Jialan City extends outward for hundreds of miles. Among the hundreds of thousands of green trees, there are villages of different sizes scattered here and there.
When the night gets darker, all the animals in the forest seem to have fallen asleep, and only the bright moon in the sky illuminates every corner with soft moonlight.
Geduo Village is scattered with low one- or two-story houses made of bamboo or straw. They seem light and a little simple. If you look closely, you can see the care of the owner who built them. Each house The bamboos have been carefully polished, smooth and flat, without any bamboo thorns.
The moonlight shines through the window of one of the bamboo houses.
Sleeping on the bed was a girl who looked to be no more than sixteen years old. The girl's hair was slightly curly due to the braid she wore during the day, and it was scattered casually on the bed.
A quiet flute sound slowly entered the room. The girl who had been sleeping seemed to be attracted by the sound of the flute. She moved her long eyelashes and opened her eyes.
As soon as she opened her eyes, a figure in white robe standing in front of the window fell into her eyes. Under the moonlight, his figure was shrouded in a faint glow, as if he had discovered that the person on the bed had woken up. The figure in front of the window put down the jade flute in his hand and turned around.
The girl on the bed opened her eyes and looked at him motionless, as if she was fascinated by the sight. Her figure under the moonlight was like an immortal descended from heaven.
"What's your name?" A clear and gentle voice sounded in the room in a low voice. She seemed to smell the fragrance of flowers. She didn't even know what kind of flowers had such a good fragrance.
"Aisha." The girl murmured.
Ayesha didn't feel the slightest fear when a stranger broke into her room late at night. She felt that this person was like an immortal. She seemed to have never seen such a good-looking young man before.
"Ayesha, are you willing to come with me?" The boy in the white robe stretched out his hand to her.
As if something was controlling her body, Ayesha seemed to be under a spell. She handed her hand to the hand that was stretched out to her. When her hand touched the cold fingertips, Ayesha My eyes suddenly felt blurry, and finally everything went dark and I lost consciousness.
Under the moonlight, the young man in white robe took the hand of the unconscious girl, pulled her into his arms, picked up the girl who was only wearing pajamas, and disappeared into the night.
The sky had just dawned, and when the early summer wind blew through each village with the scent of grass and flowers, the screams of different women rang out.
"My daughter——
Doll, my doll—"
At this time, a woman's scream came from one of the houses, and Danzhu collapsed in front of her daughter Aisha's room.
The sun shines through the window into the room. The quilt on the bed is messy and crumpled into a ball. The tea cup on the low table next to it has also been swept to the ground, and there are still some residual tea stains in it.
The clothes Ayesha had prepared for the next day were stacked next to the corner of the bed, but there was no sign of her in the room.
When Uncle Jeb heard his wife's cry, he rushed back from outside the house in a hurry. When he saw the chaos in the room, his expression changed. He picked up Danzhu who was lying on the ground and asked repeatedly: "Ayi Where’s Sha?”
"Aisha is gone." Danzhu's face turned pale. Uncle Jeb held her for a long time before she recovered. When she saw his face, Danzhu finally couldn't help crying, "Our baby is gone."
At the other end of Geduo Village, another woman's scream also rang out: "My doll——"
"It's Mima's grandmother."
Uncle Jeb heard the sound coming from the distance with his sharp ears, and there was a commotion on the path of Geduo Village: "Get up quickly, Mima may be gone too. Let's go see if there is anything we can do."
When Uncle Jeb helped Danzhu, who was already a little weak in walking, he stumbled to the door of Mima's house, Ayesha and Mima had already woken up in a completely unfamiliar room.
Only a few torches on the walls were burning in the huge stone house, which did not illuminate the room very brightly.
When Ayesha opened her eyes, it didn't take long for her to adapt to the darkness in the room. The soft touch of her hands made her find that she was lying on a carpet with complicated patterns that covered the entire room.
Suddenly, she felt someone tugging at her clothes: "Ayesha." A small voice called her name.
Ayesha turned around and realized that there were several women of similar age lying next to her, and the one holding her clothes was Mima from the same village as her.
"Mima, why is it you?" Ayesha grabbed the arm of her childhood playmate in surprise. But the timid Mima was already so frightened by the scene in front of her that she hugged Ayesha and started crying, her eyes even more watery.
Although the situation in front of her made her feel equally uneasy, Aisha still patted Mima's back softly with her hand, trying to comfort her companion.
"Mima, why are you here?"
"I don't know," Mima said with sobs and choked up, "I just felt like I was dreaming. I heard the sound of a flute in my dream, and then I saw a person who looked like a fairy. Then I woke up, and right there Here it is.”
Ayesha was shocked in her heart. The sound of the flute sounded like her. It seemed that they had been caught in a trap and brought here.
At this time, the girls who were also lying next to Mima began to wake up one after another.
After the timid girl woke up and saw such a dark and unfamiliar environment, she couldn't help but start sobbing. The slightly bolder girl had already stood up and walked around in the stone house, trying to knock on the wall, but all she received was a dull reply. The knocking sound never felt any different.
There was nothing in the entire stone house except a gorgeous and complicated carpet.
At this moment, the door of the stone house was pushed open, and a woman covered in black veil walked in. To be precise, she seemed to float in, because every step she took was so silent.
"All six girls are awake."
The six girls in the stone house gathered together unconsciously. Ayesha looked at the woman in front of her with vigilance and asked, "Who are you? Why did you catch us here?"
"Dear girls, have you misunderstood something?" the woman smiled softly, "We never force others, but the two girls voluntarily followed our priests up the mountain."
Lord Priest? Aisha keenly captured these words from the masked woman's mouth. In their entire southern border, there was probably only one person who could be called a priest.
