Yang Shouwen's footsteps paused, and then returned to normal.

In fact, as early as when he landed on Sanshan Island, he had already felt the invisible pressure that permeated this small island.

Will the Annanites be without eyeliner?

They want to do things on this island, and they can't rely on the island's aborigines alone.

Therefore, Yang Shouwen believes that those Annan people must still have eyeliner. From the moment they landed on the island, they were already aware of each other.

"Hmm!"

Yang Shouwen lowered his head and mumbled in a barely audible voice.

Ming Shisan immediately understood what Yang Shouwen meant, and after coughing twice, he pointed to the mountain range in front of him with his hand, "There are a lot of medicinal herbs over there, which are exactly what I need for refining medicine this time." Let's hurry up, collect the medicine, and get out of here early. ”

With that, she walked ahead and walked straight to the top of the mountain.

In the air, there is a gray harrier eagle circling.

Yang Shouwen looked through the gaps in the branches and leaves, his eyes narrowed, and he had a judgment in his heart.

It's a pity that Da Yu is not here, otherwise how can this harrier eagle be rampant? But Dayu is too eye-catching! Everyone knows that it is his Yang Shouwen's pet. If Dayu appeared here, wouldn't he tell the other party that he had already come?

Forget it, and bear with me.

Thinking of this, Yang Shouwen immediately sped up and caught up with Ming Thirteen.

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These three mountain islands are very famous in later generations.

However, during this period, it was still an unexplored desert island.

There are many birds and animals on the island, and there are even insects and snakes that hide in the shadows. Fortunately, before Ming 13 landed on the island, he gave Yang Shouwen a sachet and asked him to wear it on his body. Seeing Ming Thirteen's skillful movements, he knew that she lived in the wild all year round. In that sachet. Contains the medicine she has refined. Yang Shouwen didn't smell anything, but he could make the insects and snakes retreat.

Rao is like this, and he still encountered several dangers along the way.

The most dangerous time, there was a silver snake hiding in a tree and almost bit Yang Shouwen.

I don't know what weapon Ming Thirteen used, Yang Shouwen saw a flash of silver light in front of him. Then the krait became two.

Two bamboo baskets, already filled with a lot of herbs.

Yang Shouwen finally saw the West Wind Temple, but he was stunned!

The so-called West Wind Temple is actually a ruined wall. The gable had been reduced to ruins, and most of the hall had collapsed, and even the roof was gone. The only thing that can be settled is a meditation room, which is also leaking on all sides.

Yang Shouwen saw half a plaque in the ruins, on which only the word 'West Wind' was written.

When the two of them reached the top of the mountain. Suddenly, a rumbling thunder was heard.

A bolt of lightning tore through the dark clouds that covered the sky, followed by a torrential downpour......

"Yin Jiu, come into the meditation room."

Ming 13 shouted and had already rushed into the meditation room.

Yang Shouwen's movements were not slow, and he followed and ran in. But Rao was like this, and most of his clothes were wet.

After entering the meditation room. Ming 13 took off the hat on his head and placed it on the meditation bed that was only half left.

She walked to the door. Looking at the rain curtain outside the house, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Yang Shouwen sat on the ground next to him, took a towel from the bamboo basket, and wiped the rain off his face.

He happened to see the smile on Ming Thirteen's face, and he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart. It was immediately clear that there was a mystery.

Could it be that Ming 13 has already counted this heavy rain?

In fact, you can guess the clue by looking at the weather.

However, Ming 13 was obviously prepared, which surprised Yang Shouwen.

Thinking of the identity of Ming Shisan's monks, he suddenly had a rather peculiar thought: Could it be that she can call the wind and rain?

Come to think of it. Yang Shouwen couldn't help but laugh.

Okay, Ming Thirteen is a little girl who is a monk, and not Zhuge Kongming, who is wiser than a demon?

There were no weather forecasts in those days, and most people had some small means of judging the weather. And among them, the monks are more proficient. Therefore, in the history of the wild, there is often a kind of bridge where the monks call for wind and rain.

"Okay, no more pretending."

Yang Shouwen raised his head in surprise and looked at Ming Thirteen.

"With such heavy rain, it's time for that harrier to go back...... There's nowhere to hide around here, so you can talk. ”

"Can you talk?"

