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Nan Zhao didn't realize what was going on at first, but when she saw the gravel in front of her, she suddenly knew that the statue of the invincible woman of Zhuang Ziyu had been destroyed by her!

She looked at the sword in her hand blankly, and then looked at the spiritual flower in her hand, and saw that the spirit flower had lost the burning light just now and returned to normal, she quickly turned around and asked Zhuang Ziyu: "Are you okay?" ”

At this moment, Zhuang Ziyu's light blue robe was full of blood he vomited, and he was seriously injured, but because he had just witnessed the whole process of Nan Zhao smashing the woman's statue, he didn't care about his own injuries, and struggled to say: "You--the first sacrifice of the spirit flower!" ”

"What first sacrifice?" Nan Zhao ran in front of him to check on his injuries, but he didn't know what to do.

Zhuang Ziyu waved his hand at her, as if he knew his own situation, he reminded Nan Zhao: "That female statue is made of your appearance, it seems to have something to do with the spirit girl three hundred years ago...... You're a spirit girl! ”

After he said this in one breath, the situation changed a lot, Nan Zhao had many questions to ask, but seeing him so painful, he had to find a place to survive the night first.

She turned around and looked at this deep and quiet black mountain, which really made the sky unspiritual, and the earth and the earth should not be.

She then found the torch when she came, and then turned back to help Zhuang Ziyu.

"I see there is a rock wall in front of me, but I can take shelter from the night wind there, Zhuang Gongzi, can you go?"

Zhuang Ziyu nodded, stood up with Nan Zhao's strength, one arm gently on her shoulder, and the other hand supported the long sword, walking forward slowly and hard.

"You must hold on, wait until tomorrow morning, and I will take you out of the mountain."

Although Nan Zhao said this, she was not a fool, and with such a serious injury, she didn't know if she could survive until dawn.

Zhuang Ziyu did not answer, and was helped by him to lie down on the rock wall.

found that his body temperature was extremely low, Nan Zhao went to the vicinity to pick up some dry firewood and chopped wet firewood to build a fire to keep Zhuang Ziyu warm.

As soon as the fire was lit, she heard Zhuang Ziyu call her: "Nanzhao ......"

"I'm here!" She leaned over and saw the other party's pale face, and felt very uncomfortable.

Although she did not abandon this person and run for her life in the end, Zhuang Ziyu finally saved her twice, and he was still the only heir of the Zhuang family, a rare genius of Taoism, and it was a pity that he died like this.

"If I die, don't bury me!" Zhuang Ziyu asked her.

Nan Zhao didn't understand, but she made up her mind in her heart that if Zhuang Ziyu really died, as a fellow practitioner, she would definitely send his body back to the Zhuang family.

Now hearing the other party's instructions before she died, she had to nod her head again and again.

"Okay, I'm not going to bury you so soon...... Don't worry! When she agreed, she realized that a life was about to die, and her heart sighed, and her eyes moistened!

Zhuang Ziyu looked at her like this, and said in a weak voice: "Don't cry in front of me." ”

She didn't think about anything, but just asked, "Where are you going to cry?" ”

"...... in front of the grave" is more appropriate there.

Nan Zhao was stunned, a little distracted, and said: "Once upon a time, there was a person who said the same thing to me!" ”

And this situation is similar to when they were in the temple at that time, depressed and hopeless.

Zhuang Ziyu also heard her words, and actually heard the emotion in her words, closed his eyes lightly and said, "You blame him......"

Nan Zhao only answered him in silence.

But it is undeniable that she has pinned all her hopes on Shen Rugu.

Even now, she can clearly recall the words he said to Monk Shande that day, that demeanor, and that persistence.

However, she didn't understand why he suddenly changed when she thought she was close to him.

And this time, she was tied to Taizhou by the bearded man, and she encountered so many dangers along the way, but she never saw him appear.

She knew his abilities, and even if she didn't have the physical body, she could still say a few words to her, but as a result, it was as if there was no one like her in the world, and she was not his wife.

Nan Zhao let out a long breath, seeing that Zhuang Ziyu was still listening, as if he had finally found a friend who could dig out his heart, and asked softly: "Zhuang Gongzi understands, pinning all the hope of life on one person, and suddenly, it has become a stupid joke?" ”

She is like this to Shen Ru, and before she can start, she is destined to be a joke.

Zhuang Ziyu acquiesced for a long time before he said: "Perhaps, he can't help himself." ”

Nan Zhao smiled bitterly, "You don't know him. ”

Suffice it to say, no one understands him.

At this moment, compared to the sentence she said to Xunlong when she was seriously injured on Qingyun Mountain, it was obviously the same few words, but there was a lot more bitterness.

