Chapter 20 Escape...

At this time, Shi Wuyuan was not alone in the room. The chaos of the Shuwu Conference not only made Banya pick up the leaks by himself, but at the busiest time of the evening, Shi Wuyuan pushed in from the outside and found his room. There was already a person inside—a girl with a round face, who looked like she was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the most. When she saw him coming in, her whole body tensed up, and she jumped up suddenly, explaining in a panic, "Little boy. Uncle Shi, you...don't be afraid, I am..."

"Uncle Kuruo, let's go." Shi Wuyuan just glanced at her, without pausing his footsteps, turned around and closed the door as if nothing had happened, and then answered in a low voice.

This little girl is not very old. He heard that she was called Kuruo's disciple and grandson, but he had never seen it before.

But it is also true that the few capable seniors and even the disciples and grandchildren of Master Kuruo stand out from the outside, and they are all looked at by Bitan. Only such a timid and unattractive little girl can take the opportunity. Mixed in: "What's your name?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and she replied in a stern voice, "Just call me Hui'er, little uncle."

Shi Wuyuan poured her a cup of tea and explained: "Sit down, I know there are people in the room. When you came in, you touched the welcome formation that I placed there. It seems that the weight of the people can tell where you are from. "

Naturally, the weight of a little girl cannot be compared with that of an adult man. The place where there are little girls in the entire Xuanzong is probably only under the Kuruomen. Shi Wuyuan only explained it here, then he stopped talking and went straight to the subject: "Do you have any urgent matter for Shishu Kuruo to do it for me?"

He seemed to be accustomed to the slow way of speaking. At this time, his voice didn't sound anxious at all, and it was very light. The girl's first adventure, she was very afraid, but inexplicably followed him to relax. When I got down, I took the tea cup to thank and said, "Master let me come and see if the little uncle is doing well. The master also said that she knew that the little uncle was... trapped by the evil thief Bitan. Here, I tell you not to act rashly, she will definitely try to save you out."

Shi smiled for no reason, thinking that if I don't act rashly, no one wants my life? Furthermore, Master Kuruo has already crossed the river with a muddy Bodhisattva, how can he still care about the shortcomings of others? But he also accepted her affection in his heart, nodded and said, "Unfilial filial piety for no reason, I have to worry about Uncle Lao, but if Uncle Master has always been a good old man?"

Hui'er's eyes were red, and she was about to shed tears. Shi Wuyuan sighed secretly, only to remind him, "Hui'er, I'm not safe here, so keep your story short."

Hui'er nodded and wiped her eyes hard, but the corner of her mouth couldn't help but turn down. She bit her lip and tried her best to hold back. All the seniors and sisters knew that the sect master was killed by two wicked men, Bitan and Banya, just because the sect master did not agree with them lighting the lanterns to borrow the fortune of the country. I didn’t accept the order, and I didn’t expect that there would be such a bad person in our Xuanzong…”

That's true—Shi Wuyuan knew it already, his face didn't change, he just listened calmly.

"The master entered the mountains to cultivate in the early years, and regardless of the world's disputes, she said that it doesn't matter whether they borrow or not, but how dare they... How dare they commit crimes and order to hunt down the same sect?"

Seeing that her eyes were red again as she spoke, Shi Wuyuan waved his hand to stop her voice and asked, "I just saw that Shishu was not free to move at the Shuwu Conference, what's the matter?"

The tears in Hui'er's big eyes fell rustlingly, and she choked: "The two factions of Xuanzong had a fierce conflict that day, we lived a little far away with the master, and when the master came to know the news, we saw Bi Tan and the sect master jiāo hand, the evil thief Banya secretly attacked, he suddenly appeared, and broke the pipa bone of the sect master from behind..."

Shi Wudu's eyebrows twitched and he was silent for five years. It was the first time he heard this in his own ears. He thought he had calmed down, but at that moment, his chest seemed to be set on fire. For a long time, his expression remained calm. A smile suddenly appeared on Muran's face, but his voice was lower. He said "oh" and asked, "It's Banya, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

Hui'er nodded and said, "We followed the master and we all saw it."

Her eyes fell on Shi Wuyuan, and she suddenly felt that his half-drooped head and the smile on the corner of his mouth were a bit frighteningly cold. After that, she left a few more smudged strokes. She couldn't see the other party's eyes clearly, so she couldn't help asking, "Little Master Uncle?"

Shi Wuyuan ignored it and just asked softly, "What is the restraint of Uncle Kuruo?"

Kuruo has always been independent of the world, and has no control over her own disciples and apprentices. There are many young girls like Huier who are not high in cultivation. It is conceivable that the situation was one-sided at that time. It is not easy to escape alone, not to mention the burden of carrying a bunch of apprentices and grandchildren.

