Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

"Do you need legal aid?" Chu Woyun looked at the environment of the cell, and then at his pitiful appearance, and asked with spiritual power.

Zhulian's upper body was bound, but he could still move slightly below his elbows. He pointed to the ground and said softly, "I don't need it, but this junior of mine on the ground should be in need of your help."

Surrounded by silence, his voice echoed in the empty stone room.

Chu Woyun flew over and found that there was still a person lying under Hanyu's bed, tied up, lying on the ground, unconscious. There were two broken bowls beside him, one with some water left in it, and the other. It was empty, but it smelled of rotting food scraps, similar to the broken cans that were fed to dogs in the countryside. The length of the stubble, Chu Woyun guessed that this person has been arrested for at least two months.

Chu Woyun hurriedly circled around his mouth and nose twice, he was still alive, but just passed out.The paper crane gave the man on the ground a bit of spiritual energy, and the man woke up leisurely.

"Very... so hungry." The man licked his pale lips and stammered weakly.

Hearing this voice, Chu Woyun suddenly recognized it: "Stuttering bald donkey!"

"Master Zhu, it's, it's you... calling, calling me?"

Chu Woyun was attached to the paper crane and couldn't make a real sound. He shouted with spiritual power, but when the time came, his body collapsed and his spiritual power was insufficient, so he couldn't identify who gave him the spiritual energy.He also couldn't receive Chu Woyun's message.

"It's not me, it's Senior Shengxu of the Xiaoyao Sect." Zhulu stroked something on his lap with his hand, and said, "You mentioned it to me two days ago."

It's like seeing your own parents when you're done: "Ah, senior!"

Chu Woyun flapped his wings in response.

"Senior, you...how did you become like this?"

Zhu Li hissed: "Don't get excited, keep your voice down."

Chu Woyun used his spiritual power to ask the bald donkey, "Why are you here?"

Zhulian: "Senior Shengxu asked why you are here."

It's time to wait: "The poor monk is here, in the world... I have been looking for my uncle for a long time... two or two months ago, I just..."

Zhulu: "He has been looking for me in the world for many years. He went back to the sect two months ago and accidentally found the distress signal I sent from the underground of Lingyin Temple. He wanted to come in and check, but was stopped by the disciple guarding the forbidden area. He broke in alone in the middle of the night. , who is not familiar with the terrain and mechanisms, and was caught by Yin Tong, alas... tied here, suffering."

Zhong Shi nodded madly, and Chu Woyun asked again: "Your school inexplicably lost a person in the middle of the night, so no one came to look for it?"

Zhulu: "Senior Shengxu asked you, after you disappeared, would anyone look for you?"

It's time for the clock: "Poor monk, teacher, teacher..."

Zhuli said in a warm voice: "His master Huineng is always worried about him, so he will definitely look for him, but the forbidden area has been sealed for hundreds of years, and even his family teacher Huaizhi cannot enter, so there is little hope."

Chu Woyun asked: "Why did Yin Tong keep you, why didn't he kill you?"

Zhulu said: "Senior Shengxu asked you why Yin Tong didn't kill you." Then he directly answered Chu Woyun: "It's because I lied to him, saying that once the people in Lingyin Temple die and the brilliance of the birth stone goes out, there will be a disturbance. It is better to keep him alive. However, it is too uncomfortable for him to live so hard, it is better to die."

Hearing this, Zhong Shile stared up at his fellow martial uncle in horror, his eyes didn't know if Zhuli could understand, but Chu Woyun did.Zhu Li whispered again: "Don't look at me like that, when you stay in this dark place like me for several years, you will think the same way as me."

Chu Woyun was dumb, and stuttered to Shang Zhongshi, completely speechless.Thinking of the uncle and nephew sitting and talking, Zhulu could bear him for two months, and I sincerely admire Zhulu's good temper.He simply asked Zhu Li directly: "How did fellow Taoist Zhu know my identity?"

His original body is not here, and his luminous consciousness is attached to a paper crane, so it stands to reason that he would not be easily recognized by others.

This prison cell has only a high stone threshold, no door, wide open, connected to the channel of Chuwo Yunfeijing, a cold jade bed is dimly lit, the bamboo strands look pale and ethereal under the light, he never He took out a yellow almanac from the thin quilt, and said indifferently: "It was calculated."

Chu Woyun realized it, and glanced at the little "yellow" book, which looked to be the same as the one held by the swindling magic sticks in the human world.But the one in Zhulian's hand was originally a magic weapon of the immortal sect, even a magic weapon of natal life.There are sword cultivators, body cultivators, alchemy cultivators, formation cultivators, talisman cultivators, etc. in Xianmen, and there is another category of people who are good at five elements, gossip, astrology and fortune-telling. Bamboo strands must belong to this category.

Zhu Li said: "Senior Sheng Xu also seems to know me quite well?"

"Zhong Xiaoyou also mentioned it to me. By the way, please call me by another name, thank you."

The corner of Zhulu's mouth twitched, and asked again: "Why is Senior Sheng Xu here, does Yin Tong know?"

"I'm the same as you, I was... kidnapped by him." As their elder, Chu Woyun felt ashamed to say that, "Oh, it's a long story..."

Chu Woyun originally thought that he would ask Yin Tong why he wanted to arrest him, but Zhu Ling asked instead: "My master, how is he?"

Chu Woyun said: "Abbot Huaizhi? The last time I saw him was in Mo Tuo Valley three years ago. He seems to be in good health."

