Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Snake Cave
Mingyueyi washed the snake blood off his body again and sniffed his arm carefully.
There is still an indelible cold fragrance, and a sweet smell of blood.
However, she had ointment in her room that could remove the smell of blood during the day, so she didn't care too much about the smell of snake blood on her body. She put on a loose long dress that dragged on the ground, and went out of the bathroom with her wet hair hanging down.
The moon is very round tonight, and the cold moonlight spreads a thin layer, making the green tiles and the ground seem to be turned into pale frost flowers.
Ming Yueyi walked towards the door step by step, his hands, which were soaked white, rested on the door frame. Just as he was about to push the door, his hand suddenly stopped.
There was a strong, light fragrance, and there was something in the house.
Mingyueyi calmly held up his sword and pushed the door open with his wrist.
There were no living creatures in the room, but it was filled with milky white transparent slime condensed by frost. The boxes, bed frames, window sills, and even the beams were covered with sticky unknown liquid, and filled with an indescribable smell.
An indescribable fragrance.
She stood at the door, looking at the strange scene in front of her, her brows furrowed.
Something had taken over the room while she was away, turning it into a damp cavern, making it completely uninhabitable.
Mingyueyi left the little elf to clean the room and went to meditate on the stone bed where he usually retreated.
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The next day.
Although the bedroom was cleaned by the little elves left behind, she still filled every corner with incense again.
After doing all this, I suddenly received a message from my master in the form of a crane.
Ming Yueyi thought that his master already knew that there was an ancient magic weapon in Yun Town, and he had no time to recall the paper crane he had sent out before. A clear and bright voice came from not far away.
"Junior sister."
Without looking back, Mingyueyi knew who it was.
Li Changming stopped in front of her, quickly jumped off the sword, and landed in the courtyard with a clear face: "Fortunately, my junior sister is here."
"Brother, why are you here suddenly?" Mingyueyi looked puzzled.
Although he knew that Li Changming came because of the message from the master just now, he thought that Li Changming's cultivation had declined and she could not receive the message from the master, so he came to tell her.
As expected, as soon as she finished speaking, Li Changming said, "I just received a message from Master, asking us to go to the main hall to discuss something. I thought you wouldn't be able to receive it, so I came here for this reason."
Ming Yueyi looked surprised and asked curiously, "Brother, do you know what happened?"
Li Changming shook his head, "I don't know yet. I just came back from outside."
Ming Yueyi frowned in thought, then said, "In that case, let's go find the master first."
Li Changming nodded: "Junior sister, come up, I will take you there."
Ming Yueyi: "Thank you, Senior Brother."
The two of them rushed towards the main hall of Fenjing Peak.
It is not allowed to fly a sword or a crane in front of the palace. When Mingyue Yichu landed from the crane, she suddenly felt an indescribable gaze, which came from somewhere and stuck to her.
The same snake that had appeared every night before.
Mingyueyi stopped and turned to look around.
Li Changming, who was walking in front, noticed that she had suddenly stopped. He turned around in confusion and saw her looking at the monks who were already far away behind her. He asked, "Junior sister?"
Ming Yueyi frowned and turned back. Seeing that he had heard it but showed no expression on his face, she thought it was just an illusion and shook her head: "It's okay, Senior Brother, let's go."
The two men climbed the stairs and were about to enter the main hall when He Wujiu, who was a step behind, arrived.
"Big Brother." Li Changming waved his hand clearly.
When Mingyueyi turned around, he happened to see the young man landing on the ground. The long sword circled around his body and finally disappeared into his body and merged into one. Every move he made was full of the unrestrained style of a swordsman.
"Junior brother, junior sister." He Wujiu smiled gently at the two of them.
Li Changming looked at him with envy, and asked with an unsatisfied look, "Big Brother, how did you put away your sword? It looked quite special."
Ordinary people would put the sword into the body directly, but it was not the case with the eldest brother. The sword seemed to have a soul and was reluctant to leave him. It lingered around his body for a while before entering his body. The free and easy way he practiced could not make the sword do this. On the contrary, the sword of the eldest brother who practiced the ruthless way was spiritual.
