The rivers and lakes can't stand it

Banfenghe was waiting under the big tree outside Lengyue Silver Spring.

She's not a very patient person, but people change, and especially after a big change, people tend to be much more patient than they used to be.

Seeing the figures of the two people appearing on the side of the road, Ban Fenghe's eyes lit up, and he greeted loudly: "Grandfather!"

Yue Mijin was the first to see Ban Fenghe, but Qiu Zhuoxue was the first to say hello.

"So it's Miss Banfenghe, why are you here?"

Although it's only been one night, Ban Fenghe's appearance is quite different from before. There is a new look in her originally dim eyes, and she even changed into a set of dark blue spring clothes. It reminded Qiu Zhuoxue of the first time she saw her.

"...Because of what happened last night, the church has not been very peaceful for the past two days. I'm afraid that the people below are blind and don't know you and cause unnecessary trouble. It's more convenient for me to accompany you." Ban Feng He Rou said, "Furthermore, Mo Rong is far away from the Central Plains, I will take you to choose your foot strength, and I will send you two along the way."

Qiu Zhuoxue smiled slightly and said: "Miss Ban Fenghe is still careful and thoughtful."

"Compared to the great kindness you two have shown me, this is really nothing." Ban Fenghe shook her head.

So Ban Fenghe led the way, walked through the grove, and walked on another road. Lengyue Yinquan is very remote, and the nearest neighbor is Aunt Qi, but Aunt Qi has almost lived in Morong and Ban I have gone to the border of Mount Tuo, one can imagine how desolate and far away this place is.

After walking for a while, the three of them didn't speak a word, Qiu Zhuoxue thought about the old man Wan Du again, and couldn't help but move: "Speaking of which, I have something to ask Miss Ban Fenghe."

"What's the matter?" Ban Fenghe turned his head and said with a smile, "Oh, benefactor, you don't have to be so polite, you can ask whatever you want, I will know everything, and I will never hide anything."

Qiu Zhuoxue said: "That's right, there is a villain in the Central Plains called Wandu Old Man, after Brother Yue killed him a year ago, he found out that he actually used a woman as a Gu mother, Qiu suspected that he had entered Mo Rong and learned Gu art secretly. I wonder if Miss Banfenghe has any impression?"

"Mother Gu..." Ban Fenghe's expression became very strange, as if he couldn't believe it, "He really said it was Mother Gu?"

Qiu Zhuoxue frowned and said: "What's the matter? Is there anything weird about these words?"

"The word Gu mother has a very special meaning among Mo Rong." Ban Fenghe bit her lips, "Different from the Gu king and the Gu queen, the Gu mother is a human being."

"What do you mean?" Yue Mijin asked, "I don't understand."

Ban Fenghe pursed her lips, seemed a little hesitant to tell this matter, after a long time, she stomped her feet, as if resigned to her fate, and sighed: "Do you two know about live Gu nests?"

Yue Mijin shook his head: "I've heard of it, but I don't know what it is."

"Before the Holy Cult was established, there were frequent conflicts among the tribes of Morong, and human sacrifice was very common. Originally, they were killing and offering sacrifices to the gods." Ban Fenghe pressed his arm and whispered, "But at that time A tribal patriarch found out that people eat meat and vegetables, and there are poisons hidden in their bodies, which are harmless to people, but they are a great tonic for Gu. In addition, people's blood is sufficient, and they can feed more than ten Gu things alive Days or even several months, and there is no light in the body, it is almost the most suitable breeding ground..."

Ban Fenghe seemed to feel the chill, she raised her head embarrassingly, avoiding the eyes of the two, but only looked into the distance: "These human animals that have been laid with insect eggs are living Gu nests."

Although it was expected, after hearing the real introduction, Qiu Zhuoxue's face stiffened a bit: "It's really against the law to act like this."

Ban Fenghe did not deny it: "The appearance of the live Gu nest made the hatred between the various clans thoroughly deepened, and also set off a war. At that time, there was a woman named Lan Cai, who came from a small clan, and the whole clan was wiped out. She was alone. For revenge, she suddenly became crazy, cultivated herself into a living Gu nest, ate many poisonous weeds, and wanted to raise a unique Gu king."

This kind of evil method not only set off the initial flames, but in the end it became the only hope for this woman to take revenge. I really don't know how ironic it is.

Qiu Zhuoxue remained silent.

Yue Mijin frowned: "What happened next?"

