The cave is deep and difficult to see, with hundreds of odd-shaped stalactites hanging from the top, and the walls are damp.
There seems to be a very thin stream in the cave, trickling and dissolving, filled with cool water vapor.
Yan Cen led the way in front of him with one foot and one foot. Meng Qi keenly noticed that there was dried blood on the sharp strange rock beside him. Make out several messy footprints on the ground.
The cave was damp, and these footprints were barely visible because of the mud.
—The road I traveled before, but there is no such trace.
Meng Qi thoughtfully glanced at Yan Cen in front of him.
When Yan Cen brought him in, he was walking on a cliff and mountain stream five miles away from Xuanchuan Pass. The entrance of the cave was covered by withered vines and branches, and it was located on a cliff in the middle of the cliff. Except for the masters of light work, they only collected herbs in the mountains all year round. The man can climb in and out by means of ropes and stone nails.
And this kind of cave is always unavoidable of snakes, rats and ants, and the front is also true. When you go here, it becomes empty, with air flowing through, and no smudges.
Meng Qi felt that there were ventilation holes here.
In other words, there are dark passages to the ground.
The entrance should be in Xuanchuan Pass, maybe near the cemetery, and Yan Cen took him around in a big circle.
The cave was so quiet that there was only the slight sound of dripping water and footsteps stepping on the moss. Yan Cen's figure swayed suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to support the rock next to him.
Meng Qi looked at him and said, "If you can't control your emotions, you will go into trouble before going to take revenge."
Yan Cen took a breath and stood up staggeringly.
- He looks more like a ghost.
What happened on the day when the Xuanchuan Pass was broken? Who is the drug
The well is living water, and if you put medicine in it, the properties of the medicine may be replaced in a day, and there will be no leftovers. If you want to bring down all the soldiers at Xuanchuan Pass, how much medicine powder will you need? It is estimated that you have to carry a sack and dump it into the well. Are all the people around the well blind
Even in the dead of night, no one saw it, plus the water guards and the people who were in charge of fetching the water collectively rebelled. The first bucket of water was inappropriate from the smell to the color. Could it be that the cook is also an internal response
There are thousands of soldiers in Xuanchuan Pass, and there are more than a dozen pots for meals alone, and there are also staff and civil servants who do not eat with their soldiers.
It was General Ning who took the lead and ate and lived with the soldiers. What about the Ning family's women and children
The news that came a month ago was that the Ning family was killed in battle, but if anyone escaped alive, they would not let the army of the God-given king without any scruples, drive straight into Jingzhou, because the Ning family's army will definitely regroup their troops and hold the city to resist the enemy. .
Even if only a child or a woman survived, the legendary Ning family army would not fall apart.
There are many corpses in the ruins, and the number is hard to tell. It looks like all the soldiers were killed together...
In this way, it seems that there is a problem with the water source, otherwise it would be difficult to cause such a serious disaster.
Could it not be the poison, but the corpses of dead livestock, which made the guards of the city suffer from serious diseases? Impossible, not to mention that the smell of rotting livestock that died of illness is heavier, the corpses in the ruins alone prove the fact that the king's army entered Xuanchuan Pass to slaughter, if the epidemic spreads, they will never dare to risk it. this risk.
Meng Qi thought while walking, and in an instant, countless thoughts arose, and at the same time, many unreasonable and impossible speculations were extinguished.
It's a pity that the ink carp is not around.
If you don't let it, you can ask Doctor Mo if there is such a strange medicine in the world. It is silent and tasteless, and it has a strong effect. A small amount can put down thousands of people.
— Forget it, don’t ask, I know, not at all.
This kind of strange medicine only exists in the legend of the story. Maybe it will be found in overseas exotic animals and plants in hundreds of years, or there may be some new medicine refining methods in later generations, which can combine many medicines into one place and play a role. Thousands of times more potent.
There is no miracle medicine, it can only be supplemented by manpower.
So it's a massive internal rebellion
How did the God-given King do it
Meng Qi's eyebrows knitted together tightly, and he thought about it all the way to the depths of the cave.
"Cousin?"
There was a soft voice, it was a girl who spoke, and the double hulls on both sides of the head seemed to be grabbed at random, in a mess.
Seeing that there was a stranger behind Yan Cen, the girl immediately shrank back, revealing only a pair of dark eyes.
"Ning's daughter?"
"... The grandniece of old General Huai Yi, and the only underage grandchild of the Ning family."
The Ning family members are not prosperous, and any family of military generals who are loyal to the frontiers will not prosper. If it were not for the 39 years of the Chu Dynasty, the Ning family would have fewer children, and they would not be reduced to a single line. is luck.
"And now..." There is no Ning family anymore.
Yan Cen's expression was gloomy, his throat moved slightly, and his voice was broken and incomprehensible.
"Nonsense, you are not the Ning family, she is not the Ning family?" Meng Qi scolded.
Yan Cen opened his mouth and grabbed the cloak subconsciously, making his body even more rickety.
Going around a pile of bell-shaped strange rocks, the eyes suddenly opened up, and there was a large open space.
There are tiny gaps on the top of the cave, and the moonlight shines in, and the moss growing on the cave walls can also emit a faint glow. The most coincidental thing is that there is a spring in the corner of the cave, and it is easy to get water.
There were several boxes covered with tarpaulins piled up in the corner, and there were about twenty people around, men, women and children.
Some were wearing armor, some were wearing monk robes. When the girl from the Ning family slipped back, a woman dressed as an old servant hurriedly hugged her and shrank back quietly.
This is probably the person who survived Xuanchuan Pass.
Meng Qi looked around and stopped at the monks.
