"This young man's name is Chu Ying. Where does he come from? Who is Zhao Jinyan? Is he that old guy?"
"The old guy is dead. How did he die?"
"Forget it, it doesn't matter how the poor monk died. Anyway, his apprentice is still there, and the young man who took his body is in better health."
"Hehe, I hope this guy will find the demon corpse soon. As long as he comes to study it, the poor monk can seize him, and then the poor monk will be free."
Huiguang thought happily and fell into silence again.
One day has passed!
Three days have passed!
Ten days have passed!
Huiguang waited for another month, but the young man named Chu Ying never came to check on the demon corpse.
"Is it because the weeds around are too tall that he can't see it?"
Huiguang was anxious in her heart, but she had no choice but to wait silently for God to open her eyes.
It was early this morning.
The young man named Chu Ying strolled out of the valley carrying two vegetable baskets.
After a while, a young and beautiful woman walked into the valley.
"Who is this again?"
Hui Guang secretly guessed.
…
Zhou Yuniang came all the way from the capital. As soon as she entered Daoxin Valley, she shouted at the top of her voice: "Master, Yuniang is back to see you, come out quickly!"
Her voice echoed in the valley, but she received no response.
"What's going on? Isn't the master here?"
Zhou Yuniang walked toward the wooden house in confusion, but suddenly, she froze on the spot.
I saw three tombstones erected not far from the wooden house.
Zhou Yuniang stared at one of the new tombs, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.
Rich sadness burst out of her eyes. She bit her lips and let the tears roll down her cheeks, but no sound came out.
She walked to the tomb step by step, and suddenly said whether she was laughing or crying: "Master, why don't you wait for Yu Niang to come back, Yu Niang...Yu Niang..."
Suddenly her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.
After a long time, she took a deep breath and spoke again: "Master, Madam Yu came back this time to tell you that I am going to pretend to marry the Thirteenth Prince Sima Hongyi."
"Sima Hongyi has been controlled by the Puppet Pill and is obedient to Yu Niang's orders. As long as he is promoted to the throne, Yu Niang can take the opportunity to control the power in the DPRK step by step."
"Master, what Yu Niang wants is getting closer step by step. When I came back this time, I thought I could make you happy for Yu Niang, but I didn't expect..."
"Master is gone, Master, you are also gone. Hey, from today on, Yu Niang will no longer have any relatives in this world."
"Back then, you said that people can only experience true loneliness when they are free from any ties. Now, Yu Niang has experienced it."
Zhou Yuniang collapsed on the ground exhausted and kept mumbling to herself.
In the end, even she herself didn't know what she was talking about.
evening.
A young man walked in from outside the valley carrying two baskets of vegetables.
"Girl, who are you?"
The sudden sound brought Zhou Yuniang back to her senses from her sadness.
She turned back blankly, looked at the young man and asked, "Who are you?"
"My name is Chu Ying, and I am the master of this valley."
Zhao Mu pretended not to recognize Zhou Yuniang and asked in confusion: "Girl, why are you sitting in front of my master's tomb? Do you know my master?"
"Your master?"
Zhou Yuniang blinked in surprise.
"Yes, that is my master's tomb."
As Zhao Mu spoke, he suddenly said as if he had suddenly realized something: "I understand, you are Senior Sister Zhou Yuniang, right? Master has told me about you. Aren't you in the capital? Why are you back?"
"I came back to see the master, but I didn't expect..."
Zhou Yuniang shook her head gently and stood up: "Master told you about me, what did he say?"
"Master said, Senior Sister Zhou, you have great ambitions and want to be the first female emperor of the Jin Dynasty, so you asked me to stay away from you in the future, lest you be convicted of treason and implicate me one day."
"Ahem!"
Zhou Yuniang almost didn't come up in one breath.
"Is this what the master told you about me?"
She gritted her teeth angrily.
Well, she admitted that she was very sad when the master passed away.
But she wanted to curse someone for stabbing herself like this even though she was already dead.
Perhaps Zhou Yuniang herself didn't realize that the sadness in her heart had eased a lot at this moment.
She took a deep breath and said: "Junior Brother Chu, don't listen to the master's nonsense. He never has a serious moment every day."
"But he can tell you all about it. He obviously trusts you. From now on, we will be senior sisters and brothers. Come on, let's go into the house and tell senior sister what happened before the death of the master."
Zhou Yuniang grabbed Zhao Mu and walked towards the wooden house.
"By the way, senior sister, I just happened to buy some vegetables. Can you let me have a taste of your cooking?"
"Why not let me, senior sister, try your craftsmanship?"
"Because master said, senior sister, your cooking is delicious."
"Don't believe it, he lied to you. The first meal your senior sister cooked back then was blacker than coke and almost poisoned your master to death. He is going to trick you again."
"Haha, given the master's character, it is quite possible."
…
Zhou Yuniang stayed in Daoxin Valley for three days before leaving and rushing back to the capital.
Zhao Mu began to arrange various traps and poisons in the valley, and he was about to start practicing the Great Dream Heart Sutra.
The location of Daoxin Valley is extremely remote, and usually no one comes there.
At least in the decades that Zhao Mu has lived here, he has never seen a single outsider.
The reason why traps and poisons are arranged is just as a precaution.
When everything was ready, Zhao Mu lay down on the bed in the wooden house and started to run the Great Dream Heart Sutra.
As time passed, the breath on his body gradually became calmer, and it was obvious that he had fallen into a dream.
And his body gradually began to become transparent, and finally disappeared completely.
Outside the house, in the grass.
Hui Guang's voice suddenly sounded from the demon corpse: "It's strange, that kid clearly didn't leave, why can't he suddenly feel his breath? Is he practicing the Turtle Breathing Technique?"
"Why are you practicing so hard when you are not doing your job day by day? Why can't you come and study the demon corpse?"
"Hey, wait, what can we do? The poor monk can't get out."
But Huiguang never thought of it.
This time I waited for ten years.
In the past ten years, Zhao Mu has not stepped out of the wooden house. Even the grass on the wooden roof has grown three feet high.
Hui Guang didn't understand. How could someone practice Turtle Breathing Kung Fu for ten years without fear of being suffocated to death?
Well, Hui Guang admitted that he was going crazy waiting.
After all, there is obviously a fresh body there, but he can't get it, which is really torturous.
The most important thing is that the demon corpse has been exposed to the sun for many years, and the power of the Holy Sun has made Huiguang's consciousness very weak.
He was really not sure whether he could wait another ten years?
this day.
Huiguang stayed inside the demon's body listlessly, and suddenly felt Zhao Mu's aura coming from the wooden house.
He was shocked and said in surprise: "Haha, that kid finally reacted!"