three watch drums

The wilderness here is already very close to Qingyuan Mountain, with Su Chan's footsteps and the blessing of the spell, the masked woman can only watch him disappear from sight.

But she was not in a hurry, she just gently brushed her long water-soaked hair, pinned it behind her ears, and took off the white mask covering her face.This woman looks very delicate, her eyes are like crescent moons, even when she is not smiling, she is full of tenderness, but her brows are slightly frowned, like a cloud of sorrow, and she looks a little bit bitter.

Su Chan returned to the Qingyuan Temple, and the woman did not intend to give up. After an hour, Su Chan changed his clothes again, and a young disciple came from the front mountain, saying that there was a female benefactor asking to see the temple master, who was kneeling Lu pressed under the Taoist priest's golden body, and she couldn't pull it up. If the temple master didn't go to see her, she knelt down and died in the temple.

"..." Su Chan thinks that he is not well-known. Compared with Zhuo Yuemen or the other Taoist friends who walk around, he acts the most low-key, so basically he always takes the trouble himself, and there is no trouble. It's hard to find his reason.

But this woman seems to have identified Su Chan, and even designed a clumsy trap to observe him... If it is not old, Su Chan really can't think of any specific reason, and insists on asking him to come out of the mountain.

"Forget it, let's go and have a look." Su Chan brushed his hair back. The tip of his tail was still a little wet, and it was uncomfortable to hang on his clothes. He casually pulled a blue ribbon and tied his hair behind his head. In an instant, he looked like a teenager. , in high spirits.

Xie Changlin was sitting beside him, twisting the water on his sleeve, when he heard this, he gave Su Chan a hand, "I'm about to leave the imperial city, why delay it for a while."

"It's okay, maybe it's not a big deal." Su Chan actually violated his conscience when he said this.

If it wasn't a major event, who would follow and observe with such fanfare, and finally kneel down?

Before the Qingyuan Temple hooked up with Xie Changlin's iron rice bowl, although they were not hungry to death, they didn't have much spare money to repair the subjective and reshape the golden body, so the gods and gods in the front mountain were a little naked, revealing the white glaze or soil embryo inside. It looks very careless, which is one of the reasons why Qingyuan Temple has no incense.

The woman knelt under Lu Yadao's clay statue. She was dressed in white. She was not petite, but very thin. Her clothes were wet and her hair was drooping. The place where she was kneeling gradually reflected a patch of dampness. land.

Yesterday when the storm was in full swing, she didn't have a thatched hut to shelter from the rain, so she was even more embarrassed than Su Chan and Xie Changlin. She didn't turn her head when she heard footsteps, but asked softly, "Is it the Lord of the Temple?"

"Yes, I'm Su Chan, what's the girl's name?" Seeing that she was really cold, Su Chan asked his little disciple to take a cloak and put it on her. Yao Guang squatted beside the woman, propping her head He looked at her curiously.

"Shi Panxia from my family, from Suizhou." Yao Guang blinked his big eyes and pulled her up under Su Chan's gesture.

The little baby is not big but not small in strength. Let alone a weak woman, even a strong man weighing two hundred pounds can stagger a bit, but this woman just stood up. Martial arts are close to him, even like Su Chan, he also has a little way of passage.

"Suizhou is tens of thousands of miles away from here. There should be talented people in the yamen of each prefecture. Why should the girl look far away?" Su Chan really couldn't figure it out. What conspiracy.

Suizhou is located at the border, accidents are frequent, there is only an unnamed river separated from the expanded Badu tribe, and Su Chan saw their Lord Shentu in the palace not long ago-it may be a coincidence that it happened to someone else, but Su Chan There are no coincidences around Confession.

Regarding the matter of Ji Renhe, Su Chan only mentioned it to Xie Changlin. Only half an hour later, Luo Ming rushed to investigate this person, but so far there is no news from the demon world. no.

But in this sensitive period, there is a mysterious woman from Suizhou who asked Su Chan to come out of the mountain, isn't it strange?

Shi Panxia didn't notice the note of "Dead Qi Bai Lie" was pasted on it, her face was very pale, and she looked weak and pitiful, but there was a gloomy look in her brows, as if Su Chan didn't agree to her, Then she would crash to death on Qingyuan Mountain.

"I'm already married and I dare not call you a girl anymore..." Shi Panxia said again.

Maybe it was cold, her voice was trembling, but there was a sense of confidence for no reason.There are many nomads in the frontier barbarians, and even the people of Dachu have different regions. Shi Panxia grew up in such an environment, and probably misunderstood the usage of the cloak, so he lifted it up and rubbed it on his head vigorously. The hair was dry, and the well-groomed fur collar was instantly matted into a ball.

"What do you want Madam?" Su Chan looked distressed, his peach eyes drooped, and the moles at the corners of his eyes became sad.

