A few people rented two rooms and prepared to have a good night's rest before setting off. Shi Wuqi originally wanted to take Miss Qi away, but Shanhai persuaded him to take a night's rest. After thinking about it, he agreed.
Taoist priest Lin regretted it quickly.
His clothes were still wet, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his body. He originally wanted to change out of it, wipe himself, and put on clean lining again. But he didn't expect that there would be one more person in the guest room that he thought was only for two people.
Still a woman.
Strictly speaking, he is a dead person.
...Dead people are also women!
What a system.
Miss Qi kept smiling like that, standing by the wall with her hands in front of her face, looking here.
"Let's discuss it," Shan Hai said, "Can Miss Qi and Aluan stay in the same room?"
Shi Wuqi didn't care. He just took off his gown neatly. He asked inexplicably, why?
Shan Hai pointed to the soaked Taoist robe on his body. The water stains are not completely dry, and one area is dry and the other is wet.
"So? Oh...you are a charlatan, do you care about this issue?"
Shi Wuqi hadn't changed his shirt yet, and Shan Hai didn't know where to direct his gaze. Logically speaking, it was an insignificant thing, but with someone standing next to her - especially when she thought about how she might stay beside the bed and stare at him while sleeping, it was even more hair-raising than sleeping in a coffin.
"After all, she was still a girl when she was alive. I just feel..."
"Where do all these red tapes come from?" Shi Wuqi stood up, "It's just a dead man, why are you panicking? I thought you took your apprentice around and didn't care about these trivial things. Who knew you were just like a girl. Okay, change your clothes quickly, I’ll freeze you to death in a while.”
"No, I mean..."
"What's going on? You still want me to help you?"
"Wait... let go, don't pull! My hair is tangled!"
"Hey, Mr. Shi, let's talk about Miss Qi...Mother..."
There was a brief sound of the door opening, and Mu Wan stuck her head out from the door.
"……excuse me."
……no.
"Miss Liangqiu, wait, Liangqiu... it's not what you think!"
Shi Wuqi looked at the closed door, then at the mountains and sea, with an innocent look on his face.
"What? Which kind?"
"...I feel like I can't explain it."
"Explain what?"
"you shut up."
Mr. Shi didn't understand why Taoist Master Lin suddenly became angry all night long.
In the end, he had to convince himself that Miss Liangqiu was a serious person and would not think about messy things.
As for Mr. Shi, just misunderstand him. Not a good person anyway.
Shi Wuqi changed his clothes and handed the pen holder to Lin Shanhai. Shan Hai took it, laid out the cloth with the formation on it, and muttered something. Shi Wuqi watched with interest without disturbing him. He didn't speak until the pen fell down toward east by south.
"You think you can really find Liangyue-kun with this thing?"
"Everything that has been used for a long time can find its owner, especially those with powerful spiritual powers."
"It looks like it took a long time. Hey, how long do you have to go?"
"I think... it will be soon."
Shi Wuqi finally took a step back. Although he didn't trust Miss Qi to go to the next room, he made her sit on a chair and face the wall, thus avoiding eye contact. But when Shanhai looked over, he saw a woman sitting upright with her back to him, looking at the white wall without knowing what she was looking at, and she still felt something was wrong.
"Why don't we let her turn around?"
"No, why do you have so many things to do?"
As for Liangqiu Muwan, he really didn't have the time to think about the affairs of those two big men.
three. Yayoi Yayoi Yingzuki-kun, the demon-binding lock.
Seventh, Xi Shu Wenxiang·Liang Yuejun, Wangui Zhi.
Eleven, Gu Jia Qianlong·Shuang Yuejun, Jintong Township, Demon Sealing Blade.
Twelve, at the end of the year, Master Jiyuejun cut off his finger to play the musical instrument.
2. Liu Hanxuejie Ruyuejun, Aluan’s great master, painter, and pharmacist.
Fourth, Qinghe Canhua·Maoyuejun, the friend of the Lord of Hundreds of Bones.
Red.
Laughing Wolf.
On the original piece of paper, a few more lines were added.
As for Uoyue-kun, she asked him a few questions casually in the inn. Shi Wuqi said that he had only met her twice, more than ten or twenty years ago, but he could still be considered a friend. She was a beautiful and gentle woman with long hair, and she was not told anything more.
The fire-bending monster in red and the assassin named Laughing Wolf have no clue. The whereabouts of the sect master have even disappeared.
Aluan turned over, put down her pen, and quickly turned off the light, fearing to wake her up.
Early the next morning, she and Aluan finished washing, packed their things, and rode to the street corner. They agreed to meet here last night. But from a distance, she saw a horse beside the mountain and sea, with two people on the horse.
"Shi Wu... Mr. Shi?" She frowned slightly.
"Ah Qi!" Ah Luan waved to them without any concern.
The three people over there turned around, and Miss Qi waved her hand. Mu Wan naturally knew that it was Master Bai Skeleton who had done this.
"How did you..."
"I thought about it. It's not that I'm afraid that you will regret it. I just feel that by the time you find Wangui Zhi, you will have gone through all the difficulties and dangers and may have forgotten me. Furthermore, I'm afraid that you are not very capable, so I decided to let you go. Help me more on the road. How about that? Why don't you thank me yet."
