soul repair

"Palace Master, someone is trying to enter the mountain again." Song Guzhui, dressed in dark green light clothes, stood beside Ji Qingyan, looking down at the young man stuck in the stream.

The days are long in summer, and at this time, less than an hour after the third watch, one can already see everything clearly.The black-clothed man who floated down from the creek stopped in front of Ji Qingyan impartially. He looked less than twenty, with ordinary clothes, and was seriously injured.

Ji Qingyan lowered his head.At this time, cherry blossoms were all over the water, and the man's whole body was covered with pink petals, his face and lips were also covered with a few flakes, lining his mouth with a smile, no matter how he looked, he looked like an idler.

"died?"

Song Guzhui walked to the stream, pulled the man out by the feet, lowered his head and breathed out: "Not dead, just seriously injured."

"What hurt?"

Song Guzhui pulled up Guan Ying's sleeve and took a closer look: "The wounds are uneven, it looks like the work of a beast, and some of them are deep into the bone marrow."

Song Gu Zhui thought to himself that this person would pick a place, and he would stop where it is not easy, he specially stopped by the stream where Ji Qingyan was quietly meditating before going down the mountain.

There are rules for the door, and this man can only be considered as a member of the Shangqing Palace if he can enter the Qionghu Lake.The terrain here is a bit special, and it takes two streams, one enters Shangqingqiong Lake, and the other exits the mountain and descends.This man's luck was a bit unlucky, he just fell into the stream that descended from the mountain, and he couldn't get in no matter what.

Every year there are always tens of hundreds of people trying to enter the mountain in vain, and more in the past eight years, but only one or two can enter, most of them return without success, and some of them died here due to serious injuries.But most of those who come here can enter Qionghu Lake. It is the first time that he fell into the stream and fell unconscious, only a few steps away.

"Palace Master, should you throw him back into the stream?"

Ji Qingyan looked at the man for a moment, and didn't say anything more: "No need." After saying that, he closed his eyes, put his hands on his knees, and there was no movement.

"Yes, interrupt Palace Master Qingxiu." Song Guzhui agreed.

What Ji Qingyan meant was to leave him on the shore, if he wakes up and walks in, it is fate.If you throw him back into the stream, you will be going down the mountain with the current.

The man lay on the bank wetly, only a foot away from Ji Qingyan, motionless.

After a while, Ji Qingyan finished his meditation and said, "Let's go."

Just as he was about to get up, his waist suddenly tightened, and he grabbed his clothes with both hands.He immediately darkened his face and turned his head to see that the man half sat up suddenly without knowing when, he didn't even open his eyes, he was in a state of confusion and ignorance.Song Guzhui also turned blue, and hurriedly dragged Guan Ying down.I don't want Guan Ying to hold Ji Qingyan's shirt tightly, and won't let go for a while.Ji Qingyan tried several times to pull it back but couldn't pull it back, so he took off his outer shirt with a livid face.

"Go." The voice was faintly angry.

Song Guzhui didn't dare to speak out, thinking that this man didn't even wake up, so he offended Ji Qingyan.He didn't dare to be negligent, and hastily dragged the man away. Guan Ying was still holding Ji Qingyan's black shirt, and Song Guzhui grabbed it.

As soon as he raised his head, Ji Qingyan had already gone far, Song Guzhui put away his outer shirt and chased after him.

"The news from Tsing Yi is that there seems to be a soul cultivator at the foot of the mountain, but I can't be sure who did it. I only know that in just one month, more than a dozen people have died, and they are all from Xihua Village and Dongfang Village. The villagers of Huacun."

Killing more than a dozen people in two villages in a row was either audacious or not clear about the rules of the world of cultivating immortals.

"Is there a rule?"

Song Guzhui said: "It's just that there are no rules, it seems that there are women, young and old, and everyone will be killed, even children aged eleven or twelve."

"Hunxiu commits crimes at night, tonight, let's see which houses still have lights on in the middle of the night and don't sleep."

"Yes, Lord of the Third Palace."

The two were afraid of scaring the snake, so they entered the village at night.People here go to bed early at night, before the second watch, the two villages are already asleep, silent.

Ji Qingyan walked slowly on the road, and suddenly stopped.In the corner near the village, the lights of a house were still on for some reason, and a man's laughter could be heard faintly.