The pale moonlight filtered through the unobstructed forest, flowed up the bluestone steps, and seeped into the temple gate.
A thin wisp of smoke rose slowly from the embers, then dissipated into the empty temple.
The little demon girl had been crying for nearly a whole day, and now she was clinging to the corner of Li Jing's clothes and fell asleep. His head rested on Li Jing's lap, tears still filling the corners of his eyes.
"One hundred and fifty-two."
Li Jing used stones to carve a short string of numbers on the ground next to her.
This is the number of people who died from the Jaundice tribe.
During the day, he searched around the Dead Creek Forest with the temple as the center. Based on the number of blood stains, he deduced that there might be more people killed.
No trace of the corpses could be found.
There was no trace of the remaining Jaundice clan members.
If these Jaundice tribe members are the work of Duke Du, then King Hui and Xian Ginseng...
Li Jing glanced at the bad flag placed beside him, and slowly loosened his fingers on the stone.
"Where will they be taken by the bad handsome man..."
The empress' low-pitched questioning voice came from the side, and Li Jing was silent for a while before she murmured.
"In addition to the Hidden Soldiers Valley, the bad guy also has a commander-in-chief outside the pass. Did he throw this flag here, or did he take the King of Snakes and the others there?"
The empress frowned slightly: "What does this have to do with King Jiao and the others?"
Li Jing looked down at Chi Meng, who was sleeping deeply, and sighed.
"The King of Snakes and Mr. Poison are actually bad people. The King of Snakes is the wounded star in the sky, and the Mr. Poison is the lonely star in the sky... Now that Ten Thousand Poison Cave is about to escape his control, he is using this move to drain the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron, forcing me to bypass it. Poisonous Master, but he doesn’t meet me directly, which is strange..."
The empress tilted her head in confusion: "Compared to the two, it seems that the King of Snakes is more controllable..."
"The bad guys have been officially disbanded for a long time, and King Jiao is not a profit-seeking person. There are more benefits to drive him to work for him than an ambitious person like Du Gong. From now on, we will inevitably throw the rat into the trap and be willing to leave Wanwan. Poison cave.”
"As of now, there is nothing that can restrain us in the Ten Thousand Poison Cave."
Li Jing looked outside the temple gate. The faint moonlight extended from the steps to the temple gate, and an inexplicable sense of desolation enveloped his heart.
Can't escape from his grasp...
Li Jing leaned tiredly on the bluestone platform behind her and closed her eyes.
"Go to sleep first and regain your energy before we talk."
The empress hesitated to speak, but seeing the tiredness on Li Jing's face, she knew that he no longer wanted to say more. Then he sat silently on the carpet made of hay, leaning next to Li Jing. Then he slowly put his head on his shoulder.
After not saying anything for a long time, the sparks in the embers not far away gradually dimmed, and a light scent of agarwood filled the temple.
A slender figure slowly stood up, looked back at the two sleeping girls lying on the hay, and then walked out of the temple door.
Outside the temple, the evening wind blew through the already sparse forest land, shaking the branches and leaves, making strange whining sounds and crackling sounds of branches and leaves breaking.
"Brother Li, do you also think the moonlight looks good tonight? Doesn't it suit my temperament?"
Hou Qing was sitting on a large remaining tree, playing the bone flute in his hand and facing the night sky.
Hearing Hou Qing's words, Li Jing raised the corners of her mouth, then clasped her fists and bowed to him.
"They, please ask the Corpse Ancestor to take care of you. If I don't return before sunset tomorrow, you can go back to the Central Plains together..."
"Take care of your own women. Corpse Ancestor is never trusted by others."
Hou Qing did not show any surprise, but turned his face to look at Li Jing who was standing on the bluestone steps and saluting.
Li Jing stood up and sighed with an embarrassed look.
"It seems that Li couldn't find the copy of "Yi Si Zhan" for Corpse Ancestor..."
"Okay! If they don't come back tomorrow at midnight, I will bring them to you."
Hou Qing jumped down from the tree, clapped his hands with Bone Flute, and immediately clapped his hands.
Li Jing raised the corner of her mouth, walked down the steps, and walked towards the outside of the Dead Creek Forest.
"If you can't come back, there's no point in looking for me. You go to the Central Plains Xuanming Sect to find a man named Wen Tao. He has a way to find the island..."
The slender figure carrying the sword box walked farther and farther until it disappeared into the night.
Hou Qing glanced at the waning moon that was gradually shrouded in thick clouds, shook his head and jumped back to the branch.
"It is going to rain."
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After passing through the square of Wan Du Cave and walking forward for another mile, you will come to a large-scale Miao building complex.
The Miao-style tiled buildings with a mix of bamboo and wood are arranged in a quadrangle shape and divided into two circles, the inner and outer.
The outer circle is covered by a high earthen wall, and long trenches are dug in the corners covered by weeds around the high wall. There are two turrets on both sides of the only gate in the south.
The night wind blows, and dark clouds cover the moon.
A foot wearing ordinary cloth boots stepped into the village gate.
Also coming in at the same time was a ball of tightly wrinkled silk ribbon in his hand.
If you carefully identify the handwriting on it, you can vaguely recognize the word "Dazhai" from the wrinkled ink.
This is something Li Jing did not tell Chi Meng and the empress.
He had a bad feeling.
There was only silence in this long-uninhabited village.
Among the weeds on the ground, there are still black bloodstains from an unknown period of time, and several traces of fighting can also be seen from the wooden pillars.
Li Jing carried the sword box and walked into it calmly. Behind him, a piece of debris slowly fell to the ground.
"You brought me here, why did you avoid me?"
"Hehehe... Your Highness is really brave."
The door of the tiled building directly in front was slowly opened, and Mr. Du walked out slowly with his hands behind his back.
The two tiled buildings on both sides, which were originally silent, opened countless small windows, and arrows glowing with cold light poked out from inside.
Behind him, the village gate that was originally wide open was quietly closed. On top of the turret, a figure holding a crossbow appeared.
Li Jing raised the corner of her mouth and continued to walk forward slowly while turning a blind eye.
"I don't know what the purpose of Duke Du inviting me here is?"
The tense sound of bows and arrows being stringed was heard all around, as if if Li Jing took a few more steps forward, the countless arrows around him would instantly turn him into a hedgehog.
"Your Highness, please don't be nervous. I never thought that Your Highness would attend the meeting alone. I really admire you. So, Your Highness didn't bring the golden silkworm Gu that I wanted?"
Hearing Du Gong's disgusting voice, Li Jing stopped and folded her hands on her chest.
"I said I didn't bring it. Is this rain of arrows going to rain down on me soon?"
Du Gong chuckled and stepped aside from the door: "No, the Golden Silkworm Gu will be an old thing sooner or later, but there is someone else who wants to see His Highness today..."
Li Jing narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he recognized it from the handwriting, it was Yuan Tiangang's, but he never thought that Yuan Tiangang would put up such a big battle when he saw him.
What does this mean, a show of force?
Inside the tiled building, there was only darkness. The moonlight has been obscured by dark clouds, and standing here, it is even more difficult to see what is going on inside.
I can't feel any breath inside.
Li Jing looked calm and walked towards the tiled building in front of him. As he got closer to Du Gong standing at the door of the tiled building, he could feel the murderous intent around him becoming more obvious.
Passing by Du Gong, one could only feel a faint smile on his dead-like face.
Li Jing looked levelly and stepped into the door.
"Squeak..."
The room fell into darkness.
