Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

As dusk approached, the twilight merged, and the light in the warehouse became even darker.Ren Lan rummaged through the mess scattered all over the floor, trying to find any clues, even if it was a fallen book page or a strange footprint.

Unfortunately, she searched for a long time, but still found nothing.

The astringency and bitterness of various herbs were mixed together, filling her senses to the brim, and even her mind swelled involuntarily, and the acupuncture points on the left and right sides of her forehead ached.

Originally, natural grass leaves have to go through many processes, such as exposure to the sun, soaking, or condensing, before they can become rare and precious medicinal materials.Some of the medicinal materials stored in this warehouse have already formed, and some are still in the process. In order to prevent the different types of medicinal materials from affecting each other, the display of the warehouse is very knowledgeable.

But the greedy thief obviously didn't have such meticulous thoughts, not only hurriedly snatched away the finished product, but also turned the unformed grass leaves into a mess, throwing everything away.

Lu Dongqing also sensed the dissonance in the air. The unique bitterness and coldness of the old herbs penetrated into his collar, making him feel cold for no reason.

The longer he stayed in this cave, the more doubts piled up in his heart.The heartstrings were also tensed to the extreme, and finally couldn't help asking: "Is it true that outsiders will sneak into Lingquan Valley and find this cave by chance?"

Ren Lan also stopped searching, turned to her companion behind, frowned and said: "If you want to enter and exit Lingquan Valley, the Ganyi River is indeed the only way, and the cliffs on the river bank are not impossible to climb, but the mountains are rugged and steep, and there is no way at all. You can go, but you have to climb the cliff with bare hands. And there is nothing on the rock wall, if someone climbs, the patrolling guard team will definitely see it."

Lu Dongqing nodded, and said: "Actually, I just discovered another thing. There is no sign of prying or cutting on the lock of this warehouse. It looks intact, as if it was only opened and closed by a key."

Ren Lan frowned even tighter: "There are only three keys to this lock, which are kept by Master, Qiming and me respectively. Master and I carry the keys with us all year round. Qiming's key was in your room last night... At this point, she suddenly raised her head, "No, I didn't do it."

"That's natural." Lu Dongqing patted her on the shoulder, "You have been staying with your guard team all the time, so of course you can't sneak into the warehouse by yourself."

"That's right," Ren Lan's tense shoulders relaxed, she lowered her head and stared at the uneven ground, and said, "It's not the master. He was the one who proposed to store the precious medicinal herbs here. If he wanted to call , as long as the order is given, there is no need to avoid people's eyes and ears, and even wreak havoc."

Lu Dongqing didn't answer, and he couldn't give an answer either.

The current few clues have turned into a dead end, and the truth is getting farther and farther away and more confusing.

Ren Lan withdrew from the messy stone cave, walked towards the entrance gate, and said as she walked, "I'm going to ring the Changning bell and gather the clansmen here. When the master comes, we will verify it together."

"Okay." Lu Dongqing froze for a moment before nodding in agreement.

He watched Ren Lan's back walking towards the door, he couldn't help lowering his head, and raised a hand to caress his chest.

Just now when Ren Lan uttered the word "Master", it was like the ringing of a bell, and the uproar broke out suddenly, drowning his reason without warning.

It turned out that there was a voice in his ear that kept clamoring, constantly asking about Lu Zhengqiu's condition.

Soon - he replied in his heart, squinting his eyes and looking at the steps not far away, as long as he returns to the altar, the master will stand opposite him as before, waving at him with a faint smile.

A figure appeared in his vision, and at the end of the steps, in the backlight, the figure turned into a blur.

The figure was not Lu Zhengqiu, but much shorter and thinner, but his pace was extremely fast, and he had already arrived outside the door in the blink of an eye.

"Bai Yu!" Ren Lan said in surprise, "Why are you here? Didn't you tell you to go back to your room to rest? Senior Sister has something to do today, so I really don't have time to play with you..."

She couldn't finish her sentence, and the second half slipped back into her throat, because she saw a strange light on Yue Baiyu's hand.