"My husband's family name is Wu... I once had a relationship with the temple master..." The woman lowered her head, tears streaming down her cheeks one by one, she gritted her teeth and said, "I want you to kill him .”

Su Chan's memory is sometimes good and sometimes bad. Regarding the past, he has forgotten as much as he can, but he has to remember some, such as the young lady who gave him dumplings, and Wu Shanren from Suizhou.

"You are the nineteenth house of Mr. Wu Dashan?" Su Chan was stunned. He came back to the imperial city from Badu via Suizhou to the south of the Yangtze River. It was seven or eight years ago. At that time, Mr. Wu Dashan had already She is old, and there is a wife who is not included in the list, and another eighteen concubines... Seeing that this woman is only in her twenties, Wu Dashan is really old and strong.

"..." Shi Panxia was just sad when she was shocked by Su Chan's words, she even stopped crying, and stared at her only savior in a daze, "...I am Wu Shanren's daughter-in-law."

Although Wu Dashan is full of wives and concubines, he only has one son and three daughters under his knees. Shi Panxia married the son of Wu Lingxi Wu.

Wu Lingxi is about the same age as Su Chan. He has a good personality. After Chan got acquainted, Su Chan also mentioned one or two points because of the hit-and-run relationship.

Later when Su Chan returned to Beijing, there were thousands of mountains and rivers in between, and nine out of ten letters he sent would not be delivered to his old friend. Both of them felt a little bit like coming along with each other, so they didn't force it, and gradually lost track of each other.

The last time I heard about Mr. Wu was when Su Chan went to Suizhou four years ago and passed by Wu Dashan’s mansion. Unexpectedly, it was already empty, and the old neighbors told him that Wu Dashan’s family had moved out. To the west, only Mr. Wu stayed. He joined the army and became a food officer.

A life that seems to be plain and contented, but for some reason, a request "please kill him" suddenly popped up. If it wasn't for the fact that the woman's feelings were too real and sad, Su Chan would have thought he was so young. My ears are not working.

"Lingxi has a good character, and there is nothing dangerous about being straightforward. Since you are his wife, why do you want his life?" Su Chan hesitated for a while, and then said, "But what happened?"

"Why don't the temple master go to Suizhou in person?" Shi Panxia had already calmed down her expression. The collapse just now seemed to have happened in an instant. She was born to be elegant and respectful. On the way, I heard that the temple master will leave the imperial city to take up his post in Suizhou in a few days, so why not a few days in the morning?"

She seemed eager for Su Chan to leave now, so she hurriedly killed Wu Lingxi so that she could put his body in the coffin.

Su Chan is a slow person, but he can see that this woman is deeply affectionate, and she is not ignorant. If there is no sufficient reason, she will not urge a complete stranger to kill her husband——Wu Dashan is a man after all. Because of my kindness, Wu Lingxi is a friend rather than an enemy, Su Chan's impatience is half gone, and he simply packs up as the woman said, and prepares to leave tomorrow.

Counting the time, tonight is the seventh day of Xie Changlin's blood injection. Once he regains his mana, there is no one in the world who can stop him, so it is very safe to go here. You don't need to bring too many people, except Yuheng and Yao Guang, Su Chan didn't even want a little disciple to help with him.

It was night, and Luo Ming, who had not heard anything for a long time, finally appeared on Qingyuan Mountain, and handed a roll of bamboo slips into the hands of Xie Changlin—a thing that has no record in ancient times, stones, wooden tables, and tortoise shells. After the bamboo slips were written, both silk and paper could be used in the later period, so no matter what was recorded on the bamboo slips, it should be after ancient times and before the prosperity of the world.

"Even in the world of demons, there are very few records about this Shentu. They are picked and picked. Only this volume of "Shou Ling Ji" is a little more detailed." Luo Ming said that the details are only a dozen or so. Bamboo slips are really of no value for in-depth understanding.

He also said, "It has only been a hundred years since Badu took shape until now, but this god Tuji is definitely not only a hundred years old, and most of the wars, famines, natural disasters and man-made disasters have his shadow. , I even doubt that this person is the reincarnation of a disaster star."

After Luo Ming finished speaking, he glanced at Su Chan, and said in apology, "I'm sorry, Mr. Su, even if you are in front of this calamity, you are nothing more than a mushroom without an umbrella."

"..." So what are you comparing?

In just a few words, the content on the bamboo slips was basically summed up. Xie Changlin seemed to be used to such an efficient way of handling affairs, so he didn't even open the bamboo slips, and put them in his sleeves.

He asked, "If you had made the trip yourself, no matter how hard it is to find the information, it shouldn't have taken so long. What happened?"

Luo Ming nodded, his brows and eyes that were loose just now suddenly sank, "I sent two crow spirits, both of whom were decapitated to death."

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Ang, sorry~ There is no double update today, but there will be tomorrow~ It is tomorrow, tomorrow... I just typed wrongly on my hand cancer, not every day orz