Chapter 375: Heart Examination
Through a layer of translucent mist barrier, Yuan Hao and Yuan He looked at the black-robed monk who was sitting on the bed in the prison cell. After a while, Yuan He Zhenren spoke hesitantly: "This man is quite wealthy."
"They just filled it up in the past two days," Yu Sheng said casually, "I heard that they feed more than a dozen kinds of pills a day. That stuff is rich in nutrients and absorbs quickly. There are also people helping to refine it..."
Yuan Hao Zhenren pondered for a moment, turned his head and looked at Yuan Ling: "Junior brother, is it possible that you can concentrate the pills you use to deal with the evil prisoners in the future, so that the effect will be stronger and you can save some trouble."
"Hey, the elixir can't be concentrated casually. If the effect is too strong, it will be bad for the body. It must have auxiliary ingredients to harmonize and soothe the body," Yuan Ling Zhenren immediately said seriously, "After all, even if this person is a prisoner of evil ways, I am still a doctor - doctors are kind-hearted. I also prescribe half a pound of Shunqi Anshen Powder for him every day."
As soon as he finished speaking, the veiled female guard next to him lowered her head and said, "Master, the last two times this man took the medicine, his subconscious resistance became more and more serious. Even in the illusion, he still struggled from time to time."
Yuan Ling Zhenren raised his eyebrows and said, "Then add half a catty of Shunqi Anshen Powder and two catties of nourishing soup to go with it."
After saying this, he stroked his beard and sighed again: "A doctor's heart is full of compassion."
Yuan Hao and Yuan He both shuddered at once. Yuan He whispered to his senior brother, "I think Second Senior Brother did it on purpose."
Master Yuan Hao: “Nonsense.”
As he was speaking, Yuan Ling Zhenren was already chanting incantations at the door of the cell. Then Yu Sheng saw the misty light curtain covering the entire room flicker slightly, and an entrance appeared at the location of the door.
"Xuan Che, you and Lin Lang stand guard at the door, we will go in and ask."
Xuan Che and the female guard immediately bowed and accepted the order: "Yes."
Yu Sheng carried Irene and followed the three Yuanling brothers into the empty cell that only had a bed and looked ordinary.
But the moment he stepped through the entrance of the misty light curtain, he suddenly felt the surrounding environment change, and a sense of "lag" came from his own perception. Then he saw the cell around him suddenly expand and stretch, and then the walls and roof collapsed silently, and the sky and the earth appeared.
In the blink of an eye, he was standing in a desolate mountain forest. There was a winding path passing through the forest. The sky was gloomy and it was drizzling. The path was muddy, but there was a small teahouse on the side of the road. The house was not big and there was a awning next to it. A thin layer of spiritual energy rose outside the awning, resisting the continuous drizzle in the mountains. There was a small jade plate hanging on the eaves, and a sign with the word "Tea" was projected in front of the jade plate.
Yuan Ling, Yuan Hao and Yuan He, who were walking in front, had turned into passers-by wearing straw raincoats and bamboo hats, and were walking very naturally on the muddy path in the drizzle. Yu Sheng was stunned and noticed that he had put on a straw raincoat and a big bamboo hat - and Irene was hiding inside his straw raincoat.
"This is fun," the little doll muttered in his arms, "It's much more elaborate than ordinary dreams!"
Yu Sheng blinked and saw that Yuan Ling and the other two had walked into the teahouse awning, as if they were just passers-by taking shelter from the rain. There were three or five tables under the awning, with only a few patrons. Behind one of the tables sat the black-robed monk - he was still dressed and in the same posture as he had been in the cell, sitting at the table with a dazed look in his eyes, as if he had been sitting there for a very long time.
Yu Sheng followed Yuan Ling and his two brothers into the awning. Several guests who were taking shelter from the rain looked up at them, then lowered their heads to talk about their own things. Then Yuan Ling walked straight to sit down opposite the black-robed monk, while Yuan Hao and Yuan He sat down in the other two corners under the tea shed without making a sound, as if they were "stationed" in specific locations.
"Come, sit down." Yuan Ling Zhenren waved to the student, who walked over and sat down in the empty seat next to the black-robed monk.
The drizzle fell on the shed, creating a continuous sound that made people feel drowsy and inexplicably depressed.
The black-robed monk slowly raised his head and looked at the uninvited guests sitting in front of him. After a long while, he muttered as if in a dream, "Is the mountain road open?"
"It's not clear yet," Yuan Ling Zhenren took off his bamboo hat and placed it beside the table, and said slowly, "It's raining harder over there."
"It has been raining for a long time. I can't even remember when it started," the black-robed monk said slowly. "I remember that I have been sitting here. It is neither dark nor bright. Some people come and go, but I have been sitting here... Are you from outside? What is the situation outside now?"
"Outside is also rain, a path, and passers-by taking shelter from the rain."
“Is there also a tea stall outside?”
“It’s also a tea shed.”