Zhuli showed anxiety: "Yin Tong said that if he wants to take revenge on everyone in the lower division, if he wants to do it, the first one is my master."

Chu Woyun: "What happened, can you tell me everything?"

"I'm afraid my whole story is longer than yours..." At this moment, Zhulian seemed to sense that there was some danger approaching outside, so he sat up at 90 degrees and said hurriedly, "Please go out immediately and tell me My master, Jing Po Yin is still on me, I won't live long, please come and rescue Nephew Zhong."

The clock on the ground also felt something, and whined a few times in a panic.

Shock was written on Chu Woyun's face, and he was excited to grasp the clue: "What did you say? What do you mean by screaming on your body?"

At this time, there was a sound of gurgling, from far to near, as if turning a corner, and then it should go straight all the way to this place.

"It's too late." Zhu Li warned in a low voice, "It's an evil-eating puppet arranged by Yin Tong!"

Evil-eating puppet, as the name suggests, is a kind of puppet made by alchemists. Ordinary puppets can help people with work and save labor. Advanced ones can also guard houses and courtyards, and go to battle to kill enemies.And the ones made by the monks are even better, and they are not much different from modern artificial intelligence robots.The evil-eating puppet is one of the top ones.

Thinking about it, Yin Tong would not be content to just make some wooden wheelchairs, he is even more proficient in strange mechanisms.No wonder Xin Dadi put the three living people in the forbidden area. It turned out that puppets were arranged to patrol regularly.

The sound of Gululu's wheels was getting closer and closer, Chu Woyun dodged and hid under the quilt covered by the bamboo thread, and the bamboo thread said softly: "It's useless, he is very talented and knowledgeable in this crooked way, and the puppet is placed A ray of heaven and earth intelligence can easily detect a person's consciousness. You have to hide your consciousness. Once you are discovered by a puppet, you can't resist with the body of a paper crane. If the paper crane is damaged, your life will be accounted for here gone."

There is no turning back, and there is no place to hide, what should I do?

His heart was beating wildly, and he was asking for help from the system, Zhuli's face was slightly condensed, but he said: "You might as well lodge your spiritual consciousness in the lower body first."

Chu Woyun was stunned. It is very risky for one person to get another person's soul.If two spirits start to compete for the body, it is equivalent to seizing the body.The bamboo thread can make the body of an outsider who has just met for less than half an hour, which shows his unguarded character and trust in himself.

The long shadow of the puppet slowly stretched into the cell, Chu Woyun gritted his teeth, and his consciousness turned into a bright white light beam, which shot into Zhuli's forehead.

The paper crane turned its head like clockwork, and landed on the hard cold jade. The sleeves of the bamboo robe were swept away, and they were put into the sleeves with a calm expression.

His spirit was like duckweed, he spun around for a while, and suddenly landed on the ground, his field of vision formed an image, which was clearer and more transparent than before in his original body and in the paper crane state.Bamboo wisps have been trapped in the basement all year round, and they have long adapted to seeing things in this environment. The sight shared by Chu Woyun and him naturally sees more clearly.

In front of him was a wooden puppet that was as tall as a man and painted dark red.The puppet held a torch in its left hand, burning with a green light, and held a tray in its right hand, which looked like several plates of food.The elbow joints are connected by delicate bearings, so they can move freely, just like the structure of human bones.Below are four columnar "legs", connected to the four wheels at the bottom. The wheels protrude outwards, allowing the puppet to move more smoothly. Even if the passage is full of corpses, the things on the plate will not be scattered at all.One head is even more vivid, with a thick and tall nose, big fan-shaped ears and big thick lips, which looks simple and cute.The two red eyes are made of unknown material, and they can still turn around.

If Chu Woyun only looked at this puppet under normal circumstances, he would definitely praise the ingenuity.

But now it's a scout from the enemy's house, so that's not so good.

A foot away from the cold jade bed, the evil-eating puppet stopped, and its two red eyes turned 360 degrees. Chu Woyun guessed that it was scanning the cell, slowly without missing a corner.His eyes swept over the cold jade bed, the thin quilt, and the dirty monk pretending to be dead on the ground, and finally, he stayed on himself.

Chu Woyun was terrified, and then realized that what it was looking at was not itself, but the real owner of this body—Zhu Li.

It was confirmed that the prisoners were still there, and that there were neither too many nor too few people.The wooden mouth of the evil-eating puppet opened its mouth, and it actually let out a giggle. The sound was horrifying, but it seemed to be joyful from the bottom of its heart.

The two living old monks in the cell seemed to be in a trance, sitting still and not speaking, they had long been used to it, and let the puppet laugh.Chu Woyun felt embarrassed for the wooden man, but the puppet was obviously used to it.Turn around sensitively, move to the head of Zhufu's bed, pick up a plate of things in the tray, and gently place it on the pillow where Zhufu can reach.He walked around the bed again, stopped in front of Zhong Shile, threw two cornbreads into his empty dirty bowl, and finally refilled half a bowl of water for him indiscriminately.

Don't make the difference too obvious!From the corner of Zhulian's eyes, Chu Woyun saw a cup of delicate soup and a few yellow fruits at hand, and saw Zhongshi gobbling and gnawing on the buns, feeling sour in his heart.

Suddenly, he moved his lips uncontrollably, and it turned out that the owner of the body spoke on his own initiative.

"Is it orange season again?" he asked.

The voice is elegant and gentle, reminiscent of spring and March when catkins are dancing.