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After saying goodbye by the stream in the outskirts, Qi Mo returned to the city in a daze, suddenly remembered that Min Zhi was still waiting for him in Shengjing, panicked for a moment, and quickly returned to the street, but saw the crowd dispersed, nothing was there, and the cold wind swept away Distressed.

"Min Zhi?"

He clenched the board tightly in his hand, cherishing it in his arms, and looked around, but he was afraid of disturbing the residents on the street, so he could only call softly.

Suddenly, there was a sudden dull pain in his heart. Qi Zhong's hands were numb, and the wooden board in his hand fell to the ground and broke into several pieces. .

"No...why do you even want to break..."

After picking up the wood chips, Qi Zhong suddenly felt a piercing pain in his body, and inexplicable killing thoughts rushed into his mind, which made him feel conflicted and restless, and suddenly remembered Feng Mei's advice: "...the sign before the body breaks is You are the first step to become a puppet of evil thoughts and consciousness, a devil who kills without batting an eye..."

Because of these words, Qi Zhong panicked for a moment, he had to leave here quickly and go to a place where no one was there, otherwise innocent people would be persecuted.

Covering his heart, Qi Zhong staggered, supported the wall, and staggered into the alley.

He quickly sat on the ground and calmed down, but it didn't do much.The irritability in my heart is getting heavier and heavier, and the heart of jealousy is slowly growing.Qi Zhong forced his heart to sink over and over again, but the breath of jumping up and down made him dizzy.

After a while, his sanity recovered slightly, and he could barely cope with the initial symptoms.After patting the dust, Qi Zhong got up to leave, and went to look for Min Zhi again.

At this time, there were vague scolding and dull sounds of fists hitting the body in the alley.

"I'll kill you, son of a bitch, I'll kill you..."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuouu

"Brother, don't hit me. Huh..."

A thin child was pushed into a corner, his face covered with dirt, and he was pitifully covering his head, while a group of children around him beat and kicked him one after another.

"Wild child, dog child. Whoever told you to live in our house will kill you."

A fat little man in rich clothes beat him hard.

Qi Zhong was stunned suddenly, and suddenly recalled that he had received such unfair treatment in Changting when he was a child.

"Qi Zhong, you wild child, get out of my house."

"Master Qi didn't want to accept you as his apprentice at all, it was you who stalked me..."

"You deserved to be expelled from the Changting division..."

The clenched palms were covered with sweat, and his lips and teeth were trembling with anger, Qi finally couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "Lin Jing!"

Evil thoughts and consciousness sensed his loss of control and anger, and quickly poured into his thoughts, and most of his calm consciousness sank just now.

Qi Zhong's eyes were red, and he walked towards the rich young master with murderous steps.

"Help, I killed someone, help..."

In the middle of the night, children swarmed out of the alley, screaming again and again.

Min Zhi glanced at their expressions strangely, then quickly walked into the alley, the scene in front of her was horrifying.

She had been looking for Qi Zhong for a long time, but now she finally found him, only to see that he was holding a child by the neck and holding it high above his head.

"Qi Zhong, let go! This is just a child!"

No matter how Min Zhi called him, he couldn't get a response. In desperation, she picked up a stick on the side of the road and hit him hard on the back of the head, but after hearing a muffled groan, Qi finally let go of the hostage, and leaned against the wall with his head in his arms, feeling a headache endlessly.

Min Zhi threw down the stick at a loss, and cautiously stepped forward to appease him: "Qi..."

"I...how could..."

He cupped his hands tremblingly, feeling powerless, he couldn't believe how terrible his loss of control was just now, he shook his head in pain, Qi Zhong hated himself at the moment, and ran out of the alley quickly.

"Wait..." Min Zhi stepped up to chase after him, but he disappeared again.Fortunately, when the child's parents came, she quickly entrusted them to them, and went after Qi Zhong without any worries.

It was past five o'clock, and in the hazy night, there was a rush of morning rain, which was cold and irritating to the skin.

Min Zhi became even more impatient, and shouted while searching:

"Rogue Qi, come out."

"Qi Zhong. It's raining, do you have an umbrella..."

……

The sky had already brightened, but the sound of rain had not stopped.

At the pier by the river, seeing the man's back, Min Zhi finally let go of his hanging heart.

I saw him sitting on the wooden board alone, lonely, looking at the blurred rain curtain on the river, motionless.

Min Zhi rushed over to cover him with an umbrella from the rain.

"Are you crazy? Don't you know how to hide from such a heavy rain?"

She leaned over and poked him lightly on the shoulder, but there was no response.

"you……"

Min Zhi was about to say something more, but saw Qi Zhong lying on the wooden board in despair, letting the rain wash away his body and mind, closing his eyes and refusing to wake up.

The umbrella in his hand suddenly became powerless, and the moment Min Zhi let go, the open umbrella was blown away by the strong wind on the lake...

After returning to Jiugai Mountain, Qi Zhong locked himself in the Jueming Hall alone, and did not open the door for many days.Min Zhi felt quite guilty, she never thought why the original intention of taking people out to relax suddenly turned into this.

Because Qi Zhong's eyes began to flicker again, Min Zhi used Feng Mei's contact to ask for new medicine, and gave him feedback on the situation that day.Feng Mei's reply was in an extremely serious tone, which made her pay attention to Qi Zhong's situation during this time, and not let him go out so easily.As a result, Min Zhi also learned that after a hundred days, it was less than a month since the divine perception broke through. She regretted that she found out so late, and there were still many things that she hadn't done, many things she hadn't said...

