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On the way to Taihuai, Jiang Lizhou thought about countless possibilities. At first, he thought that the children in Youzhou City were just a trick to deceive others.

But after going through Jiangnan, the black market for the mermen seems to be a non-existent thing, and the medicinal materials they want to exchange for the mermen are ridiculously outrageous. It always feels like something irreversible is about to happen.

Jiang Lizhou originally planned to go directly to Taihuai Mountain, but when he saw from a distance that almost all the Taihuai Mountains were surrounded by water, and the Yuren tribe guarded Taihuai Mountain tightly, unable to enter or exit, his heart was shocked. He turned around and went to Youzhou.

He landed on the top of a high tower and looked down, as if he had been hit in the temple by a heavy hammer—there was no one alive in the city, and everything was dead.

The tragic scene of Dongcheng thousands of years ago suddenly jumped before his eyes, anger and grief welled up, and his eyes turned black for a moment.

"Chong, you're here too."

Cang Jin walked to his side, seeing his ugly face, said lightly: "It seems that you have also solved the riddle—we have been put together."

Jiang Lizhou's brows were full of suppressed rage, he clenched Shang Ting tightly again, the stone pendant on the side shook and rubbed against the back of his hand, he suddenly glanced sideways: "Where's Qinghe?"

Cang Jin laughed, and raised his chin forward: "Go ahead, tsk, he's so cowardly, you still scare him."

Jiang Lizhou suddenly raised Shangting in his hand at her, and the stone pendant on it shook in front of her a few times, Cang Jin's smile froze, and he turned his head away calmly.

Jiang Lizhou sneered: "I don't know what they did behind my back, but their mouths are getting tighter and tighter."

Cang Jin laughed dryly: "What are you talking about - let's go."

After the words fell, Cang Jin slipped away lightly.

Lin Qinghe saw Jiang Lizhou standing on the top of the tower from a distance, and before Cang Jin's eyes came over, he ran away quickly.

Cang Jin, who had laughed at Lin Qinghe just now, landed beside him again, and whispered, "You were exposed, but I didn't say that. He found out by himself. You should think about what to do."

Lin Qinghe's mind was in a mess, but now he was stunned: "Which one are you referring to?"

Cang Jin glanced at him, raised her hand and waved twice as if to ring a bell: "Anyway, I think I should know everything."

Before Lin Qinghe could recover, Jiang Lizhou patted him on the shoulder from behind, almost flying off the ground in fright.

Jiang Lizhou's voice was still very indifferent: "Is there any news that I don't know, let's hear it."

Lin Qinghe's eyes flickered for a long time, Cang Jin slapped Lin Qinghe's back fiercely, and then said: "Yunshui Temple was burned, and all the big and small monks you have seen are dead, just when Zang Feng went to Taihuai to investigate That day."

Lin Qinghe woke up in an instant, and lowered his eyes in frustration.Sure enough, he said that if you don't ask, you won't ask.

Jiang Lizhou nodded: "Go to Yunshui Temple to have a look."

On their way to Yunshui Temple, they occasionally saw dead bodies lying on the side of the road with their chests open. Jiang Lizhou frowned and said to Lin Qinghe, "Tell some people to restrain the bodies later."

Lin Qinghe nodded quickly.

Jiang Lizhou suddenly remembered something: "At the end of the star picking ceremony, there was also a monk whose heart was poached and died. If I remember correctly, the appearance of death should be similar."

Cang Jin asked: "How did they solve it at that time?"

Jiang Lizhou thought about it for a while: "I thought it was man-made at the time, not a demon. They hired a Mr. Yin Yang—that Bai Xiaosheng. "

When they arrived at the location of Yunshui Temple, there was only a piece of ashes left in the temple. They went around and found a dry river.

Jiang Lizhou frowned: "I remember, this river wasn't like this in the beginning, why did it dry up completely in just a few months?"

