately didn't say it.
If it is the former, you can ask directly, if it is the latter, rashly ask, the black rat spirit may lie.
"True person, that Wei Batian has not come until now, he must be determined to give it up, or kill it earlier, so as not to have many dreams at night."
Pu Hung said.
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"It's okay" Mo asked, holding a black knife, and slowly walked towards the black rat spirit.
"Real people spare their lives" Seeing this, the black rat spirit let out a hysterical scream, and after shouting, he appeared in his original form and collided again, and he couldn't collide and transformed into a human form and kowtowed and begged for his life, the situation was really pitiful.
"Well, I have a few questions for you, and if you answer them truthfully, I should weigh whether to spare your life."
Don't ask soft-hearted, I can't bear to scare it again.
"Thank you for the grace of the real person not to kill, the slave is willing to be a cow and a horse for you, woo" The black rat spirit saw a glimmer of life and cried with joy.
"Let me ask you, where are you from?"
Mo Wen asked casually.
"Hui Zhenren asked, the slave maid is a mountain rat in the unsalty mountain, who has been in human form for eight hundred years, and was bewitched by the Tengger priest to embarrass Da Zhao."
The black rat spirit replied immediately.
Mo Wen nodded when he heard this, Buxian Mountain is a mountain range in the northeast, covering an extremely wide area, thousands of miles.
"I'll ask you again, how many Yan soldiers are in this Pingzhou City" Mo asked again, this question is actually meaningless to the previous question, the only function is to screen the truth of the third question according to the speed of the black rat spirit's answer.
"It seems that there are four or five thousand people, and I don't know how many slaves and maids there are."
The black rat spirit still answered very quickly.
"I'll ask you again, how did you hide your demonic energy" Mo Wen pretended to be casual and asked the question he was most concerned about.
Seeing Mo asking this question, the black rat spirit instantly showed a dead ash on his face, "The slave and maid don't know, the slave and the maid really don't know, and they also ask me how I got rid of the demonic spirit, but the slave and the maid don't know it, the real person spares his life, and the slave and the maid really don't know, and they don't mean to hide it." ” Mo Wen and Pu Xiong looked at each other when they heard this, and the two of them made a play to intimidate in order to ask this question, but what they never expected was this kind of answer, but looking at the expression of the black rat spirit, it seemed that they really didn't know, rather than intentionally concealing it.
"When can you transform into a human form" After a short mutter, Mo asked with words, since he couldn't get a clear answer, he could only gradually deliberate.
"Hui Zhenren asked, the slave was able to transform into a human body two hundred years ago."
The black rat spirit was afraid not to ask or not believe it, and the answer was very fast.
Mo Wen frowned slightly, the hot-blooded beasts all transformed into human forms around five hundred years, and it was not too early for this black rat spirit to transform into a human in six hundred years, which showed that in the previous six hundred years, it had no adventures and creations.
"What kind of strange things have you eaten since transforming into a human form?"
asked Mo.
The black rat spirit was stunned when he heard this, and when he saw Mo Wen frowning, he hurriedly explained, "Don't misunderstand, the slave maid has eaten too many things over the years, and I really can't remember everything." ” "Strange food, you can recall."
Mo asked.
"I've only eaten one formed thousand-year-old ginseng, and the people next to me are all commonly eaten."
The black rat spirit recalled for a moment and replied.
"I've only eaten ginseng" Mo Wen's face turned cold, Buxian Mountain is even more remote than Kunlun Mountain, uninhabited, and there will be no shortage of spiritual things, this black rat spirit can't have only one ginseng.
"True people know that there are indeed many strange fruits and good things in the mountain, but those are all things with masters, and slaves and maids dare not touch them."
The black rat spirit hurriedly explained.
Mo Wen's face slowed down when he heard this, what the black rat spirit said also made sense, but all supernatural spiritual things are guarded by aliens, although this black rat spirit can transform into a human form, its own cultivation is not high, and it is not very bold, so it must not dare to steal.
"When did you take off your demonic energy," Mo asked again.
"If the slave and maid say that they don't know, you will definitely be angry, but the slave and maid really don't know, the slave and maid have been living in the mountains before this, and they don't know when they got rid of their demonic energy."
The black rat spirit replied with a sad face.
Mo Wen sighed helplessly, what the black rat spirit said should be the truth, the demonic qi is perceptible to people in cultivation, it has not met a cultivator before, so naturally there is no way to know that it has taken off the demonic energy.
Since this black rat spirit has no way of knowing, it can only help it recall, and after muttering for a long time, Mo Wen remembered something, "What do you usually eat?"
