Chapter 16 yīn conspiracy...

Shi Wuyuan only knew that the emperor was a very big official, and the people all over the world would listen to him, but at the moment, he had no specific concept of the emperor's dignity, nor did he feel how honored it was to meet the emperor, but he sighed with emotion. The battle was huge, so he glanced over to Jiulu Mountain.

This sight alone was enough to make him startled - the distinguished guests came to the mountain, all the disciples came out to see them off, and there was such a big incident in the back mountain, how could there be no shadow of the master?

Shi Wuyuan calmed down, his eyes slowly swept across Bitan and Banya, and there was a vague guess in his heart that the guard at the foot of the mountain was dead when the master was not there, and the two of them Sending off the holy car with a beautiful face here? Why exactly?

He thought about it, and his hands and feet turned cold.

Even the Cuiping bird and the rabbit jīng seemed to be able to sense the change in his mood, and two beasts with low intelligence quietly crouched beside him.

The line of chariots of the holy car is very long, but not chaotic, but in the end, there are so many people, no matter how uniform they are, they are still very powerful. Shi Wuyuan quietly crawled out of the grass while the long motorcade passed by. He had learned a little "stealth technique", but it was difficult to completely conceal his whereabouts.

He thought for a while, picked up a handful of pebbles, silently recited the invisibility tactic, trying not to let anyone notice his movements as much as possible, and scattered the pebbles one by one.

His movement of throwing stones was not random, but just for a moment, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Shi Wuyuan's forehead - this is a very simple and very complicated formation that he learned from Jiang Hua, the name It is called a blinding array, and ordinary items can be used to cast the array, but the requirements for arithmetic are extremely high, and each position must be calculated very carefully.

Shi Wuyuan was inconvenient to take out the astrolabe for deduction right now, so he could only rely on mental calculations, and he had to crouch down in the grass. This journey was only a few dozen steps, but he felt like he had walked half a lifetime until he sneaked in. In Xuanzong's guard circle, this tattered shirt was already soaked in cold sweat.

However, he didn't dare to relax. At this time, he was only seven or eight feet away from the two brothers Bitan who were congratulating the holy drive. These two uncles were masters of the same generation as Daozu Zhenren. So deep, no one else can think of it, even if the emperor's reliance is not over yet, and the scene is a little chaotic, he still took a deep breath as quietly as possible, pressed it hard on his chest, and threw the stones in his hand again. out, back in.

Rabbit jīng and Cuipingbird were tied to his belt by him. Many years later, when Shi Wuyuan talked about this experience with others, the past was like smoke. It was told after a meal as an old joke, but it was shocking to those who listened to it.

He was such a child who was raised in the deep mountains by Taoist ancestors and grew up in his early ten years. Except for practicing Taoism, he would only play crazy and foolish. He had never even heard the word sinister human beings. He was like a blank sheet of paper. With such a big change, how can you be so orderly and unhurried?

The old man said that this kind of particularly smart child is a scumbag, and it is not easy to support him, but once he encounters a fortune-telling, if he is supported, he will definitely be able to make waves in this world.

Shi Wuyuan didn't know what was supporting him in his heart, maybe it was the missing Baili, the collapsed valley, and the same family. , wrapped him with a thin but tough iron sheet at the fastest speed.

He seemed to know that what he did this time was different from being naughty and mischievous in the past. In the past, he was caught by the uncle, but he sent it to the master and was beaten. They are relatives, and they will never be true. Hurt yourself, but now...these people are less like family members.

Shi Wuyuan had never thought of so many thoughts at the same time, and he even felt that his entire mind was filled with those things.

While sneaking into Xuanzong quietly, he thought to himself, the old man of the emperor didn't know what he was here for. These people were all dressed in costumes, so it was obvious that they had just returned from the altar. If I went directly to the master now, I would not know him. Somewhere, it's easy to startle the snake if you're not careful, so it's better to go to the altar to see what they're up to.

He remembered the seven mountain lanterns he had seen the night before, and in his mind he recalled what the Taoist ancestor had said to him. There was a big movement, a big storm, and something unusual, and someone must have done something wrong.

Seven lamps...seven...

Shi Wuyuan remembered seeing it in a miscellaneous journal, seven lamps were lit to take advantage of the situation. They made such a big noise, what did they borrow from God?

The most important thing is that Shi Wuyuan still remembered that when Daozu found out that he was reading this book, he was so angry that he beat him severely, saying that it was a sideshow, and also said, "This matter can't be discussed again. The art of causality and creation is the most indescribable, and if people are greedy and go against the sky, they will inevitably lead to great disasters.”

Is Master still on the mountain? If so, how could they be allowed to act like this?

He, the closed disciple of Xuanzong's head, finally has some skills. He played a twelve-point spirit all the way, carefully avoided the sentry, and the terrain was familiar, so he was very good at sneaking out to make trouble. Dangerously got into Xuanzong's altar.

