At the end of the retreat, put on clean clothes.
Push open the door.
Get out of the underground secret room of the Sutra Pavilion.
As soon as he came to the first floor, he saw Nangong Xiaobai had been waiting here for a long time.
"Congratulations, master, for your great achievement!"
Nangong Xiaobai's face was filled with joy, and he spoke softly.
Great achievement, it's not that...
Jiang Zirou always thought of herself as a humble person, she said lightly:
"The road is long and long, and I will search up and down. It's just a small step on the long road of life, and it's nothing to worry about."
"Well, is it?"
Nangong Xiaobai looked at Jiang Zirou with admiration.
"That's natural." Jiang Zirou nodded her chin lightly. Seeing that Nangong Xiaobai seemed to be anxious, she asked, "Has anything happened recently?"
"Two days ago, Senior Brother Jiang Cheng came to look for you in the Sutra Pavilion."
Nangong Xiaobai narrated what happened that day, and then handed over the bamboo tube in his hand.
Open the bamboo tube.
What appeared inside was a secret letter, which recorded some strange things that happened in Nanting Lake.
"Nanting Lake, Buzhou Mountain, evil eyes..."
Jiang Zirou's thinking was quick, and he thought of the Buzhou Mountain like a pillar of heaven.
"Could it be that the weapon has been revived? I planned to go to Buzhou Mountain in person after the retreat, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen..."
She patted Nangong Xiaobai on the shoulder.
He instructed: "I will go out during this time, you should practice hard in the palace, don't slack off!"
"Yeah!" Nangong Xiaobai nodded vigorously, "Sister, be careful on the road."
"Don't worry."
Jiang Zirou waved his hand, took a step forward, and disappeared from Nangong Xiaobai's eyes.
Don't waste a moment.
…
The wide Nanting Lake was shrouded in black mist.
The surface of the lake is as calm as a mirror that has just been polished, dead silent, without a single ripple.
on the sky.
A large black bat flapped its wings and passed through the air at an extremely fast speed.
Like a meteor passing across the sky, the wind whistled.
When he took a closer look, he realized that this was not some kind of weird animal, but a human being with wings and covered in black scales.
He was about ten feet tall, with red eyes.
It was Ling Xiao who had just arrived in Nanyang City two days ago.
The situation deteriorated much faster than he had imagined, and the number of infected people in Nanyang City was rising rapidly.
This morning, the wide Nanting Lake was also shrouded in this strange black mist.
Exudes a terrifying oppressive force.
However, these things are not entirely a bad thing.
Because of the rapid deterioration of the situation, and many unexplainable things that happened in Nanyang City.
These two days.
The migration of urban residents has been unusually smooth.
It only took less than three days, and the people in Nanyang City went to the empty building, leaving none of the people left.
"Shua!"
Along with the mist, the strong wind passed by the ears.
There was a pungent smell in the boundless black mist, which should have some kind of toxicity, but for a monster like Ling Xiao, it was difficult to cause substantial damage.
only…
This black mist has the function of blocking sight and perception.
Beyond a foot of the body, everything in the fog becomes indistinguishable.
Whether there is danger lurking in it is only one of the hidden dangers.
The greater danger is that Nanting Lake is vast and vast, with a radius of thousands of miles, which is much larger than an ordinary state. It is almost like a sea appearing in the inland.
If you can't see the stars and buoys, it's easy to get lost in them.
In this regard, Ling Xiao can only remember the route he traveled in his heart little by little.
At the same time, he continued to use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, leaving a cloud of demonic energy on the route he passed.
This time he came to Nanting Lake, intending to find the Buzhou Mountain in Nanting Lake.
Summarize the information obtained from Jin Yiwei.
It is easy to speculate that the origin of these things comes from that tall sacred mountain.
finally…
After an hour, Ling Xiao stopped his wings and suspended in the air.
In front of his eyes, amidst the boundless mist, a coquettish red light appeared vaguely.
"If nothing else happens, this is where Buzhou Mountain is located."
He swallowed.
Faced with such a weird situation, it was rare for him to hesitate.
Finally, Ling Xiao flapped his wings and flew in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.
The red light grew brighter.
Buzhou Mountain appeared in front of his eyes, but that scene was far beyond Ling Xiao's imagination.
Among the thick mountains.
Large pieces of rock fell off, and blood-colored eyes grew out of them one after another. It seemed that they had sensed that someone had come forward actively, and those eyes showed curious expressions. They all turned and stared in the direction of Ling Xiao.
In just a moment, Ling Xiao felt as if a huge pollution exploded in his mind.
dizzy.
In the end, Ling Xiao clenched the tip of his tongue, and under the stimulation of severe pain, he forcibly lifted his spirits, turned around and left quickly in the direction he came from.
"Fun little guy..."
On the surface of the empty lake, there seemed to be a low voice swaying.
…
"Clatter!"
When Jiang Zirou came to Nanyang City, thin autumn rain floated on the gray sky.
Standing on a high place, she saw countless refugees lined up, like ants, led by the army, walking away from Nanting Lake.
"Relocate residents to reduce risk?"
She left in a hurry, and she didn't know the specific plan.
It's just that the reason for this is not difficult to guess. You only need to take a look at it to know the general plan.
"It's a lot of courage to move all the millions of people in Nanyang City."
Jiang Zirou shook his head lightly and took a step forward.
There was a hazy mist flowing around her, and in the next moment, she had already appeared in Nanyang City.
Nothing but the accumulated water on the feet piled up on the broad bluestone road, and damaged carriages, shelves, and worn clothes were scattered on both sides of the street.
Not far away, on the street, there was another bright red lantern rolling down the stagnant water, covered with mud.
"Clatter!"
The rain fell harder and harder, and the sound of falling on the ground became more and more intensive.
Compared with the prosperity seen in Nanyang City last time, the city now exudes a gray and dead air like an old man in his twilight.
"girl…"
At this moment, a long shout came to my ears.
Jiang Zirou turned around and saw an old man poking his head out of the window in a restaurant not far from the street.
"It's raining heavily, if you don't mind, come to the store to take shelter from the rain."
"Then I would like to thank the shop owner..."
Jiang Zirou responded with a smile, put the oil-paper umbrella in his hand at the door, and came to the store.