"Wanshou Temple is the national temple of Nanzhao. It is not easy for ordinary people to get close to it, let alone search it." When Wanshou Temple was mentioned, Pan Kang's brows instantly frowned and he spoke with a serious expression.
"Hmph, if a mere Nanzhao tries to stop us from finding the Dragon Wood, I won't mind flattening their Nanzhao kingdom." Pan Kang's worry aroused Geng's pride, and he immediately narrowed his eyes and spoke with a bad face.
"Brother Geng is absolutely right. If you need help, I am willing to lend a hand." Han Xun immediately agreed.
"As long as I can save the general, I will be willing to do anything for you."
"So does Wang."
"It's also a discount."
Everyone responded, and was filled with heroic spirit.
Just when everyone was getting ready to go, suddenly a soft hum was heard.
Although the voices are low, you are no ordinary people. No movement can escape their eyes and ears.
Following the sound, everyone immediately turned their heads to look over, only to see Yuchi Jin on the brocade cushion slowly turning over and getting up. Her lazy and delicate beauty was like a sleeping crabapple tree in spring or a swaying snow lotus.
Perhaps she had just woken up, her eyes were half asleep and she seemed unable to find her focus for a moment.
When she finally came to her senses, she was suddenly shocked to see so many strange burly men looking at her with complicated eyes, and her body instantly stretched into a bow.
Only when she realized that everyone was just looking at her and had no ill intentions did she feel relieved.
What needs to be said here is that the treatment provided by Shan Hai Jing made Yuchi Jin fully recovered, without even a scar left. It was obvious that the spirit of the weapon was very considerate to the woman, not only clearing the filth from her body, but also tidying up her clothes.
Unlike Zhu Li, who also had no scars but was covered in blood, the weapon spirit ignored her.
It was not until the breeze blew that she felt that she was not indoors. Looking around, she saw the gurgling river without ripples, the green mountains in the distance, and the blue sky. It was a beautiful place.
The scenery is beautiful, but how did I get here
With this doubt, she suddenly turned her head and saw a familiar face. If she remembered correctly, the Taoist priest was named Dong Ningyang, a disciple of the Yanshan Haichan Immortal, and was ordered to protect Zhu Li's family.
Yuchi Jin felt that something was wrong with Dong Ningyang's expression. He looked sad and his eyes flickered, revealing an infinite sense of tragedy. What could have happened to make a Taoist priest look like this
By the way, who is the person Dong Ningyang is holding in his arms? Why does he look so familiar
With this doubt, Yuchi Jin slowly moved her gaze downwards, and a face she had been thinking about day and night suddenly came into her sight.
"Zhu Li?!"
The person in Dong Ningyang's arms turned out to be Zhu Li, which surprised her, but her heart suddenly trembled.
Why is Zhu Li’s face so pale
Why can't I sense any life from him
Blood, the scarlet blood-stained clothes, finally came into her sight. It was so bright and shocking.
In the eyes of everyone, they saw a slender jade-like figure stand up suddenly, and then jump in front of Dong Ningyang.
The beautiful woman's hands were very white, as white as snow and frost, but they kept trembling, and her whole body seemed to be shaking as well.
Seeing the man she loved most lying in a pool of blood, Yuchi Jin was in disbelief at first, but then had to accept the fact. She stretched out her hands, slowly at first, but halfway through, she suddenly held Zhu Li's face.
"What happened? Why are you like this? Speak up. How did you get into this state?"
Yuchi Jin screamed at the top of her lungs. This scene made her collapse. She wished that this man could give her some reaction, but no matter how she slapped his face or how she screamed, Zhu Li was like a corpse, unmoved.
Women are made of water. Water is the mother of all things. It can nourish all things and also drown everything.
Hot tears are also water, a little bitter and a little salty.
When the tears flowed, although they could not drown everything, they completely blurred her vision.
At this moment, her strong and powerful heart solidified instantly, like a flawless piece of glass, breaking and shattering bit by bit.
By the banks of Longquan River, the breeze is still blowing, but it is mixed with mournful sobs, making the gentle warm wind seem to suddenly bring the coolness of the autumn night.
The world seemed to have completely fallen silent at this moment. Everything around had lost its color and sound.
Yuchi Jin held Zhu Li's head tightly in his arms, as if it was the only treasure in his life and was unwilling to let go.
In the dim light, she seemed to see Dong Ningyang, who seemed to be telling her something with a sad face, but unfortunately she couldn't hear it.
She seemed to see five or six strong men as strong as tigers kneeling on one knee and bowing to her, but unfortunately she still couldn't hear anything.
... ... .
The whole world seemed to be getting farther and farther away from her. The world was dead silent. Only she was standing in this dead silent world, hugging her lover and crying like rain.
When the wind blew, she could not feel the temperature, and it only brought her endless coldness; the warm sun in June made people lazy, but it only brought her gray beauty.
