"Senior Brother Mu, what are you doing?"
"listen."
"Listen to what?"
"Listen to the wind."
"Tingfeng?"
"Shh~~~~~~~~~"
The long hissing sound lasted for ten breaths, turning from heavy to light, from light to subtle, and then to nothing, just like an ordinary long exhalation of a deep breath.
Mu Haotian closed his eyes gently, frowned tightly, and kept talking, but his ears were trembling slightly.
He seemed to be listening attentively.
Although Jing Ling was a little anxious and didn't understand why Senior Brother Mu stopped and didn't chase him, and closed his eyes calmly to rest, she didn't disturb him anymore and turned to look at the pair of green cicadas in his hands.
"Is that 'Baili Zhi'?"
When Jing Ling heard what Senior Sister Mu Ting said, she became obsessed with this thing and Shili Acacia. She also made more observations on the way, but when she saw that the two cicadas were reunited but there was no other person, she knew in her heart that the tracking had failed.
But then, Senior Brother Mu's unconcerned and calm demeanor left Jing Ling a little confused again, and she felt that Senior Brother Mu was still angry with her.
Tried to ask and got the answer:
"Listen to the wind".
She couldn't understand it and wondered if her senior brother was too frightened and lost his soul. She didn't know what to do for a while.
Of course Mu Haotian is not lost, but serious, serious, and literal, in...
Listen to the wind.
After the "Baili Zhi" reunited and cheered each other up, their essence and blood power was quickly exhausted, and they became completely silent.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
Was it even discovered by the enemy and then discarded, or was it accidentally lost by the Snow Warbler? What the truth is is no longer important to the present.
Because no matter what, it just means:
Junior sister can no longer be found through "Baili Zhi".
Mu Haotian did not panic.
I was worried and anxious all the way, and made crazy progress, but in the end this was the result.
The previous accumulation of many negative emotions should have reached the point of despair, but his heart was surprisingly calm.
It was eerily quiet.
As if instinctively, he spoke directly from his heart and restarted the miraculous realization that had occurred inexplicably when he went down the mountain yesterday and was fulfilled again and again -
——Have a desire in your heart and listen to the wind.
From the scheming of the three Jing Ling siblings, to the whispers made by his two sisters when they were teasing him, to the whispered conversation between Pei Zhi and the old ghost Xishan before they left, every time he thought, "I want to hear what the other person said." What?" The thought will then enter an extremely mysterious state:
The breeze blew through my ears, and I immediately overheard other people's whispers that should have been imperceptible.
This miracle works time and time again and never seems to fail.
However, this time, the situation was completely different.
The characteristic of "Baili Zhi" is that the closer the distance, the louder the cry. From the moment he set off, Mu Haotian noticed that the shouts continued to increase.
In other words, during the period of time from Zhengxiang Town to the grassland by the stream, Xue Ying's "Baili Zhi" has always landed in this place.
Mu Haotian didn't know how long the other party had stayed here. According to the worst-case scenario, he had already left an unknown distance and would never be found again.
Listening to the wind is his only hope.
But this time he failed to get what he wanted.
Among the sounds of the wind, he heard the chirping of birds, the chirping of insects, the rustling of flowers and leaves, the flapping of bees, the sound of snakes snaking through the grass, and The low roar of an unknown beast...
All kinds of faint sounds, either far or near, drifted in with the wind and clearly echoed in his ears, interweaving a lifelike daily life in the mountains and forests.
The wind took him far and wide, but failed to bring him the answer he wanted.
All the sounds came back to life, but there was no sound.
This lively feeling of loneliness was like a mountain covered by clouds and sun, wrapping him up and burying him in all directions.
His heart could no longer calm down, and the noise that had gathered for a long time made him feel a little hesitant.
All the emotions that had been left behind: panic, panic, fear, confusion, seemed to be about to come back, bite back, and ruthlessly defeat his defenses.
The coldness was spreading, and suddenly, he heard the sound he had dreamed of.
human voice.
"Haha! Brother Pei, you Vine people are... extraordinary, so... really enviable."
"Brother Zhentao, come and try it too... This fruit is plump and juicy, and it's really delicious."
A rude male voice finished speaking, followed by the sound of a fight between men and women, accompanied by the sound of rushing water.
After a few words intermittently, the sense of wind receded and the sense of sound returned to normal.
"Pei Zhi! Vine tribe!"
Mu Haotian suddenly opened his eyes, turned around suddenly, opened his mouth and shouted:
"I found it!"
But he heard a sound of "Ouch" and a figure beside him shook. He looked closely and saw that it was Jing Ling who fell to the ground, holding her buttocks and staring at him in shock.
He was surprised and said:
"Junior Sister Wang, what are you doing?"
Jing Ling just got bored and peeked at Senior Brother Mu, and couldn't help but get closer and closer. Unexpectedly, he suddenly woke up, yelled, and fell down in fright.
After hearing Mu Haotian's question, Jing Ling hurriedly got up, patted her buttocks and said:
"It's okay, it's okay, senior brother Mu, have you finished listening to Feng? How is the situation?"
Mu Haotian said:
"Found their location!"
After saying that, he was about to set off to chase after him, but after taking only two steps, he suddenly paused, struggled a few times, and sat down.
