"Fox spirit?" Sun Wuxia raised her eyebrows, "Which direction did you run?"
Last night, Jingmei was in a commotion at the inn, destroying the entire caravan of Lao He and leaving Lao He alone. The matter quickly spread around, and Sun Wuxia and others naturally heard about it.
But they were not harassed and attacked, so Sun Wuxia naturally thought that Yun Weisi and the others were too weak to protect the He's caravan.
Fellow Daoist Chi shook his head: "It has completely disappeared. It is said that fox spirits like the wilderness, so it is better to go to the outskirts of the town to have a look."
This is exactly what Sun Wuxia intended.
He had a good impression of this fellow Daoist Chi for a long time, but unfortunately the other party accompanied Changning County Master, and the two rarely had the opportunity to speak a few words alone. Find ways to create opportunities.
"Alright, there is my uncle in Changning County, so it shouldn't be a big problem, friend Chi, please."
Sun Wuxia refused to show overly anxious joy, and was a little reserved.
Daoyou Chi pursed his lips and smiled.
She is not a stunning beauty, but she has an unforgettable freshness, like frost falling off new leaves and star-spotted mountain marks.
Sun Wuxia didn't even know her origins. He only knew that the other party seemed to have some kinship with the county master of Changning.
She doesn't talk much, but she is not taciturn. As long as Sun Wuxia asks, she will still answer.
Sun Wuxia talked about the recent rumors in the town, such as the widow's revenge, the return of the rebel son, the people can always make up bizarre background stories for the deceased, adding a lot of after-dinner talk, but with the more terrifying bloody case last night, no matter the local area. The residents were still travelers in the past, and they were all panicking, but the rumors became much less. Because the caravan was unable to set off due to the heavy wind and snow, everyone had to continue to hide in the inn to keep warm.
Fellow Daoist Chi sighed: "I don't know who these spirits were instructed to do, and they made such a thing in vain. Even if they want to leave at this time, their conscience is uneasy."
The road is ruthless, and it follows the sky.
There are not many monks who are compassionate and compassionate, but unless such a person has strong strength, they will only be honed and taught by cruel reality on the road of cultivation, and eventually become a person who does not stick to cause and effect and is unwilling to meddle in his own affairs.
Sun Wuxia disagreed, but facing the compassionate heart of the girl in front of him, he still comforted him: "Don't be sad, Daoyou Chi, we have to stay in Hongluo Town for a few more days, if we can capture that fox spirit, it will be considered a merit. already."
Looking at the street, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, and there are really not many people.
According to the time, the sky should be bright now, but the top of the head is still gloomy, not showing the warm and bright light that makes people bright.
The two chatted all the way, and soon walked out of Hongluo Town. There were fewer houses around, replaced by gradually dense jungle.
Sun Wuxia didn't see any trace of the fox spirit, but saw a house hidden in the woods not far away.
It looks like a villa built by a wealthy family in the town on the outskirts of the town. After the snow and the dead wood, it is magnificent, and it looks very clean, as if it is often cleaned.
Sure enough, when the two approached, someone opened the door and came out, looking like a messenger.
The other party was surprised when he saw Sun Wuxia and the two of them, but he was very polite. Hearing that the two came to ask for news, he turned around and went back to tell the master.
Not long after, the main door opened wide, and the host came out from inside.
"Ms. Langjun came from a long way to make the old man shine here, please come in and drink tea and rest."
Sun Wuxia was a little impatient: "We're not here to beg for food, are you from Hongluo Town?"
The old man said: "Yes, the old man's surname is Chen, and he lives in the town. He originally came here to stay for a few days. How could he know that there was a snowstorm, and the family said that he would accompany me back when the snowstorm stopped."
Sun Wuxia: "How many days have you lived here, have you seen any visions?"
The old man shook his head: "Last night, there was a big snowstorm, and I didn't even dare to go out the door. No, the snow in the courtyard is over the back of my feet."
The door of the house opened, and both Sun Wuxia and Daoyou Chi saw it. The two servants were indeed busy sweeping snow in the courtyard.
