Zhufeng sent Wu Sheng down the mountain, watched him leave, turned back, took a piece of silk, and transcribed the elixir recipe on the ground, but still couldn't bear to erase it. Instead, he took out the spiritual materials to study and compare, and returned from time to time. He turned his head and compared it with the writing on the ground.
I kept studying until the afternoon of the next day, then went out with the medicine basket on my back and headed down the mountain to Dongshan. First, I picked a few elixir plants on the top of the mountain, sat on the top of the cliff to rest for a while, then jumped down to the southeast, picked a few plants, and then continued to the next mountain.
By nightfall, Zhufeng had arrived twenty miles southeast of Mount Ascetic and went down to an unknown mountain stream. He found another spiritual grass beside the stream and threw it into the basket on his back.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Zhufeng looked around and found a nearby cave to rest, where he lit a bonfire and baked pancakes. After eating, he continued to add firewood to the bonfire and burned the fire vigorously, while he stared at the burning flames in trance.
In the middle of the night after arriving, a slight movement suddenly sounded in the deep corner of the cave. When Zhufeng looked up, he saw a few stones rolling down from the gap between the rock wall and the ground, revealing a cave entrance.
A person stuck his head out from the entrance of the cave and tried hard to get out, but was stuck by the rock wall above. As he struggled, water drops kept dripping from his bun.
There was another voice behind the man asking: "What's going on?"
The man who stuck his head out said helplessly: "It's just two feet off..." As he spoke, a pile of gravel rolled down the rock wall, and an iron claw broke through the wall and expanded the hole. This man finally Got out.
Zhufeng stood up: "Big thief..."
Immediately behind this person, another person wearing linen clothes emerged. Both of them were wet, as if they had been fished out of the water.
Zhufeng bent down and cupped his hands: "Taoist..."
These two people are Wei Fushen and Mai.
Mai frowned and scolded Wei Fuchen: "Why are you digging in the puddle?"
Wei Fuchen complained: "How did I know there was a water stream next to it?" Then he scolded Zhufeng: "Look at this crappy place you chose!"
Zhufeng didn't dare to reply, so he made a few excuses and made the bonfire bigger.
Mai is a senior in the realm of divine refining. She has been at her peak for many years. Her cultivation is so strong that she doesn't need to dry her clothes. Her true energy is so transparent that even her clothes are evaporating into thick steam, and her linen clothes are dried in a short time.
There is no need for Wei Fushen. Although he suffered a serious injury in Shangyong a few years ago, he has recovered a lot in the past two years. Especially last year, he got a Fenmai Pill from Zhufeng that can heal Qi Hai's injuries, and his injuries improved greatly. Seventy percent has been restored. But when I saw the bonfire tonight, I simply took off my clothes, hung them to dry on the stones next to the fire, and sat down naked to warm myself by the fire: "I really want to take a hot bath. I haven't done so in many years..."
Mai asked Zhufeng: "Is there any news?"
Zhufeng said: "I want to meet Ruiniang."
Mai frowned and said nothing, Wei Fuchen sneered: "Rui Niang is very good." After saying that, he went to find a wooden slip among the clothes to be dried and threw it to Zhufeng.
Zhufeng quickly took it and took a closer look. He saw a simple sentence - "I and my son are well", and the signature behind it was signed three days ago. Although the handwriting was slightly blurred by water, it was undoubtedly Ruiniang's name.
Zhufeng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Yesterday, someone came to Mount Ascetic to find me and inquire about Ma Hu. But the main question was about Yangzhou Walking. He seemed to be suspicious of this matter. In addition, he also asked me if I knew a Taoist. I said no. As soon as I knew him, he left without pestering me or pressing him."
Wei Fuchen asked: "Did you ask about me?"
Zhufeng shook his head: "I never asked."
Wei Fushen was displeased: "Why did you only ask Mai but not me?"
Mai interrupted him: "What is this person's cultivation level?"
