The south wind advanced into the courtyard, and the fat man and Zhuge Chanjuan followed.

There are several trees in the yard, mostly oak trees with the thickness of the bowl mouth, and there is a laurel tree in the middle of the courtyard in the west-west area, which is much thicker than those oak trees, and the canopy is very large.

Dozens of steps forward, the south wind stopped, tilted his head to look west, erected a stone tablet under the laurel tree, the tablet is seven feet high, five feet wide, it is the body of the bluestone tablet, and the face seems to be engraved with handwriting.

The fat man and Zhuge Chanjuan also found the stone tablet and rushed over to check it first.

Nanfeng retracted his gaze, turned and walked east, came to a quercus tree, extended his aura, replaced a piece of the trunk of the oak tree, and looked down to count the age of the tree.

"It's, it's, it's, nothing, insufficient?" the fat man stared at the stele, stumbling as he read.

"Wuji, this should be a Mao word. Zhuge Chanjuan said.

Zhuge Chanjuan studied Qihuang intensively, and knew the text, it was impossible for her not to know the words of the Han Dynasty, and she also stumbled over the reading, indicating that the inscription had been seriously weathered.

The two of them couldn't see it really, and they couldn't understand it, so the fat man could only ask for help from the south wind, "Come and see what is written on this?"

The south wind was counting the rings at this time, and when he heard the fat man calling, he walked slowly over with the trunk of the tree.

"What do you think it's for?" asked the fat man.

"These oak trees grew later, and the people who opened up the land did not cut it down, which means that it had grown very large at the time of reclamation, and counting the annual rings can roughly infer when the reclamation began. Nanfeng said casually.

Nanfeng said not very much, but the fat man was too lazy to think quietly, he could open his mouth and never use his brain, this was his habit, "Then what do you see?"

"There are about 150 rings of annual rings, and the oak tree grows very slowly, and if you want to grow so that the flower growers can keep it and not cut it, it will have to grow for at least a few decades," Nanfeng casually threw away the trunk, "which shows that it has only been a matter of nearly a hundred years to cultivate flowers in the wilderness." ”

The fat man didn't care about this, "Come on, come on, let's see what is written on the stone tablet?"

Nanfeng tilted his head to look at the stele, which had two columns of text engraved on it, but most of the text was already blurry due to the severe weathering.

The stele is also composed of aura, and there is no rule to follow, so it is impossible to restore the original appearance with aura, but it can be used to deepen those less obvious carving marks.

In this way, the handwriting on the stele is more obvious, engraved with 'its image is unparalleled, its beauty is infinite.' Mao Chang is not a program. ’

The text was read out by Zhuge Chanjuan, and the fat man was confused, "What's the mess?"

Zhuge Chanjuan explained, "It is the two sentences in the goddess Fu, which say that women are good-looking. ”

"Huh?" the fat man looked at Nanfeng suspiciously.

Nanfeng waved his hand, he learned Zhuzi and metaphysical scriptures in Taiqing and Yuqing, and he didn't know much about this kind of Fengyue script.

The fat man couldn't get the confirmation of the south wind, so he moved his eyes to the laurel tree next to the stone tablet, and looked at it suspiciously, this laurel tree is really not small, at least a few hundred years old.

"As I said, the monsters here are not grass and trees. "The south wind marches north.

"Is this guy good or bad?" the fat man asked.

"It shouldn't be bad. Nanfeng pointed his fingers left and right, "It is said that nine out of ten bad people are lazy, you are so meticulous, the bad guys will not work so hard." ”

The fat man nodded, the land is about to be raised, and when you look at this field, you know that it comes from the hands of women, and it is easy to distinguish between women and men, and women pursue good looks no matter what they do.

It had snowed here not long ago, and although there was not much snow on the ground, it was clear that there were no footprints on the snow, indicating that no one had walked around the yard in recent days.

The second courtyard is also the same as the courtyard outside, the stone slab has been lifted, the land has been reclaimed into a field, there is also a laurel tree here, but it seems to have been dead for many years, but it has not been lodging, there is also a stone tablet under the tree, this stone tablet has been dumped, turned over and looked, it is engraved with 'Xi Shi covers the face, compared to colorless. The near is both demonic, and the far is hopeful. ’

"Isn't Shih Tzu one of the three beauties?" said the fat man.

"Well, you're so knowledgeable. "The south wind continues to move forward.

The fat man couldn't hear Nanfeng ridiculing him, so he stopped following Nanfeng, turned around and went to the east courtyard, walked to the door, turned back and shouted at Zhuge Chanjuan, "Let's go, let's go to the east chamber to have a look." ”

Zhuge Chanjuan wanted to go with Nanfeng, but she didn't want to go with him, "Such an adult, are you still afraid?"

"I'm not afraid that she will show up openly, I'm afraid that she will come out of nowhere and scare people with bared teeth. The fat man said.

Even if he told the truth, Zhuge Chanjuan didn't go with him, but still went with Nanfeng.

", heavy color and light friends. The fat man couldn't find a companion, so he could only go to the east courtyard with a hard head, and while walking, he said to himself, "Dare to scare the uncle, your mother won't recognize you." ”

This abandoned palace is five into four ears, two up and down, two left and right, the middle is the main, two people enter the courtyard of the middle hall, the scenery inside is much different from the two courtyards in front, but there are two more things, one is a stone statue, the carving is a beautiful woman with fluttering clothes, dressed as a goddess, standing on the stone seat, the stone seat is five feet high, the stone statue is about six feet high, if it is the same height as the real person, then the woman's height is very high.

