Chapter 155 Entering the Kunlun Ruins
"Why?" Tanluo couldn't help but lean forward and urgently asked. "81 �
"Want to know why?" Mo Qianxuan lowered his eyebrows and said quietly, "Then let's go down obediently."
"You're ruthless!" She rolled up another bedding on the bed and wrapped it around her body casually, and rolled it on the spot.
If Magic is easily stimulated and emotionally excited, then this man is a typical man who does not eat soft and hard food and does not become stubborn.
No, the ground is frozen and cold, and the sleeping next to her is smelly and hard. At worst, she asks the shopkeeper for a guest room, so why bother herself?
Let's leave. Tanluo opened the room excitedly and took a hot bath comfortably. Finally, he picked up a string of red pickles and ate well. Seeing that the juice on his hands was dyed red like blood, she picked up the water and washed her hands before turning over to the couch.
It was late that night, but she couldn't sleep due to bloating.
It seems that I have paid too much tribute to Wudian Temple tonight. Oh, the evil man didn't know how much he was. Tanluo simply stood up and paced around the house.
The bright moon hung high outside the window, and in a blink of an eye, it had been one month since she left Chang'an. When she recalled that time in the Eastern Palace, she didn't know whether Mo Mei had guarded the prince for her, whether Bai Ze and Su Ran had returned to the world of cultivation, and she didn't know that the two masters in the sky often worry about it.
Speaking of the two detestable demon masters, why did they lack the part of her apprenticeship in their memory? Tanluo thought hard and had a man in his mind with a real face.
Chen Fangjin, how could he suddenly think of him?
It was quiet late at night, and you could hear your breath. Just as she was amazed at why she was thinking about the national master, there was a tiny sound, and the "click" sound returned to calm.
The sound was extremely small, but she could hear it clearly. This was the movement when the knife pried open the door. Thinking of a man who was sleeping soundly in the next room, she hurriedly sat up, held her breath, and tried to use her reincarnation pupil to check the movement in the room.
With the spiritual power sealed, she could only vaguely see a black figure through the wall, and the figure tiptoed towards the bed, raised its bright weapon, and suddenly waved it to the sleeping man.
Tanluo exclaimed, and hurried to the next door with her inner clothes.
So Mo Qianxuan saw a "female ghost" with a white shirt, a scattered head, a pale face, and a few drops of dried blood flowing from the corners of his lips suddenly appeared in his room.
On the table, the candlelight was like beans, and in front of the bed, the man in black suddenly looked back.
The evening breeze brings joy, the gauze curtain blows, and the moonlight spreads softly through the window lattice, reflecting the man like frost and snow, and the cold and beautiful.
The eyebrows are covered with spring mountains, autumn water, and three thousand black hairs are tied up with only one delicately carved plum hairpin, which is covered with dew.
Tan Luo paused slightly, and his eyes were stunned and he walked a bend from the woman, looking at the man behind her.
Is it a bloody scene where the couple had a secret meeting in the dark night, but a lover appeared halfway through?
Look at the sharp weapon in the other party’s hand, it turns out to be a dazzling and full of weight gold brick!
Under the woman's increasingly cold eyes, she took a few steps back later, as if she was the beggar who flew out and took the initiative to get stabbed.
Tanluo waved his hand and said embarrassedly: "Well, I live in the next room. I just went to the thatched cottage. I'm not in the wrong room. You guys continue, continue..."
At the critical moment, Mo Qianxuan slowly uttered two words: "Tanluo——"
When I heard that I was called, a woman was beaten to death and never turned back. She turned around and walked quickly. Why didn’t this man know how to be so stupid? Didn’t you see me trying to smooth things over for you? What’s the name? Call me sister?
"Miss Tanluo, this sister who is here, Mo Qianran."
"Your sister?" She staggered, turned her head and looked carefully. Well, except for her body, skin color, eyebrows, eyes, facial features, and behavior, she looked quite similar at first glance.
Let’s look at the gold bricks in their hands, so this girl is not here to meet thousands of miles away, but to help her in time.
"Isn't this our caring little cotton-padded jacket?" Tan Luo took the gold brick with a smile and put it in her pocket. The old god was looking at the other person, "Is it from Weiyang Palace?"
Mo Qianran raised her eyes and glanced at the other party gently, her eyes showing indifferent contempt.
"Do you fall in love with her?" The woman narrowed to Tanluo, but she said to Mo Qianxuan.
"She is the palace lord."
"You lied to me..."
"You and I can't guess what the matter of the Palace Master is."
"I don't believe it!"
"I didn't believe it at first, but the Palace Master even dared to disobey for her..." The words came to an abrupt end. How could he reveal what the Palace Master wanted to hide?
"Why did she suddenly break into my brother's room in the middle of the night?"
The last sentence revolves around the topic and points the finger at Tanluo.
Mo Qianxuan was also very curious, and the two brothers and sisters looked at a certain woman in a tacit understanding.
"What's so strange about this?" Tanluo said that, but she would never dare to be honest that she was not an ordinary person. She had a pair of sky eyes and could even see things across the walls.
"It's not because of him that I let me sleep under him and he sleeps above me. The girl's body is soft and can't stand the tossing, so she ran to the next door to open a room. I just went to the toilet, but we just forgot to change the room myself. So, do you understand?"