"No, if this goes on, this girl will probably hurt her heart and die of despair." Zhu Qia instantly saw that something was wrong with Yuchi Jin. There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. Extreme sorrow can kill a person instantly.
In later generations, many people seemed fine, and even when they went to the hospital, no disease was found in them. However, they suddenly committed suicide or died unexpectedly without anyone noticing.
Among these people, quite a few have been living in a world without warmth.
In the cold world, they chased the sunshine but could never get the warmth they wanted. Their hope became increasingly slim and the world became colder. When the world froze to a freezing point, tragedy occurred.
And Yuchi Jin's condition is obviously a sign of this.
Zhu Li used his own life to exchange for the life of this lady. If she was allowed to wither away silently, it would not only be a betrayal of Zhu Li's original intention, but would also make others feel regretful.
Heaven is cruel, but does it envy the love in the world
Zhu Qia, who has lived for who knows how many years, has seen the ups and downs of life and has been pursuing the most precious things in the world. However, true love in the world often succumbs to reality, and this happens everywhere. Isn't this the jealousy of God
No, he couldn't just watch all this happen before his eyes, he had to stop this woman from self-destructing.
If a person closes his heart and indulges in sadness, isn't that self-destruction
If you want to rescue such a person, you must give her hope. Hope is the dawn of life.
Human beings are a humble yet tenacious life form. For the illusory hope, they will instantly burst out with unparalleled motivation to pursue and strive.
What's more, the hope that Zhu Qia wanted to give to Yuchi Jin was not illusory. As long as everything went well, it could be realized.
As soon as the thought came to his mind, Zhu Qia immediately gathered his voice into a line and poured it directly into Yuchi Jin's ears: "Madam, the general can still be saved, but he needs one more thing."
Yuchi Jin didn't care what Zhu Qia said, but the three words "can be saved" immediately made Yuchi Jin's dead eyes flash with a divine light.
Yuchi Jin suddenly turned to look at Zhu Qia and said solemnly, "Old Taoist priest, no, senior, how can I save him? What happened to him? What can I do to save him? What should I do?"
Yuchi Jin finally came back to his senses, which made Zhu Qia secretly relieved. When he saw the other party asking, he hurriedly said, "There is a magical object in Nanzhao called Dragon Wood. According to the Taoist's calculations, this object must exist, but I have not calculated where it is exactly."
"If we can find this sacred tree and nourish Zhu Li's wounds, he should be able to recover as before."
"Long Mu?" Yuchi Jin still held Zhu Li's head tightly in his arms, looking a little nervous.
"Yes, ma'am, as long as we find Longmu, it should not be difficult to save the general. The senior has already told us the clue about Longmu. Wanshou Temple in Nanzhao and Xi'er River may be Longmu's hiding place." Wang Qian hurriedly looked at Yuchi Jin with a solemn face. Although he was very resistant to Zhu Li's way of exchanging his life for his own to save this lady.
But ever since Yuchi Jin woke up, his heart-wrenching cries, his grief-stricken look, his expression of despair, and so on, this series of changes made him realize that the relationship between these two people was truly a rare love in the world.
There is an old saying: "If a husband has a wife like this, what else could he ask for?" Life is short, with a little over a hundred years to spare. It is not easy to find a confidant, and it is even harder to find a virtuous wife. If any man meets a woman like this, he would be willing to die for her a hundred times. What reason does he have to resist
The change in mentality immediately made the veteran feel relieved, and he hurriedly spoke out to comfort her.
Yuchi Jin listened to what Zhu Qia and Wang Chen said, and immediately started thinking in her heart. Wanshou Temple was easy to deal with. In her opinion, it was just a house, and it was easy to search whether openly or secretly.
But the Xi'er River is different. The cost of searching a river, the manpower and material resources required, are unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Yuchi Jin immediately turned to look at Dong Ningyang: "Sir, where are we now, and why are we here?"
Facing Yuchi Jin's question, Dong Ningyang quickly said: "My wife, we are now in Shu. As for why we are here..."
When the reason was mentioned, Dong Ningyang hesitated.
Seeing Yuchi Jin's performance just now, he was afraid that once he told the truth, the lady in front of him, who had finally come back to life, would collapse again in an instant, and that would be a great sin.
"My lady should know that you were seriously injured. The general brought you to Shu to seek medical treatment. He had just cured you when he was attacked by a man in black. When we arrived here, the general was in this state." Dong Ningyang did not dare to lie to Yuchi Jin, but Zhu Qia had no such concerns. As soon as he opened his mouth, he turned the incident of Zhu Li risking his life to save Yuchi Jin into an attack.
However, the traces left at the scene did look a bit like a scene of an attack. After all, Zhu Qia and the black-robed man Li Xing actually had a fierce battle here.