Immortals come on the moon

"What does Gu Wujiu say?"

Lan Su: "Master Gu said that he has made preparations according to Xianjun's instructions, and it is not appropriate to take any action at present. Find the right time and opportunity to contact Xianjun at any time."

"I'll go there some other day," Shen Yingxue and Lan Su finished discussing, before leaving, "I'll go to Nanguang Mountain tomorrow, take care of them for me, Shanshan is still injured, don't leave him alone go out."

Lan Su was a little surprised, and he nodded slightly in response.

He didn't know what Xianjun was doing at Nanguang Mountain, but he knew that Zhuang Li had just been there two days ago.There is a towering cliff on Nanguang Mountain, on which grows plants that can dispel evil spirits.

This is what he told Zhuang Li before.

……

Song Minhuan returned to the inn, and he asked several disciples from the sect.These few days they were resting in the inn, and they were also waiting for Shen Yingxue. After Shen Yingxue came back, they had to leave for the Zongmen.

Naturally, they will not go back, and they will go to find Mu Yin's body next, so they have been outside for a while.In fact, he really wanted to go back.

"What are you thinking? So lost in thought?"

A familiar gentle voice came, and Shen Yingxue appeared in the room at some point, holding two sound transmission cranes in her hands.

"Master, they are going back, I'm wondering when we can go back."

Shen Yingxue smiled and said, "Missing the sect?"

Song Minhuan nodded, he could feel at ease outside the sect, and he had more free time in the sect.

"It won't be long," Shen Yingxue sat down beside him, her eyes fell on the bluish-white medicine bottle, and she asked, "Is this the medicine they gave you?"

"Xiao Zhuang sent it, saying it is effective in getting rid of evil spirits."

Song Minhuan opened the medicine bottle, inside was very finely ground medicine powder, which looked like it had been filtered, and had a faint and pleasant fragrance.

Xiaozhuang has always been meticulous in his work, and he can make it so delicate by grinding a medicine powder.

"Green Moon Grass?" Shen Yingxue picked up another medicine bottle and looked at it, then put it back again, "This is indeed effective for your wound, he has a heart."

Shen Yingxue's tone was flat, and she couldn't hear any changes.

There is another thing that he didn't say, the Jade Moon Grass grows on the cliffs of Nanguang Mountain, and it is extremely difficult to pick it with strange beasts guarding it.There is toxin on the stem, if it touches the hand directly, a kind of blood sore will appear, the blood sore is like a bone attached, which is extremely difficult to get rid of.

"Yeah, he's going to practice swords with Lan Su every day again. I don't know what stimulated him. I was talking about him just now."

Song Minhuan remembered this and asked, "Master, do you know Situ Shen?"

This Situ Shen is related to Zhuang Li's life experience.

"Situ Shen?" Shen Yingxue seemed a little surprised, "Did Xiaozhuang tell you?"

"It's not like..." Song Minhuan, "I just want to know, I accidentally found out in the underground Chongguang City at that time, is it really related to Xiaozhuang?"

"It is indeed related to him," Shen Yingxue, "Decades ago, a member of the Twelve Nights Gate emerged from the Sinan priest clan, and he was Zhuang Li's father."

"His father personally slaughtered his entire family in order to enter the Gate of the Twelve Nights to preach the Tao. Even his parents, wife and children were not spared. No one was spared except Zhuang Li."

"This is the news I found. The priests of Sinan have been hidden in the world for a long time. The details... I am afraid that only Zhuang Li knows."

This was a knot in Zhuang Li's heart, so they naturally couldn't take the initiative to inquire, waiting for Zhuang Li to tell them... It was almost impossible.

Song Minhuan's guess was almost the same, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed when he thought of Zhuang Li's hatred every time he mentioned the Gate of Twelve Nights, and his determination to practice sword every day for revenge.

Being in the family of priests that everyone covets, after experiencing the slaughter of the whole family, he was the only one who survived, and he was regarded as a bastard since he was a child.

