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Chapter 11

Han Yuan was really lost.

The morning class that day was stopped. The master didn't even care about reciting his beloved sutras. He dug the entire Fuyao Mountain three feet away with the Taoist boys, but no one was found.

Cheng Qian had not figured out what the mountain cave was, and he did not realize how serious the matter was at first. When the master asked, he happily told Han Yuan that he had instigated himself to explore the mountain cave with him the night before.

As a result, the master's face changed at that time.

"Traveling the mountain cave at the fifteenth night?" Yan Zhengming, who was originally leaning against the stone table like mud, sat down right away, "Where is he looking for to die?"

Since the Taoist boy came to tell his master Han Yuan that he had disappeared, Li Yun had been pretending to be indifferent, until he heard Yan Zhengming's words, he finally couldn't help but raise his head and asked with some urgency: "Senior Brother, what exactly is the mountain cave on the fifteenth night?"

In fact, the so-called "mountain cave" refers to a natural small pond in the back mountain. It is nothing strange. At most, the water is a bit deep.

The rules of the sect only talk about the ban on the New Year and Night, and did not say that they would not allow them to go at other times. Li Yun had been there more than once during the day, but he had never seen any mystery in the pond.

Yan Zhengming turned to him and frowned slowly: "Li Yun, I remember I didn't tell you? The mountain cave is connected to the demon valley in the back mountain. Although there are great monsters guarding the gate of the demon valley, the moon phase is special on the night of the morning and night, and the stone gate is wide open. In addition, those monsters with poor cultivation and unevil nature will inevitably become restless. In order to prevent accidents, this sect prohibits disciples who have not learned their skills from going to the back mountain to go around in these two halls."

Li Yun was stunned - Yan Zhengming did tell him when he first started asking about the mountain cave, but the guy's original words were not so reasonable and well-founded. The original words were "What do you ask about the mountain cave? Of course, it's a big monster. A little fat sheep like you are not enough to hold apart a bite. Please don't waste your time delivering vegetables to others."

It’s heaven, who can tell that this kind of nonsense that “if you don’t sleep well, the old wolf will take you away” is actually true!

The next moment, Li Yun's face suddenly turned pale.

He sent Han Yuan to the mountain cave. He really didn't have the kindness and deliberately lured Han Yuan to explore his way, but he just thought that if he was caught and violated the rules of the sect, Han Yuan would just be punished by his master to copy the rules of the sect several times.

He never thought of killing Han Yuan, not at all!

Mu Chun walked a few rounds without touching the ground, bent down and grabbed Cheng Qian's shoulder: "Did he say why he wanted to go?"

Cheng Qian had not yet come back to his senses from the shock - he was definitely not much better than Li Yun, because he knew that he was not only half an insider, but also an insider waiting to watch the fun.

Although he was a little cold and sharp, he was still far from vicious. If Han Yuan's fate was to be dragged back by his master and beaten up, he would definitely gloat with him, but if Han Yuan's fate was to die...

Cheng Qian's feet were cold. After a long time, he struggled to find his voice under the gaze of his master: "My junior brother said that those who have just entered the immortal gate can produce a sensation of energy on the edge of the mountain cave in the morning and night..."

Cheng Qian did not confess Li Yun because he felt that he was as despicable as Li Yun. If he had to mingle with each other at this time, it would be shameless.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes. Cheng Qian's words stopped, and the heartless Young Master Yan had automatically completed his words.

"That clown doesn't even know what the feeling of anger is," Yan Zhengming said indifferently, "I don't need to ask about such things, it must be Li Yun told him."

Li Yun was suddenly poked into guilty feelings. He was instinctively standing upright in a panic and defended himself: "I... I just said a guess and didn't let him go to the mountain cave. Who would know that he dared to openly violate the rules of the door in just a few days after entering..."

Yan Zhengming interrupted him coldly: "You still have the face to talk nonsense. Li Yun, you have been in a bad mind for a day or two. Don't think that hiding behind and fanning the flames, others don't know what you did - as for the clown, I don't think you need to look for it anymore. If he was dragged into the Demon Valley for a night, it would be too late to collect the corpse now, and maybe even the bones were sucked away by something."

