"Innate energy...it's indeed possible." Gu Jiawei stroked his beard in agreement, "If you really covet the children's innate energy, then these children may be in danger."

He and Wen Liang are both people of the same path, and there is no obstacle in communication, but Xie Jin and Ji Duan at the side are confused.

"Human's innate essence, that is, innate true energy, is the one energy before the creation of heaven and earth, and it is also the root of all things in the world." Li Nong stepped forward to refill tea for the two, and explained slowly with the sound of water, "This It is the innate unity theory of Taoist Alchemy."

"Then why is the old Taoist coveting the innate energy of the children, and the children will be in danger?" Xie Jin frowned slightly, and if life is in danger, it means there is a risk of death. Then the ghost boy they met before, could it be that they have already died? One of the murdered children?

Li Nong stood lightly and returned to Gu Jiawei's side. After he stood still, he said: "People's innate energy will weaken after middle age. The Shiqing daoist/person said just now that he saw that the person who kidnapped the child was a dying person. The dead are greedy for the child's energy, I think there is a high probability that it is for the sake of life."

If the person seen by Wen Liang divination is really a crooked demon, he will grasp all the ways to survive when he is about to die, and the crazy act of exchanging his life for his life is definitely possible.

"Before... we met a ghost boy last night. It was cursed back then, and finally disappeared." Xie Jin's heart trembled. The more he listened to Li Nong's words, the more he felt that his guess was right. "Li Daochang, I want to know Is there any danger for a child who has been absorbed with innate energy?"

"This situation will vary from person to person, because it depends on the amount absorbed. If the worst case is considered, most people who have been absorbed inborn essence will die."

Li Nong lowered his eyebrows, and said the sentence of death in a fluttering manner, which echoed the sentence that the speaker had no intention of listening and the listener had the heart. After hearing this, Xie Jin fell silent.

"Although there is no clear evidence for yesterday's ghost boy, it is very likely that he is one of the missing children." Wen Liang interrupted the brief silence. He picked up the cold teacup next to his hand and drank the remaining tea in it. .

"Time is running out, since the White Dragon Monastery has no such crooked news, let's look elsewhere." Putting down his teacup, Wen Liang winked at Xie Jin and Ji Duan, "As far as we know, there are two missing children, the most important thing now is to find them."

He said conventional greeting, stood up and brushed the non-existent dust on the robe, Gu Jiawei didn't hold back when he heard him say that, he just said some wishes, and hoped that those children could go home as soon as possible.

Out of courtesy, Gu Jiawei asked Li Nong to deliver it, but Wen Liang waved his hand and said no, he has been to the White Dragon Monastery before, so there is no need to let the fellow Taoist make another trip, leaving a word to say goodbye, and strode out of the room.

Gu Jiawei watched the figures of the three people get farther and farther in the yard, and finally disappeared at the corner of the courtyard wall, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Small farmers."

He shouted, Li Nong immediately lowered his head to look at him, Gu Jiawei was still looking at the wall, and muttered meaningfully, "That person hasn't seen him for a long time, and he still looks the same."

Li Nong didn't understand what this sentence meant, frowned slightly, and asked softly: "Master, this disciple is ignorant and doesn't understand what it means."

"It's fine if you don't understand." A smile appeared on Gu Jiawei's face as dry as withered old bark. Before getting up, he said lightly, "When our generation is gone, no one will know the secret of that person." gone."

After Wen Liang brought Xie Jin and Ji Duan out of the backyard, they blended into the White Dragon Monastery very harmoniously. At least many of the tourists who came to visit nodded their heads when they saw him.

"Shiqing daoist/person, where are you going now?" Ji Duan followed behind and teased Wen Liang. He looked at the silver-white braid swaying from side to side on the back of Wen Liang's head, and couldn't believe that this guy was in Taoism. Such a big reputation in the faction.

"What is Daoist Wen's background?" Ji Duan caught up with Wen Liang a few steps, and he carefully looked at Wen Liang, who was called a daoist/person by the Taoists of White Dragon Monastery, "What is Shiqing? What is your name?"

The warm breeze lifted Wen Liang's silver-white hair tail, like a tail swinging back and forth behind his head, Wen Liang's eyes looked ahead, and the jade earrings on his earlobe were faintly shining.

He suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, hummed an incoherent tune softly, and looked at Ji Duan with a pair of blue-gray eyes that were different from ordinary people: "...what do you think?"

"What do I think? How do I know." Ji Duan was confused by his inexplicable smile, "Yes, yes, no, no, otherwise why would people call you Shiqing Daoist."

In Wen Liang's eyes, Ji Duan's chanting was louder than the cicadas chirping on the tree. He scratched his face with his knuckles, and replied with a playful smile: "You said yes, so it is?"

Obviously, Wen Liang's answer did not satisfy Ji Duan, but Wen Liang felt that it didn't matter.

In his ears, he automatically blocked the mutter from Ji Duan, those words seemed to be separated by a layer of glass, and he could not hear clearly.

