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Scarface pushed aside the crowd and rushed to the front in two or three steps. His eyes were cloudy and bloodshot in the darkness, staring at Xue Bai Linglu intently.

He took the torch from his subordinates, half-closed his eyes and said softly, "It is it."

Xuanlan also saw the whiteness in the jungle in the distance, and the speed of the beads in his hand was still steady: "I heard that Master Yu got lost because he went into the mountains to find this spirit deer... If so, people It's probably nearby."

Hearing Xuan Lan's words, Scarface's eyes flickered with an imperceptible dark light.

Waving to the surrounding minions, Scarface motioned for them to follow, then stepped lightly, trying to sneak closer before Linglu noticed.

Xuan Lan and the others stood still, while Yuan Mingyuan was stretching his neck, using the faint light, to look at the legendary spirit deer that can "bless all directions and be born with auspiciousness".

The antlers of the spirit deer are as thick as a tree branch. In the dark night, the whole body exudes a milky white light halo, and the pupils are as clear as water. It stands motionless in the dense forest and looks up.

Scarface rushed to the front, with five or six subordinates by his side, and the group cautiously approached the snow-white figure.As they moved forward, they took out the rope nets that they had prepared earlier from their bosoms, with unconcealable salivation in their expressions.

"What do they want?" Yuan Ming exclaimed in astonishment.

Yuanzheng saw clearly the hemp rope woven into a net in the hands of those people, frowned and said, "Oops, these people want to catch that white deer."

"Why... didn't they come into the mountains to look for people?" Yuan Ming always loved living things, so he walked forward a few steps anxiously: "Just find people, why bother..."

But before Yuan Ming could take a few steps, two servants grabbed his arms and brandished the long knives in his hands. With a fierce look on his face, he forced him back to the original place.

The rest of the servants who were not in charge of capturing the spirit deer gathered together one after another, faintly forcing Xuanlan and others to the other side of the open space, and had to stand in a row with Ao Zhan and Zhang Qinglan.

As a result, Zhang Qinglan looked away from Linglu. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Xuanlan standing beside her, and found that the other party had a gloomy expression, and also kept staring at Linglu without relaxing for a moment.

Ao Zhan stood firmly beside Zhang Qinglan like a mountain, deliberately stepped forward, blocking Xuanlan's sight of looking back.

Seeing that the scarred face and a group of men holding net ropes were about to approach Linglu, Yuan Mingyuan raised his heart and held his breath. He even opened his mouth and tried to shout on the spot, wanting to Scared the spirit deer away.

Just when Yuanzheng opened his mouth wide and his qiyun dantian was about to yell——the white deer, which was still standing there as stiff as a log, suddenly moved its ears, raised its front hooves and tapped a few times on the grass. Down.

Linglu turned his head, and a pair of jade-like round pupils reflected the servant's figure, and immediately let out a long cry, ready to run forward.

When Scarface saw this, his expression changed instantly, and he couldn't care less about other things in a hurry, so he gritted his teeth and waved his hands, roaring: "Do it!"

The subordinates around received the order, and rushed forward in a few steps, holding the corner of the rope net tightly in their hands, and jumped towards the place where Linglu was!

The white deer seemed to be spiritual, and its speed was even faster. Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a white shadow and flashed a few meters away, throwing away the group of people who wanted to catch it.

Yuan Mingyuan was standing in the distance, dumbfounded.

The scarred face had dark eyes, staring at the leaping back of the spirit deer, and the torch in his hand was extinguished, reflecting the terrifying face of the man below.

According to legend, Luliao Mountain is born with excellent luck, and there are many strange creatures in the mountain. Among them, the most well-known one is the spirit deer, which is regarded as the guardian god of the mountain.

The biggest feature of Linglu is that it is completely white, with milky white spots of different shades on its fur, and its antlers are even thicker, with a texture similar to jade, which emits faint fluorescence no matter it is day or night.

Not only that, Linglutong is also full of treasures. The deer blood used as medicine can ensure a woman's appearance is not old and beautiful. The deer antlers are ground into powder, which can cure all diseases and strengthen the body.The deer heart is even more beneficial to the essence and blood, and can even assist in cultivation, making people immortal and immortal.

