172. Self-help
Lingyu waited outside for a while, and Tu Qiurong came out and casually threw a few Qiankun bags to her: "This Jiang Fengnian has some ability, there are a few corpses in the formation, presumably the one who was deceived by him." β
"Senior Sister Tu, what about others?" She asked in a low voice.
"Killed." Tu Qiurong said lightly.
"......," Lingyu sighed.
Seeing that her feelings were low, Tu Qiurong didn't leave, and sat down on the root of the coiled tree: "Senior sister, those who do it to themselves must be killed mercilessly, your sword cultivation is the most decisive in killing, you should know this truth better than me." β
Lingyu sat down next to her and nodded, "I understand." "She was in a bad mood, not because of Jiang Fengnian's death.
"Then you care about what he says?"
ββ¦β¦ Well. Lingyu hesitated for a moment, "I'm wondering, is my idea really too naΓ―ve?" β
Tu Qiurong chuckled and looked at her with a gentle maternal gaze: "You are like this, it is really different from when you first came to Lanyue Peak. β
"Oh?" Lingyu was slightly stunned, "What's the difference?" β
Tu Qiurong showed a look of reminiscence, and muttered: "On the surface, he is very low-key, but his eyes are arrogant, and the whole person is full of energy, with a kind of sharp spirit unique to young people, and self-righteousness. β
Lingyu was stunned for a moment: "Huh? β
Her appearance amused Tu Qiurong, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch her head: "This shows that you are a very confident person, but you lack polishing." β
Lingyu scratched her head embarrassedly: "So I'm arrogant?" She also thought she was low-key. You see, when you go to the guard room to do things, no one can be offended. Go to the small sword pool to cultivate. As soon as he went, he was dismounted by Qian Jiale. Still swallowed that breath. Is she arrogant? Obviously very knowledgeable about current affairs and very tolerant, right?
"Your arrogance is in your bones, and that's not a bad thing." Tu Qiurong said, "Don't worry about this, in short, the same person's ideas will change in different periods." As long as you live, what you once believed will be overturned. All you can hold on to is your heart. β
"Something you can hold...... Only the heart? Lingyu muttered to herself.
"Don't suspect that your ideas are wrong because of someone else's words, many times, it is not a question of right and wrong, but just different ideas, different concepts, and different paths."
"......" Lingyu raised her head in confusion, "Senior Sister Tu, it's so complicated." β
Tu Qiurong smiled. There was no reply.
Lingyu thought for a while, and then said, "But." I think he has a point. β
"Hmm......" Tu Qiurong pondered for a moment and asked, "Then let me ask an essential question, why do you want to save people?" β
"This ......" Lingyu couldn't answer a little, and said after a while, "I didn't think too much about it, I just felt that it should be done." Not long ago, we fought together, shouldn't we be saved? β
"That's fine." Tu Qiurong spread his hands, "You still regard them as comrades-in-arms, that's why you saved people." β
"Uh......" Lingyu felt that she didn't have such lofty thoughts, but just habitually continued her previous practices. She is not a selfless person, but within her ability, she is still willing to lend a hand.
"I've heard you talk about the Nether before, and although you've met bad guys, overall the atmosphere is peaceful. After coming to the Cangming Realm and entering the sect, the people around you will retain a good heart. So you have a gentle attitude and are willing to trust the people around you. But that Jiang Fengnian is not like this, I don't know what kind of experience he has, presumably the environment is very different from yours, so when something happens, the first thing he thinks about is how to survive. Tu Qiurong said eloquently, not in a hurry, "Your concepts are different, and your practices are naturally different." It's hard for me to say who's right and who's wrong, and there's no right or wrong way to do things, only what is appropriate. What we can do is to protect ourselves and hold our hearts. β
Looking at Lingyu's expression, as if he understood, and as if he was still confused, Tu Qiurong smiled: "Don't think about it, in short, don't be tempted by others, according to the situation, choose the way to deal with it, there is no right or wrong, only suitable and unsuitable." β
As she spoke, she stood up and regained her usual solemn expression: "Let's go, we still have a lot of things to do." β
Returning to the original place, the sky gradually brightened, and the two gave up continuing the search and brought the surviving monk back to Yuyang Mountain to settle down.
Half a day later, those with less serious injuries woke up.
Lingyu heard movement in the stone house, and was about to go in to take a look, when she saw someone break out. This is a young man in the early stage of foundation building, looking at the clothes, which small sect disciple should be. He stumbled out of the stone house, saw Lingyu and Tu Qiurong sitting not far away, and ran towards them.
As soon as the two of them stood up, they heard the young man open his mouth and say, "Where is my Qiankun bag?" "The tone is not good.
Lingyu was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, the young man twisted his eyebrows and said again: "Hurry up and return me!" β
Tu Qiurong sat back, pulled Lingyu with his hand, and looked cold: "What do you mean by this, Daoyou?" Your bag, how do we know? β
Her face was clear and majestic, and her strength was strong, and just one sentence shocked this young man.
The young man swept over the two of them suspiciously: "You didn't take it? β
Tu Qiurong snorted coldly and replied disdainfully. They searched and rescued before, and the dead naturally took the Qiankun bag, and those who were not dead did not move. However, there are not only the two of them who survived, I don't know how many people like Jiang Fengnian, who would care if they were alive or not, and just took the Qiankun bag and left.