This way of holding a sword was only known to the ancestor of Fenjing Peak a thousand years ago. Now there is a senior brother, how can one not be envious.
He Wujiu smiled but said nothing, his gaze fixed on Mingyueyi's face. "Junior sister, you drank quite a bit of wine last night. Are you feeling unwell today? You can go to Liusen Cave to get medicine later."
After he finished speaking, Mingyueyi didn't answer for a long time, as if he was stunned by something.
Li Changming saw this and said with a smile: "Brother, look, I'm not the only one interested in you just putting away your sword. Third Junior Sister was also stunned."
But what made Mingyueyi unable to look away was not the overly gentle way that He Wujiu took the sword into his body, but the fact that the young man whose head she had chopped off not long ago appeared safe and sound not far away.
The handsome young man was neatly dressed and walked up the stairs slowly, like an immortal walking on auspicious clouds.
The blazing golden crow's light pierced through the clouds and fell on his long, raven-black hair. The crimson gauze dress and the cold, transparent white skin were shrouded in a hazy, soft light, clean and harmless.
He stopped behind Li Changming, as if he had never experienced what happened yesterday, and looked at her warm and beautiful face.
When she saw him, Mingyueyi's feet seemed to take root and dug into the soil, and she froze in place.
Li Changming also saw him, "Ah, so you are looking at my junior brother."
He Wujiu turned around.
Pu Yuemin politely addressed each of them, his gaze settling on Ming Yueyi, who was not far away. He smiled at her with his eyes curved, "Senior Sister."
The young man's voice was clear and soft, and the word "senior sister" lingered between his lips and teeth, warm and lingering. Anyone who heard it would be tempted to touch their ears to relieve the itch in their hearts.
Mingyueyi did not respond to him like He Wujiu and the others, but stared at him intently.
How did he appear here?
Why would someone who is clearly dead appear here?
"Senior Sister?" Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, the young man tilted his head in confusion.
Thinking it was blood on his face or mud that hadn't been washed clean, his slender fingertips stroked his cheek.
In fact, his face was very clean, and his skin was even white with only a thin layer, so fragile that a little force would leave red marks on his cheeks.
When Ming Yueyi saw his raised hand, she couldn't help but think of the scene of his head and body rotting yesterday, and her stomach couldn't help but feel sour.
"Ugh..." She covered her lips and made a retching sound.
Pu Yuemin's hand that was stroking his face paused, and his expression was obscured by the light and shadow.
She moved suddenly, and He Wujiu and Li Changming both looked over.
He Wujiu thought she was still sober from last night's drinking, so he helped her up and asked, "Junior sister, are you feeling upset in your stomach because of last night's drinking?"
Mingyueyi knew that her behavior was strange and unreasonable, but she couldn't control it.
She rolled her eyes stiffly, her gaze landing on his clueless face, and forced an ugly smile onto her lips: "Probably."
He Wujiu's gentle face showed a hint of guilt, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister, I drank too much yesterday and forgot to bring you the hangover soup."
"It's okay." Ming Yueyi shook his head, the acid in his stomach subsided, and he urged, "Let's go in and find the master quickly."
After being reminded, they realized that they were here to pay their respects to the master.
"Let's go." He Wujiu walked side by side with her, and the young man followed behind silently.
Mingyueyi spoke to He Wujiu with a normal expression, without turning back, but his mind was all on the young man who was following him like a shadow.
Something seemed to be spinning madly in her mind, and every sentence she said was: How could Pu Yuemin suddenly appear here?
She had clearly let the goblin drag away his body only after she was sure he was dead, so why was he here alive now?
A demon can survive after being poisoned by a fragrance, but it is impossible for it to survive if its head and body are separated.
The chaotic thoughts continued until Mingyueyi walked into the inner hall and heard Guan Qingyun's voice, and the crazy thoughts were interrupted.
The master had not arrived yet, and only Guan Qingyun had arrived early in the hall.
Guan Qingyun was startled when he saw several people coming in from outside, especially Pu Yuemin.
She thought that the master knew that he was almost killed by someone who stole his treasure, so he would not summon him today.
