Qianwan stood by the locust tree, looking at the golden leaves full of branches, and her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Mu Qing chased after him, and when he saw this place, he was stunned for a long time, and swallowed his saliva, "Why did you come here?" ”

"The Heavenly Master has been here."

As soon as Mu Qing wanted to ask why, a golden leaf of a locust tree flew in front of him, "This is what I picked up in the firewood room." ”

"Isn't this Gorse?" Mu Qing was stunned.

Qianwan said coldly, "This is the golden-leaved black locust." ”

"What? This is a locust leaf?! Mu Qing was obviously frightened, "Why do you plant and plant locust in the backyard...... And this place, I was here last night. ”

Huai is the wood of the ghosts, and it often gathers yin and evil.

He had followed the baby's laughter last night, and when he saw that it was a deserted clearing, he turned back, and this ......

No way......

Belch.

I feel cold for Sako......

And on this sunny day under the scorching sun, he actually had a feeling of a cloudy wind.

Qianwan's thin lips pursed into a line, and she didn't feel the slightest anger underground, but this locust tree was so luxuriant.

Pick open the haystack next to the locust tree to reveal the yellow soil underneath.

The sleeves of her clothes were pulled, and when she looked back, Mu Qing was pitifully tugging at her cuffs, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat, which was obviously frightened.

"Back to ...... Why don't you ......" After making up a big drama in his brain, Mu Qing was trembling even at this time.

Qianwan rolled her eyes in her heart.

Isn't this Shaoqing of Dali Temple? How dare is it as big as a pinhole?

"Guess what's hidden down here?"

Mu Qing lit a piece of wax for himself, tentatively picked up the yellow soil with the soles of his feet, and quickly took two steps back.

"Ahhhh——!!h A scream pierced the sky, startling several birds.

Qianwan stepped on the edge of the wall, put her hands on her chest, looked at Mu Qing condescendingly, and then looked away with disgust.

After Mu Qing finished yelling, he also calmed down, raised his head to meet the disdainful eyes of Qianwan, coughed dryly twice, pointed at the yellow soil, and wanted to save his image, "Cough, this master is dazzling." ”

Qianwan looked in the direction he pointed, his eyes changed suddenly, he jumped down from a high place, half-squatted down and picked up the yellow soil, "There is something." ”

"What?"

Mu Qing took a look, and suddenly felt that his scalp was numb and he had goosebumps all over his body.

I saw that all the red soil was hidden under the yellow soil, and what was picked out was a small phalange, and after all the weeds were lifted, the black insects crawling out densely made him creepy.

These two locust trees grow in this kind of soil, and they have not lost their vitality, which is ...... It is a tree raised by blood.

"Heavenly ......"

Rao is the bloody scene he has seen in the prison, and it is not as strong as the visual impact that this time gave him, "Here...... Result...... What secrets are still hiding......"

Qianwan glanced at him, "So Governor Liu and Heavenly Master are dead." ”

"You mean—" Mu Qing came back to his senses.

"Lin Wan." Xuanji walked over from the hallway.

"What's going on?" Qianwan raised eyebrows.

Xuanji looked at her and explained, "When the poor monk returned to the pavilion, he heard an exclamation, so he came to take a look. ”

"Mystic Mage." Mu Qing didn't dare to despise the young monk in front of him, so he bowed his hands and said, "Could it be that the source of the Gu worm is here?" ”

"No, it won't." Qianwan categorically cut off Mu Qing's words.

Xuanji wondered, "But what's wrong?" ”

"The mage knows that there are two acacia in this courtyard, and we see the ...... underground."

"Lord Shaoqing." Qianye's eyes suddenly turned cold.

The threat implied in this look was too deterrent, and Mu Qing moved his mouth and didn't say anything.

Xuanji heard it in a fog, and said to Qianwan, "The poor monk should go and have a look." ”

"Don't go." Qianwan looked at him disapprovingly.

"The poor monk also came here yesterday"

Qianye clenched the sword in her hand and watched Xuanji slowly walk under the locust tree, the white monk's robe swept over the weeds, making a rustling sound.

Xuanji's fingertips touched the red soil, realized that it was human blood, and fell back two steps in shock, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, he never thought that the undead he had crossed last night were actually imprisoned in this place of death.

Qianwan sighed.

Looking at the young man sitting under the locust tree with his eyes closed and silently reciting the scriptures, he actually felt a little distressed.

All sentient beings are suffering, and the milk doll is so precocious, practicing Mahayana and psychic Buddhism, and wishing to endure hardship through sentient beings......

Is it worth it?