No wonder the villagers, although they looked nervous, did not dare to approach them. It seemed that they were frightened by Yuan Hua's aura. Now that he heard that this man had met Yuan Hua, Mu Fengchun became more energetic and asked hurriedly: "What then? Where is that man now?"
"My eldest brother was not here at the time, so I was naturally extremely scared. I could only hide in the house and tremble... But because I didn't hear the door open for a long time, I hid in the second floor window and peeked out. Unexpectedly, this person had already left. It's quite far away...and I see that he seems to be heading towards Daming Mountain!"
"What are you really afraid of? Is this little bald donkey going to seek death?" Mu Fengchun was frightened. "How many days has that person been gone? How many days' journey is it from Daming Mountain?"
Hearing this, San'er opened his mouth, counted with his fingers for a while, and then whispered: "That man has been walking for about three days... I guess he has arrived at Daming Mountain a long time ago..."
"Don't you think this little bald donkey should go in the direction of the Demon Locking Tower? He has to go to Daming Mountain. If he really meets the people from the Moon Viewing Altar... wouldn't it be... ugh!" Mu Fengchun had a headache and didn't know what to do. good.
"Moon Viewing Altar? This guest is talking about the Moon Viewing Altar in Daming Mountain?" The cook suddenly interrupted.
"Yes, what do you mean?"
The cook sighed, took off the jade cicada from his neck, rubbed it carefully, and said: "The younger brother told me the story of his birthplace before his death. I remember that his nanny's home is in Daming. Shanzhong... He did tell me about the Moon Viewing Altar at that time..."
"He also heard from Bao Niang that the Moon Viewing Altar is located in the middle of the Daming Mountains. It is hidden and requires climbing over several mountains to find it. However, except for the villagers from Bao Niang's village, he has only seen it since he was a child. The outsider was the old monk who gave him the jade cicada. He treated it as gossip and casually told himself about the Moon Viewing Altar... Only when I heard several guests mention this matter today did I know that the Moon Viewing Altar was not Empty talk!”
"So, although your friend may have arrived at Daming Mountain, it is not easy to find the Moon Viewing Altar. If you go there in time, you may be able to catch up with him!"
"That's true, but these three days' journey is not something you can catch up on!" Mu Fengchun sighed.
Huang Qilin frowned when he heard this, and suddenly said: "Sanchawu!"
"Yes! My benefactor is right! There is a branch upstream of Sanchawu that leads to the foot of Daming Mountain. It may be a lot closer!"
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"Hiccup!" In the dark night, a group of sneaky figures walked upstream along the edge of the Cuntou Ferry, but one figure kept making a hiccupping sound.
"Little White Snake! Can you be quiet?" The voice of the person next to him was quite unhappy.
"You little liar! I didn't mean to make the noise. What are you yelling about?"
"You still have the nerve to talk... If you don't want to eat, I won't eat! My stomach is specially prepared for the fish cooked in the fairy furnace!" Mu Fengchun imitated Yu Siling's tone and said in a weird voice.
Although Yu Siling had a tough talk before, she never stopped talking during the previous conversation. She plundered most of the dishes on the table, and her belly was extremely round. Before the other people could use their chopsticks, there was nothing left. Got off.
"You!" Yu Siling's face turned red and she wanted to quibble, but her stomach exposed the truth and she could only grit her teeth and glare at Mu Fengchun.
"Two, two seniors, can you keep a low profile! If someone discovers it, we will be in trouble!" Although the villagers cannot cause too much trouble to them, if they are discovered, just based on the villagers' familiarity with the terrain conditions, It is not easy to bear to set some obstacles for them. Wu Hao couldn't help but persuade them.
"Ahem... you guys are here!" The cook led them to the river, lifted up a vegetation cover, and a simple boat appeared underneath. Although the boat was not big, it was because this man often used it to pull For transporting goods, the repairs are quite strong.
"If we take the boat away, what will you do next?" Mu Fengchun asked.
"It doesn't matter. There are a lot of old ships stranded on the east side of Qingyang Mountain. They should be usable if you clean them up." After the cook finished speaking, he looked back for a week and quietly gave Mu Fengchun something.
Mu Fengchun opened his palm and took a look. He saw in his hand a nephrite jade that was smooth and soft in color, as crystal clear as oil. This jade is completely white, with two lines of yellowish beeswax on its back, like two thin wings slightly spread out. It is the jade cicada he showed to himself before.
"This is your brother's relic, you can't use it!" Mu Fengchun hurriedly pushed the jade cicada back into the man's hand, but the man clenched Mu Fengchun's fist tightly and said calmly, "This thing should be placed somewhere else." What I have in my hands is nothing more than a waste of natural resources, maybe it can show its true value if I put it on you...Senior Mu!"
Mu Fengchun couldn't help but be startled when he heard this claim. When he looked at this man's expression, he was extremely determined. Although he didn't know where this man came from, he saw that his eyes were clear and there was no evil intention. He must not be a bad person. I couldn't help but ask: "Are you...really from Qingyang Mountain?"