It was a bright knife light, so bright that it could burn the eyes with pain. Under the radiance of this knife light, even the setting sun dimmed a little, as if giving up its own golden light and concentrating on this short blade superior.

The blade is raised, and the person holding the knife is close at hand.

"Ah—" Ren Lan backed away in surprise, not only because the blade swayed past her chest, but also because she could clearly see the scar on the knife, and the bright red and thick liquid stuck to the smooth tip.

Bai Yu's knife was stained with blood.

With fresh heat, the blood slid down the thin blade and dripped on the uneven ground, splashing a bloody flower.

There are many such bloody flowers on the steps, forming an intermittent trace, like footprints leading to the underworld.

Isn't the shadow walking out of the underworld an evil ghost.

Ren Lan's face was as white as paper, just dodged the opponent's blade, and exclaimed: "Bai Yu, why did you hurt someone?"

Of course she would be terrified, the only people living in Lingquan Valley are Yushan people, whose blood is the blood on this knife?

Bai Yu still didn't answer, the girl who was usually lively and chattering non-stop, was as silent as a rock at this moment.

She didn't speak, just holding the blood-stained knife, the knife in her hand became her mouth, her eyes, her ears, and she was no longer in it.

Lu Dongqing hadn't seen her face clearly yet, but the gloomy aura emanating from her was hard to ignore.

She rushed towards Ren Lan's direction again.

Ren Lan stayed where she was, and even forgot to react. At the critical moment, Lu Dongqing took the first step, pulled out her scimitar from Ren Lan's back, laid it across her chest, and blocked Bai Yu's blow with the blunt and heavy blade.

While Bai Yu retracted his knife, he quickly lifted Ren Lan's shoulders and led her back a few steps.

His hands were wet and hot, and they were also stained with blood, which came from Ren Lan's upper arm.

"You're hurt, does it matter?" His tone trembled involuntarily.Just now, the sharp short blade in Baiyu's hand was only an inch away from piercing Ren Lan's stab, and it only scratched his arm, which was a blessing in misfortune.

"I'm fine, it's just a scratch," Ren Lan gritted her teeth, "Baiyu, what's wrong with her? Although she's usually naughty, she's never been this vicious. It's like a different person."

Lu Dongqing said in a deep voice: "Could it be... Fuyao Qingfeng?"

"What?" Ren Lan heard this name for the first time.

Lu Dongqing didn't answer her, but stared at the person opposite. At this moment, Baiyu was no longer the naughty and lively girl last night, no matter whether it was sword skills or killing intent, they were completely different.

"Senior Sister, lend me your knife, you hide behind first."

Ren Lan did not argue, and the current situation did not allow her to argue.Although she didn't know the cause and effect, she could see that Bai Yu's situation was not good.

She stepped back a little more, leaning her back against the wall, staring blankly at the back of her junior brother.

Lu Dongqing held her knife and stood in front of her.With broad shoulders and a solid figure, he obviously didn't make a sound, but it surpassed all words of comfort.

"Thank you, Holly," she whispered.

Lu Dongqing didn't hear her voice, all his attention was focused on his eyes.

He never imagined that Yue Baiyu would have something to do with Fuyao Qingfeng.

He came here to save people, but at this moment he was dragged into deeper despair.There seemed to be a net in the dark, trapping him in it, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the net.

The setting sun outside was a bit dimmer, spreading blood red color all over the valley.

Bai Yu's eyes were bloodshot, winding and twisting, like the branches of a dragon's blood vine growing against the barren ground.These vines wrapped around him, and together with the pungent smell of new blood covering the old blood on the short knife, there was an indescribable chill.

He finally saw clearly that there was a dark shadow floating behind Bai Yu, with a long neck and two wings stretched out, supporting three long and fluffy tail feathers.

That is the mysterious bird guarding Yushan, her soul, the unique treasure left to her by her deceased father, which should be holy and noble, but at this moment it seems to have fallen into a quagmire, dark and sneaky, like an eternal battle. Endless nightmare.