This time Xinshui Xihe brought dozens of strong men with him, and two pangolins raised by a Taoist named Fang served as helpers.
At dawn, after digging more than twenty feet, someone shouted: "The water is out!"
"Really? Out of water? Let me take a look."
Everyone crowded in and heard an echo from the dark well: "The water is really coming out!"
The wooden rope pulled up a bucket of water. The deep water was freezing cold. Everyone was so happy that they cried with excitement. Taoist Zhang and others were shocked. They didn't expect that there was water as the Cheng Dong family said. They looked at Xihe and Fulu. It couldn't help but change.
Xihe walked over, bent down and picked up a handful of water, and smiled: "Keep digging."
Shopkeeper Liu responded loudly. The servants were enthusiastic and full of energy. The sound of drilling wells sounded uniformly in the mountains again. Xihe walked to Fulu and said, "Let's go down the mountain."
The attendant escorted the two people down the mountain, got into the carriage, and headed into the city with the clatter of horse hooves.
The moon was sparse, the sky was high and the fields were wide, and it was already dark. Xihe was exhausted after bleeding several times a day, but she did not fall asleep. She leaned against the door and looked at Fulu with a smile: "You believe me this time." Well, I sincerely plan for them."
Fu Lu's eyes were heavy and his thin lips were pursed tightly, obviously not letting down his guard against Xi He because of this.
Xihe twitched the corner of his mouth and didn't care, and asked instead: "Has the position of the antlers been determined? We need to set off earlier to find a solution to the current predicament earlier."
Fu Lu's heart tightened, and he immediately remembered the information he had just sensed during the investigation, and his heart started beating loudly.
The antlers were where he stored his divine power. Losing the antlers meant that he could no longer use his divine power. The injury was too severe and he could not even recover his original shape. He could only endure the human body and kick it... He did not expect that information would come so easily.
But Fulu didn't intend to let this woman follow him.
Now that he has found the location and it is within Yungui Mountain, he can get it himself.
Once the divine power returns, then...
Xihe leaned against the wall of the car and looked at Fulu's expression, and suddenly narrowed his eyes: "It seems that he is in Yungui Mountain."
Fulu tightened his hands and tried his best to control himself so as not to expose his flaws. He closed his eyes and thought about finding an opportunity to escape... Returning to the inn, he entered the room to rest. There was a knock on the door, and Ah Lu came in holding a bowl. Put it heavily on the table: "The lady gave it to you!"
"You're not a monster, are you? You actually draw blood!"
Looking the old beggar up and down suspiciously, Fu Lu sat at the table, his eyebrows calm, not angry because of her few words.
Ah Lu was really bored, so she glared at him fiercely, turned around and slammed the door hard to leave.
The sky was bright, the air was getting hotter and hotter, and a faint blue light entered the room. The rich blood in the porcelain bowl was particularly eye-catching. Fu Lu watched quietly, and after a while, he raised his head and drank it all.
In the past ten years, after suffering countless hardships and witnessing countless tragedies, Fu Lu had already lost his will to live.
If he could, he would rather give up this miserable body, but he couldn't die at all... He would find the antlers, restore peace to the people, and then die to apologize.
The corner door of the inn opened, and an old man opened the door and left quickly.
The coachman came to report: "My boss, he's gone."
Xihe closed his eyes: "Follow."
The coachman left, and Ah Lu hesitated. Xi He turned over and faced the bed. Since Fu Lu didn't want her to follow, she wouldn't follow.
In the vast land, the sun was hot, the streets were empty, and no one came out. Fu Lu walked all the way west, crossing dry streams and crossing mountains. He walked very fast, almost never stopping, and walking day and night.
Suddenly, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell down, falling on a dead body.
The short limbs, the torn old clothes, and the face that had been chewed by wild beasts could vaguely be seen as that of a child, and the face was somewhat familiar.
Fu Lu's eyes trembled, and the red rope fell on the child's neck, and then fell on the thin face... A huge sorrow surged into his heart, and he became dizzy, and his limbs collapsed on the ground.
The wild temple was inaccessible and the soil was hard. Fu Lu dug a hole and carefully put the child in it.
He took out a wowotou from his arms and placed it next to the child. Then he covered the pit with soil, and soon a dirt bag was erected next to the wild temple.
Fu Lu stood up, turned around and continued on his way to the west, almost running.
The power of a bowl of blood water was limited, and Fu Lu soon ran out of energy, especially when he discovered that the direction of the deer's antlers was moving. He couldn't help but despair, and bang, he fell in the middle of the road.
Before losing consciousness, he vaguely felt someone lifting him up.
***
"Awake? Drink."
As soon as Fu Lu opened his eyes, a bowl of blood was handed to him.
Without thinking, he took it and drank it in one gulp. Then he looked around and found that he was in a carriage with a soft quilt under him, and the woman Cheng Ge was sitting leisurely opposite.
Fu Lu's hand under the quilt gripped the quilt tightly, and suddenly he felt like he was destined to be like this.
He spoke, his voice unclear: "Where are you going?"
Xihe raised his eyes: "I should be the one to ask you where you are going? How far is it from Lujiao?" It had been seven or eight days since Fulu left and she had arranged things to follow.
Fulu was surprisingly fast and had crossed several cities in just a few days, but it seemed that the antlers were still ahead.
Fu Lu was silent for a while, then raised his eyes for a while: "Cheng Ge, I will trust you again for now. If you dare to deceive me again this time, I will definitely make you pay with blood!" The last four words were very resounding.
That gaze was too sharp, with fierce killing intent. At this moment, the majesty of the mountain god was inviolable.
Xihe then smiled and respected the water: "Cheng Ge doesn't dare."
Fu Lu stared at him closely, and finally tugged at the corner of his mouth: "It's best this way." He closed his eyes, felt the antlers stop at a certain place, and said, "Continue to the west."
The horses immediately spread their hooves and started running, kicking up clouds of dust.
In the evening, everyone stopped in a town and followed the scent to a jewelry shop. Fu Lu's eyes stopped on a young lady.
Xihe looked over and saw that the young lady was cute and cute. There was a pendant on her snow-white jade neck. It was the pendant that Fu Lu was staring at. When Xihe took a closer look, his face sank, and he saw that it was an antler the size of a thumb. .
As a mountain god, Fulu's antlers store divine power, so he is naturally very powerful. How could he be so small?
There is only one possibility, the antlers were cut and divided.
Xihe's heart gradually sank, but the top priority was to find out why the antlers were in the hands of this young lady.
She straightened her face, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Miss, you like this pearl flower? It's just that the bright red color is too wrong for you..." Turning to the shopkeeper who was standing far away, she said,
"I remember that the store has recently released several new styles of jewelry. Take out the sapphire blue set and show it to this young lady."
