Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

"It's not your fault."

Yin Su could see clearly that the man with a handsome face acted ruthlessly. No matter who he met, he would never leave him alive. The reason why he was kept was probably to blackmail Yin Weizhi, "The truth is unknown , don't think too much about it."

Wen Song responded, but his heart was a little heavy. After a long time, he asked, "Then...are you injured?"

"Yes," Yin Su glanced at the blood stained on the skirt, and said softly, "But it's not serious, don't worry."

Wen Song hesitated and asked, "Really?"

Yin Su chuckled, "Shall I swear to you?"

Wen Song thought about it, but still felt uneasy, "You post it!"

Yin Su listened to his childish words, with a smile on his brows, "I swear, my injury is really not serious."

The mellow and soft voice brushed across the sea of ​​consciousness, dispelling the worry in Wen Song's eyes, "That's good."

The flying boat is small, but its speed is not slow at all. In just three days, it caught up with the flying boat where Yin Su was.

Wen Song knew that Yuanying cultivator's spiritual sense could detect a very long distance, so he wore a hidden magic weapon thousands of miles away, and the flying boat was full of hidden talismans. He is a person who knows himself, so he is only far away. Watching, waiting for the opportunity to save people.

Fortunately, he was lucky, and the time came soon.

Two days later, the moon fell and frost fell.

The man's flying boat met another team. The two sides were divided into two ends of the sky. One team had a blue robe and a white belt, which was elegant and elegant, while the other team had four styles of Taoist robes mixed in, with a calm and solemn expression.

The cultivators of the Yueling Sect only glanced at the opponent's Taoist robe, and quickly made a move. They manipulated the magic weapon and approached the man's flying boat. The sword cultivator took the lead and flew to fight him.

After being surprised for a short time, the man quickly went up to meet him, but after a while, the two sides fought together. The Yueling Gate had lost too many senior brothers and sisters due to these days, and the offensive was extremely fast.

Not long after, the white snow on the ground was covered with bright red...

Wen Song looked at the hard-hitting man, and then at the injured blue-robed monk on the snow. After thinking about it, he immediately manipulated the flying boat to float up to the falling snow. He followed the still-breathing monk and cast Flowing Illusion.

Fluid illusion is a kind of illusion, which can absorb people's consciousness into the illusion and retrieve the memory. It has extremely high requirements for the caster. This is the first time Wen Song has used it, and he is not sure whether it will be successful, but he has already There is no other choice.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Wen Song drove Fajue into the consciousness of the unconscious person. Fortunately, the monk's aura on the ground was about to dissipate, which made the resistance he received less intense. After three breaths, his consciousness touched He didn't dare to delay the other person's consciousness, and carefully and quickly photographed that part of the memory.

After doing this, he slapped his chest with [-]% of his strength, then subdued Rong Dan, and transformed into a person on the ground. When the other party lost his breath, he immediately put his body into the storage Bag, replaced by himself lying on the ground.

Wen Song's movements were extremely fast, and both sides were fighting with all their strength, so no one noticed. After a while, he slowly got up from the ground, dragged his injured body, and staggered back to Yinsu The flying boat where it is located.

He looked around for a week, looking for a remote corner and walked over. After arriving at the destination, he seemed unable to hold on and passed out.

During this period, Wen Song began to explore the ingested memory. Because his state was not high, the pictures looked mostly vague. In his memory, this person stayed in a place similar to a cave all year round, almost as if he was being kept. , They seldom went out, so I don't know how long after that, a man appeared and took them out of the cave, and started the killing this time.

After reading this memory, Wen Song had more doubts. Where is that cave?Why have they been raised for so many years?Are there many people like him?

However, the reality did not leave him so much time to think carefully, because the battle was over, both sides suffered many casualties, the man knew that it would be useless to stay longer, so he quickly left with others.

Wen Song noticed that someone was walking towards him, and immediately adjusted his breathing to a state of lethargy. After a while, a panacea was stuffed into his mouth.

When the tip of his tongue touched the panacea, he was startled.

"Why aren't you awake yet?"

A slightly hoarse voice came from his head, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

When Wen Song heard this, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened a pair of dark eyes. He looked at the other party, not knowing what to say.

The man didn't intend to talk to him, and when he saw that he was awake, he turned and left.