"You don't have to worry about him. Since he wants to take revenge, it is necessary to practice his sword every day. After all, the enemy is at the top of the confrontation with the immortal sect."

Song Minhuan nodded, he slept in the same room with Shen Yingxue again this night.

With Shen Yingxue around, he felt very at ease. He hadn't thought clearly about the things during the day, and before going to bed, he looked at Shen Yingxue's side face, and was lost for a while.

Sensing his gaze, Shen Yingxue looked at him, the corners of her lips curled slightly, "Can't sleep?"

"If you can't sleep and just come and meditate with me, your spiritual consciousness is still far behind."

Song Minhuan pretended nothing happened and closed her eyes.He doesn't want to meditate, he just sits and thinks about it all the time, and he will get sleepy after a while.

Yun Shanjian next to him didn't know when he got into his arms again, found a comfortable position in his arms, knew that he was pretending to sleep, and poked his chest curiously.

He didn't pay attention to Yunshan sword, and Yunshan sword rubbed against his neck again, it was warm but a little hard.

I don't know why, but I always feel that this sword likes to take advantage of him. It's piercing his chest and his underwear, and it will burn hot against his skin.

Shen Yingxue's sword was so sticky to him, and then he looked at the stone in his house, and fell asleep like a pig, ignoring him at all.

He held Yunshan sword in his arms, touched the blade with his fingertips, Yunshan sword slowly calmed down, and stayed in his arms well-behaved.

Song Minhuan fell asleep in a short while. He would occasionally turn over when he fell asleep. When he turned over like this, the Yunshan sword in his arms would slide to the edge.I don't know what happened, the whole Yunshan Sword suddenly turned red.

If he woke up at this time, he would find that his good master sitting at the table was in a trance, his eyes were full of strange emotions, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

……

The next day, after Song Minhuan woke up, Shen Yingxue was no longer in the room.

There was a sound transmission crane on the table, which was left by Shen Yingxue.Shen Yingxue gave them one day to go to Ruoshuizong, and the next day they had to set off to find Mu Yin's body.

If Shuizong is not far from Chongguang City, if they pass by, they can arrive in half an hour.

Song Minhuan held the paper crane in his palm. He was a low-level man, and he had no idea when Shen Yingxue left after falling asleep.

He didn't like the feeling of Shen Yingxue's sudden disappearance, it was only a little bit there before, but now he felt a little empty in his heart.

There was still a red lotus jade clasp hanging around his neck. After rubbing it with his fingertips for a while, he recited a mantra, and the jade clasp became slightly hot.

"Master?" He called softly.

Shen Yingxue's gentle voice came from over there, "Are you awake? Can we go now?"

"Not yet, when did Master leave, won't you be with us?"

Shen Yingxue: "I'm going to the City Lord's Mansion, and if I see you in time, I'll go find you."

"What's the matter? Can't bear Master to leave?"

Laughter brushed against his ear through the red lotus jade button, Song Minhuan almost couldn't help admitting with an "um", but still didn't say it directly.

Shen Yingxue had something to do, he didn't want Shen Yingxue to be burdened.

"Then master is busy first, I will go to find Meng Qi and Xiao Zhuang now."

The red lotus jade buckle dimmed, and Song Minhuan kept holding it until he left the room.He went to the next room and knocked on Zhuangli's door.

"Xiao Zhuang?"

He knocked on the door twice and opened it. Zhuang Li was holding a sword in his hand. I don't know if he just got up. His hands were wrapped in gauze. He asked him, "Shall we go to Ruoshuizong today?"

Song Minhuan nodded, "Now go and call Meng Qi together."

His eyes fell on Zhuang Li's hand again, "How did you do it in your hand?"

"Practice the sword," Zhuang Li replied, and said calmly, "It will be healed in two days."

"Practice sword with two hands?" Song Minhuan didn't believe his nonsense, he grabbed Zhuang Li's wrist, Zhuang Li struggled, but didn't break away from him.

The corners of Zhuang Li's lips were tensed, "I bumped into it by accident."

