Cannon fodder and the book-wearing hero's Shura field

Chu Jingchuan's first feeling when carrying someone behind his back was that it was light.

very light.

Lu Manman is slender and tall, so he shouldn't be too light.

Chu Jingchuan lowered his head and saw Lu Manman's hands wrapped around his neck, his white wrists showed faint traces of cyan, and his finger bones were slender, which was particularly beautiful.

Just too skinny.

I never noticed it before, it turned out to be so thin.

He was still distracted, and felt that Lu Manman turned his head slightly, and he could faintly smell the fragrance of plum blossoms in his nose.

She put her ear on and asked softly, "Brother, am I heavy?"

The hot air in his mouth was on his neck, Chu Jingchuan froze for a moment, he moved his lips, but did not speak.

"Brother, are you tired?" Lu Manman turned his attention to the side, and she suddenly reached out to Chu Jingchuan's forehead, "Let me wipe your sweat."

What a joke.

Chu Jingchuan thought to himself, how could a cultivator sweat.

When he saw that Lu Manman's plain veil was stained with obvious water marks, he stopped talking for a moment.

At this time, Mu Yunjin's short-sighted little fool came over and asked, "Brother, are you hot?"

Chu Jingchuan turned to look at him.

Mu Yunjin continued: "Why don't I carry my junior sister on my back."

I don't know if it was Mu Yunjin's illusion, but he felt that the air in the mountains seemed to be much colder after saying this sentence.

Mu Yunjin shrank her neck subconsciously.

Chu Jingchuan said coolly: "If you really have nothing to do, why not help Mr. Chen down the mountain."

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin turned her head and looked at the old man who was left behind alone.

The mountain road ahead is rugged and the road is not easy to walk. It is really difficult for an old man who is over fifty years old to walk this mountain road.

Fine.

Back at Chen's house, Chu Jingchuan found Pei Ning and asked him to take all his disciples to nearby residents' homes to inquire about the news, to see if there were any people who saw the headless man besides Wang Po.

And he himself, while taking care of the sick Lu Manman, cited the Taoist talisman and passed the news of Pingjiang Mansion to Yun Wuchen.

In the evening, all the disciples who had gone out came back.

"Senior brother." Pei Ning still wrapped himself tightly in the rough gray coat, only showing a pair of eyes.

Chu Jingchuan knew that he had such a personality, so he didn't say much, but said in a low voice, "How about it."

Pei Ning spoke slowly. Hearing that the people next to him were about to die of anxiety, Mu Yunjin said quickly: "Sure enough, there are indeed several families nearby who saw the headless man. They reported it to the government, but they didn't believe it. their words."

Chu Jingchuan looked at Pei Ning.

"En." After Mu Yunjin finished speaking, Pei Ning nodded heavily.

Mu Yunjin: "..."

Pei Ning took out a piece of paper from his arms, which was a simple map he had drawn by himself.

He raised his head towards the nearby pavilion, and Chu Jingchuan and his juniors walked over with him.

"Here," Pei Ning said, "according to the timeline, it is the first common people to encounter the headless man.

He pointed there and made a circle there.

He had inquired with the people around him that the place was named Xiantai, which was named after a huge beheading platform.

However, it is said that because it is a former building, it has been abandoned for a long time.

Chu Jingchuan lowered his eyelashes, looked at that place and thought for a moment.

Pei Ning stretched out his fingers and used his spiritual power to swim along the trend, and continued, "There are also people here in Yukou."

Next, he circled several locations.

Chu Jingchuan pursed his lips and asked for a while, "Wang Po is the last one?"

"No," Pei Ning shook his head, pointing his finger, "The last one is here, the one who saw him was a little girl..."

Seeing his face change slightly, Chu Jingchuan frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The little girl was stabbed," Pei Ning said slowly, "with the scimitar in his hand, but luckily it wasn't serious, and it wasn't life-threatening."