Old Man Chen's face was bright and clear, and there was no ghostly spirit, at least Sun Wuxia couldn't see the slightest suspicion.
"And didn't hear anything strange?"
"No, I was just obsessed with the game of chess, and the two of you came."
Sun Wuxia raised his head, only to see that the sky finally became slightly brighter, and soon turned gloomy again.
A new snowstorm is coming.
The old man Chen also said: "I think the sky is going to snow and wind again. Why don't you two come first to drink a cup of hot tea and warm your body before leaving."
Daoyou Chi suddenly said, "I don't know what chess the old man is playing?"
Old Man Chen chuckled: "Go, I recently got a new chess book, and the Zhenlong game is quite interesting. When I was fascinated, most of the day passed before I knew it."
Fellow Daoist Chi also became interested: "Can I also watch one or two?"
Old Man Chen: "Of course, I can invite you in my little friend."
As soon as she opened her mouth, Sun Wuxia couldn't urge her to leave.
Daoyou Chi really knows chess, and he can discuss with old man Chen enthusiastically about an endgame. The maid held the hot tea and dessert, because Sun Wuxia did not like the appetite, she also took the cup and took a few sips of hot tea.
Seeing that it was getting late, he couldn't help reminding fellow Daoist Chi: "We should go."
Fellow Daoist Chi woke up like a dream and raised his head from the chess game, a little embarrassed.
"Sorry, I've always been addicted to chess, and it's easy to be fascinated when I enter the game."
She smiled sweetly, and unconsciously showed some little daughter gestures.
Sun Wuxia's heart softened, and her tone couldn't help softening.
"We still have business, we have to go back, otherwise my uncle and the others will be worried too."
Fellow Daoist Chi nodded: "You are right, let's go."
She said goodbye to Old Man Chen. The latter finally met a comparable chess player, and was very reluctant to part with it. She even gave them a food box, saying that there were some freshly cooked home-cooked dishes in it, and asked them to take them home. He also asked them to go back and help send a message to Chen Zhai on Qipan Street in Zhenxi, saying that the old man in the family would not go back a few days later.
The host was so enthusiastic, and Daoyou Chi was not easy to refuse. The two left and left the villa in the dark.
After walking for a while, the more Sun Wuxia thought about it, the more wrong it became.
Hongluo Town is not a subordinate to the capital, and even if it is a rich person, there is no reason to build another village in the suburbs.
He looked back suddenly, in the vast night, the wind and snow filled the air, covering the sky and covering the moon, where could he still see that beautiful house in the daytime
Sun Wuxia snorted for a while, and secretly took a breath of air. She turned around and asked her female companion, "Do you think something is wrong?"
Fellow Daoist Chi shook his head: "I didn't see any demonic energy in Old Man Chen."
Sun Wuxia was worried: "Open the food box and I'll take a look."
The food box was opened, and there were still hot dishes inside.
Braised lion head, four hi balls, noodles with scallion oil.
The aroma wafted out of the box and dissipated in the wind in a blink of an eye.
It is serious food, not the dead branches and leaves that have been transformed by some strange illusion.
But before Sun Wuxia could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard someone calling him from behind.
"Flawless!"
Uncle He Bai appeared here for some unknown reason. He hurried over and stopped a few steps away from the two of them, his face cold and serious.
"Flawless, come here quickly!"
"Uncle Master?" Sun Wuxia was just wondering, his wrist had been pinched by Fellow Daoist Chi.
The latter said in a low voice, "Don't go there, there is a ghost in him."
The voice fell, and He Bai, who was opposite, also said sharply: "Wuxia, come here quickly, this evildoer is not Daoyou Chi at all!"
Sun Wuxia neither saw the ghostly aura on He Bo's face, nor did he feel the ghostly aura on the girl beside him.
But of the two, there must be a problem.
Who the hell is lying
He was unsure for a moment.
Hongluo Town was crying and screaming last night, but Sun Wuxia didn't feel anything at all. At this moment, he was in the wilderness, and the two acquaintances around him had become so unfamiliar, and he suddenly had a faint fear.
…
However, Chang Ming's back was against the wall, his chest heaving, and he was breathing heavily.