No, can you be more shameless?
Mu Wan looked at the mountains and seas with surprised eyes, but he did not object.
"Multiple cares," he said.
"You agree now? You guys yesterday..."
"What happened yesterday?" Dai Luan turned around and looked at her.
"I have reasonable doubt..."
"What do you suspect?" Shi Wuqi also looked at her.
Taoist priest Lin's eyes were blank, as if he had given up explaining.
On the way, Shi Wuqi told them a story.
Once upon a time there was a girl whose family was poor, so her parents sold her to another place. The girl didn't have anything valuable, except for a pair of shoes her mother had embroidered on the day she came of age. They were so beautiful that she couldn't bear to wear them. The owner was a carpenter and took her as his concubine. The eldest wife couldn't stand her and even took away her pair of shoes. She said they would get dirty easily when doing rough work in the fields, so she put them away and she didn't ask any more questions.
There is a temple in the village, which is dedicated to a local monster that does evil and begs it not to do evil. Every year the villagers bring tributes, but the monsters still eat people, and the village is always unable to expand. Who would have thought that on the day she presented the tribute, she saw the shoes her mother had embroidered for her on the altar table. After a few days, she managed to sneak inside and steal the shoes back.
Soon the day of harvest came. People were working in the fields when the sky suddenly became overcast and black clouds rolled down from the sky. The villagers knew that a monster was coming and hid in their homes in fear. There was a strong wind and thunder outside, and it took only half a stick of incense to clear up. As usual, people came out to count the number of people and found that there were not many people and all the crops were gone.
Who knows if the monster wanted to change his taste, or if he did it on purpose? The girl's expression changed, and the eldest wife always felt something strange, so she dug out the pair of shoes that the girl had hidden at home. Angry villagers blamed her and called her a temptress. They made her put on the shoes, cut off her feet, offered the red shoes back, and threw her into the well. Of course the girl drowned.
After that day, the worst drought in ten years came. Wells and rivers are gradually drying up, crops are not harvesting, and monsters are still doing evil, so the population is only decreasing but not increasing. The girl was crazy, and the sound of rippling water from that well could be heard at night, attracting people to go there. She asked everyone she met, "Do you want a drink of water?" Most of them were frightened out of their wits, and the few who refused went crazy. They all threw themselves into the well and died. In this way, people in the whole village died and slipped away. After decades, no one was left.
"That crazy bone was transformed into a girl, and the big monster is the evil spirit that was sealed a hundred years ago. Xuan Zhen Town also means to suppress evil spirits. There are hundreds of corpses below, and she has harmed three generations at least. So what, still You didn’t ask for it.”
Shi Wuqi adjusted the reins in his hands and finished the story.
"It's just that I saw the body of the child, so it sounds like he was innocent." Shan Hai thought.
"A bunch of stupid people. A small disaster caused by a big disaster, even if it's dead."
"Why do you talk like this?"
Mu Wan glanced at him. However, she soon realized that she might not have cared about it before. I don’t know since when, she became like a mountain and a sea. Although I haven't reached the point where I want to meddle in other people's business, I have some considerations in my mind, and it is indeed different from the past.
"No wonder what I saw in the Bahuang Mirror was a girl's face. I almost thought I saw it wrong."
"Oh? Bahuang Mirror." Shi Wuqi looked at him and drove his horse closer, "You have such a treasure? If you had known, I would have stolen your baggage and left last night. Are there any other good things you can lend me?" "
"...You stay away from me."
"The Taoist priest is so ruthless."
Dai Luan looked at the two people in front of her, and her eyes were suddenly covered by Mu Wan behind her.
"Children, don't look at it, you might get needle eyes."
On the way to find Liang Yuejun, there was another mountain. The mountain is not high, but it is very long. It lies in front of them like a wall. The mountain was not very steep, but it was still difficult for horses to walk on. It took them two or three days to climb over it. When going down the mountain, the slope becomes much gentler. The mountainside in this area is also very long, and a continuous stretch of roof tiles can be seen. It seems there is a village where you can rest.
It's hard to say the size of the village. It feels bigger than the Dead Village a few days ago, but it's not as lively as Xuanzhuang Town.
The sun is setting. They saw a child wearing a bellyband sitting on a big rock and playing in the mud. Shan Hai dismounted and wanted to inquire about his residence. The child raised his head, looked at his robe, and asked him in a clear voice:
"Are you a Taoist priest?"
"Well, exactly."
"Then can you kill monsters?"
Shanhai looked back at his companions, not knowing how to answer. Rather, he didn't know why the child asked. He clearly remembered that there were no monsters or monsters along the way. He didn't know whether the child was just curious or...
At this time, a woman wearing a headscarf came from a distance. It seemed that she had just finished her work and was looking for her child. When she saw them, she froze in place.
Shanhai was all too familiar with that look in his eyes asking for help.
Mu Wan sighed.
"What's wrong with you?" Shi Wuqi asked her.
"...You'll find out soon enough."