Wen Song held down the part that was injured by him, and it still hurt there. He spit out the elixir from his mouth, and then swallowed the Guiyuan elixir refined by Zhenjun Chongyao.

After that, Wen Song returned to the room following the location in his memory. He walked to the futon and sat down cross-legged, but the sea of ​​consciousness touched Lingxiyin, "Su Su."

The distance between the two is so close, Yin Su can naturally feel that he is worried, but he can't say anything to blame, and finally he can only say: "Why did you come up?"

Wen Song told Yin Su what happened just now.

Yin Su said: "Didn't you say that you will only follow the flying boat?"

Wen Song felt guilty for a moment, "Yes, but isn't this a matter of urgency, maybe there will be no such good opportunity next time."

Yin Su was silent for a long while, and said: "Be cautious and talk less, try to be like others."

Wen Song waited for a long time, but instead of being blamed, he received a concerned order. His heart was burning, and he said softly, "I know."

Yin Su sighed softly, "In the future, if you do such a thing, you must discuss it with me."

Wen Song obediently agreed.

Yin Su continued: "Besides, don't try to save me."

Wen Song was anxious, "Why?"

"Since the man didn't kill me on the spot, it proves that I am useful to him." Yin Su's eyes flashed with suspicion, "I want to see where he will take me."

"There are so many monks in the cultivation world, there will be many people who have been arrested like me, and going out means that we are one step further away from the truth."

Wen Song squeezed his sleeve tightly and said, "I'm with you."

Yin Su paused for a while before saying "OK".

Wen Song's hanging heart dropped.

A quarter of an hour later, a brief whistle sounded from the flying boat. Wen Song learned from his memory that it was the sound of a summons. He immediately left the room and walked to his place to stand still.

"How many people are left?"

the man asked.

"17 people."

The man's eyes flicked across the faces of the rest of the people. Wen Song tried his best to control his breathing. He lowered his head slightly, looking respectful.

The man said: "Leave ten people to continue to intercept and kill the monks of Yuelingmen, and the rest will go back with me."

"Yes."

Wen Song opened his mouth, but made no sound.

After the man left, the cultivator who gave him the elixir stood up, "Who wants to stay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, most of the people took a step forward.

Wen Song glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found that there were about thirteen of them.

He thought about it, and he could understand the reason. If the people here were raised in caves, they must not see the sun all year round. Once they saw the light of day, they would not want to go back.

Seeing this, the man asked a few people with low cultivation to retreat, "Danxiu cannot be killed, but must be caught."

"Yes."

Wen Song listened quietly from the beginning to the end, so he didn't attract any attention. After he returned to the house, he told Yin Su what happened just now, "Su Su, I can escort you back."

Listening to his slightly cheerful voice, Yin Su asked him, "Aren't you afraid?"

Wen Song smiled, "I'm not afraid if I'm with you!"

He was only afraid that he would not be by his side when something happened to Yin Su.

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Five days later, the flying boat landed.

Yin Su was taken down first, followed by Wen Song. Looking at the large dried up blood on his body and the stiff hands and feet when he walked, his heart suddenly clenched, and it hurt so badly.

This is the first time he has seen Yin Su since he left. He remembered that when he asked about his injuries last time, Yin Su said calmly that he was fine, but it is clearly not the case now...

Wen Song's eyes were red, and immediately he remembered where this place was, and quickly lowered his head, fearing that his strangeness would be discovered.

The cold snow fell between his brows, which stabilized his mood. He looked at the surrounding environment secretly, trying to remember the scene here, but gradually, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt. The row upon row of pagodas made him feel like he was in a Buddhist temple.

Thinking of this, Wen Song was startled.

Buddhist temple.

These two words reminded him of when he was in Jingyin Temple, there were also many pagodas there, but he didn't know if the two were related.

He thought a few times, but his steps didn't stop.

Half a quarter of an hour later, several people stopped in front of a dark red tower gate. The cold wind swept over the cornice, blowing off the snowdrifts on it, and hitting the front of the tower gate, spreading the coolness all over the place.

"Key."

"Yes."

After an oval mysterious bead was embedded in the door, the tower door was slowly opened, and several people walked in.

The eight people walked up the escalator level by level. There were about dozens of people guarding the outside of each level. Only the last level was empty because no one had been locked in yet.

When they reached the eleventh floor, the man grabbed Yin Su by the collar and threw him in, "You guard here."