His torment not only came from the scorching heat from the fox poison on the back of his hands, but also from the severe pain that this scorching heat spread to his heart.
The farther away he was from Yun Weisi, the burning and pain eased a little.
Even the pharmacist and Jiang Li came over to help him sit down, Chang Ming also felt that the pain from the poison was tolerable.
If it happened several times, he vaguely had some experience with this fox poison.
Fox spirits are good at charms, but fox poisons are not only superficial.
The toxins will penetrate into the spiritual platform through the flesh, bone, and blood, and resonate with the primordial spirit.
For the poisoned, the closer the person is, the stronger the toxicity.
But could it be that when he was poisoned, he could no longer be close to each other
Chang Ming's pain subsided slightly, his face still flushed, he raised his eyes to look at Yun Weisi.
After the other party let go of his hand, he didn't take a step closer, only maintaining a distance not too far or not too close, his eyes were slightly turbulent, and he seemed to have a thousand words, but he finally stood still.
If there is a trace of harm to him, the other party would rather suppress himself and no longer approach.
Chang Ming suddenly understood what Yun Weisi meant.
There may be lava that is about to burst out under the iceberg, but the iceberg is hard-pressed and will never let the lava seep out easily.
He didn't know how he got along with Yun Weisi in the past, and he didn't know what kind of thoughts he had towards Yun Weisi, but since he woke up, all he saw was each other, living and eating, Day and night, they are always with each other.
This figure has become a habit, so that seeing the loneliness in the other person's eyes, Chang Ming actually felt a sense of incomprehension in his heart.
It was indescribable, but it was not the pain of the fox venom re-emerging.
For this reason, Chang Ming took a deep breath, reluctantly suppressed the poison, stretched his hand forward, and stumbled abruptly, Yun Weisi subconsciously stretched out his hand to support him, and he also took advantage of the situation to hold the opponent's arm.
The scorching pain started to flare up again, but Chang Ming refused to let the other party let go of his hand, instead he forced a smile at him.
"It's okay, look, I can bear it, you don't have to run away."
Yun Weisi's body trembled slightly, and he wanted to draw his hand, but was tightly grasped by Changming.
"I don't know how I got along with you in the past, but from now on, so be it."
Chapter 116 The hand he now stretches out to Yun Weisi will never have the chance to regret again.
For a long time, for Yun Weisi, Changming is like light.
Let people look up, let people pursue, obsession eventually becomes desire.
Want to hold it in the palm of his hand, want to keep it for himself, even if he knows that light can't keep it.
Some of the other party's words came from the dependence of getting along day and night in the memory of amnesia, and how much did he really have his shadow in his heart
Yun Weisi is very awake, but he doesn't want to be awake.
He knew that his demon heart never went away.
When the introduction is lit, the devil's heart will rekindle, like the endless field of weeds turning into a sea of fire, he will completely sink into hell, and will never end.
Have you thought about the consequences of saying this
Yun Weisi said to the other party in the bottom of his heart.
Once hope is given, hope cannot be taken away.
He didn't say a word, just silently watched the other party endure the pain and hold his arm tightly.
The latter seems to want to use this method to make up for the fox poison for forcing him to stay away from his "brother".
At this moment, Jiufang Changming has faded away the inhumanity and lightness of the cloud before he lost his memory, and fully revealed the joys, sorrows and joys that are closer to ordinary people. He is still a person who is informal and has a clear goal, but he can only see it with Yun Weisi. "weakness".
He loves sweets, but he is also addicted to sweets, but he prefers peanut dumplings more than sesame dumplings.
He had the habit of unconsciously rubbing the corners of his clothes when he was thinking.
Although he is a monk, Jiufang Changming also likes to read books. This is a habit he has left behind. He likes to study hundreds of schools, taking advantage of their strengths to make up for their weaknesses. .
These details may also be present in Jiufang Changming in the past, but they will not be printed out so clearly and meticulously.
At that time, the other party was more like a floating cloud, unable to hold it, unable to keep it, rising with the wind, straight into the sky, not knowing when it would dissipate and when it would enter the world again.
But no matter the past, the present, or the future, Yun Weisi can remember every detail of him.