"There is absolutely no lie." The man nodded and said.
"What about San'er..." After Mu Fengchun said this, he took a breath and whispered: "Why don't you leave with us?"
"My brother left for me, so how could I leave him alone! The pain will become dull with time, and the guilt will become stronger and stronger... After that day, although I was alive, I was just a human being with no desire for life anymore. The body. Even so, I don’t want to dare to hold my chest up when the brothers meet each other just because I did something wrong today! Take care! Senior Mu!”
"Little liar! Get on the boat quickly! What are you doing standing still?" Everyone pushed the boat into the river, but when they saw Mu Fengchun staring at the darkness, they also urged.
"Senior Mu, where is the cook?" Wu Hao came to Mu Fengchun and looked forward side by side, but saw nothing.
"He left." Mu Fengchun said calmly.
"Then how can this boat be returned to him later?"
"Brothers, it's really convenient to have a tool. I'll leave it to you..." Mu Fengchun held the jade cicada tightly in his hands, turned around and said, "Burn it!"
Wu Hao was about to ask a question, but when he heard this, he said "Huh?" and followed him with a puzzled face.
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The cook returned to Qingyang Restaurant, and as soon as he closed the door, he heard a burst of nervous questioning coming from the darkness behind him.
"Brother! Have they boarded the ship?"
There was no emotion on the cook's face, and he said calmly: "We're on board."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man behind him let out a strange gurgling cry, and then slowly stepped out and walked into the candlelight range. His facial expression was very distorted and exaggerated, and two transparent tentacles suddenly stretched out from his mouth. The corners of his mouth split open to both sides, reaching directly to his neck, and a smooth figure emerged from the mouth.
"Hehehe, good job, good job! When the descendants of the Jin family arrive at the Moon Viewing Altar, and Mu Fengchun and his party arrive in the river, together with that person, the four spirit beads will have been obtained! Wait until they are all gathered With the Five Spiritual Pearls, this is our world!" The faceless figure chuckled evilly, and his laughter was very captivating.
"Alas! It's a pity that the owner of this body is too weak, and the boy wearing the mask almost saw through me and almost exposed my identity." The man was proud for a while, squinting his eyes to look at the man in front of him, and suddenly his eyes turned sharp. , said in a deep voice: "Eh? Where is your precious jade cicada?"
The cook frowned, touched his neck, and said without changing his expression: "Maybe it was scraped off by a branch in a hurry just now. I'll go back and look for it right now." He turned around and went back.
"It's getting late, so it's a waste of effort for you to look for me. I'm on my way anyway, so why not leave this troublesome matter to me? After all, I owe you such a big favor!" The smooth figure smiled and patted the smooth tentacles. On the cook's shoulder.
The candlelight suddenly swayed, and the shadows of the tentacles on the wall suddenly turned into sharp thorns, stabbing the cook in front of him. The cook fell to his knees with a plop and let out a cry of pain, and then a gloomy sound came out. Slowly came from the shadow: "No matter how you hide it, how can you hide the truth from me! I hate dishonest guys like you the most! But don't worry! I don't like to owe favors. Today I will Give you a good fortune! Hehehehe!"
As he said this, he saw the black shadow on the wall suddenly become slender, and penetrated directly into the dark shadow of the cook on the wall. The dark shadow of the cook struggled for a while and finally lowered his hands, following the candlelight on the table. It went out and there was no more movement.
When the candlelight disappeared, the moonlight poured in and flowed freely along the broken doors and windows. And in the originally rotten air, bursts of salty smell suddenly appeared, and at some point, there were several black shadows hanging upside down on the empty roof. These black shadows could only appear one by one in the moonlight. A face painted white.
What's even more weird is that these faces have no facial features, but instead have black spots like water marks wandering around, like a shadow, making it difficult to distinguish reality from reality.
In the oppressive air, everything seemed to be still, just standing in a stalemate. I don't know how much time passed, but the figure of the cook suddenly started to squirm, and then he made a gurgling sound from his mouth, and finally stood up slowly.
"Hehehe, it's your honor for me to lend you my body! Now we don't owe anyone anything!" He twisted his whole body for a while, making a sound of joint friction, and his whole body movements also changed. Gradually it became smoother, "It's almost time, it's time to get back the Wood Spirit Bead and Fire Spirit Bead! That person also said that these people are difficult to deal with and asked me to be cautious, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that, hehe laugh!"
After saying that, the man disappeared into the night without seeing any movement, and the black shadows hanging upside down on the roof seemed to have never appeared before. At that time, under the influence of Qingyang Temple, only half of the people in Qingyang Mountain were left alive.
Today, the last remaining living person has become a story.
The sun will still rise, the trees will still grow, the wind will rustle, and the rivers will continue to flow, but no new life will come to Qingyang Mountain and make a loud cry.
