"Alas..." Jiang Wuchao sighed again.
Lu Xiaochan raised her hand and tugged at the Locking Fairy Silk. The light golden light immediately attracted Jiang Wuchao's attention.
Jiang Wuchao was shocked and wondered what kind of magical weapon the looming silk was.
"Brother Wuxi, tell me, what caused a village to suddenly become so desolate that not even a single living person can be seen?"
Shu Wuxi replied: "It's just a trick."
Just a few words, like a thousand-pound mountain, fell on Jiang Wuchao's heart.
His shoulders trembled. The disciples of the Meng family were not very skilled in cultivation and had insufficient foundations, so it was understandable that they were deceived by the trick. However, after more than 300 years of cultivation, he had also found the way. This meant that the evil spirit that deceived him was extraordinary!
He looked at An Heng again, and was about to breathe in his inner energy so that he could at least explain what the evil spirit lurking here was, but Lu Xiaochan spoke up: "Brother Jiang... That An Heng should really be dead, right? I really can't hear him breathing at all."
The thunder woke the dreamer. Jiang Wuchao looked again and saw An Heng with his eyes wide open, his face was ashen, and there was a large pool of blood on his chest. His lungs were empty! His body had long been stiff. Why did Jiang Wuchao feel that he was still alive even though he had carried him all this way
Oops! This is also a trick!
Suddenly, An Heng raised his hands stiffly, covered his chest, and a whimpering sound came from his throat.
“My heart…where has my heart gone…”
Jiang Wuchao drew his sword in an instant and retreated a dozen feet away.
Lu Xiaochan gasped, pointed at An Heng and said, "That... that dead man is moving again!"
"I told you a long time ago, don't mind your own business."
What I meant was, don't ask me to let Jiang Wuchao in, or you won't be able to hear this horrifying scene.
Jiang Wuchao gritted his teeth. If he hadn't met Shu Wuxi and Lu Xiaochan, he would have been tricked and would have been attacked by the evil spirit outside the temple. It was because he heard that there were other people that the evil spirit stayed quietly in An Heng's body, waiting for the opportunity.
When Shu Wuxi talked about the method of breaking through the eye barrier, the evil spirit in An Heng's body could no longer hold back.
The moment he drew his sword, Jiang Wuchao formed a sword formation and rushed forward, heading straight for An Heng's face.
A small silver bell on the hilt began to shake, and the crisp sound of ding-ling-ling gradually evolved from the gurgling stream into the sound of huge waves crashing on the shore. Lu Xiaochan immediately realized that it was Jiang Wuchao who was driving his sword formation, and immediately raised her hands to cover her ears.
The evil spirit in An Heng's body was absorbed by the sword formation and refined in an instant.
Jiang Wuchao sheathed his sword and went to check on An Heng. An Heng turned his head with difficulty, and his eyes regained a bit of clarity.
"An Heng!"
"Evil... evil temple..."
After saying these two words, he took his last breath.
Jiang Wuchao still wanted to use his true Qi to save his life, or at least make him explain what happened, but it was too late.
"Is he dead?" Lu Xiaochan put down her hands that were covering her ears.
"Yeah." Shu Wuxi responded lightly, pulled the fairy-locking silk, and Lu Xiaochan lay down on Lu Shu's body, "Go to sleep."
Jiang Wuchao turned around and stared hard at Shu Wuxi's face, which showed no emotion.
There are three thousand immortal sects in the world plus the Four Directions Sword Sect. Which sect does not take it as its mission to eliminate evil spirits and righteous wind? This can not only improve cultivation, but is also the responsibility of cultivators. But this senior seems to have taken nothing seriously. Not only is he indifferent to the innocent people being invaded by evil spirits, he doesn't even care about the life and death of the immortal disciples.
Jiang Wuchao's heart trembled. Could it be that... this young man is not a senior from the Immortal Sect at all... but an evil person from the Demon City
At this moment, Shu Wuxi was just looking at Lu Xiaochan who was about to fall asleep with her eyes closed. It seemed that his eyes had never left Lu Xiaochan since Jiang Wuchao came in. As the firelight flickered, Shu Wuxi's profile actually had a bit of evil charm... It was as if as long as Jiang Wuchao blinked, Shu Wuxi would swallow Lu Xiaochan in one gulp.