Guan Qingyun suddenly saw the young man with a face as white as snow, and exclaimed in surprise: "Why are you here, Junior Brother Pu? Shouldn't you be recuperating in the cave?"
Because of her exclamation, several people's eyes fell on him.
Pu Yuemin coughed twice and said softly, "Thank you, Senior Sister Guan. I'm fine."
Guan Qingyun saw him coughing lightly, and thought of the scene yesterday when he was almost strangled to death, with pity in his eyes: "Have you taken the pills I sent yesterday?"
"I ate it." He smiled, and his cold face became more gorgeous.
No matter how many times Guan Qingyun saw him, he would still be attracted by his face. After being amazed, he showed a look of relief: "Fortunately, I arrived in time."
The back and forth between the two of them was confusing to those who didn't know the situation.
He Wujiu asked, "What's going on?"
Before Guan Qingyun could open her mouth to explain, Li Changming, who was watching her concerned about others with boredom, explained, "A fellow disciple, Hu Ming, took a fancy to the magical weapon on your head. In broad daylight, he secretly planned to kill someone and steal the treasure without anyone knowing. He happened to be seen by Junior Sister Qingyun who was passing by, so she tied Hu Ming up and took him to the disciplinary hall."
He Wujiu had been in seclusion last night after drinking, and was unaware of this matter. Upon hearing this, he frowned, "This actually happened on Fenjing Peak?"
Killing people for treasure is usually done by evil cultivators who practice unorthodox methods. All major orthodox sects strictly prohibit this, let alone killing people for treasure within the sect.
Li Changming shrugged, "Yesterday, you and Junior Sister Yueyi were tasting wine in the cave without Junior Sister Qingyun and me. I didn't know this big thing happened. Now there's a big uproar outside."
Whether intentional or not, these words were quickly passed over Li Changming's lips. He then continued, "I suspect that Master summoned us here today not because of the matter concerning our uncle, but for this very reason. After all, we are from Fenjing Peak, and many eyes are watching for the punishment. If it's too light, it will set a precedent for killing people and stealing treasures."
As soon as the words fell, the silent Mingyueyi suddenly raised his eyes, looked at the young man not far away and said, "Wasn't Junior Brother in my cave at this time yesterday? How did Hu Ming suddenly steal his treasure?"
Guan Qingyun explained for him: "Senior Sister Ming, you must have remembered it wrongly. I met him when I came to your cave. Junior Brother said he was coming to look for you, but before he came, we went to find Senior Brother."
She said it with certainty. Mingyueyi just stared at the boy: "Really?"
The young man supported his chin with one hand, staring intently at her, and shook his head slowly and regretfully: "I didn't see Senior Sister yesterday."
Li Changming didn't know what was wrong with her today. He raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes and said, "Perhaps Junior Sister was still drunk with Senior Brother yesterday and remembered it wrongly."
Never seen it? Impossible, she even gave Xueling to him.
But when her eyes fell on the boy's long black hair that dragged on the ground, she saw no Xueling, but for the first time ever, he used a golden hairpin to tie up his hair.
Why isn't there...
Mingyueyi stared calmly.
She was sure she couldn't be wrong.
They may not know that Pu Yuemin came to see her, but Shang'er has been by her side and must know what happened yesterday.
Now is not a good time to ask questions, she plans to go back to the cave and ask again.
At this moment, the sound of cranes singing was heard outside the hall, and Master Juezhen Daojun had arrived.
The few of them straightened their expressions, stopped talking, and stood up together.
The crane landed at the temple gate, and a middle-aged monk entered with the morning light.
The four of them bowed their heads and called out in unison, "Master."
Daoist Master Juezhen sat at the head of the table and raised his hand to ask the others to stand up. Seeing the young man who had not been summoned but was still with them, his eyes paused: "Is Yue Min feeling better?"
Pu Yuemin smiled and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Master. I am fine now."
Daoist Master Juezhen looked him over. Because his new disciple was so talented, Daoist Master Juezhen was very concerned about Pu Yuemin. After confirming that he saw nothing wrong, he nodded and turned to look at the other disciples.
"Everyone, please sit down."
