disguised holy monk

Jiang Qimo took back Wu Yuan's medicine and handed it to Xuan Qing. Seeing the sad look on his brows, he couldn't help but remember Wu Yuan in his heart.

He was silent for a while, and comforted: "Don't be sad."

Xuan Qing clasped his hands together, his brows and eyes were full of pity, and the expression on his handsome face was like a fairy who pities all living beings.He sighed and said, "The sad thing about the poor monk is not that someone rejected his kindness, but that someone didn't cherish his life."

Jiang Qimo felt even worse when he heard the words. This person was only suffering because he was worried about the other party. He looked at Wu Yuan on the side coldly, and then said: "Some people are not worth your waste of these good medicines."

Bai Muzhi and the others also heard the conversation just now, and for a moment felt in their hearts the open-mindedness and kindness of Master Xuanqing, and even felt great dissatisfaction with Wu Yuan.

Only Wu Yuan's back was stiff when he heard it, and he was a little annoyed, his face was livid for a moment, he passed the crowd and walked straight in.

"Well, I don't believe that I can be poisoned to death without taking his rotten medicine?"

Wu Yao chased after him, and the others glanced at each other before continuing on their way.

Everyone raised their vigilance and moved forward, but along the way, except for the extra dense woods and some swamps that needed careful attention, they didn't encounter any situation.

Obviously countless people from the rivers and lakes disappeared here, but they didn't find any traces of fighting on the road, including traces of people, or even corpses.

The more they walked up the mountain, the colder it became. The mountain road was steep and rugged, and they didn't walk fast. By the time they got halfway up the mountain, the sky had completely darkened, and they couldn't see anything at a glance.

The temperature has also dropped to the point where there is white mist when exhaling. Others can use their internal energy to keep out the cold, but Xuanqing can't use his internal energy, so Wuxin hastily took out the clothes that Xuanqing brought and put them on.

Wu Yuan sneered when he saw it from the side, moved his tall figure deliberately, and said with a smile: "I haven't taken any medicine, but I'm in better health than some people this way."

"You..." Wuxin couldn't get angry, and wanted to rush forward to argue.

"Wuxin..." Xuanqing shook his head indifferently, signaling that he was okay, and appease the aggrieved Wuxin.

If this kind of mountain road continues to drive in the dark, I'm afraid there will be accidents. Bai Muzhi can only suggest: "Why don't you find a flat place to rest for the night, and everyone will take turns to watch the night, and we will start when tomorrow dawns."

Naturally, everyone had no objection, so they found a flat place, cleaned up the dead branches around them, and lit a fire in the center.

With the light and warmth, everyone felt a little more at ease.After a tiring day, they sat around the fire, took out water and dry food, and ate.

The places where the few people sat were somewhat distinct, Wu Yuan sat far away from Xuanqing, so Wu Yao followed him to sit far away.

Bai Muzhi and Xuan Qing were sitting together by the fire, Yan Fei was a woman after all, so she also sat in the corner to avoid suspicion.

Bai Muzhi turned the fire, with a solemn expression, "I don't know why, but I always feel that this place is very weird."

Jiang Qimo said coldly: "It's not just weird, I'm afraid there is a big conspiracy."

"Could it be that people from Xiyi are really at fault?" Bai Muzhi frowned, from the rumors of the inexplicable treasure, to the disappearance of everyone in the river and lake, and now the same dream Gu was involved...

He pondered for a while without a clue, and seeing that Xuan Qing hadn't spoken, he couldn't help but turn to him, "What's the master thinking? All these things in Yunduan Mountain were done by Xiyi people?"

Xuan Qing was wearing a thick cotton coat, sitting cross-legged by the fire, twirling rosary beads, when he heard this, he slightly raised his head and looked across the jungle to the top of the mountain.It's a pity that the trees are so lush that the faint light of the fire can't reflect it.

He retracted his gaze and smiled, "Amitabha, no matter what the truth is, since the other party is trying to lead us up the mountain, everything will be revealed when we reach the top of the mountain."

Bai Muzhi saw that the other party's brows and eyes seemed not to be stained with anxiety at all, but instead looked calm and composed, and couldn't help feeling relieved.For a moment, he felt guilty for his nervousness and fear, and cupped his hands and said: "Master is right, instead of looking for trouble here, you should have a good rest tonight. Master, go to bed early, and I will go over there to arrange a vigil."

