Immortals come on the moon

"Can I still walk? Do I need my brother to carry you?"

Song Minhuan went to help Zhuang Li up, and when Zhuang Li got up, he put some strength on his shoulders, his face was still pale, and soon let go of him.

He guessed that Zhuang Li couldn't walk anymore, and soon there was blood oozing out of the gauze, he looked down and saw that it was red.

Fortunately, it shows that the poison has been resolved.

"I don't know where it is here, let's find a way to go back first."

Zhuang Li looked at the surrounding terrain for a while, "There are only two mountains in Chongguang City, Nanguang Mountain and Beiguang Mountain. This is Nanguang Mountain."

Song Minhuan: "Beiguang Mountain is the tomb of the royal family?"

Zhuang Li nodded slightly. The forests and vegetation on the mountain here grow without any order, and there is no building similar to a mausoleum. The whole mountain seems to have no boundaries, and only half of it can be seen to the sky.

"That kind of silver grass is only grown in Nanguang Mountain," Zhuang Li pointed to a piece of silver grass growing under a tree on the opposite side.

"Silver contains grass?" Song Minhuan felt a little familiar, and heard Zhuang Li say again, "A kind of herbal medicine that can detoxify snakes."

"Do you still know herbs?" Song Minhuan asked, then pointed to the other side, "There is a path here, let's go down the mountain first."

Zhuang Li didn't speak. He knew many herbs, but he hadn't told this person before.

The two of them supported each other to walk, Zhuang Li didn't want to let him carry it, and forced himself to walk.

At this time, it was almost dark, and Song Minhuan's spiritual power recovered a little.He sensed the surrounding environment. There were no people on the mountain except them. There were two families halfway up the mountain. One had no one and the other had only one person.

Further away, he couldn't perceive anything.

A layer of mist gradually spread up from the mountain, and the mist shrouded the forest. Although he hadn't found any danger yet, he had an intuition that it was best to leave here as soon as possible.

Song Minhuan supported Zhuang Li, feeling that his shoulders were getting heavier and heavier, he asked Zhuang Li, "Xiao Zhuang, why don't I carry you on my back, we may not be able to go down the mountain today, let's go see the family below who is willing They don't want to take us in."

Seeing that Zhuang Li's entire face turned pale, Song Minhuan was a little worried. The mountain road was not easy to walk. He lowered his head and looked at Zhuang Li's wound again.

It was dark during the journey just now, and there was fog, so he didn't pay much attention.Looking at it now, I found that the wound on Zhuang Li's ankle was oozing black blood again, and the entire cloth was soaked in black.

"Xiaozhuang, wait a minute."

Song Minhuan stopped, feeling a little angry. The kid didn't say a word on the way, and he asked, "Why didn't you tell me that you were suffering? Why didn't you tell me that the blood turned black again? I don't want this leg anymore. ?"

Zhuang Li didn't speak, he lowered his head and touched Zhuang Li's ankle, and heard a "click" from Zhuang Li's palm to break off a dead branch on one side.

"Hold it," Song Minhuan felt really angry and funny, and said helplessly, "I didn't believe Meng Qi said before that you used to swallow your anger, but when you beat up those disciples, you were not willing to be cruel, but now I believe it." , you can really bear the pain."

He didn't even know what to say about Zhuang Li's departure. He was stubborn and disobedient. After a long time, he also knew that this kid is soft but not tough. If you follow him hard, he will definitely drive you half to death.

So every time he talked about Zhuang Li, he was persuading him with great patience, and the effect was very remarkable.But it is still very irritating. You say it once, and he remembers it once. The second time, it will still go its own way. You have to pay attention to him all the time.

He also knew that Zhuang Li could not be blamed. Zhuang Li's guardedness, habits and personality that were different from ordinary people were all deeply rooted in his bones and would not be easy to change for a while.

Song Minhuan untied the cloth, frowned and said, "When did it turn black?"

When Mingming was about to leave, what he saw was still red blood, why did it change again?