Jiufang Changming may not know that he will never have the chance to regret the hand he has extended to Yun Weisi now.
Yun Weisi took the person into his arms and looked at the increasingly painful expression of the other party, but did not let go.
"You pretend to be weak again." Yun Weisi said against his ear.
Hearing the words in his words, Jiufang Changming reluctantly separated a little from the poisonous hair.
"Jiang Li is still standing at the door watching us."
After returning from more than 100 years later, after knowing that Jiang Li was behind the scenes, it was difficult for Yun Weisi not to associate the Hongluo Town case with Jiang Li, no matter if he was the real Jiang Li or Luomei, in Yun Wei In Si's eyes, they are all closely related to that conspiracy.
It is a strange thing in itself for the head of a dignified sect to change his face and become a doctor in a small town.
This is their current advantage.
Yun Weisi hoped that the two of them, in each other's eyes, were cultivators who came to Hongluo Town by fate.
Against the gaze that Jiang Li was watching them, Yun Weisi did not turn his head, he carried Chang Ming on his back, and the two walked away from the pharmacy one step at a time.
"Is there something wrong with the bell he gave you?" Chang Ming said in his ear.
The auricle is hot, carrying the other person's breath.
"The Tongxin Bell is a magic weapon for the disciples of Wanjian Xianzong to go down the mountain to experience and communicate with the master. It is very ordinary, and there is nothing special about it." Yun Weisi said.
That's why he accepted the bell, and rashly refusing it seemed odd.
The conversation between the two could only be heard by each other. After Yun Weisi walked out of a distance, he began to feel that something was wrong.
Chang Ming also noticed.
"The rice shop just now, we passed by."
The wind and snow were so heavy that no one was there in broad daylight. The whole town was submerged in the vast whiteness of the snow. The shops on both sides of the street looked similar at first glance, but there were rice shoppers hanging in front of the shops. It was impossible for the same street to appear exactly the same. three times.
"Put me down." Chang Ming said.
His tone was not as slightly trembling as before, and the toxicity must have calmed down a lot.
Yun Weisi is also observing the surrounding, the road is still the same, and when I look back, I can still see the original pharmacy, but Jiang Li is missing at the door, and the shopkeeper and the staff just now disappeared, and the long and narrow street was silent as if it had been abandoned for a long time. , No trace of people could be found, and even the withered grass half buried by the snow on the side of the road was dejected and lost its vitality.
Chang Ming bowed his head, the brick under his feet, they had just passed by, he remembered that a corner was missing on the right side of the brick, and now it was exactly the same position, and the outline of the missing corner was also the same.
"I encountered a ghost hitting the wall." Yun Weisi said.
There may not be ghosts in the ghosts hitting the wall, but it is not an ordinary "ghost hitting the wall" to be able to trap even the monks.
This person, Jiang Li, really has a problem!
Yun Weisi and Chang Ming looked at each other and said nothing, but they already believed that Jiang Li was probably the mastermind behind a series of unsolved cases in Hongluo Town.
If you want to break through the ghost wall, you have to find the gap, just like breaking the formation and finding the formation eye.
When Yun Weisi was under the Jade Emperor Temple, he practiced with all his heart and did not ask about foreign affairs, nor did he learn much about breaking the formation from Changming. Only later in the days and nights of the emptiness of the Jiuzhongyuan, he faced thousands of emptiness. Changes are endless, but there is an epiphany and a new way.
I saw him raise his hand, and a ball of golden light was divided into several strands and flew to various places in front, the stars scattered, the fireworks exploded, and after the bright light, the two of them changed their eyes.
The street is still the same street, but the atmosphere is obviously different, with more vitality and movement.
They were surprised to find that it was daytime when they left the pharmacy, but now it has turned into night.
Screams came from the front.
It's the direction of the pharmacy!
Yun Weisi and Chang Ming rushed over with the sound.
There were already several people surrounding the door of the pharmacy. All of them were heard by the neighbors and came out. Everyone was timid and did not dare to come forward.
"Go and report the case and find the head of Xing!"
"Where's the shopkeeper's daughter, call the family!"