"Later, something that no one could have imagined happened." Ban Fenghe's voice suddenly became very gentle, "Hundred with a hundred Gus, ingested a hundred poisons, it actually caused new changes in Lan Cai's body, and the Gus actually coexisted with her Xiangsheng can even use her body to continuously produce new Gu."

It turns out that there is such a difference, Qiu Zhuoxue frowned: "Coexist with each other?"

"Yes, an ordinary live Gu nest can be eaten up by the insatiable Gu, ranging from a few days to a few months. But the Gu in Lan Cai's body breeds safely, and even swallows the poison for her, making her It is invulnerable to all poisons. Even if it is separated from the body, it will be like her offspring, and it will be able to obey her orders without any temptation."

Ban Fenghe's expression was dignified: "Gu things are not easy to reproduce, the king of Gu can't reproduce, the queen of Gu can reproduce at most once, but the Gu in Lan Cai's body is not affected by this."

Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly realized.

This is like the competition between human beings. Brutal and brutal primitive fights will often bring heavy scars. After the Gu king devours other Gu objects during Gu refining, the body will inevitably undergo corresponding changes, and sometimes the poisonous conflict is unknown; while Lan Cai The Gu in the body is like a young master who stretches out his hands to eat and opens his mouth like clothes. He just swallows the toxins, without disease or disaster, and reproduces with peace of mind. And the toxins have gone through generations to breed more and more poisonous Gu insects.

Qiu Zhuoxue suddenly felt bored and terrible, he finally understood why old man Wandu wanted to refine Xu Qinglan into a Gu mother.

With the method of living the Gu nest, the Gu king only has one generation, but if the method of the Gu mother is used to cultivate the Gu insects, it can have countless generations...

Qiu Zhuoxue's face was dignified, and she said slowly: "Miss Ban Fenghe is really knowledgeable."

Ban Fenghe shook his head: "It's not that I'm knowledgeable, if you ask other questions, maybe I don't know. This fact is an accident, because Lan Cai is not only the first Gu mother, but also the first witch .”

No wonder Ban Fenghe said that Lan Cai was the founder of the Holy Cult.

Yue Mijin suddenly said, "Why did you sound surprised just now?"

"I'm really surprised." Ban Fenghe said, "This kind of sorcery kills too much. Master Mo Hanlian burned all these ancient books in his later years. The reason why the living Gu nest survived is because it was so widespread that it was difficult to It is completely forbidden, but after Lord Veratura turned all the people who refined this method in the Holy Cult into living Gu nests, no one in the Holy Cult dared to use this method anymore."

Going beyond the maze: "..."

Qiu Zhuoxue: "..."

Using violence to control violence in this way sounds very verat-style indeed.

Qiu Zhuoxue was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say for a while, so she heard Ban Fenghe continue to say: "The method of cultivating Gu mothers is more vicious and terrifying than living Gu nests. The effect is extremely low Not to mention, not everyone can tolerate Gu worms moving in their body like Lan Cai. After that, Lan Cai has only produced four Gu mothers, two of them committed suicide, and two others... were tortured to the point of failure. In human form, even death cannot do it."

Living Gu nest and Gu mother, one is suffering from death, the other is life punishment.

Even though it is meaningless to pursue the mistakes of the predecessors, Qiu Zhuoxue still couldn't help frowning tightly.

Ban Fenghe's eyes showed strong intolerance and pity: "It is also for this reason that Master Mo Hanlian decided to burn these ancient books, and now even we have only heard of the existence of Gu mother, but no one has seen it, let alone Needless to say, it is refining."

Even Mo Rong people don't know, let alone outsiders——

Qiu Zhuoxue was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Miss Banfenghe, have you ever borrowed these classics? Or where are the copies?"

"How is it possible? The Holy Cult has never interacted with outsiders. Moreover, these classics are not accessible to ordinary people. It is absolutely impossible for someone to spread these things." Ban Fenghe was very surprised, but thinking of Qiu Zhuo The Wandu old man Xue mentioned was also quite uncertain, "Is it possible that this villain in the Central Plains just heard about the Gu mother from somewhere and just made up nonsense."

She herself was a little embarrassing, and felt that the possibility was too small.

But no matter what, since this person is already dead, even if he found out about Gu Mother from somewhere, he was buried with the loess and dry bones.

So Ban Fenghe didn't ask any more questions, and insisted: "This matter has absolutely nothing to do with Mo Rong."

"You... don't seem to shy away from talking about this to us?" Yue Mijin suddenly asked, "Why?"

He asked so directly that Ban Fenghe couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and replied seriously: "If you regret the scandal, it's just a fault. If you make up excuses and whitewash the peace, it will only be uglier. A fault is a fault. People's merits and demerits, later generations comment, in order not to make mistakes again, if you go against the way, it will be meaningless."

