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Chapter 15 The Shock...
Chapter 15 The Shock...
Shi Wuyuan didn't know what was going on in Cangyun Valley. When he woke up, it was already night.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he was confronted with a shivering hairball, black and gray on its body, which was even more shocking when compared with the fluffy feathers of the Kingfisher hopping around.
Wu Liuliu's eyes were covered with white hair, and Shi Wuyuan's mind was not clear for a moment, and he was pleasantly surprised to think that this is the prototype of Baili, and Xiaoion was not taken away by the black gas!
However, when he was completely awake, he was disappointed to find that the dirty hairball was just a rabbit.
The rabbit seems to be a bit of a virtuous man. It looks very fat, and its body shape does not look like a rabbit. At first glance, it looks a bit like a big rat covered with oil. However, although it seems to have some intelligence, it is not very clever. It was all piled up with fat, and its head became even more pitifully small. It seemed to have rushed over to seek shelter. It only thought that this young man seemed to have a magic weapon on his body, so he stabbed his head over. Only then did he discover that the light from the astrolabe made him tremble instinctively, so scared that he didn't even dare to run, and could only shrink into a ball and shiver.
If it was normal, Shi Wuyuan would definitely play with it, but he struggled to get up, looked down and saw the cardamom tangled in his hand, and then looked back at Bai Li's disappearing mouth, he was in no mood for anything.
Kingfisher put his head on his knee, rubbed gently, and blinked his dark eyes at him.
Shi Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, carefully cleaned the dust wrapped around the cardamom, put it in his arms, and stood up with the big stone at the mouth of the mountain. When he stood up, he looked down and saw what happened in the Cangyun Valley. What's up.
The entire valley actually collapsed, the forest that covered the sky and the sun was all pressed down by the rocks, and a large crack of several meters square tore the entire Cangyun Valley, and in the Cangyun Valley there were ponds and streams as large and small as emeralds. , actually all dyed rust-like color. The wind and clouds changed color, the young man held the mountain rock, stood there for a while, and looked up at the sky blankly.
"Master!" Shi Wuyuan suddenly came to his senses and turned around to run up the mountain.
He turned around suddenly, stumbled on his feet, and fell a big somersault. Shi Wuyuan gritted his teeth, rested his torn palms on the ground, and got up after a while. Behind him was the entire ruined valley, a small The young man, covered in dust and helpless, persevered and climbed to the top of the mountain.
The mountain range of Jiulu Mountain seems to have been destroyed by something. The mountain road that used to walk on weekdays is deformed. The moon is dark and the wind is high. At any time, will be tripped over by the tree roots that are exposed on the ground under feet, and will fall off the cliff at any time. of stones.
He fell, got up, and fell again. As if he didn't know the pain, he gasped when he was lying on the ground, smeared the blood on the cold stone, and ran up again as soon as he got up.
Kingfisher silently followed him and flew over his head. When he saw him fall, he fell to the side and stopped to wait for him. Even the stupid big fat rabbit followed inexplicably. Small eyes, looking at this place that used to be a fairyland, and now it has become a ghostly creature, as if ignorant of the suffering of the people.
Every time he reached a level, Shi Wuyuan went in and asked loudly, "Is there anyone here? I am Wuyuan! I am the apprentice of the head master! Is there anyone?"
But every level was empty. Shi Wuyuan felt that his heart was going to explode when he ran. When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, he was almost disappointed when he passed the last level. I saw a shadowy figure under the pavilion in the backyard.
He paused and walked over lightly, only to find that it was actually a guarding disciple, whose name was Lu Cheng. According to his seniority, he was the disciple and grandson of Daozu. On weekdays, Shi Wuyuan went to the back mountain to play and often passed by here, and he was the closest to this master nephew.
The strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, and the astrolabe in Shi Wuyuan's hand lit up. Shi Wuyuan felt a little bit of greed from the light, as if a hungry wild shòu saw bloody prey, he was taken aback , hurriedly stuffed the astrolabe into the bag, walked over slowly, and called tentatively, "Lu Cheng?"
As he approached, he found that Lu Cheng had been pierced by an iron hook and turned into a bloody man. He closed his eyes tightly, but there was still a faint breath in his heart... But it was about to break. .
Shi Wuyuan's eyes turned dark, and he thought to himself, could something happen to the teacher?
He grabbed it one step at a time, picked up Lu Cheng's upper body with difficulty, and patted his cheek with his palm: "Lu Cheng is me, open your eyes and see, what's going on? Where's the master? What about the others?"
But this man was hurt so badly that he was really angry.
At this moment, in the baggage behind him, a few strands of star wires stretched out without listening to the instructions, as if some tentative Shi's unprovoked reaction, quietly wrapped around the iron hook on Lu Cheng's chest.
Shi Wuyuan was stunned for a while, wondering what the situation was. Just when he was stunned, the star wires suddenly lit up, and poked into Lu Cheng's body along the iron hook, frantically absorbing the severe injury. The only spirit left in a person.
Lu Cheng trembled all over, Shi Wu was startled, grabbed the few star wires and broke them with force. The other star wires seemed to know they were afraid. shrink back. But his pulling like this also involved Lu Cheng's wound. Lu Cheng groaned and opened his eyes.
His eyes were confused at first, and then he seemed to remember something, his face panicked, his lips twitched like a spasm, and his whole body twitched. Shi Wuyuan hurriedly patted his face, put his voice down, and said: "It's me, don't be afraid, I'm unprovoked, what happened to Xuanzong? Where is the master? What about the senior brother and the uncle? How are the levels at the foot of the mountain..."
He was anxious, and a series of questions appeared, but Lu Cheng didn't know where the power came from, so he desperately raised his hand and grabbed Shi Wuyuan's wrist. With a dying voice, he said hoarsely and laboriously: "Run! Fast...run...fast..."
