Three days later.
Chen Mu was closing his eyes to comprehend the soul-nurturing spell.
A middle-aged man named Sun suddenly poked his head out from behind the screen, glanced at a few people, and turned to leave.
"Stop!" Ai Ji glared at the other party: "What are you looking at!"
The middle-aged man surnamed Sun walked out from behind the screen with a sneer on his face: "I just wanted to see if any of you could sneak away."
Someone else left the dojo midway?
Chen Mu couldn't help but open his eyes.
"Has this happened before?" Lu Ku said.
"Everyone has been busy opening up wasteland in the past year. There is no one in the dojo, so there is nothing going on." The middle-aged man surnamed Sun smiled bitterly.
"How many left?" Chen Mu frowned slightly.
"Seven."
…
After sending the middle-aged man away, there was silence in the cave for a while.
"Have similar problems occurred in the Upper Court Dojo?" Chen Mu looked at Lu Ku solemnly.
This guy has long been practicing aura. I must have been to the Upper House Dojo.
Lu Ku narrowed his eyes slightly: "I haven't heard of it."
"How is the environment of the upper courtyard dojo?" Chen Mu continued to ask, his brows already furrowed.
"It's not much better than here." Lu Ku couldn't help but look serious.
That shows that this matter has little to do with the dojo itself.
Chen Mu got up and left the futon, crossed the screen and came to the entrance of the dojo.
Through the wind and snow, look down at the circular Cold Moon Lake.
A wooden trestle extends inward from the shore. At the end, an octagonal pavilion stands alone in the middle of Lengyue Lake.
Looking carefully, a figure can be seen vaguely.
"The Song Prison is still in Leng Yuetan. There should be no problem, right?" Yulin said hesitantly.
The six Wushan brothers and sisters also came to the entrance of the cave.
"It's hard to say." Chen Mu shook his head.
Could it be that the big toad sneaked back?
Chen Mu's heart trembled.
Going down the mountain? no!
The foot of the mountain is not as intimidating as the Song Prison, and is even more dangerous.
But it doesn't seem safe to stay in the dojo.
"This is the sorrow of the weak." Chen Mu sighed secretly.
If he could have Song Wuji's cultivation, he would still be afraid of a hammer!
pity……
Chen Mu looked at the pavilion again, then reluctantly walked into the cave and sat back on the futon.
The person sat down, but his heart was uneasy.
This uncertainty made him irritable.
"There are so many people in the Lengyuetan Dojo, it's impossible for me to be the unlucky one, right?" Chen Mu murmured with dull eyes.
"And there are seven Wushan brothers in this cave. If there is a problem, you can't come to me first, right?" Chen Mu tried to comfort himself.
"Even if I don't give in, I can't help it." Dejection began to spread in my heart.
"Forget it, let it be fate."
After struggling for a long time, Chen Mu had no choice but to close his eyes.
…
In the middle of Lengyuetan.
The octagonal pavilion is covered with white snow, like a white hat.
There is also snow accumulation on the inner edge of the pavilion, like a circle of snow-white lace.
Song Wuji was wrapped in a black animal skin cloak, a brown animal skin hat on his head, and a snow-white fox tail scarf around his neck.
Most of the fat face was covered by a furry tail, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
He was sitting on the edge of the pavilion, staring at the water with his pale green eyes.
Liang Yi hurriedly came to the pavilion: "Master, someone in the dojo disappeared for no reason."
Song Wuji said nothing, still staring at Leng Yuetan.
After a long while, the green light in his eyes faded, and a loud voice sounded from under the furry scarf: "This little toad has learned to be smart."
"Is Leng Yuechan causing trouble?" Liang Yi looked at the pond with a change of expression.
Song Wuji stared at Leng Yuetan and laughed.
"Escaped quietly into Lengyuetan?" Liang Yi felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but look around.
It was as if there were a pair of cold eyes, quietly hiding in the pool of water and staring at him.
That is a big monster with a cultivation level comparable to the master. If it suddenly attacks...
So insidious!
Song Wuji waved his hands happily: "Don't worry, it will only confuse a few weak-willed disciples."
"And every time it moves, it leaves a flaw."
"It will be fine when I pull it out." Song Wuji said confidently: "It will be quick."
…
evening.
There is a scholastic school under Lengyuetan.
Fu Zi walked out of the counter and stood at the entrance of the cave. Looking at the snow-white ground under the dusky sky, I stretched out comfortably.
"Comfortable."
