Xuan Cang slowly moved his gaze away from the pair of men and women in front of him, and he knew in his heart that they did not know Yao Yu's whereabouts.
This means that Yao Yu, who claimed that his father was seriously ill and his mother told her to come back, did not return home.
Thinking that Yao Yu was still pregnant with a child at this time, but people didn't know where he was and whether he was in any danger, Xuan Cang's expression became very ugly.
After going out from Yao Yu's parents, Xuan Cang and Ling Qing took Luciyao and started a carpet search in the town.
Unfortunately, they still did not find any clues.
Seeing that the sky gradually darkened, Ling Qing suddenly stopped, pinching his finger to forget it.
"Let's find a place to stay first, and then go to Yao's house in the evening!" Ling Qing said.
"Huh? Why... Didn't they say..." Luciyao bluntly asked questions almost in reflection.
But before he finished speaking, Xuan Cang nodded his head when he saw Xuan Cang: "Well! Then find a place to settle down first!"
With Xuan Cang's approval, although Lucilla was still puzzled in his heart, he did not ask any more questions. He closed his mouth quietly, and followed very obediently.
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My head hurts...
There was a buzzing sound in my ears, like the vibration of the wings of a mosquito. I stretched out my hand and rubbed my head uncomfortably.
I slowly opened my eyes uncomfortably, and looked at the unfamiliar and very messy environment around me, and a pungent smell came from my breath.
"Wha..." I opened my mouth to talk, but found my throat was so dry and dumb, it was a little hard to speak.
Feeling dizzy in my head, I shook my head uncomfortably. This shaking of his head did not make people feel comfortable, but caused a burst of discomfort in the abdomen.
"Oh..." My heart felt like being blocked by something, very uncomfortable. I sat up abruptly, fell to the ground aside, and retched with my hands.
He retched on the ground for a while, and didn't spit out anything.
At first, I just felt uncomfortable in my stomach, but then I suddenly became a little uncomfortable.
My body was suppressed by something, I only felt a force constantly pouring from my limbs to my abdomen.
It hit the child in my stomach again and again.
"Child!" Thinking of the child in my stomach, I was immediately shocked, and I lowered my head and immediately looked at the already bulging abdomen.
Even through the clothes, I can still see the air flow bulging up and down in my abdomen. It looked like a gopher in the ground, constantly moving.
"￥@%... !￥@＆..." The voice in my ear became clearer and clearer, making people a little uneasy.
But this time, I realized that the annoying sound was not a mosquito, but the sound of a spell. Although I can't hear what I'm reading, I can still feel... It's like a monk is chanting!
I remembered that at the last moment of consciousness, I was at the train station and met a few weird monks.
You can guess almost without thinking, they brought me here!
"You..." I want to ask them why they brought me here and what they want to do.
The dry throat still can only tolerate two words. If you want to say one more word, it's like a dry cough that will cause your throat to burst at any time.
I struggled and stood up from the ground staggeringly. He was a black and thin monk. He was dressed as a monk in a cyan robe. He was dressed in a black and red robe, and he wore a hat with a full length of ten or twenty centimeters on top of his head.
It doesn't look like a monk in the mainland, but more like the kind of lama seen on TV.
Said it was a lama, but I always felt that something was different.
I staggered, trying to get closer to one of them. Because I couldn't say the whole thing, I could only rely on actions to seek their answers.
As soon as I took a step forward, the soles of my feet suddenly seemed to be burned by something.
"Ah!" I screamed in pain, and hurriedly jumped back.
The body suddenly lost its center of gravity and fell heavily to the ground.
"@@*#￥#!%..." My body rolled around on the ground, before I had time to react, the noisy sound of curses in my ears crackled into my ears like a pouring rain.
The eardrum was a little painful, and the head hurt at that moment as if it was about to explode at any time.
"Ah...Ah..." I covered my ears with unbearably painful hands, and I flipped back and forth on the ground in pain, trying to get rid of the pain from my brain.
It's a pity that no matter how hard I try, I want to use my cry to relieve the pain. The pain was like a hot iron whip, beating my brain nerves again and again.
"Ah!" When the pain occupies the main sense organs of the body, I feel like my brain burst open suddenly.
There was a sudden burst of darkness in front of him, and everything around him, like a ray of light, kept receding back.
When I walked through the dark high wall and opened my eyes again, I was already standing in front of an adobe house.
"Yuer..." I heard someone calling my name behind me.
The voice was familiar, with a hint of caution.
I followed the voice and turned back slowly. I saw a handsome man wearing a blue and white gown with flying black hair.
"Xuan Cang!" Seeing Xuan Cang unexpectedly here, I exclaimed and wanted to walk over.
But my body stood there in a daze, then blinked at the man who felt familiar and unfamiliar, and continued to turn around, squatting next to the adobe house door, holding a branch in my hand, and again and again. Yes, what is painted on the ground.
Why doesn't the body stop me? I was shocked.
Before I had time to come up with a reason, the adobe house leaning next to me suddenly turned upside down without warning.
"...!" Before I had time to scream, my body suddenly rose into the air.
I turned my head and stared blankly at Xuan Cang who suddenly picked me up.
He is very close, very close to me at this time, so close that as long as I lower my head forward, I can immediately hit his nose.
"My hand..." His gaze followed Xuan Cang's face and saw the hand that was subconsciously holding his neck.
I suddenly understood why he could lift me up from the ground so easily.
Because... My hand at this time is just the size of a two or three-year-old baby.
"How? Are you scared?" Xuan Cang looked at me worriedly, his eyes soft, and he looked very comfortable.
In fact, I was a little scared, but the little head melon seeds slowly shook his head. Two small eyes stared at Xuan Cang quietly.
I pressed my lips tightly, and didn't feel the slightest fear for the man in weird dress before me.