The Crimson Flame Rat, unwilling to sit idly by and await its death, showed no martial ethics and instead leaped up like a small cannonball and flew towards Jiang Si.

Jiang Si sneered, "That's simply overestimating yourself."

With a flick of her wrist, a vortex of gas appeared in the air. Before the Crimson Flame Rat could even get close, it was caught in the vortex and let out a miserable "squeak squeak squeak".

Jiang Si put the Crimson Flame Rat in her hand and examined it carefully.

The Crimson Flame Rat was unable to move, its tiny green eyes glaring fiercely at her.

Jiang Si frowned. She had found it strange last time, and this time she really noticed it: there was a small mark on the forehead of the Crimson Flame Rat.

If she remembered correctly, this should be the Demon-Controlling Seal.

All demons that are controlled must obey orders and have no way to resist.

Jiang Si looked at him with disgust and loathing. She hated this kind of sneaky behavior more than anything else in her life, where someone would just call on a demon instead of showing up themselves.

Coward, wimp!

She has always been clear about her likes and dislikes. Although this rat did not kill Bo Ren, Bo Ren died because of it. Her malice towards the rat lessened considerably, but she still gave it a friendly look.

"You're lucky to have met me."

Normally, the demon tamer can only be released by the one who casts the seal, but Jiang Si is the exception.

She raised her hand and touched the Crimson Flame Rat's forehead. The Crimson Flame Rat let out a shrill cry, which stopped after about a minute.

Jiang Si placed him on the ground. The Crimson Flame Rat didn't move. Jiang Si gently kicked it with her toe. "If you're not dead, move a little."

With one kick, the Crimson Flame Rat emitted a burst of red light. After the red light dissipated, a boy dressed in red, about seven or eight years old, lay on the ground.

Jiang Si: "..."

Humans are favored by Heaven and protected by it. Demons who wish to cultivate into human form need at least a hundred years of cultivation, and most may need a thousand years, to achieve this.

Judging from the appearance of this little mouse, it is at most ten years old. What merit or ability does it have to cultivate into human form?

If someone truly possessed such extraordinary talent, they wouldn't have been branded with the Demon-Controlling Seal and turned into a puppet.

Jiang Si squatted down and patted his fair little face: "Hey, wake up, don't play dead."

Qi Yan opened his eyes, looking at Jiang Si warily, glancing around at the unfamiliar surroundings. Why was he here?

He should be leisurely strolling around in the mountains and forests of his hometown, instead of causing trouble for his father.

wrong!

Qi Yan's expression suddenly changed, and from the depths of his memory, a masked person had barged in!

He was originally a prodigy in his family, the only one in the Dharma-ending Age who could cultivate into human form, but in front of this person, he was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, completely powerless to resist.

His last memory was of being held in someone's hand, and a beam of red light shot into his forehead.

He knew nothing about what happened after that.

"Who are you, and why did you bring me here?"

Jiang Si knew she had lost her memory of this period, so she asked him directly, "Who was the person who captured you? Do you remember what he looked like?"

"You're not with him?"

"Use your little brain. I'm on his side. Why would I remove the mark from you? Are you bored?" Casting a demon-controlling spell also consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

"I don't know, he was wearing a mask when he grabbed me." Qi Yan turned his head away, not wanting to struggle. Whether the person in front of him was good or bad, he had no power to resist.

"You're so quick to deny everything, but why don't you ever think about how many things you've been manipulated into doing?"

Qi Yan's already fair face was completely drained of color.

The Crimson Flame Rat clan had always lived a peaceful life, but unexpectedly, they had fallen to the point of becoming accomplices of tyrants.

His memory was still stuck on the time when he was captured, and in order to avoid greater sins, he forcibly suppressed his cultivation, so that he could not show himself as a human.

Just now, because he suddenly dispersed the Demon Control Seal, he couldn't control his cultivation for a moment and manifested in human form.

But how is it any different now than in the past?

Qi Yan felt endless sorrow.

Jiang Si seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "You will follow me until you have paid off your sins."

Qi Yan suddenly looked up: "You're not going to control me?"

"I'm not that twisted, but until we find the person behind this, you can't escape."

Qi Yan had no recollection of the person behind the scenes; when he was arrested, the person was wearing a mask and looked rather shady.

He hated the person behind the scenes more than anyone else; it was that person who made his hands stained with blood.

"Okay, I'll definitely help you."

Their Crimson Flame Rat clan cannot be disgraced because of him!

Jiang Si was a little unaccustomed to a mouse suddenly becoming so hot-blooded.

"Can you turn back into your original form?" Jiang Si asked.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to explain bringing a living person out of nowhere.

Qi Yan tried it, then lowered his head in shame: "It seems I can't."

Jiang Si sighed silently.

What a useless mouse.

"Your clothes are just made of your fur, so get back to normal."

Qi Yan didn't know what was normal. Thinking of the children's clothes from hundreds of years ago, he turned around and transformed into a Tang suit with a front opening.

Jiang Si: "..."

Without a phone, she didn't know how to describe it for a moment, "Okay, it's fine, just make my hair shorter."

Qi Yan complied.

In the end, he turned into a cute little boy who looked like he was cosplaying.

"When we go out later, just say you're my cousin, that you saw me on TV and came all the way here to find me, okay?"

Qi Yan obediently replied, "Okay." After thinking for a while, he asked, "Doesn't this seem illogical?"

“Growing up in the mountains, climbing such mountains is a piece of cake for me. What’s illogical about that?” Anyway, there are very few illogical things about her.

"By the way, what's your name?"

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