After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

The torrential rain fell in the middle of the night, and the sound of falling on the ground and the enchantment was particularly noisy. Fang Yuan didn't know when he fell asleep leaning against the door of the tent. In a daze, he felt someone walking around outside.

"Someone give me a hand."

"Let's put it here first, lightly."

Fang Yuan opened the curtain of the tent and looked out. The heavy rain had stopped, and a group of people gathered around the front of his tent, muttering.

He got up and went out, pushing aside the crowd: "What happened?"

Looking down, there was a man lying on the ground covered with a white cloth. He was dead.

It can be seen that the dead person was fatter, and the white cloth was obtained from no one knows where, but half of his body was exposed outside, the white cloth was stained with water, and the blood on it was washed into pink.

"He's dead, don't you know?"

Fang Yuan shook his head, he slept very deeply tonight and didn't know anything.Kneeling down and lifting the white cloth, Fang Yuan was startled when he saw the man's face. The man's eyes protruded outwards, and his tongue seemed to protrude slightly. His mandible was almost crushed and sunken. The marks of the five fingers still glowed with a faint purple light.

This person's face was not far from beyond recognition, but he still recognized the dead person as Wu Cang.

Wu Cang's tent is next to Fang Yuan. When it rains, he moves things in and walks back and forth in front of Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan thinks he is obstructing his view and scolds him. Why did he die suddenly? ...

Fang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable, and his heart was dry and uncomfortable.

He lowered his head to check other wounds on Wu Cang's body, a white corner of his clothes drifted into his peripheral vision, and he turned his head to see that it was Xiao Zijun.

Xiao Zijun looked fine, but his lips were a little pale and lacked some blood.

"Master, Wu Cang... is dead." Fang Yuan gave up his seat to Xiao Zijun, and the people around him dispersed.

After Tu Tianmu saw the purple light on Wu Cang's neck, he decided that the magic point was nearby, so he sent people from Pingzhou City to search nearby, and Xiao Shan also went to a group of people, and now they are doing a little bit of carpet search.

"I know, he has encountered a demon."

Now Wu Cang's shoulders are particularly terrifying, distorted beyond human form. Fang Yuan reached out to close his open eyes, but Xiao Zijun grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't move."

The purple light on his neck suddenly burst out, almost hitting Fang Yuan's hand.

"How could this be?" Fang Yuan looked at Xiao Zijun, and saw that he was also frowning, and his expression seemed not very good.

"There is Yu Wei."

"Wu Cang is just an ordinary little disciple, why are these demons trying so hard to kill him?"

Fang Yuan couldn't understand, with Wu Cang's cultivation level, even if he stumbled across something that shouldn't be seen by accident, he would be killed with one move. Why did he crush his mandible and then strangle him to death, making him die so tragic.Before Fang Yuan had time to think about it, he heard Song Jian's voice.

Maybe it was because they didn't find anything after searching around, Song Jian and Xuan Wen came here with their sabers, Song Jian looked at Wu Cang on the ground, and his tone was a little cold and even mocking: "Yes, Wu Cang It’s just an ordinary disciple with no one to protect him, and his tragic death is nothing more than a sigh.”

Song Jian clearly had something in his words, he was looking at Wu Cang, but he was speaking to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan stood up and met Song Jian's eyes. The 16-year-old Fang Yuan was just growing tall, and he couldn't tell much on weekdays. Compared with him and Song Jian, he was about the same height as Song Jian.

"Senior Brother Song, I know you are angry, so it's fine if you say a few words, enough is enough."

Fang Yuan knew in his heart that Song Jian was outspoken, and he usually got along well with him, but he was always worried about Xiao Zijun's acceptance of his apprentice, and he hurt Xiao Zijun again. Song Jian was like a firecracker, but Unexpectedly, Song Jian's firecracker has not been turned off after a night, and it will start again.

"What you did yourself, let others say a few words less?"

"I didn't do it on purpose, what else do you want?" Fang Yuan was also angry, and yelled at him.

"What do I want? I want you to be honest. I heard that the magic can control people. Don't wait until you can't help me..." Song Jian suddenly stopped talking in the middle, because he glanced at Xiao Zijun was staring at him, and he realized that what he said was a little too radical.

"I……"

Fang Yuan was about to turn back when he opened his mouth, but Xiao Zijun was ahead of him: "Fang Yuan, shut up and go back to rest."

"Master!" Fang Yuan frowned.

Xiao Zijun repeated: "Go back and rest."

Fang Yuan went back to the tent and lowered the curtain with a swipe. He was not angry, but Song Jian's words seemed to wake him up. The devil will control people, so will it control people to kill...

Wu Cang is dead, there must be some movement when everyone finds out, he sleeps so deeply tonight, if Wu Cang was not carried here, he would not know what happened, and Wu Cang is the person who lives closest to him ...

He looked at the same purple light in his palm as on Wu Cang's neck, and didn't even dare to think about it.

After dawn, Fang Yuan first followed them to bury Wu Cang, then joined the search team, and rummaged with everyone here. He tried to sense it, but there was no response at all, as if the spiritual power itself was his own. the same.

Near noon, Fang Yuan's team came back, but they still found nothing.