"A sinner, the shopkeeper Liu is the most charitable person on weekdays. How can this happen? It's really a good person who is not rewarded!"
"Even if there are ghosts, you should go for the wicked. Why do you kill good people? Is it really unfair to die in this world?!"
"Be quiet!"
When Chang Ming and the others pushed aside the onlookers to enter, they saw that the pharmacy shopkeeper and the staff were all lying in a pool of blood. The people had lost their breath, and there were bloodstains on the back of the neck and hands, just like the wound on the back of Chang Ming's hand, it was done by a fox spirit.
As for Jiang Li, I don't know where to go.
"Doctor Jiang must have been kidnapped by the monsters!" The onlookers started to worry about Jiang Li's safety.
It can be seen that Jiang Li's reputation is very good, and everyone will not think that he is the murderer.
It's not been peaceful recently. It is said that the owner of the drugstore has taken his family to Shangzhou to escape. There are only three people in the drugstore on weekdays, the shopkeeper, the man, and Dr. Jiang.
Now that the two of them are dead, Jiang Li is missing, and Hongluo Town is about to add another unsettling case.
"Xing Caotou has arrived!"
"Xing Zhaotou is here!"
Everyone spontaneously gave way, and a middle-aged man dressed up in the guise of Chakuai strode in with his two subordinates. When he saw Yun Weisi Changming and the two, his face changed drastically, and he assumed a posture like a great enemy.
"Are you Yun Weisi and Jiufang Changming?" He called out their names.
"good."
Xing Zhaotou's face was solemn, he took a half step back, and the hand holding the handle of the knife never moved away.
"Langjun He went to the yamen to report the case, saying that you killed his daughter and the guards of the He family, a total of thirteen people, and asked the two of you to go to the yamen with me."
There was an uproar.
The onlookers didn't expect the suspect to be right in front of them, so they jumped back in shock, for fear of getting some serious dirt. Thinking about the tragic situation of all the murder victims in the town these few days, they subconsciously had already identified the two of them with demons and monsters. Connected together, the timid turn around and run, where dare to watch anything lively.
Yun Weisi's face sank.
Xing Caotou took another step back.
He has regarded the two in front of him as iron-clad murderers, for fear that if they disagree, they will hurt others.
Xing Chutou used to go up the mountain to practice for a few years, and he could barely count as a monk. He was naturally a lot higher than ordinary people, but in front of the real monks, he was still in a class of axe. The language is also as peaceful as possible.
His eyes were right, and he didn't dare to move away from the two of them, staring closely at any changes in their expressions, trying to see clues from them.
The two of them were clean from top to bottom, just like many monks he had seen before.
The lives of these few people in Hongluo Town are nothing to the monks, especially the evil cultivators. If you kill them, you will kill them, but Xing Caotou refuses to let them go easily. Let people destroy, even if he can't beat these two people, there are people behind him who can subdue them.
"The two gentlemen, Xing did not intend to offend, but Xing's immediate boss has already said that no one is allowed to kill innocent people in Hongluo Town. Xing is also instructed to act, please don't embarrass me, if you have anything to say, still Please talk to my superior."
"We didn't kill anyone."
Old He Mingming saw with his own eyes the fox spirit and the dream demon possessed the murderer, why did he think that Yun Weisi and Changming were the murderers in the blink of an eye
Could it be that Lao He was also caught by the fox spirit, but they didn't find it last night
No, it's unlikely, Yun Weisi thought to himself that the fox spirit and the dream demon had nothing to hide in front of him. These spirits and monsters are quite deep, but they are not his opponents. They are just good at hiding and hiding, and there may be people behind them. .
Or, is all this inseparable from Jiang Li
Yun Weisi's face is light, and his heart is turning back and forth. Many thoughts flashed away, but he couldn't catch the clue.
Xing Caitou insisted: "Whether the two princes are murderers, please go to the town supervisor to explain to me, I can't be the master."
According to Lao He's confession, the two got into his car halfway through and came to Hongluo Town. An accident happened to the caravan that night. Now the pharmacy has been destroyed, and the two appeared at the scene of the crime. .
