I don’t know how long I passed out. I moved my eyes and saw a fire burning next to me. Fang Hongzhao was sleeping soundly. Yan Jue was also sleeping, leaning on a stone. Counting the time, it was almost past midnight. The underground river tunnel was too far.
It was quiet, with the sound of water dripping in the distance, and the chattering. After waking up, she couldn't sleep anymore when she closed her eyes. From time to time, there was a stinging pain in her left waist and abdomen, reminding her of what she had experienced before. Just the slightest movement made her waist feel numb.
It was about to break. Her mouth was bitter, and she hadn't eaten for a day, and her stomach was really sad. She remembered that she had the candies she snatched from Mo Chuan in her pocket, and she suddenly wanted to eat one. She rummaged through it for a long time, and finally found it.
.
When I looked up, I found that he had opened his eyes. "You...when did you wake up?" He glanced at the candy in his hand, soaked it in water, and couldn't eat it anymore. He reluctantly stuffed it back. When he looked up again, he found that he had opened his eyes.
Still pointing in his own direction, "Why are you looking at me?" After saying that, I felt that I had said nonsense.
"Does it hurt?"
"Ah, what?" Mo Shuruo didn't react, but then thought, "Oh, you said the wound doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry."
"I mean, why don't you say anything."
The air condensed instantly, "If I said it was too embarrassing to scream, would you believe me?"
The other side was expressionless.
Uncle Mo coughed a few times and didn't dare to smile playfully, "Then tell me, does the injury on your right arm hurt?"
He was silent for a while and then said one word, "It hurts."
Mo Shuruo laughed, "It hurts me too, but it doesn't matter, at least I'm still alive." These words sounded a bit hypocritical. She turned over, looked at the top of her acupuncture point, and said half-jokingly, "If one day I am going to die.
, the last thing I want is to die of pain, the process is too uncomfortable just thinking about it." After saying that, she laughed softly. Her smile was very light, like the ripples caused by a dragonfly flying across the lake, which can move people's hearts even if they don't care about it.
He said softly: "Don't always keep saying this."
"Yes, yes." Mo Shuruo agreed readily, turned around and forgot.
The two were silent for a while, but neither could fall asleep.
Suddenly, he said: "You are very strong and brave."
Mo Shuruo said: "Are you praising me?"
"yes."
He answered so directly that she felt shy. To show her humility, she denied herself: "I'm actually not brave, I'm very timid. I just walked over a rocky cliff today and my calves were shaking, haha..." Haha twice
After laughing, the air became quiet again. Across the fire, she turned to look at him, "You know, I actually envy Miss Yuyao's character. She is tough, straightforward, and frank. I was born too cowardly, and these words are far away from me.
Too far."
He concluded, "Everyone is different. Even I have ulterior weaknesses."
Uncle Mo looked at him, curious in his heart but did not speak.
He reminded, "You must go out tomorrow before the mountain is bombed again and get some sleep."
Listening to his gentle tone, sleepiness really hit my head. Early the next morning, the three of them helped each other on their way. According to Fang Hongzhao, they should be in a hurry to get out in two or three hours. I just hope that the group of people outside
Don't do it early in the morning.
No matter what he thought, he didn't walk for half an hour when the gravel on the mountain began to slide down again.
The three of them did not dare to stay any longer, so Yan Jue directly carried Mo Shuruo on his back. Fang Hongzhao opened the way, and the two of them walked quickly in the crypt.
After another hour, Fang Hongzhao was sweating profusely, but he also discovered that the terrain was moving upwards. "It seems that the exit is not far away. I remember that there is a cliff valley in this direction."
Mo Shuruo lay on Yan Jue's back. Although he tried his best to move as smoothly as possible, the wound still opened. She pressed the wound on her waist and breathed shallowly.
As Fang Hongzhao said, the exit is a natural barrier formed by a broken cliff. At a glance, it looks like a giant rising from the ground. Among the high mountains and ridges, people have become too small. The vastness of heaven and earth and the power of nature make people sigh with emotion.
magic.
The three of them saw that the exit was right in front of them, but they had to keep climbing over various boulders. Probably there had been a mudslide and the exit collapsed hundreds of feet underground. Coming up from the underground river, they had no other way to go and had to go slowly.
Climb slowly.
It didn't take much effort for Mo Shuruo to lie on Yan Jue's back, but after all, he had been gone for almost two or three hours. Mo Shuruo was worried and whispered: "I'm fine, please let me down."