Xuanwen set up a small pot with something boiling in it, Fang Yuan leaned over and saw that it was white fish soup, he stirred it with a spoon, took a sip and drank it: "It's so fresh, brother, where did you get the fish? ?”

"When I went out in the morning, I saw a river. Someone was catching fish in it, so I caught one by the way." Xuanwen handed him a stone. Stones and a few green leaves, this is a simple mortar made by Xuanwen.

Fang Yuan has always admired Xuanwen from the bottom of his heart. He is handsome, gentle, and good at cooking, and any woman will be happy to marry him in the future.Xuan Wen has no shortage of female cultivators to like him in Xiaoshan, but he is different from his master and is suitable for living. Xiao Zijun has not been in contact with female cultivators for many years, so he has added a layer of myth to the hearts of many female cultivators.

Seeing him in a daze, Xuan Wen patted him on the shoulder: "What are you thinking?"

Fang Yuan smiled: "Nothing."

"Go and mash these leaves, there is no salt here, this kind of leaves are not poisonous, the juice has a slight salty taste, wait to put it in the soup to enhance the taste."

Fang Yuan took a stone mortar and stood aside pounding the leaves. He saw Xuanwen turning over the fish soup with a spoon. Put the lid on for a while.

"Brother, everyone is looking for demons, will we be discovered if we start a small business here?"

As soon as Xuanwen raised his head, Fang Yuan saw his clear eyes filled with smiles: "Who told you to drink it for you? When it's cooked, you can send it to the master."

Xuanwen lifted the lid of the pot, and the aroma of fish soup rushed over. Fang Yuan sniffed it, and Xuanwen handed the filled fish soup to Fang Yuan: "Don't spill it."

So it wasn't for him to drink, okay, the injury is the biggest, but he is also the injury, the injury on his arm has not fully healed yet.

Fang Yuan went to find Xiao Zijun with fish soup.

Xiao Zijun stood outside his tent, Fang Yuan called him, and he turned his head.

"Master, drink the soup."

Fang Yuan held the soup bowl, but Xiao Zijun didn't take it with his hands behind his back. Fang Yuan looked at his hands and said, "What's wrong? Master's hand was hurt too? How about I feed Master?"

Xiao Zijun paused, and reached out to take the soup bowl: "You are becoming more and more disrespectful."

Fang Yuan retorted: "How can I have no respect for elders? I only have Master in my eyes." After speaking, he laughed himself, "Master, drink it quickly, it will be fishy when it is cold."

Xiao Zijun took a sip of the soup, and Fang Yuan asked, "How does it taste?"

"light."

light?No way, Fang Yuan obviously smashed a lot of leaves, he saw Xiao Zijun holding the soup bowl in his hand, and tasted the fish soup with his hand.

I tasted it in my mouth: "It's not light, Master, the fish soup itself is fresh, and it won't taste good if you add too much salt..."

He saw Xiao Zijun staring at him with a bit of surprise in his eyes, licking his lips, there was a faint salty taste on it, he realized what he had done, he held Xiao Zijun's hand to him Take a sip of his fish soup from the bowl?

"Master, with your look, you don't think you dislike me, do you?" He symbolically pointed to the side of the bowl he just drank, "I just tasted a little, you drink it over there."

"Xiaoyuan." Someone called him in the distance, and when he looked back, it was Xuanwen. Fang Yuan was worried that he had no reason to slip away. When Xuanwen called him, he immediately replied loudly: "Senior brother is here!"

"Master, the soup won't taste good when it's cold. Don't forget to drink it. I'm leaving first." Before Xiao Zijun could return to him, Fang Yuan turned around and slipped away, leaving Xiao Zijun alone with a sword and a soup The bowl stands there.

Xiao Zijun looked down at the soup bowl, he held it in his hand, and his thumb was clasped on the edge of the bowl. When Fang Yuan was drinking the soup just now, he felt a warm touch, which shocked him at that time.

After a while, the soup was almost cold, so Xiao Zijun drank the fish soup in one gulp.

They stayed in this place for six full days, and almost dug the ground three feet from morning to night, but found nothing.

Tu Tianmu took his stone and wandered around like a treasure all day long. The blood stone was always glowing purple, but he couldn't find it. After a long time, everyone began to question Tu Tianmu.

"Does your stone really work? Today is the seventh day, and the back mountain is so big, it is impossible to find it."

"Is there something wrong with the stone or the location? There is a certainty. How long are we going to stay here?"

A group of people chattered, Tu Tianmu's head was getting bigger, and the bloodstone was not his, how did he know.

I was suffering from a headache, and suddenly someone from Pingzhou City came to report that there was a cave in the woods over there, and there was something abnormal in the cave, like purple light flickering.

Tu Tianmu was overjoyed, as if he had married a daughter-in-law: "Come on, let's go and have a look!"

Xiao Zijun originally stood aside, but now he also followed, Fang Yuan subconsciously stopped Xiao Zijun: "Master, you are still injured, why don't you wait and see?"

How could Xiao Zijun be persuaded by one or two words of his, if he could be persuaded, he would not have come.Xiao Zijun followed Tu Tianmu and Song Jian said to Fang Yuan when he was passing by, "Are you still following?"

Fang Yuan didn't say much to him, and bypassed him to chase Xiao Zijun.