"What's more, as people from the Central Plains, you still have compassion for the victims. How can I, a Morong, be indifferent to this?"

Qiu Zhuoxue couldn't help being moved, and looked at Ban Fenghe tenderly.

Ban Fenghe looked at his face, played with her braids, and smiled embarrassedly: "Don't look at me like that, I'm sorry, I can't really help, most Morong people don't care about these things. I know, but I happen to know more in detail."

Qiu Zhuoxue said softly: "It is enough."

Unknowingly, the three of them had been walking for a long time. Seeing that there were no fewer people on the road, and then more and more people, most of them were in a hurry. Many people stopped to salute Ban Fenghe after they recognized her. Look very respectful.

Ban Fenghe didn't greet them with smiling faces anymore, she seemed a little arrogant, and nodded indifferently in response.

The three of them soon arrived at a stockade, and Ban Fenghe came in and led two horses out, looking a little regretful: "I still have some things to do, so I can only send you two here, go down this road and go straight to the village. If you go south, you can return to the Central Plains."

Qiu Zhuoxue didn't refuse, flew on the horse, held the rein, and asked her another question: "Miss Ban Fenghe, Mo Rong, has any boy in his teens gone missing in recent years?"

He still misses Yang Qing in his heart.

Ban Fenghe was puzzled: "A boy in his teens got lost? There were some, but they were all found or buried in the belly of wild animals. What's wrong?"

Qiu Zhuoxue: "...Then, has your religion recently traveled to northern Xinjiang?"

Ban Fenghe looked even more puzzled, still shaking his head.

"Thank you!" The clue was broken again, Qiu Zhuoxue sighed in her heart, cupped her hands and said, "There will be a time later!"

Yue Mijin just nodded to Ban Fenghe, and lightly pinched the horse's belly.

The horse let go of its four hooves and galloped away, Ban Fenghe couldn't help but ran two steps forward, and said loudly: "Grandfather! There will be a time later!"

Although these two horses are not divine horses, they are by no means ordinary bad horses. Yue Mazin's riding skills are slightly inferior, and the autumn snow falls a little bit to keep pace with him. I can only feel the warm wind blowing on my face, and the fresh air of grass, trees and earth is tangy. , summer has quietly come in these days.

The two of them ran for a long time and finally returned to Mount Bantuo. Afraid of bumping into the medicine merchants and pedestrians on the road, they immediately reined in their horses and slowed down. Seeing the crowds gradually increasing, they felt as if they had passed away.

They soon came to an inn. It was dusk now, the lobby was not lively, and the shopkeeper and waiter seemed a little bored, and they were a little lazy when they saw the guests.

Qiu Zhuoxue and Yue Mijin didn't care about it, they ate a full meal, and ordered two buckets of water, the water wasn't very hot, and it was comfortable to wash in the sun.

Mo Rong, who was isolated from the world by layers of poisonous miasma and Gu insects, seemed to be thrown far, far away.

The charming drunken dream flower and the fragrant forget worry grass have also become a dreamlike existence.

When Yue Mijin entered the room, Qiu Zhuoxue was combing her hair by the window. The inn only gave an ordinary wooden comb, and the teeth of the comb were broken in a few places, so he didn't dislike it.

Qiu Zhuoxue didn't turn around, he put the wooden comb on the table, his brows were slightly frowned, and his long hair was scattered on his back. According to the standards of literati, he was considered disheveled.

"After listening to Miss Banfenghe's words, what do Brother Yue think?"

"Mo Hanlian burned the classics in his later years." Yue Mijin said coldly, "If it was not done by Mo Rong, then the most suspicious thing is undoubtedly the Tantai lineage who is closely related to the holy religion. From Lian's mouth, I learned about the refining method of the Gu mother."

Qiu Zhuoxue nodded in agreement: "Qiu also thinks the same way. The holy religion is hidden from the world. It is not just empty talk. People come and go in Bantuo Mountain. Whenever the holy religion makes moves, the Central Plains will inevitably be aware of it. Therefore, I think It really has nothing to do with them.”

In this way, the mysteries of the old man Wandu and Yang Qing are now overlapping with the blood robbery sword.

"Your hair." Yue Mijin suddenly paused, "Don't you... take care of it?"

He held back a section of blue hair that was blown by the cool wind.

The summer sky has been elongated, and the sky outside the window has not yet completely darkened, but the moonlight is faintly visible, just like a lost mind.

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