It's nightfall again.
"They were in Xueyan Valley, but they have left."
"Are you so sure?"
"That's natural."
Lord Kutsutsuki smiled confidently, holding a thin white pipe in one hand, and tossing a black jade wrench in the other hand, catching it again, enjoying it endlessly. The shadows cast by the candles on the wall also went up and down, over and over again.
His "friend" was making new preparations, like an experienced hunter, polishing his weapons before going up the mountain the next day. In addition to the knife, there are many small objects. People from the Tang sect are the best at using hidden weapons. His father never taught him, and he had never seen any of his fellow sect members, so he taught himself.
He inserted a needle as thin as a cow's hair into the thin callus on his index finger. Press the back slightly with your thumb, and the needle will be pushed out a little.
"Don't throw it away. The shadow is dazzling."
When the finger was falling, the shadow folded from the wall onto his face, followed his left eye, and went back and forth several times, which made people who were concentrating a lot irritated. Lord Xueyue acted as if he didn't hear anything, and continued to say while throwing his finger:
"They are looking for something. During the day, a girl from the Shadow Pavilion came to tell me." He sat on the edge of the bed and glanced at the moon outside the window, "But they may not be able to find it. Now, the map of that thing is in the snow In Yan Gu’s hands. Ah, the sect named Yan you killed is also the sect run by her employer.”
"I remember."
"By the way, this is a small gift from Zhu Tong."
Lord Xueyue stopped, took out a small porcelain jar and placed it on the table. With red flowers on a white background, it looks like something a girl would use.
"……rouge?"
But certainly not. Tang He opened the lid and saw something gray-white inside, like powder. But when you touch it, it's not. You can feel it has a silk-like texture, smooth and slightly sticky. The index finger holding the needle picks up a thread of fiber. When the finger leaves, the invisible thread is stretched very long - you can actually feel the pull on your hand.
"As long as she leaves this kind of thread wherever she has been, she can 'see' everything in that place."
"You know how to do this?"
"Won't."
"..."
"It has a characteristic. It is extremely tough. If you pull it slowly, it can extend almost infinitely. But if you pass through it quickly, it will definitely be strangled in two. By the way... aren't you curious, what are they looking for? "
"No matter what it is, it won't be Wangui Zhi."
Tang He said disdainfully while wiping a dagger.
"But it can help people find Wangui Zhi. The Shadow Pavilion has always wanted Yun Waijing, so that they can allocate manpower to do other research. Although they seem to be omnipotent, there are still many things in the world that are difficult to know It's not enough to just go this way. With the Cloud Mirror, you can not only know where everything in the world is, but also get a glimpse of all the secrets in the world. Nothing can be hidden from it, It’s a—mirror, understand?”
"So you think Bai Skeleton Master and the others will use it to find Wan Guizhi?"
"That's natural. Ah, but the Hundred Skeleton Master is not with them."
"...Huh?" Tang He stopped.
"That man has a demonic aura, and together with the corpse beside him, he is trapped in the spiritual veins. Now there are only three of them... you have to go to Xueyan Valley."
"It's too far. Since they are no longer in Xueyan Valley, just go and get the map."
"You have to come with me. Go...meet that 'Master Wu'."
"That's not necessary."
"Believe me." Lord Kutsutsuki once again gave up the ring, "You will still be able to cooperate in the future."
Tang He raised his hand and instantly ejected the sharp needle from his fingertips. The needle passed through the center of the raised wrench and was nailed to the clean wall. The needle is so small that no trace can be seen. The black thumb suddenly stopped in the air and shook up and down. Then it slid down the invisible line and fell into Tang He's hand.
"It's annoying to watch." He clasped his hands.
Lord Kutsutsuki smiled, as if he didn't really mind. He just held out his hand and said:
"You'd better give it to me, it belongs to Lin Shanhai."
"Why are his things at your place?" Tang He rolled his eyes, "Did you steal them?"
"No. But this one is."
After saying that, Lord Xueyue stretched out his other hand that was holding the cigarette rod, and suddenly let go. He still held the cigarette rod between his two fingers, but what fell from his middle finger was a familiar ring-shaped jade pendant. It waved briskly in front of Tang He's eyes twice before being taken back again.
“When will you—give it back to me!”
"Now I have to trouble Mr. Tang to come with me."
Lord Xueyue shook his hand and smiled triumphantly. He suddenly came closer and blew a few wisps of smoke on Tang He's face. The latter waved his hands irritably and stared angrily, but he was not going to fall out with him at this time. He knew that there would be no good in fighting this cunning old fox, he knew it very well.
The smell of smoke is slightly sweet, and it's weirdly sweet.
But that jade is indeed very important, and Lord Xueyue must also know it. That was the safety buckle Tang Yu wore as a child, and she only kept this one.
Lord Xueyue scratched the trace of inconspicuous red on the emerald jade with his nails, but he couldn't wipe it off. So he turned his head again and glanced out the window. He felt that there seemed to be a familiar atmosphere downstairs before, but now it was deliberately hidden. He probably didn't go far, he just contained the evil spirit. This demonic energy was not threatening, but it made him feel very familiar.
