I wanted to embrace my master and return home

In just a few days, Liuyun Mountain fell into chaos, the palaces collapsed, and the attendants in each palace were dead and crazy. There was an invisible thing wantonly plundering Yang Qi, as if it was ready to go.

After all, Yu Shubai was young and energetic, and sent people to mix thick powder to avoid evil spirits in the wall powder of each hall. This is a common method to drive away evil spirits. Ke Qing, even specially repaired the royal palace on the top of the mountain to invite them to take refuge.

"Senior, is it really all right? This time the spirit looks different from the previous ones. If it's convenient, we can help..."

"Haha, don't worry, everyone, Gouzi is already dealing with a small accident." With a smile on his face, Yu Bowen braved the rain to send a dozen guests and grand masters to the car, and let out a long breath after finishing.

"What are you doing, there is not enough manpower now, and you still have to send a few grand masters in front of the hall to protect those guest ministers sent out?" Seeing this, Yu Shubai stepped forward in surprise.

"Just do your own thing well. If they see the turmoil in Sitian Pavilion, what should they do if they go out and talk to each other?"

"What do you mean? You want to lock them up on the top of the mountain?" Yu Shubai said.

"What's a 'lock'? It's just to invite a few masters to take refuge. In addition, I will pass on the password to seal off the descending point, and no entry or exit is allowed until the evil spirits are eradicated." Uncle Yu said righteously.

"..." Yu Shubai was speechless, the sect's way of dealing with affairs has always been the same, and immediately blocked the news if something happened, even if it needed to embezzle demon-eliminating materials, he would not hesitate.

Si Tiange still used the usual method to remove spirits, but what shocked them was that this time the spirits were extremely ferocious, not only not suppressed by ordinary spells, but also murderous and invisible, often sucking human energy at night, acting sophistically It was not only the servants who suffered, but also Yu Shubai. Every night, he experienced several times of evil spirits attacking his body. The pain was so painful that he couldn't sleep all night, but there was nothing he could do.

What they don't know is that the last time of these evil spirits is to be blindfolded and spent in the dark. After death, they are already extremely sensitive to light, so they like to wander around in the dead of night, and their hearing is extremely sensitive.

"Small, young suzerain, there are dozens more, and now the entire Liuyun Mountain can see more than a hundred, and it is increasing every day." The big disciple who came back from the survey knelt on the ground, buried his head extremely low , hesitant to speak.

When Yu Shubai heard the words, his eyes darkened: "How...how did this happen?"

What is it that attracts the evil spirits? Liuyun Mountain is full of aura and there is no wasteland like mass graves. How could it attract so many evil spirits?

Normally, it would take several months to get rid of one or two evil spirits of this level, and they cannot be transformed, they can only be suppressed, but this time...

"Young Sect Master, this disciple has a request. My younger sister is very sick, and my mother is over sixty years old. She suffered from hysteria a few days ago. Can you open the mountain gate and let my disciple escort them back to my aunt's house for refuge?" The eldest disciple pleaded cautiously, Eye sockets are red.

"No!" Before Yushu could speak in vain, Yu Bowen vetoed it without hesitation: "If you open the barrier at the mountain gate at this time, someone will take advantage of the chaos and leave the mountain. If it spreads, you are the only one to ask!"

"But……"

"The palace still has halls, escort Lingmei and Lingci to recuperate as soon as possible, and I will send you a doctor." Yu Shubai said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Yu Bowen said angrily: "Confused! The palace is for several masters to live in, how can..."

"Hurry up, arrange for all the old and weak women and children in Liuyun Mountain to take refuge in the palace. The imperial palace and Liuyun Mountain are connected by an enchantment, and go to the warehouse to send a large number of teleportation amulets!" A solemn voice came from outside the hall, and Gu Mou strode away Come in, it looks very urgent.

"Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you to stay in the room?" Yu Shubai's face turned pale, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "The matter is not that serious, but you have to go back to the room to recuperate."

"What are you, you deserve to meddle in Sitian Pavilion's affairs, how can outsiders be allowed to come and go in the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace at will, it's disrespectful!" Yu Bowen was furious, and completely lost his usual kindness and kindness.

The scene fell into chaos, out of control.

"What do you think is the situation in Sitian Pavilion now? Do you think it's only a matter of time before these evil spirits are dealt with?" Gu Mou asked with a solemn expression, his chest rising and falling, "If you don't want the entire army of Sitian Pavilion to be wiped out, follow my instructions." Do what you say."

"Shut up, how could the entire Sitian Pavilion be destroyed? The Yu family's foundation for thousands of years..."

"Then do as I say!" Gu Mou roared, startling all the people present, they all fell silent, and the entire Liuyun Palace fell into a depressive silence.

How can you not know, how can you not know, how serious the current situation is.

"No wonder Master disdained Si Tiange's way of life when he was alive. If the Tianfu Pavilion appeared like an evil spirit, the first thing to do was to evacuate the disciples for refuge, but you are here to deceive yourself and others, and you don't care about the lives of hundreds of people on the mountain! Gu Mou looked at them coldly, his eyes full of disgust.

Hearing Shi Minghua's name, Yu Bowen felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and instantly frowned: "Try to say it again!"

"Come here, order the palace to clean up all the side halls that can be used, and send all the old and young down the mountain." Yu Shubai still adopted Gu Mou's method. He knew that Gu Mou had no malicious intentions, but was surprised by his initiative.

Several uncles in the palace were aware of this incident and wrote letters one after another, but Yu Shubai resisted all opinions and arranged them to take refuge in the palace despite the rain. Once these nepotisms were gone, the entire Sitian Pavilion was gone. Nearly one-third of the time, only the monks were left to fight.