Several people sat down one after another.
Daoist Master Juezhen said, "I summoned you here today because of the bones that Wujiu and Yueyi brought back from Yun Town."
Li Changming lowered his head and quietly showed a look of "as expected" to the people beside him.
Daoist Master Juezhen had been away for the past few days and had only returned to the peak last night. Then, there was an incident of murder and treasure-stealing, which delayed him until now.
Daoist Master Juezhen said, "Master has already traced back yesterday."
Mingyueyi's face remained calm upon hearing this, as he had already thought of an excuse.
Daoist Master Juezhen's next question wasn't about the magical weapon, but rather, "Tracing back to a few months before Cassiae's death, we discovered he was possessed by a swamp butterfly demon. Unwilling to be controlled by the demon, he chose to form a formation in an unusual location to trap the demon. However, he failed to trap the swamp butterfly demon, allowing it to escape into the sect. Ultimately, someone needs to enter the Futu Sea."
That's what happened.
Mingyue Yi's heartstrings fell.
Mingyueyi was injured in Yun Town and has not yet recovered, and Pu Yuemin was almost killed. Naturally, this matter will not fall on the heads of the two of them. Li Changming and Guan Qingyun still have a mission to complete.
Therefore, the task of going to Futu Sea naturally fell on He Wujiu.
After Daoist Master Juezhen had arranged everything, he spoke of another matter: "The second thing today is that Yue Min was nearly killed by a fellow disciple yesterday while trying to steal his treasure. You should decide how to resolve this matter and give the Sect Master an explanation."
He looked at the young man kneeling below him, his face pale, knowing that he was too kind, and said, "Yue Min must not let him go like last time."
"Disciple will remember this." Pu Yuemin lowered his eyelashes and trembled slightly.
Mingyue Yi had just heard Li Changming say that his treasure had been stolen, but she didn't know who it was. Since her master had asked them to discuss it, she naturally asked, "Who is it?"
Li Changming said, "It's Junior Brother Hu Ming from Chongritai. I don't know what possessed him to do such a thing."
Hu Ming is a diligent person with good abilities. He often handles miscellaneous matters among the disciples when the eldest senior brother is not at Fenjing Peak. In his opinion, apart from his lack of talent, there is nothing wrong with him.
Not to mention his surprise when he first heard it, even He Wujiu was slightly surprised.
On the other hand, Mingyueyi on the side seemed calm, his eyes fixed on the young man not far away, emotions surging in his dark pupils.
How could Pu Yuemin be suddenly murdered and his treasures stolen? What treasures were there on him that were worth Hu Ming stealing? This happened yesterday.
It was clear that he was killed by her yesterday.
"Junior sister, what do you think, how should this matter be handled?" Li Changming proposed several suggestions, but they were all rejected. Feeling depressed, he glanced at Mingyueyi beside him who was staring at his junior brother.
Ming Yueyi looked away and said, "Things that happen on other peaks can be handled privately by Junior Brother, but those within the same peak sect should be severely punished, otherwise similar incidents may happen again in the future."
He Wujiu nodded in agreement: "Then the punishment will be the same as the last time I made this mistake: the removal of my spiritual roots and imprisonment on the Cliff of Regret."
This arrangement was perfect and no one had any objection.
Daoist Lord Juezhen also felt that it was okay, so he ordered his sword servant to report to the sect leader, and then let them go back on their own.
He Wujiu was going to prepare to go down the mountain in a few days. Li Changming and Guan Qingyun were going down the mountain today. Once they left the temple, only she and Pu Yuemin were left.
Mingyueyi walked forward without looking back and passed by him coldly.
The young man looked at her cold and heartless back with a gentle gaze, and his eyes gradually revealed an expression mixed with resentment and joy. Finally, he followed behind her silently.
Xianhe Yingfeng, misty fog covers the entire Fenjing Peak. Disciples who have not yet opened up a cave need to go to Chongritai to practice every day.
It was just the end of the morning class, and the teacher must have brought up this matter with them. At this moment, along the road to Chongritai, many junior and senior students were passing by together, discussing what happened yesterday in groups of three or five.