Another thing is a four-legged tripod, placed in front of the stone statue, presumably for sacrifice, there are rules for sacrifice, and the tripod furnace used is not the same. The ground, the female is Kun, and the four-legged female tripod is used.

"This woman is good-looking and beautiful. Zhuge Chanjuan looked up at the stone statue.

"Not as good as you. Nanfeng said casually, there is no fixed standard for a woman's appearance, the same woman, in the eyes of this man, is as beautiful as a fairy, in the eyes of another man, it may be mediocre, a woman, as long as she does not have a long crooked nose and twists her mouth, there will always be men who think it looks good.

Zhuge Chanjuan was not happy when she heard this, it was not easy to listen to words of praise from Nanfeng's mouth.

But soon, the joy in my heart cooled down, "The eyeballs are about to fall out, and you still don't say it's good-looking?"

"I'm looking at her hands. Nanfeng said.

The south wind reminded that Zhuge Chanjuan also found a clue, the stone statue was originally holding something in his hand, but at this time that thing was gone.

"What could it be?" asked Zhuge Chanjuan.

"Ruyi?" Nanfeng said not for sure, the thing in the stone statue's hand was originally integrated with the stone statue, it was carved when it was carved, and the part above the stone statue tiger's mouth was gone, but there was still a little residue at the end of the five fingers, and it should be a small object to look at the style.

"Isn't Ruyi's ass round?" the fat man came at some point.

Nanfeng nodded, "Even if it's not Ruyi, it's definitely not a weapon." ”

"It's all here, and it's up to you to see what it's up to. The fat man snorted at the north, the gate of the main hall on the north side was a wooden door, with obvious traces of repair, and the door was closed at this time, and the situation inside could not be seen.

Nanfeng thought for a moment, turned and walked north.

At the foot of the steps of the main hall, Nanfeng stopped and said in a deep voice, "I know you are nearby, we have no malicious intentions, show up." ”

The south wind spoke, and the surroundings were silent.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement, and the south wind climbed the stairs, and reached the door and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

As soon as the door opened, a strong medicinal gas rushed to the face.

"It's the smell of a white mandala, and it's almost covering your mouth and nose. Zhuge Chanjuan urgently alerted.

The fat man was very nervous when he heard this, although he had eight golden body protectors, but the medicinal qi was too strong, and he was worried that he would not be able to tolerate it.

Zhuge Chanjuan was also very nervous, this white mandala can make people paralyzed and stiff, and there is no antidote that can completely detoxify.

However, the nervousness and worry of the two of them were superfluous, and as the south wind raised his hand to set up an aura barrier, the strong medicinal qi that had escaped quickly disappeared with the wind.

"You're waiting for me outside. The south wind stepped in.

The two nodded in agreement.

The reason why they agreed so simply was because the situation in the main hall was clear at a glance, and most of the area was stacked with bundles of medicinal herbs, which were green and white flowers, and they could be known as white mandala flowers without asking.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a bed, but it is not actually a bed, but a bed-shaped haystack made of mandala flowers, on which is covered with a shabby yellow silk, on which lies a person, head facing north, feet facing south, looking at the size of the shoes to know that the person is a man.

Nanfeng stepped in, went straight forward, and looked down in front of the man, this person was an old man with white hair, looking at his age of seventy or eighty years old, wearing a Taoist robe, looking at the cuff decoration, it was actually a Yuqing Taoist person.

The man had a sallow complexion, a gossamer, his eyes closed, motionless.

"Is it a Taoist priest?" asked the fat man, who could not see the clothes and appearance of the lying man because of the wrong angle.

"It's a withered Jade Qingdao man. Nanfeng said.

"It must be that the demon can't be subdued, but I was confused by the goblins, and I hollowed out my body in a big way, so I made it look like this. The fat man said.

"You can't wait to be a substitute, right?" Nanfeng glanced back at the fat man, and then raised his hand to tear a small cloth bag from the man's waist, at this time there are usually three places to carry belongings, one is the inner pocket in his arms, the other is the sleeve tube, and the other is the small cloth bag tied around the waist.

There are a few Taoist things in the cloth bag, a porcelain bottle containing cinnabar, a rune pen that has been dehaired, and a half-pile of white and rotten rune paper that is too easy to use, and the law seal is also there.

The cross generations of Yuqing Sect are Zhou Xingxian White Crane, Yanyun Yin Zhengong, this person is the crane generation, that is, the previous generation of Yanxiao Yanping, two generations older than Long Yunzi.

If the Taoist of the Yanzi generation is still alive now, the oldest should be close to a hundred years old, this person is the crane generation, and his real age is at least one hundred and twenty years old, but looking at his appearance, he is only seventy or eighty years old. The reason for this difference is undoubtedly due to the white mandalas piled up around, and the reason why the monster here cultivated this herb is not all to expel trespassers, but mainly to continue the life of this old way.

Looking at the seal, Nanfeng moved his eyes to the west side of the haystack, where there was a small wooden pier, and the surface of the wooden pier was very bright, indicating that people often sat there, and there was a wooden bowl on the wooden pier at this time, and there was some brown liquid in the wooden bowl.

Sniffing it, there was a faint medicinal gas, and he couldn't distinguish it, so he took it out and handed it to Zhuge Chanjuan, "This thing contains a little aura, see what it is?"

Zhuge Chanjuan glanced at it, "Ganoderma lucidum powder." ”

"Take a closer look. Nanfeng stuffed the wooden bowl to Zhuge Chanjuan.

Zhuge Chanjuan was helpless, so she had to take it and sniff it, "That's right, it's Ganoderma lucidum powder......"