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Such a situation gives people a strange feeling that cannot be explained in words.
Sitting in the middle of the crowd, there was a mouth opening and closing emotionlessly next to him, muttering some incomprehensible scriptures. Everyone is sitting cross-legged on the seat cushions, with their hands folded and hidden in their wide sleeves. The expressions on their faces are just like the helplessness of the vicissitudes of loneliness, and their eyes are looking aimlessly into nothingness.
Most of them are women with good looks, none of them have obvious physical defects, and a few girls can even be called sweet and lovely. However, for unknown reasons, they lost the most precious thing as human beings, which caused the remaining charm of their bodies to disappear in an instant.
"This sister... this girl..." Murong Yan greeted cautiously: "What sutra are you reciting?"
Seeing that no one on the left or right responded, Murong Yan just moved to one of the female Taoists, looked into her eyes, and repeated the same question again.
"Don't bother, they won't pay attention to you." The female Taoist who just led Murong Yan into the door stood not far away and scolded extremely arrogantly: "You are reading a book with others. Today I will read this paragraph Memorize it, and I will come to check the results of your endorsement at any time."
Murong Yan nodded obediently and asked the girl in front of her: "Sister, let's read a book together?"
"Xuanzhe, the ancestor of nature, and the great sect of all things..." The woman still repeated the same scripture, only her eyes stared blankly at the Xianbei witch. Her limbs and neck were stiff from sitting for a long time. , the blood seemed to freeze in the body, but the mouth still opened and closed mechanically.
Murong Yan looked at these people who had lost their souls and couldn't help feeling disgusted in her heart, as if she was the only living thing here that was still alive. In the end, in order to be in harmony with Bai Feng, she chose to pretend to be nonchalant and blend in, and began to recite the scriptures.
This is an extremely long experience. Although it only lasts for one day, the complex recitation of scriptures and the emotions of loss will make this experience infinitely extended. During this meaningless time, people usually touch on life and death, Or a higher realm than life and death.
"It's so long, it seems like four seasons have passed in one day." Murong Yan would think of this sentence in her heart from time to time. Other than that, she didn't think much about it. She felt more in awe than complaining. .
She observed her colleagues around her and felt extremely admirable for sitting here without moving for a day just to recite sutras. How much lofty faith can this be done?
However, the little bit of fear and timidity she occasionally caught in the eyes of others soon made Murong Yan know that these people did not sincerely believe in Taiping Dao. While I was thinking about the reason for this, night fell quietly.
The introducing female Taoist immediately brought a basin of water to the center of the hall, scooped it up with a ladle, and asked each female disciple to come forward and drink the talisman water, claiming that this was part of their cultivation.
After everyone drank the talisman water, they were forced to stay in place and meditate for a stick of incense. During this period, Murong Yan was dizzy and fell asleep due to the power of the talisman water. When she woke up, she was already in another place.
It was a dark, deep, and cold prison. Murong Yan got up in the darkness and looked at the moon outside the sky window and the iron bars on the cell door. She was so shocked that she almost screamed: "Could it be that my true identity has been discovered?"
She touched her chest, trying to catch her breath, when she realized that all her clothes were gone! For this reason, she felt even more terrified, and after a while, she was so scared that she cried: "Don't cry... don't cry! Think about what Brother Feng will do at this time, there will definitely be a way." She murmured in a low voice, nothing happened. She noticed that there were many people who suffered the same misfortune as her hiding in the corners of the prison.
"Girl, girl...come here quickly."
Murong Yan followed the sound and saw that the sister who accompanied her in chanting during the day was also naked, with a large robe draped over her shoulders. This fur robe was so huge that it could wrap up several people. And this woman happened to be sharing this robe with two other girls.
"Come here quickly, don't freeze!"
"Okay." Murong Yan wiped away her tears and got into the warm robe. Even though her body was temporarily warm, she still couldn't hide the sadness in her heart. She asked the woman: "Sister, what's going on? What's wrong with me, to be like this? And to come to a place like this?"
The woman caressed Murong Yan's hair, showing a completely different warmth than during the day, and said with a helpless smile: "Girl, in order to prevent us from escaping, 'Senior Sister Qi' will make us drink talisman water before nightfall. And then send them back to this place where they never see the light of day.”
"Senior Sister Qi? Is that the female Taoist priest?" Murong Yan suddenly realized, and then looked around, and found that there were indeed many people living in this cell, and it was consistent with what Liu Tian said, and they were all women.
"Girl, what do you call me?"
"I...my name is Yaoyao." Murong Yan gritted her teeth and insisted on not crying anymore, but when she heard the other person's words of comfort, and she happened to be leaning in the other person's arms, she felt that she found a trace of support in her heart, and she burst into tears. Voice: "Sister, tell me, am I being..."
"Silly sister, there is no such thing!" The woman said: "Senior Sister Qi, you can say that you are still a 'virgin' and it was specially reserved for the young master. No one in the temple except the Immortal dares to question you."
After hearing this, Murong Yan finally found a chance to breathe among all the misfortunes. She breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "Who is this Immortal? Who is the Young Master?"
"Shangxian is one of the Seven Beidou Sons of Taiping Dao, known as 'Taoist Tianji'. He rarely comes to the Taoist temple, so Sister Yao, you don't have to be afraid. As for the young master, he is the eldest son of the Xiao family, a local tycoon in the town."
Before he finished speaking, the girl on the other side of the same robe complained: "Sister Lu, it's too late. Why don't we talk about something tomorrow? Sisters need to rest, but they can't compete with this noble man."
"Sister Lu?" Murong Yan asked in confusion: "Noble sir, are you talking about me?"
"Yao Yao, don't listen to her nonsense! How can we women be called 'nobles' in this place? We take some weird medicinal pills every day. If we don't take them for a day, our whole body will feel hot and our head will feel dizzy. Even if we want to run away, we will run away. Don't move. Mr. Xiao plays with us a lot. He is still lustful and indulgent, let alone those who practice Taiping Dao." After Miss Lu reprimanded, the others stopped talking. The cold words sarcastically said: "Yao Yao, if you have the chance to go out, you must not come back again. Do you hear me?"
"How do I get out?"
"Master Xiao will come to the Taoist temple in the next few days to select women to help him practice. You will be a 'human sacrifice' offered up."
"Xiao Sigu, do you want to come to the Taoist temple?" Murong Yan suddenly had a good idea in her mind, but she was unable to send the message to Bai Feng and his party. In desperation, she stared at the night sky and prayed devoutly, hoping that the string of bells could convey her feelings.
Obviously, this is not really satisfactory. While half asleep, she vaguely recalled the scene when she first met Bai Feng.
It was in the dense forest in the south, next to a stream, and a few birds were chirping, hovering over a young boy who had been shot by an arrow and fainted by the water...
"Choo Choo Choo……"
When it cleared up the next day, Murong Yan opened her eyes and saw a little bird standing on the skylight looking at her. She was overjoyed and immediately stood up to call it and found that there was a bird's nest built outside the window.
"Is this God taking care of me?" Murong Yan immediately woke up Miss Lu, and with the help of others, she took a small piece of cloth from her robe and wrote down in blood the fact that she was in danger. Finally, it is tied to the bird's leg and passed out.
"I can save you, really, I can save you!" She said with a bright smile, facing the rising sun.