Cang Jin's expression also became solemn: "I can only think of one person who can turn the whole river into a hollow."

She and Jiang Lizhou looked at each other for a moment, and Jiang Lizhou nodded: "The leader of the Four Demons under Yinggou's hands—Mi Lang."

Cang Jin was a little unbelievable: "Didn't he die? You didn't do it yourself in the battle of Dongcheng..."

Jiang Lizhou shook his head: "At that time the whole city was bombed, who knew."

Jiang Lizhou tugged Lin Qinghe: "Let's go down and have a look."

Cang Jin waved his hands happily: "Look a little longer."

The river course is very deep and wide, and the bottom of the river has been dried and cracked.

Just as he stood firm, Jiang Lizhou suddenly pushed him onto the dirt wall on one side, and bit him down without a word.

It was really a bite, Lin Qinghe was palpitated by his fierce kiss.

Jiang Lizhou bit him twice and then kissed him earnestly. After a long while, he pressed his forehead against his forehead and said, "You have something to do, why are you restless all the way?"

Lin Qinghe blinked, feeling extremely wronged: "That's not you..."

Jiang Lizhou laughed and kissed his eyes: "I just said I won't ask you, and I didn't say I don't want you. What are you afraid of?"

A big stone in Lin Qinghe's heart was suddenly let go, and he quickly reached out and hugged him full of arms, rubbing against him: "It's terrible, it's all because of you."

Jiang Lizhou sighed and rubbed his head: "My fault, I won't be like this in the future."

Lin Qinghe bent his eyes and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Lizhou smiled and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, then settle the matter here properly, and I'll settle it with you when I go back."

Lin Qinghe was stunned for a moment: "It's not bad? What is it? No more."

Jiang Lizhou raised his eyebrows: "Say it again."

Lin Qinghe kissed him flatteringly, and fooled the words.

Seeing them coming back, Cang Jin glanced at a certain worthless tiger with a smile on his brow, and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Jiang Lizhou reached out and handed her a withered and black aquatic plant: "The few clues that survived, the place where it grew was in the shade, so it was not scorched."

Cang Jin smelled it: "Is this poisoned?"

Jiang Lizhou nodded: "It is estimated that the whole river was poisoned, and it took a lot of trouble to make it like this. The Shaoyunshui Temple probably has clues to the poison in it. I guess, the children who were looted and disappeared Beggar-"

He looked at the ashes and said, "Probably because he is close to the source of the poison, he was taken away to try the medicine first."

Lin Qinghe said: "This river is the source of all the water sources in Youzhou City, and those people have been gutted. I looked at it when I came here, and they were dug up in a mess, but some of the liver and lungs are still there. It's gone."

He paused and said, "So this poison is probably like some seasoning, otherwise there is no need to try it once or twice."

Jiang Lizhou glanced at him, and jokingly said, "Yunshui Temple was burned, and the clues are broken. What else can you do?"

Lin Qinghe twitched the corner of his lips: "We can only let the dead talk."

Xia Tian was dug to Youzhou from the medicine field by two little mermaids.

Xia Wu was full of anger, looked at Jiang Lizhou for a while, seemed to understand everything, and snorted coldly: "Everyone is more capable than one."

They moved a still-visible corpse, which hadn't been gouged too badly, but was missing a heart, into a wide open temple.

Xia Wu worked for a long time, frowned and said: "This poison is like something used to make Gu in southern Xinjiang. It is used to raise those Gu people who have not succeeded. But the purpose of making Gu is to make him use a knife or bite people's throats. There is no way to dig out the heart and lungs."

Jiang Lizhou raised his head and said suddenly, "What if this body is their medicine jar for raising Gu?"

Lin Qinghe's expression froze: "They deliberately lured us to the south of the Yangtze River. Their goal was Youzhou from the beginning!"

Jiang Lizhou stood up: "Now we need to find out where the Taihuai moths started to grow, whose idea was it for Jianzong to go to the south of the Yangtze River, and what they were going to do, or in other words, they deliberately created the illusion of the mermaid caravan going south, who is it?" Authorized."