On the other hand, Bitan, because of his illusory "friendship from the same family", and about the four major factions of Xuanzong, suddenly lost half of them, and it seems really outrageous to call outsiders. I am afraid that some kind of agreement has been reached, but it is difficult for the master to bear a heavy burden for many years because of the pào-like temper of the master.

"Master is wearing a bundle of holy patterns."

Shi Wuyuan was stunned, his brows slowly wrinkled - he still knows this stuff, it can be integrated into people's seven meridians and eight meridians, and he can't see it on weekdays. The Binding Saint Pattern emerges from the bloodline and ties the person to death.

At this moment, a small bell hanging on the beam suddenly rang softly above Huier's head, Huier was stunned, but Shi Wuyuan stood up, pressing her index finger on her lips to stop her voice, and whispered. Said: "Someone broke in, don't make a sound."

Hui'er's eyes widened, her face turned pale with fright.

Shi Wuyuan dragged her into the room, opened an old cabinet in the bedroom, pulled out the rabbit jīng who was nibbling on vegetable leaves, and pushed Huier in: "Hide here, don't make a sound."

Huier clenched his sleeves in a hurry: "Little Martial Uncle, this is... this is..."

Shi Wuyuan moved swiftly, but there was no sign of anxiety on his face, he just smiled calmly, patted her hand, and said, "It's nothing, I've lived too long, there are always people who can't see it. ."

Huier was taken aback and covered her mouth suddenly. She seemed to realize that this little uncle, who seemed to be about the same age as her, was different from herself. In the past five years, he had not been protected by a master who was willing to sacrifice his life, and he had not been supported by his peers. He was just alone in such a tomb. In the lonely mountain courtyard, guarding a dead astrolabe to live.

He was like... living in another world.

Shi Wuyuan ignored her, closed the cabinet door without any explanation, stood alone in the room for a moment, and took a deep breath.

"If I were Banya, I would choose this time to do it. There aren't many opportunities like this." Shi Wuyuan thought about it, glanced at the cabinet door again, and thought, "I originally borrowed the strength of Master Kuruo, Now it seems that I can only ask for more happiness.”

He tidied up his robes, walked to the outside without haste, and leaned over to light a candle—the wax was extremely short, but the length of an adult thumb, and the color was even more eerie red, dripping wax oil. As if it was bleeding, there was a faint trace of blood in the smell of fireworks.

Shi Wuyuan raised his hand to pick up the lampshade and covered the candle flame. The Kingfisher sleeping on the shelf immediately woke up, stared at the round eyes, and flew to Shi Wuyuan's shoulder, the rabbit jīng also seemed to notice it. Dangerously, he flew out on his short legs and shrank at his feet.

Shi Wuyuan opened the wooden door outside, tidied up his robe sleeves respectfully, and bowed his hands to several people in the courtyard: "I don't know how many senior brothers have arrived, but for no reason, I have lost my respect, and I have lost my respect."

Several people from Zhao Chengye entered the yard, but before they could go inside, a white fog suddenly appeared around the astrolabe, and they immediately fell into the fog cover of Yunshan Mountain. Zhao Chengye couldn't help being surprised, and he just accepted his uncle's message. Order, but also said that secretly doing such a small thing is easy to catch, who knows that there is another mystery in this courtyard-is it possible that this brat has come true all these years, as Shishu expected, has been keeping a low profile and pretending to be confused?

"It's the formation." Jiang Chongwen, who followed behind him, said that he consciously had some research on the method of illusion, otherwise he would not be embarrassed to perform the illusion at the Shuwu Conference, and the illusion and the formation have the same effect, and he also has many Having been dabbling around, Jiang Chongwen made some calculations, pointed to the stone road on the ground and said, "I see this fog is like a 'blood candle formation', it is not a very advanced formation, everyone follow me, Mo Go wrong."

Unexpectedly, when he finished speaking, he heard a door slam, and Shi Wuyuan stood at the door calmly, looking like he was welcoming guests from all directions with a smile on his face.

I saw his eyes slowly swept across the few people present, shook his head, and sighed in a very unhurried manner: "Uncle Banya really thinks highly of me."

Jiang Chongwen sneered: "Boy, just a bloody candle array, you want to trap us, and tell us to say that you are too bold, or are you too ignorant?"

Shi Wuyuan said humbly, "Senior brother taught me yes."

Jiang Chongwen: "..."

Shi Wuyuan shook his sleeves and smiled apologetically, "My little brother is very crude, and I really can't get any good things out. There are only a few inches of candles and a few spirit stones in the yard. The materials are sourced on the spot, which is very crude. "

He has not often laughed in these years, but when he does, it is vaguely the same as when he was a child, with two tiger teeth faintly showing, and a dimple on his left cheek seems to be brewed with a glass of bad water. Man... desperately wants to beat him up.

Zhao Chengye gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Jiang, what nonsense are you talking about with this little beast?"