He also knew that he was not the opponent of the two, so he quietly lowered his hand, a bell fell into the palm of his hand, and Xing Zhaotou squeezed tightly.
Yun Weisi saw it.
It was clearly the Tongxin Bell, the contact magic weapon of Wanjian Xianzong.
When the fist is clenched, the magic weapon will be passed to the other
Jiang Li has disappeared, who is the rescuer that Xing Caotou can bring in? It can't be Jiang Li again, right
Yun Weisi wanted to leave with Chang Ming as soon as he saw Tongxin Bell, but he was not in a hurry.
He wanted to see who was behind Xing Zoutou.
How many mysteries are hidden in this red radish town
…
Sun Wuxia looked left and right, his eyes wandering between Shishu He Bai and fellow Daoist Chi.
The two were at each other's throats, but Sun Wuxia didn't know who was lying and who was real.
Seeing his hesitant expression, He Bai was afraid that he would be confused, so he quickly said: "When you were five years old when you went to the mountain to worship your teacher, your body was weak, and everyone said that your spiritual roots were stagnant and not suitable for cultivation. It was your master who urged you to accept you as a disciple. Next to your master, you fainted because you were too nervous when you saluted."
Sun Wuxia's mind moved slightly, if Shishu was dressed as a ghost, he would never know these details.
He looked at Fellow Daoist Chi.
The latter's face was calm, not hurried: "I am from the Vientiane Palace, and I am a distant cousin with the Changning County Master. After all, I also have some relatives with Sun Daoyou. After accompanying the Changning County Master to Shangzhou this time, I was planning to stop by. Those who go to the Thousand Forests Club have the same purpose as Daoyou Sun."
The Vientiane Palace has always been mysterious, and Sun Wuxia didn't know that the other party was born in this mysterious sect, and couldn't help but be moved.
"Do you still remember the sword you sent out, Daoyou Chi?"
"Naturally remember that although the sword is nameless, it is the treasure of the Vientiane Palace. I thought that the person could not draw the sword, so he would naturally retreat in spite of the difficulty, but he did not expect to draw it. It should be obtained by someone who is destined to get it." Chi Daoyou smiled slightly.
Sun Wuxia was a little uncomfortable. He was helpless with the sword, but the other party was a destined person, which meant that Sun Wuxia was at a disadvantage.
But Daoyou Chi can say these things, which also shows that she is true.
Herbert foot.
"Why are you hesitating, she is dressed as a fox spirit! Before I went out, fellow Daoist Chi was still with the Princess Changning, why did he appear here again?"
Fellow Daoist Chi was neither angry nor alarmed, and he justified himself after He Bo finished speaking.
"When I went out, I had a face-to-face with fellow Daoist He. When he saw you chasing out, he couldn't stop you, and he asked me to chase you back, but I was also curious about the trail of the fox spirit, so I came here with you all the way. Who's a demon and who's a ghost, just try it out!"
After she said that, she flicked her fingers, and a flash of light fell on He Bo's clothes. He Bo couldn't dodge in time, and he was immediately wrapped in blue flames.
He Bai screamed, and the magic weapon of spiritual power was exhausted, but the blue fire not only did not disappear, but it burned more and more, which looked quite strange.
"Look, he is clearly a ghost, so there is such a ghost."
Sun Wuxia was slightly surprised, and was pulled by the girl next to her, and she also took two steps back.
"Sun Wuxia, get out of that monster!"
In the blue fire, He Bo still didn't give up, he rushed towards the two with a ferocious face, Daoyou Chi raised his sleeves lightly, erected an invisible barrier, He Bo was bounced out, fell to the ground and rolled in pain.
He was speechless, but the expression on Sun Wuxia's expression contained deep pain.
Sun Wuxia looked more and more wrong, and was about to step forward to take a closer look, but found that the girl's hand was like iron and ice, and she couldn't break free.
His heart sank, and he turned his head suddenly, only to see a strange smile on the face of the young girl, Juanli, and her eyes were red, staring at He Bo who was burned by the blue fire.
"Look, this fire together can burn up everything in the world, isn't it more powerful than the true fire of Samadhi and the fire of red lotus karma?"