Right now, she stood outside the hall, hesitated for a moment, sighed and pushed open the door to deliver new medicine for Qi Zhong's eye injury.But at the moment of entering the hall, there was no one in the deserted hall, except for a wooden board that was broken and reglued on the remaining desk, with broken scriptures engraved on it.

Min Zhi looked back and forth in the main hall of the side hall several times, but did not see Qi Zhong, thinking that he had gone to a corner of the back mountain to relax alone, so he didn't think much about it for the time being, and patiently tidied up the table for him, cleaned up the room, She inadvertently grabbed a few loose papers full of formations, and was taken aback for a moment...

On the mountain behind Fufeng, the clouds are long, the flowers are falling in the mountain stream, and it is quiet.

Qi finally came to Mu Yun's cemetery again, wanting to take another good look at the old man in the few time he was alive.This time, he was afraid of alarming Mu Yin and the others, so he deliberately dressed up in a mask, and even entered from the weak part of the enchantment on the back mountain path, so as to reduce the risk of being caught very low, so that he could quietly accompany those people It's been a long time.

With anxious thoughts, the moment Qi Zhong walked out of the flower forest, he straightened his clothes, holding a bouquet of wild fragrance, and solemnly came to Mu Yun's grave.

Suddenly, before he approached, he stopped in his footsteps, his face suddenly changed, he was serious, his pupils shrank slightly, and the flower in his hand fell to the ground.

"Who? Who did it?"

He trembled and ran forward, looking at the destroyed cemetery, his heart ached, and when he was flustered, he piled up the surrounding graves with his bare hands to bury the coffin for that person.

Qi Zhong was heartbroken with grief and anger, and he didn't know who was so hateful that he refused to give Mu Yun even one of them to rest in the ground, and wanted to destroy this cemetery to such a mess that even the inscriptions were smashed into pieces.

He desperately repaired the tomb, while looking for the name of the possible real murderer in his mind, wishing to tear that person into pieces... This moment of anger and hatred faintly awakened the surge of evil thoughts in his body. Grasp the clear consciousness and calm down repeatedly.

At this moment, the voices of miscellaneous disciples came from outside the cemetery.

"Hey, why do you think Eldest Young Master wants us to destroy Third Young Master's tombstone? Could it be that... Third Young Master is not dead?"

"Hush...don't talk nonsense! The Eldest Young Master said it, no one is allowed to mention the life and death of the Third Young Master..."

"Then why did you destroy the tombstone for no reason?"

"I don't know, the grave may have to be moved... Besides, if the third son is not dead, wouldn't he come back home? Besides, there are indeed corpses wearing his relics under Duanyuan Peak, so it is unlikely to be fake... "

……

Qi Zhong, who was hiding in the tree, listened carefully to the conversation between the two, and then quietly turned down the tree. His heart was complicated, and he recalled many scenes in his mind. Among them, the Zen master who gave him scriptures was particularly weird. With a sinking heart, Qi Zhong was startled by some kind of speculation, and stroked his forehead in shock.

Mu Xi ordered someone to destroy the tombstone. He loves his third brother so much, how could he do such a thing? The only possibility is that Mu Yun is not dead!How unlucky it is to build a monument for a living person!

And in the Yuelao Temple, and on the night of the Flower God Festival, the person I met not only had the fragrance of tea, but also had a voice and temperament that resembled Mu Yun... It is very likely that he is not dead!

Thinking of this, Qi Zhong was surprised and happy, angry and resentful, he didn't recognize his old friend even though he was right in front of him, and Mu Yun came back to look for him, but he refused to recognize him... He must still be there Blaming myself for Duanyuan Peak's unfeeling palms...

There was a twinge of astringency in his eyes again, Qi Zhong let go of his palms, raised his clothes in a cheerful manner, left Fufeng in a hurry, and rushed to the bottom of Duanyuan Peak to look for someone.

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Searching all over the bottom of the cliff, except for the bleakness, there is no clue at all, and there is no trace of any temple.Qi Zhong reluctantly paced along the stream, sweating profusely from the sun, but still walked slowly along the stream resolutely.

In the wilderness, there is not even a woodcutter, but he tries to find someone.

When Qi Zhong came to the lower reaches of the mountain stream, he suddenly saw some monks carrying water below him. He was overjoyed and hurried over, stopped them and asked, "Little masters, are you monks from Zhaolian Temple?"

The young monks looked at each other, regretting coming here to fetch water, because they were about to lure wolves into the house, but when Qi finally asked, they had to tell the truth, because monks do not tell lies.

"Yes."

Nodding hastily, they turned around and left.

Qi Zhong frowned, feeling a little strange, and hurriedly chased after him: "Then do you know a Zen master named Xi Yi?"

"...I know." The little monks nodded helplessly, walking faster and faster, trying to get rid of Qi Zhong quickly.

"Then, then I will go back to the temple with you, and I will go find him!"

The little monks were taken aback and shook their heads in panic: "No, benefactor, Abbot Huiyuan said that the ancient temple does not accept outsiders, nor does it allow immortal practitioners to enter..."

"Huh? Why?" Qi Zhong scratched his head. This temple is really strange. Other temples are eager for incense, but this one is exclusive.

The young monks shook their heads, wondering: "Farewell for now, benefactor."

After finishing speaking, I will leave.Qi Zhong was impatient and anxious, losing all his patience. He quickly turned to the front of several people, raised his sword to block it, and his face sank: "I'll say it again, take me into the temple!"

The little monks swallowed their throats, panicked, and reluctantly agreed.