Jiang Wuchao clenched the sword in his hand and became worried.
If this Shu Wuxi really came from the Demon City, he must be a demon with great cultivation. Moreover, Shu Wuxi did not carry a sword with him. Was he trying to lure this blind little beggar into the path of evil, or was he trying to sacrifice him to the evil god
Lu Xiaochan was originally sleeping facing outwards, but she turned over and slept facing inwards again.
After sleeping for a few seconds, he sat up again.
"Brother Wuxi! There's a dead person in the temple! I can't sleep!"
"There's a dead person. Why can't you sleep?" Shu Wuxi asked.
"You... aren't you afraid that An Heng's spirit will come back and become a ghost to take your life?"
"No. The fact that An Heng was invaded by a low-level evil spirit with anger shows that his cultivation is very shallow and he cares too much about fame and gain. Since his cultivation is shallow, it is even more impossible for him to condense his soul after his death and become a fierce ghost."
Jiang Wuchao listened to him quietly. This young scholar knew exactly what categories all the evil spirits in the world belonged to. He didn't believe that he was not an evil spirit believer from the Magic City.
"I still can't sleep, I'm hungry!"
In fact, Lu Xiaochan couldn't eat anything at all. He always felt that the evil spirit in An Heng's body should not be the one that deceived Jiang Wuchao. Besides, the vicious Madam Meng was not found either. Lu Xiaochan felt uneasy.
"I prepared some food for you."
Shu Wuxi took out an oil paper bag, which contained a few baked cakes.
Lu Xiaochan raised her head and sniffed, then stretched her head towards Shu Wuxi.
"Eat it."
"Just feed me! I was groping around in this dilapidated temple, my hands are dirty, and I didn't even know there was some dirt on me!"
Lu Xiaochan crossed her legs and looked up, like a chick in a nest waiting for its mother bird to bring back insects.
Shu Wuxi paused and said, "Promise not to move."
Not moving around means that Lu Xiaochan's claws cannot have any improper intentions towards Shu Wuxi.
"I promise."
Shu Wuxi pinched a pancake and put it to Lu Xiaochan's lips. Lu Xiaochan was stunned.
He actually didn't expect Shu Wuxi would actually feed him. Although he felt that Shu Wuxi had taken good care of him along the way and always responded to his requests, Lu Xiaochan felt both warm and bitter in his heart when he saw Shu Wuxi being so kind to him.
He took a bite of the scone and found it was still warm.
"Huh? Why is it still hot?"
They had been walking in the mountains for at least a day since they left Lushu Town. There was definitely no place selling cakes along the way. Shu Wuxi's baked cakes were naturally bought when he left Lushu Town. He knew from the fragrance that they were the pickled mustard greens baked cakes from Laohuai Lane.
"You don't like cold things, right? I'll keep it hot."
He used his chi to keep the scones warm.
“… You’re so nice to me.” Lu Xiaochan’s eyes were about to turn red again.
He could stand being beaten and scolded, but he couldn't stand someone being so nice to him.
When Jiang Wuchao, who was sitting far away, heard this, he felt a bad premonition in his heart even stronger.
Who would use their own Qi to bake a few cakes? This was simply the way a man in love would please his lover, but the question was, how could Shu Wuxi please a little beggar for no reason
Those involved in the matter are often confused, while bystanders can see things more clearly. Jiang Wuchao knew that the little beggar had a hard life. No one had taken care of him for so many years, and he was being coaxed so carefully by this scholar-looking evildoer. He might end up in deep trouble.
Jiang Wuchao felt pity for Lu Xiaochan. Moreover, he knew that Lu Xiaochan was kind by nature, so he couldn't bear to see him being led astray by the evil people!
