The green and dense lake water glows green in the sunlight, and the water surface is so thick that one cannot see the bottom of the lake.
Occasionally, you can see small fish swimming around in the water and burrowing into the ground of the water lilies. You can't tell them clearly, but you can still hear the splashing sound, letting people know that they still exist.
The eleven-year-old girl passed through the blue-purple gentian flowers and ran happily to the edge of the Moon Lake.
A sixteen-year-old boy in a white robe stood on the edge of the Moon Lake. His long black hair, which was about to go to the pole, was only held up by a white hairband, and the hair was flying freely in the wind.
The young man stretched out his slender right hand, and suddenly, a spiritual butterfly seemed to be born from his hand.
Two, three, four, five...
More and more spirit butterflies flapped their wings and flew out from the young man's hand, flying down on the boy's hair and shoulders, and some flew to the water lilies on the lake. As soon as the spirit butterflies touched the water lilies in the Moon Lake, , suddenly turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared.
"Qingling." A smart cry came from behind, and a pair of hands rushed towards him from behind and hugged his arms.
Qingling suddenly clenched his right hand, and the spiritual butterflies that were continuously derived from his right hand suddenly stopped.
The boy turned around, and a bright girl's face appeared in his dark brown eyes. It was completely different from his. The girl's eyes were as blue as the sea, blue and silent, as if they were an endless ocean, making people unable to help but fall into it. Got in.
Qing Ling smiled and touched the girl's head with her left hand, and the forehead ornament made a crisp sound because of the movement of his hand.
"Ayouduo, why did you run so recklessly? You forgot that the leader warned you not to do this on the edge of Moon Lake."
Ayouduo curled her lips and put down the hand hanging on Qingling's arm.
"The leader asked me to go to the prayer meeting again, but I don't want to go."
Qing Ling's fingertips moved slightly, and a silver glowing spirit butterfly grew out of her fingertips and was handed to Ayouduo. The eleven-year-old girl was so surprised that she wanted to reach out and touch it.
"Ayouduo, you are a saint of our religion, and the prayer meeting is your duty. You must not make false claims."
Qing Ling placed the spirit butterfly in her hand on Ayouduo's forehead, and the glowing spirit butterfly illuminated the girl's face even more brightly and movingly.
Ayouduo stood on the edge of the Moon Lake, looking at his upside-down shadow in the lake. The spiritual butterflies were shining on his body. Even the unhappy mood just now was swept away: "Okay, I'll go back as soon as possible. Qing Ling, just wait for me here. I will come to you when I come back. Don't go anywhere else."
"good."
Ayouduo nodded, turned around and ran towards the way she came. As she ran, she suddenly stopped, turned around and waved her hands vigorously: "You must wait for me to come back."
There was a faint smile in the young man's dark brown eyes.
Ayouduo, Ayouduo...
On the swaying branches in the bamboo forest, a figure in white robes fluttered in the moonlight.
The bamboo leaves rustle as they rub against each other.
A head of black hair that reached the floor was flying wildly in the wind of the dark night.
The moon-white figure on the edge of the Star Lake fell into his eyes.
The dark brown eyes suddenly tightened.
How could that person be so similar to Ayouduo?
That smile, that profile, he felt as if he saw the living Ayouduo again.
Qing Ling held a jade piccolo in his hand. He slowly picked it up and put it to his lips.
Under the moonlight, a clear flute sound slowly came out from the bamboo forest.
The sound of the flute hovered over the bamboo forest, and then rushed straight to the bamboo tower.
Qingyang, who was holding Gu Jianghe in front of the bamboo house and was talking, stopped and couldn't help but listen: "Girl, did you hear a flute sound? What a beautiful flute sound."
It seems that under the bright moon, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the lakeside was full of flowers.
Jiuxia on the side seemed a little crazy when she heard it. The sound of the flute made her seem to have returned to a younger time. At that time, her parents were still alive and she had never felt the feeling of hunger. Everything was so beautiful. , as soon as evening comes, smoke will rise from the house, and my mother will be busy in the kitchen. When dad comes back, there will be a lot of delicious food.
The sound of the flute passed through the window and entered the bamboo building.
Under the candlelight, the man who was sitting quietly moved his ears and raised his eyes.
Why is there a flute sound?
Opposite him, the man with white hair and light eyes joked: "I wonder how the city lord would choose such a place to live. There is also the sound of the flute at night. It is really elegant."
Before he finished speaking, the look on his face suddenly changed.
Sweat left from Ranchen's forehead.
The two of them found that they seemed to be being stared at and could not move at all. A glowing butterfly fluttered in from the window. When it got close to the candle, it turned into a white smoke with a pop.
Everything was dark.
Someone seems to be calling, who is it?
A stone hit his forehead, and a child's mocking voice came from his ears: "Little monster."
