Nangong Yue followed Zhou You's instructions and came to stay at the Jixiang Inn in Baidi City.
As soon as I sat down, the voice of Moon Festival appeared in my mind again.
"Little girl, do you believe it or not, that boy named Zhou sold us out as soon as he turned around?"
"If it were me, I wouldn't hide this information." Nangong Yue said to herself.
The news that Jiyue has not completely fallen into sleep is already alarming enough, but coupled with the information he revealed in his words, it will definitely make people feel uneasy.
"Once Zhou You reports it to the Demon Slayer Headquarters, your situation will be in danger." Jiyue chuckled.
Nangong Yue remained silent.
In fact, she knew very well what Jiyue said.
Because she is the last descendant of Nangong in this world who has the blood of the Moon Sacrifice God and Demon.
If Ji Yue wants to be resurrected, he can only inhabit her body.
Therefore, the method used by the Demon Slayer to prevent Ji Yue's resurrection is actually very simple. He only needs to sacrifice Nangong Yue directly.
Of course, before that, the Demon Slayer must still want to get information about the ancient god from Jiyue.
"Believe me, we are grasshoppers on a rope now. You live and I survive, you die and I perish."
"What's more, humans always think that gods and demons need to take shelter in order to complete their recovery, but in fact there is another way."
The voice of worshiping the moon is full of bewitchment.
"Do you still remember how many people the Nangong family sacrificed in order to prevent your resurrection?" Nangong Yue suddenly asked.
"This is all in the past. What's more, without the power of my bloodline, could your Nangong family have developed to the level it did at that time? Now you are the only remaining bloodline of the Nangong family... If something happened to you
"Are you worthy of your ancestors?" Jiyue said with a smile.
Nangong Yue shook her head, "In order to prevent your resurrection, 36,700 people were sacrificed."
"My father also died because of you."
"To be honest, I don't mind holding you and dying together."
Jiyue seemed to sense Nangongyue's determination, and stopped pretending. She sneered, "You said it so heroically, why didn't you commit suicide?"
"I can see that Zhou You seems to have encountered some big trouble now, and this trouble may only be solved by you." Nangong Yue said calmly.
"Hmph, you guys from the Nangong family really all have this temper~!" Jiyue snorted coldly and then said nothing again.
Nangong Yue put the wooden sword on her back in her hand and wiped it gently.
This sword is a relic of her father Nangong Qiao, and it is said that it has been passed down from ancestors.
"Father... don't worry... I won't disappoint you."
Nangong Yue murmured in a low voice.
Buzz~
The wooden sword seemed to be spiritual, trembling slightly.
...
Jie Yue thought Zhou You would report it to the Demon Slayer, but in fact, he turned around and returned to his dormitory area.
He also knew in his heart that as long as he told the story about the moon sacrifice consciousness stored in Nangong Yue, Nangong Yue would be sacrificed no matter how the tomb of the ancient gods in the Great Yin Palace was handled.
This is an ending she can't escape.
But Zhou You didn't want this to happen.
He is not a very rational person.
He thought of someone.
The prefect of Qingshui Prefecture, Xue Yongan.
He once sacrificed hundreds of thousands of people to the God's Mansion, in exchange for the peace of millions of people.
But is that kind of sacrifice really meaningful?
Zhou You disagrees.
No life is born to be sacrificed for others.
Even if it's just Nangong Yue's life.
What's more, the Nangong family sacrificed 36,700 people for the human race ten thousand years ago.
Now, even the last bloodline has to be sacrificed?
Zhou You believes that everything depends on human effort, and now that he has the strength, he may not be unable to change some things.
But I still need help from some people.
The next day, early in the morning.
Zhou You was called by Ning Lu.
"Now that the special training camp has officially come to an end, what are your plans for the future?" Ning Lu asked.
According to past practice, warriors who have broken through to the Xiantian realm will be sent to major states to serve as demon-suppressing envoys.
But this time there were ten Xiantian realm warriors suddenly added, so there were not so many vacancies at all.
However, Zhang Xun's intention seems to be to bring back some old demon-suppressing envoys and send these young innate warriors out for training.
In fact, Ning Lu could roughly guess the chief's intention.
It was most likely that the white arm that suddenly appeared put a lot of pressure on Zhang Xun, so he could only disperse this batch of young blood first, so that even if something happened in the future, he could still keep the fire for the Demon Slayer Division.
But Zhou You's answer was somewhat surprising to Ning Lu.
"Instructor Ning, I want to stay at the Demon Slayer Headquarters!"
Zhou You said softly.
"The current situation in Baidi City, and I think you are in the same situation, is so turbulent that even the capital city does not have the confidence to face this crisis..." Ning Lu said lightly.
His answer was actually a very tactful refusal.
My conscious thought is to leave Baidi City as soon as possible, the further away the better.
It's a pity that Zhou You wanted to leave, but he pretended not to understand and said in a deep voice: "At this time, of course I can't leave the Demon Slayer Headquarters!"
Ning Lu looked at him deeply, shook his head and said, "I will report your situation to Deputy Chief Xun Min. As for how he arranges for you, I have no way to interfere."
Zhou You nodded: "Thank you very much, Instructor Ning."
After Ning Lu left, he naturally took no time in traveling around. He got on the black-scaled horse and galloped towards the Bodhi Temple.
In this operation, the people of the Demon Slayer Department cannot be alerted.
Apart from the Demon Commander, there are very few people he can trust, and Monk Shenxiu is one of them.
When he arrived at the Bodhi Temple, a white monk came out to greet him.
"Master Shenxiu, did you know I would come?" Zhou You asked in surprise.
Shenxiu clasped his hands together: "The young monk has improved his cultivation recently, it's just a feeling that arises from somewhere."
Zhou You didn't know much about these Buddhist magical powers, so he pulled Monk Shenxiu down the mountain.
"Master, I need your help with something. But I can't say what it is yet."
It's not that Zhou You wants to hide anything, it's mainly that this Buddhist magical power is too strange. It would be bad if some old guy sensed it in Bodhi Temple.
Shenxiu knew who Zhou You was, so he didn't ask any questions and just followed him all the way to Baidi City.
After more than a month, Baidi has finally returned to its former bustle and bustle. The streets are full of pedestrians and busy with traffic, making it very lively.
Zhou You and Shenxiu walked aimlessly on the street.
"Master, do you have any magical powers about finding people in Buddhism?" Zhou You suddenly asked.
"Who does the donor want to find?" Shenxiu asked curiously.
"It's the fat Taoist priest who went to the tomb with us last time." Zhou You said.
If we want to solve the Nangong Yue matter, this damn fat man is absolutely indispensable.
When it comes to understanding gods and demons, this damn fat man knows much more than he does.
If you don’t look for him, who else can you look for?