He had already exhausted his physical strength from the crazy rush earlier. Just now he was listening to the wind and exhausted all his mental energy. At this moment, he could not even draw a breath.
Seeing this situation, Jing Ling made a guess, and saw that he was sweating heavily on his forehead and still trying to stand up, so she knelt down next to him and said:
"Senior Brother Mu, hug me."
"What?"
Mu Haotian was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a soft feeling on his thigh, and Jing Ling actually sat in his arms.
He lowered his head in a daze, and saw Jing Ling's eyes as clear as a stream, saying:
"Senior Brother Mu, put your hand in."
"ah?"
Mu Haotian's breathing suddenly accelerated, and when he looked confused, Jing Ling had already opened his collar, revealing the black totem in the "Tanzhong" position, and said:
"Senior brother, if you hold this with your hand, I can give you strength."
Mu Haotian woke up as if from a dream, and finally understood what she meant. He was doubtful and raised one hand in the air, but never moved.
Seeing his hesitation, Jing Ling urged:
"Senior Brother Mu, hurry up, we have to rescue the two senior sisters!"
As soon as these words came out, Mu Haotian immediately woke up and no longer cared about the difference between men and women. He used his two parallel fingers as a sword and pressed on her "Tanzhong Point".
The moment the sword finger touched the totem, a black light flashed at the contact location.
Mu Haotian's arms trembled, as if an electric current was passing through his body. Immediately he felt an unusually strong force directed by Jing Ling. Starting from the heart meridian of Shaoyin in the hand, it quickly penetrated the three yang of the hand, the three yin of the foot, and the three foot. Yang almost flows through the meridians throughout the body.
"Is this the power of ancient gods?"
This kind of power was hard for Mu Haotian to describe. He only felt it was a little strange, and its power was far stronger than the inner breath he had worked so hard to cultivate.
After he was shocked, he couldn't help but perked up. He jumped up, spread his arms, grabbed Jing Ling's legs and back in the air, and held her in his arms.
Jing Ling was taken aback and instinctively wrapped her hands around her senior brother's neck. Her face seemed to have a fever and she lowered her eyelids not to look at him.
Mu Haotian said:
"Junior sister, I'm offended!"
Free up one hand and press the dark pattern again. The overwhelming power of the gods rolled in instantly.
Mu Haotian gave a soft drink and ran forward, blowing flowers and leaves, frightening insects, butterflies and birds along the way.
Jing Ling was young and light, but Mu Haotian carried her and ran without any sluggishness. Her speed was much faster than her own power exercise alone, and her power was endless and endless.
With the blessing of such divine power, in less than two moments, he had already rushed out of ten miles away. He was so ambitious that he couldn't help but scream loudly.
Finally, I realized the feeling of Jing Ling jumping in and out of her body. Although she was happy, she couldn't help but feel sorry for herself:
"My 'Faerie Heart' doesn't have this kind of effect. Is it just a second-rate thing, far inferior to her totem?"
Suddenly I felt my heart pounding, and I couldn't help but be surprised:
"You guys, do you still have any objections?"
After thinking about it, I felt itchy and couldn't help but ask Xiang Jingling:
"Junior sister Wang, why didn't you tell me earlier that you have such a power?"
He asked twice in succession, but Jing Ling didn't answer, just lowered her head and was lost in thought.
It is said that the girl with hairpins is pregnant. Although she is still a little young, she has reached the age for ordinary people to be betrothed. It's just that she has been wandering outside for many years and hangs out with her two younger brothers, so she has never thought about this.
At this moment, she silently endured the temperature of Senior Brother Mu's fingers, secretly counting the thumping of her heartbeat. She knew clearly that Senior Brother Mu talked to her from time to time, but she was absent-minded and didn't listen to anything. She only thought about her thoughts while blushing. Silent for a long time.
How could Mu Haotian think of this? He asked a few questions and then stopped talking. She could not hear clearly due to the running noise.
In his mind, he recalled the intermittent conversations that Sui Feng heard, and suddenly remembered the story of "The Basho Girl Died for Love" that Ying'er told last night. She felt deeply uneasy and became even more aggressive.
…
Chasing the clouds and the sun, they flew for more than thirty miles. On the way, they missed the official road several times and waded through rivers and mountains. Finally, within half an hour, they approached the direction of Ming Ming's induction.
After Mu Haotian stopped and looked up, he saw a long gravel path under his feet, bending and stretching forward, and finally turned into a forest.
The branches and leaves in the forest are dense and towering, steam and mist float above the tree crowns, and the sound of water "swishing" comes out through the forest, faint but constant, like a mountain waterfall.
Mu Haotian walked lightly and took a breath, focusing on the depths of the path, quietly and silently pushing towards the woods.
Suddenly, Jingling felt a tremor in his arms, and the two hands wrapped around his neck pinched his scalp, feeling very restless.
Instantly thinking that her divine totem power should be able to sense danger, Mu Haotian became very nervous, unconsciously tightened her hands and asked:
"Junior sister, did you sense something?"
Jing Ling was shaking even more violently.
Mu Haotian couldn't help but stop and looked down at her, only to see that her cheeks were covered with red clouds and her halo was spreading to the root of her neck.
"Senior brother, your hands..."