Xuan Qing nodded with a faint smile: ...Actually, he also panicked, but the system will never let him die.

He wrapped himself in thick clothes and felt warmer, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Fei huddled in a corner.

It was probably too far away from the fire, so it was a little cold, and it was not safe for a woman to sit that far alone.

Yan Fei was leaning against the tree trunk with her body hugged, tightly rubbing the jade pendant in her hand, and looking at the distant night in a daze.

A footstep approached, and the monk's robe passed by, Xuan Qing slowly stood beside her.

Yan Fei raised her head and looked over belatedly, and saw the handsome monk reflecting the firelight looking at her.

He was not standing close, his long eyebrows seemed to be smudged with starlight, and he said softly: "Benefactor Yan, sit by the fire."

Yan Fei was in a trance for a moment, then came back to her senses, looked away, and stroked the jade pendant in her hand, "It's okay, it's the same when I sit here..."

However, before she finished speaking, she sneezed.

"Benefactor Yan?" Xuan Qing looked at her worriedly.

Yan Fei was a little lost, she shook her head to express that she was fine, and murmured: "I just don't know how long I will stay on the mountain, and I don't know how long my husband can last... I just want to find the person who made the vomit soon... "

Although she is a married woman, her eyebrows are still unparalleled, except that she is a little older, and she is not much better than Yue Jing.

Seeing her stubbornness, Xuan Qing couldn't help sighing, "It's cold at night, if Master Yan falls ill tomorrow, how will we find the real culprit?"

As he spoke, he sat on the other side, some distance away from her, which meant that he knew that she was worried and wanted to avoid suspicion, so he deliberately gave her the warm place.

Jiang Qimo and Wu Xin naturally changed places with Xuan Qing.

Wu Xin also boiled some hot water and brought it to Xuan Qing.

Yan Fei understood Xuan Qing's intention, her black eyes were a little moved, "Thank you, master."

Xuan Qing shook his head, and comforted him: "We're about to reach the top of the mountain, and I'm sure we'll be able to find the truth soon, and help Donor Mo wake up."

Yan Fei heard that the sorrow in her brows seemed to have dissipated a bit, she nodded slightly.

……

It was late at night, and no matter how much they didn't want to fall asleep in the wilderness, they couldn't resist the attack of sleepiness.

Except for the two guards, the rest of the people had gradually fallen asleep leaning on the big tree.

The night was dark and silent, and the sound of insects and ants burrowing into dead leaves seemed to be heard in the air.

Suddenly there was a short scream.

Everyone woke up but did not see the night watchman, the fire was almost extinguished, and only a few black shadows could be seen floating around under the faint light.

In the dark night, they couldn't see their fingers. Everyone had just been awakened. At this time, their hearts were still in a state of sleep. What's more, the darker their hearts, the more panicked they became. For a while, fear accounted for more than half of their hearts.

Looking at the black shadow that seemed to be approaching, someone unconsciously trembled and said, "What is that?...Ghost, ghost?..."

All of a sudden, one spread ten, and everyone around shouted, "It's a ghost! Ah..."

Xuanqing is protected by Jiang Qimo, expressionless in the dark night, silently thinking about freedom, equality, justice, the rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity and friendliness... He is a firm materialist, and he will not believe in ghosts and gods!Not to be afraid of ghosts!

"Uncle Master?" Wu Xin's voice was trembling as she called him unconsciously.

Only then did Xuanqing come to his senses, and hurriedly ordered: "Wuxin, light the fire."

Fear breeds because of the darkness, so he wants to see what these things are!

Wuxin nodded, and quickly took out the flint and steel...

only……

"Uncle, the flint and steel will not burn!"

Jiang Qimo hurriedly tried his own, but there was no spark at all.

He frowned, "I can't either."

Xuan Qing nodded, clenched the rosary in his hand, and said slowly: "There is a problem with the air."

Seeing the black shadow getting closer and closer, the long sword in Bai Muzhi's hand came out of its sheath, reflecting silver light in the dark night, "Don't be afraid, everyone, gather together back to back."

Everyone gathered in a panic, but suddenly there was a scream from a corner on one side.

Immediately, Wu Yao's cold roar sounded, "Wu Yuan, are you crazy? What are you doing?"

Xuan Qing followed the prestige, and could only vaguely see in the night, Wu Yuan was waving the big knife in his hand like crazy, and slashed on his own people several times.