The guest room was now empty.
All the patients in the room disappeared.
The white door curtain was fluttering, it was empty, and the cold wind was blowing, as if it didn't exist in the first place.
Zhixu Sanren also disappeared.
Not only that.
Yuan Bao's grave was dug up and his body was taken away, leaving only a small sunken hole.
Su Qingyu and Bai Huo searched separately for the entire Taoist temple. The Taoist temple was empty, leaving only the statue sitting silently on the shrine, looking down at them from top to bottom as they hurriedly searched.
They found no information about Daystar Group.
There were signs of being rummaged through in the study, and the important information in it must have been packed away.
"Your master promised us to tell us about his past at Daystar Group at nine o'clock in the evening. But before nine o'clock arrived, he ran away." Su Qingyu held her forehead and walked around. Huan returned to the yard and smiled bitterly face to face with Bai Huo.
This Zhixu Sanren looks like a master of his generation. He is mysterious and unpredictable. How can he still apply oil on the soles of his feet?
Miscalculation.
Bai Huo was not surprised. He smiled and said: "Master is more flexible in dealing with things. He has always adhered to the principle of not solving problems that cannot be solved and letting everything take its course."
Su Qingyu asked in confusion: "Shouldn't masters be more serious and rigid and keep their promises?"
"That's not true. When I was young, my master promised to buy me ice cream, but then he was often forgetful."
Bai Huo begins to tell the story of the past. Those memories are like a lit cigarette. Only when you take a puff will the flames emit brighter. Those small things make up the past with the smell of fireworks.
"When I was a child, my master and I were collecting herbs in the mountains.
At that time, wild monkeys were still raging in the mountains. The monkeys would rush to people and rummage through people's pockets and packages. If there was nothing to eat in their pockets, the monkeys would bite people angrily.
One time we were chased by monkeys, and Master hugged me as a young child and ran away. He couldn't run halfway, so he threw me out.
Taking advantage of the opportunity for the monkeys to catch me, I quickly drew a spell and immobilized the monkeys. "
There are too many flaws in this passage.
"Master is actually an ordinary person. He often throws away things. He also bargains with vendors when buying cinnabar and talismans. Master said that we are mortals, not immortals. We cannot breathe wind or drink dew, so we must learn to live."
"Not only can you live, but you can also run away." Su Qingyu was angry about the incident of Zhixu San people running away. She put one hand on her waist, "I forgot to guard against him. What should we do now? You know that your master is the most likely Going somewhere?"
Bai Huo shook his head: "I don't know. Master is used to being free. He can go anywhere."
The only thing that is certain now is that because Yuanbao's body has disappeared, the Taoist temple is no longer safe. This can also be regarded as an expulsion order issued to the Xusan people to let them leave here.
Su Qingyu had no choice but to settle for the next best thing: "There are four hills in Monkey God Mountain. We haven't found all the clues yet, so let's go look at the other hills."
"Okay." Bai Huo followed her, "Blessings come with misfortunes, and misfortunes come with blessings. Maybe Master's departure is a reminder to us that we can't find the answer by staying where we are. We still need to continue to explore.”
"That's right."
After the two of them combined, Bai Huo found the map of Monkey God Mountain in the Taoist temple, packed some dry food with him, and set off together.
According to the map, they were on the third hilltop.
Su Qingyu pointed at the map and said: "Go east and you can go to the living village and the old village. Go west and you can go to the dead village. Choose one of the two. What do you think?"
"Go to the place of death." Bai Huo analyzed in a calm tone, "No matter which direction we go, we need to turn back. It is better to go to the nearest mountain first. Otherwise, if we go to the living village and then turn back to the dead village, The journey is too long.”
"A dead village doesn't sound good."
Bai Huo smiled and said, "Don't worry, girl, it's just a name. Don't you know the truth of living towards death?"
"Well, we have to go to every hill anyway. Come on, just do as you say."
Deep in the dark mountain forest, a white-haired boy wearing a black robe and a girl with waterfall-like black hair were walking side by side.
The moonlight cast down, they avoided the dangerous moonlight, and turned on the weak flashlight of their mobile phones. One was black and the other was white, with pale and slender figures. The wind in the forest blew their hair, making the whole forest look more secluded and mysterious.
When they reached the top of the mountain, the small mountain village in the distance gradually appeared.
The mountain village exudes a lifeless atmosphere.
There is a huge gray stone standing at the entrance of the mountain, with the words "Dead Village" written on it.
People in the village still work at night.
They kept sawing wood and hammering nails to build coffins. The people here were like zombies. Their expressions were numb and they did not react when they saw outsiders. They just focused on the work at hand.
The houses in the village reflected the moonlight, and there were murmurs coming from the windows. Through the curtains, people in the house could be seen whispering, as if they were discussing some secret.
Su Qingyu spoke to those people cordially. She found an aunt in the crowd who looked relatively kind, walked up and asked politely: "Auntie, hello, we are rangers from the sick village, passing by here. , it’s quite late now, I would like to ask if there is a place in the village where I can spend the night?”
The work under that auntie is non-stop.
She raised her eyelids and said coldly: "There are no forest rangers in our village. Go back to where you came from."
Su Qingyu said warmly: "The mountains and forests at night are very dangerous, and there are monkeys raging. It's not safe for us to go back."
The aunt stopped what she was doing, looked around, and then covered her mouth with her hands and said: "Our village is not very welcoming to outsiders. It is impossible for you to stay in the villagers' homes.
But since you have a good attitude, I'll give you some directions. Have you seen that little red house? There is the Monkey Temple and you can stay overnight in the temple.
Don’t worry, monkeys won’t break into the Monkey Temple to cause trouble at night. "
"Thank you, Auntie." Su Qingyu bowed and looked at the people here making coffins, so she asked one more question, "Auntie, why are you making these coffins?"
The aunt smiled strangely: "Of course it's business. The coffin business has been good recently."
Su Qingyu felt a chill on her back.
After bidding farewell to their aunt, Su Qingyu and Bai Huo went to the Monkey Temple.
They followed the path to the entrance of the Monkey Temple.
There was a pool of blood at the door, as well as the carcasses of some chickens and ducks, and the smell was overwhelming.
A statue of the monkey god is enshrined in the ancestral hall.
That monkey god is different from the black-haired monkey god I saw before.
The green face and fangs look more like a devil from hell.
