Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The cave is deep and difficult to see, with hundreds of odd-shaped stalactites hanging from it, and the walls are damp.

There seems to be a very thin stream in the cave, trickling and melting, filled with cool water vapor.

Yan Cen led the way with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Meng Qi keenly noticed that there was dried blood on the sharp strange rock next to him. He took off a small piece of burlap hanging on it, felt the torn edge, and Several messy footprints were identified on the ground.

The cave is damp, and these footprints are barely visible due to mud.

——There is no such trace in the section of the road that I walked before.

Meng Qi looked thoughtfully at Yan Cen in front of him.

When Yan Cen brought him in, he walked through a precipitous mountain stream five miles outside Xuanchuan Pass. The entrance of the cave was covered by dead vines and branches, and it was located on the cliff in the middle of the cliff. Except for the masters of qinggong, only those who collected herbs in the deep mountains all the year round Some people can climb in and out by rope and stone nails.

And this kind of cave is always unavoidable, and the front is also true, but it becomes empty when you come here, the air flows through, and there is no pollution.

Meng Qi felt that there was a ventilation hole here.

In other words, there are secret passages leading to the surface.

The entrance should be in Xuanchuan Pass, maybe near the cemetery, but Yan Cen took him around in a big circle.

The cave was so quiet that there were only the slight sounds of dripping water and footsteps stepping on the moss. Yan Cen's figure swayed suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to support the rock beside him.

Meng Qi looked at him and said, "If you can't control your emotions, you will go mad before you take revenge."

Yan Cen took a breath and stood up straight unsteadily.

—he looks more like a ghost.

What happened on the day Xuanchuan Pass was broken?Who took the drug again?

The well is running water, if you put medicine in it, the medicine will be completely replaced within a day, how much medicine powder will you need to bring down all the soldiers in Xuanchuan Pass?It is estimated that you have to carry a sack and dump it into the well. Are all the people around the well blind?

Even though no one saw it in the dead of night, and the people guarding the water source and those in charge of fetching water collectively rebelled, the smell and color of the first bucket of water were inappropriate. Could it be that the cook has also become an internal response?

There are thousands of soldiers in Xuanchuan Pass, and there are more than a dozen pots for meals alone, and there are also staff and civil servants who don't eat with the soldiers.

It is General Ning who takes the lead and lives with the soldiers. What about the women and children of the Ning family?

The news came one month ago that the whole family of the Ning family died in battle, but if even one of them escaped alive, it would not let the Tianshou Wang's army drive straight into Jingzhou without any scruples, because the Ning family's army will definitely regroup and defend the city against the enemy .

Even if only a child or a woman survived, the legendary Ning family army would not fall apart.

The corpses are scattered all over the ruins, and the number is difficult to distinguish. It looks like all the soldiers died together...

In this way, it really seems that there is a problem with the water source, otherwise it would be difficult to cause such a serious disaster.

Could it be that the drugs and poisons, or the corpses of livestock that died of disease, made the city guards suffer from serious diseases?Impossible, not to mention that the smell of rotting livestock that died of illness is stronger, the corpses of those decapitated bodies in the ruins alone prove the fact that the Tianshou Wang army entered the Xuanchuan Pass to kill wantonly, if the epidemic prevails, they will never dare to risk the risk.

As Meng Qi walked and thought, countless thoughts arose in an instant, and at the same time he suppressed many unreasonable and impossible speculations.

It's a pity that the ink carp is not around.

If you don't let it, you can ask Dr. Mo if there is such a miracle medicine in the world, which is silent, tasteless, and powerful, and a small amount can bring down thousands of people.

——Forget it, I know without asking, there is no such thing at all.

This kind of strange medicine only exists in the legends of the story. Maybe it will be discovered in overseas exotic animals and plants hundreds of years later, or there may be some new medicine refining technique in later generations that can combine many medicines in one place to play a unique role. Thousands of times more powerful.

