Chapter 6 Hanye Ancient Temple

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"Shen Zui! Shen Zui! Answer me!"

Mu Wan'er lifted up her skirt, not caring about her image, and just ran in the direction where she thought Shen Zui might be.

As he ran, he wiped his eyes with the back of his hands, which were dirty and even stained with blood.

With blurred vision, Mu Wan'er's crying became hoarse.

She didn't know how many times she tripped over lumps of soil in the field, or how many times her skin was scratched by the crops being planted.

“Tweet…”

The hornbill, which was looking for its owner with Mu Wan'er, quickly returned and then kept hovering above the girl's head, pecking at Mu Wan'er's earlobe with its beak from time to time.

"Found it?" The girl's voice was hoarse, "Take me there quickly."

When she saw the Tsing Yi, Mu Wan'er's tears were like a broken bead curtain, covering her cheeks in an instant.

The mountain celestial being, who was originally a handsome and graceful man with a tall and straight appearance and was known as the "Jade Tree" in the sect, was now lying quietly on the muddy ground.

And this land is not damp because of the rain. What is shocking is that this land is all because of the drunken blood!

Mu Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward. She did not dare to touch the man in front of her, fearing that the slightest touch would cause him more pain.

She put her fingers in front of the drunken nose, and finally her anxious mind relaxed a little.

"It's good that you still have breath, it's good that you still have breath."

Mu Wan'er reached out again to wipe away the tears that welled up in front of her eyes, "I'll take you home...it's okay...don't be afraid..."

Facing the intoxication of a bloody man, Mu Wan'er didn't know how to start.

As a graduate of the funeral industry, she has been working in this world for several years. I have seen and touched countless corpses.

But now facing the man in front of her, her hands began to tremble violently.

"Tweet."

The hornbill suddenly got into the lapel of Mu Wan'er's shirt. There was the reward given to her by the Eternal Life Sect, which was dozens of spiritual stones.

The small canary bird held a spiritual stone larger than its body in its beak, and then gently placed it on Shen Zui's heart.

The spiritual stone, which was originally as hard as iron and crystal clear as jade, suddenly seemed to be crushed by a huge force and turned into a soft substance like water.

The colorful flow is like the Milky Way pouring from the sky, slowly entering the intoxicated chest.

Mu Wan'er seemed to understand something. She quickly took out all the spirit stones in her arms, some of which were scattered on the ground in a panic.

She tremblingly placed the spirit stones on Shen Zui's body. The man's bloody body was like a sponge that had not been stained by water for a long time. All the spirit stones were absorbed in a few moments.

Mu Wan'er almost went crazy with joy when she saw that the breathing of the person in front of her was somewhat steady, and the rise and fall of his chest began to become visibly regular.

"Shenzui, can you hear me?"

The lying man in green just nodded slightly, which was already the limit.

"Shenzui, I'm not familiar with this place. I'll take you to see the doctor first."

Saying that, Mu Wan'er started to carry Shen Zui on her back.

Not wanting to get drunk, I just shook my head slightly.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Wan'er understood what Shenzui meant, "Are you saying that mortal doctors can't treat it? I'll take you to a shelter first, and then contact the Immortality Sect."

After hearing the girl's words, Shenzui finally nodded, and then passed out again.

Mu Wan'er didn't care about that much. She raised her eyes and looked around. The surroundings were still in the wilderness. Where were the farmhouses and people?

Suddenly she seemed to see her savior. As far as her eyes could see, a Taoist temple or temple building came into view.

About two miles away, Mu Wan'er gritted her teeth and carried Shen Zui, a tall figure, on her back, and walked forward with difficulty.

Mu Wan'er, who was already weak, still had numerous wounds on her body. Coupled with the weight on her back, every step she took felt like she was stepping in mud and unable to pull out.

"Shenzui, you must not sleep."

Mu Wan'er's whole body was trembling. She didn't know whether it was because she was afraid of something happening to the man behind her, or because she was afraid of something she didn't want to face.

"fine···"

Shen Zui said these two words intermittently with a hoarse voice, and at this moment, it was like the sound of nature reaching Mu Wan'er's ears.

But the girl is not a fool. People are like this. The blood is almost drained, but they still insist on saying that it is okay.

Along with these two exits of intoxication, came a stronger smell of blood.

Mu Wan'er didn't know how she came to this temple. Her energy was entirely focused on Shen Zui.

"Is anyone here?"

Mu Wan'er crossed the mottled courtyard wall outside and saw that the sky was starting to get very dark. There are always some strange noises in the surrounding woods, which is really scary in this countryside.

Seeing no response, Mu Wan'er gritted her teeth again and bumped up, fearing that the person behind her would fall.

She staggered, but stepped on the steps extremely carefully, stretched out an arm and pushed open the dusty and heavy wooden door.

Creaking, the wooden door with faded red paint slowly opened under the force, and a lot of dust fell from the top of the head, making the girl cough.

She looked inside, and saw that the empty hall was filled with wind and darkness, and she didn't know what terrifying things were waiting for them in the dark space.

Mu Wan'er swallowed, put down Shenzhen, leaned against the pillar at the door, then took off the fire knife and flint from her waist and started to make a fire.

Between the light and darkness, Mu Wan'er could only see less than half a foot away around her. The further she walked inside, the more terrifying it became.

A horrifying sound flew past the girl's cheek, and then flew away.

"It turned out to be a bat. It scared me to death."

Mu Wan'er put her hand on her chest, quickly found some hay, lit some faint fire, and then continued to use this dim light to find new fire starters in the temple.

Fortunately, there was a lot of thatch in this abandoned palace, as well as some yellow paper with some unknown charms drawn on it. Finally, after a lot of effort, the fire was lit.

Mu Wan'er went to find some more hay, then took off her coat and spread the clean side on the haystack. Then she went to the pillar outside and moved in the unconscious Shen Zui.

After all this was done, Mu Wan'er squatted beside him in a daze. She didn't know what kind of emotion was in her eyes. She was afraid that she had even forgotten to cry.

At this time, the hornbill also landed on the shoulder of its original owner, and lightly rubbed its red beak against the man's cheek.

When they were outside in the wilderness before, the bloody smell on Shen Zui's body was not too strong.

But at this time, the two of them were in the main hall. Although there was air leakage from everywhere, it was much more airtight than outside.

So at this moment, the pungent smell of blood penetrated into Mu Wan'er's nose again. She lowered her head and asked, "Rhinoceros Bird, do you know how to save him?"

The bird, which was already extremely psychic, now had a sad look in its black eyes.

It began to scream, which was completely different from the sweet chirping that Mu Wan'er had heard when she first saw it in the Immortal Gate.

"Can you go to the Eternal Life Gate to deliver a message?"

Mu Wan'er asked again with the mentality of giving it a try. In fact, she already knew the answer.

If the hornbill could return to the sect, it would have gone back long ago instead of following her all the way to this Po Tao Temple.

Just as the girl imagined, the petite and cute hornbill emitted a more tragic cry, which looked particularly sad in the empty hall.