"You..." Song Minhuan thought for a while, put down his hand again, and asked, "How did you touch it? Was it scratched by the sword? Or something else."

When he asked like this, Zhuang Li ignored him, but looked at the door on the first floor of the inn.

"Meng Qi is there."

That being said, Song Minhuan knew that this kid was unwilling to tell him, so he thought about making things up with this kid later, and going to Meng Qi first.

At the entrance of the inn, Meng Qi turned his back to them. In front of her was a young man in red. The young man in red said something, and Meng Qi laughed loudly, with smiles in his eyes.

Hua Chongjin noticed them and said something to Meng Qi, who turned around.

"Shanshan, little Zhuangzai."

Song Minhuan: "Senior Sister, we are going to Ruoshuizong today, did Senior Brother Lan Su tell you?"

"Alright, let's go over now, and Chongjin will be with us."

Song Minhuan sent a message to Meng Qi, "Have you discussed this matter with Senior Brother Lan Su?"

Meng Qi replied to him: "After discussion, senior brother Lan Su agreed."

The four of them got into the carriage together. I don't know if Meng Qi arranged it on purpose. Two carriages were prepared.Song Minhuan and Zhuang Li took one, Meng Qi and Hua Chongjin took the other.

On the carriage, Song Minhuan pressed Zhuang Li's wrist, "Show me your hand."

Zhuang Li knocked off his hand with his sword, and it didn't hurt much.

"No."

Taking advantage of Zhuang Li's inattention, Song Minhuan cut off the bandage on Zhuang Li's palm with his fingertips, exposing the wound on his palm.I saw that it was covered with blood sores of different sizes, some of which were broken, and a lot of water mixed with blood flowed out.

His eyelids twitched, his brows were tightly knit together, and he squeezed Zhuang Li's wrist, "How did you do this?"

When the fingertips touched lightly, Zhuang Li's palm shrank slightly, and he asked, "Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Li didn't speak, and wanted to take his hand away, "It will be fine in a few days."

"It will be fine in a few days?" Song Minhuan really laughed angrily, "You really... said that you never listened to it. You don't take the medicine because you want to let it heal yourself?"

"Don't you want your hands? What kind of sword do you practice without your hands?"

Song Minhuan was a little angry, and spoke more seriously, he pulled Zhuang Li's hand over, "If you don't tell me, I'll ask Brother Lan Su when I go back, and I'll know the same if I ask him."

Zhuang Li twitched his fingertips when he heard the words, and said in silence for a while, "It was hurt by picking herbs, the herbs are poisonous, I didn't pay attention at that time."

The main reason was that he found it very troublesome, so he ignored it. He didn't expect that the blood sores on it would break out in two days, and there were indeed some pains in the past two days.

"What herb? It can't be the Jade Moon Grass, right?"

Zhuang Li didn't say anything, which means he acquiesced.

"I'll go and ask Hua Chongjin later if there is any wound medicine that can be treated." Song Minhuan didn't understand herbal medicine, so he took out the painkiller powder from the storage bag, sprinkled it first, and then helped Zhuang Li re-bandage A layer of gauze was added.

The movement was lighter, when he looked up, he found Zhuang Li was looking at him, and he patted Zhuang Li on the forehead.

"Next time if you do this again, I won't care about you. Just wait for yourself to die of pain."

In the Palace of the Lord of Chongguang City.

Gu Wujiu noticed that the person opposite was distracted, so he tapped the table twice with his fingertips.

"I just said, what do you think?"

Shen Yingxue was a little distracted when she heard the big apprentice caring so much for her junior, and after realizing it, her voice was neither salty nor weak.

"They arranged someone in the Presbyterian Church... If there is no accident, they should have controlled that person."

"I can't make a move now. No one knows about this matter except the three of us. It depends on you and Meng Yujin to find a way to hide it from them."

There are people of them in the Presbyterian Church.

Gu Wujiu glanced at the sky outside the window, today the sky is groggy, with dark clouds covering the sun, not a single ray of light comes through.

"The world... is about to change."