Mo Qianran looked at the man with such an expression, and nodded frequently with deep sympathy: "I understand, it's hard for you."
"It's okay, actually I'm on top and he's on bottom, so there's no need to make such trouble."
When the woman heard this, her cold and arrogant expression disappeared in an instant. In a embarrassed manner, she said vaguely: "Brother, I have prepared the carriage you want. It's getting late. I want to go back to the palace master to report and say goodbye!"
After saying that, he hurriedly got up and escaped from the door. Finally, he closed the door with great thoughtfulness, leaving Mo Qianxuan in the wind alone.
Judging from the current situation, he had to turn around and explain to the palace master his loyalty.
"Although I send the Buddha to the West, if the girl dares to talk nonsense again next time, I will send you back to the West immediately?" The man played with the claws in his hand and said casually.
"Of course I believe it, my brother has always been the same, I will disappear now." Tan Luo walked away and quickly left the bricks.
The next morning, Mo Qianxuan returned to low-key again, played the role of the coachman who was a passerby and started rushing.
Tanluo began to reflect on her that she was actually a little thick-skinned and cheap-talking, but she was actually easy to get along with. Why didn’t these people have the patience to dig deep into her hidden connotations?
"If a girl feels tight and short of breath when sleeping in the car, she should sigh from time to time. You can come out to drive the car and let's change it." After a long silence, Mo Qianxuan smiled casually.
This man, like his master, is arrogant and stinky. He obviously disdains himself, but he is calm on his face, and has great tolerance and never accepts the move.
"The sun is burning outside, and you know that my Mei'er likes this girl's fair skin and beautiful appearance. If she is tanned, I'm not afraid of being disliked by others, but I'm afraid that you will be missed by Mei'er." The girl said softly through the curtain.
God knows how guilty she felt when she said this. Judging from the conversation between the two brothers and sisters last night, he seemed to mistakenly think that he was Mo Mei's old lover.
In fact, Mo Mei's big enemy hated her to the core and wanted to get cramps and peel them. Now she is good to her because she promised to go back to Weiyang Palace to join Mo Mei and let her deal with her.
As the saying goes, if you show your diligence in nothing, you are either a traitor or a thief, that's what it means.
"Listen to the girl's voice, if you are tired, you will have a good rest." Mo Qianxuan's terrifying ghost face flashed in front of his eyes, and his voice softened a little.
"You guy, please be polite, then you can take it easy." It seems that moving his master out from time to time can indeed scare this man.
The carriage drove on the rugged mountain road for nearly two hours and arrived at the Guangbao Grassland where the water flowed in the green. Mo Qianxuan took clear water from the river, took a short rest and continued on the road, and finally arrived in the Xiqiang territory of Qinghai before nightfall.
When you walk out of the carriage, wherever you see, you are all winding Kunlun Ruins Mountains.
As the ancestor of all mountains, this mountain range actually spans half of the Western Regions, but the legendary place where the fairyland was seen was probably near the Western Qiang. Perhaps because of the reason for the conveyor belt closing, the general found this place and finally gave up. However, the legend about the fairyland has been passed down.
To this end, she planned to start with the nomadic people here and inquire about the witch doctor.
Mo Qianran was meticulous and had already arranged a man named A Ren to greet him and took them into his yurt.
After three rounds of drinking, Tanluo immediately asked about the "Maoyi Witch Fairy".
There are many people here who are nearly 80 years old. They have indeed heard of the witch doctor. Just last year, I heard that someone had seen a young man wearing zipper clothes and carrying herb baskets while she was grazing sheep.
In this way, the scope of their search is greatly reduced.
The next day, Tanluo and Mo Qianxuan began patrolling the mountain under the leadership of Aren. They brought enough dry food and mountain climbing equipment, and according to rumors, they walked along the area where the witch doctors had once appeared.
The top of Kunlun Ruins is covered with ice and snow all year round. When they search for it for the first time, they only wandered halfway up the mountain.
The bare rock here is rugged and bumpy. You must wear thick-soled boots to make it easier to step. When you walk for a while, you will encounter steep and deep ravines that are several feet wide. Tanluo and Mo Qianxuan can easily jump over. Because Aren often goes up the mountain, he also carries claw ropes with him. Occasionally, he can only walk around from the edge or walk on his feet, which is extremely dangerous.
At night, camped on relatively flat hillsides.
The starry sky at high altitude is extremely dazzling. Mo Qianxuan took out "Sinan" and cooperated with the astronomical compass in his heart and the arrangement of the stars in the sky to roughly determine the route to take the next day.
In the next few days, the three of them walked around and searched around during the day to find the whereabouts of the witch doctor; at night, they camped at the leeward and took turns to watch.
On the mountain, they often encounter hunters or woodcutters. Everyone has only heard of the witch fairies in the maroon and never seen them. The ones they saw the most were Han people like Tanluo who were seeking medical treatment from thousands of miles away.
However, during this trip, she learned that the first time the witch doctor was known was five years ago. He had taken action to treat a man bitten by a wolf and was dying.
The witch doctor looks like a banished immortal, gentle and elegant, claiming to be the witch ancestor who lives in seclusion here. The man was about to thank him when he saw the witch doctor turn around and disappear in the vast white mist.
Chapter completed!