The night wind was howling, and Qin Yao and Qingshui waited outside the courtyard gate for nearly half an hour.
The chill of early autumn penetrated into Qin Yao's bones. The tip of her nose turned red from the cold and she sneezed several times in succession.
Qingshui pulled her thin clothes together with concern, anger evident in his eyes.
"This person has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come out yet!"
"Your Highness is worth a lot of money, this person..."
"I'm fine, Qingshui, let's wait a little longer."
"Squeak—"
The gate finally opened, and the rat-looking man came out rubbing his hands, looking embarrassed:
"My two lords, I am truly sorry."
"The master has already gone to bed. When he heard that someone was disturbing him, he got really angry..."
"What?"
Qin Yao's eyes turned red with anxiety, and she said hurriedly,
"My brother is in imminent danger. How can we wait until tomorrow?"
There was a tearful tone in her voice and the gold leaves hidden in her sleeves jingled.
The man rolled his eyes and pretended to hesitate:
"This... The master hates others disturbing his sweet dreams the most..."
"Then I will go and persuade him myself!"
Qin Yao suddenly pushed the man away, lifted her skirt and rushed into the yard.
The man pretended to try to stop him, staggered a few steps, and actually gave way.
Qingshui immediately glanced at him.
"If you dare to play any tricks, I will make you lose your head."
The man looked horrified:
"How dare I......"
The dead leaves rustled in the courtyard, and Qin Yao's embroidered shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the bluestone slabs.
The door to the main room was ajar. She took a deep breath and pushed the door open.
"Master Medical Saint, please..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
The room was full of cobwebs, except for a black statue in the center.
The statue had three heads and six arms, and each of its faces was distorted and hideous, glowing an eerie blue-gray color under the moonlight.
Qin Yao's blood froze instantly, and Qingshui's terrified cry came from behind:
"careful!"
She turned around suddenly, but there was no sign of the man at the gate.
There was only a chilly wind blowing the dead leaves around.
"Bang!"
Suddenly someone pushed her from behind and knocked her into the room.
The door suddenly closed automatically, shaking off the dust.
At the same time, a strange red light burst out from the statue's eyes.
Black smoke poured out of its mouth and nose like a living creature, condensing into a vague human shape in the corner of the wall.
"Top-grade container...Superior immortal root..."
The black shadow made a hoarse sound like sandpaper rubbing against each other, sniffing the air greedily.
"Royal blood... God helps me..."
Qingshui rushed in, and as soon as the sword tip touched the black smoke, the whole person began to tremble violently as if struck by lightning.
The blood and Qi in the meridians could not be mobilized at all, as if they were frozen, like a drop in the ocean.
The soft sword fell to the ground with a clang, and the man fainted.
"Qingshui!"
Qin Yao staggered back and kept knocking on the wooden door, but it wouldn't open.
The shadow slowly approached, and she finally saw the eyes clearly - there was no white in the eyes.
There are veins of blood floating in the pure black, like rotten grapes.
The breath of death was overwhelming.
Qin Yao cried and closed her eyes in despair.
"don't want!"
"?"
“Who’s spying in the dark?”
Suddenly, there was a loud bang of wood chips flying beside my ears!
"boom!"
A dark figure was forced to break in through the window, and a sharp palm wind carried the broken wood and went straight for the dark shadow.
The moment Qin Yao opened her eyes, she saw a figure flipping in the air.
The long sword at the waist was unsheathed three inches, and the cold light illuminated the side of a face with a numb face mask.
"Who are you......"
The princess's exclamation was cut off by the sound of a knife.
The black shadow let out a sharp scream, and the candlesticks in the room suddenly burst into flames, casting distorted shadows of the three people on the wall.
Xia He protected Qin Yao behind him with his backhand.
Wherever the blade pointed, red and blue flames swept out, and black smoke surged violently as if it had encountered its natural enemy.
"What a strong spirit! Where did this kid come from? Hmm..."
"Another god worshipper?"
Xia He frowned.
The scabbard slammed heavily on the ground. Bloody lines suddenly appeared on the ground, and the black statue cracked into several cracks.
The black smoke dissipated, revealing a face as pale as paper behind it.
It was the ruffian who led the way earlier!
At this moment, his face was distorted, the whites of his eyes were covered with black threads, and the corners of his mouth were stretched to his ears, revealing an inhuman grin.
Xia He's pupils suddenly contracted.
"The God Worshipping Cult uses living people as vessels to feed the evil spirits. The recipients will have smoke coming out of their seven orifices and black lines appearing on their skin. This is called 'God's descent'..."
It's this group of worshippers again.
Just as he was about to draw his sword, the man suddenly let out a heart-wrenching howl.
It felt like countless insects were crawling under the skin, and blood vessels were bursting one after another.
The whole person exploded like a bag filled with blood!
Amidst the splatter of blood and flesh, the pitch-black statue "cracked" into several pieces, and among the debris were white bones.
"vomit--"
Qin Yao collapsed to the ground and began to retch, her luxurious brocade robe stained with blood.
Xia He used the tip of his knife to push away the fragments of the statue, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
This is clearly an evil object made from human bones mixed with incense ashes!
"It's late at night,"
He suddenly turned around, the blade pointed directly at Qin Yao's throat.
"What are you doing sneaking here?"
"you!"
Qin Yao was so angry that she was shaking all over, with tears in her almond-shaped eyes.
Xia He was wearing a mask at the moment, and he couldn't recognize who the person in front of him was.
She tried to stand up, but found that her legs were as soft as boiled noodles, so she had to raise her chin to maintain her dignity:
"You are talking nonsense. I am here to find the Medical Saint!"
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