"Whoever can eat will be satisfied."
The black rat spirit replied.
"What kind of meat do you like the most?"
Mo asked after sighing.
"Snakes."
The black rat spirit replied immediately.
"Hello recall, since when did it start to be easier for you to catch snakes."
Mo Wen vaguely saw a glimmer of hope, in addition to cultivators, snakes also have keen senses, they can perceive potential dangers, and the basis of their perception is also demonic energy.
"Sixty years ago.
How did the real people know this," the black rat spirit asked, stunned.
"What kind of strange spiritual creature did you eat before it became easy to catch snakes?"
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Mo Wen asked nervously, trying his best to finally determine the time when the black rat spirit would shed its demonic energy sixty years ago.
"No, I haven't eaten it.
At that time, the slave maid had just been seized by a basilisk, and she was miserable when she was wandering outside, so how could there be spiritual things to eat.
The black rat spirit shook his head repeatedly.
Mo Wen was disappointed when he heard this, rats are the least picky eaters, and this black rat spirit naturally eats whatever it encounters in the mountains, maybe it just inadvertently bites a grass, or eats a seemingly innocuous fruit.
"The slave remembered" Just when Mo Wen was disappointed, the black rat spirit showed a look of sudden realization.
Mo Wen looked nervously when he heard this, but he didn't expect the black rat spirit to shake his head again and again, and his expression changed very gloomy, "No." ” "What do you think of yourself?"
Mo asked eagerly.
"I once ate a mushroom in the ground, but it was the most unpalatable thing a slave had ever eaten in her life, and it smelled sweet, but it smelled very bad in the mouth."
The black rat spirit's uncomfortable expression indicates that it still remembers the stench of the mushroom to this day.
"Where does that mushroom grow?"
Mo asked, sometimes spiritual objects are not necessarily delicious, in fact, most spiritual objects are difficult to swallow, because their five elements are strong and not delicious.
"Under a tomb."
The black rat spirit replied.
"How big is the tomb?"
Mo Wen asked suspiciously.
"It's the size of a mountain, it's more than a hundred miles."
The black rat spirit said.
"There are big tombs in Buxian Mountain" Pu Xiong, who had been listening, interjected and asked, this sentence seemed to be a question about the black rat spirit, but it was actually a reminder to Mo Wen, because Buxian Mountain is an old forest in the deep mountains, and there can be no tombs, let alone a tomb as big as a mountain.
"Yes, it's true, it's in Wulongling, and there are tombstones."
The black rat spirit fingers the northeast.
"What words are written on the tombstone" Mo Wen asked in a deep voice, he was already very disappointed before, at this time, in addition to disappointment, he also gave birth to anger, the tomb of more than a hundred miles is no longer a tomb, but a super large mausoleum that is several times larger than the imperial tomb, it is impossible for this kind of mausoleum to appear in Buxian Mountain, and the black rat spirit is lying.
"Slaves and maids don't know how to read."
The black rat spirit shook his head with a sad face and said, after the words were finished, seeing that Mo Wen's face was not good, he hurriedly added, "The slave still remembers the appearance of a few of the words. ” "Write it out."
Mo Wen took the pen and paper and threw it into the invisible barrier.
The black rat spirit picked up the brush, grasped it with all its hands, recalled and wrote, wrote down three words after a long time, and shook his head again and again after examining it himself, "No, it's not like this." ” Mo Wen Wen handed over another stack of papers, and the black rat spirit wrote three sheets, and he was satisfied with the fourth one, holding it with both hands, and waiting for Mo Wen to take it.
Mo Wen took out the blank paper from the confinement, and there were three words written crookedly on it, although the writing was ugly, it was barely legible.
After reading these three words, Mo Wen smiled instead of anger, "Do you know who this person you wrote is?"
"The slave doesn't know."
The black rat spirit shook his head in amazement.
"Heaven can do evil, but you can't live if you do evil, you want to die, and I will fulfill your long-cherished wish."
Mo asked Sen Ran to speak.
"Real people spare your life, I really didn't lie to you, maybe I remembered it wrong, I'll write it again."
The black rat spirit shouted sharply.
Pu Xiong felt puzzled on the side, reached out and took the paper in Mo Wen's hand, and after reading it, he whispered, "Real person, it may not be lying, this is the official book used in the previous dynasty." ” Mo Wen frowned and looked at Pu Xiong, who raised his hand and pointed north, "Buxian Mountain did have some areas within the territory of Wei back then":