There are bandits in Zhongshan

Now is not a good time to relax.

What kind of conspiracy is hidden in the events of these days, what happened to the woman in gray clothes, what is that white shadow, if doubts are silk threads, then it is a mess at the fingertips.

But in the long centrifugation, these become irrelevant.

Even the nightmare that had been accompanying him became increasingly blurred, Zhong Mingzhu's voice and breath covered those traces, and the coldness of drowning gradually faded away in the slightly higher body temperature of the other party.

Sure enough, she really left that place, she secretly sighed.

Neither of them spoke. After the fierce battle before, Changli didn't even have the strength left to raise his hand. Zhong Mingzhu simply picked her up, found a flat place and waved away the gravel on the ground, then spread the blanket on the spot sit down.

After sitting down, she hugged Chang Li tightly with one hand, took out a medicine bottle from the storage ring with the free hand, and gave Chang Li to take it.

The serum in the medicine bottle is a bit like honey, sweet and fragrant, it does not come from Tianyizong Dan Pharmacy.

It must have been brought out from the Heishuiling Demon Cave, Changli thought, after taking it, she soon felt spiritual power flowing in her veins, and the long-lost spiritual sea was quickly nourished, and the leftovers from the previous self-harm The wounds are also gradually healing.

At this time, when you meditate and adjust your breath, you can better absorb the spiritual power and get twice the result with half the effort.Chang Li, however, uncharacteristically did not use the exercises, and still let himself lean on Zhong Mingzhu's shoulder, while his spiritual power was circulating, a hazy look appeared in his eyes.

Consciousness was gradually withdrawn, she closed her eyes, this time, there was no bone-piercing coldness, although it was late at night, she felt that she was bathed in gentle sunlight and surrounded by the fragrance of flowers.

When Changli's breath became long and calm, Zhong Mingzhu took out the cloak and put it on her, then helped her to lie down, and then took out a candle from the storage ring and lit it next to Changli. Light smoke drifted out from the candle, swam around Chang Li and then sank into her body.

At this time, the white tiger came out from behind the shadow of the tree. Its body, which was originally taller than Zhong Mingzhu, became smaller every step it took. When it came to Changli, it was only half a person tall. Then it got smaller.It first walked up to Changli and sniffed it, then stepped back a few steps and lay down against Changli, flicked its tail a few times and said lazily: "Qihaiyue has hidden Yunling nectar and Bidan for 1000 years and is not willing to use it." Longxi, you don't feel bad at all."

Both of those two elixirs contained thousands of years of spiritual power, and they were the supreme secret treasures of the Thousand Tribulations Sect. After taking them, the cultivators of Huashen could quickly recover their exhausted spiritual power. It was quite overkill for the current Changli to heal his wounds.

"Anyway, it's for nothing. If someone finds out later, it might cause trouble. It's better to use it as soon as possible." Zhong Mingzhu waved his hand nonchalantly, and then asked, "Where's that person?"

"Run away." Baihu said sullenly, pawing the ground a few times with his paws, "I wanted to break her hands and feet first before asking questions, but suddenly my eyes dimmed, and she was gone when I realized it, alas It's so inconvenient."

"Darkness..." Zhong Mingzhu tapped his hands and walked a few steps, then suddenly lowered his face and shouted: "Jiang, get out of here." After she finished speaking, there was silence for a long time, and she again With a smile on his face, he said: "It's no use pretending to be dead, don't forget you still have that jade document with you, if you don't come out again, you can weigh the consequences."

"Don't! Don't!" As soon as she finished speaking, a voice floated out of the void, and then, the apricot-colored dress gradually appeared, and Jiang Zhao was standing a dozen steps away from Zhong Mingzhu. She frowned. His face looked as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot, which made his face more recognizable. After seeing Zhong Mingzhu's face, he smiled coyly, and then took out the small jade token and looked left and right. Look, wondering: "Are there other magic spells hidden on this jade document?"

Zhong Mingzhu said, "No, I just said it casually."

Jiang Zhao was stunned for a moment, then quickly threw the jade tablet and wanted to run away, but before he could recite the formula, he was enveloped by a demonic aura. When he turned around, he found that the white tiger stepped on her shadow, The protruding claws looked sharper than knives.Jiang Zhao dared to guarantee that the other party could shatter her spiritual sea before she hid herself, so she just stood there obediently with an "oh" and didn't make any small moves.

Zhong Mingzhu walked up to her, squinted his eyes and said coldly: "You have been following us?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhao dodged her visiting gaze, "I wanted to see how Qi Haiyue and Guan Yan would bite a dog, but you passed by."

Zhong Mingzhu snorted coldly, and asked again: "Why did you save her? I don't remember any friendship between you."

"If she dies, I will go back to be the head." Jiang Zhao couldn't help frowning as soon as the word "head" was mentioned, "In that case, there will be nothing to look forward to in this life."