"Stop talking." He took a breath, "I'll be out soon."
The exit is clearly right in front of us, but we walked for nearly half an hour and still didn't reach the end.
After a period of silence, when the explosion sounded again, they realized how powerful the explosive was.
The three of them were knocked to the ground, their ears buzzing. The ground was shaking, and some of the unstable rocks on the roof of the cave had begun to fall off.
"Let's go!" Yanjue quickly helped Mo Shuruo up, and the other party Hongzhao said: "The mountain is about to collapse."
Fang Hongmangliu got up and crawled out. In his heart, he just scolded the grandchildren outside.
At first, it was just some rocks falling. Later, the mountains were probably moved. Cracks appeared visibly on the stone walls, and large areas of rock formations began to stagger, slide, and topple.
Who has seen such a battle?
As the mountain collapsed, he rolled and crawled while avoiding it, making him extremely embarrassed. The buzzing sound of the collapse stimulated his nerves, and the rocks in front of him shook out of sight.
After finally climbing to the exit, she found that the top was still about ten feet high from the ground. Fang Hongdrill was about to cry, "This is God trying to kill us!"
"It's almost too late." Yanjue threw out the silver whip and quickly tied the two of them. Using a protruding stone, he lowered the two of them down the cliff.
Mo Shuruo struggled and shouted: "What will you do if we go down!"
Yanjue said calmly: "This height can't help me. The length of the whip is not enough. You should see the right moment and jump to a place where you can rely on and leave."
The situation was so urgent that there was no time to say anything. Mo Shuruo and Mo Shuruo were put down a short distance away, and they immediately grabbed the rock and walked down. Feeling the weight disappear, Yan Jue retracted his whip, wrapped it around the rock, jumped down, and landed just next to Fang Hongdrill.
She was startled and said stupidly: "The city lord is so fast!"
Yan Jue gave her a sideways look, "Let's go quickly."
The place they came out of belongs to the edge of Yanya Prison Mountain. If you look down from the sky at this time, you will find that the main part has been stuffed into the ground. The power of the explosives was not that great originally. They just smashed one by one, and the pits in the underground became more and more difficult.
It was so big that some surrounding hills also fell.
The three of them finally escaped and ran towards the plain. Just as they felt like escaping, the ground suddenly cracked without warning, pulling the three of them down in an instant. In an instant, Yan Jue struck out with his palms on the left and right,
Pushing the two of them out, he fell into the cliff.
The two of them were pushed to the ground, almost falling unconscious. Regardless of the pain in his body, Mo Shuruo got up and was about to go to the cliff. Fang Hongzhi, with quick eyes and hands, dragged Mo Shuruo and ran away, "Don't go there, it's too dangerous.
Got it!"
"Yan Jue!"
As the sand and stones rolled down, the cracked ground did not continue to spread. After making sure it was safe, Fang Hongzhao held on to his hand tightly and dropped it suddenly as if exhausted. As soon as he got free, Mo Shuruo ran directly to it.
At the edge of the crack, Fang Hongzhao stared blankly at the mountain opposite that was still sliding and collapsing.
Such natural and man-made disasters make people feel distressed for no reason. Because of the non-existent gold, silver and jewelry, these people destroyed a mountain so easily.
Terrible and hateful!
Mo Shuruo was lying on the edge of the cliff, with a bloodless face and a serious expression. She believed that Yan would never die so easily. She stared at her bloodshot eyes and searched for the figure under the cliff. No matter how noisy she was around, she
It seemed that they couldn't hear it. Suddenly, a silver whip came up from the cliff, and Mo Shuruo hurriedly shouted: "Red leaves! Red leaves!!"
Fang Hongzhao behind him realized what he was doing and immediately leaned over. The two of them pulled back with their whips and quickly pulled Yan Jue up. The three of them retreated from the cliff, covered in dirt. Compared to his indifference, the two people next to him were
They were all covered in cold sweat.
"City Lord, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, how about you?"
Fang Hongzhao was choked by the smoke and coughed twice. She patted the dirt on her body and said, "I'm fine." There were some pains on her body, and she probably only had a few bruises. Thinking of Mo Shuruo, she glanced at him and said
I found that she was crying profusely while looking at Yan Jue. She had just experienced the moment of life and death, and she looked so disgraced that it was really shocking, "You——"
Mo Shuruo immediately raised his finger in front of his lips to tell her not to speak. He wiped away his tears, pressed his bruised hand on the wound on his left waist, and controlled his slightly hoarse voice, "I'm fine too.