Although the girl's life is not in danger, the fact that this sudden injury just shows that the evil spirit of the headless man has become more and more serious.

Chu Jingchuan lowered his eyelids and said softly, "If that's the case..."

If so, then find him as soon as possible.

Chu Jingchuan turned his gaze, and saw that the places Pei Ning circled with spiritual power connected little by little into a clear line.

Obviously, this headless man is not wandering around randomly, but has a clear route.

Where is he going?

Chu Jingchuan frowned as he looked at the line formed by the gathering of spiritual energy.

"This headless man came out of Sendai," Chu Jingchuan looked at the simple map, tapped the stone table a few times without rhythm, "go straight along this road."

The last location is obvious.

He and Pei Ning looked at each other, and they both had clear eyes: "It's Mount Daze."

……

The setting sun casts a dividing line between Yin and Yang in the yard.

The old man in the yard was raising his toes to reach a basket of herbs, while Chen Atao was playing with stones at his feet.

Chu Jingchuan looked at the old man with full hair but still straight waist, walked over silently, and helped him fill the top basket of herbs.

Chen Chengxuan turned around and saw that it was Chu Jingchuan, he stretched out his hand to take it, and said in fear, "Thank you, Master Immortal."

Chu Jingchuan passed him directly, and put it in the wooden box where the herbs were piled up, "Should I put it here?"

Chen Chengxuan was even more fearful, "Yes, yes, it's here."

By the time the two of them had packed up all the herbs in the yard, the sun had already set.

Chu Jingchuan stood in the yard, dressed in white, with his hands behind his back.

He seemed to be choosing his words carefully, Chen Chengxuan saw him, "Is there something you want to ask, Master Immortal?"

After Lu Manman was carried back by him, Mr. Chen said that she was caused by the wind and cold.

However, Chu Jingchuan felt that it was not such a simple wind and cold.

He curled his fingers almost inaudibly, "Old Chen, Lu... Is my junior sister's illness really just a common cold?"

Chen Chengxuan didn't seem to expect him to ask this question, he was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "Master Xiao Xian is indeed just an ordinary wind chill, but..."

"But what?"

Although his voice was still indifferent as usual, Chen Chengxuan felt a bit of urgency inexplicably.

"However," Chen Chengxuan stroked his snow-white beard and said, "Little Immortal Master's body is weak, his inner qi is weak, it is difficult to gather spiritual power, and he is prone to diseases. Take today as an example, everyone else is fine, and he is alone. She was the only one who caught the cold."

Chu Jingchuan frowned: "How could this be?"

Chen Chengxuan said: "It should be a childhood affliction. I can't see it now, but it will gradually appear as I grow older. If I don't treat it, I'm afraid it will get worse..."

Chu Jingchuan walked away for a while.

Lu Manman called him in a low voice, and he came back to his senses.

At this time, she was half lying on the collapsed chair, and her voice was muffled due to illness.

Without the usual woman's delicacy, she looked a little depressed.

But it sounds surprisingly good.

"Ok?"

Chu Jingchuan raised his eyes, but didn't hear what she just said clearly.

Lu Manman was amused by his reaction, and said in a low voice, "I said, have you found the whereabouts of the headless man?"

Chu Jingchuan's eyes were unconsciously focused on her wrist, which was slender, and the straight and smooth curves of muscles and bones could be seen during the movements.

"I found it." Chu Jingchuan looked away.

After Lu Manman heard the words, he sat up and was eager to try, obviously very interested.

Chu Jingchuan said: "Don't look at me, it's none of your business, just your spiritual power, it's not enough to send it up to someone's teeth..."

The corner of Lu Manman's mouth froze, as if feeling a little lonely.

Chu Jingchuan suddenly remembered Chen Chengxuan's words, he hesitated to speak, after a while, lowered his eyes, and comforted him with some awkwardness: "Don't worry, it will be fine."