A creaking sound came from nearby. Yu Sheng looked up and saw an old mechanical man in a gray cloth shirt walking out of a small house next to the tea stall. The mechanical man had a paper mask with the word "伊" written on it on his face. He was holding a tea tray in his hands, and under his body were squeaking wheels. The mechanical boy came to the table, put a few bowls of tea on the table, and made a noisy greeting.
The black-robed monk looked up at the mechanical man and spoke slowly, "It has been here with me for many years and has begun to rust."
"You are not a local, are you?" Yuan Ling Zhenren suddenly asked as if chatting casually.
The black-robed monk was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slowly: "No."
"Where is your hometown?" Yuan Ling Zhenren asked again.
The black-robed monk suddenly frowned. Even in such a dazed state, there was still a hint of struggle and hesitation in his eyes.
Yuan Ling Zhenren noticed this, but his expression did not change. He just added calmly: "I have been to a place called 'Shuji'."
The struggle and hesitation in the black-robed monk's eyes instantly turned into a tremor in his eyeballs, as if he was washed away by a higher level of cognition. He was stunned for a few seconds, and then he spoke like a dream: "Ah, Shuji, it's a beautiful planet. At night, there will be parading flower boats passing through the city..."
"Is it always raining on that planet?" Yuan Ling Zhenren spoke softly, as if he was asking a question, but also as if he was guiding something.
The black monk slowly closed his eyes: "...Yes, in the big cities near the equator, it always rains, four hundred days a year."
With a buzzing sound.
The "world" in Yu Sheng's eyes changed again in an instant. The originally gloomy sky suddenly turned into a deep night. The mountains and forests on both sides shook, and in the blink of an eye they turned into countless neon skyscrapers. Those modern city skyscrapers had carved beams and painted rafters in many details, with rising spiritual energy and an immortal style. At the same time, the muddy path outside turned into a wide street illuminated by street lights. The rain was dense in the night, splashing continuous water on the street, and the scenery of the night city of this border was reflected in the puddles.
Not far away, a covered boat surrounded by the aura of talismans flew slowly between the buildings, with tourists standing in groups of three or four on the boat. A mechanical bird holding a magic mirror in its mouth stood on top of a street lamp, scanning the city streets alertly. Three or five young people came from the rain holding umbrellas, chatting and laughing as they walked along the edge of the tea stall.
In the tea shed, the old mechanical man in a gray cloth shirt turned into a woman with a good figure, wearing a plain white dress and a silver fox mask, and the mechanical device in his body was ticking.
Even this simple mountain teahouse has been transformed into a brightly lit roadside teahouse. There is a magic mirror floating next to the counter not far away. The holographic projection in the air in front of the mirror shows the scenery of fairy mountains and auspicious clouds, and plays a travel short film promoting Qianfeng Lingshan.
The black-robed monk raised his head and looked at everything around him dully. After a long time, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.
Yuan Ling Zhenren's voice sounded at the right time: "Your family is so good, why do you go out?"
The black-robed monk hesitated for a moment, then muttered to himself, "Yeah, what are we going to do outside..."
After a while, he shook his head: "I must find that thing before I can sleep peacefully for a long time..."
"What did you find?" Yuan Ling Zhenren looked into the other person's eyes and asked in a low voice, "The Emperor's relics?"
"The Emperor's relics... yes, the Emperor's relics." The black-robed monk's eyes wavered slightly, but he still nodded gently, "Once you find it, you will be at peace."
"Who asked you to look for it?" Yuan Ling Zhenren asked immediately.
The black-robed monk's hesitation and vacillation became stronger again, and he did not respond.
Yuan Ling Zhenren did not let the other party's hesitation continue to develop, but immediately changed the way of guidance: "Is Senior Yun Qingzi okay?"
The black-robed monk's expression froze for a moment, as if the self-logic he had just established in his heart was suddenly interrupted. He was obviously disconnected for two seconds before he spoke in a daze: "My Lord... My Lord is fine, but not great either. His injuries have recovered, but he said that his inner demons have not been resolved - he must find the Emperor's relics before he can settle down."
Yu Sheng instantly exchanged glances with Yuan Ling Zhenren.
The information all matched.
"What exactly is that relic of the Emperor?" Yuan Ling Zhenren once again looked into the eyes of the black-robed monk and asked in a low voice, "Why did Yun Qingzi feel 'at ease' only after he got it?"
"The Emperor's Relics... are the Emperor's Relics. The benefactor said that we will understand it once we find it," the black-robed monk said in a daze, "He said it has great power, the power to change the world. The benefactor wants that power. He, he also said that he has a lot of demons in his heart, but we don't understand. He is a person who can go to heaven and earth, move mountains and fill the seas, why does he always seem to be afraid of something... He didn't tell us, he said that our Taoism is not good enough, and listening to us will only add to our troubles, so ignorance is bliss."
Yu Sheng, who had been listening silently at the side without interrupting anyone, was suddenly moved when he heard the words.
Yun Qingzi was so persistent in searching for the "Emperor's relics" because he was "afraid" of something! ...Is it related to the unknown powerful enemy he encountered thousands of years ago? (End of this chapter)
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