"Is this the Mingyue Sect?"
"No wonder the priest decided to bring you back. You are indeed the smartest among these girls." The woman in black gauze stared at Aisha, making her feel uncomfortable all over. "You are obviously afraid, but you can still be like this. Quick thinking."
"We have always respected the Mingyue Sect as our holy religion, why did you catch us here." Behind Ayesha, a bolder girl couldn't help but speak.
"Since you respect our religion as a holy religion, you naturally don't mind making some sacrifices for our religion, right?" The woman's eyes slightly bent, and she seemed to be smiling under the veil, "The leader predicts for the people of the entire southern Yunnan. Good or bad, pray for God, while you are enjoying these blessings, you must also make some contributions to the leader, come on."
A group of maids filed in behind the woman, standing on both sides behind her with lowered eyebrows.
"Take the six girls to their rooms to dress up."
The maids stepped forward one after another. Ayesha's first reaction was to struggle, but she was shocked to find that she could not break free from the maid's hand. These maids looked soft and weak, but each of them had so much strength in their hands that they were unable to resist.
A red dress is like the sunset in the setting sun, with a suffocating sense of oppression that can even make people smell the smell of blood.
Qing Ling pushed the door open and walked in. More than a dozen torches on the stone walls of the house sizzled, illuminating the stone house like daylight.
In the center of the house, there is a huge pool. The water in the pool is like dead, silent and without any flow. On the stone platform in the center of the pool, Mingfeng is sitting on it, his eyes are slightly closed, and he hears Qingling coming in. The voice did not open his eyes.
"Master, my subordinates have brought back all the women who match your horoscope. You can use the technique of gathering yin and replenishing yang at a later auspicious time. After all the last six women have been used, you can Not only will your injuries be healed, but your skills will increase several times."
Ming Feng in the center of the pool slowly opened his eyes at this moment: "Qing Ling, you did a very good job on this matter. I obviously feel that my breath has become much smoother today. You are a big contributor to this matter."
"It is Qingling's honor to relieve the leader's worries." Qingling bowed deeply.
At this time, a woman's voice sounded outside the door: "Sir, the six women brought back by the priest today have finished changing their clothes, and my subordinates have brought one of them."
"In that case, I will take my leave first."
After Mingfeng nodded, Qingling exited the stone house step by step.
On the dim corridor, a woman covered in black gauze held a girl in a light blue dress in her hands. The girl kept struggling, but it seemed to be in vain.
Seeing Qing Ling exiting the stone house, the girl suddenly stopped and her eyes widened. It was him, the person who appeared in her dream, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Qing Ling glanced at the girl in the masked woman's hands without any pity, and said to the woman: "Yixia, the leader is already waiting."
Yixia nodded, pushed hard, and pushed the girl in her hand into the room.
With a scream, the door of the stone chamber was slowly closed, and the sounds inside could no longer be heard.
"Master Priest, what should we do with those women from before?"
"Already all dead?"
"yes."
Qing Ling was silent for a moment, "If they are all dead, throw them into the nearby mountains and find a way to notify the public. When their bodies are found, the case will naturally be closed as a flower picking case. A large-scale missing girl case will cause Sensation, let’s not cause unnecessary trouble.”
"Yes, I will take care of it now." Yixia bowed down and saluted Qing Ling, then turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
If the technique of picking yin and replenishing yang can really be successful, then the leader only needs to take another red blood mushroom, and everything will be fine.
Qing Ling suddenly thought of Ayouduo. She wondered how his little girl was doing in cultivating red blood mushrooms.
A smile appeared on Qing Ling's face at this time, as warm as a boy in the sun, as if the look he had just turned a blind eye to the girls he captured had never appeared on him before.
Passing through the Moon Palace under the moonlight, Qing Ling came to the secret room of Shenyue Palace. There was no open fire around the secret room, but there was golden light floating around the stone walls, illuminating the room.
There is a huge stone table in the center of the secret room. In front of a huge empty basin on the stone table, a girl with thick braids on both sides has her eyes slightly closed, and she has been chanting something. But after a while, she will His left hand reached over the empty basin, and his right hand held a delicate short dagger.
As soon as the cold light flashed, a long and slender wound appeared on the wrist of her left hand.
The girl's long eyelashes moved slightly, and she kept chanting.
The blood slowly flowed down the wound, and flowed into the soil in the empty basin without falling a drop.
The soil in the basin seemed like a monster in the dark. After absorbing enough nutrients for its growth, it began to loosen as if it was alive.
Something seemed to be pushed out of the earth.
When Qing Ling opened the door of the secret room, the dark red red blood mushroom was already growing steadily in the basin.
Ayouduo rushed towards Qing Ling like a deer, threw herself into his arms, and showed a smiling face: "Qing Ling, look, I succeeded, am I very powerful?"
Qing Ling grabbed her hand distressedly, took out the medicine from her arms and sprinkled it on the wound. The wound on Ayouduo's wrist was healing at an alarming speed. However, after a while, the wound on her hand healed. The wound had stopped bleeding, leaving only a small opening.
Ayouduo looked at her wrist in wonder, but still couldn't bear to say: "Qingling, don't use your spiritual power to give me medicine, it will hurt your body."
Qingling touched Ayouduo's head: "My Ayouduo is so powerful, it's worth it." He let go of Ayouduo in his arms and walked slowly to the stone table. The red blood mushroom in the basin seemed to be spreading by itself. Light should attract everything around it.
"Ayouduo, you did a good job. I will present the red blood mushroom to the leader later."
The golden light from the wall of the secret room seemed to fall on the two of them.
How could Qing Ling know at this time how much disaster this red blood mushroom would bring to the Mingyue Sect in the future?
