Jiang Wuji did not tell Liu Qinghua the facts, nor did he mention the box.
He only told Liu Qinghua to ask if Mi Po was still alive, and then left Yingxue Xiaoge in a hurry.
This matter needs to be dealt with, but not now.
After leaving Yingxue Pavilion, Jiang Wuji called Li Changfeng and went to find Lin Siye.
However, when they arrived at Lin Siye's residence, the latter had been hanging under the beam for many days...
Looking at the maggot-infested corpse, Li Changfeng couldn't help but frown, "It seems we are still a step too late."
Jiang Wuji shook his head and said: "No, Lin Siye is not important. Maybe we have to go to Tiandao Temple."
"Is there a Taoist temple in heaven?" Li Changfeng put his ink sword on the ground and seemed to be weighing something.
"Can you trust Liu Yingxue?"
"Can't believe it."
"Since we can't believe it, what if she lured us to Tiandao Temple on purpose?" Li Changfeng asked.
Jiang Wuji sneered and said, "No, this is obviously trying to lure us to Tiandao Temple on purpose."
"Huh?" Li Changfeng raised his eyebrows.
Jiang Wuji said: "Liu Yingxue's words are nothing more than two pieces of information. First, the Taoist priest who returned to secular life in Tiandao Temple got the plague. Although he didn't say it explicitly, the implication was to tell me that the source of the plague was in Tiandao Temple; second, the Taoist priest who returned to secular life was killed by Lin Siye.
It has been dealt with, and now Lin Siye is dead again, then if we want to continue to follow this clue, we can only go to Tiandao Temple, there is no other way to go."
"In that case, why do we still go to Tiandao Temple?" Li Changfeng asked.
Jiang Wuji: "It doesn't matter if you follow the trick or follow the clues. Besides, don't you also believe in the Temple of Heaven?"
Li Changfeng laughed and looked at Jiang Wuji with a little more approval.
"If there is no problem with Tiandao Temple, then going to Tiandao Temple will be in vain. If there is a problem, it will be easy to go but difficult to come back... You should understand what I mean, right?" Li Changfeng picked up Mo Jian again and looked at Lin Siye
The corpse said.
Jiang Wuji: "Aren't you here? If it was really dangerous, you wouldn't agree to go to Tiandao Temple."
Hearing this, Li Changfeng smiled and said: "It saves trouble to talk to smart people."
"To be honest, the Shangtian Taoist Temple has been in my plans, but some things have not been arranged properly. Now that the situation has changed, it is natural to speed up the progress. Today I will leave Lecheng to deal with some things."
"Tomorrow is the moonlit night, so let's go up the mountain after the festival." Li Changfeng sighed.
Moon Eve? Mid-Autumn Festival? So I have to find a way to go back to see my aunt tomorrow...
As a result, as soon as this idea came to my mind, my aunt's voice rang in my ears.
"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Dr. Zhang organized the patient's family members to come to the hospital to make mooncakes and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together."
"Wuji...you must wake up tomorrow, otherwise you won't be able to eat the mooncakes made by me, Su Xiaorui."
Jiang Wuji nodded: "Okay, I will find a solution tomorrow, don't worry, auntie."
"Brother Jiang?" Li Changfeng frowned.
"Auntie, I have something else to do here, so I won't tell you anything for now. Let's talk about it tomorrow when I wake up."
Looking at the puzzled Li Changfeng in front of him, Jiang Wuji said expressionlessly: "My master's secret method can transmit sounds thousands of miles away."
Li Changfeng: "..."
Regardless of whether Li Changfeng believed it or not, Jiang Wuji raised his hand and said, "Then I wish Mr. Li good luck in the past two days."
After leaving Jiaofangsi, Li Changfeng suddenly asked: "Brother Jiang, what is your reason for going to Tiandao Temple? You know that there are tigers in the mountains, but you prefer to go to Tiger Mountain? You are not a fool."
Jiang Wuji: "Find the source of the plague and cure the disease of the little fish."
"That's the only reason?"
"Isn't that enough?"
"The reason why there are not those 300,000 people?"
"Their life or death has nothing to do with me."
"Haha, Brother Jiang, this is duplicity."
Seeing that Jiang Wuji was as silent as a gourd, Li Changfeng could only talk to himself.
"During this period, I have been to many places in Lecheng. You are right. During the epidemic, people are in dire straits. Lecheng is singing and dancing in peace, but the people are eating each other."
"Although the Qingling Pill refined by Tiandao Temple can suppress the pain for a month, they plan to sell it to the people and exploit the people's wealth. It is really unscrupulous."
"So what's wrong with the Qingling Pill?" Jiang Wuji asked.
Li Changfeng laughed and asked in a confused manner: "Brother Jiang, have you ever taken blood pills?"
Hearing this, Jiang Wuji suddenly stopped and stared straight at Li Changfeng. The copper coin sword in his hand had changed its angle unknowingly.
"Don't be nervous. Don't be nervous."
Li Changfeng quickly waved his hand and said: "You are an eighth-level refining god, but your blood is comparable to a seventh-level martial artist. But you are not a martial artist, so this is the only possibility left."
"Don't worry, let me continue guessing."
"You still have some blood elixir aura left on your body. You probably haven't absorbed it completely yet. I think it hasn't been long since you took the blood elixir."
"You are from Yong'an County, and you have blood pills... Well, before arriving in Lecheng, did someone look for you? Want the blood pills on your body? If you don't want to give them, you might as well take them yourself."
"The breathing method you practice is the Six-Character Qi Jue of Tiandao Temple, plus the Taoist robe, square shoes, and copper coin sword. You have a connection with Tiandao Temple."
