and unjust

Author: Yue Izumo

and unjust

Huajiao's heart skipped a beat and he said: "Yu Dujian, I'm not the one who said that you can't get out with these people. Your guard Di Chen is not here, and you don't know how to use magic. You can't do anything with just your mouth."

The opponent of Meng Tapir. If you take me with you, I will take you out of the mountain, how about it?"

The smile on Yu Taiqing's face disappeared.

This person, as frail as a bamboo, instantly exuded an aura that made people shudder.

Huajiao knew that he had touched his reverse scale.

A person who is proficient in magic but cannot use it himself feels so inconvenient and controlled by others. This kind of pain is probably deeper than if he does not know how to use magic.

Huajiao wanted to say something to make up for it, but suddenly he reached out his hand, and held her chin with his cold fingers. Her handsome face was now as gloomy as snow falling in the middle of winter.

He looked at her coldly and said, "Zhou Ling, add another silencing curse!"

Drawing corners suddenly felt bad.

Once the silencing curse is applied, she cannot recite the curse to undo it.

A sincere fake smile as white as a lotus bloomed on the corner of the painting, and his eyes were as curved as crescent moons: "Yu Dujian, why don't I stop talking? If so, I will die of cold and hunger here.

I ask myself that I have never done anything evil, and you are not killing innocent people indiscriminately, so please be generous and show your kindness."

Huajiao has never said so many kind words in his life.

Yu Taiqing looked at the corner of the painting and smiled lightly.

Sometimes this demon is innocent and cute, and sometimes she is domineering and rampant. She has the aura of being the only one in the world. The most important thing is that she can bend and stretch, and she is not ambiguous at all when she should say good things.

He squinted into her eyes.

Her eyes are very beautiful, her gaze is clear and deep, and the ends of her eyes are slightly raised.

When she looked at him, there was a hint of begonia-like beauty in her deep eyes.

Yu Taiqing's heart suddenly moved. This look in his eyes seemed inexplicably familiar. It was as if he had seen it on another face.

He slowly released his hand that was holding the corner of the painting, brushed his sleeves, and said in a cold voice: "The Silence Curse!"

Hua Jiao cursed in his mind, and when he looked at Yu Taiqing again, he felt that he didn't like anything about him.

There was a hint of insidiousness in his originally clear eyes, a hint of cunning in his thin lips, and a figure as tall as a bamboo, no matter how artificial it seemed.

In short, the whole person is ruthless and meaningless from the inside out.

******

On the new day, there is no moon.

It was already dark. Standing on the hillock, with the faint light reflected in the house, one could vaguely see the winding and steep mountain road.

Yu Taiqing counted the number of people.

Hu Shang Qu'ale, Wu Xiu, a student who was rushing to take the exam, Lao Yang, a beggar, and two middle-aged men. Counting him and Zhou Ling, there were seven people in total.

Zhou Ling brought out the women from another room. There were four of them, including an elderly woman and a young lady in her prime. One of them was wearing Chinese clothes with a veil covering her face. She should be

Cui Chong's daughter Cui Lanshu.

In these deep mountains and old forests, in the dark night, most people who want to escape will end up either falling to death or becoming the prey of wild beasts.

Running at night with such a group of people is actually a very fatal thing.

But Yu Taiqing had no choice.

He started from Wu Xiu, a student who was rushing to take the exam, and found out that his sweetheart in Yaoliang Pavilion was Xuerong. Later, he pretended to be a benefactor and wanted to find out about Xuerong, but he didn't expect to be caught.

Originally, he had made an agreement with Chu Xian and Di Chen to let them use the tracking beads to lead people to find him if he was captured. But he never thought that this monster was the dream tapir that had long since disappeared from the world.

The dream tapir captured him and escaped through the dream, and in an instant he came to the deep mountains.

The smell of the Dingzong Pearl was far away, so Chu Xian and the others would have a hard time finding it. If they waited for them to come to rescue them, they would probably drink Meng Po's soup.

Fortunately, Zhou Ling is here. He is a demon master and knows some magic. With him taking care of you along the way, nothing will happen.