But that's not important.
It's still dark, and the faint stars are still shining on the night sky. But at this time, Shanhai had to rush on his way. They had slept since daytime, and if they lay down again, the pursuers in Xueyan Valley might be able to capture them.
However, Wu Yuangui might not have this intention. He and She Ji should have already obtained the original letter. However, I hope they didn't make things difficult for Xie Hua... After all, they were just involved. Thinking about it carefully, Mu Wan didn't hate Xie Huayao, nor did he hate her decision. Because if it were herself, she would make the same choice if she wanted to save her relatives - not to mention her own brother, even if it was Senior Sister Yan.
Dai Luan actually drew the map. Shan Hai and Mu Wan didn't remember the original details, they just thought it looked like that at first glance. Maybe she really studied painting with Kisaragi-kun for a few years, and she seemed to have a good imitation. But they didn't quite recognize this painting method. Maybe Shi Wuqi could still tell a thing or two, but now he could only guess out of thin air - where is the mountain and where is the valley.
"Could it be that this is a partial scenery, and Yun Waijing is in this scenery?" Mu Wan guessed, "It seems that there are many mountains, is it in a land of mountains?"
"Maybe it's Dailuan City! Linxiao Temple is so close and it's their treasure, I think it's very possible."
Hearing what Dai Luan said, the two of them were not sure. Mirror outside the clouds Mirror outside the clouds, eighty percent of them are among the high mountain peaks, above the distant white clouds. This makes sense, as Dailuan City is also surrounded by mountains, but...where can I find the exact same scenery? What's more, the country is so big that you can catch a lot of the scenery of the mountains. Afraid that the map's secrets would be revealed, they didn't even dare to ask anyone who could understand the map. This time the trouble is big, even if you look for it according to the picture, you are afraid that you will find a toad. What's more, there is no guarantee that Dai Luan really painted the original wood.
"It's not difficult to find a trustworthy Liudao Impermanence. But I guess Lord Jiyue can't help us - if he understands this map, he will definitely tell us when he finds something in the medicine box."
Mu Wan nodded and said: "Even if it is an ancient painting method, it may only be popular in some small places. The only person who can be trusted in Wu Chang is Ji Yuejun, and Ye Yuejun. As for Dai Luan and her second master...it's hard to say. .”
"I know." Shan Hai sighed, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, you said it is only popular in small places... So where is your senior sister from? Maybe it is a painting method unique to her hometown."
"It's in the north, not that close. Her letters home are all sent from the north."
Dai Luan asked: "Have you ever been to her house?" The answer was no. Mu Wan shook her head regretfully and said that Yan Muxue had promised her to take her back to her hometown to play when she had the opportunity.
"It's just that if we go...it's just me."
"Wherever. And us."
Mu Wan forced a smile and felt a little better.
So they headed north, first going around the entire Snow Inkstone Valley. This was definitely not an easy task, and they were on tenterhooks all the way. Fortunately, they hadn't seen any familiar sect costumes in the past two days, which made them feel a little relieved.
They hired a carriage. In the car, they talked in low voices.
"There are no acquaintances nearby. Could it be that the people from Xue Yan Sect and Death Shadow Pavilion haven't set off yet?"
"It's hard to say." Shan Hai shook his head, "You have forgotten that the people in the Shadow Pavilion can travel through the six spiritual veins. If they see through the mystery of the map in advance, they will be one step ahead of us."
"Hey, tell me about you -" Dai Luan sat next to him and complained, "How can you just give up such an important thing? Even if you lose it, you have to find a way to get it back. Yun Waijing has great magical powers, Aren't you afraid if someone with ulterior motives takes it away?"
Shanhai slowly turned his face, looked at her, and sighed helplessly. Children are children, and they still know too little.
"This is not an easy task. The objects that are used to pay for the lost gods all have their own opinions. Immortal Danning is the most upright person, and his belongings will not follow the wishes of evil people."
"Are you so sure?" Mu Wan began to feel a little interested.
"...Actually, no. I just listened to what they said. Fusangshen has different personalities, and it is normal to have different ideas from others. They are monsters after all, and we cannot figure out their true intentions. However, , since the world is not in chaos yet, then maybe the person who discovered it is a good person, or maybe it hasn’t been discovered yet.”
Dai Luan became more and more curious. Although Yun Waijing, as a bizarre myth and legend, did not cause a bloody storm in the world, there was indeed a lot of competition behind the scenes. What does this mirror look like, is it worthy of killing the women and children of the head of the Xue Yan Sect?
No matter what, people from the Zuojin sect are all like this... They only have interests in their eyes and nothing else.
People from Zuojinmen...
She let out a soft sigh that the other two didn't notice.
I wonder if the cat-and-mouse drama between the smiling wolf who almost killed Aoki and the "benefactor" Ketsuki-kun who actually killed her is still going on.
Where are they now? Will it come to hinder Shan Hai and Mu Wan?