Jiang Chongwen also didn't take Shi Wuyuan seriously in his heart. In order to show his accomplishments in the technique of formation, he immediately stepped forward without hesitation.

Then...strange things happened.

Zhao Chengye felt that Shi Wuyuan was standing with a green screen bird on his shoulders, with a rabbit jīng under his feet, always standing two feet away from them with a smile but not a smile - but these two feet seemed to be farther than thousands of mountains and rivers, why? He couldn't get past it, he couldn't help but look at Jiang Chongwen with some doubts, but saw that this brother was also sweating on his forehead.

Shi Wuyuan has only learned the formations for a few months. In terms of the types of formations he has seen, they are incomparable to Jiang Chongwen, but what he learned from Jianghua Sanren was the essence of formations—then is arithmetic.

Ordinary people’s calculation is arithmetic, and deducing the transformation of stars is also arithmetic. In fact, even though the formation method is ever-changing, it is actually just the same. There is a spiritual being as the eye of the formation, and the master of the formation as the medium, following a certain algorithm. As long as you understand these algorithms, in fact, there is no formation technique in the world. Even if someone else knows and memorizes the details of a thousand formations, the person who arranges the formation will have his own way to change any number of them and change it into One thousand and one shapes.

It's just that Shi Wuyuan smiled and pretended to be calm on the surface, but in his heart he knew how much he had in this formation. Bitan never harshly criticized his things, but he would never let him touch anything that could have spirituality. Except for the astrolabe he brought back.

The blood candle was made by him using his own blood and a star silk melted into the wax. After trying it countless times, it became such a small piece in total, and it was gone after burning.

So he didn't dare to delay any longer, and after confirming that the formation had trapped the group of people, he handed over to them and said politely: "I'm sorry, brothers, it's really unfortunate that you came here, my brother is planning to travel down the mountain. , I'm afraid it's too late to entertain the distinguished guests, so I'll have less company here, and I hope you all feel free to use the tea and snacks."

After speaking, Shi Wuyuan turned around and left, as if he disappeared in front of the trapped people in a flash.

Which way did Shi Wuyuan go? Naturally, it was the road that Banya deliberately cleared out in order to kill him quietly and without disturbing anyone. Zhao Chengye also insisted that he was a talented person, and he did a lot of work. As a result, Shi Wuyuan went from Daozu's small courtyard to the guard of the first checkpoint down the mountain. No one stopped him, and the road was unimpeded.

Shi Wuyuan hid in the bushes, looked at the guard, and thought to himself—this is troublesome, it seems that he hasn’t descended the mountain for a long time, and he is no longer familiar with the location of the level, why is there someone guarding here?

He knew that the blood candle wouldn't last long, so he frowned slightly. Cuiping Bird had already told him to let him fly, so he picked up the rabbit in his arms and shoved it into his bag with all his might, but the rabbit was so "majestic" that the small bag couldn't fit in. Shi Wuyuan was rather annoyed, poked the rabbit's head with his fingers, lowered his voice and asked, "Are you really a monster? How can you be like this..."

Rabbit winked at him flatteringly, arched his fingers with his head, and moved his three-petaled mouth, Shi Wuyuan's shoulders collapsed. In the past three years, he was the only living creature that stayed by his side, no matter how stupid he was. A little bit of emotion, but you can't leave it alone.

He squatted there and turned his head, suddenly looking at the grass all over the ground, Shi Wu's thoughts moved, he pulled out a few, and his fingers flew, but after a while, he made up a bunch of small animals, and Shi Wu's port After reciting the incantation silently, for a moment, saw those little animals staggeringly stood up from the ground and ran in all directions.

Shi Wuyuan laughed lightly and pointed. Those woven straws were on fire at the same time, jumping up and down with those small flames. There were many plants and trees in the mountains, and most of the houses were made of wood. Unprovoked intentional mischief, and in a moment, the fire started.

There was smoke everywhere, and no one knew where it started burning in the first place. The guard at that place drank too much alcohol and was in a daze when he suddenly smelled the pungent smell of smoke, jumped three feet high, and jumped out, shouting, "Go to the water! Go to the water!"

The chaotic sound gradually rose, and Shi Wuju held the rabbit's jīng's forehead and ordered, "Pretend to be dead!"

Rabbit jīng looked at him ignorantly, and Shi Wuyuan said again: "If you don't pretend to be dead, I will kill you!"

Rabbit jīng immediately rolled his eyes, turned his feet up, and stopped moving.

Shi Wuyuan grabbed its ears, picked it up, cut his fingers and rubbed it on the rabbit's fur. It was as if he was carrying an ordinary game. He lowered his head and messed up his hair. He smeared a handful of ash on his face and got out of the mess.

Yu Guang swept across the growing flames, and recalled that in Cangyun Valley that year, when he was young, he made up a scene where a grasshopper made Bai Li smile, and he couldn't help but feel as if he was in a different world.