In the quiet of the night, in the solemn Xiangguo Temple, the monks and pilgrims have long been asleep, and at the same time, there are some thoughtful people, still dressed neatly waiting for some news.

The slaughter outside the forbidden land in the back mountain was magnificent, the blood of the corpses stained the red earth, and the thick smell of blood in the dark night was blown into the temple.

The abbot, who was meditating, opened his eyes suddenly, got up from the mat of meditation, his wrinkled face was full of compassion, his deep eyes were keenly vigilant, and he strode out of the monk's room and walked in the direction of the mountain behind the courtyard.

A respectful male voice came from another adjacent courtyard, "Senior Brother Abbot! ”

I saw a middle-aged monk who was also wearing a hundred robes, followed by a group of warrior monks with sticks, striding out, and the direction was also towards the back mountain with a strong smell of blood.

The monks all held burning torches in their hands, illuminating the courtyard.

The abbot is an old man who is more than 100 and a half years old, there is no sadness or joy on his rigorous and compassionate face, he holds the Buddha beads with both hands, and bows to the lord of the back mountain, "Amitabha, good, good!" ”

All the monks are also facing the direction of the back mountain, compassionately holding Amitabha!

After saluting and standing up straight, the abbot continued, "The senior disciple of the temple supervisor will take all the disciples and go up to the back mountain with the old man to take a look!" ”

The reason why the forbidden land in the back mountain is a forbidden place is, of course, that it hides unknown secrets, and outsiders are not allowed to break in!

It's just that today, I don't know who is so bold as to break into the back mountain to kill people, and I don't know if they have broken into the real forbidden land, they must immediately go to monitor it.

The middle-aged monk nodded, followed behind the abbot, and flew towards the dark back mountain, and the warrior monks followed closely with wooden sticks, and soon disappeared into the night, without a trace.

As soon as the abbot and the monks left, a black figure ran out of the winding path, quietly flew into the backyard where the pilgrim's maiden lived, and jumped into a wing room in a courtyard.

As soon as the man in black entered the chamber, he immediately knelt on one knee, "Princess! ”

The black night robe was worn on the bumpy body, and at a glance, it was clear that the man in black was a woman.

In the wing room, the soft and boneless girl was wearing a pale yellow skirt, leaning on the bed with a few quilts, her beautiful little face was abnormally pale, this girl was none other than the apprentice brought by Nanwei Guoshi who needed Ling Yiyi's body to transfer her soul, and she was also Nanwei's princess Wushuang.

Wushuang's expectant eyes looked straight at the woman in black kneeling on the ground, and her pitiful weak voice contained majesty, and she asked anxiously.

"How? Have they been taken captive? ”

She and her master knew that Ling Yiyi was sent to Xiangguo Temple by the General's Mansion, so she would appear here, because the master had something to stay in Sheng'an, so she let her go to Xiangguo Temple first, let her befriend Ling Yiyi, and monitor Ling Yiyi's every move.

It's just that when her people inadvertently learned that someone was chasing and killing Ling Yiyi, she immediately sent someone to intercept Ling Yiyi without the master's consent, wanting to snatch her back to Sheng'an, so that the master could help her transfer her soul and change her body, and she didn't know if her people succeeded.

The woman in black raised her head slightly and looked at the girl with an expectant face, and replied respectfully, "Back to the master, when our people chased after him, Ling Yiyi, who was being chased and killed, was seriously injured and jumped into the cliff of the back mountain, I am afraid that there is no chance of survival!" Our people and another group of people who chased and killed Ling Yiyi were all killed by the bandits who suddenly appeared, and there was not a single one left alive! ”

If it weren't for the fact that she was a secret guard sent by her master to secretly monitor the progress and come back to report the news, I am afraid that she would die like those guards, and there would be no place to bury!

"What do you say? Ling Yiyi is dead! No, she can't die yet! ”

Wushuang, a beautiful and delicate girl like a flower, her pale little face was even paler, her teeth bit her lower lip lightly, and her hands clutched the corners tightly, unable to accept Ling Yiyi's death.

Suddenly, a trace of luck flashed in Princess Wushuang's mind, if Ling Yiyi died, then her body would be her own, as long as her body was not broken, it should be fine.

The girl Wushuang raised her head violently and looked at the woman in black kneeling on the ground, "Go, go back to Sheng'an immediately to find the master, tell the master everything that happened, and ask the master to send someone to the cliff behind the Xiangguo Temple, you must find Ling Yiyi, and you must see the corpse if you live to see people die!" ”

She doesn't want to die yet, her body is so weak that she needs someone to support her when she walks, she needs Ling Yiyi's body, no matter what! At least until the next body is found, fused with her soul.

"No!"

The woman in black got up respectfully, quietly climbed out of the window as she came, and soon disappeared into the night.

In another small courtyard, a dim oil lamp was still lit in a certain side room, and the beautiful Meng Ru leaned on the soft couch, elegant and charming with a charming figure that made people want to fly away, and there was a pair of vicious eyes on her gentle and beautiful face.

Her four big maids Yixia stood respectfully behind Meng Ru, Yiqiu and Yidong stood at the door of the wing, the cold wind kept blowing, and the biting cold made them keep pinching their little red hands, and their feet couldn't help but stomp on the ground, looking at the courtyard and outside with their eyes guarded.

A maid wearing a cloak walked in from outside the courtyard, quietly walked into Meng Rutian's wing, and ripped off the cloak on her head as she walked, revealing a familiar little face, which was Meng Rutian's eldest maid Yichun.

Yichun pulled the black cloak and respectfully stepped forward to curtsy, "Miss, I sent someone to ask, when will the person arrive?" ”

"What?" Meng Rutian sat up immediately when he heard this, his vicious eyes were like poisonous snakes, and his soft voice was very gentle, "Haven't you sent it yet?" ”

Yichun shrank her shoulders in fear, didn't dare to look directly at Meng Rutian, and nodded subconsciously.

Meng Ru slapped his palm hard on the couch, made a muffled sound, glanced at Yichun, and shot his gaze in the direction of the back mountain, "Waste!" So many people can't catch a weak woman who has been drugged, it's really useless waste! ”

As he spoke, Meng Ru slapped his little hand on the soft couch again, venting the anger and unwillingness in his heart, the feeling of a chess mistake filled his chest, and his sharp eyes swept the four big girls in the room.

"Yichun went to the front yard and asked them to wait for Miss Ben, and Yixia went over there and asked if she had drugged the man! Yiqiu goes out to find out the news! Yidong go make a cup of tea! ”

The four big maidens saluted respectfully, "No! After getting up, they went to work.

At the bottom of the cliff, overgrown with weeds and insects chirping softly, barren and uninhabited, there was no light in the night, and the hazy moonlight hid in the clouds.

Ling Yiyi, who was weak and weak, was soaked, gritted her teeth and pulled the unconscious Lou Baiyu with both hands, and tried all the strength of her body to pull the unconscious Lou Baiyu to the shore.