Lu Manman looked up: "???"

He felt that Chu Jingchuan was a little strange today, and he looked at him with sadness and pity.

"Senior brother," Lu Manman moved his lips and asked with his eyes a little stiff, "tell me, do I have some terminal illness?"

Chu Jingchuan suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, "Why do you ask such a question?"

Lu Manman stopped talking, and lay down on the bed looking hopeless.

Chu Jingchuan was speechless.

With his hands behind his back, he used his indifferent and inhumane mouth to explain for the first time, and then he made it clear that she was just suffering from ordinary wind and cold.

Lu Manman seemed to reluctantly believe his words.

Chu Jingchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on Lu Manman's red pure pendant, and he said as if changing the subject: "Have you heard the legend of Mount Daze?"

Lu Manman blinked, his slender eyelashes left a row of silhouettes on his eyelids.

Chu Jingchuan held his hand behind his back and moved his fingers. He said, "It is rumored that at the beginning of the world, Daze conceived a god. He is different from us practitioners. He is a god born by nature. According to rumors, he is dressed in white. When I went out, ten thousand lotuses bloomed together, and the holy sight of a thousand cranes, the world called him Lord Crane Lotus."

"Huh? He Lianjun?" Lu Manman was a little curious, "What about now? Is he still there?"

Chu Jingchuan said indifferently: "If you're dead, you'll be dead a long time ago."

Lu Manman: "..."

So, what is the point of your telling this story?

Her face was paralyzed, and she covered her head with the quilt, not wanting to talk to this person.

Chu Jingchuan continued: "However, there are rumors in the world that in the depths of Daze Mountain, where Lord Helian died, infected by his immortal energy, a white snow lotus was bred, capable of life and death, flesh and bones, it is a hard-to-find treasure."

Lu Manman showed his eyes and the upper half of his face, his eyes lit up and he said, "Really?"

"Fake!" Chu Jingchuan glanced at her and said word by word, "Okay, it's time for you to rest."

Lu Manman didn't want to sleep, his mind was still thinking about the hard-to-find treasure, and he looked like a money fanatic.

"Don't dream." Seeing this, Chu Jingchuan took care of her mercilessly, "If it really existed, it would have been found by others after so many years. If it hadn't been found by others, with your little spiritual power, I can't find the treasure yet, so I fold it myself first."

Lu Manman looked at that inhumane mouth with resentment on his face.

He muttered softly: Is there such a thing as hitting a girl?

or individual?

Chu Jingchuan squinted at her: "Speak up, I can't hear you."

Lu Manman grinned: "Brother is so kind, thank you for the bedtime story."

Only then did Chu Jingchuan walk out satisfied.

He walked slowly in the yard, stretched out his hand to draw a Dao talisman, thought about it, but finally didn't post it, and squeezed it out.

The disciples of Qingfeng Mountain surrounded the Headless Sha at the pass of Daze Mountain.

In the middle of the night, a lone moon hung on the top of the mountain.

Chu Jingchuan held the long sword in his hand and listened to the wind and grass around him.

Boundless darkness extended into the dark hole, and the disciples in white robes and green crowns stood facing the wind.

The golden rune in Peining's hand dimmed for a moment, and he lowered his voice and said in a muffled voice, "Here we come."

The disciples of Qingfeng Mountain squeezed the swords in their hands, Chu Jingchuan looked ahead, saw a figure appeared, and said loudly: "Formation!"

The disciples lined up and looked forward warily.

A crooked figure appeared in the field of vision, tall and tall, wearing copper-colored armor and dark-colored robes, holding a machete in his hand.

The knife looked very heavy, with a round opening on the back and a ghost head carved on the handle.

The blade was sharp and sharp, and it shone coldly in the moonlight.

Only then did Chu Jingchuan see the knife in his hand clearly, and he exchanged glances with Pei Ning, both saying bad things in their hearts.

Ghost head knife.

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