But Lu Xiaochan seemed to trust this scholar very much. What was their relationship? Maybe she had misunderstood the scholar
"Hey, Lu Xiaochan, where are you going after leaving Lushu Town?"
Jiang Wuchao asked in a pretended casual tone.
"Me? My brother wants to take me to treat my eyes!" Lu Xiaochan said while chewing a pancake.
"Where can I go to get my eyes treated?" Jiang Wuchao thought, could it be that the scholar used this reason to deceive the little beggar
This is so despicable!
The little beggar was born blind, and it was obviously a problem he had from his mother's womb. Ordinary doctors could not cure it at all.
"Go... to Tailing Pavilion."
Lu Xiaochan knew that Tailing Pavilion was a famous sect of cultivators and had authentic medical skills. If she said this, Jiang Wuchao would probably think he was daydreaming. But he was a good person, so Lu Xiaochan felt there was no need to hide it from him.
Jiang Wuchao's fingertips trembled slightly, and he glanced in the direction of Shu Wuxi again.
Shu Wuxi was just putting the last piece of the pancake into Lu Xiaochan's mouth. Lu Xiaochan held it between her teeth and bit it. Shu Wuxi's fingertips gently supported the last bit of the pancake, and just as they were about to touch the tip of Lu Xiaochan's tongue, he quickly retracted his fingertips.
Lu Xiaochan licked the biscuit crumbs at the corner of her mouth and asked, "It's gone!"
"There are three more."
"That's good!"
Jiang Wuchao then asked: "But, do you know how to find the location of Tailing Pavilion?"
"I don't know. But it's good that Brother Wuxi knows!" Lu Xiaochan pulled the Immortal Locking Silk on her wrist, and Jiang Wuchao narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, he saw the spiritual pattern on it clearly, it was indeed the immortal sect magic weapon "Locking Immortal Silk", and it was impossible for someone to use it by evil means. He knew that Lu Xiaochan could not see, and the scholar used the "Locking Immortal Silk" to hold him because he was afraid that he would get lost, but he was just a little beggar, so the "Locking Immortal Silk" was a waste of talent, right
"Then you know that even a famous family of cultivators may not be able to find Tai Ling Pavilion. Being able to receive treatment from Tai Ling Pavilion depends on fate."
Jiang Wuchao wanted to hint to Lu Xiaochan that this "brother" next to you was most likely lying to you.
"Then just go with the flow. I've been blind for sixteen years anyway." Lu Xiaochan squinted her eyes and smiled, licked the pickled mustard greens stuck on her teeth, turned over, lay down and went to sleep again.
Jiang Wuchao sighed. Unless this scholar could use some tricks to suppress evil, he would have no idea where he came from.
If he didn't know where he came from, he wouldn't be able to feel at ease letting Lu Xiaochan follow him to look for the mysterious and missing Tailing Pavilion.
After eating, Lu Xiaochan forgot everything, including the corpse in the ruined temple. His breathing became deep and long, and he fell asleep soon.
Jiang Wuchao held his sword, he knew he couldn't keep staring at Shu Wuxi, it was very impolite. But he was sure that Shu Wuxi hadn't rested at all, but was supporting his chin and watching Lu Xiaochan all night.
At dawn the next day, a light mist was spreading outside the land temple.
Jiang Wuchao buried An Heng's body in the woods outside the land temple and took away the nameplate from him, intending to return it to the Meng family when the chance arises.
Jiang Wuchao returned to the land temple. He originally thought that Shu Wuxi would wake Lu Xiaochan up, but as long as Lu Xiaochan fell asleep, he had no intention of waking him up.
Jiang Wuchao remained silent. When the sun was high in the sky, Lu Xiaochan stretched and sat up.
"Let's go." Shu Wuxi gently pulled up the Locking Fairy Ribbon.
At this time, the spiritual beast Lu Shu was in the form of a white horse. It walked out of the temple gate obediently, lowered its body, and waited for Lu Xiaochan to climb up.
Lu Xiaochan touched his lower back and said, "I have to ride again! My legs and heels are still hurting..."
"Then I'll go get the carriage for you." Shu Wuxi said.