Zhong Mingzhu raised his eyebrows in surprise, a trace of uncontrollable laughter flashed in his shallow eyes, and said, "No wonder your cultivation base is obviously higher than your junior sister, but every time you see her, you are like a mouse seeing a cat."

"Don't dare to be, dare not be." Jiang Zhao smiled wryly, "I just hope she can let go of her obsession as soon as possible."

"Even if she wants to let go of her obsession, it's too late." Zhong Mingzhu's voice suddenly turned cold.

Hearing her bad tone, Jiang Zhao became impatient: "What do you want to do? There isn't even a can of wine in Senluo Hall, so I don't want to go back!"

"You don't want to be the head and don't want to die, why are you so troublesome." Zhong Mingzhu snorted coldly, "But let me tell you, unless you keep guarding your junior sister all the time or quickly abolish your cultivation, otherwise the head, I will See you sooner or later you will be."

"This, this, this..." Jiang Zhao only felt that one head and two were big, and he wanted to cry.

She also knew that her evasion was just procrastination, but in the past, this kind of worry was just a blunt knife that was rubbed far away. She could pretend that she didn't see it and have fun with herself first, but now the blunt knife has been sharpened. When it came to her neck, blood stains could be printed a little closer.

"Is there no other way?" She asked cautiously.

"Of course." Zhong Mingzhu's voice was weird, as if Jiang Zhao was asking something stupid, "I'm just wondering why you haven't thought of it for so long."

Hearing that Zhong Mingzhu had a solution, Jiang Zhao immediately became elated, and regardless of the obvious disgust on Zhong Mingzhu's expression, he asked hastily, "W-what way?"

"Is there anyone in Sen Luo Palace who can restrain the two of you?" Zhong Mingzhu changed his mind and asked something else.

"No, only the collateral disciples are left."

"Then after your junior sister dies, who can force you?"

"Ke Sen Luo Palace needs a master."

After becoming the head of the sect, he has to accept disciples, teach them exercises, and spend his whole life in that dark place, Jiang Zhaoguang felt his head was going to explode when he thought about it.

Zhong Mingzhu shook his head, looking like he was suffering from a headache, and his tone sounded a little bitter: "Can't you just appoint someone to replace you as the head? Then there is the Senluo Hall."

"Ah? I..." Jiang Zhao seemed to have been beaten for a moment, stuttering with a confused expression, "Wouldn't this ruin the foundation of the ancestors."

Historically, most of the immortal sects were destroyed by disputes. As long as the head is still alive, they will do everything possible to pass on the Taoism.

Jiang Zhao thought of countless ways, but never thought of this.

"The people who founded the sect have long since lost their ashes." Zhong Mingzhu said angrily, "You sent the patriarch to set up the sect rules. Why can't you change them when you become the sect master?"

"Yeah, why can't it be changed..." Jiang Zhao murmured in agreement, in a very low voice at first, then slapped his forehead suddenly, and laughed loudly, "Why didn't I think of that."

Righteousness, righteousness, and evil are not righteous, although it is the opposite, but after all, various boundaries will be formed in her heart under the influence of her ears and eyes. She claims to be free and easy, but in fact she is still trapped in it without knowing it.

Seeing that Jiang Zhao was ecstatic, the disgust on Zhong Mingzhu's face became more and more obvious, he waved his hands and said, "Forget it, for the sake of saving you before, I don't care about you this time, you can go."

"No." Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhao shook his head, "You have helped me so much, I must thank you very much, let me think about it, how is my junior sister's head?"

Baihu, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but said at this time: "It's changing too fast."

Zhong Mingzhu said with a nonchalant smile: "That's too cheap." She looked at her a few times, and suddenly showed a happy smile and said: "However, I thought of something that I can ask you to do a favor."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zhao said alertly, "If it's too troublesome, don't do it."

"It's very simple." Zhong Mingzhu took out a piece of talisman paper, quickly sketched a few strokes on it, then folded it up and handed it to Jiang Zhao, "Send me a letter."

"Don't you need to add a seal? You won't be afraid of me..." Jiang Zhao glanced at it, then swallowed the word "peeking".

The paper is full of strange symbols, somewhat similar to the spirit patterns in the Liuhe Pagoda.She knew why Zhong Mingzhu didn't seal it anymore, because she was not afraid of being peeped at all, and she could even see it openly, but she couldn't understand it anyway.

"to whom?"

"I don't know where he is now, but you can just follow it." Zhong Mingzhu took out something as he spoke, one hand.

I saw a bird surrounded by purple lightning spread its wings and rushed up to the clouds. The next moment, Jiang Zhao disappeared.

It's as if it was erased all at once.

Bai Hu didn't stop him, but he seemed a little confused. Guessing that Jiang Zhao had gone far away, he asked Zhong Mingzhu, "Do you trust her?"

