"Shall we go check out the avalanche?" Yu Xiaoxiao pulled Gu Xinglang up. They couldn't continue making up lies, so they decided to find something else to do.
Gu Xinglang was pulled up by Yu Xiaoxiao and said, "No, Xiaoxiao, wait a minute, this is not right."
"What's wrong again?" Yu Xiaoxiao felt like she was about to sweat.
Gu Xinglang asked, "Why does your master look like Mo Wen?"
Yu Xiaoxiao blinked, "Really?"
Gu Xinglang looked at his wife and said, "Xiaoxiao, did you know something before?"
Oh my god!
Yu Xiaoxiao was upset. What could she know? At most, she knew that the cruel empress had several mistresses and that Yu Ziyi was such a traitor! How could she know that such a dead man could come here? !
"Xiaoxiao?" Gu Xinglang pulled Yu Xiaoxiao's hand.
"I was also shocked when I saw Mo Wen at first," Yu Xiaoxiao told Gu Xinglang the truth.
Gu Xinglang waited for Yu Xiaoxiao's next words.
"But then I found that the bone frames of the dead bald man and the dead dog were different in size," Yu Xiao: "Xiao Gu, you should have noticed too, the dead dog is much taller than Mo Wen, uh, it seems taller than you," Yu Xiaoxiao looked up and estimated the height difference between her Xiao Gu and the dead dog man.
Gu Xinglang's mouth twitched, he raised his hand and pressed Yu Xiaoxiao's head, saying, "Don't mention this." How could that guy grow so tall? ! Taller than his second brother!
Yu Xiaoxiao said seriously: "It's not good if it's too high. It wastes fabric."
Gu Xinglang...
Thinking that the dead dog was not only edible, but also a waste of fabric for clothes, Yu Xiaoxiao felt even more upset. How could she keep such a thing alive? (o(╯□╰)o)
"What about his face?" Gu Xinglang thought about it and still felt that something was not right. He did not say that the dead man was Mo Wen. "Why does he look like Mo Wen?" Gu Xinglang asked Yu Xiaoxiao.
"Oh, about this," Yu Xiao said, "There are three possibilities. One is coincidence. Two is that Mo Wen might be his son or grandson. Three is that Mo Wen admires him too much, so he made his face look like a dead dog."
Gu Xinglang..., he felt that none of the three were reliable.
"We'll ask him when he comes back," Yu Xiaoxiao held Gu Xinglang's hand and said, "Let's go watch the avalanche." She had to deal with the sins she had committed herself. How would she know why Mo Wen had a face like a human Gu?
Gu Xinglang was pulled forward by Yu Xiaoxiao for a few steps, and suddenly he remembered something. He stopped abruptly and said to Yu Xiaoxiao: "No, we can't go."
Yu Xiaoxiao is so tired, is there any problem?
"Su Ying," Gu Xinglang pulled Yu Xiaoxiao towards the entrance of the cave and said, "Xiaoxiao, go see Su Ying."
Yu Xiao: "Who is Su Ying?"
"Su Zhao's father," Gu Xinglang said.
Yu Xiaoxiao immediately focused her thoughts and asked, "Have you found A Zhao's father?"
"I didn't find it," Gu Xinglang recounted to Yu Xiao what happened in the Gui'e Forest that day from his perspective.
"Doesn't Dead Dog know how to heal?" After hearing what Gu Xinglang said, Yu Xiaoxiao asked curiously, "Didn't he check on Father Su?"
Gu Xinglang said unhappily, "He said that people with fever can just drink some boiled water. He didn't listen to a word I said."
Yu Xiaoxiao...
Gu Xinglang glanced at the deep cave entrance and said, "Let's go down."
Yu Xiaoxiao pulled Gu Xinglang and jumped down into the cave, saying to him, "Don't be afraid, I have a medical kit with me, Father Su will be fine."
All the monks of Yongsheng Temple were standing outside at this moment. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the mountain, blowing away the snow waves like a tsunami. The strong wind came and went quickly, and as the snow dispersed, the wind also dissipated.
There are monks kneeling on the ground chanting scriptures, this is the blessing of Buddha.
Soon, the snowy ground of Yongsheng Temple was filled with kneeling monks, and the sound of chanting resounded throughout the entire mountaintop in the snowy night.
The instructor stood on the top of a stupa and looked at all the monks kneeling in the snow, but Mo Wen was not there. After thinking about it, the instructor simply walked through the entire Yongsheng Temple, but still did not find any trace of Mo Wen.
"Run away?" The instructor said to himself as he looked at the medicine man under his feet.
"Who is it?!" The monk standing on the roof finally discovered the instructor and shouted.
The instructor stood on the wall and looked up at the roof opposite. If Mo Wen deserved to die, then shouldn't his subordinates also die? Damn it, the instructor cursed in his heart. He came too hastily just now and forgot to ask that little bastard who deserved to die in this temple.
Seeing the instructor standing motionless on the top of the courtyard wall, the monk raised his hand and swung his palm towards the instructor.
Several monks guarding the doors and windows also ran towards the instructor.
"Roar!" The medicine man stood under the courtyard wall, scratching the wall with his fingers, opened his mouth towards the instructor, and clenched his teeth violently.
The instructor dodged the palm wind that was attacking him and carefully observed the medicine man under his feet. Isn't this a zombie? After staring at it carefully, the instructor found that the body of this suspected zombie was full of white worms. This man was just a host.
"Who are you?!" There were five or six more monks on the roof. There was a medicine man in the yard, so they didn't dare to go forward. They could only stand on the roof and shout loudly.
The instructor looked up at the monks and asked coldly, "You turned him into this?"
The instructor's weird pronunciation sounded very creepy on a snowy night.
"Ho ho, da da, da," the medicine man started to chew on the wall with his mouth. Because he scratched the wall too hard, his left hand broke off and fell to the ground. The white poisonous insects crawled out of the broken hand and soon curled up into a ball on the snow.
Several monks joined hands and struck out at the same time. The palm winds gathered together and hit the instructor's heart directly.
A gust of wind blew up in the yard, wrapping up the deadly palm wind.
The monks were blown by the wind, and their exposed skin felt like it was cut by a knife.
"You want to kill me?" the instructor said word by word. There was really no point in talking. What had he done to deserve this bunch of monks to kill him?
A monk was blown by the wind and fell into the yard.
When the medicine man smelled a stranger behind him, he turned around and ran to the monk.
The monk was caught off guard when he saw the medicine man coming in front of him, and hurriedly struck him with his palm.
A big hole appeared in the medicine man's chest, and his blue heart fell out of the hole, hung outside his body by the blood vessels.
The monk breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had hit the target with one strike. Just as he was about to break the medicine man's legs with another strike, the medicine man had already pounced on him.
The poisonous insect crawled out from the hole in the medicine man's chest, and in just a moment, countless small bumps appeared under the monk's skin.
The medicine man opened his mouth and bit off half of the monk's face, eating it with relish.
The monks on the roof were so frightened when they saw this scene that they subconsciously wanted to leave. However, the wind swirling around them was like a wall that trapped them. They could not even move, let alone escape.
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