High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

The small town at night is extremely quiet, the doors and windows of every house are closed tightly, no one can be seen on the street, only the faint light from the cracks in the windows still shows a trace of fireworks here.

At this time, most of the others washed up and went to bed, but the lights in Xuandu's room were still on.

Xuandu didn't know how long he was going to meditate, Xi Hua glanced at the other party's slender and distinct knuckles, and that strange feeling resurfaced in his heart.

He pursed his lips tightly.

Now the string of Buddhist beads can't go back for the time being, Xi Hua feels that he needs to go out and stay alone for a while.

Almost all the lights in the inn were also turned off, except for one left at the door.

Xi Hua went straight through the door and window and floated down the stairs.

There was a bit of coolness in the night air, the system quietly squatted on Xi Hua's shoulder, seeing that he had left the inn, he couldn't help but reminded with a little worry: "Xianjun, it's best not to go too far in your current state. ..."

"It's okay, I know what's going on."

Xi Hua walked through the long dark road alone, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Xi Hua knows that he is now on the verge of a very dangerous situation. When he didn't recover his memory before, all the entanglements in love can be said lightly as a mere mortal past, which is not worth mentioning.

But now, he could no longer use this reason to convince himself.

One day the emperor will return after a calamity. When that time comes, if he still can't let go, how should he face it?

The emperor is the lord of the middle heaven, a natural god, ruthless and loveless from birth.

All kinds of entanglements in previous lives were just coincidences.

That was the fate between the previous 'self' and 'him', and when this calamity is over, it can only end here.

Xi Hua stood where he was, feeling a little complicated for a moment, and his already calm mood fluctuated again.

The young man lowered his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he said to himself as if sighing: "It's time to stay here, maybe I should retreat for a while..."

It had been quite a while since he came out, Xi Hua reckoned that Xuandu would probably have fallen asleep by this time, so he began to walk back slowly.

It's just that when he returned to the inn, Xi Hua frowned before entering the door, and there was no one in Xuandu's room at this time.

Where can he go at night?

Xi Hua's fingers moved slightly, quickly calculated, and then looked to the southwest.

Seeing that Xi Hua was preparing to rush in that direction with a slightly solemn expression, the system cautiously reminded: "Xianjun, in your current state, it is best not to meddle in this world at will..."

Xi Hua interrupted it calmly, "I know."

After a pause, maybe because he felt that his tone was a little too blunt, Xi Hua added, "Don't worry, I won't be fooling around."

What else could the system say, so it retreated quietly and continued to be its own mascot.

That area is a little beyond the scope of the town, and it belongs to a pile of rocks that ordinary people dare not pass by alone during the day.

At this time, two figures are fighting here.

One white and one black.

That white figure is naturally Xuandu.

The other red figure is a young man with a strange appearance.

Zhu Mang is a snake demon.

Before, Xuandu injured Yuanyuan when killing a big monster, and he had to raise him for half a year before coming out of the mountain again, and that big monster was Zhu Mang's elder brother.

The two demons were quite famous before, and they devoured countless blood-eating strangers outside, but because the two demons have high mana power and cooperate with each other, they have never missed in so many years.

Those human monks who wanted to kill them to eliminate demons and defend the way, almost never returned alive.

The only time I missed it was probably the last time.

The last time Zhu Mang was in the stage of shedding his skin once every 100 years, he retreated alone in the cave.

And it happened that Xuandu found him at this moment.

Xuandu is a monk in Tanshan Temple, and his reputation has gradually increased over the years, and they have heard of some of them.

Before that, he was discussing with his elder brother when he would go to Tanshan to eat a few people, to kill the monk's prestige.Who knew that before they had time to go there, this person came to the door by himself.

Then his elder brother died so tragically in Xuandu's hands.

Thinking of this, Zhu Mang wanted to tear up the monk bit by bit, and then devoured it.

"You bald donkey! I thought you would hide in that temple all your life and dare not come out! Since you dare to walk out of that Tanshan Temple, be ready to pay for my brother's life!"

Facing the curse and provocation of the snake demon, Xuandu didn't even move his brows, his face still had that calm expression.

The cultivation base of these two snake demons is indeed profound, it is no wonder that they can act so presumptuously and cause trouble for such a long time.

This Zhu Mang's cultivation base is lower than that of the black python before, but when he faced Xuandu, he used a desperate style of fighting, and Xuandu's previous injury had not fully recovered, so after a few rounds It is inevitable that it will start to be a little difficult.

Zhu Mang obviously knew this too, otherwise he wouldn't have singled him out at this time.

Seeing that Xuandu kept silent, he licked his lips, and the demon lines on his face became more and more monstrous.