"Carriage?" Lu Xiaochan tilted her head and thought about it, and instantly understood that Shu Wuxi was referring to the carriage left by Madam Meng.
Two people died inside!
He doesn't want to sit!
"No! No need for a carriage! It's fine like this, with the breeze on my face, and I feel light and healthy!"
Lu Xiaochan climbed up using both her hands and feet.
Jiang Wuchao followed them and said, "This area is not very peaceful. I want to go with you two so that if you are disturbed by evil spirits again, I can take care of you."
Lu Xiaochan knew that Shu Wuxi didn't like outsiders, but this evil spirit seemed very powerful, and there was strength in numbers. Lu Xiaochan still felt more at ease with Jiang Wuchao around.
"That's right, Brother Wuxi! If Brother Jiang falls for the evil spirit's trick again and dies inexplicably, that would be too unlucky! Let him follow us!"
Lu Xiaochan said while sitting on a high place.
Jiang Wuchao was speechless. He originally wanted to protect Lu Xiaochan, the brainless little beggar, but after hearing what Lu Xiaochan said, it became them who had to take care of Jiang Wuchao. You know, he could have flown away on his sword and left this ominous place.
Shu Wuxi said nothing, but just walked forward into the fog.
Lu Shu carried Lu Xiaochan and followed behind Shu Wuxi. Lu Xiaochan kept shaking the Immortal Locking Ribbon, making a ding-ding-ding sound: "Brother Wuxi! Brother Wuxi! Is it okay?"
Shu Wuxi still didn't say anything. Jiang Wuchao knew that he was unhappy, but he still followed them.
The Immortal Locking Silk is full of spiritual energy. As Lu Xiaochan shook it all the way, the spiritual energy overflowed, making ordinary evil spirits dare not approach it.
They walked through the entire forest and actually saw a village.
Lu Xiaochan could hear various sounds from afar, such as the sound of chopping wood, the sound of rice washing water splashing at the door, and the sound of children playing around the water tank and catching fish.
Lu Xiaochan sniffed and the wind carried the aroma of food, the smell of sweat from men working, and the scent of milk from a baby.
They had just experienced the evil spirit's deception. Jiang Wuchao clenched his sword tightly, and for a moment he could not tell whether everything in front of him was real or an illusion.
"This... should be true, right?" Lu Xiaochan asked with her face tilted.
"Um."
After Shu Wuxi said this, Jiang Wuchao slowly loosened his hand.
"Can we rest here for a while? I seem to smell the scent of catfish stewed with tofu." Lu Xiaochan sucked her saliva.
Jiang Wuchao couldn't help laughing. This little beggar had a really sharp nose.
"good."
Shu Wuxi actually continued to pull Lu Shu for a while.
When the villagers saw them, they looked at them in surprise.
Lu Xiaochan was born fair and handsome. A girl who was feeding chickens couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, where are you from and where are you going?"
The girl's voice was sweet and Lu Xiaochan smiled immediately, revealing two dimples on her cheeks.
"I came from Lushu Town and was going to..."
Before he could finish his words, Shu Wuxi in front of him just raised his wrist, and Lu Xiaochan was pulled by the Suoxian Ling, and her whole body fell on Lu Shu.
"Brother Wu Xi! Why are you pulling me? It's so rude of you to be like this when a young lady is talking to me!"
"What is politeness?" Shu Wuxi asked coldly.
Lu Xiaochan couldn't answer.
They arrived at a house, and Lu Xiaochan's eyes curved with laughter: "So you brought me here to find catfish stewed with tofu!"
A woman was stewing food on the stove at the door of her house. Next to the stove was a small table. Her husband was holding the child and playing with him at the table. The family of three was having a great time.
Shu Wuxi walked up to him, and without saying a word, he said, "I want to buy your catfish stew with tofu."
Lu Xiaochan: “…”
Jiang Wuchao: “…”
Woman: “…”
The man came to Shu Wuxi holding the baby in his arms and said, "This young man must be from outside, right? This pot of catfish stewed with tofu is for my family to eat, not for sale. Besides, money is not useful in a closed village like ours."