Zhuang Ziyu no longer answered her previous question, perhaps knowing that her life was imminent, so after relieving for a long time, she said with her last strength: "Nan Zhao, the image of the woman you saw is not real, it is an illusion from the magic cast by the real murderer behind the scenes, and its magic power is profound, which is beyond my reach...... I'm afraid that if Zhuang Ziyu is given another fifty years, he won't be able to compete with it......"

Nan Zhao didn't understand why he mentioned himself in his words and used his name, but he could deeply feel the helplessness in his words.

After a Taoist who has been talented since he was a child, he spent twenty years of hard training, and when he came, he must have thought that he could fight against the master of the purple bead, but he didn't expect that the lord of the purple bead didn't even show his face, and only used an illusion to seriously hurt him!

Nan Zhao asked curiously, "Why are you looking for the Lord of the Purple Bead?" ”

"The sea of blood is a deep revenge, and you can't help but take revenge!" Zhuang Ziyu was a little excited, coughed violently, and spit blood out of his mouth again.

Nan Zhao helped him and wanted to help him do something, but he couldn't do anything.

At this time, the other party took out a yellowed book from his robe, which read "Zhuang's Secret Record", and it was also stained with blood.

Zhuang Ziyu solemnly said to her: "This book is all the unique knowledge that has been passed down by the ancestors of my Zhuang family for several generations...... I give you ......"

Nan Zhao was really ashamed, she said: "I really can't accept such a valuable gift. ”

The dealer is a highly respected Taoist family in the Taoist gate, this thing has a history of thousands of years, even if there is no heir to inherit the dealer in the future, it is also necessary to find a respected person to inherit this book, she is just a bad thing in the mouth of the world.

Zhuang Ziyu said in a deep voice: "I gave you this book, not for nothing! ”

"If Senior Brother Zhuang has any last words, you can tell Nan Zhao!" Although she is no longer a person in the Daomen, she saw the awe-inspiring righteousness in the original Daomen in Zhuang Ziyu, this senior brother, she came from the heart.

Zhuang Ziyu said: "I have a deep hatred of the sea of blood, but today I died in its hands, I really don't look at death, I only want to get this book, he can complete Ziyu's unavenged revenge after learning from my Zhuang family every day...... But in this world, there is no one in the world who has this ability except you......"

Before, she always felt that Zhuang Ziyu and Shen Ruyu were very similar, but after listening to this, she felt that they were fundamentally different.

In Shen Rugu's eyes, she Nanzhao can't support the wall with mud, but in Zhuang Ziyu's eyes, she carries an extraordinary mission, so she is tumbling with emotions in her heart, lest she can't handle such a big hope.

The other party also knew what she was afraid of, and spoke again: "The prophecy once said that the Linghua appeared in the world, and the world was in chaos, and the world always attributed the fault to one person, but ignored the sins of the whole world, Nan Zhao...... If you don't want to die without a place to be buried, you can only become a true spirit girl...... And I can help you with the secret record......"

If you don't want to die and have no place to be buried, you can only become a real spirit girl!

This sentence woke up Nan Zhao as if he was drinking it as a head.

Now in this situation, she really should seek all help, so she didn't postpone it anymore, nodded vigorously, and took the "Zhuang's Secret Record" with tears.

Zhuang Ziyu saw that she had received the family heirloom book, so he closed his eyes with confidence!

Nan Zhao has followed his master since he was a child, and he has done things for others, and he should have seen through the parting of life and death, but he still couldn't control his regret and sadness; Because she promised Zhuang Ziyu not to bury him after his death, she planned to send his body to a nearby Taoist temple first.

The most difficult part of the road was to bring the corpse out of the dense black mountain, so she went to the vicinity and cut down the green vines and branches, tied them into a bundle, and tied the corpse tightly to it.

In this way, Nan Zhao turned her back to the direction of the sunrise, slashing a new path with her sword, dragging the corpse much heavier than herself.

I don't know how long she walked, the palms of her hands were grinding out blood, and her body was also scraped with countless wounds from branches and trees, and she fell into the mud puddle...... I feel like I'll never be able to get out of this mountain forest, so I want to lie down like this, never get up again, and face all the hardships in this world.

But when she closed her eyes, she thought of the tragic death of her master, the suffering of the twelve bone sealing needles she had suffered, and Zhuang Ziyu's bequest, she gritted her teeth, got up again, looked for the way down the mountain, and stumbled away.

Finally, she walked out of the Black Mountain and saw the bamboo forests and fields, as well as the smoke-filled farmhouses.

