"Yuan Hong opened his eyes and found himself trapped under the mountain. A young man wearing a white robe and a jade crown was looking at him."
"White? White Ze?"
Bai Ze struck his forehead fiercely with the folding fan in his hand: "Monkey spirit, are you convinced now?"
In the demon race, it has always been the strong eating the weak and there is no emphasis on manners. For humans, this act of pointing at one's forehead is very impolite, but for demons, it is not a big deal. More impolite acts happen every day.
Yuan Hong recalled the series of "past events" from the appearance of the Canglong, all the way to being pressed under the mountain.
"Is everything White Ze's plan?" As he thought of his embarrassing situation, his heart was once again dominated by fierce malice: "Were you secretly plotting against me? I don't accept it! I won't accept it! If you have the ability, release me and let that woman come too. I want to fight to the death with you all!"
"Fight to the death? You?" White Ze shook his head and laughed lightly. His expression was full of contempt, implying that you are not qualified.
Bai Ze stared into Yuan Hong's eyes for more than a dozen breaths before asking, as if in a casual conversation: "Do you still remember the original intention when you inherited your father's troops?"
"I" Yuan Hong wanted to say that he remembered, but after reflecting on it, he felt that those memories were very far away.
It was odd. In the ten years or so he had spent in the human world, it seemed even longer than the thousand years he had spent practicing in the plum mountain, so long that some memories were blurred.
What was it that I originally thought?
I remembered. I originally intended to lead the demon race to gain a place to survive, then achieve success and withdraw to continue practicing in Meishan mountain.
In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat.
What has he been doing all these years?
Previously, Jin Da Sheng (ox), Zhu Zi Zhen (pig), Chang Hao (snake), and Yang Xian (sheep) were taken by Deng Chanyu to be Exorcism Messengers.
In the past, the seven strange creatures of Meishan were now only Yuan Hong and Gai (dog), Wu Long (centipede), and a few days ago, they invaded Hedong with Zhou Guo. Gai and Wu Long were both killed by Yang Jie, at that time he was just angry at Gai and Wu Long's incompetence, losing troops and damaging his own dignity.
At this time, looking back on it, Yuan Hong felt very unfamiliar. The seven strange creatures of Meishan had been together for a thousand years, and it's not accurate to say that Yuan Hong was completely under their control, but he did what they asked. They were all cultivating to the level of great beasts, and without some personal thoughts, they wouldn't be able to gain the support of their own groups.
However, his brothers still supported him. With just one order, they each left the Meishan Mountain to help, fighting repeatedly in the human world. His brothers never betrayed the oath they made when they were united, but he had forgotten it.
Bai Ze looked at Yuan Hong, not missing any subtle expression: "It seems you still have a bit of spiritual essence, not a piece of rotten wood. Have you thought it through?"
Yuan Hong's face was full of shame: "Please, save me, great demon!"
"Someone will save you in the world, but it's not me." White Ze left a light-hearted remark and then rode on the cloud.
After Bai Ze left the scene, Deng Chanyu once again accelerated the flow of time within the map of the thousand-mile kingdom. Spring turned to autumn, and day followed night. Yuan Hong was left all alone, pressed beneath the mountain. Initially, Canglong would come to mock him, but later, Canglong also disappeared to some unknown place, leaving him there all by himself.
Yuan Hong had completely lost the sense of time. The malice he accumulated during the ten years he spent in the human world slowly dissipated, and his mindset also returned to the state of meditation in the mountain.
"Brother? Brother, wake up, I'm late." A gentle voice called out to him beside his ear, he opened his eyes and looked at the man with a gentle temperament but gray temples before him. He was taken aback for a moment.
"You are my uncle Yi kao?" It took him a while before he remembered the name of this convenient adoptive younger brother.
Yi kao said: "Brother, I received a reminder from a heavenly being in my dream, and came here to learn that our dear brother is trapped. Therefore, I have specially come to rescue you."
If it were before, Yuan Hong would have spit at him with a mouthful of saliva. You Zhou Guo broke your promise, attacked my city, and now you come and play the good guy? Do you take me for a fool?
But now, with most of his malice gone, he was truly tired. He just wanted to regain his freedom. Survival of the fittest, whatever you say, however you say it, it's fine.
Yi kao produced a jade talisman: "The dream-like heavenly being said that our dear brother should serve as an Exorcism Messenger. As long as our dear brother agrees."
Yuan Hong didn't hesitate: "Yes, I will serve as the Exorcism Messenger."
At least it's an ambassador, better than being a stable boy from the start, right?
Agreed, must agree.
An hour later, Yi kao led Yuan Hong to surrender to Zhou Guo.
The land of Hedong, including the original Jia Meng Guan, as well as the cities, lands, and populations of the northern Beizhou and half of Jizhou, were all transferred to Zhou Guo.
Yi kao's condition was only one: that Yuan Hong should be taken back by himself to Jincheng and live in seclusion.
Jiangziyao stroked his beard. This time, Zhou Guo found an excuse of "failing to deliver tribute on time" and directly invaded the land of Hedong. This excuse couldn't withstand scrutiny, and future generations reading this part of history would definitely condemn him.
Old Jiang understood this. Not just Yuan Hong, with his unscrupulous character, but even an ordinary person put in Yuan Hong's position would be seething with anger at being bullied by Zhou Guo.
From the bottom of his heart, he wanted to root out the problem without hesitation, cutting it down would be the solution.
Yuan Hong's strength lay in his physical body, which required a thousand forging and refining. There was talent, but more sweat. Abandoning the flesh, if his true spirit could be placed on the list of immortals, Yuan Hong would just be an ordinary immortal, and possibly even less than an ordinary immortal due to his weaker talent in magic arts.
Now, he has to give Yi kao this face.
Yuan Hong and Yi kao were adoptive brothers. If Yuan Hong was killed with one stroke, what about Yi kao who followed him to death? Nowadays, "empathy" is given great importance, and a promise is worth more than gold. If Old Jiang kills Yi kao, his reputation would be ruined.
He could only watch Yi kao and Yuan Hong leave.
Deng Chanyu and Bai Ze were also watching Yi kao and Yuan Hong leave.
Deng Chanyu bowed and thanked: "Thank you, great demon for your help."
Bai Ze smiled: "It's nothing. It's not worth mentioning, but is it true that the true person allows Yuan Hong to continue to stay in the human world? Does he not fear that one day Yuan Hong will flip a switch and go back to his old ways?"
Deng Chanyu gave a very official reason: "Yuan Hong is in a tribulation, and he has not completely escaped it. The malice in his heart has not been completely eradicated either. Keeping him in the human world serves several purposes: one, to help him escape the tribulation; two, to fulfill the brotherhood between them; and three, to allow him to further dissipate some of his malice."
Bai Ze seemed to be convinced: "Your words make sense, great immortal."
In reality, the actual situation was that Deng Chanyu did not have the ability to subdue Yuan Hong. The Buddha of Releasing Afflictions was certainly stronger than her, and Sun Wukong, whether in terms of roots or nature, was above Yuan Hong. Even after being suppressed for five hundred years, he had already managed to leave a few times.
Now, if we were to force him to be subdued, who knows what troubles might arise in the next two years. Let's keep observing for a while.