Wen Liang raised his head to look at the light blue sky, and suddenly felt that his current life suddenly became more humane, and it was all thanks to the two people beside him.

He suddenly recalled that a long time ago, someone had said to him with a smile on such a midsummer afternoon: "Brother Shiqing, you will definitely find a good home in the future, so don't worry about it."

But those are all old things, and the floating life like a dream has gone with the wind.

"Wen Liang, Wen Liang?"

A voice interrupted Wen Liang's memory. He slowly retracted his eyes and turned his head to the side. Xie Jin had covered Ji Duan's mouth and looked at him worriedly, "Are you all right? I see that you have been staring at the sun in a daze. ...that's not good for the eyes."

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned back and forth on Xie Jin and Ji Duan. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and hooked their necks at the same time, and laughed heartily: "Haha, I'm fine!"

Xie Ji and the two were defenseless. Xie Jin was slightly shorter than Wen Liang, but Ji Duan, who was not much shorter than Wen Liang, was staggering.

The young man raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes instantly, but he did not push Wen Liang away: "What is going on all of a sudden?"

Wen Liang didn't care about him, his laughter was still hearty: "You're right, my name is indeed Shiqing, but I prefer to hear you call me Wenliang rather than that name."

"Oh, I see, let it go quickly." Ji Duan broke away from Wen Liang's arm, and at the same time he didn't forget to pull Xie Jin out, "You have something to say, don't you hear me?"

Wen Liang was laughing on the sidelines, Xie Jin and Ji Duan looked at each other, not knowing which nerve this guy got wrong after he went to the White Dragon Monastery, he laughed inexplicably.

"That...Wen Liang." Xie Jin hesitated for a long time before interrupting Wen Liang, "We have also been to the White Dragon Monastery, but we have not gotten any clues about the criminals there. I always feel that we are at an impasse. .”

The prisoners have been hiding in the dark. The two known missing children are still alive and dead, and they may be in danger at any time. The ghost boy in the taxi is very likely to be their fate.

Xie Jincong had a bad hunch when Cheng Zaimin said that the child was lost. If this hunch came true, he would really regret his promise to Cheng Zaimin.

"You don't mean that there is a missing boy, take me to meet his parents, at least let me have a preliminary understanding."

"That's true." Xie Jin looked at the time, first called Cheng Zaimin to confirm, then stopped a taxi, and the three took the car to the hospital where Cheng Zaimin's mother was.

Seeing Cheng Zaimin again, Xie Jin was surprised to find that the man in front of him seemed to be in a much better spirit. Although the dark circles under his eyes showed the haggardness of the past few days, it was much better than the appearance of dying before.

"Brother Cheng, take this." Xie Jin put the fruit bag in his hand on the bed cabinet, "I was in a hurry, so I bought some downstairs, a little thought..."

"How can I want this, take it back, take it back quickly." Cheng Zaimin tried his best to shirk, and insisted to put the fruit bag back into Xie Jin's hands, "You helped me so much, and you also helped me raise my mother's medical expenses, I How can I take your stuff!"

"Just accept it, this... Although these things are worthless, they are my thoughts anyway." Although Xie Jin was a little rusty in communicating with people, he expressed his thoughts as much as possible and hoped that the other party would accept the things.

After going back and forth, Wen Liang and Ji Duan turned into transparent people, standing aside to watch the two toss and tugs. In the end, Wen Liang stepped in to help and forcibly shoved the fruit bag against the old lady's pillow: "The child is the most important right now, just accept it. Well, this is a little thought of Xie Jin."

When Cheng Zaimin heard the word "children", he fell silent for a moment. Seeing Wen Liang's movements, he could only thank him muffledly: "Thank you, my family, Xin Xin, where is it..."

"The child should be safe for now, but if you don't hurry up, it's hard to say what will happen in the middle."

"Brother Cheng, take a step to speak." Xie Jin pointed to the door, indicating that Cheng Zaimin had something to say.

After listening to Wen Liang's words, Cheng Zaimin's lips were trembling. It could be seen that he was more worried about the safety of his child than anyone else. He looked back at the old mother who was taking oxygen on the hospital bed, and walked to the door first.

The three followed him to the bottom of the stairs in the west corridor. There were hardly any people passing by, and it was convenient to talk.

Xie Jin was behind Cheng Zaimin all the way. He watched the man's shoulders shaking. It should be a forbearance cry. The cry of a father who didn't think he had the ability to find the child.

"Let's talk about it here. Although my mother is in a coma, she is still conscious. I'm also afraid that I will stimulate her old man again."

Cheng Zaimin took out a crumpled box of cigarettes from his pocket with shaking hands, but after he remembered where it was, he silently put it back in place.

"Then let's make a long story short." Wen Liang lost the usual frivolous smile on his face, he looked at the man in front of him seriously, "As you can see, I am a Taoist priest, and your child's behavior may be unusual. Can you tell me more about what happened that day?"

Happy New Year Dakar, there will be an update tomorrow!