The first half of the sentence is nothing. Anyway, they have been disliked by each other for a long time, but Yan Zhengming's second half of the sentence makes Li Yun's face pale again.

Li Yun stood up suddenly and almost knocked over the pen on the table: "Master, I...I...I..."

He even said "I" three times, but nothing happened to me.

Li Yun's mind was blank and he had no idea for a moment. The heavy eyes of Mu Chunman fell on him, and Li Yun couldn't help but avoid it - he had neither the courage to admit that he had instigated Han Yuan to go, nor the courage to face the fact that he might have killed his junior brother.

If he really had such courage, he would have gone to the mountain cave by himself long ago, so would he have to look for scapegoats everywhere?

However, cowardice may be a trap at a certain moment. If you step in the wrong foot, you will step in it. The regret afterwards is almost something that a teenager cannot bear.

Li Yun's gaze was nowhere to rest, and finally fell on Cheng Qian as if he was ill and seeking medical treatment. He almost panicked and said to Cheng Qian: "Stern Junior Brother, you heard it, I... I didn't mean to lie to him to go to the mountain cave yesterday, right? I never said to let him go to the mountain cave, and I also told him that it was a violation of the rules."

Cheng Qian buried his head deeply without saying a word. The words were too heavy and pressed against his conscience, which made him almost breathless.

True Man Mu Chun had already stood up, and Li Yun shouted at a loss: "Master..."

But before he could say anything, he saw that Mu Chun Zhenren seemed to be pulled out of thin air and fell back to the stone chair in a falling posture.

The movement was a bit big. Even Yan Zhengming, who was busy arguing with Li Yun, turned around for no reason: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

But Mu Chun didn't answer immediately. He seemed to have no idea that his butt hurt. He calmly adjusted his sitting position and waved his hand and said, "Say less - Cheng Qian, take me the old sandalwood hanging over there."

Cheng Qian did not dare to delay, so he trotted all the way and took down a half-foot-square-meter-square-free sign hanging in a corner of the missionary hall and handed it to his master. At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Mu Chun more.

I saw that Mu Chun, the real person, sat upright in front of the hall, seemed to be no different from the past, but Cheng Qian was used to it. He could hear joy, anger, sorrow and joy when others exclaimed. At this time, he looked at his master. Although he couldn't explain anything, he always felt that something was wrong with his master.

Even with the familiar face and the familiar sitting posture, he was covered with an indescribable layer of gloom and coldness.

Did the master make Han Yuan crazy about the matter, or did he hit his tail bone just now?

Without Rong Cheng's careful consideration, he saw that Mu Chun's true man suddenly pointed like a knife and slashed at the old sandalwood. His hands were pale and aging, covered with dry wrinkles, as thin as chicken feet, but his fingertips were like cold springs and cold iron, condensed with a certain kind of oppressive anger.

Cheng Qian then realized that people without a sense of energy could still feel the power of the talisman, but it just depends on who the talisman was. He suddenly took a step back and was aroused by goose bumps.

Everyone present touched the incredible power during the formation of the talisman. The entire Fuyao Mountain seemed to be alarmed by him and was trembling at it. In an instant, the talisman was formed. Mu Chun's finger was closed, but no piece of wood chips was stained on his fingers. He looked at the newly formed talisman with an indescribable expression.

It wasn't that looking at the look of a dead person like Mu. He seemed to be looking at someone, or someone with a bit of demand and contempt.

"Come on the fight." Mu Chun called his first disciple. The tone of being procrastinated in daily life was gone, and every word seemed to be a person who had been in the upper hand for a long time, which instinctively could not have any resistance.

He handed the wooden sign to Yan Zhengming, who was stunned by the real power of the talisman, and instructed: "Take this, go down the mountain cave to find Zi Peng Zhenren, explain the whole story to her, and ask her to help find someone - don't worry, your junior brother's bloodline is not cut off now, and he may not be eaten by the monsters in the mountain cave, but you should move quickly."