Without magic medicine, it can only be supplemented by human power.

So it was a massive internal rebellion?

How did the god-given king do it?

Meng Qi's brows were furrowed, and he went to the depths of the cave after pondering all the way.

"Cousin?"

It was a girl who spoke in a waxy and soft voice, and the twin maids on both sides of her head seemed to be grabbed casually, in a mess.

Seeing a stranger behind Yan Cen, the girl immediately shrank back, revealing only a pair of pitch-black eyes.

"Ning's daughter?"

"...the grand-niece of General Huai Yi, the only minor grandchild of the Ning family."

The Ning family is not prosperous, and any family of military generals who are dedicated to their duties will not be able to prosper. If it were not for the 39 years of the Chu Dynasty, the Ning family would have fewer children. It is luck not to be reduced to a single line .

"And now..." There is no Ning family anymore.

Yan Cen's expression was gloomy, his throat moved slightly, and his voice was broken and incoherent.

"Nonsense, you are not from the Ning family, and she is not from the Ning family?" Meng Qi scolded.

Yan Cen was tongue-tied, subconsciously grabbing the cloak, his figure became even more stooped.

After bypassing a pile of bell-shaped strange rocks, it suddenly became clear that there was a large open space.

There are small gaps in the ceiling of the cave, where wisps of moonlight shines in, and the moss growing on the cave wall can also emit a glimmer of light. Compared with the pitch black just now, there is an illusion that you have suddenly stepped out of a stone cave.The most coincident thing is that there is a spring in the corner of the cave, and it is easy to get water.

There were several boxes covered with oilcloth piled up in the corner, surrounded by about twenty people, men, women, old and young.

Some were wearing armor, some were wearing monk robes. When the Ning family girl slipped back, a woman dressed as an old servant hurriedly hugged her in her arms and shrank back quietly.

This is probably the person who survived Xuanchuan Pass.

Meng Qi looked around and his eyes stopped on those monks.

Because Meng Qi was brought in by Yan Cen, although everyone looked vigilant and uneasy, they did not speak first.

"Brothers, this is...Senior Meng, I met him once before. Senior has profound inner strength, and may be able to save Master Yuanzhi." Yan Cen spoke with difficulty. He could not directly reveal the identity of Meng Qi, but at this time It is not easy to convince these monks of Baoxiang Temple.

—They couldn't trust anyone anymore.

"Amitabha." The leading monk stood up slowly, put his palms together and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Instead of stopping it, he even made way for it.

Yan Cen felt puzzled at first, then his expression changed drastically, and he rushed over in a hurry.

"Master Yuan Zhi?"

The old monk Yuan Zhi was lying on the ground of the tarpaulin, his limbs were bent, and his appearance was very strange.

Meng Qi's eyes were fixed. He didn't feel surprised when he saw Yan Cen's hunched figure before. Yan Cen had always been afraid to face people because of his deformed body. After suffering such a blow, it was not surprising that he would look like this .But now Meng Qi doesn't think so anymore, Yuan Zhi's symptom is obviously poisoning, and it's a very well-known poison.

Lead machine.

It will make people curl up all over, convulse, and have abdominal pain like twisting.

Even if the poisoned person can be rescued, they will be disabled, their limbs will not work at all, and they will not even be able to stand.

Yuan Zhi has profound internal skills, and he has survived to this day. His face is emaciated and he is dying.

Meng Qi stretched out his hand to pinch the old monk's dry wood-like wrist, and tentatively injected his internal force.

Since the internal energy of the dragon veins is actually spiritual energy, it is as if the dry and broken soil meets water droplets, and the meridians, texture and viscera are immediately activated, desperately trying to catch a glimmer of life.At this time, Meng Qi was not stingy with internal energy, the ground veins in this cave were full of aura, no matter how much he gave out, he could quickly replenish it.

After a while, Yuan Zhi slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were cloudy, and his old face was full of wrinkles.

