Bevan Mountain

After Fu Nanxing returned to Mount Taihe, he entered the mountain gate and turned around the peaks. He could already see the solemnity of the whole mountain. Above the main peak, the star tower was gloomy.

The majesty and gold are gone, only the mountains are plain white, draped under the tiles in the forest, and the mountain wind blows, like high piles of white waves, invading layer upon layer.

At this time, the scorching sun was clear, but the sun and the moon were clearly dim in the mountains.Fu Nanxing didn't feel sad, but he couldn't breathe.Shi Shang rested for a while, then continued to go to the Star Observation Tower.

In the building, white silk and plain satin are hung all over the eaves, paper banners stand in clusters, yellow paper fills the sky, everyone wraps their heads and wears mourning, and weeps.

Looking up at the high platform, you can see the utensils of the five grains and the utensils of suppressing evil. There are alchemists performing the ritual of attracting souls, throwing talismans, and dispersing yin and yang to separate the body and the spirit.Several senior brothers accompanied the attendants, the curtains were closed, and the mourning was expressed.

Fu Nanxing stood at the foot of the steps in silence, reaching out to touch the white banner beside him.When the disciples saw Fu Nanxing coming back, they all knelt down on the ground. Pei Lan put on the sackcloth filial piety clothes and knelt in front of Fu Nanxing, mournfully: "Young master, the master passed away..."

There was no emotion on Fu Nanxing's face, he just asked softly, "How did my father die?"

A disciple next to him stood up, clenched his fists and said angrily, "It's a witch! It's a woman! I saw her kill the landlord with my own eyes!"

"Huh?" Fu Nanxing paused for a while, then tilted his head and whispered, "Wuyue?"

"No..." Another disciple also stood up, and said in a deep voice, "It's the national teacher. It was the national teacher who suddenly pulled the landlord to block him. When the wizard saw the landlord, he stopped immediately, but... no In time..."

"Got it..." After Fu Nanxing finished speaking, he picked up the filial piety clothes in front of him, and walked towards the mourning hall while wearing them.

On one side of the mourning hall, there are alchemists fetching water and chanting scriptures.In the center is Fu Yichen's cypress coffin, with Jiuyou lamps placed at the foot of the coffin, and an incense table at the head of the coffin has set up a coffin.

There are folded white characters next to the spiritual seat, and there is a burner of incense in front of it, and the incense candles on both sides are burning high.The ever-bright lights are lined up all around.

Fu Nanxing walked to the coffin and looked down: "Why is it empty?"

"It's just empty..." Mrs. Fu came over, her eyes were reddish, and there was a sad voice, "The two disciples who came back said that the national teacher was hit by a thunderstorm, and many people were blown to pieces."

Fu Nanxing nodded, and gave another soft "hmm".

Madam Fu saw that she was not sad and her expression was normal, she couldn't help being stunned: "Nan Xing, it's your father who died!"

Fu Nanxing said quietly: "I know, I heard about it when I was at the foot of the mountain."

Madam Fu opened her mouth in a daze, only to feel that this man suddenly looked cold and heartless, and she shivered: "Nan Xing...you...do you have a heart..."

Hearing this, Fu Nanxing murmured in a daze, "Yes, in the sea..."

The red waves of the West Sea rolled up in front of his eyes like a curse day by day, Tsurumi returned to the capital restlessly.He wanted to find Mu Yunjun to push back the marriage, but met Han Mengao on the way.

"Brother Han, are you back?"

Han Mengao looked back and saw that it was Tsurumi, and said with a smile, "I'm back, but I didn't get the rhino horn, and something happened."

Tsurumi hurriedly asked, "Then my adoptive father is okay?"

Han Mengao said: "Fortunately, I was injured a little and I'm recuperating at Jingshi Mountain."

"Are you seriously injured?"

"It's not too heavy, but I just need to rest. It's inconvenient to disturb me these days—do you have something to do with him?"

Tsurumi thought about it and replied: "It's okay... I'll go when he is better." After saying goodbye to Han Mengao, he returned to his house.

Han Mengao stood on the spot for a while, and after making some calculations, he went back to Jingshi Mountain.

After the two battles of Xuanming Mountain and Yiwang Mountain, the National Teacher's Mansion lost nearly half of the people, and it was time to recover.

Han Mengao led his men and horses, pondered all the way, and arrived at the foot of Jingshi Mountain before he knew it.

Mu Yunjun was indeed still alive, but he was seriously injured, half dead, and more than a dozen doctors took turns to take care of him.

Han Mengao came into the room, put the screen back, and sat on the side of Mu Yunjun's bed with his clothes lifted, and said in a joking voice: "Muyun Jun, can you hear me?"

Mu Yunjun lay weakly, not moving a muscle.

Han Mengao smiled, and said to himself: "You should know that on the way back, I poisoned you—it was the poisonous weed I brought back from Xuanming Mountain, and the antidote is only found on Xuanming Mountain, and I also poisoned you." Bring it back."

Finally, Mu Yunjun opened his eyes slowly, breathlessly, and said breathlessly: "When I was at Yiwangshan, you were the one who laid hands on me. You know that Wugan man, and you have already planned to replace him. I."

Han Mengao laughed and said: "Replace you... It's not impossible - just now I went to see the king, talked about the current situation of the National Teacher's Mansion, and offered a few treasures brought back from Xuanming Mountain. The king said , let me take care of the affairs of the National Teacher's Mansion for you temporarily..."

