The evening wind blew over the edge of the cliff, carrying a faint fragrance of green grass, and rolled into the bottom of the cliff.
Wu Zheng quietly stood behind Ye Qingtang, his slightly narrowed eyes reflected the little figure standing under the moonlight.
So thin and petite, stepping on a dangerous place, it seems that just a little touch will fall into the abyss.
Wu Zheng raised his hand slowly, and suddenly stretched it towards Ye Qingtang's back. The moment his fingertips touched the material of Ye Qingtang's clothes, he suddenly closed his five fingers and grabbed Ye Qingtang's hand tightly. Pull Tang's clothes back!
"Lord Ye, it's windy at night, it's too dangerous here." After pulling Ye Qingtang back a few steps, Wu Zheng immediately withdrew his hand and took a step back with downcast eyes.
Ye Qingtang looked at the handsome young man in front of her, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, but soon she returned to normal, and said with a smile, "Thanks, I just saw a broken stele under the cliff. Was someone buried?"
Wu Zheng's eyes trembled slightly, but when he raised his head, his eyes had already calmed down.
"The adoptive father once said that the reason why this Juling Villa is named Juling is because the aura here is surging and everything is exuberant. It is rumored that thousands of years ago, there were evil spirits who were besieged and eradicated by powerful men. It was buried in this Juling Mountain, and the spirits of all things were used to suppress its souls and gods, and they would never be reborn. The inscriptions were left by the strong men who killed evil spirits thousands of years ago, but they are already in dilapidated condition. I can’t read what I wrote.”
"Evil spirits..." Ye Qingtang lowered her eyes, and the corners of her eyes glanced at the broken inscription on the cliff.
Although most of the above pictures and texts have been smoothed by wind and frost, but in the broken part, you can vaguely see a picture and text similar to a beast, but it is a bit broken, and it is unknown what kind of beast it is.
"It's getting late, Lord Ye, let's go back first..." Wu Zheng said suddenly.
Ye Qingtang smiled and didn't say much, just nodded slightly so that Wu Zheng could leave the edge of the cliff together.
And just after Ye Qingtang and Wu Zheng left the cliff, on the cliff, in a hidden cave, in the darkness, a pair of gloomy eyes suddenly opened...
Wu Zheng sent Ye Qingtang all the way back to the attic and then left. When Ye Qingtang stepped up to the second floor, he happened to meet the pharmacist who was walking down.
The pharmacist looked at Ye Qingtang, and immediately bowed his head respectfully.
"Master Ye."
Ye Qingtang glanced at the pharmacist holding a basin of water in his hand, and said with a smile, "My senior brothers and sisters, I will trouble you, pharmacist."
"Where, where, my lords are infected with blood plague because of me in Juling Villa. We should be like this. How dare you bother to say anything, Lord Ye is really old." Pharmacist said humbly.
Ye Qingtang smiled, and the corners of her eyes swept over the pharmacist's hands holding the water basin, a smile suddenly appeared in her eyes, she turned and walked up without saying anything more.
The pharmacist went downstairs with a basin in his hand, poured the water at the door, looked at the empty attic in a blink of an eye, and then walked out. His hunched back slowly walked across the road and directly entered a In an unremarkable little house.
In the house, Wu Zheng, who was expressionless, was sitting at the table with his eyes downcast, thoughtful. When he heard the door opening, he raised his head slightly, glanced at the pharmacist, and then lowered his head again.
In the room, the pharmacist was wiping his hands, with his back to Wu Zheng, and the room was extremely silent for a while.
However, after a moment of silence, the pharmacist suddenly said: "That Master Ye, what are you doing at night?"