It’s not safe here, you have to leave immediately.”
Fang Hongzhao didn't think much, thinking that her wound was in severe pain, and nodded immediately, "You can't delay your injuries, they need to be treated quickly."
Not long after the three people left, the entire mountain of Yanya Prison finally sank into the ground.
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When Mo Shuruo opened his eyes, his first reaction was to look next to him, but the place he was in was a bedroom, and naturally there was no one else next to him.
She lifted the quilt and got up, only to feel sore all over.
I don’t know how long I slept, and I don’t know what happened to Yanya Prison?
"You're awake!" Someone opened the door and came in.
"Hongye?" Looking at Fang Hongdrill entering the door, Mo Shuruo asked in surprise: "Have we arrived at Feihua Valley?"
Fang Hongzhao helped her back to sit on the bed, "You slept very deeply this time, and you didn't even react when I gave you stitches."
Mo Shuruo looked at the gauze around his waist. It was obvious that the wound had been treated. "Thank you very much."
Fang Hongzhao handed over a bowl of dark medicine, "I have experienced life and death and still care about these words. Stop saying it. It sounds weird to me."
Mo Shuruo frowned and drank the medicine, "Yan... where is the city lord?" he said cautiously: "How is he?"
"He?" Fang Hongzhao waved her hand without any trace of worry on her face, "He woke up a long time ago and is now talking to my mother in the pharmacy."
Mo Shuruo watched her pour him a glass of water, "How is his injury?"
Fang Hongzhao comforted him: "Although the city lord was seriously injured, he is much stronger than you. If you want to worry about him, you might as well worry about yourself."
Hearing her say this, the stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.
"How's the situation in Yanya Prison?"
"I'm not sure." She crossed her arms and thought for a while, "It seemed like they just had a fight, but found nothing, and they parted ways."
"Is that so?" She frowned, "Did you see a Miao man in Yanya Prison?"
"Miao people?" Fang Hongzhao shook his head and asked strangely: "Why do you ask like this?"
Mo Shuruo also shook his head, "I don't know what to say. He seems to be the one who spread the story about Yan Ya Prison's treasure. I have some guesses but I'm not sure. Maybe I'm too worried..."
Seeing her denying herself, she just thought she was tired. Fang Hongzhao patted her shoulder and advised: "Okay, don't think about it. You are hungry. I'll get you some food."
Mo Shuruo nodded, "Okay."
After Fang Hongzhao left, she fell into deep thought again, but she still couldn't figure anything out, so she finally gave up.
After dinner, unexpectedly Yun Chuxiu asked Mo Shuruo to pass by.
Fang Hongzhao's mother is the owner of Feihua Valley. Although Feihua Valley has excellent medical skills, she does not easily treat others. She only concentrates on research in the valley. The aroma of books for many years has settled, and there is a noble coldness from the inside out.
Gorgeous temperament.
When Mo Shuruo arrived at the pharmacy with its doors open on all sides, although she didn't want to eavesdrop, the conversations of the people inside also reached her ears.
A female voice said: "Although the city lord's eye disease has lasted for four years, it is not completely incurable."
Yan Jue said: "The poison powder goes deep into the eye sockets, and if there is a slight mistake, it will affect the loss of the other three sleeps. Back then, the medical saints were helpless. What can you do now?"
"This poison is really difficult to deal with. Once it enters the human body, it will immediately solidify in the flesh and blood. Fortunately, not much poisonous powder enters the eyes, otherwise it may not even be possible to save one's life." Mo Shuruo was frightened when he heard this, and then heard Yun Chuxiu say: "This
Over the years, I have searched for many medicinal herbs. Half a year ago, I finally found a strange flower. Its juice is incompatible with this poison. If it enters the eyes, it will dissolve the remaining poison. Then the optic nerve will no longer be suppressed, and your eyes will naturally
You can see things again.”
Yan Jue said: "What you said is true!" It didn't matter to him whether he could see it or not, but if it could really be cured, he would definitely be happy.
Over there, Yun Chuxiu nodded, "After I prepare for two days, I will clean up the remaining poison for you."
Mo Shuruo leaned against the wall and hid behind the pillars. After saying a few words, Yan Jue was led out of the pharmacy by a little child.
It had just rained last night, and a clump of plants next to the stigma quickly wet half of her clothes. Mo Shuruo came back to his senses, stroked a few dewdrops, and then picked up his energy and walked into the house.