Mu Yunjun thumped the bed weakly, and could only look angrily in his eyes: "What the hell are you trying to do!"

Han Mengao didn't answer, but asked, "What is Guiyue?"

"So you're doing it for Guiyue? I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I only know it's a heaven-reaching treasure passed down from the Wu ancestors..." Mu Yunjun closed his eyes, "You should ask Jiang Wuyue."

Gao Zao of the Han family ordered people to look for Jiang Wuyue everywhere, but he didn't know who was kidnapping her. After searching for more than a month, there was no news, so he sneered: "Why do you think I saved you? As long as you are still alive, Jiang Wuyue Wuyue will definitely appear again. Now only she knows where Guiyue is."

"I never expected Guiyue to be in the hands of Mr. Zelin..." Mu Yunjun murmured bitterly to himself, and then asked, "When will you give me the antidote..."

"I didn't think about it..." Han Men stood tall and said as he walked outside, "If you are obedient, I will give it to you."

When approaching the door, Han Men Gao suddenly stopped again: "By the way, Tsurumi said he would come to see you in a few days. You'd better not let him know too much - otherwise, you will never get the antidote .”

As soon as he left the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, there were several knocks and calls from the foot of the mountain, and Han Mengao regained his composure and flew out in a few steps.

On a flat ground outside the mountain, there were bursts of flames, a group of guards with guns surrounded the outside, and a group of alchemists in the inner circle rose and fell to cast spells.In the red light, You'er's eyes were terrified, and he cut and cut decisively.

Han Mengao was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone stop!"

The sound of fighting faded away.You'er heard Han Mengao's voice, and looked over sharply: "Who killed Master?"

Han Mengao had never seen her so stern, but was startled for a moment.Only then did they disperse the crowd, walked over and pulled You'er aside, and whispered: "Junior Sister, do you still remember Zhenyuan Jun's senior brother, Mu Yun Jun's senior brother—that Zelin Jun?"

You'er didn't know what it meant, he just took it as an excuse for not answering, and kept silent for a while.

Han Mengao lowered his voice, and moved closer to You'er: "Master...is Mr. Zelin!"

You'er was silent for a moment, then suddenly his expression changed drastically, he suddenly raised his head to look at Han Mengao, but felt that he could only hear the cool breeze pouring into his ears, and his eyes were dazed as if he couldn't see anything.

Han Mengao was not in a hurry, he stood silently and waited for her to come back to his senses.

After a long time, You'er gradually saw the people and things in front of him clearly, and murmured, "How do you know..."

"Hey, at Yiwang Mountain, Master himself recognized it."

You'er closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and opened his eyes to look at Han Mengao: "So, Master was killed by Jiang Wuyue?"

If it is true, You'er must go to Jiang Wuyue, with her three-legged cat magic, will she not be killed by someone with a flick of her finger?

But if he said no, You'er would immediately make a big fuss in Jingshi Mountain, and it would be easy if he didn't keep dying.

It's not that she can't be restrained, it's just that as soon as he took over Jingshishan, he imprisoned a girl of unknown origin and inextricably linked with him. I'm afraid that the set of background stories I compiled for myself will eventually be leaked;

Secondly, there are many people in the mansion, if she hears gossip one day and makes a fuss, wouldn't it be possible to shoot her to death with an umbrella?

Furthermore, this matter has nothing to do with her at all, why should she be involved, the younger sister who has always been loved since childhood, is somewhat unbearable...

While Han Mengao was still hesitating, he heard Youer ask in a cold voice, "Why did Master suddenly go to Yiwang Mountain?"

"This... I don't know, maybe I saw it on the road and followed me..."

"Why didn't you save Master when you were there!"

"I... I'm powerless!"

"I'll ask again, how did Master die!"

Han Mengao still decided to use his tricks and stabilize her first.What's more, seeing that the two of them have a very close relationship, as long as they send someone to follow her, then whether Jiang Wuyue came to find her or she found Jiang Wuyue, wouldn't he benefit from it?

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, I'm just worried that if you find out the truth, you will go to Jiang Wuyue for revenge, and it will be dangerous..."

"Whether there is any danger is my own business."

"Okay..." Han Mengao said helplessly, "At that time...it was too chaotic. Mu Yunjun originally set up a thunder formation to capture Jiang Wuyue, but after Jiang Wuyue learned that his master was Lord Zelin, he led him into a trap. The thunder hit Master... When I saw it, Master had already been hit..."

You'er listened silently, slowly flexed his fists, and coldly glanced at the alchemists around him, in the bright and in the dark, and looked at Jingshi Mountain behind Han Mengao, above the clouds and below the clouds.Suddenly showing a wry smile, he turned around and was about to leave.

Han Mengao looked at her thin and cool back, carrying Jiang Wuyue's sword box on her back, suddenly thought of something, and raised his voice to ask: "What is the relationship between you and Jiang Wuyue?"

You'er stopped for a while, and turned his face sideways: "Didn't you say that you want to make a dowry for me?"

"Yes……"

"The relationship between me and her is that you can directly send the dowry to her."

The Han family suddenly solidified like a clay sculpture, forgetting the original plan, only repeatedly groping the meaning of the words, and when he came back to his senses, You'er had disappeared in the forest on the outskirts of the city...