Hearing the sound of falling to the ground, Wen Song felt sore and distressed. He could only control his eyes from falling on Yin Su, "Yes."

After the man left, several of them found a corner to stand still and stopped moving.

"Susu..."

Yin Su moved his body and slowly sat up from the ground, he leaned against the dilapidated, dusty wall, slightly closed his eyes, his lips turned pale because of the cold in his body, "What? "

Wen Song originally wanted to ask him why he lied to him, but thinking of the sentence "don't worry", he changed his words abruptly, "what shall we do next?"

"This is a Buddhist temple," Yin Su replied irrelevantly, "Which Buddhist temple do you think it is?"

Wen Song replied: "I only know Jingyin Temple."

"The other party is really smart," Yin Su's voice was very soft. "Who would have thought that a Buddhist temple that protects one side and has nothing to do with the world would get involved?"

He originally thought that these people used him as a bargaining chip to blackmail Yin Weizhi, but now it seems that if the other party dares to let him see everything here, he will not leave alive.

"Yes," Wen Song looked at the trembling spider web blown by the wind, and replied. His position was facing Yin Su, so he could clearly see his pale complexion. He couldn't help but said, "Su Su, you How should the prohibition be resolved?"

Yin Su shook his head lightly at him, "I still can't solve it yet."

Wen Song's fingertips landed on his palm and printed a few red marks. His soft and clear eyes fell on Yin Su's body, "Then I'll give you the array on my body."

"No need."

Wen Song saw that he still refused to agree, so he stopped using the formation disk and went to the cold with him.

Although he didn't tell Yin Su what he did, but Yin Su looked at Wen Song's face gradually turning blue, and couldn't figure it out, so he said helplessly: "Put the array back."

Wen Song directly cut off the contact between the two and stopped looking at him.

Yinsu's eyelashes drooped and spread out under the eyelids, casting half a shadow. He didn't want Wen Song to rescue him, but Wen Song still came. He didn't want Wen Song to suffer, but Wen Song was so stubborn to accompany him Being cold together, I can't tell what it feels like, there are some soreness and distress, but more people feel happy. There is such a person, just seeing him, makes him feel happy.

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The woman would never have imagined that the person she was trying to find would come right under her nose, and her fingertips plucked the strings, forming a loose tune.

When the sound of the piano fell, the attendant brought a basin of clear water and put it in front of her.

The woman submerged her hand in the cold water and said, "Did anyone find it?"

"No."

The woman said slowly: "Ten days have passed."

The attendant shook his hand holding the clear water, "Yes."

After cleaning her hands, the woman wiped them again with a towel. A cultivator doesn't need to do this, but after all, it has formed a habit, and it can't be changed. "Let Lu Zhi go to the pagoda again."

"Respect the Lord's order."

Half an hour later, in the pagoda not far from Yinsu, the atmosphere was stagnant.

"Inheritance of alchemy, or countless spiritual plants and treasures can be used by fellow Taoist Wen, so why stick to one person?"

"I only want my elder brother. If I can't see anyone, I will never share my luck."

Seeing that his eyes were full of determination, Lu Zhi lowered his tone, "Then I hope that Fellow Daoist Wen will persevere until the Lord still has patience."

Wen Fu's eyes were equally cold, "Don't worry about it."

The conversation between the two ended up unhappy.

When Lu Zhi left, Wen Fu collapsed on the futon as if he lost his strength.

In fact, he is the person who doesn't want to find Wen Song the most, because once he finds someone, it means that he has to divide his luck. As a monk, he naturally knows how important luck is, so why would he want to share it with others?

After he left Zhaoye Xianshan, he was afraid that Wen Song would come to find him, so he hid in the mortal world, but it was this hiding that put him in danger.

He knew the truth of the crime of Huaibi, but never knew that this truth would apply to him. When the woman caught him, she threatened him that if she didn't divide her fate, she would kill him directly. He was too panicked at the time, so she agreed After getting down, but after regaining his senses, he realized that something was wrong. If his luck was really important to the other party, then he would not be killed no matter what, but if he agreed, he agreed. In the end, Wen Fu just Can divide one's luck into a part.

He thought it was only this time, but unexpectedly the woman wanted to steal his luck again soon, Wen Fu didn't dare to refuse directly, so she made such a request.

Because of this, he was more afraid than Wen Song, afraid that he would be caught just like that...

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