The little boy, who was only ten years old, was lying on the gravel ground. The old linen clothes on his body were even more stained with mud. There were mottled footprints on them. His long hair was stained with straws and was dirty.
Not far away, a slightly older boy picked up the stones in his hand and kept throwing them at him. The little friends behind him were still cheering: "Little monster, with long white hair, go!" Die."
The little boy lying on the ground actually had snow-white hair.
The boy blocked the flying stones with his arms, raised his head, and looked at the group of people in front of him calmly.
The leader of the children suddenly panicked and lost control of the stone in his hand, falling to the ground.
Those eyes were so light that it seemed as if he could see himself.
Sweating, he instantly lay down from the back of his neck.
"Gentle and gentle, wake up."
A soft but powerful male voice suddenly came from the distant sky, like a hand grabbing him out of the chaos.
Wen Jirou opened her eyes instantly.
The man in front of him looked a little pale, but his eyes were looking at him very intently, and he kept shouting his name.
Anger rose from his belly.
"The art of soul-catching belongs to the Mingyue Sect." Damn it, she actually fell into the trap. Wen Jirou was a little furious. These were such despicable methods.
A scream came from outside the bamboo building.
"Girl." It was the voices of Qingyang and Jiuxia.
Oh no, Wen Ji and Ranchen's expressions changed dramatically, and they immediately jumped up from their chairs.
Wen Jirou opened the bamboo door first and rushed out.
Under the moonlight, white robes fluttered on the tops of green bamboos. In the hands of the priest who soared into the sky with a Buddha placed on the bamboo forest, he actually held a woman in a white robe for a month.
Silver glowing spiritual butterflies kept flying around the two of them.
Jiuxia covered her mouth with both hands in horror, while Qingyang on the side was held tightly by Nan Liluo to prevent her from rushing forward.
"Priest Qing Ling. A shameless villain who actually uses something as despicable as the Soul Conjuration Technique."
Wen Jirou said coldly, and in her pale pink eyes, Qingling glanced at them with a faint look, "Haha, the inferior techniques are easy to deal with you Central Plains masters, aren't they?" Jianghe's hands were tightly held by him, and she couldn't understand the slightest bit. Looking at the person close at hand, she said angrily: "Let go."
"Let go," Qing Ling's chuckle came from her ears, "I used the soul-obsessing technique to capture you from so many people, will I let you go so easily?"
Behind Wen Jirou, Ranchen holding a wooden staff appeared in Qingling's sight.
His eyes narrowed slightly. It was amazing that this person was able to break through his soul-stirring technique so quickly.
"Priest Qingling has always prayed for blessings and astrology for the people in southern Yunnan. I will enter Jialan City not long ago. I am just a passerby and have never caused any harm to this place. I wonder why the priest is attacking us today?"
"I'm not interested in you," the voice seemed to float from the sky, echoing around everyone, "I only want her."
Qing Ling's dark brown eyes looked at Gu Jianghe with passion: "I'm going to ask the girl to come with me."
At the moment when Gu Jianghe was still struggling, Qing Ling waved her right hand in front of her, and her eyes suddenly spun, and she fainted in Qing Ling's arms.
At this time, a strong light slanted out from Qing Ling's clenched right fist. The strong light immediately surrounded the two people tightly. The dazzling light also made everyone in front of the bamboo house subconsciously block their hands. In front of you.
The bright light dissipated and everyone was shocked.
There were no human figures on the bamboo forest, only the green bamboo leaves, falling in succession.
Jiu Xia suddenly lost control in shock and fainted. Fortunately, Nan Li Yu quickly hugged her with his eyes and hands.
In front of the bamboo tower, Ranchen could not see any disturbance, but his eyebrows were wrinkled. What was the purpose of Mingyue Sect's trip? They had only entered Jialan City for a few days, but this priest easily found their At the residence, Li Yu and the others are among the few top-notch masters in the Central Plains. Facing the soul-obsessing technique of Priest Qingling tonight, they are powerless to resist. There are too many things, and he needs to think carefully. .
As for Miss Gu, Ranchen was even more hesitant. If Yunzhong City and the Mingyue Sect had a detailed relationship, then how could Miss Gu become the target of the Mingyue Sect when she came out of the Medicine King Valley?
unless-
Ranchen was suddenly shocked. During today's prayer meeting, she had attracted the attention of the leader of the Mingyue Sect. In the evening, the priest Qingling came to arrest her. There was only one possibility. Miss Gu's brother was inseparable from the Mingyue Sect. , even more complicated...
In front of the bamboo building, the man in blue and white robes turned around and looked at him with a half-smile: "Miss Gu from Yaowang Valley followed you, but now she has been kidnapped by the Mingyue Sect. The city lord has thought about how to deal with it. Mingyue Sect?"
Under the moonlight, the bright red begonia flower hairpin in the long snow-white hair actually showed a different light.
Only then did Ranchen realize that the hairpin in his hair seemed to belong to Gu Jianghe.