The corners of Zhuang Li's lips were tense, and it took a while before he said, "It didn't take long to be like this."

"Then why don't you tell your brother? Like to hold on?"

Song Minhuan didn't expect Zhuang Li to answer him, this kid has a twisted mind, sensitive and overthinking, maybe he doesn't want to trouble him, afraid of being left behind by him?

"This detoxification powder can only be used for a while, and there is no way to completely detoxify the silver needle. Now we count the time and change the medicine every once in a while."

Although this cannot completely detoxify, it can also prevent the wound from becoming serious.

"I'll carry you on my back for the rest of the way. You look at the cloth strips and tell me immediately if a little bit of black blood appears. If you keep holding back, I'll throw you on the mountain."

Song Minhuan said that he was afraid that Zhuang Li would be angry again, but at this moment, which is more important, if this kid is angry, he should be angry, it's better than tossing himself out.

He knelt down and came up, "Come up."

"We don't have to go down the mountain any longer, Xiaozhuang?"

Song Minhuan waited for a while, his back sank, he supported Zhuang Li to get up, and continued to walk down.The fog in front of his eyes was getting thicker, Zhuang Li suddenly said in a muffled voice: "My mother used to carry me like this."

Song Minhuan: "..."

He wanted to hear what happened next, but Zhuang Li didn't say anything after that, and said after a while, "Something is following us."

"Don't stop and don't look back."

Song Minhuan released some of his senses to check behind him, and he felt a vague black thing, probably the sprites raised by the swamp fog in this mountain.

This kind of evil is not threatening, and usually follows the pedestrians into the mountains, and when people fall asleep from exhaustion, they drag them into the swamp and drown them.

Song Minhuan didn't look back, he carried Zhuang Li on his back, and looked at the light shining from the house halfway up the mountain from a distance, it didn't look far away, but it took nearly an hour to walk.

On the way, he sprayed Zhuang Li with poison powder again. When they arrived at the door of that house, it was completely dark.

The night fell, the clouds and the moon were blocked, and the forest was opaque.

Song Minhuan didn't have a hand to knock on the door, so he asked Zhuang Li to knock three times, and the door opened from the inside, revealing a wrinkled old man's face.

The old man seemed to be wary of something, and looked at the two of them with a look of wariness.

Song Minhuan smiled first, and explained the situation, "Old man, our two brothers got lost on the mountain, and my younger brother injured his foot. There is a family here, and I would like to ask if you would like to take us in for a night."

"We can pay Lingshi."

The old man was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something, he glanced at the distance, and asked him: "What are you doing up the mountain? Don't you know the danger on the mountain?"

"We are disciples of cultivating immortals. We went up the mountain to find Yin Hancao and to complete the mission of the sect."

Song Minhuan found a random reason and said sincerely: "Old man, we only stay for one night, and we promise to leave early tomorrow morning. My brother's foot is injured, so it's not safe to be outside..."

"Come in quickly."

The old man opened the door for them, and Song Minhuan went in with Zhuang Li on his back. Zhuang Li still held the sword in his hand, and looked around the yard when he came in.

"I usually don't allow outsiders to come in here. If it weren't for the fact that you two are young, you wouldn't even open the door," the old man said, "You two can only stay for one night. You will live in the house on the west side, and you will leave immediately tomorrow morning."

The old man pointed to the house to the west, "It's best not to go out at night, there are evil spirits in the mountains, if something happens to you two, I won't care."

Song Minhuan nodded and thanked her again and again.

He carried Zhuang Li into the room. There was a bed and a table inside. The quilt was a little damp to the touch. There were cobwebs hanging from the corner of the wall. A single candle stood on the window, and only a little candle was left burning. foam.

"Let's just make do with it for the night," Song Minhuan glanced at Zhuang Li's ankle, and found that black blood was coming out again, so he quickly changed the cloth strips and re-applied the poison powder on him.

"Master told me that we need to find out the truth within three days, and that Night Flower Girl is the murderer. He said that if I can't find out within three days, I will be deceived like everyone else."