Zhong Mingzhu smiled slyly: "Even if it falls into the hands of others, it's okay, maybe you can follow the clues to find out who built the Liuhe Pagoda." She paused, and then said: "Speaking of which, did you see Wu He Pagoda just now?" Is there a little red mark on your wrist?"

Bai Hu thought for a while, and soon asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

"Because Qi Haiyue and Guan Yan also have it in their hands, and the monk who pretended to be in charge of guarding Liuhe Pagoda should have formed a blood contract with someone." Zhong Mingzhu said while pacing with his hands in his arms, his tone a little uncertain, "I don't know why it feels a bit similar to the Wulingmen's method, but Du Xuan is not so capable. I think it may have something to do with the Hexu Mountain incident a while ago."

"It's Yuyuan." Dangerous light flashed in the eyes of the white tiger, and it clasped its paws, drawing deep marks on the ground. What."

"I hope." Zhong Mingzhu sighed, a series of unexpected events, even a trace of tiredness appeared on her face.They wanted to pry out their secrets from Qi Haiyue and Guan Yan, but Ling Hai, who had just sealed them, realized that there was something wrong with Akabane, so they had to arrest the two for the time being, and then make plans when they were stable.

She glanced at the night, thought for a while, suddenly smiled, and said relaxedly: "But it's okay, Liuhe Pagoda is destroyed, no matter what their purpose is, they have to wait for a while."

As she spoke, she paused, her eyes fell on Chang Li, and the anxiety that had quietly accumulated was suddenly calmed down.

The sun shines on the face, and there is a long-lost comfort and tranquility in the ears.

The warm breath wanders through the veins, stroking the hard and tight edges and corners, making everything fall into soft comfort.

Chang Li slowly opened her eyes, waking up after a long sleep, she was not as dazed as before, her mind was clear, like a mirror after repeated washing.

The first thing she did after waking up was to look for Zhong Mingzhu. When she checked her spiritual sense, she found that Zhong Mingzhu was outside the house, so she closed her eyes and lay down for a while.

After sorting out all the things that happened in the past few days in her mind, she stood up, and the soft cloak slid off. She held the cloak and recognized that it was the one that the clock and candles used to keep her warm in the demon cave. .

A slightly higher temperature came from the cloak, as if it came from Zhong Mingzhu itself.

A healing enchantment was arranged in the room, and Zhu Mingtie was placed at the key points, which seemed to be made by Zhong Mingzhu.

There was a simple wooden bed under her body, and the door was blocked by an old screen. She immediately recognized that it was the woman's room. She stood up wearing a cloak, and her eyes fell on the low table by the bed, which was loosely held. The hand of the cloak clenched unconsciously, as if stabbed.

It was half a jade document, with Tian Yizong's black black pattern and half of the word "Xun" engraved on the edge.

Tianyi Sect disciples have their own names engraved on their identity jade certificates, and an ancient secret spell has been cast on them, incorporating the master's spiritual power, especially as time goes by, the relationship with the master will become closer, and now Naxuan There is no trace of aura in the tattoo.

Even the warm white jade has lost its luster, looking like a piece of hard gravel.

She held the icy piece of broken jade, and pressed the sharp edges against her palm, quickly grinding out a few red marks.

At this time, there was a slight noise outside the house, and she walked around the screen and walked out.

In the corner of the courtyard, Zhong Mingzhu was sprinkling a white paper talisman on a new grave. The paper talisman was actually just some symbols drawn with cinnabar on ordinary white paper, not a spiritual talisman from the cultivation world.

A few words are engraved on the stone tablet: Tomb of the Yishui Wang family.There is also a small inscription written on the side.

Changli didn't deliberately hide his breath, Zhong Mingzhu found her as soon as he went out, and when she walked to his side, he smiled and said: "I found her birth certificate in the house, Yishui is the name of the place in the mortal world here. , with this stele, she will not be disturbed by resentment when she dies."

It is the woman's tomb.

"You..." A trace of confusion flashed in Changli's eyes. In her impression, Zhong Mingzhu was not a sympathetic character.

Zhong Mingzhu saw her doubts, and smiled again: "She helped you, besides borrowing the house, I can't let the master die in the wild." He passed a stick of incense and said: "It just so happens that it is the seventh day, It's the day of returning to the soul."

Chang Li nodded, took the stick of incense and stuck it on the grave, and bowed.

Her cultivation base is quite deep, and it is enough to pray for the mortal soul, if there are too many, the mortal soul may not be able to bear it, and it will be wiped out in ashes.

Zhong Mingzhu watched her actions and raised his eyebrows in novelty.

In the past, Changli, if she hadn't reminded her, she might not have taken the initiative to offer sacrifices to her fellow disciples in distress, let alone a mortal.

"It feels like you've changed." She said, with a little more probing in her words.