The next morning, before dawn, Wanjing sent Chu Yun to call Lin Yu up. Lin Yu walked to the gate of the villa with his eyes open, but saw that the evening mirror was waiting for him with two dark circles under his eyes, and he couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with you?" Didn't sleep well? ”

Wanjing covered her mouth and yawned, "I'll talk to you in detail later, let's go up to the Urn Mountain to find the Xuan Dao Chief first." With that, he stepped on a small stool and got into the car. Zhang He led the horse and looked at Lin Yu, which means: Do you want to drive or ride a horse?

Before Lin Yu could speak, he listened to the evening mirror and said, "Let Zhang He drive." It made Lin Yu feel depressed. Zhang He hung the wind lantern in front of the car and drove the carriage to the direction of the inverted urn mountain. Lin Yu then got on the horse, but as soon as he put the reins down, the horse followed the car, and he took a nap with his hands in his hands.

When he arrived at the foot of the inverted urn mountain, it was already dawn, and Zhang He parked the carriage in a secluded and shady place according to the instructions of the evening mirror. Lin Yu woke up and stretched and jumped off the horse, only to see that the carriage of the evening mirror was tightly wrapped with felt, so he asked Zhang He: "Didn't this felt just withdraw a while ago, why did you wrap it again?" ”

"What the young lady ordered, the little ones don't know very well." Zhang He replied honestly.

As he spoke, the evening mirror jumped out of the carriage, turned around and carefully plugged the gaps in the felt curtains. Lin Yuyue figured out what Wanjing was doing, but it was inconvenient to ask more in front of Zhang He.

"Zhang He, you are watching the carriage here, don't go away, and don't open this curtain." Wanjing earnestly instructed Zhang He, and Zhang He naturally complied. Wanjing is still a little uneasy, and wants to give a few more words but is worried that it will arouse Zhang He's curiosity, which is counterproductive. Zhang He is a smart person, and when he saw Wanjing like this, he understood seven or eight points, "It's good that Miss believes Zhang He." ”

Wanjing smiled reassuringly and followed Lin Yu to the inverted urn mountain.

When I arrived at the gate of Qingliangguan, I saw Yueben, the nurse of Jiyue Villa, standing with his waist crossed like a door god, staring so round that his eyes were bloodshot, which made Wanjing feel a little funny.

"The fat man didn't go out, did he?" Lin Yu asked.

Yueben bowed his hand to say goodbye, "Don't worry, young master, I've been guarding this door, and Yuehua is patrolling around, he won't be able to run for a while." ”

When he entered the Taoist temple and found the Xuan Dao chief, the fat man was drinking porridge with a depressed face, and a small burden was placed on his leg. It doesn't mean that he doesn't want to run away, but he really didn't make it. Lin Yu asked Yue Ben to look at Xuan Dao Chang just worried that he would be asked to leave again, but now that he saw the burden on his legs, he couldn't help but be suspicious.

Wanjing walked to Xuan Dao Chang's side with a calm expression, dusted off the bench and sat down, and looked at Xuan Dao Chang who was swallowing porridge with a smile. Seeing that he couldn't swallow it anymore, he put the bowl on the table and said angrily: "Jiyue Villa is a bully?!" Don't say that I have promised you to return Li Kun's life and soul, even if I don't care about this matter at all, I won't care about it! It's too much. ”

"Ignore the loss?" Wan Jing pinched the chopsticks on the table with his fingers, dipped some porridge and drew on the table, "Why do you want to run away regardless of the loss?" Dao Chief, you let us find our souls, we found them; Monk Huairen asked him to find the cause, and we also found it, if you continue to pretend to be stupid like this, don't blame Jiyue Villa for bullying people. After Wanjing finished speaking, he put the chopsticks on the table.

Xuan Dao stretched his short neck to refute, but when he looked down at the table, his face changed, and his momentum also shrank. After a long silence, he raised his head, "Who told you?" ”

"Liu Yuzhu."

"She......" Xuan Dao stood up with a long sigh, and the bench behind his ass fell to the ground with a thud. He looked at the evening mirror in disbelief, and after a while, he lowered his voice and asked, "Alive?" Or ......"

"Looks like you guessed it, if she had lived, she wouldn't have these things." Wanjing sighed and stood up, and said with some sincerity: "Dao Chief, please come forward to end this matter, don't let my younger brother lose his life in vain." ”

Xuan Dao Chang looked down at the desktop, and those three words had gradually faded. It's like he thought that things would fade away back then, but after all, what should have come is still here.