Chapter 95 Going Down the Mountain

Jiang Wu had a good memory, so he clearly remembered that Yan Zhong had never been afraid of the dark, even though he often spent the nights alone when he was young and was locked in a closet by his older brothers and sisters as a prank. But he grew up to be a good-looking boy. They often took him to the Moonlight Tower in the middle of the night to watch the stars. He was more like a night owl than he was.

This was the first time he clearly realized that the person in front of him had a completely different past from the former Yan Zhong.

He put down the dagger, held Han Zhong's cheeks with both hands, and sighed, "You are so interesting."

“…”

Han Zhong thought he was laughing at him. He was about to speak when he suddenly heard him ask, "Weren't you scared just now?"

"Am I a fragile person?"

Han Zhongxin said that he didn't care about being scared, he only cared about where to find you. As he said that, he subconsciously moved his hand away from his face, but felt a cold hand. He frowned immediately, "Why are your hands so cold? Cold?"

"Not bad." Jiang Wu said, then he remembered something, "Where's the one I kicked down first?"

"You knocked me out." Han Zhong picked him up with both hands and put him on the ground. He glanced at the tall man who was unconscious on the ground and asked, "What happened to you?"

Jiang Wu recounted what he saw in the illusion, and Han Zhong was surprised. He certainly didn't think Jiang Wu was lying, but how could a person go to another place in an instant? It was still a grassland with no end in sight, and a talisman that would emit fire when split, and a lake that suddenly appeared...

"Then how do you know you can get out by jumping into the lake?"

"Taoism says that the five elements are mutually generated and mutually restrained, but when I used a knife to split the fire symbol, water appeared out of thin air. Both of these violate the principle of mutual generation of the five elements, so I guessed that it might be the opposite, so I decided to give it a try."

Jiang Wu added, "I took the fire talisman and saved him. His life belongs to me."

Good guy, that's very logical. Han Zhong wanted to tell him that this is not the way it works. Saving a life does not mean you can kill that person again, but he also realized that Jiang Wu was explaining to him and was giving in to him, and this was a special feature that only he had so far.

He turned around, took off the coat from the tall man, and leaned over to put it on Jiang Wu. "If you are in danger, then the only thing I ask of you is to show up in front of me properly. Nothing else matters. Do you understand?"

The implication is that there is no need to explain, he just wants himself to be fine.

Jiang Wu understood, and looked up at the man in front of him who was bending down to hold his clothes. He saw his slightly drooped eyelids, half-covered dark eyes, straight and high nose bridge, nicely shaped thin lips, and half of his face caressed by the soft moonlight.

Han Zhong helped him put on his clothes, and when he looked up, he saw the undisguised passion in his eyes, and his face flushed, "...Why are you looking at me?"

"Nothing."

Jiang Wu shook his head. He was no longer the ignorant boy on Qiling Mountain. He also knew that it was a bit strange to praise someone for being pretty for no reason, so he looked away. "I haven't found anything yet."

Han Zhong felt a little disappointed when he saw him look away, but he still asked, "What are you looking for?"

"A piece of jade, black in color, and it seems to be able to speak?"

"…What kind of jade can speak?"

"I haven't seen it either, so I want to find it and take a look."

“…”

Han Zhong held him back, took out the black jade ring from his trouser pocket, and said helplessly, "I have one here, but it can't talk. Can it be used to make do with it?"

Jiang Wu looked at the black jade ring in his palm in surprise. The surging spiritual power inside was so full that it overflowed into the surrounding air. It was more spiritual power than the spiritual power he had absorbed from Chang Yi's talisman and Nie Yumeng's broken jade ring combined.

"That's it! Where did you find it?"

"In the last grave—"

Han Zhong raised his hand and pointed at the cemetery, but was suddenly startled because the tombstone with the carved eaves to protect it from the rain was gone.

The area was transformed into a flat grassland, and the entire cemetery was filled with the simplest tombstones, not a single one of which had an eaves to protect it from the rain.

Jiang Wu looked over and asked, "Where? Why didn't I see it before?"

Han Zhong was stunned, "...It's gone."

Jiang Wu: “Oh.”

Han Zhong choked when he saw that he was not surprised at all. It seemed that he was surprised for nothing. He did not worry about the disappeared tombstone anymore. He raised his hand and put the black jade ring around Jiang Wu's neck.

The moment he put the black jade ring around his neck, Jiang Wu felt the surging power of his soul flowing into his body like a trickle, spreading from his heart to his eyebrows, gathering in the depths of his soul, and slowly repairing the broken cracks in his soul.

In the pure black universe covered with golden-red spiritual power, three thousand star-like runes emit dazzling light, containing ancient and mysterious powerful power.

The delusional state of mind.

In just such a short moment, three-tenths of the rift in his soul was repaired, allowing him to recover to the fifth level. Jiang Wu once again marveled at the power of this mysterious black jade, and was also impressed by the wisdom of the person who created this black jade.

Han Zhong didn't know what happened, but he saw his brows relax and the beautiful corners of his eyes turned up, so he knew he was in a good mood at the moment, "Do you like this kind of jade?"

Jiang Wu showed delight, "Yeah."

Han Zhong took note of it silently and planned to look in the basement after returning to see if there was any black jade of this kind. He seemed to like the black ice jadeite at the charity auction, but he didn't have jade of that quality. He would ask a friend who knew about it later.

At this moment, the mobile phone that had been without signal suddenly rang. It was Rong Anzhou calling. Han Zhongsheng was afraid that the signal would be interrupted again, so he quickly picked up the phone. Rong Anzhou's low and anxious voice came from the other end. He said that he was fine, but he needed them to pick him up down the mountain.

The headlight that Jiang Wu brought was broken during the fight with the two strange men. His flashlight was also running out of battery and the light was very dim. He couldn't go down the mountain relying solely on the light from his cell phone.

"Where are you?"

"In front of the tombs of the successive masters of Qingming Temple."

This made Rong Anzhou on the other side stunned. He seemed to be wondering why they went to the ancestral tomb of others. Then he asked someone nearby about the location of the tomb. Then he asked them to stay where they were and he went to pick them up now.

An hour later, Rong Anzhou and Luo Yun came over with a few young Taoist priests, followed by the program crew, and they were equipped with cameras, headsets and other equipment.

After seeing the two strange men tied up and the two guns next to them, Yang Chen was surprised and said that there was enough material this time.

As for the fact that he and Jiang Wuda had disturbed the peace of the ancestors in the middle of the night, Han Zhong explained that they had originally intended to take a walk, but got lost, ran into two poachers, and tied them up.

I tied it up...

Everyone looked at the two men with scars on their bodies and the two guns on the ground in silence.

Only Ji Ruoxuan asked in confusion: "Why are the two of you out for a walk in the middle of the night?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became awkward and no one spoke.

Han Zhong glanced at Ji Ruoxuan calmly, and then said, "The temperature is too low at night, let's go back quickly."

Luo Yun said nothing. After bowing three times to the tombs of the ancestors, he led everyone down the mountain.

Ji Ruoxuan, who was standing behind the crowd, thought about Han Zhong's last look at her. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. She couldn't help but ask Bi Yan, "Why did he look at me like that?"

Bi Yan's eyes were cold, "Maybe I think you are too smart."

Ji Ruoxuan was surprised, "Ah? Really?"

After saying: "..."