Everyone was overjoyed and was about to call him, but they saw a faint red light on Yuan Zhi's face, and they were frightened, fearing that it was a flashback.

"It turns out that Meng Guoshi is here." Yuan Zhi actually laughed and said in a low voice, "I stepped into the sea of ​​suffering and was about to cross the boundless turbid waves when suddenly someone brought me back alive."

He was about to struggle to sit up when he was talking, but Meng Qi was about to stop him, but Yuan Zhi sighed: "The meridians all over my body have been abolished, and the poison of pulling the machine is well-deserved. Now, why bother to waste the internal strength of the national teacher, old monk The brothers and sisters have passed away, they are mere skins, how can we be liberated?"

"No!" Yan Cen gripped Master Yuan Zhi's robe tightly, weeping uncontrollably.

The rest of the monks recited scriptures in a low voice, with miserable expressions.

Yan Cen said anxiously: "Senior Meng has a friend, you have met him, Dr. Mo's medical skills are amazing..."

This is true, but the ink carp is not here!

What's more, the toxicity of pulling the machine is too strong, and it is useless to drag it until today.

Meng Qi paused when he heard the words, and when he was thinking about what to say, the old monk Yuan Zhi already refused: "Doctor Mo may be able to save this old man's life, but lying down like this and not being able to move is any different from wood and stone? Yan Cen, you should wake up Here we come...from the night when the city of Xuanchuan Pass was broken, from the day you were born, cough cough, all kalpas have been turbid, and you will keep your heart forever."

At this time, apart from the monks in the cave, only Yan Cen, who grew up in the Buddhist temple, and Meng Guoshi, who was trying to level the Mojati Temple in Xiliang, could understand what Yuan Zhi was talking about.

The Buddha talked about the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and the evil world of the five turbidities, among which the turbidity of the kalpa is the first.

All catastrophes imposed by external forces of the fate of the world can be called catastrophe.Born grotesquely, separated from flesh and blood, fighting everywhere, suffering from hunger and cold, precarious... Yan Cen can be said to be in a catastrophe, but Yuan Zhi hopes that he can go out. Only by breaking free from these catastrophes can he truly live.

"Yan Cen." Master Yuan Zhi stroked the head of Yan Cen, the junior he cared about the most.

He didn't ask Yan Cen to take revenge, nor did he ask Yan Cen to save the misery in this world like the monks of Baoxiang Temple and the Ning family. He only wanted Yan Cen to live well.

As the aura that Meng Qi sent before was gradually consumed, the aura in Yuan Zhi's eyes gradually disappeared.He struggled to control his uncontrollable limbs, forced himself into a cross-legged posture, and groped the ground with his withered fingers.

Yan Cen quickly handed over the Zen staff.

Yuan Zhi grasped it with trembling hands, and suddenly condensed all his energy and violently pushed Yan Cen back in front of him.

"Master can't!"

Yan Cen realized something, and Meng Qi also instinctively took a step forward, waiting to stop it.

However, the cloak wrapped around Yan Cen had already been shaken by Qi Jin, and he was forced to close his eyes to accept the majestic internal force that suddenly poured into his body.

Yuan Zhi passed on the last burst of internal force to protect his heart veins to Yan Cen.

The twisted and shriveled palms drooped down, the eyes were closed, and there was no more breath.

He was still sitting there, not at all as peaceful as when the eminent monk passed away, and even his face was strangely distorted by the poison.

Meng Qi still remembers that when Master Yuanzhi made a breakthrough in martial arts, the internal force of Ku Rong's Zen theory burst forth, the muscles and meridians all over his body were tense, and he was full of energy, just like a glaring arhat.After only a few months of separation, it seemed that the bodhi tree had lost all its leaves, withered, twisted and shapeless.

The voices of several monks chanting sutras paused, and they seemed to be choked up, and tears dripped on the ground.

"Uncle Yuanzhi has passed away."