Lin Yan wanted to grab his neck at that time, but Xiaodong couldn't explain how he escaped.
Ordinarily, there was such a huge disparity between Lin Yan and his kung fu, it would be easy for her to catch him with her eyes closed, but she just didn't catch him.
After Lin Yanjian was drawn out, Xiaodong clearly saw murderous intent in her eyes.
The pendant was tied around the neck with a rope, which may have been cut at that time.
If the elder brother hadn't come quickly, his neck should have been cut off together.
"What's wrong?"
"It doesn't matter, even if the pendant fell, it should still fall in the house. I'll just go back and look for it. Don't worry, master. I'm not injured. Thanks to the senior brother who came in time."
Li Fulin knew that the little apprentice had a pendant that was always worn around his neck. When he went up the mountain, the weather was warm and he wore few clothes. Li Fulin had seen it twice and knew that it was a relic left by his parents, so he cherished it very much and kept it. Wear it around your neck and never leave your body.
"Then go back and look for it carefully. If you can't find it, tell your brother and others to help find it together. You shouldn't lose it."
After all, the pendant is not a valuable material, if it is precious jewelry and jade, maybe some people will be greedy and take it for themselves. This pendant is important to Xiaodong, but worthless to others.
Xiaodong nodded.
As long as the pendant is still on the mountain, it will definitely be found.
Seeing that Xiaodong was restless, Li Fulin knew that he was worried about the pendant and wanted to go back to find something, so he asked Jiang Fan to take him back.
After the two of them went out, Mo Chen asked: "What did the master want to say to the younger brother just now?"
Xiaodong couldn't see it, but Mo Chen could see it, and I believe Jiang Fan should be able to see some clues.
"Something happened in the back mountain."
Mo Chen frowned slightly: "What happened in the back mountain?"
There is nothing beside the back mountain, only cemeteries and tombs. In addition to the seniors of our sect, there are also some unowned graves. Xiaodong's uncle, Senior Yun, is also buried there. They just went there a few days ago.
What is there to plot for? There is no treasure, and no sect secrets, even if others have plans, they shouldn't start there.
Understanding Mo Chen's question, Li Fulin nodded: "Something happened to those tombs. Your junior brother and the others went to see them just now. Those deserted tombs on the east side, including your junior brother's and his uncle's grave... were all destroyed. .”
Just now Li Fulin wanted to tell the young apprentice about this matter, because Xiaodong suddenly found out that the important pendant was lost, so Li Fulin changed his mind after such an interruption.
Don't tell the little apprentice about this, at least not now.
When he and Mo Chen and his disciples heard the news, their first reaction was not shock and anger, but great doubts. Li Fulin understands, and Mo Chen also understands that the other party has spent so much time and effort, the plan must be not small, and I don't know how long they have been planning behind the scenes. Although they still don't know anything about it, not even who the opponent is, but they will definitely find out the result of this matter.
Tell Xiaodong about this now, for fear that the child will not be able to bear it.
Li Fulin changed his mind when the words were about to come out, and decided to hide this matter from him for the time being. It's not too late to tell him the matter when the matter has a clue, or when the little apprentice grows up a little more calmly.
When thinking this way, Li Fulin's mood did not relax for a while. Looking at the young apprentice who just turned around in the ghost gate and was ignorant of these things, Li Fulin only felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibility as a teacher.
The little apprentice didn't even come out, if it wasn't for his cleverness, he would have been murdered right under his nose. Not to mention that his uncle's grave was destroyed, which made Li Fulin feel even more ashamed to say these things to his little apprentice.
Mo Chen took a deep breath and asked, "To what extent is the damage?"
"The ground has been scraped off a layer, and many graves can't be found at all, and the original burials... are all gone."
Mo Chen suddenly stood up: "Master, you mean, their bones are all there?"
Li Fulin nodded with difficulty.
Jiang Fan just walked outside the door, the senior brother didn't know about the back mountain, but he and Linglong already knew about it. Not only did he know, he had also seen it with his own eyes and checked each one.
Not to mention those unowned tombs, the tombs of Senior Yun and the others just went to pay homage to them a few days ago, and Jiang Fan deliberately paid more attention to them. Those deserted tombs didn't even have a stele, and Jiang Fan didn't even know who was buried inside, and he couldn't find out if he checked carefully. But Senior Yun was only buried this year, and he was the younger brother's uncle, so Jiang Fan looked around, trying to find... cough, to see if he could find the bones.
But after searching around, there was nothing left except the broken and scattered coffin slag.
He ordered people to tidy up the cemetery as soon as possible, and the stele was lifted up, trying to make it look good.
Jiang Fan was also puzzled all the way, thinking about what his master and brother said in the past, what kind of mortal enemy is there in this sect? You must know that digging graves is something that ordinary people and enemies cannot do. You must know how much hatred you have to dig up the graves of their ancestors? With the style of our school and the personality of the master, how could we form such an enemy
If it wasn't for revenge, who would move this barren hill with dry bones and wild graves except the enemy
Alas, if my junior brother knew the news, I don't know how uncomfortable it would be.
Xiaodong went back in a hurry, and first searched inside and outside of his house, digging out all the cracks in the bricks. The pendant said it was big or small, maybe Lin Yan's sword swept past yesterday, although he didn't hurt him, it cut the rope that tied the pendant.
I searched the house and the yard, but found nothing.
If it didn't fall here, it might be...
Xiaodong turned his head and looked out the window.
It was already dawn, and his gaze swept across the yard, over the wall, and towards the snow-covered mountains.
Xiaodong's heart suddenly turned cold.
The elder brother chased him out last night with his back on his back, but he really walked a long way. At that time, it was dark and the wind was strong, and he was in a daze, not knowing where he went or where he passed. Along the way, there are mountain streams and wild forests...
Xiaodong was very reluctant to admit it, but he knew in his heart that if it really fell on the road last night, it would be very difficult to get the pendant back.
His heart felt empty all of a sudden, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
Xiaodong has never seen his parents face to face, and has no other relatives except his uncle. His uncle told him that his father died while he was still in his mother's womb, and his mother passed away after giving birth to him. Xiaodong didn't know what they looked like. All he had was the memory and sustenance of his parents. a pendant. Uncle didn't know the origin of this thing, only said that when he brought Xiaodong over, Xiaodong only had this pendant on him.
There is nothing that can replace this thing for him, but he didn't take good care of such an important thing, the only relic of his parents. If he hadn't carried this around his neck, but kept it close, he wouldn't have lost it when he was attacked last night.
He stood for a while, tied up his trouser legs, and walked out.
Go find it anyway.
That pendant will not break, this Xiaodong is sure. Not only will it not break, it is not afraid of water. If he can't find it in one day, he will look for it for a few more days, even if it takes a year or a half, or even ten or eight years, he will always get it back. (to be continued)