Then the voice choked, Shi Wuyuan felt the strength of his fingers loosen: "Lu Cheng!"
Lu Cheng just opened his eyes wide, and the Xingsi behind Shi Wuyuan was about to move again, as if he wanted to squeeze the last ray of spirit out of this fresh dead person, but because of the master, he didn't dare to be presumptuous.
Shi Wuyuan slowly raised his hand and put it under Lu Cheng's nose. After a long while, he took a deep breath.
It was the first time he had seen someone die since he was a child—the one who died was someone he knew.
A terrible thought suddenly popped up in his heart, Lu Cheng is dead, what about Master? Could Master also... He felt a cold air spread from his chest to his limbs, and his hands and feet were frozen.
Suddenly, someone's footsteps came from not far away, Shi Wu shivered violently, and subconsciously picked up the stupid rabbit beside his feet and hid in the grass.
The Kingfisher reacted quickly too, crouching beside him, not daring to move.
After a while, someone said, "I seem to have heard a movement here, Ziliang, let's go over and take a look."
The other person responded, and after a while, the two seemed to be running towards this side.
Shi Wuyuan breathed a sigh of relief. He heard the voices of these two people, Zhao Chengye and Huáng Ziliang, two disciples of his Uncle Bitan. After running for a day, they finally saw their relatives. Shi Wuyuan felt that he was about to cry with joy, but He was so relieved in his heart, but when he wanted to stand up, his legs were weak, and he couldn't move for a while.
But just as he was about to call someone, he heard Zhao Chengye sneer not far away: "Hey, I didn't expect a fish that slipped through the net here."
What? !
Shi Wuyuan's hand on his ankle immediately stopped moving, and the Cuiping bird on one side moved on the ground and was held down by him. His heart turned sharply, what does Zhao Chengye mean? Why did Lu Cheng let him run away when he was dying? What was he afraid of?
"The heat hasn't dissipated yet, I think it's time to breathe." Huáng Ziliang said, "Could it be that he struggled just now?"
"Thinking about it, there was something in the Cangyun Valley that made such a big noise that it almost startled the holy driver, and unexpectedly asked him to run here." Zhao Chengye said, "Come on, you and my brothers. Lift him up and check the corpse, Master's side is good and bad."
Huáng Ziliang smiled and said, "Brother, why are you so confused? We two brothers carried this stupid corpse up the mountain, aren't we tired? In my opinion, it's better to cut off his head and hang it on his waist. Master, just take a look at it."
Zhao Chengye smiled and said, "It makes sense."
Shi Wuyuan opened his eyes wide in the darkness, his heart almost stopped beating.
What did those two people say "Master", is it Uncle Bitan? How could Martial Uncle Bitan ask them to kill each other and refuse to even leave a whole corpse behind? He held the Cuiping bird's body tightly in his hands, and it was difficult for the big bird to let him hold it without saying a word.
"No, I can't act rashly." Shi Wuyuan thought to himself, "Let's keep up and see what happened to them."
He took a deep breath, and after the two had left for a while, he cautiously climbed out of the place. He knew that Zhao Chengye and Huáng Ziliang, although they were a little worse than the Twelve Real People, were in the entire Jiulu Mountain. He is not considered outstanding, but he is also a person who has devoted himself to cultivating Taoism for more than a hundred years. In their eyes, his age and Taoism are nothing.
At this time, his hands and feet are still a little inconvenient, and his walking appearance is a little strange, but he doesn't dare to be careless at all, lest he be discovered by the two of them.
When passing through the land of Lu Cheng's corpse, Shi Wuyuan couldn't help but look back, only to see that the nephew who had spoken to him just now turned into a headless corpse, incomparably desolate. He was lying on the ground, his legs curled up and his fingers slightly bent, as if he was holding something.
It felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured into my heart.
Not to mention the thrills along the way, Shi Wuyuan took the Cuiping bird and the rabbit jīng along with Huáng Ziliang and Zhao Chengye from a distance, and when they reached the top of the mountain, they found that the lights were bright above. It's just that the guards are a little weird. There are people from Jiulu Mountain on the outside, but they all wear vermilion brocade shirts on the first floor, embroidered with the gods of warding off evil spirits, and equipped with knives.
Shi Wuyuan didn't know what they were, so he didn't dare to act rashly, so he carefully hid on the side, intending to find a chance to get in, but he didn't find a chance for a night, so he hid in the corner and fell asleep.
Until the next morning, he woke up with a jolt, secretly opened the grass in front of him, looked through the gap, and saw those people dressed in brocade clothes and sabres suddenly staggered one step to both sides at the same time, after a while, The huge guard of honor slowly separated the crowd and walked out.
Shi Wuyuan had never seen such a reliance, hiding behind the big stone, his eyes widened.
After the guard of honor, it was a chariot of noble people, and there were many people accompanying them, but they were silent.
When they got to the door, the carriage stopped. Bitan and Banya led the disciples of the Xuanzong all the way to the door. The two of them knelt down with all the disciples, and Bitan said in his mouth, "Respectfully send the holy car. ."
Long live the crowd.
A fair-faced man next to the chariot said sharply: "Get off"
Afterwards, the men with knives on both sides opened the way, and the convoy passed in front of Shi Wuduan like a tsunami.Shi Wuyuan thought to himself, Mother, is this the emperor?
At this moment, a man who was next to Di Ran seemed to sense something. He glanced in the direction where Shi Wuyuan was hiding. Shi Wuyuan was startled, and hurriedly shrank himself again. After a while, the manOnly then did he frown, turned his head a little uneasy, and followed Di Ran away.