It wasn't rude to stand at the door and knock a few times. The woman in red standing next to the medicine cabinet in the room didn't even turn her head and said, "Come in."
This room can be said to be the largest medicine storehouse Mo Shuruo has ever seen. She raised her eyes and looked at it as soon as she entered the door. There were many tall cabinets in the room, and the tallest ones needed to be climbed up stairs to reach, one after another.
Each drawer was labeled with the name of the medicine inside, some of which were recognized and some were not. Mo Shuruo was surprised when he saw it, and he couldn't help but gain some knowledge.
Yun Chuxiu looked back at her, stopped what he was doing and said calmly: "Are you the Mo Shuruo who raised the Celestial Silkworm Gu?"
She came back to her senses and looked at the woman beside the cabinet. Remembering that she alone took care of the entire Feihua Valley, she could not help but feel admiration in her heart. She immediately lowered her head and said respectfully, "It's me."
She has also visited the Mo Family Library. There are tens of thousands of books in the secret base. Which year and place belong to which item? One by one, they are stacked very neatly. However, there are as many as 10,000 disciples who sort out the books every day.
Hundreds of people, not only cleaning and returning the old books, but also copying old books gave her a headache. Only those who understand know the hard work involved.
On the other side, Yun Chuxiu had turned back and continued to search the medicine cabinet. He clearly stated his intention of calling her here, "I want the secret recipe for the Celestial Silkworm Gu in your hand. I can give you whatever you want."
Mo Shuruo waved his hand, "No..."
Yun Chuxiu stopped his movements again and looked back at her, "You don't want to?"
"No, Celestial Silkworm Gu can cure diseases and save people, so it is most appropriate to give it to Feihua Valley." She said quietly: "I said no because I don't want anything. Celestial Silkworm Gu can't be compared to anything..."
Yun Chuxiu had no expression. But it was rare for Mo Shuruo to be so sensible at such a young age, so he couldn't help praising the Mo family's family tradition. He stretched out his hand and motioned to the table beside him, "There is paper and pen on the table. You can write down the cultivation method from memory.
that is."
Mo Shuruo nodded and went to grind behind the table.
Yun Chuxiu ignored her and went back to rummaging through the boxes and doing his own thing. After burning the incense, Mo Shuruo put down his brush and blew on it, stood up and handed the paper to Yun Chuxiu who was reading a book on the side, "It's done, this is
This is the method of raising Celestial Silkworm Gu."
After reading the methods one by one, she quickly understood the principles behind them and had to admire the temple's logic of thinking.
The most poisonous voodoo is to put the five poisons in a jar and bite them, and then cultivate them from the last surviving poison. The Tianmu Peak Snow Mountain Celestial Silkworm thrives by eating Snow Ridge Ganoderma lucidum. Originally, Snow Lingzhi was a wonderful herb used in medicine. From the Celestial Silkworm
The Gu worms raised in it are bound to be non-toxic. The Celestial Silkworm will turn into a cocoon, and the Celestial Silkworm Gu almost inherits this, wrapping the absorbed toxins in the body like a silkworm cocoon, and finally slowly digests it and secretes it out of the body.
Ants, butterflies, toads, snakes, spiders, scorpions and other poisonous and non-toxic creatures can be used to make voodoo. However, the refining methods, time periods and ingredients are different, and the final results will vary accordingly.
After studying this method for many years, I am afraid that he himself did not expect that the gu raised by silkworms would be so powerful.
There was a rare smile in Yun Chuxiu's faint expression. She stood up, folded the paper and stored it in the brocade box. She sighed: "Back then, the Lord of the Temple City didn't know what animal to use as a carrier. He didn't think of you as a junior.
He actually solved a problem that he had never thought about in his life! The so-called young man may be young, but he has great ambitions. People in this world are really getting better and better with each generation. I think you will do great things in the future."
"Using the Celestial Silkworm Gu as a guide was just a whim. I don't dare to be arrogant because I have little talent and little knowledge." Mo Shuruo clasped his fists and said in shame. Thinking of the Celestial Silkworm Gu changing hands, she felt a little uncomfortable, "I... can't use the Celestial Silkworm Gu anymore?"
?”
To her, Celestial Silkworm Gu is her child. Although it was researched by the temple, it is still her hard work.
Yunchuxiu said: "Of course, this is your right."
She smiled, her worries gone, and suddenly thought of Yan Jue again, "When I came here just now, I overheard you talking to the city lord. Shuruo would like to ask, can the city lord really see the light again?"