"But you have been asking about Qing Xuanzi and know nothing about Tiandao Temple, so you are not a member of Tiandao Temple, but a headless fly who wants to understand the situation."
"As a result, I accidentally found out that Tiandao Temple is related to the plague."
"Isn't that right?"
Li Changfeng seems unreliable, but his inferences are accurate every time. I don't know if he collects enough clues and is accurate, or if he really relies on his brain.
But judging from what he said...the six-character Qi Jue he practiced is indeed the inner method of Tiandao Temple, then Zhang Fugui is very likely to really be a member of Tiandao Temple...
Jiang Wuji responded: "Are these important? What is wrong with Qingling Pill?"
Li Changfeng sneered and said: "Blood elixirs are refined by people. Among the many branches of Taoism, only inner elixirs can be refined. However, because the method was too cruel, Dali had already classified it as a "blood elixir" when it was founded.
Forbidden magic."
"But blood pills can't be refined by killing people. If you want to refine blood pills, you must first turn people into medicinal materials. After all, only medicinal materials can be used as medicine before you can refine elixirs."
"Obviously, I'm here to investigate the Leping epidemic. Secretly, Si Nei asked me to investigate the Tian Taoist temple."
Jiang Wuji's pupils shrank sharply and said: "So the purpose of the plague is to turn people into medicinal materials for blood pills?!"
"Ah, this is just my guess. After all, I don't know the secret method of blood elixir. But if my guess is correct, then the real function of Qingling elixir is not to suppress the plague, but to make the medicinal materials more stable.
"
Jiang Wuji: "More stable? What does it mean to be more stable?"
Li Changfeng: "The highest level of Taoist inner alchemy is to use the body as an alchemy furnace, and the medicine is taken in through the mouth to refine the elixir. But no matter how big the 'alchemy furnace' is, it will always be full, right?"
"Moreover, if all the hundreds of thousands of people in Leping County die overnight, it will definitely cause turmoil, so gradual progress is the best way."
Li Changfeng's words made Jiang Wuji's scalp tingle.
The medicine is taken through the mouth...
Recalling what happened in Qingyu Village, didn't Zhang Fugui do cruel things in the name of sacrifice?
The small wooden house in the back mountain is full of the corpses and skeletons of those "sacrifice"...
"In that case, why don't you attack Tiandao Temple directly?" Jiang Wuji said through gritted teeth.
Li Changfeng shrugged and said: "The Grand Master of Dali is a Taoist priest, and the Taoist sect is our state religion in Dali. Although the Taoist sect has many branches, if something happens, they will still join forces."
"What I said before was just my guess. Even if you are Fengtiansi, you must have evidence if you want to pass the level of national master."
"By the time you find the evidence, maybe all the people in Leping County are dead." Jiang Wuji said.
Li Changfeng raised his eyebrows and said, "You also said that the people of Leping County have not affected you?"
Jiang Wuji didn't answer, but he already had the answer in his heart.
Curing Xiaoyu's hemoptysis was a reason, and saving hundreds of thousands of people from dire straits also became a reason unknowingly.
Jiang Wuji considered himself not a saint. If he encountered any fatal danger, he would definitely escape immediately.
He is not mentally ill, he is a human being, a normal person of flesh and blood, so he wants to maintain the bottom line that a normal person should have.
Perhaps most people in this world are indifferent, but as someone from another world, I have received a different cultural upbringing from them.
There are some things that you can forget about if you don't encounter them. Now that you have encountered them...then you have to do something.
Maybe it's just for the little fish...
Maybe Qiu Weiliang wanted to die in peace.
Or maybe it's for Baili Gaozhuo who is trapped in love.
Maybe it's for Murong Wanfeng, whose whereabouts are unknown.
It might also be for those 300,000 people...
Or perhaps, it was to give an explanation for the drunken nonsense that night, or to give an explanation for this inexplicable time travel!
The Leping epidemic must end!
Putting away these thoughts, Jiang Wuji looked at Li Changfeng and asked: "Do you know Qingxuanzi? Qingshui's Qing."
"Qingxuanzi?"
Li Changfeng shook his head, "I've never heard of it. As far as I know, there is only one Qingxuanzi in Tiandao Temple."
…
Saying goodbye to Li Changfeng, Jiang Wuji returned to the inn.
"Brother." Jiang Zhiyu placed a wooden box on the table and asked.
"Brother, what's in this box?"
"You'll know after you open it and take a look," Jiang Wuji said.
Since Liu Yingxue is Liu Qinghua, it is impossible to give Mi Po the box directly.
After all, whether it is Liu Qinghua or Wen Mi Po, Jiang Wuji is the kind of person who has "problems".
At least you have to know what's inside first.
"Click!"
With a few sparks flying, the copper coin sword wrapped in Qi Yuan chopped off the copper lock of the wooden box.
Inside the wooden box is a note.
"The time has come, there are no taboos..." The girl read out the words on the note and frowned slightly.
"Brother, what does this mean?"
Jiang Wuji shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but Liu Yingxue definitely knows..."
After checking the wooden box a few more times to make sure there were no other hidden entrances, Jiang Wuji took the wooden box and returned to Yingxue Pavilion.
"Sir, my mother asked you to bring this to me?" Liu Qinghua asked.
Jiang Wuji nodded and said: "I am always cautious. I opened the wooden box without permission. I am trying to make up for my mistake. Please forgive me, girl."
Liu Qinghua shook her head and said: "Young master, there is no need to blame yourself. In this world, it is right to be careful."
Jiang Wuji didn't say anything more, didn't ask what the sentence on the note meant, and simply left Yingxue Pavilion.
Wait until the moonlight begins to rise.
Outside Yingxue Pavilion, the smell of blood spread quietly...
