High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

Early the next morning, everyone checked out the room and prepared to go on the road.

The steward walked up to Xuandu and asked the servants to fix the carriage, "Master's complexion doesn't look very good, but you're not used to living last night?"

He comforted him and said: "When we are away from home, the conditions in this barren village are unavoidably rough. Master, please take care of us a little bit. When we arrive at Xianju City, the master has already prepared a good vegetarian restaurant for you to welcome."

After saying a few words here, the person in charge hurried to check if everything was in order.

There is still a bit of dew in the air in the morning. As the sun gradually rises from the east, the town that has been sleeping all night seems to be slowly waking up.

People with closed doors and windows walked out of their homes, and all kinds of voices from those selling breakfast and opening shops began to fill this small town.

Xuandu lowered his eyes to look at the string of Buddhist beads quietly wrapped around his wrist, the mantra circle on the beads was intact, not even a trace of being alarmed.

Last night's questioning, as expected, Xuandu didn't get any response, as if everything was just his illusion.

But, is it really an illusion?

Could it be that there is no such a person at all, and everything is just my imagination?

Xuandu sat in the carriage in deep thought.

I don't know if it was because of the exhaustion of the journey, but the steward who had been dragging Xuandu to talk on the first day didn't speak much in the carriage today, instead he yawned after a while.

"Master, forgive me." Maybe because he was afraid that Xuandu would feel that he was not respectful enough, the steward smiled and explained, "I am getting older now, and my spirit is not as good as it used to be in the past two years. If it was a few years ago ..."

Xuandu had already experienced yesterday how good he was when he was full of energy, so when he heard this, he just clapped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name, and said gently: "It's okay."

After the chatterbox in charge was gone, the carriage became quiet in an instant, only the sound of the ruts rolling on the road, and the non-stop rattling of horseshoes.

Xuandu started turning the beads again.

Xi Hua, who was staying well inside, had no choice but to rush out. Every time he ran out in such a hurry, he always felt a little embarrassed.

Thinking of this, Xi Hua couldn't help sighing.

That is to say, there is no other suitable item at the moment, otherwise, he wouldn't have to stay in the Buddhist bead with his heart.

As for Xuandu, who kept closing his eyes and twirling the beads, the moment Xi Hua came out, his fingertips on the beads paused imperceptibly, and the speed of turning also slowed down a little.

He felt it.

Xuandu can be sure that this time it is not his own illusion. Although the fluctuation at that moment is extremely weak, it does exist and exists.

But why is the other party unwilling to appear in front of him?

Thinking that he had waited for so long last night but still couldn't get a response, Xuandu's joyful mood fell down again.

The other party now obviously doesn't want to let himself know of his existence.

But why?

Xuandu was puzzled, could it be that the other party was afraid that he was a Buddhist cultivator?

......

The rest of the journey was relatively peaceful, and nothing unexpected happened.

So their group arrived in Xianju City two days later.

Xianju City is a big city with a large population.

They walked through the wilderness along the way, and the villages and towns along the way were all of the sparsely populated type. Now that they suddenly returned to this densely populated place, everyone's faces showed a trace of relief.

Even the coachman driving the horse seemed to be in a much better mood.

It's just that Xuandu is not in such a good mood as them.

The moment the carriage entered Xianju City, Xuandu felt a little uneasy for some reason.

He raised the curtain of the carriage and looked out, the streets outside were full of people, the sounds of selling things were endless, and there was harmony and tranquility everywhere.

Xuandu put the fingers of his right hand together, and touched the center of his brow.A little golden light flashed over Xuandu's eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes again and looked out.

"Master, what are you looking at?"

The person in charge came over and looked outside curiously.

Excitedly, he pointed to a tower in the distance that was obviously taller than other houses, "Master, our Wang's house is ahead, and we are about to arrive."

The golden light in Xuandu's eyes has disappeared at this time, and the Buddhist beads in his hand are also spinning quickly.

He followed the steward's hand to look at the high platform, his lips were tightly pressed, and there seemed to be a bit of dignity on his cold and compassionate face.

Sitting next to Xuandu, Xi Hua looked a bit listless.

In his current state, it is reasonable to say that it is best not to stay outside alone for too long, not only is it not conducive to the cultivation of his soul, but also the rejection of him by this world will increase after a long time.

But so far, of the two shelters I have found, one cannot be taken down at Tanshan Temple temporarily, and the other is Xuandu's personal belongings.

Looking at Xi Hua's state, the system couldn't help but start to worry for him.

But the other party had a white face and didn't care at all.

The system looked at Xi Hua, then at Xuan Du, his eyes swept across the lips of the two who were also bloodless, and then silently shrunk his body.

The minds of these two masters are too difficult to guess, and it is a small system that really can't figure it out.

After arriving in Xianju City, the speed of the carriage seemed to increase all of a sudden, and it didn't take long for a few people to arrive at the gate of the Wang family's mansion.

The master of the Wang family seemed to have gotten the news long ago, and was already waiting at the door.

The master of the Wang family is a middle-aged man with a rich appearance, wearing a brocade robe, smiling, and looks very wealthy.

Seeing Xuandu and his party arrived, the old master Wang brought his servants to greet them.

"Master Xuandu has worked hard all the way, please come in and have a vegetarian meal."

Xuandu raised his right palm and bowed to him, "You are being polite, let the poor monk see the importance of Lingqianjin's condition first."