One day has passed now, and he still has two days left.

Obviously he already knew the murderer, but there must be a reason for Shen Yingxue to let him continue to investigate.And that night flower girl said she couldn't keep him, why?Is it just because he took one more look at Night Flower Girl in the inn?

This shouldn't cause Yehuanu to put him to death, could it be... A thought suddenly popped up in Song Minhuan's mind.

In this case, it is very likely that the original owner knew something, but he didn't know, and he was noticed when he was watching Night Flower Girl more, which aroused Night Flower Girl's vigilance and made Night Flower Girl murderous.

Not only that, but he had seen this person before, because he also felt slightly familiar with Night Flower Girl.

Zhuang Li: "Her cultivation is comparable to mine. What Shen Yingxue means is that she is just a scapegoat, and the real murderer is someone else."

"In other words, the scapegoat is the identity of the night flower girl. When the murderer is found out, she just needs to find someone to replace it, or fake death. When the 'night flower girl' dies, she can replace it with another person. One identity is at large."

"Of course, these are just speculations. It is also possible that she is just a victim of some underground organization, and someone else is manipulating everything behind the scenes."

What they have to do now is to find out what the other identity of Night Flower Girl is.

Zhuang Li's complexion was very bad, and he passed out soon after the analysis.

A simple formation was placed on the door, Song Minhuan did not dare to sleep, he guarded Zhuang Li by the bed, found a candle from the storage bag and lit it, always paying attention to Zhuang Li's wound.

He stayed up until midnight, he didn't know what time it was, he was already very sleepy, when suddenly Shen Yingxue's deep voice came from his ears.

"Already out?"

Song Minhuan woke up in an instant, glanced at the unconscious Zhuang Li, stood up and walked towards the other side of the room, and whispered back: "Xiao Zhuang rescued me, but he was also injured, Master hasn't rested yet? "

"Is Xiao Zhuang injured?"

Song Minhuan has been anxiously looking for Shen Yingxue's help, but he couldn't transmit the sound to Shen Yingxue, so he hurriedly said, "He was hit by Yehuanu's silver needle, it was poisonous, I sprinkled it with poison powder, It can only last for two quarters of an hour, and the toxin will come up again after two quarters of an hour."

"The wound has been bleeding, the blood is black, does Master know what kind of poison it is?"

Shen Yingxue asked: "Where are you two now?"

"In Nanguang Mountain, there is fog at night in this mountain. Xiao Zhuang and I found a house halfway up the mountain, and Xiao Zhuang has passed out."

"According to what you said, the silver needle should be stained with blood-transforming grass. This kind of poison is not difficult to cure," Shen Yingxue said, "There are herbs that can detoxify on Nanguang Mountain."

Song Minhuan glanced at the sky outside, then at Zhuang Li beside the bed, and asked, "What is it? I'm going to look for it now."

"The detoxifying herb is called Moon-melting Grass. Its body is reddish-brown, and its roots look like crescents. They grow under banyan trees, and when they germinate at night, crescent patterns will appear on the leaves."

Song Minhuan wrote it down, "I wrote it down, thank you, Master."

There was no voice on the other side, and his cultivation base was too low to sense whether Shen Yingxue was still there.

Before Song Minhuan left, he changed Zhuang Li's medicine again, and he set up a formation in the room to ensure that no one from outside could enter.Before leaving, he was still a little worried, so he stuffed two more talismans on Zhuang Li's body, and walked out of the courtyard with his sword in hand.

The fog outside was very thick, Song Minhuan waited for a long time, but did not hear Shen Yingxue's voice, probably Shen Yingxue had already cut off contact with him.

He called out to his sword, "Stone?"

The stone did not move.

Song Minhuan paid attention to the surrounding environment, and poked his own sword, "Now that Master is not here, you don't need to pretend."

He didn't notice that the red lotus jade button on his neck was shining slightly.

Shen Yingxue: "..."

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