Abandoned Immortals

Although Que Qingyun seized the position of suzerain of the Tinglan Sect, Qin Jianfeng still handles all affairs in the sect. Que Qingyun only needs to check the documents after Qin Jianfeng's return receipt every day, and exercise the power of supervision. She does not interfere with other matters .

Only when there are more important situations that need to be consulted, Qin Jianfeng will come to report to her specially, just like Wu Zhoushan's monster.

Que Qingyun decided to go to Wuzhou Mountain in person, finalized the itinerary that day, handed over the rest to Qin Jianfeng, and led Yu Lianxin back to Yunxianju to rest.

It's a rest, but it's not really important, it's just to sort out the package and bring some pills, talismans and other things that may be used.

In the end, Que Qingyun went back to the study and was busy in it for half an hour. Yu Lian didn't know exactly what she was doing.

Due to the urgent situation in Wu Zhoushan, Que Qingyun and Yu Lianxin set off from Tinglanzong just after noon, and when they arrived at Xianping Township across half of Yuzhou, it was several hours later.

The sun has just set, and there are still a few rays of afterglow shining on the sky, reflecting the overlapping clouds in the sky. The sun is fine during the day today, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the sunset at this time is also far away and magnificent.

But as the thin peripheral light sinks little by little, the peaceful and quiet Xianping Township during the day is shrouded in the night, showing a bit strange and desolate.

The two of Yu Lianxin walked side by side on the country road, and a vaguely outlined village gradually emerged in the distance.

It was the busy farming season, but many of the surrounding fields were barren, and the wheat in the fields was dead. Flocks of black mourning birds hovered in the dead woods outside the village, making eerie and mournful calls.

There was a cool wind blowing in the face, mixed with the damp and dull smell of water and soil, and bursts of weird stench, like the smell of rotting corpses after death and no one buried them.

All indications indicated that many people had died in this village.

After the two entered the village, they looked around and found a house with lights on. They walked outside the courtyard and knocked on the door.

No one responded, and after a while, even the candles in the room were extinguished.

Continue to move forward along the small road in the village. After walking a hundred steps, there is another family. Que Qingyun called the door again, but no one answered.

"The people in this village must be afraid that someone will come looking for them at night." Que Qingyun said calmly, "Since we can't ask them for more detailed information, let's find the place to live first, and come back tomorrow morning."

Yu Lian had no objection, there happened to be a ruined temple at the entrance of the village, they had passed by the temple when they came here just now, so tonight they went to stay overnight in the ruined temple.

The stone steps in front of the temple are pitted, and broken bricks and tiles are scattered around.

The inside of the temple is also dirty and messy, the ground is covered with thick withered grass, and the eaves and roof tiles are full of silk-like cobwebs. The skin of the Buddha statue standing behind the incense stand in the hall is peeling off and the color is mottled.

Perhaps it was because of the dim light at night, Yu Lian looked at the Buddha statue heartily, felt that the Buddha's eyes were closed, a mocking smile burst into her heart, she turned her head and said to Que Qingyun: "Master, look at this The Buddha refused to open his eyes, could it be that he could not bear to see the suffering of the common people?"

Que Qingyun followed her gaze and frowned slightly.

Yu Lian casually said that she didn't think it was funny, so before Que Qingyun could answer, she found a clean place and sat cross-legged.

But at this moment, Que Qingyun answered her softly: "Perhaps it's because people are so cold, even the Buddha thinks that this world is hopeless."

Yu Lian raised her eyes heartily, looking at Que Qingyun's hazy side face, for a moment, she didn't know how to answer the words.

Que Qingyun didn't speak again, and found a corner of the ruined temple by himself, sat down cross-legged, put the sword across his knees, and began to meditate.

The ruined temple was quiet, except for the slight sound of the wind outside the temple blowing the remnants of the scarves hanging from the beams.

Yu Lian stared at the cracks in the bricks on the ground, and repeated the sentence just now to herself: "Is this world... hopeless?"

No one can answer her words.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight in front of the window lattice quietly faded away, but Que Qingyun, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a creaking sound from the window, and I looked intently, but there was no movement.

Que Qingyun frowned slightly, his eyes quickly swept across the temple, and several times fell on Yu Lianxin, who was leaning on the beams and pillars, sleeping soundly with his head tilted.

A black shadow suddenly passed by outside the window, accompanied by a low-pitched ghost cry.

Immediately, the soft wind blew over the blue hair beside Yu Lian's heart and ears, Que Qingyun disappeared in place and chased him out.

After Que Qingyun left, the bricks and stones in front of the ruined temple door were moved by foreign objects passing by, making a slight creaking sound, and the dark shadow snaked into the ruined temple, hid in the dark shadow, and slowly approached the sleeping Yu Lianxin .

Yu Lian didn't feel anything, her breathing was steady and even.

The black air gradually permeated her shoe uppers, climbed up the pink and white embroidered shoes little by little, and when it reached her throat, it suddenly turned into a substance, and the top of the black air twisted into a sharp thorn, trying to pierce Yu Lian's throat.

Just when the needle tip was about to touch Yu Lianxin's skin, the black mist froze suddenly, and his movements were suspended in the air, unable to advance an inch.

Yu Lian slowly opened her eyes, her eyes swept across the black mist that was close at hand, and then looked over the monster to Que Qingyun, who was a step away and looked gracefully, and curled her lips with interest.

"The disciple thought that the master was going to leave this monster to the disciple to deal with." She smiled lightly and said in a playful tone.

Que Qingyun was expressionless, and squinted at her: "If you want to solve it yourself, you don't have to do it as a teacher."

Yu Lian pursed her lips and hummed softly.

The two talked as usual, turning a blind eye to the dark ominous creature in front of them. After the verbal dispute was over, Yu Lian finally looked at the evil spirit that was planning to attack her.

The bright yellow talisman was attached to the evil spirit's right shoulder, sealing its movements. Yu Lian stood up and took a step back. Just as she was about to examine what it was, she heard a scream coming from a village not far away. .

When he was distracted, the shadow in front of him suddenly turned into smoke and dust, and escaped into the cracks in the ground, and the magic talisman fell lightly on the ground.

Yu Lianxin and Que Qingyun looked at each other, and the latter withdrew his gaze and said softly, "Go and have a look."

The two walked out of the ruined temple one after another, and walked quickly towards the direction where the screams came from. After a while, they came to a courtyard, which was the same family that Que Qingyun had knocked on the door to inquire about.

The previously closed courtyard door had been broken open by external force. Before entering the courtyard, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

The doors and windows of the house were all open, and the surroundings were quiet. The neighbors in the same village were accustomed to this, and no one came to check the situation.

Que Qingyun walked towards the main hall where the door was open, and stopped in front of the door with quiet eyes.

Yu Lianxin followed two steps, passed over Que Qingyun's shoulder, and saw a large pool of blood on the ground in the house, and the blood flowed out along the stone cracks, forming a trickle stream on the stone steps in front of the house.

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