From Yun Chuxiu's point of view, she was not worried that Mo Shuruo knew that Yan Jue could not see. Anyway, he could see again soon after, so he had no intention of keeping silent to her, "Yes."
She nodded frequently and sighed: "That's it, that's really great..."
When Mo Shuruo and Yan Jue appeared in Yanya Prison, in her opinion, they were just the master and his subordinates traveling together. However, Baiyue was in trouble now, and everyone in the Mo family was obviously helping. How could she, the young master of the Mo family, ignore them?
As an elder, I can't help but ask, "A month ago, the Mo family went to Baiyue to defend against the enemy. Why did you show up alone in Yanya Prison?"
"It's just some personal matters..." she stammered, unable to explain clearly, so she had to change the subject, "May I ask the Valley Master, how is Baiyue's situation?"
Yun Chuxiu saw that she didn't want to say anything and couldn't ask any more questions, so he continued to lower his head and flipped through the book, "Once Baiyue Marquis died, and there was no master, there would be civil strife. The situation is not critical, but it is not optimistic either. But you don't have to worry, Tianmu
Feng is destined to gain control of Baiyue, and the city lord will not ignore such a good opportunity."
If Uncle Mo is worried about the Mo family, the issue of Baiyue has nothing to do with Tianmu Peak. What worries her is that she, the young master of the Mo family, has done too much. Everyone in the Mo family worked together to help Mrs. Suhe retain her position as the master of Baiyue, but she still
Being carefree and carefree, not caring about worldly affairs, is really hateful in the eyes of others.
What Yun Chuxiu said didn't sound nice or unpleasant, she was just making a very clear statement. But she knew very well that if she wanted to gain a foothold in the eyes of the eight thousand disciples of the Mohist family, she had to do something convincing.
"I'm going to Baiyue after all, but the city lord's injury was caused by me, so I can't worry about leaving like this..." She thought about it carefully, and said: "When his eyes recover and he is sure to be okay, I will
Leave Feihua Valley."
Yun Chuxiu said calmly: "You don't have to worry about the city lord's eyesight. Once he's healed, you can stay or leave as you wish."
"Thank you."
It seemed that there was nothing else to do. Mo Shuruo was about to leave when the woman patted her forehead and said, "Oh, by the way, when I checked your pulse yesterday, I found that someone had placed a curse on your body. You didn't know you
Is it clear?"
"Yi Curse? What is that?" Although Mo Shuruo has never seen much of the world, he has read a lot of books, but he has never heard of the name Yi Curse.
Yun Chuxiu put down his book and slowly sat down behind the table, "The curse of justice is a memory illusion created by using phantoms, so few people in the Eastern Continent have heard of it."
Mo Shuruo was a little anxious, "What kind of memory illusion? Senior please clarify."
Yun Chuxiu said: "When the Righteous Curse was first formed, it was a curse modeled on witchcraft, with the purpose of killing people. Later, after the transformation of successive city lords of Tianmu Peak, it gradually turned into a secret technique that can suppress people's memories. It is
To prevent the secret from being lost. And if the cursed person is forced to recall the memories covered by the curse, he will have a splitting headache until he dies."
An inexplicable chill arose in Mo Shuruo's heart, but after thinking about it, the events of the past few years were clearly in his mind, and he didn't feel that he had forgotten anything. Yunchuxiu's medical skills were superb, and it could not have been a misjudgment.
There is no reason to lie to her.
Over there, Yunchuxiu continued: "I roughly tested it with Peach Blossom Soul and found that your curse is a little different. The conventional curse is to deliberately blur a certain memory. If the person being cursed encounters the same scene in the blurred memory,
There may still be some impression, but the one you have is a fabricated similar memory to cover up the original truth, so you won't notice it at all."
Mo Shuruo suddenly realized it and thought about it carefully. If someone really implemented a righteous curse on her, what was it to cover up?
"I dare to ask, senior, if you can find a way to lift this curse?"
"It can be solved, but the moral curse has been planted on you for a long time. Even if it is solved, I don't know if the memory can come back, so don't hold out too much hope."
Mo Shuruo nodded, "No problem, Shuruo, please give it a try."
Yun Chuxiu didn't refuse, and immediately used the Peach Blossom Soul to undo the curse. However, two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Shuruo didn't realize that he remembered anything. Just like Yun Chuxiu said, if the curse has been planted for too long, memory may take time.