There seemed to be a layer of frost on his face, and his voice was surprisingly cold: "It's only been a while, and they're about to turn the world upside down, idiot."

Lin Qinghe looked sideways: "I don't think this battle can be done by a group of monks, so they are killing two birds with one stone..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed again: "That Taihuai..."

Jiang Lizhou tugged at him: "Go back now."

When they rushed back to Taihuai, they saw the mountains and forests screaming, the whole mountain was shrouded in black clouds, and the surrounding mermen seemed to find nothing unusual.

Jiang Lizhou sneered: "This kind of ability, it's not Mi Lang, it's Ying Gou who crawled out by himself."

They went straight into Kong Qing's wing, Jiang Lizhou kicked the door open, grabbed Kong Qing by the collar and threw him outside the door, Shangting the flames faintly stuck on the monk's forehead.

Jiang Lizhou kicked him on the chest unceremoniously, and Kong Qing instantly fell two steps away, lowering his head in embarrassment and coughing up blood.

Lin Qinghe hooked his fingers and the monk was dragged back to their feet by the volley.

Jiang Lizhou really wanted to split this reckless monk in half, so he suppressed his anger and asked him, "Tell me, who is it?"

Kong Qing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, before she could say the Buddha's name, she was kicked on the shoulder again.

Jiang Lizhou looked down at him: "Don't talk nonsense to me, let me ask you, who is the person who helped you climb to this position all these years, and I will settle with you after the death of Master Kumu."

Kong Qing coughed twice, his shoulders were stepped on and he couldn't move, and he pulled out an ugly smile: "You...don't have evidence, are you going to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

Jiang Lizhou snorted, with disgust on his lips: "I won't let you die for a while - besides, I don't need evidence to kill you."

After Jiang Lizhou recovered his memory, he began to investigate Kongqing, and found that he was bitten by wolves at the age of 16, and his life was saved, but both legs were crippled. At the age of 19, he was able to fight monster dragons. What a panacea for spring on a dead tree.

After that, Kong Qing escaped into the Buddhist sect, and gradually rose to fame, becoming the youngest director of the Buddhist sect.

Kong Qing and the few monks who followed him were all thrown into the dungeon in Taihuai.

Jiang Lizhou leaned against the stone wall outside and closed his eyes in a daze. Lin Qinghe turned his head and asked him, "Is Master Kumu's death related to him?"

Jiang Lizhou didn't open his eyes, and said in a low voice, "The real body of Master Kumu is a thousand-petaled lotus under the seat of the Golden Buddha. Unless the divine essence is destroyed, no one can hurt him."

Lin Qinghe gave a low hum: "I just went to count the number of people, and there is one monk missing."

Jiang Lizhou looked up at him: "Is that the monk in charge?"

Lin Qinghe nodded, and Jiang Lizhou laughed: "Really, I was all about you at the time, and I didn't realize that there was something wrong with that smelly monk."

Lin Qinghe's heart moved, and he leaned over: "Although it is very inappropriate, I really want to kiss you."

Jiang Lizhou put his arms around his neck: "Come here."

At this time, we have stepped into the winter of Taihuai Mountain. It was getting dark earlier, and the evening wind was very cool, passing through the gloomy mountains and forests, causing a hoarse whistling sound.

The cold mountain wind swept past their hot kisses, Lin Qinghe flinched involuntarily, Jiang Lizhou pulled him closer, and smiled: "I'm still afraid of the cold."

Lin Qinghe kissed him lightly: "So you hug me well."

Jiang Lizhou hummed: "The little deer hates winter."

Lin Qinghe looked up at him, his blue pupils seemed to be bright, and he said, "I'm different from those little deer, I don't hate winter anymore."

"My Xiaodao was born on the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month in winter 20 years ago."

"It's not so cold in winter."