Thinking of this, Scarface took a deep breath, looked down at the long knife in his hand, and the pale light reflected by the blade flashed past his eyes.

Scarface squeezed the long knife tightly, pointed decisively in the direction of Linglu, his eyes were red and he gritted his teeth, "Chasing after me!"

As soon as the words fell, the man took the lead, staring at the huge antlers on the Linglu's head, and chased after it.

After the other subordinates came to their senses, they also raised the hemp ropes in their hands, yelled some incomprehensible slogans, and ran forward following Scarface's footsteps.

In a short while, the nearly ten people who were chasing the white deer were all lost in the darkness, and their backs disappeared completely.

There were only a few young men left who hadn't reacted, and stood there blankly, looking at Yuan Ming and the others.

When the atmosphere returned to tranquility, Xuanlan opened his half-closed eyes and said softly, "Amitabha."

Zhang Qinglan turned her head thoughtfully, fixedly staring at Xuanlan, and finally said after a long while: "The spirit deer is just a phantom."

"I thought Master was kind-hearted... would choose to tell the truth directly."

As the voice fell, everyone showed astonishment on their faces.

A mocking sneer sounded in his ear, Yuanzheng raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound, only then did he realize that the tall man with a cold face and reticence was curling his lips at this moment, the expression on his face seemed to be mocking their stupidity.

"Small skills." Ao Zhan said disdainfully.

Hearing this, Xuan Lan frowned, and said in a good temper: "The two benefactors have also seen it."

Indeed, the snow-white spirit deer that suddenly appeared in front of everyone was just a false phantom. Zhang Qinglan was almost deceived by that phantom at first, but after a long time, she could realize that the so-called "spiritual deer" had no spiritual energy at all. , the flaw is too obvious.

"Master led people away on purpose, what is the purpose?" Zhang Qinglan squatted on the bed, picked up a blade of grass from the grass below, and twirled it between her fingertips.

Xuan Lan seemed to have never thought that the other party would be so straightforward, his expression and movements were all taken aback, but he quickly shook his head and denied: "The little benefactor misunderstood, this matter is indeed not the work of the poor monk."

"In the Luliao Mountains, the aura flows wantonly, which is hard to figure out." Xuanlan patted the dust in his hands: "I can recognize that it is a phantom, because the poor monk also experienced it when he entered the mountain with the abbot more than a month ago. similar experience."

"What's more, mosquitoes and flies are annoying. It's easier to get rid of them."

When Xuan Lan spoke, his tone was still as gentle as ever, and there was even a smile on the corner of his lips, as if what happened before was just a big deal.

After listening to Xuanlan's explanation, Zhang Qinglan nodded noncommittally.

On the other hand, Yuanming Yuanzheng listened ignorantly, and after digesting for a while, he asked: "Senior brother, what should we do now?"

"Do you still want to look for the young master of the Yu family?"

Xuan Lan looked back at them, nodded peacefully: "That's natural."

After going back and forth like this, the remaining servants who didn't follow Scarface let out a long sigh of relief. Most of their annoyance at not catching up with Linglu immediately dissipated, leaving only luck.

Xuanlan walked up to those servants, raised his finger and pointed to the large dark forest in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to continue to move forward with the poor monk, or stop here and go down the mountain and return to Yu's house?"

In the dense forest, there were bursts of shrill birdsong at the right time, echoing in the deep mountains, which was particularly scary.

The servants looked at the gentle expression on Xuanlan's face, but they felt a cold air permeate into the bone marrow, and the two immediately fought.They all tremblingly said: "We, let's go back." After finishing speaking, they turned around and ran quickly in the direction of going down the mountain.

Seeing this, Xuanlan nodded in satisfaction, then turned around, walked to the side of the two juniors, and gently raised his hands at Zhang Qinglan and Ao Zhan: "You two benefactors, let's go."

Zhang Qinglan focused her attention, looking at the bead string hanging in the palm of the other party with a faint golden Buddha light, and subconsciously squeezed the old compass in her hand.

So the five of them went back on the road and began to climb along the narrow road.