The Qingyun Sect has issued a clear order to prohibit fellow disciples from killing and stealing treasures. This has not happened in hundreds of years, but someone was caught red-handed last night, and the one who was almost killed was Junior Brother Pu.
The brothers and sisters who passed by were all filled with indignation, and then their faces were filled with sighs of pity.
"Brother Pu is truly kind-hearted. Fortunately, his physique is different from ours, so he didn't let Hu Ming pierce his heart. He should be healed soon after using the elixir sent by Dan Xiufeng."
"Brother Pu is so pitiful."
Ming Yueyi happened to pass by and suddenly heard a junior sister say something regretful, and her expression became even colder.
This sentence is heard a lot along the way.
If it were not long ago, and she had not experienced what happened yesterday, she would have had the same idea as them, but now, she felt that they were all pretending.
If he is really a demon, he will confuse people's minds.
She knew Hu Ming. Although he seemed arrogant, he was definitely not the kind of person who would try to steal treasures, especially Pu Yuemin.
"Brother Pu is here!"
Suddenly someone called out.
Mingyueyi's steps suddenly stopped and he turned to look in the direction of the voice.
The young man with red clothes, black hair and white skin was surrounded by people. Everyone looked up at him with concern, "Junior brother, are you feeling better? I saved some Ganoderma lucidum for five hundred years. It's very good for replenishing qi and blood..."
"Brother Pu, I, I also have a six-hundred-year-old jade spirit stone. Wearing it regularly can nourish the body and is most suitable."
"Brother Pu, there's also mine."
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Those people flocked to him and presented him with their most precious treasures, trying to make him take a few more glances.
But the boy didn't even glance at her, his gaze fixed straight on her through the crowd. His pure black eyes were even blacker than the obsidian under the vase, and a gentle smile played at the corners of his light-colored lips.
Senior sister.
Mingyueyi looked at him, then calmly turned her head away and walked to the other side.
Pu Yue Min Yao stared at the back with his black eyes, and his legs were rooted to the ground as if they were tied with iron chains and were being dragged towards her.
But someone is still talking.
"Junior Brother Bo..."
He reluctantly lowered his eyes to look at the person in front of him, only staring at Ming Yueyi's gradually receding figure: "I'm blocking the way, can you please move aside?"
The person standing in front of him seemed not to understand what he said, and his face flushed with excitement because he took the initiative to talk to him.
The young sword cultivator presented his most precious treasure to him and said excitedly, "Brother Pu, this is a bird spirit I won in a competition with a casual cultivator not long ago. It can be used as a spirit pet or stewed. It can protect you from lightning attacks when you break through the realm. I am giving it to you now."
Pu Yuemin didn't hear what he said. He drooped his eyelids carelessly, his mind drifting away to who knows where.
Senior sister left and saw him before leaving.
What does that look mean?
He kept searching through the myriad threads of memories to find every look she gave him, breaking it down breath by breath, and finally pausing for breath, before an abnormal blush appeared on the pale muscles under his eyelids.
Senior sister just saw him and went to look for him. Everyone cares about him, so senior sister should care even more.
Looking for senior sister.
He was so excited that he almost lost his composure. He wanted to take a step forward, but the person in front of him stopped him, making a loud noise and saying something incomprehensible.
bother.
"Get out of here with that disgusting garbage, you ugly creature."
The man who was speaking with a red face suddenly heard a gloomy voice. He paused abruptly and subconsciously looked up at the young man in front of him.
The boy's eyes were cold and gentle, just like usual, and he didn't even move his lips.
Junior brother is gentle and kind. Although he is a direct disciple, he treats people very well. The vicious words just now must not have been said by him.
But when he looked around again, the expressions of the others were fanatical, as if he was the only one who could hear it.
It must be an illusion, it can't be my junior fellow apprentice.
The young swordsman wanted to continue to talk about the thing in his hand, but the boy took the opportunity to politely say goodbye to the remaining brothers and sisters when he turned around to look around.
The young man walked past him and headed forward. A blood-red hairband adorned his long black hair, which curved into a beautiful arc as his quick steps blew past it.