Because Meng Qi was brought in by Yan Cen, although everyone looked alert and worried, they did not speak first.
"Senior brothers, this is... Senior Meng, I have seen it once before. Senior has deep internal strength and may be able to save Master Yuanzhi." Yan Cen spoke with difficulty. The monks of Baoxiang Temple are not an easy task.
- They can't trust anyone anymore.
"Amitabha." The headed monk slowly stood up, put his palms together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.
Instead of stopping him, he moved out of the way.
Yan Cen was puzzled at first, then his expression changed drastically, and he rushed over in a hurry.
"Master Yuanzhi?"
The old monk Yuanzhi was lying on the tarpaulin floor with his limbs bent, looking very strange.
Meng Qi's eyes narrowed. He didn't feel strange when he saw Yan Cen's stooped figure before. Yan Cen has always been afraid to face people because of his abnormal body. . But now Meng Qi doesn't think so, Yuan Zhi's symptom is obviously poisoning, or a very famous poison.
Pull the machine.
It will make people crouch all over, twitching, and abdominal pain like a cramp.
Even if the poisoned person can be rescued, the person will be disabled, his limbs will not obey at all, and he cannot even stand.
Yuanzhi's inner strength is profound, and he has survived to this day. His face is thin and he is dying.
Meng Qi stretched out his hand and squeezed the old monk's dry-wood-like wrist, testing his inner strength.
Since the inner power of the dragon veins is essentially spiritual energy, it is as if the dry and broken soil meets water droplets, and the meridian texture and viscera are immediately activated, desperately trying to seize the chance of survival. At this time, Meng Qi was not stingy with his internal strength. The grounding veins in this cave were full of spiritual energy. No matter how much he sent, he would quickly make up for it.
After a while, Yuan Zhi slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were cloudy, and his old face was wrinkled.
Everyone was overjoyed and was about to call him, but when they saw a faint red light on Yuan Zhi's face, they were instantly terrified, lest it be a return to light.
"It turns out that Master Meng is here." Yuan Zhi actually laughed and said in a low voice, "Old Na stepped into the sea of bitterness, and was about to cross the boundless turbid waves, when someone suddenly brought me back."
As he was about to struggle to sit up, Meng Qi was about to stop him, but he heard Yuan Zhi sigh: "The meridians of Lao Na's body have been abolished, and the name of the poison that leads to the opportunity is well-deserved. Now, why bother to waste the internal strength of the national teacher, Lao Na The brothers and sisters have all passed away, and they are nothing but skins, how can they be liberated?"
"No!" Yan Cen held onto Master Yuanzhi's robe tightly, sobbing.
The rest of the monks recited the scriptures in a low voice and looked miserable.
Yan Cen said in a hurry: "Senior Meng has a friend, you have seen Dr. Mo's medical skills..."
This is true, but the ink carp is not here!
What's more, the toxicity of the machine is too strong, and it is useless to drag it to this day.
When Meng Qi heard the words, thinking about what to say, the old monk Yuanzhi had already refused: "Doctor Mo may be able to save Lao Na's life, but lying like this can't move, how is it different from Mu Shi? Yan Cen, you should wake up. Here comes... From the night when Xuanchuanguan was broken, from the day you were born, ahem, all robbery, guard your heart from the origin."
At this time, apart from the monks in the cave, only Yan Cen, who grew up in a Buddhist temple since childhood, and Meng Guoshi, who was trying to beat the Mojieti Temple in Xiliang, could understand what Yuan Zhi was saying.
The Buddha spoke of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and he also spoke of the evil world of the five turbidities, of which the turbidity of kalpas is the first.
All calamities imposed by external forces from the world's fate can be called robbery. He was born strange, separated from flesh and blood, fighting against each other, starvation and cold, and precarious night... Yan Cen can be said to be trapped in calamity, but Yuan Zhi hopes that he can go out. Only by breaking out of these calamities can he truly live.
"Yan Cen." Master Yuanzhi stroked the head of Yan Cen, the junior who worried him the most.
He didn't ask Yan Cen to take revenge, and he didn't ask Yan Cen to save the misery of this world like the monks and Ning family of Baoxiang Temple did. He just wanted Yan Cen to live well.
As the aura that Meng Qi had sent in before was gradually consumed, the aura in Yuanzhi's eyes gradually disappeared. He controlled his disobedient limbs with difficulty, and forced himself to sit cross-legged, groping the ground with his dry fingers.
Yan Cen quickly handed the Zen staff over.
Yuan Zhi grabbed it with shaking hands, and suddenly condensed his whole body and slammed Yan Cen in front of him with his backhand.
"Master is not allowed!"
Yan Cen realized something, and Meng Qi instinctively stepped forward to stop it.
However, the cloak that Yan Cen was wrapping around had been shaken by Qi Jin, and he was forced to close his eyes to accept the majestic internal force that suddenly poured into his body.
Yuan Zhi passed on the last inner strength to protect his heart to Yan Cen.
The twisted and shriveled palm slumped down, his eyes closed, and there was no more breath.
He was still sitting there, without a trace of the security of the eminent monk when he passed away, and even his face was strangely distorted by the poison.
Meng Qi still remembered that when Master Yenzhi made a breakthrough in martial arts, the inner strength of Ku Rong's Zen theory erupted, the muscles and meridians of the whole body were stretched, and the spirit was full of energy, just like an arhat with angry eyes. It was only a few months apart, as if the linden tree had lost all its leaves, withered and twisted into shape.
The voices of several monks chanting sutras stopped, seemed to be choked, and tears fell on the ground.
"Master Yuanzhi has passed away."