The master and his apprentice woke up Yan Qingsu Si and walked out of the ruins. As soon as the four of them appeared, they were surrounded by the villagers.
In order to verify the authenticity of the twin roots, someone took out his blood bottle and tried it with wine. As soon as the wine entered the blood bottle, the man fell down with a gulp, emitting a strong smell of alcohol.
With the precedent set and the presence of Sister Mian and Yindeng as witnesses, Shi Jingzhi spent most of the night persuading the villagers to reassure them.
The noise subsided and the sun rose.
At that time, Fox was anxious to get away, so he used a trick to divert the trouble. He pushed Yan Qing and drew the villagers' attention to "Yan Qing saved all the blood bottles". Poor Yan Qing had been cautious for many years and had never experienced such a scene. He was scolded by the villagers on the spot, and his face was almost the same color as his eyes.
The people of Yuanxian Village were unaware of Yan Budu's bad reputation, and were fooled by Shi Jingzhi, so their offensive was particularly fierce. Yan Qing couldn't resist, so he had to use Su Si as a shield. Su Si was also a seasoned man who was used to the market, and he immediately got into the role and started to fool people.
While the villagers' attention was distracted by the two servants, Shi Jingzhi grabbed his apprentice and slipped away.
The two headed straight for the forbidden demon tree.
They did not find any information about Yan Budu in the goddess' bedroom. According to records, Yan Budu "was hated by the villagers for deliberately destroying the demon tree", but the demon tree was still there, and this was the only clue left.
No one was watching, so Shi Jingzhi immediately dropped his airs. He rolled up his long sleeves and scrambled around on the tree. Yin Ci couldn't stand it anymore, so he tiptoed onto the ground and also jumped onto the tree, carrying his monkey-like master to a higher place.
Shi Jingzhi did not hide the envy in his eyes: "Aci is good at Qinggong, teach me."
Yin Ci didn't want this man to die easily, and he had some intention of teaching him. However, since they were called master and apprentice, it was unclear whether Shi Jingzhi was willing to return the favor. In the end, he didn't say anything, but Shi Jingzhi brought it up himself.
Yin Ci said with a smile: "Master, shouldn't you call me Master instead?"
Shi Jingzhi raised his eyebrows and said confidently: "They say that teachers are here to impart knowledge and resolve doubts. Even if imparting knowledge is not possible, teachers can still impart knowledge and resolve doubts. Besides, there is a saying called 'Don't be ashamed to ask questions'..."
Yin Ci wanted to kick the fox off the tree, but he held back.
"Preaching and answering questions?" He did not hide the teasing in his voice.
Shi Jingzhi looked at him, and his non-serious look gradually disappeared: "Yes, I will teach you and answer your questions."
Yin Ci also stopped smiling.
Looking at Shi Jingzhi's expression, he thought of the words "I will never let you down".
Under the Tomb of the Ghost, Shi Jingzhi had also said "I will never let you down". At that time, Yin Ci felt that this person's sincerity was groundless and very suspicious, and it sounded like Shi Jingzhi was saying it to himself.
When the wind had just dissipated, the affection in Shi Jingzhi's words faded a little, and it sounded more like a promise.
The demon tree was very wide, and the two stood steadily. The smell of burning in the forbidden land mixed with the fresh smell of leaves, vaguely with the scent of burning incense on the altar.
When Yin Ci spoke again, he was no longer joking. He became really curious: "Master, what do you think I have that needs to be solved by an outsider?"
"Master is good at judging people. Mortals have seven emotions and six desires, seven of which are written on their faces and three of which are in their actions. I accepted Yan Qing because he was pure and had few desires. I kept Su Si... Although he wavered between good and evil, he was persistent in love and righteousness."
Shi Jing took a few steps forward, truly revealing some of the temperament of a teacher.
"Aci, I still believe that you are an upright person, but why do you want nothing?"
Yin Ci's heart tensed slightly, this time not because of Shi Jingzhi's "unkind" aura, but because of the other party's sincere tone. Such a short sentence pierced into his heart and actually brought out some pain.
Over the past century, love, hate, and vengeance have become a mess, and all has ended in vain. He could not think of any other wish except to "want to die".
"Maybe it's because I'm too bored. I envy my master. He keeps saying that he is hopeless, but he still has a lot of fun."
Yin Ci's words sounded sarcastic, but Shi Jingzhi laughed. He once again showed his mountain king's attitude, hugged the high branch, and hooked his finger at Yin Ci: "Ah Ci, come up."
