The next day, Qi Shu went down to Kunlun.
Wuying Mountain and Kunlun Mountain are separated by thousands of miles. Qi Shu walked with his sword without resting. When he reached Wuying Mountain, it was already dark.
Wuying Mountain got its name because of the clouds and mists that linger all year round, especially at night.
The afterglow of the setting sun was shrouded in mist all over the sky, and no light could penetrate.
This time he revisited the old place, Qi Shu was quite familiar with the environment, so he went straight to the mountain stream where the Jiao Yao was killed.
Half a month later, there was no trace of blood in the pool in the mountain stream, only a few gravels beside the pool, and the remaining sword marks on the stone wall, which showed how fierce the confrontation had been here.
At that time, he personally smashed the body of the dragon monster into ashes, even if there were some wreckage, it had been washed away by the water in the past half a month.
Of course, the so-called frustration may itself be just a cover-up.
Qi Shu squatted down by the pool, picked up a gravel at his feet, and flicked it lightly. A cloud of green smoke floated the gravel to the surface of the water, and slowly fell into the water.
The surface of the water rippled, and then a familiar scene appeared.
It is the whole picture of this mountain stream.
The light reflection technique can briefly reflect the "memory" of certain things. Qi Shu squatted by the pool and quickly watched the alternation of day and night in the mountain stream during the past half month, and let out a "tsk".
That's fine, nothing.
Frankly speaking, Qi Shu didn't believe that Jiaolong had the ability to get away from his hands under such a serious injury.
But the exorcising demon back then was indeed not without doubt.
That day, he received a letter from Qinglan Immortal Venerable, and immediately set off to Wuying Mountain, and happened to meet that Jiao Yao competing with another immortal sect. He saved the person, fought with the dragon monster for three days, and finally forced him to be killed in this mountain stream.
Thinking about it now, since the Jiao Yao has cultivated Tao here, his cultivation cave should also be in this Wuying Mountain, and he shouldn't be cornered so easily by him.
What's more, neither the fairy sects who came to exorcise the demon before nor the Kunlun Sword Sect found the animal's cave.
As for why he didn't raise this doubt at the time, it was because Qi Shu rushed back to the teacher's gate to pick up his master to leave the customs.
The so-called color makes the mind faint, the ancients did not deceive me.
Qi Shu stood up, planning to go to other places to check again. As soon as he walked out of the mountain stream, he suddenly heard a strange cry of a woman not far away.
How could there be someone here
The Wuying Mountain is shrouded in clouds and mists all the year round, and it is very easy to get lost in the mountain. Even the common people who live nearby rarely come to the mountain.
Not to mention it was late at night.
Qi Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, and followed the crying sound.
Not far away, he saw a woman.
The woman was exquisite in figure and plainly dressed, her clothes were stained with a lot of dust, her hair was also scattered, and she looked in a state of embarrassment.
Hearing footsteps approaching, she turned her head, revealing a pair of red eyes from crying.
"Ah—" the woman screamed and wanted to run away, but was tripped by something and fell to the ground.
"Calm down." Qi Shu said helplessly, "Do I look so scary?"
The woman cried even harder, her whole body curled up, trembling slightly from fear.
Qi Shu didn't approach her, and asked her from a distance, "Are you a commoner living near here?"
Realizing that he was not malicious, the woman finally plucked up the courage to look up and saw Qi Shu's attire clearly: "You, you are wearing fairy clothes, are you here to save me?!"
"Yes." Qi Shu said, "But you have to tell me why you are here first."
The woman lived in Lingyang City not far from Wuying Mountain, and opened a medicine house in her family. She went out to deliver medicine late yesterday when she was suddenly caught in a cloud and lost consciousness. When you wake up, you will appear here.
She had been lost in this mountain for a whole day, exhausted, tired and hungry, so she cried here.
"... You haven't seen the person who brought you here?" Qi Shu asked.
"No, I was alone when I woke up..."
The woman started to cry again as she spoke, crying so much that the pear blossoms were raining, if another person was present, I'm afraid she couldn't help but feel pity for her.
But Qi Shu didn't.
Except for his own master, all men and women look alike in his eyes. Therefore, he just interrupted indifferently: "Don't cry, do you still remember where you woke up, take me there."
Woman: "... good."
The woman nodded, and accidentally staggered when she got up, but she couldn't get up. She glanced at Qi Shu, maybe she wanted Qi Shu to help him.