Zhufeng said: "The cultivation should be above the realm of refining gods." He also described Wu Sheng's appearance.
When describing the body shape, fat, thin, tall and short, Mai and Wei Fuchen immediately thought of a person in their minds, but when it came to the specific appearance, they felt that it was very different from what they thought.
In order to further confirm whether he was the person he imagined, Wei Fuchen asked: "How is he better than me? Is he handsome?"
Zhufeng blinked his eyes, coughed dryly, and said: "Not as good as the great thief Mr. Wei!"
Wei Fuchen asked again: "How much worse than me?"
Zhufeng thought for a moment and said, "Short of...three points?"
Seeing Wei Fuchen frowning, he quickly choked out a sentence: "Actually, it's more than three points, it's simply... incomparable."
Wei Fuchen smiled: "It's just a three-point difference. Why bother? Just tell the truth!"
Zhufeng lowered his head: "Yes."
Wei Fuchen said to Mai: "It's rare to be three points worse than me. He's not the assassin Wu Sheng."
Mai thought: "It is indeed rare...it is indeed not Wu Sheng...could it be that he is walking in a school somewhere else?"
Wei Fuchen objected: "We are traveling in the academy to investigate the case. If we are targeted, we will use all possible methods. We will never let him off with just a few questions. It will be difficult to do good things without peeling off the skin."
Zhufeng trembled when he heard it and swallowed.
Mai shook her head: "Perhaps it was delayed due to other cases? I heard that Song Jianlu was in Yangzhou for only three years, and Yangzhou has a large area. I probably know this person. The men he recruited are all drunkards, and there are not many good ones. If it is because of other cases, If you are involved and cannot tell the difference, you may also ask others to help you..."
Wei Fu said solemnly: "You and I are both wanted people in the academy. We are famous all over the world. With such great achievements, are you willing to let Yangzhou go out? If it were me, I would definitely not be willing to let him go."
Zhufeng lamented: "Why do you have to lead the Academy to go south in a big way? Others avoid it, but you two take the initiative to provoke them."
Wei Fuchen scolded: "You know nothing!"
Zhufeng advised: "Taoist and big thief, both of you are senior gods. If you really want to do what Mangdang Mountain did, we have enough skills to involve the academy. This is a double-edged sword. If you are not careful, you will be injured." Own!"
Wei Fushen said: "You don't understand. That guy is extremely cunning, sinister, and full of bad intentions. Who is my great thief Wei Fushen? He has escaped after repeated attacks. What can you do with it?"
Mai nodded and added coldly: "This guy is still good at escaping. His hands are slippery. If there are fewer people, we can't catch him."
Wei Fushen said to Zhufeng: "I suspect that this guy is good at divination and has the ability to avoid disasters. Knowing that he was behind Mangdang Mountain, Taoist and I went to find him, but he ran away. Once he escaped, he never returned for months and months. I heard last year When he came back, we came to the door again, and this guy ran away again. He used the excuse of leading troops to hide in the Chu-Wu battlefield thousands of miles away. Taoist and I rushed to Chicken Father. Guess what, this guy became a deserter and ran away. ! Are you saying it makes people angry? For the current plan, we can only lure the Academy southward. We will use some clever tricks to make the Academy lay down a dragnet. Then we will see where he escapes!"
Wei Fushen became more and more angry as he talked: "We are both wanted criminals in the academy. Taoist and I are hiding in this ravine and suffering from insect bites and snake bites, but he is living in Mangdang Mountain with fine clothes and fine food, showing off his power. How can we bear it?"
Mai glanced at Wei Fuchen coldly, and Wei Fuchen asked, "Why does the Taoist look at me like this?"
Mai said: "You talk a bit too much tonight."
Wei Fuchen was startled: "Yes... why is this?"
He suddenly had an ominous premonition: "I heard that an expert's divination can capture one's soul..."
Before he finished speaking, an arrow shot into the hole like a crescent moon!
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