Amao was missing. Upon hearing the news, Master Yushu immediately felt heavy.
He did not choose the other party, but this does not mean that he can watch the other party encounter mishaps. After all, in the eyes of Master Yushu, although Amao has a bad character, he is by no means hopeless.
On the first night after Amao disappeared, Master Yushu realized something was wrong. He immediately went to the monks in the Taoist temple to inquire about the situation.
"The poor monk has never seen the child mentioned by the donor. Maybe he left on his own sometime." In the main hall, Monk Lingyu turned his back to Master Yushu and tapped the wooden fish in his hand one after another.
Master Yushu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the monk's back. After a while, he thanked him and turned away, walking to the door. Suddenly he turned his head and asked again: "Master, have you really never seen that child?
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"Monks, don't tell lies." Monk Lingyu replied calmly. He stopped what he was doing, and the sound of tapping the wooden fish suddenly stopped.
The atmosphere in the room was a little strange. Master Yushu narrowed his eyes and looked at the straight back, thoughtfully.
Monk Lingyu stood with one hand raised up in front of him, and the other hand holding Jianzhi slowly stopped in mid-air. He lowered his eyes and glanced slightly behind him, and in a flash of light and stone, he met Master Yushu for a moment.
"It's just a poor Taoist who is suspicious. Master, don't blame me." Master Yushu's hand had grasped the sword at his waist at some point, but he did not pull it out. Instead, he quickly left the main hall after apologizing.
After he left the Taoist temple, Ke Hencai emerged from the shadows. The movements in the hands of the spiritual fish monk continued. Accompanied by the regular and orderly tapping sounds of the wooden fish, he said calmly: "He is injured."
"Yushu was injured on the back, but his eyes are not blind."
"Master of the Evil Path," Ke Hentian said in an indifferent tone: "He has already suspected you, and he probably discovered that I was here just now, so he didn't take action."
Monk Lingyu frowned slightly, and his voice became a little more urgent, but his tone was still calm: "In terms of seniority, he has to call you uncle. How do you think Yushu will respond?"
Ke Hentian glanced at Lingyu Monk and said calmly: "If I were you, I would leave here immediately. It would be best to return to the Central Plains and never stay in Sichuan for a moment longer."
The sound of wooden fish stopped again. Monk Lingyu put down Jianzhi and stood with his hands clasped in front of his chest. His eyes were slightly lowered and he asked in a slightly low tone: "Why?"
Ke Hentian sneered and did not answer. Monk Lingyu frowned and continued to ask: "Yushu is young and powerful, but as far as we are concerned, he is still the younger generation. No matter how high his martial arts is, he cannot be our rival."
"That's a good thing." Ke Hentian did not object to this. Although he was optimistic about Yushu, he would not underestimate himself.
"But -" Ke Hentian changed the subject and added: "We have missed the best opportunity to keep him."
"Yushu discovered you just now, so he hesitated, but why didn't you take action?" Monk Lingyu's words did not mean accountability, because he knew that the other party was in the same boat with him and ran away from Yushu. They
No one can take advantage of it.
Ke Hentian pondered for a moment and said: "If I take action, Yushu will definitely be able to recognize him. If I can't stop him then, I'm afraid that we will still have no peace after we return to the Central Plains."
Ke Hentian's thoughts were prudent. He was not sure how seriously Yushu was injured, so he was not sure whether he and Lingyu could save him.
Master Yushu is the leader of the Three Heroes of Qingcheng, and his martial arts level is definitely unparalleled in the world. Even though Ke Hentian's martial arts is stronger than him, it is only limited.
Moreover, when martial arts have reached their level, victory or defeat is easy to determine, and life or death is difficult to decide. If Master Yushu escapes with all his strength, they may not be able to stop him.
Based on the relationship between him and the Qingcheng faction, once his identity is exposed, there will be an endless pursuit of soldiers, and Ke Hentian doesn't want to gamble.
Monk Lingyu was a little dissatisfied, but the deal was already done, and the real Yushu was gone. If he argued with Ke Hentian at this time, it would only further widen the gap between the two.
"Amitabha."
Monk Lingyu sighed slightly: "In that case, according to Donor Ke's idea, we abandon this hiding place and set off immediately."
Although that was what he said, Ke Hentian could tell that Monk Lingyu was very reluctant. In fact, if it were him, he wouldn't want to move at this special juncture.
Ke Hentian did not answer immediately, but instead asked about the kid they had captured earlier: "That kid, did you survive?"
Monk Lingyu looked deeply and nodded: "He had a high fever, but the poor monk gave him strong medicine. Now the fever has gone away, but his body is still very weak. If we leave now, I'm afraid he will have to survive halfway."
Can’t live.”
Ke Hentian calmed down his thoughts and said in a somewhat reluctant tone: "This is good material. We have tested it no less than ten times. This is the first time someone has been able to survive the first wave. It would be a pity to give up now..."
After the words fell, the two of them looked at each other. Monk Lingyu immediately said: "You know Yushu best. According to your estimate, how many days do we have?"
"How many more days do you need?" Ke Hentian asked.
"Seven days, at least six days," Monk Lingyu said: "The method of exchanging blood must be separated by at least ten hours. Otherwise, not only will he not be able to hold on, but the poor monk may also be unable to continue."
Ke Hentian frowned and shook his head: "You only have five days at most, or even less. Don't underestimate Yushu."
Monk Lingyu disagreed and said: "It takes ten days to go to Qingcheng and back. Why only five days?"
Ke Hentian sneered and said: "Ten days? Do you think the Qingcheng disciples came all the way in a carriage? Besides, once the news of Yushu arrives, the Qingcheng sect will not come out in force. At least Konggu and Guiyun, these two
As long as one person comes, you still have some chance of winning."
From beginning to end, Ke Hentian did not include himself in the battle sequence, because once he took action, the situation might become even more unmanageable. If Kong Gu took the initiative, his years of stability would be over.
And Monk Lingyu alone is probably a bit arrogant if he wants to block two of the three heroes of Qingcheng.
"good."
After thinking for a moment, Monk Lingyu said solemnly: "Five days, five days."
As soon as he finished speaking, Monk Lingyu immediately got up and went to the backyard with Ke Hentian. They came to an ordinary kitchen, and it was Amao who was locked up inside.
After half a day, the child had been tortured to the point of being reduced to a human shape. On his pale and sunken cheeks, there were two lifeless eyes hanging lifelessly. Only when the Spirit Fish Monk appeared did he react slightly.
The two ignored Amao and went straight to a small table. Monk Lingyu took a broken dagger, roasted it on the candlelight, and then slashed his arm neatly, and blood flowed down his arm.
The arm flows into the bowl below.
After filling about half a bowl, Monk Lingyu immediately used medicine and gauze to treat the wound. Ke Hentian took some medicine powder and poured it into the blood. After mixing evenly, he took him to Amao's room.
in front of me.
Amao looked at the blood, his already sluggish body, and once again recalled the extreme pain he had just experienced, his eyes that suddenly shrank and trembled uncontrollably again.