Two days later, instead of decreasing, the number of evil spirits increased, approaching two hundred!

Liuyun Mountain was forced to open the restriction, but it still couldn't resist the coming evil spirits. They were as pervasive as the rain in the past few days. They sprang out from the ground and penetrated into the human body to absorb the essence.

One afternoon, Yu Shubai was leaning on the bed, and more than a dozen evil spirits were entwined around him, passing through his body one after another. Every time he hit it, he felt unbearable pain, and every inch of his skin seemed to be tearing. , The pain made him tremble all over.

They couldn't be scattered or driven away. Yu Shubai crouched in a corner with his head in his arms. The cries of these evil spirits lingered in his head. What he saw when he closed his eyes was a scene like hell, and he wished for the other ear. Also deaf.

"Young Sect Master, the West Palace... has collapsed!" The anxious voices of the disciples came from outside the door.

"What... what?" Yu Shubai struggled to get up, his lips were pale, and the three layers of his underwear were soaked in cold sweat, sticking to his body, making the pain on his skin even more painful, he called out weakly :"Come in."

"Young Sect Master, this disciple can't explain clearly, go over and have a look, it seems to be the rain!"

Hearing this word, Yu Shubai woke up instantly. He didn't even care about the pain in his body. He dragged his tired body to the west hall. After arriving, he saw only a piece of ruins. Rain, digging bricks and moving earth, is rescuing those who are crushed below.

"Young Sect Master, look!" The disciple who sent the message stepped forward, picked out a piece of wall that was still relatively complete, and gently twisted it with his hand, and unexpectedly easily squeezed a piece of it, turning it into mud in the palm of his hand.

Although the West Hall was built with light and thin materials in order to avoid the heat, but it is not enough to let the rain wash away for a few days...

In this situation, it is very likely that it has been corroded by something.

"Song Yu, what is it like?" Yu Shubai was a little confused.

"Returning to Young Master, there is only one recorded rainstorm in the cultivation world. It was during the period of the demon transformation. At that time, the farmland in Kyushu was eroded by acid and the houses collapsed. It is very similar to now. The rain in the past few days has become more and more sour!" The disciple recounted the records in the Xuanmen annals, the more he talked, the more restless he became.

The sky was gray, and the ground was sprinkled with patters of rain, and the eyes were gray. The rain had been falling for more than ten days in a row, not too big or too small, but it didn't stop for a moment.

Yu Shubai stretched out his hand to catch a handful of rainwater. He vaguely felt that the rainwater was cloudier and darker than normal rainwater.

He leaned closer and licked it lightly, it was sour and smelly.

I don't know how long it took, the voices in my ears seemed to disappear, only the humming remained. The cold air of deep winter penetrated from the bottom of my feet, and my blood seemed to freeze at this moment.

"...Young Sect Master, what's wrong with you? Young Sect Master!" The disciples noticed something was wrong with him and called out anxiously.

"I'm fine..." Yu Shubai's eyes darkened for a while, and he grabbed his disciple's wrist instead: "What is Gu Mou doing, has he acted strangely in the past few days?"

"According to your instructions, Mr. Gu has been in the dormitory for the past few days, and the disciples are on duty in turn."

"Okay, keep an eye on him, you can pick a few more and watch his every move carefully, don't let him run away." Yu Shubai's eyes gradually turned cold.

Now that the Sitian Pavilion is in chaos, although he can't figure out how Gu Mou can take advantage of the chaos and escape because he is unarmed at the moment, but he is Gu Mou after all, so he can't take it lightly.

At this time, Gu Mou had already moved the pharmacy to the sleeping hall, threw various herbs into jars to grind, took out a little to smell, shook his head, poured it out and remixed it. The guarding disciples were very confused by his behavior, but Seeing his cold face, he didn't dare to step forward to ask.

"It's fine for him to stay here obediently. As long as he doesn't run away, he can do whatever he wants..." The disciples said unanimously, they all knew the worries of their young master, and they didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

I could only hear the sound of Gu Mou smashing the medicine. Several disciples stood guard at the door, two inside and four outside, all with big arms and round waists.The stove inside the hall was burning vigorously, which was in contrast to the cold weather outside, and the disciples on duty inside gradually became drowsy.

Suddenly a gust of wind hit, and the two disciples woke up suddenly. From the corner of their eyes, they saw Gu Moucong take out a metallic object from his arms, which was somewhat reflective, and both of them were startled.

"what are you doing!"

They stepped forward at the same time, snatched the piece of metal product with lightning speed, and looked left and right: "What is this, a silver dish?"

Almost at the same time, the two thought whether Gu Mou would take this opportunity to send a message to Tianfu Zhige to ask for help.

Gu Mou glanced at them blankly, grabbed the iron box, opened it, and scooped some cinnabar into the medicine jar with a small spoon.

"..." The disciple who seized the box was stunned for a moment, extremely embarrassed: "It turned out to be this, I'm sorry..."

"Get out." Gu Mou didn't raise his head, he couldn't tell whether he was angry or not, and his tone was as cool as ever.

Hearing his words, another disciple was puzzled: "My lord, that... the young master ordered that someone should be left in the hall to take care of you. We will stand at the door and promise not to disturb you."

Hearing this, Gu Mou's wrist paused, he squeezed the medicine pestle tightly, without saying a word, his finger bones turned white.

Seeing this, the disciples hurriedly retreated respectfully to the door for fear that he would have another attack.