Speaking of this, the smile on Master Wang's face also retreated a little, and turned into a little sad.

"Master Xuandu, ah, I'm not going to hide it from you, besides the doctor, I have invited quite a few capable people these days, but none of them can tell what kind of disease the little girl is suffering from."

"Master, there are only such a pair of children under my knees, you must help me find a way!"

Xuandu clasped his palms together and said: "Please rest assured, the poor monk will do his best."

So the group stopped eating for now, but went straight to the inner house in the backyard under the leadership of Master Wang.

The few people walked deeper and deeper, and the flowers and trees gradually increased, even to the point where they were too luxuriant and looked cool and gloomy.

And in this deep gate compound, among the locked pavilions, a woman's mournful cry could be heard faintly.

Master Wang took Xuandu to a small courtyard where the door was tightly locked, wiped the sweat from his head, he didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or what, and said somewhat unnaturally: "The master doesn't know something, my little girl This disease is really strange, it is often described as crazy, and the behavior is even more..."

He looked at the high courtyard wall and said in a low voice: "The servants in the family didn't dare to come here later, and I had no choice but to lock her here alone...Master, you must Save the little girl!"

Xuandu looked at the talisman stuck on the door, stretched out his hand and tried it upwards.

Sure enough, when Xuandu's hand was about to approach the door, a seemingly invisible cover automatically bounced Xuandu's hand away.

Master Wang explained from the side: "This is the seal I invited Taoist priest Qi Yumen to put on here. He is still in my mansion now. Do you want to see Master?"

Xuandu did not answer this question, but asked, "Do you know what this seal is for?"

Master Wang looked at it, and said with some hesitation: "The Taoist priest of Qi Yumen only said that this can temporarily suppress the fierceness of the little girl, so that no trouble will arise."

Xuandu fell silent.

This talisman seal was originally used to suppress extremely vicious demons.

This is equivalent to showing that, in the eyes of that Qi Yumen priest, this daughter of Master Wang is no longer a human being, but a 'monster'.

"Wai Wang, is this the rescuer you invited?"

A hearty voice came from the side, and everyone followed the voice and looked up, only to see a figure in a blue Taoist robe fluttering down from the big tree next to it.

Although the man was wearing a Taoist robe on his head, apart from this Taoist robe, there was no trace of a Taoist priest in his body. A jade pendant long sword was hung on his waist, and his long hair was tied up with a golden crown, and the jade hairpin passed through it.

The corners of her lips are slightly raised, and she is holding a wine gourd in her hand.

He looked like a romantic and wanton prodigal son.

After he landed on the ground, his gaze was fixed on Xuandu's body, and the smile on his lips seemed to grow bigger.

"Qingxuguan, Qi Yumen, I don't know how to call you?"

"Tanshan Temple, Xuandu."

If Xuandu's expressions over the years are still a bit confusing, his voice still has a sense of alienation and coldness.

Xi Hua frowned subconsciously when this Qi Yumen appeared.

Not for anything else, just because, this Qi Yumen likes men!And he is still a big radish, he loves the other when he sees one, and he will fall in love with Xuandu later on!

"Xuan Du of Tanshan Temple, I've heard of you!" Qi Yumen laughed, and his facial features, which were not very handsome, seemed a little more attractive because of his smile.

"I used to think that they were exaggerating when they said you were the reincarnation of the Buddha, but when I saw it today, I think these people are not exaggerating."

Xuandu was a little uncomfortable talking to people like this, so facing Qi Yumen's approach, he took two steps back with a cold face, "Fellow Daoist Qi is overrated."

Qi Yumen didn't care much about Xuandu's indifferent attitude, but turned to Master Wang and his party and said: "Master Wang, I need to discuss something with this Master Xuandu, it's better for you to take someone to avoid it first .”

This Master Wang also seemed to be very convinced of Qi Yumen, after hearing this, he apologized to Xuandu, and hurried away with someone as if something was chasing him.

Seeing how quickly Master Wang left with his people, Xuandu almost guessed something.

He looked up at the courtyard wall and said, "Does Wang know what is going on with his daughter?"

Or to change the question, does Wang Yuanwai know what is inside now?

The smile on the corner of Qi Yumen's mouth remained undiminished, and his tone was light and airy, "I know, last time I let him see it in person, but he was too timid and passed out on the spot."

Speaking of Qi Yumen, he shook the flagon in his hand indifferently, "It's just that when this person wakes up the next day, he seems to refuse to accept the fact, saying that his daughter is just sick and will be fine soon No, I have found you now."

Xuandu's expression didn't fluctuate, he raised his hand again to touch the talisman, and said: "Fellow Daoist Qi, please undo this seal temporarily, the poor monk needs to go in and check."

Now that he has arrived here, no matter what the situation of this young lady of the Wang family is, he will have to meet him to find out.

After all, from the person in charge, to Master Wang, to Qi Yumen.

Three people are almost three versions.

Qi Yumen was not surprised by Xuandu's idea of ​​going in, but was more than happy to cooperate.

"Of course it's fine."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand with a smile, wanting to habitually wipe oil on the opponent's hand while unlocking the seal.

But before Qi Yumen touched the fingertips of the other party, he felt a pain in his hand, as if he had been scalded by something.

He withdrew his hand as if he had seen a ghost, and looked around again.

What's the situation, there is no one else here except myself and Xuandu?