Not to mention others, a few of the living people who turned out of the stumps of the corpse on the first day of Lingyu woke up and directly took the other people's Qiankun bags away.
As he was talking, someone inside woke up again, this person was in the middle of the foundation building, and he looked like he was thirty or forty years old, and when he saw the three of them, he slowly walked over and bowed, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Dare to ask how many people rescued each other?" Thank you very much. β
Hearing this, Lingyu felt a little more comfortable, and finally had a normal person. Think about yourself, work hard to save people, the first words of people are not thanks, but blame, and the mood is bad enough.
"You don't have to be polite. Have a seat. β
The middle-aged monk bowed again. I sat down. He looked up at the young man again: "This fellow Daoist ......"
The young man's face was a little ugly, not only because of his injury, but also because of embarrassment, so he reluctantly bowed to Lingyu and the others: "Thank you two for saving each other, I am still seriously injured, go back to rest first." Without waiting for them to answer, he went back to the stone house.
After the person returned to the house, Lingyu took a bamboo cup that Zhu Liancheng had left behind. He poured a glass of water and handed it to the middle-aged monk.
"Thank you." The middle-aged monk took it with a smile, drank all the water, put down the bamboo cup, cleared his throat, and arched his hand again, "Contemptible people are happy, one is a loose cultivator, I don't know what to call the two?" β
"Tu Qiurong."
"Cheng Lingyu."
"It turned out to be Tu Daoyou and Cheng Daoyou, look at the appearance of the two. Is it a member of the Taibai Sect? β
"Exactly." Tu Qiurong looked at You Xing's face, "Fellow Daoist." How are you injured? β
You Xing covered his chest, coughed, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's mainly a flesh injury, but it takes a lot of time to recuperate." β
Most of the surviving monks have means of self-defense and react quickly, and seeing You Xing like this, you know that he has a lot of experience. In particular, his Qiankun bag was obviously lost, but he was very calm, as if there was no such thing at all.
"Dare to ask the two fellow Daoists, what happened? Why did the camp suddenly send us away, and the flying boat was attacked halfway? β
"We don't know about this either." Tu Qiurong shook his head, "It happened too suddenly, there was no news from the sect, and we were also confused." β
"Is that so......" You Xing thought for a while, "I remember, first the Buddha bell of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda rang, and then the Yuan Ying seniors went to the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, and then, the camp formation was closed, and then there was a riot...... Well, it didn't take long for someone to send us away. β
"Yes."
You Xing looked up and asked, "Both, how long has it been since the incident?" β
"Daoyou refers to the time when the flying boat was attacked?" Tu Qiurong calculated and said, "I don't know the specifics, we were also in a coma before, about three or five days." β
"Did you come up with something?" Lingyu asked. Seeing You Xing like this, he is a think tank, and he may be able to see something.
You Xing did not answer immediately, but picked up a charred branch and drew it on the ground.
Lingyu saw that he was drawing the relationship between the events, as well as the order before and after.
After a while, You Xing shook his head: "There is too little information to infer it, so I can only guess roughly." He pointed to the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda with a branch, "There is something wrong with the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, this is needless to say." β
Lingyu nodded. Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda is the forbidden place of Bailuan, and everyone knows it.
"The dispatch of the Yuanying Monk must not be a trivial matter." The branch swiped down, "The camp is closed, there are two possibilities, one is that the predecessor of Yuan Ying can't solve the problem of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, so he takes the initiative to close it, and the other is that it is forced to close by the troublemakers." One thing is certain, the problem of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda has not been solved. β
You Xing's thinking was very clear, and the two nodded in agreement. If the problem of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda is solved, Bailuan will not have to be abandoned at all.
"As for sending us away, there is only one purpose, that is, to give up the White Deer Nunnery and preserve our strength - the question is, even if the camp is closed, with those Yuanying seniors here, can't they keep us?" The branch in You Xing's hand was on the last flying boat, "There is only one possibility, Yuanying seniors, you can't take care of yourself." β
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You Xing threw away the branch and frowned: "This matter is really terrifying, no matter what the seniors do, there are already aftermaths waiting for them." The accident in the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda attracted the Yuanying seniors, and then trapped them, then closed the camp, disturbed people's hearts, and then forced them to abandon the camp and transfer people, and there was an ambush on the road for a long time. β
"Conspiracy ......," Lingyu whispered.
"Yes, I'm afraid it's a conspiracy against the four major camps, a conspiracy against all the human monks in Lingcang." You Xing pondered, "If the other camps are intact, in three or five days, the Imperial Wind Academy and Danxin Pavilion should have reacted and started to save people." β
He looked up at his surroundings: "Two, where is this, is it safe?" Could it be that the rescue has been carried out a long time ago, we don't know here? β
Lingyu and Tu Qiurong glanced at each other and replied, "It's safe here. However, we didn't come back until dawn, and there was no one to rescue the place where the flying boat was attacked. β
"......," You Xing said softly, "there should be an accident in the other camps, and we have to save ourselves." (To be continued.) )