Although the few people on the side were reluctant to let him go, they did not step forward. They all stared at the boy's back as if they were possessed.
Junior brother, even his hair looks so beautiful.
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Ming Yueyi returned to the cave along the way, took out the wooden box containing Xue Ling from the shelf, sat by the window and opened it.
A neatly folded red headband seemed to be placed neatly inside.
Impossible, she had clearly used it to kill Pu Yuemin.
Ming Yueyi closed the wooden box, "Shang'er."
After being temporarily used, Shang'er's body has been attached to the agate earring in the shape of a paper cut. When she heard her call, she opened her confused sleepy eyes and floated in front of her.
"What happened to Daojun?"
Ming Yueyi pursed her lips and asked, "Did you see Pu Yuemin come here yesterday?"
I thought Shang'er would have seen it too, but unexpectedly, Shang'er opened her sleepy eyes and muttered: "What are you talking about, Daojun? Weren't you drinking with your senior brother yesterday? There..."
Perhaps it was because her body had been repaired temporarily, Shang'er had been lacking energy since she came to Fenjing Peak and had been sleeping all day.
But she remembered yesterday clearly. She took advantage of Daojun being drunk and He Wujiu going to get some wine, and she secretly came out and drank a drop of green plum wine to satisfy her craving.
Although she was not allowed to touch water when cutting paper, she could occasionally get a drop of water on it to keep the original body intact. She could also use it after drying it, so she remembered it very clearly.
When Mingyueyi asked this, he began to crave the aroma of the wine again.
Shang'er flew over the agate beads and rubbed against the unopened jar of wine, feeling comfortable. "This is what we brought back together. It smells good."
After he finished speaking, both the man and the spirit fell into strange silence.
Ever since the blood contract was signed, Shang'er could roughly understand Mingyueyi's thoughts.
Seeing her gloomy expression, Shang'er asked in surprise, "Does Daojun think someone has been here?"
Ming Yueyi's eyebrows were serious: "Yes."
Shang'er tilted her head: "Daojun suspects your junior brother?"
Mingyueyi was not doubtful, but certain.
Shang'er said, "What should we do then? I can't tell if your junior fellow apprentice is Mingyi. If Daojun is truly suspicious, why not...test him again another day?"
This is all we can do now.
Seeing her consent, Shang'er happily leaned against the wine jar, her narrow and long eyes widened with greed, "Master Dao, can you open some wine so I can have a little bit."
Mingyueyi opened the lid of the wine jar.
The aroma of wine instantly filled the room. Shang'er let out an "ah" and leaned over the mouth of the wine jar, carefully dipping the corner of her cracked mouth into the wine.
Mingyueyi turned around and leaned against the window, watching Shang'er stick the entire paper body on it, just like a wine jar as a dowry for a bride about to get married, thinking about the strange thing that was happening.
Junior Sister Guan saw Pu Yuemin being robbed of his treasure by Hu Ming on the road, but fortunately Xueling kept it in the box, and Shang'er said she had never seen Pu Yuemin.
Apart from her, no one had ever seen Pu Yuemin come, not even Shang'er could remember.
Did he really not come?
Could it be... that this was really her illusion?
An illusion caused by drinking too much?
Can……
Mingyueyi looked around the empty room that had not yet been furnished. Even the cracks in the corners of the walls were clean, without a trace of blood.
If Pu Yuemin was really a demon, how could he come back to life and appear intact so quickly?
Although Mingyueyi had doubts in his heart, now that everyone said so, he had to suppress his doubts for the time being.
It happened that He Wujiu had someone send over some sobering medicine.
Water mint was added to the medicine. After she drank it, her confused mind became clearer. She stopped thinking about what happened yesterday and went to the room where she usually practiced to consolidate her internal cultivation.
But when she returned to her bedroom the next day, she found that it was still the same as yesterday, with white spider-web-like mucus everywhere, dripping onto the floor, as if it had been infested by some huge insect.
The things wrapped up in the room made it hard for her to forget the pair of eyes that had been watching her every night since she left the Hundred Flowers Valley.
Seeing this scene, words that could describe it flashed through Mingyueyi's mind.
hole.
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