Under the guidance of Yu Taiqing, the group carefully descended the mountain along the steep winding path. After climbing for only an hour, several people collapsed to the ground from exhaustion and refused to go any further.

Especially Cui Lanshu, as the daughter of a royal censor, she usually goes out either in a sedan or a carriage. She has barely walked on flat ground, not to mention climbing mountains, she is already dripping with sweat from exhaustion.

On the other hand, the old woman walking in front of her was thin and stooped, but she walked vigorously.

After turning a curve, the person walking in front suddenly exclaimed, with joy in his voice.

Everyone didn't know what happened, so they got up and walked over.

I saw a large black shadow in front of me, and I could vaguely see a large number of houses. As I got closer, I saw clearly that it was a temple built on a cliff, with broken walls and ruins everywhere. It had obviously been abandoned for a long time.

Although it is dilapidated, it is much better than being paralyzed on the mountain road.

The beggar Lao Yang suggested taking a rest here.

Yu Taiqing glanced at the people who were panting from exhaustion and had no choice but to agree.

In the center of the courtyard, there was a round table the size of a millstone, with stone benches scattered around it, and everyone sat down separately.

Yu Taiqing looked around with a lantern, and saw an old tree in the center of the yard with thick branches that looked hundreds of years old. The hanging branches were covered with sachets, red silk and red cloth strips. Some of them were red cloth strips.

There are still words on it, but due to the passage of time, the writing has been blurred, and the color of the red cloth has faded to light pink.

"It seems that this temple was quite popular in the past." Yu Taiqing stretched out his hand and pulled off a piece of red silk that was bleached by the sun and said.

Zhou Ling is a native of Lan'an and is quite familiar with Jiu Mian Mountain. Hearing this, he said: "I saw a plaque that fell in half in the grass over there, with the word Lin Yin on it. This must be the former Lin Yin."

Hidden Temple.”

"But the temple that had an accident a few years ago?"

Zhou Ling nodded: "Linyin Temple was very prosperous because of the ancient trees. However, in the past few years, several pilgrims who came here to worship died for no reason. Since then, no one dared to come, and the incense in the temple gradually disappeared. The monks

They all moved away, and the temple fell into ruins."

Yu Taiqing looked around and saw numerous peaks and ridges and rustling trees. He said, "This temple is far away in the mountains. If there are no eminent monks to guard it, it will easily attract evil spirits."

He stood up and was about to ask everyone to leave, but he heard Zhou Ling say, "What kind of flower is this?"

Yu Taiqing followed Zhou Ling's gaze and saw a few scattered clusters of flowers and trees growing on the ground around the ancient tree. The stems were no more than a foot tall, less than knee high. The branches were filled with buds and eggs.

The round green leaves sway in the night wind.

"This flower is called Datura. It grows mostly in dark, deep, barren mountains and remote places. The whole flower is poisonous, with the fruits and seeds being the most poisonous, followed by the young leaves. You'd better stay away from these flowers." Yu Taiqing said.

He glanced at the flower plant and said slowly.

Zhou Ling looked at Yu Taiqing with admiration on his face: "I heard that although Yu Dujian doesn't know magic, he is erudite and good in writing, understands astronomy and earth movements, has a lot of knowledge, and is especially familiar with demons. If you hadn't pointed out that Xuerong is a dream

Tapir, I still don’t know what kind of monster it is. Now it seems that you are also very familiar with flowers and trees. How did you do it?"

Yu Taiqing stood with drooped sleeves and smiled softly: "Nothing else, just read more."

At this time, scholar Wu Xiu ran out of the hall and shouted: "Oh no, the gods and Buddhas in the hall have appeared."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling red light shot out from the palace, enveloping everyone in the light.

In the temple in front of me, the ancient trees began to deform and twist like water waves...

Faintly, I could only hear a low sigh: "If there is a way to heaven, you will not leave, and there will be no way to break in to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground began to shake, and a long crack opened, as if the cliff opened a huge mouth and swallowed everyone in.
Chapter completed!