Chapter 30 Nightmare

After one stick of incense, we arrived at the small courtyard on Shanlan Peak.

Su Qingwu returned here, closed the courtyard door, took out the stone bottle, walked to the Qingxin grass closest to the wooden house, and poured the spiritual water in the bottle onto the roots.

Soon, the voice of the spiritual plant reached my ears.

"Such abundant spiritual energy~~ I have never felt so comfortable~"

"I'm a little worried. The two-legged beasts that came here before ran away after staying for less than two days. Will this one be the same?"

“Pray that this won’t happen~”

"Hey, the resentment here is getting worse and worse. When will it end?"

When Su Qingwu heard this, he immediately became alert.

Is there resentment in this courtyard?

Why didn't she sense it?

Could it be that it comes from underground, or is it because the spiritual plants have more sensitive perception?

If there really is resentment, then it is very likely that someone has died here.

And it was not a natural death, but murder by human.

The sect strictly forbids disciples from killing each other, but if they say that the dead person was not a cultivator of the Qianzhi Sect, that doesn't make sense.

This is the sect's residence, outsiders cannot enter at all.

For a moment, Su Qingwu was full of doubts.

At this moment, the voice of the spiritual plant reached his ears again.

"That thing has been buried underground for almost a year. The two-legged beast that lives there is really wicked. He buried it underground because he was afraid. We are afraid too!"

"What a miserable fate! How could I have been chosen by that family to settle down here?"

"It's a pity that I can't run. If I could, I would have run as far as I could."

The content revealed in the words did not match Su Qingwu's previous guess.

Did she get it wrong?

It's not that someone was killed, but something with resentment was buried underground?

But if it is really something that is harmful to oneself, why not bury it farther away, or find other ways to deal with it, but bury it in the yard where you live?

Su Qingwu glanced at the ground in the yard and found no obvious signs of digging anywhere.

Come to think of it, a year has passed, and even if something existed originally, it has long been covered up by time.

In addition, there was another thing that puzzled her.

She was able to hear the voice of the spiritual plant and discover the relevant matters. How did the senior brothers and sisters who had previously accepted the mission discover it?

Or is it that the reason why they gave up the mission was not this at all, and there is another mystery here?

At this moment, the voice of the spirit plant continued to be transmitted, but the content had begun to repeat itself and there was no new information.

......

Su Qingwu stayed in the courtyard for a long time, performed the Small Spirit Rain Technique many times, and after completing the day's watering task, he left the place temporarily with full of doubts.

Soon it was dinner time, and when I arrived at the nearest dining hall, I unexpectedly heard several fellow students discussing Ning Yuan's affairs.

Ning Yuan was the person who originally lived in that courtyard.

Su Qingwu listened silently for a while, becoming more and more surprised.

That one has fallen?

He became the registered disciple of the Jindan Elder and entered the inner sect just ten days ago, but he fell so quickly. Could it be a coincidence?

According to conversations with fellow disciples, the news announced to the outside world was that he went astray during his cultivation, which resulted in his meridians being severed.

Su Qingwu felt that things were not that simple.

However, she did not go forward to ask. After ordering the spiritual meal, she quietly chose an empty seat and sat down.

When she was halfway through her meal, two of her fellow disciples came towards her.

Both of them had already eaten, and their behavior at this moment clearly showed that something was wrong.

When she got closer, one of them clasped his fists towards her and said bluntly, "I heard that Junior Sister Su has accepted the task of taking care of the spiritual plants in the courtyard on Shanlan Peak where Ning Yuan once lived. I wonder if the news is true or false?"

Su Qingwu put down his bamboo chopsticks and nodded in response, "It is true."

The visitor continued to ask, "Did Junior Sister Su find anything unusual in that yard?"

Su Qingwu naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he just shook his head slowly: "Not yet."

"Really?"

"It will do me no good to keep this a secret. After all, if anything goes wrong with the spiritual plants in the yard during the mission, I will be responsible in the end."

This made sense, and the two no longer had any doubts.

"Sorry to bother you, Junior Sister. We are just asking this out of curiosity."

After these words, the two of them turned around and walked out without stopping.

Su Qingwu continued to eat, but she was not at peace.

She was thinking about what the senior brothers and sisters who had taken on the mission and then gave up had experienced...

After thinking for a long time, I still had no idea, so I simply put my thoughts aside and focused on the food in front of me...

......

After finishing his meal, Su Qingwu returned to the bluestone courtyard on Cuimu Peak and performed the small spiritual rain technique to irrigate the spiritual fields.

As the sun sets, a bright moon gradually rises higher in the sky.

That night, she meditated in the wooden house as usual.

However, when Qing Yuan Gong was halfway through, a strong feeling of fatigue came over him.

Unconsciously, my consciousness fell into a dream.

The situation around me changed suddenly.

Su Qingwu took a quick look and was surprised to find himself in a dungeon.

She tried to recall what happened, but her memory was blank and she couldn't remember anything.

Not long after, a sound of footsteps was heard outside the dungeon, coming closer and closer.

She looked up and saw a ferocious one-eyed man wearing thick armor striding towards her.

A strong murderous aura emanated from his body, and in his right hand he held a long sword made of unknown material.

The man walked to the dungeon door and slowly stopped.

"Su Wen, have you thought it through?"

Su Qingwu remained silent. The one-eyed man's gaze was as real as a substance, but she had no impression of the name.

Although she couldn't remember what happened in the past, she had a strong feeling that things shouldn't be like this!

At this time, the one-eyed man snorted coldly.

"If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. Yesterday's ice punishment was not easy for you. Today I have prepared a knife punishment for you. When you are willing to say so, the punishment will stop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole dungeon was filled with the sound of mechanisms turning.

The ground beneath Su Qingwu suddenly rose up and turned into a stone platform.

Her hands and feet were locked with black iron chains, and she couldn't move at all. She could only watch the dramatic changes happen.

After the stone platform rose to a height of half a meter, it suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of a sharp blade entering flesh, followed by an unbearable pain.

Su Qingwu bit her lips tightly, and after a while, blood began to flow out from the corner of her mouth...

Just as she was slowly getting used to the severe pain, more than ten sounds of breaking air suddenly came from mid-air.

The sharp blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, arrived in an instant and pierced the already fragile body.

The pain was ten times more intense than before and instantly spread throughout his body. Su Qingwu gritted his teeth and endured it for a moment, then his consciousness fell into darkness.

The next moment, she suddenly woke up from the nightmare and broke out in a cold sweat.

Looking around, the familiar wooden house came into view.

After pausing for a moment, Su Qingwu stood up and performed a cleansing spell on himself.

After she calmed down completely, she began to think about why she had such a nightmare.

I was clearly meditating, how could I fall asleep without realizing it?

For the monks, it was unbelievable that such a thing could happen.

Especially in nightmares, she couldn't remember anything about herself.

This feeling... is as if some existence has erased her memory and placed her soul into another body...