Yin Ci: “…” For the first time, he discovered that his cheap master was extremely gifted in choking him and leaving him speechless.
This person is not only gifted, but also inexplicably unique. The tree branch is narrow and crowded. If they climb up by themselves, the two of them can only become monkeys hanging on the tree branch. Is Shi Jingzhi's problem finally going to affect his mind
"Come up." Shi Jingzhi beckoned again.
"No."
"This is Master's order."
Yin Ci took a deep breath and climbed up the branch. He didn't cling to the tree like Shi Jingzhi, but stood on the branch lightly, like a flying bird.
The branch was not thick, but it was able to support two grown men at once, and it was bent quite dangerously.
"Okay, what's your next order?" Yin Ci poked Shi Jingzhi who was clinging to the branch.
Shi Jingzhi curved his eyes and said, "If Ah Ci leaves Yuanxian Village, he won't come back again, right? Even if he comes again, he won't come to this place."
"Is it like this?"
"If I hadn't called you up here, you would never have been here in your life. Even if you could live for a hundred years, it would still be the same."
Shi Jingzhi carefully adjusted his posture and sat on the branch unsteadily.
"Isn't it interesting? Even though such a small corner is very close, most people just take it for granted. However, no matter how ordinary the scenery here is, it can be called unique in the world."
The sun was rising, and everywhere was a golden glow like a sun fire. Shi Jingzhi looked at the rising sun from afar, and his joy was beyond words.
For some reason, Yin Ci's anger suddenly disappeared. He stared at Shi Jingzhi who was enjoying himself, and a bitter yearning arose in his heart.
Some people have this talent, even if they are sinking into the abyss, they can still dig out some unrealistic hopes from the bottom of the abyss. Yin Ci almost hated this innocence, but also wanted to hold it up so that it would not fall into the mud too early.
It seemed that in this way, he himself could also use that ray of light and not live too hard.
Yin Ci stood silently for a while, then sat down next to Shi Jingzhi.
Shi Jingzhi's tone became more and more cheerful: "It is said that Yan Budu had vision flesh before he disappeared, and he just happened to be here. There are elixirs that can cure all diseases, and there are also immortals. How could it not be related to vision flesh?"
Yin Ci just looked at him: "Yeah."
"And since I came here, I haven't vomited blood, and my pulse is similar to that of the residents here. My strange illness must be related to the gods here. Ancient magic arrays, the purpose of flesh statues, and the traces of true gods. There are so many puzzles to solve. If you continue to follow me, I guarantee you won't be bored... Maybe after walking for a long time, you can find what you want."
"Um."
In fact, he wanted Shi Jingzhi's gold and fire, but he wanted to use the gold and fire to burn his body for a long time. Shi Jingzhi must cooperate with him, and this matter cannot be rushed.
Shi Jingzhi didn't know what his disciple was thinking, so he continued: "How about this? Does it count as solving your... Ouch!"
His base was unstable, and his hips slipped, and he was about to fall off the branch. Yin Ci grabbed his master and sighed, "Just consider it a solution, a one-to-one or two-to-one solution."
"Aci, don't move."
"how?"
"Lend me the Shadow Sword."
The fox was dangling in the air, with its sword pointing at the tree bark. The twisted and cracked bark was peeled off, revealing a line of bold and powerful characters -
Have you seen it? If you have, go find Bald Donkey.
Shi Jingzhi and Yin Ci: “…”
Shi Jingzhi: "It's Yan Budu's handwriting, the same as the one under the ghost tomb." But his tone was quite impatient, without any elegance.
Yin Ci: "The Chen Temple is to the west of Yongsheng. If you are going directly from Lingjiao to Lingjiao, it is not surprising that you pass by here."
When new clues appeared, Yin Ci's slight sadness suddenly disappeared and his tone became hard again.
Shi Jingzhi suddenly realized: "If we were to say which sect is the least interested in seeing meat, it would be Jianchen Temple. They chose to hide the clues in Jianchen Temple. Yan Budu is really... Tsk."
Then he cheered up: "I have something to do in Jianchen Temple, so this is a good way to kill two birds with one stone. Let's rest for a while and then we'll be on our way."
The two finally got down from the tree and landed in front of the tree gate. The remaining Yang Fire was still burning, and there were bursts of burning smell coming from the tree gate. Shi Jingzhi turned around and looked for a while, then said something inexplicably: "Bai Wei didn't have to die."
Yin Ci stopped.