But the latter just stood not far away with his sword in his arms, without moving his eyelids.
Didn't see it at all.
The woman silently wiped away her tears and got up from the ground.
The two walked in the dark woods, one in front of the other.
The forest was even quieter than before, except for the sound of Qi Shu's footsteps stepping on the fallen leaves, there was no sound.
After an unknown amount of time, Qi Shu finally said, "Hey, how many more times do you want to take me around in this broken forest?"
The woman also stopped, her eyes confused and puzzled: "But I remember it was in this direction."
"Is it?"
There was a smile on the corner of Qi Shu's lips, but his eyes were cold. The woman dodged her gaze and raised her finger forward: "It's just ahead, really."
As soon as she finished speaking, the fog in front of her suddenly dissipated, revealing a small ridge of the roof among the layers of tree shadows.
"Look, I didn't lie to you!" The woman's eyes lit up.
"Well, I see." Qi Shu said, "Thank you, you can go."
"Go?" The woman looked back at Qi Shu, as if she didn't understand why he said that, "Where should I go?"
Qi Shu didn't answer.
He walked up to the woman, put two fingers together, and pressed it between the woman's eyebrows.
A little bit of spiritual power poured in from between the eyebrows, the woman opened her eyes wide, and said in a daze: "I... I have already..."
"You are dead." Qi Shu said lightly, "Don't be used by 'it', go."
Two lines of tears fell from the woman's eyes, and her body shriveled quickly, turning into a shriveled and charred corpse. She fell to the ground, and black smoke billowed from her body, soon covering her whole body completely.
"Take me home." The woman's choked voice came from the black smoke, "Please..."
After saying this, the corpse disappeared in place together with the black smoke.
Qi Shu closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I will."
Passing through the dense bushes, Qi Shu appeared in front of a courtyard that had been abandoned for a long time. The creek in front of the courtyard has dried up, the walls are mottled and peeling off, the inside and outside are silent, and there is no sense of popularity. It looks decayed and weird in this deep mountain.
The gate of the courtyard was ajar, and Qi Shu pushed it open to enter.
The moment he pushed open the courtyard door, the scene in front of him suddenly changed rapidly.
The broken bricks and tiles took on a new look, the withered weeds grew wildly again, and even a faint fragrance of peach blossoms could be smelled in the air.
This is what Baizhang Peak looks like.
"Little illusion..." Qi Shu didn't care, and walked up the stone bridge.
This place turned into Baizhang Peak, and Qi Shu became more familiar with it. He quickly searched around in the water pavilion, and finally stopped in front of his own room door.
There was no light in the house, but there were some strange noises coming from the house.
In the huge house, only here is the sound.
Qi Shu walked in, but the hand that was about to push the door stopped.
"Master, you are finally willing to see me."
"I knew you wouldn't leave me alone."
It was his voice.
But he couldn't remember when he said that.
Qi Shu frowned slightly, quietly walked around to the window, and pushed open a gap with the hilt of his sword.
The light in the room is very dark, but the cultivator's power is excellent, and it does not affect the vision.
As soon as Qi Shu looked in, he saw the self in the illusion boldly propped up his upper body and kissed the master's face.
Qi Shu: "..."
In the illusion, he was really brave, even daring to force a kiss.
But who knew, the Qi Shu in the illusion didn't stop from belittling the master, he fell back on the bed, tugged at the sleeve of the master, mumbling what he was talking about.
Qi Shu looked a little embarrassed.
He is usually so clingy.
Thinking like this, he moved closer, wanting to hear what "self" was talking about shamelessly, but saw his master suddenly lowered his head, and kissed those noisy lips fiercely.
Qi Shu: "...fuck."
In the illusion, Immortal Ling Xiao did not have the dignity and self-restraint of the past at all. He pressed the person under him firmly into the bed, and then kissed deeply.
In the room, only the rustling of clothes and "Qi Shu" moaning slightly uncomfortably could be heard.
What an illusion, the characters are out of shape too much!
Qi Shu blushed when he heard this, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and drew his sword out of its sheath.
— but was stopped by a hand.
Qi Shu turned his head and met those familiar eyes that were always calm.
It's over.
Qi Shu thought to himself.
The author has something to say: Qi Shu: It's over, it's over, it's over, he knows that I have a crush on him.
Gu Hanjiang: It's over, it's over, it's over, he knows that I kissed him.