I only heard him say: "When I avenge my brother, I will eat everyone in this town first, and then go to Tanshan, and wipe out all the top and bottom of your Tanshan Temple!"

There seemed to be a trace of anger finally flashing between Xuandu's brows, "Monster!"

The string of Buddhist beads in his hand came off automatically one by one, and in the air, one turned into two, and the two turned into four, and soon surrounded the snake demon Zhu Mang in it.

It's just that this action seemed to consume a lot of Xuandu's mana at once, and Xuandu's face, which was not in a good mood, became pale visible to the naked eye.

If it was in its heyday, he would naturally not be afraid.

But at this time...

Although the monk's back was still straight, the hand that was wrapped under the wide monk's robe trembled slightly.

The scriptures that Xuandu was chanting began to speed up, and the mantras engraved on the beads seemed to come alive, emitting golden light in the dark night, as if a big net tightly entangled the demon in it. bind it.

Naturally, Zhu Mang might just sit there and wait to die. He suddenly transformed into a prototype.

It is a dark red python about ten meters long and as thick as a bucket.

And when Xi Hua arrived here, what he saw was the stalemate of one person and one python.

The Buddhist beads wrapped around the giant python's body showed faint signs of breaking apart with the continuous impact, and Xuandu was only a few feet away from the snake demon at this moment.

Xi Hua's heart was lifted instantly.

Xuandu's current state is obviously not very good, and although the snake demon was also injured, it seems that he still has strength left.

Xi Hua looked at the snake demon with eyes that slowly became condensed.

......

By the time Xuandu returned to the inn, it was already midnight.

Everyone was sleeping soundly at this time, totally unaware that a moment ago, there had been a fierce battle a few miles away, and they didn't even know that they were about to become the prey of the snake demon.

Xuandu didn't disturb anyone, and quietly returned to his room.

After cleaning off the bloody smell on his body, Xuandu sat under the lamp, looking at the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, with a pensive expression on his face.

Just when I was in a stalemate with the snake demon just now, my string of Buddhist beads seemed to have changed a little bit, as if... I suddenly had my own consciousness.

Although it was only for a short moment, it was enough to reverse the situation in the field.

The snake demon, which had already begun to gradually gain the upper hand, was knocked down again.

Although it was escaped by the snake demon in the end, judging from the injuries it received today, it should be safe for a while.

Xuandu kept holding on to the string of Buddhist beads, and Xi Hua couldn't just go in like this, so he had to stand by and hold on.

The system looked worriedly at Xi Hua's pale and fragile soul body after using his spiritual power, "Xianjun, you should hurry in and cultivate for a while."

Xi Hua didn't look too anxious, he stood aside and waited silently.

After all, the Buddhist beads are still in the hands of the other party, if I go in at this time, wouldn't it be purely to make myself feel uncomfortable?

It's just that Xi Hua thought that some abnormalities before could be fooled, but the movement just now was a little louder.

Xuandu held his string of Buddhist beads and looked at it for a while, then suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

Xi Hua was taken aback by this sudden question, but seeing that Xuandu didn't look in his direction, he felt relieved.

The other party has a keen mind, and it's normal for him to speak out when he finds something wrong, but as long as he doesn't take the initiative to show up, no matter how suspicious he is, he can't find himself.

It was naturally impossible for Xi Hua to answer the other party's words, so after Xuan Du's voice fell behind, the room was silent.

But Xi Hua didn't expect that Xuandu didn't get a response, but continued to ask as if talking to himself: "Are you also the one on the peach blossom tree in my courtyard?"

Still no one has answered this question.

Xuandu probably knew that the other party didn't want to appear in front of him yet.

For some reason, a sense of loss appeared in Xuandu's heart.

Since he can remember, he rarely has mood swings, so that he seems a little too cold and unreasonable.

But the abbot said that he was a natural disciple of the Buddha and a good seed for cultivation.

Later, he gradually grew up, and he also learned to put on the expression they expect from ordinary people, the demeanor that a Buddhist should have.

He went down the mountain to kill demons and protect the people.

But in fact, he has no empathy for good and evil.

He seems to be driven by something these years, and he keeps moving forward. As for the road ahead, he doesn't care much.

He just felt that he should be waiting for someone.

Who is this person, when did he meet, what does he look like...

He doesn't know.

He just thought he would meet such a person.

Until a few months ago, when he looked at the peach blossom tree in his yard, he seemed to have a sudden feeling.

Xuandu looked at the empty room in front of him, and could not help lowering his eyelashes quietly.

He was sure that the other party should be here at this time, but he couldn't even sense it at all.

Xuan Du asked softly: "What's your name? Did we know each other before?"