"He clearly said he would not give up his life, but in the end he still fell into the flesh statue. Even if he used this to protect the lantern, when he first made the decision, he didn't know how long he could hold on."
"Maybe he just saw his lover in pain and didn't know what to do." Yin Ci answered skillfully.
He had seen this kind of situation too many times. However, Shi Jingzhi's situation was special, and Yin Ci didn't expect his master to understand much.
Sure enough, Shi Jingzhi shook his head: "If I were him, I would never be so reckless."
After that, he turned away without looking at the forbidden area. Yin Ci, however, was still looking at the tree gate and did not follow him immediately.
He thought of that strange dream again.
The fragmented pain may be transmitted unconsciously by the flesh. I wonder if the crying stopped after the fire
What is the self that has lost its human face in the dream
Shi Jingzhi was right. The journey became increasingly dark and bizarre, so it was definitely not boring.
A few days later, the people of Yuanxian Village quietly packed up their belongings and headed for the small bridge at the entrance. They took their blood bottles, sealed them carefully, and hung them on their chests as if they were treasures.
The arm that led the lamp was still broken. She held the dog demon in one hand and walked, looking back every few steps.
“Why are you moving?”
"The immortal said that we must leave this place as soon as possible and establish relationships with people outside the mountain. This way, even if the bad guys come to retaliate, they won't dare to be too blatant." Sister Mian squatted down and coaxed her softly.
"But my sister died outside after only three days." Yindeng still couldn't understand something so complicated. Just equating "ascension to heaven" with "death" took all her energy.
"It's okay, your father and mother are with you."
"Can I still see my sister?"
Yindeng raised his head, his eyes were swollen like peaches.
"I dreamed of her yesterday. She waved to me. Will I never see her again?"
Sister Mian didn't answer. She carried the little girl onto the dog's back and touched her head.
"Let's go." She said, "Xizhuang is very close to Yuanxian Village. Let's move there. If Alu wants to see you, she won't be unable to find you."
"Um!"
Four people from the Kushan Sect stood at the head of the team, and Su Si was still holding Master Bai, whose hair had lost a lot. Even though the goose monster had extraordinary intuition and managed to save its life under the wind blade, it also suffered a lot and lost countless goose feathers.
They left after all.
The warm wind and flowers were left behind, and people performed the ancestral rituals, silently entered the bridge hole, and walked out of the shrine. The mountain was quiet, with light snow falling, just like when they came.
The four people from Kushan Sect left the team as soon as they left the shrine. Yan Qing seemed to be worried about something and looked back from time to time, and was almost grabbed by Su Si's neck. The master and the apprentice endured the cold, neither of them wore a robe, and tried their best to wear white clothes that fluttered and exuded fairy spirit.
When they were out of everyone's sight, Shi Jingzhi was still fine, but Yin Ci's lips had turned blue.
Shi Jingzhi wrapped his apprentice in a cotton-padded jacket and exhaled a large cloud of white steam: "Damn it, I forgot it's winter outside."
"Just now I saw a man and a woman by the woods, waving at us." Yan Qing rubbed his red nose. "Didn't everyone in Yuanxian Village leave?"
Su Si didn't care: "You must have seen it wrong."
"… also possible."
"Shh, don't talk about these weird things." Sect Leader Shi couldn't sit still any longer. "Anyway, let's go down the mountain first. I have to find something to store the elixir. It's so cold that even the jade shell will freeze and crack."
He took out a piece of magical jade from his chest and carefully examined it.
Then a scream was uttered.
The green liquid in the transparent jade turned into a turbid earthy yellow, and the jadeite suddenly changed and looked like a lump of mud. The head of the sect was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The dream is broken and everything is as it was before.
Yin Ci patted his master's back sympathetically, just to comfort him. However, as always, it was not only him, the master, who was in pain.
Not far away, the Ling Cult's signal fireworks suddenly rose up, exploding into a cloud of red mist.
Shi Jingzhi wiped the blood from his mouth and said in a bitter voice: "... Yan Qing, your family is here."
The people of Lingjiao were really cunning, and Zheng Fengdao seemed determined to use them as cushions for the corners of the bed. Now that Su Si had been added, it was just right to cushion all four corners of the bed.
Well, I can only run away.
Yin Ci picked up his master, and Su Si grabbed Yan Qing. The two who were better at Qinggong stepped on the snow and fled for their lives skillfully.
At least the Xinchen Temple is a safe destination. I hope Yan Budu really has hidden clues there, and is not just playing tricks on people with his inexplicable monk complex.