Yang Shouwen listened, let out a long breath, and put the towel down.

Ming 13 ignored him, but stood at the door and said softly: "This rain will not stop for a while and a half, so we have enough reasons to stay here." That's why I'm urging you to act, if you're late, you'll be drenched in soup...... Let's observe here tonight, looking for each other's whereabouts. ”

"Didn't Mingxiu say that the immortal sleep in the lower reaches of the Golden Rooster Stone?

Do you know what looks like a golden rooster on this island? ”

Ming 13 glanced at Yang Shouwen, "The so-called golden rooster, turtle, and old dragon head...... To put it bluntly, it's just people's personal opinions. Ming Laosi said 'Golden Rooster Stone', maybe he thinks it is like it, but you and I may not see it.

Since he asked us to find the West Wind Temple first, he would never be untargeted.

Let's just wait for the 'golden rooster' to appear. Perhaps, only here, can you see the 'golden rooster'. ”

After speaking, Ming 13 showed an expression of 'you don't understand anything'.

Yang Shouwen found that the female Taoist aunt in front of him, who was about the same age as him, was a little cold on the surface, and her temperament might also be a little weird. It is inevitable that she lives alone on this desolate island all year round, which is colder and more eccentric, and it is also reasonable. But in fact, she is still a girl in her cardamom years, with the unique tsundere attributes of girls. Seeing Ming Thirteen like this, Yang Shouwen was also relieved, and then laughed out loud.

"Laughing at what? From now on, shut up. ”

Ming Thirteen said viciously, then walked into the house, took out a futon from the package he was carrying, and put it on the ground.

She sat cross-legged and said in a deep voice, "You are guarding the door." ”

After speaking, she threw Yang Shouwen a small bag and closed her eyes.

It is not surprising that monks meditate and recite sutras.

Yang Shouwen put the flat shoulder aside, sat on the threshold, leaned against the door frame, and then put the black satchel in front of him and opened the small bag. Inside is some jerky! I didn't see it, this little Dao Gu is a careful girl.

I took a piece and put it in my mouth, well! It tastes good, and it's even a little spicy.

Yang Shouwen turned his head and glanced at Ming Thirteen, then turned around.

Outside, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, accompanied by thunder and lightning, shrouding the entire Sanshan Island in a thick layer of mist.

The dragon qi of Changqi connects the three mountains, and Ze Ji stretches for a while.

The smoke and water are divided into settlements, and Penglai is actually in the world.

This is a poem by Wu Zhuang in the Qing Dynasty, which describes this Sanshan Island.

At this moment, in Yang Shouwen's view, Sanshan Island can indeed be called the Penglai of the world, and it shows a fairyland charm in the rain.

But who would have thought that in such a moving scenery, there would be a murderous undercurrent?

Thinking of this, he sighed, took another piece of jerky and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly. He seemed to be slack. But in fact, his mind was highly concentrated, observing every suspicious place outside the house.

The sky is getting darker.

The pouring rain lasted for half an hour, and then it gradually became lighter.

But even so, the rain was still incessant, making it difficult to walk. Yang Shouwen sat on the threshold, and gradually felt a little sleepy. He shook his head and rubbed his cheeks again to cheer himself up.

Ming 13 sat in the middle of the room, motionless, as if he was asleep.

However, after it was completely dark, she suddenly opened her eyes and whispered, "The rain has stopped." ”

"Huh?"

Yang Shouwen reacted and looked outside the house.

The rain has indeed stopped...... Although there are still a few stars and rain silks floating in the stream, compared to just now, you can hardly care about it.

Ming Shisan stood up from the futon, passed by Yang Shouwen, and walked out of the meditation room.

The air is filled with the unique scent of earth after rain.

She stood outside the door of the meditation room, looking at Sanshan Island, which was shrouded in darkness, and her big bright eyes blinked, as if she was looking for something.

Yang Shouwen also stood up and stood behind Ming Thirteen with a flat pole in his hand.

"Yin Jiu, ignition."

"Huh?"

Yang Shouwen was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ming Thirteen in surprise.

Ming 13 said softly: "Look up, those guys' eyes are here again...... Light a fire and let it discover us. ”

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