After admiring the scene of snow falling thousands of miles away for a while, he turned around and walked into the Buddhist Scripture Cave.
The corridor leading directly to the mountain is brightly lit, and the Sutra-Tibetan Cave where the bifurcated path points is also lit with warm white light.
Fu Zi put his hands behind his back and walked leisurely through one cave entrance after another.
Just like in the octagonal building in the lower courtyard of Tongtian River, you can randomly check the books and scriptures on the wall of the bookshelf.
He has lived like this for decades. And he plans to continue doing so for hundreds more.
"Brother Wuji, you are blocking my way, so I can only ask you to die."
Fu Zi smiled and raised his hand to straighten a fluorescent algae lamp hanging crookedly.
"I'm just pursuing the life I like."
"Brother Wuji must understand me."
He chuckled, hummed an unknown ditty, and walked slowly deeper into the Buddhist Scripture Cave.
He likes this kind of stable and trouble-free life.
The dumb scroll is his best friend.
I especially like the Buddhist Scripture Cave at night, which is empty, deserted, free and leisurely.
“For this tranquility, it’s worth it no matter how much you pay.”
The corners of Fu Zi's mouth curled up, revealing a heartfelt smile on his always expressionless face.
He thought that in the spring of next year, he would attract Leng Yue Toad and kill Song Wuji, so that he could monopolize Leng Yue Lake and try the yin and yang refinement.
In a happy mood, he couldn't help but make a fist with his right hand, shaking his head and waving it twice in the air.
Ha ha!
It took a while before Fu Zi regained his composure.
He coughed lightly, straightened his clothes, regained his aloofness, and prepared to go back and continue to hone his spiritual skills.
Then he turned around and met a cautious face.
Fu Zi: "..."
Chen Mu poked his head at the hidden hole in the corner, his eyes seemed to be squinting, and he glanced to the side.
Oh my god!
You see a big shot letting himself go, you won’t be silenced, right? !
"I heard nothing!"
"I didn't see anything either!"
Chen Mu explained seriously, trying not to look into the other person's eyes.
Fu Zi: "..."
You might as well not explain it!
His eyelids suddenly drooped and he looked at Chen Mu dangerously.
"Who are you? Why are you staying here and not leaving!" Fu Zi said expressionlessly.
Chen Mu had a solemn expression and walked out of the cave with his hands clasped in his fists and saluted respectfully: "Shang Huan, a disciple of the lower courtyard, has met Fu Duyuan."
"The scriptures are so mysterious that I was so absorbed in reading them that I lost track of time."
Fu Zi glanced at the book in Chen Mu's hand expressionlessly.
"Frog cooking?"
Ahem!
Chen Mu quickly closed the book and rolled it over, trying to cover the cover.
""Yanjie Recipe"?"
Fu Zi's face darkened.
You won’t go back after dark. Are you just looking at this? !
Chen Mu didn't change his expression, and said seriously: "I'm disturbing the capital, please forgive me."
"I wonder if you have ever had the experience of being addicted to scriptures and unable to extricate yourself."
"This is the state I am in now!"
Fu Zi's eyelids twitched.
I really believed your ghost!
"If I can't finish reading this scripture in one sitting, I will definitely not be able to sleep tonight." Chen Mu sighed, and then said with admiration on his face: "It is better for us to teach the system of the scripture academy."
"As long as you give me enough money, I can stay here forever and no one will care about me."
“You can even get an all-nighter at half price!”
"I'm not going back tonight. I feel like the epiphany is just around the corner."
Chen Mu had a serious look on his face: "Please ask Fu Duyuan to help you!"
After saying that, he took out the three white jade he had prepared long ago and handed them to Fu Zi.
Fu Zi: "..."
An epiphany?
Did you suddenly realize how to cook toads?
overnight?
Which bastard brought this up to me in the first place?
Did I add it myself?
grass!
I crossed it out after a while and got rid of this bastard thing in front of me first!
You must not let outsiders know how you are losing your composure!
So it makes sense that I like the Buddhist Scripture Cave at night.
Empty, empty... Fu Zi clenched his right hand into a fist again.
Then he saw Chen Mu turning his head and shouting at a scripture cave nearby.
"Do you guys understand the rules?!"
“If you want to read here, you have to pay!”
"Come out quickly and pay!"
Fu Zi turned around in disbelief.
He saw six figures of different heights walking out of the cave obediently and appearing in front of him.
It’s over!
My entire reputation has been ruined!
(End of chapter)