Well, I was turned down.
Lu Xiaochan smiled immediately. He was handsome, and looked even more harmless when he smiled.
"My dear brother, my brother and I have been walking for several days and nights, eating only dry food along the way. I finally smelled the aroma of catfish tofu soup, so I couldn't help but bother you!"
Jiang Wuchao sighed. The little beggar still spoke like a human being.
The man and the woman looked at each other and said, "So that's how it is. Let's eat together!"
"Thank you!" Lu Xiaochan said, then he took out a little rabbit made of dough from his pocket and gave it to the little baby.
The little kid had never seen such exquisite little things before, and couldn't let them go. The man and the woman became more enthusiastic about them.
The woman scooped a large piece of catfish for Lu Xiaochan. Lu Xiaochan smiled, and the couple also smiled.
Jiang Wuchao knew that this place was only half a day's journey away from the decadent and decaying village. The people in this village might know what happened there and could guess what the evil spirit that caused all this was.
"Brother, sister, we were hungry all the way. We finally passed by a village last night. We thought we could ask for some hot soup, but there was no one there. What happened?"
Lu Xiaochan was also very curious and listened with her ears perked up.
The woman and the man looked at each other.
"This... Where should I start?"
It turned out that the dilapidated village was Hejia Village, which was only half a day's journey away from Lijia Village.
Decades ago, the two villages would trade what they had, marry each other, and live in harmony. Until one day, a woman came to Hejia Village. It was said that her parents had sold her to an evil lord. She was unwilling to be humiliated and fled all the way to Hejia Village.
The people of Hejia Village were kindhearted and took her in. A few years later, the village lady wanted to find a good family for her, but she was so beautiful that many young men in the village were attracted to her and they even fought with each other. Two young men even lost their lives.
Hejia Village had been peaceful for generations, and such a thing had never happened before. The mothers of the two young men hated the girl to death, and the other girls in the village also disliked her, so they drove her away. The girl went into the mountains, and it was said that she was eaten by wild beasts that night.
Several young men in the village who loved her went into the mountains to look for her body, but they never came back. From then on, every couple in Hejia Village had no peace and quarrels, and no family was harmonious.
The villagers said that the girl was resentful, so they built a temple for her in the mountains. In particular, girls who were about to get married would go there to pray for the art of controlling their husbands. In the first few years, brides who went to the temple to pray would be in love with each other, but within three years, the wives would kill their husbands and their families, cut out their hearts and eat them.
The villagers said that the temple was a temple of evil gods and wanted to burn it down. Everyone in the village went there, but they couldn't find it. However, after that, loving couples and their families were killed by having their hearts dug out. Over time, Hejia Village fell into decline and desolation.
Lu Xiaochan listened attentively, treating it as a story, but Jiang Wuchao lowered his head and frowned.
He knew in his heart that it was most likely the evil spirit that had attracted the girl's death and was taking revenge on Hejia Village.
Just when he wanted to ask where the legendary evil god temple was, Lu Xiaochan suddenly covered her throat and started coughing, her little face turning red.
"Oh my! Did the young master get stuck by a catfish bone? I'll get some vinegar!"
At this time, Shu Wuxi flicked a finger of true energy into Lu Xiaochan's lips, which then gently went into his throat and dissolved the fishbone.
Jiang Wuchao saw it clearly. The energy in that finger was pure and clear. It couldn't be evil energy. So Shu Wuxi must be a cultivator. But... who is he
Lu Xiaochan coughed twice and found that the pain was gone. He realized that it was Shu Wuxi who helped him, and immediately smiled in his direction: "Thank you, Brother Wuxi!"
The author has something to say: Lu Xiaochan: Brother Wuxi, do you know what your three thousand years of cultivation are for
Shu Wuxi: Looking for you and protecting you.
Lu Xiaochan: Wrong! It’s scones and fish bone melts! In short, it’s taking care of me!
Shu Wuxi: It can also make you feel very comfortable.
Lu Xiaochan:
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