Although Yan Zhengming was too lazy to be crazy, his life was at stake at this time, and he knew that his master had no one to send him. He heard that he rarely said anything. He did not ask for trouble, nor did he glance at the two men who were carrying rattan chairs who were usually in the mountains. He just took the talisman, turned around and picked up the sword, and hurried out to the mission hall.

Cheng Qian immediately didn't care about why something was wrong with his master. In his mind, the eldest brother was a person who was unreliable. The master sent him to save people. Cheng Qian suspected that Han Yuan was going to have a life of rest.

At that moment, Cheng Qian thought about it and picked up a wooden sword: "Master, I want to go too!"

Mu Chun was stunned for a moment, then nodded under Yan Zhengming's eyes: "Yes, go."

Li Yun next to him was stunned and hurriedly chased after him, and whispered in a rare whisper: "Master-Senior Brother, take me with me too."

Yan Zhengming glanced at him with a stern face, and did not say yes, nor did he say no. He speeded up his pace, but let him follow him.

As he walked, Young Master Yan pulled out a piece of white silk from his arms and threw it into Cheng Qian's hands with the old sandalwood wooden sign. He ordered: "You are so burdened, I guess you can't do anything. Wipe the dandruff sticking on it first."

The eldest brother acted quickly in a century, and Cheng Qian was also a rare sight in a century, without any scruples.

He felt guilty about Han Yuan's trespassing into the mountain cave, and he seemed to have taken the rescue of Han Yuan as his responsibility. At this time, he had no time to go to his heart no matter what Yan Zhengming said, and even abandoned his past grudges, took a few steps, and while wiping the talisman, he asked in a good voice: "Senior brother, who is Zi Peng Zhenren?"

Yan Zhengming had no choice but to stop the storm. This time he came to his senses and realized that he was actually calculating with a little boy who was not as tall as his chest. After thinking about it, Yan Zhengming felt a little shameless.

So he was silent for a while, and answered Cheng Qian's question in a plain tone: "Zi Peng Zhenren is an old demon in the mountain cave, and it's easy to talk to. I used to celebrate the New Year to her."

"What kind of demon is it?" Cheng Qian asked again, "Wouldn't the master go to visit him?"

"Of course not good," Yan Zhengming looked quite impatient, walking fast, Cheng Qian was rushing his short legs, and he had to trot all the way to keep up. The answer from his senior brother came from the wind, "Master is not convenient to see Zipeng, because she is an old hen - I said you should follow me, just follow me, where are there so many problems? Be careful that you have to go into the Demon Valley and make people keep you behind and accompany that kid."

Cheng Qian realized after a while that when his master didn't see Zi Peng, he might have to avoid suspicion - after all, "The weasel greets the chicken with New Year's greetings" doesn't sound like a good thing.

When he thought of this, his eyes suddenly jumped. This means that Master is really a weasel living in seclusion in the mountains!

At this time, the weasel who lived in seclusion in the mountains was not in good condition. As soon as Cheng Qian and the others left, he immediately shut down a road boy, and then collapsed on the table like mud. Then, a stream of black smoke emerged from his heart. The thing that had just attached him fell aside and became a shadowy human form.

The hand that Mu Chun, who had just engraved a talisman, shivered violently. After a long time, he said hoarsely: "Are you crazy?"

The black shadow stood silently for a long time and said softly: "The Demon King dared not act rashly in my mark. As long as those children take my talismans, they will definitely be fine. This trip is just a trip, you can rest assured."

True Man Mu Chun had a calm face, but his figure seemed to be bound by something. He couldn't stand up. He said in a deep voice: "Although I am a little talented and knowledgeable, I am not as bright and dark as the point where I can't see the 'light and dark talisman'. I just went to the Demon Valley, and ordinary thunder-induced talismans could protect me. Moreover, with Zi Peng's character, I wouldn't make things difficult for a few children... What do you want to do? What is the carrier of the dark talisman embedded in it?"

This time, the black shadow did not answer.

Mu Chun Zhenren shouted: "Speak!"

But the black shadow had suddenly dissipated like a ball of smoke, leaving no trace, leaving only a faint sigh.
Chapter completed!
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