Seeing this, he subconsciously covered the face of the Cuiping bird, only to see that something happened in the middle of the altar, and a large piece of scorched black was burned out, and a large piece of grass and trees around it all suffered and died. , the few mountain lamps that were lifted into the sky yesterday have been put down around the altar for a week, and the wicks in the middle have disappeared, and they are almost ruined.

Shi Wuyuan crossed the altar and looked into the ancestral hall, only to see that the door of the ancestral hall was open, and a coffin was parked in the courtyard.

Shi Wuyuan tightened his hands and looked up inch by inch, and saw a very simple ranking on the table above the coffin - the position of the 349th generation head of Xuanzong. .

Immediately, he felt dark in front of him and almost fell down.

This movement finally alarmed the altar guards, and the leader shouted: "Who!"

Shi Wuyuan was startled, and instantly came back to his senses. His eyes swept across the guard who had already pressed his palm on the sword for a week, knowing that he had been discovered. He wanted to use his three-legged cat skills to break through the encirclement. Or sneak out, it's impossible.

He took a deep breath, regained his composure, and with a kind of courage beyond his age and experience, he emerged from the blindfold and pinched his leg fiercely, although he could not cry on the spot. When he came out, his eyes were red.

His hair was messy, his face was dirty, and there was a piece of ash on the tip of his nose, like a poor little animal, he glanced around the face of a group of guards, and sat on the ground with a "wow", there was no thunder. The rain cried out.

At the same time, he secretly stretched out his foot and destroyed the blindfold formation where he was.

Naturally, some of the guards recognized the little disciple of the sect master. At that moment, Jiāo changed his eyes, and Shi Wuyuan caught a glimpse of a guard running out to report through his fingers, but there were so many people, but no one came to help him up and give himself a comfort. , his heart sank more and more.

After a moment, Bitan real person hurried over. Shi Wuyuan only hesitated for a moment, then plunged into Bitan's arms and said, "Senior Uncle Bitan!"

Bitan's eyes flashed, and he slowly raised his hand and patted his back, but the moment he put his hand behind Shi Wuyuan, he felt the boy's stiffness.

Bitan changed her mind, pulled Shi Wuyuan out of her arms, pushed him away slightly, squatted down, stared into his eyes, and asked softly, "Wuyuan, where have you been, uncles? They are all anxious to death, and your master, your master, he… ah!”

"I...I just went to the back mountain to play for a while, I just..." Shi Wuyuan's eyes were rubbed hard by him just now, and they looked even redder, and there were actually some tears, and he said incoherently, " I stole master's bird for Xiaoion to play with, afraid he would hit me... Uncle, where is my master?"

Bitan narrowed his eyes slightly, Shi Wuyuan panicked in his heart, lest he see something, so he raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes again: "Master, where is my master?"

Bitan stroked the top of his head lightly and sighed, "Have you seen the rankings in the ancestral hall?"

Shi Wuyuan looked up at him.

Bitan stood up, pushed him lightly behind him, and said, "It's okay."

Then he took him to the ancestral hall. Before the coffin was nailed, Shi Wuyuan only glanced inside, then took three steps back, shaking all over.

The master who raised him for more than ten years, taught him for more than ten years, beat and scolded him for more than ten years, he would chase and beat him with a ruler in annoyance when he got into trouble, and he would always hold him when he got into trouble. The bearded and smiling master was lying in the coffin so lifelessly, just like Lu Cheng...

died.

Bitan put one hand on his shoulder, hugged him halfway in her arms, and said in a low voice, "Your master is in a critical period of cultivation, and you suddenly disappeared. I'm so angry that I can't even get sick... Sigh! Our brothers and sisters are busy with business, but we didn't realize that he has gone crazy recently. He...he..."

Apparently, it was Daozu's handwriting that ordered him to go down the mountain to find Jianghua Sanren!

Shi Wuyuan felt as if a poisonous snake was entrenched on his shoulders, and his body trembled even more.

What the other party said later, he couldn't hear it completely, Bitan lowered his head when he saw his appearance, something dimly flashed on his face, and after a few words, he asked someone to take him down Wash and rest.

Shi Wuyuan bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and fought again, only to find that they still arranged him in the yard where he lived with his master before.

In the huge astrolabe in the courtyard, all the stars have turned into ordinary Shashuo, and all the stars have all died.

Shi Wuyuan only glanced at it and then looked away numbly. If he said that he still had a fluke in his heart that he didn't want to accept, he would completely give up when he saw this.

Master has said that the astrolabe deduces the secrets of the world, and it is the most spiritual thing in the world. Some people will even recognize the master when they meet the opportunity. If they recognize the master's astrolabe, they will coexist with the master. As long as the master's soul is still in the world, it will be The brilliance will not fade away.

So now it seems that the stars in the sky have nothing to do with his master.