"Hmm...I'm not sure."
Chang Sui had a distressed expression on his face, but he quickly continued speaking.
"But there's a drop of Master's blood in there. Junior Master said we could use it to find Master... Junior Master was leading us along at a leisurely pace, but half an hour ago he suddenly said something was wrong and rushed here immediately. Big Brother, what happened to Master?"
Gu Xingyun sighed: "I don't know, something is wrong."
"Stop chatting and walk faster. Are you sure this is the place? It doesn't look like there is a road." Baili Changhuan urged from behind.
Why didn’t I realize before that Jingming is a bit of a chatterbox?
Really, doesn’t he have any face?
Gu Xingyun pointed to the not-so-obvious path ahead, which had been trampled out. "You can't go wrong, Junior Master-Uncle. Just keep walking along this path, and it's at the very end."
"Then you two can chat slowly! Stop dilly-dallying."
After Baili Changhuan finished speaking, he flew away.
Gu Xingyun quickly called out to Chang Sui: "Follow!"
When the two arrived, they happened to see Baili Changhuan smashing the clay sculpture in the dilapidated temple with one palm.
In the flying dust, their junior master uncle, dressed in white, said with disgust: "What the hell is this!"
Gu Xingyun was silent for a long time before he walked over and said, "Junior Master."
"Well, stand further away and don't come over." Baili Changhuan gave the instructions without even turning his head, and began to explore the interior of the ruined temple with a serious expression.
Gu Xingyun didn't know what he was doing, so he could only pull Chang Sui back a little. From a distance, he saw their uncle took out the Qiankun Yin-Yang Mirror and didn't know what he was gesturing with.
"Big, Big Brother...over there, there's a dead person..."
Chang Sui's face was pale and he spoke in a low voice.
Gu Xingyun just glanced at it and looked away: "Well, don't worry about it."
Unspeakably calm.
Chang Sui moved stiffly and hid behind him, grabbing Gu Xingyun's clothes tightly, wishing he could bury his face in them.
It’s so scary here!!
Fortunately it smells bad!!
Why are Junior Uncle and Senior Brother so calm?
Is he the only one with a nose?
"No? How could there be no!" Baili Changhuan roared, "How could there be no!"
Gu Xingyun frowned as he looked at his crazy appearance, and felt an urge to go back and accompany his master.
Junior Master-Uncle doesn't look... that trustworthy.
The person who was untrustworthy in Gu Xingyun's eyes now had one leg standing on a half-broken stone, cut his fingertips, used blood as ink, and drew talismans in the void.
Chang Sui poked his head out to observe him: "Big Brother, what is Junior Uncle-Master drawing?"
"I don't know." Gu Xingyun answered casually and made a secret decision in his heart that he must find more books of this kind to read after returning, or... he could directly ask his master to teach him.
When Master regains consciousness and realizes that he stabbed him, he should give him some compensation...
While Gu Xingyun was daydreaming, Baili Changhuan had already left the ruined temple and walked around the place a few times with his talismans. When he passed by the corpse, he tripped over it without noticing.
The shroud on the corpse, which was already in tatters, became even more rotten after rolling half a circle.
"Who is this?!" Baili Changhuan turned his head and asked.
Gu Xingyun thought for a moment and said, "It should be the child of the butcher in town."
The last two words were said very reluctantly. He made this inference after accidentally seeing the bloody hole on the corpse's neck. After all, there was only one way to die in this way.
But this look... doesn't seem like a child at all.
He remembered that the person who said this was an old man who was almost a hundred years old, so he didn't dwell on it anymore.
Baili Changhuan looked at the twisted and dilapidated corpse, cursed inwardly, and cast a spell to restore it to a presentable state, but the face was so terrifying that he simply made the person lie down.
"Wait until we get back to notify those people to come and collect the bodies. Forget it, Jingming, you run fast. Go and notify them now, so that we don't leave and those people won't dare to come near here out of fear."
"Oh, okay, I'll go right away."
Chang Sui was eager to leave and ran away without saying a word.
Watching him walk away, Gu Xingyun couldn't help but ask, "Junior Master, what are you looking for? Can you tell me? Maybe I can help."
Baili Changhuan hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell him, "Look for your master's lost soul."
Gu Xingyun's eyes were filled with shock. "What? No, how could it be possible... I've always been with Master. That soul-sucking monster never had a chance to get close to Master. How could this happen?"
"It naturally has no chance, let alone the qualifications, to do these things. If it truly possessed the ability, it wouldn't be limited to extracting only a wisp of a mortal's soul."
Baili Changhuan sighed slightly. "Brother must have been extremely shocked, which caused his soul to leave his body. That's what I originally guessed, but... no wonder he was so calm when I examined him. Was I really wrong? This shouldn't be the case..."
He looked down at the Qiankun Yin-Yang Mirror and muttered to himself, "It clearly shows that he has a serious problem. It's definitely showing signs of falling apart... Is this thing broken?"
Gu Xingyun didn't know how to answer. This was really beyond his understanding.
After a long while, he seemed to remember something before adding, "Master suddenly stopped talking before he killed that monster. He looked... like a completely different person."
Baili Changhuan didn't care: "Well, it's normal not to talk. Let me think... Soul Gathering Artifact, Qingguang Temple, too far away, Xuanyue Palace... No, that old man is stingy and gossipy, the closest one to here... Yuehua Pavilion, yes, it should be there!"
He suddenly looked up and said, "Xingyun, you stay here and wait for Jingming to bring people to collect the bodies. Then you can go back with them. I have to go to Yuehua Pavilion. If everything goes well, I will be back early tomorrow morning. In the meantime, you stay with your master first and make sure your fellow apprentices don't disturb him."
He took a few steps forward and said worriedly, "Feed him something. If he refuses to eat, go get Jingming some medicine and give it to him. Try not to irritate him."
He patted Gu Xingyun's shoulder with a serious expression: "You'd better wait for me to come back alive."
Before Gu Xingyun could say a word, his junior master-master had disappeared.
He was left alone there, frowning and thinking about something. It took him a long time to come to a conclusion: "So Master didn't want to kill me."
The little madman comforted himself in this way, and even squatted in a good mood at the place where he had been kneeling when he was injured before. He grabbed a handful of dirt stained with his own blood and carefully took out a handkerchief to wrap it up.
Hmm... I'll put it in the cabinet when I get back, together with the other things Master gave me.
Just as he was about to get up, he noticed something strange not far away, and Gu Xingyun walked over with some curiosity.
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