She couldn't remember how long she hadn't eaten, and when she dragged Zhuang Ziyu to the door of the farmhouse, she didn't even say a word, and fell to the ground exhausted.

When she woke up, she was lying in the farmhouse, with a change of clothes and patches, and she was still clean.

There was no one around, she remembered Zhuang Ziyu's corpse, she didn't care about anything, and rushed out of the house in a panic to find it, in fact, she didn't know where it was, so she just went to find it.

At this time, a mother-in-law's voice came from the side: "It's raining at night, you want to find it, I'll help you drag it to the firewood room, you can also come and drink hot soup——"

Only then did Nan Zhao notice that a blind mother-in-law was sitting in a simple stove room, stirring a hot pot with a spoon.

She went to see Zhuang Ziyu's body, and after it was indeed placed in the firewood room, she returned to the stove room and asked, "Mother-in-law, did you save me?" ”

"You will fall in front of the door, and I will just give you a hot soup to drink, save? Can't afford it! The old woman sighed and handed her a bowl of hot soup to the people gathered around the pot.

She held it in the palm of her hand and thanked her again and again.

After drinking, she noticed that there was only the blind mother-in-law here, and she seemed to have no other relatives.

The blind mother-in-law first asked her, "Girl, where are you going with a corpse alone?" ”

"Go where I can be detached for him, no matter how far away, I will go!" Nan Zhao said firmly.

In the godless old eyes of the blind mother-in-law, when she heard this, tears flashed, and she said abruptly: "My son Xiaodong has not returned home for ten years, and the old body has been waiting for ten years, and he has long been looking forward to it, and now, the old body has not many days to wait, and I just want to see my ......son again before he dies."

When Nan Zhao heard this, he felt very uncomfortable.

And this world is so big, the world is impermanent, how many living people leave with regrets, but after death, because of the obsession before death, they are willing to turn into lonely souls and cannot make a living......

"Mother-in-law, can you give me your son's birth date?" Although he is not good at learning, Nan Zhao is also a close disciple of Qingyunzi, and it is not difficult to make a fortune telling.

The mother-in-law quickly reported Xiaodong's eight characters to her, she recorded it on the ground with a bamboo stick, and began to typeset, and not long after, her brows furrowed.

In Xiaodong's eight characters, at the age of thirty, Yangshou is over!

The mother-in-law had been waiting by her for a long time and asked her, "Girl, what do you want Xiaodong's eight characters to do?" ”

Nan Zhao wiped the words written on the ground and asked softly, "Mother-in-law, how old is Xiaodong this year?" ”

The mother-in-law almost didn't think about it, so she blurted out: "On the ninth day of the next month, it will be forty!" ”

In other words, Xiaodong died ten years ago!

It's a pity that he has been dead for ten years, but his old mother is still waiting for him to come back alive, thinking about it day and night, looking forward to it night and night, and even looking forward to losing his eyes!

And in this world, I don't know how many people like Xiaodong have killed other villagers.

Now, knowing that Xiaodong is dead, Nan Zhao took out the only few copper coins on his body, and planned to put on a hexagram for Xiaodong again, the copper coins settled in the porcelain bowl, Nan Zhao carefully interpreted and found that this hexagram said that Xiaodong died in the east of his home, a place by water.

Nan Zhao didn't know, how to tell her mother-in-law the news, even if she said it, her mother-in-law had waited for her son for ten years, and what she was waiting for was a death, and the bones were not there, she was blind, how to find her son's bones?

It is said that Nan Zhao shouldered the responsibility of sending Zhuang Ziyu's body back to the Taoist Temple at this time, and he should not be nosy, but this mother-in-law is so pitiful, and when she was so weak that she only had one breath left, she fell in front of her mother-in-law.

Therefore, she has made up her mind in her heart to go to the east to see in person, if she can find Xiaodong's bones and bury them well, it will also end her mother-in-law's indefinite waiting!

So as soon as the morning dawned, she explained to her mother-in-law, and went to the east alone, but after walking for most of the day, she did not see the place near the water as shown in the hexagram; Go further, but I am afraid that I can't go back before dark, she has to go back the same way, but before the mother-in-law's thatched house, but see a few horses parked in front of the house, Nan Zhaohu suspects, mother-in-law lives alone, no one else comes to visit, so the person must be because of her.

Those horses looked very valuable, and they were by no means common people, and a name immediately appeared in her mind.

Shen Rusu!

Is it Shen Rugu, did you find it?

A certain expectation that had been suppressed in her heart for many days seemed to be awakened!

She ran back to the grass hut as fast as she could, her face flushed with exhaustion, and she gasped for breath, but when she saw the people coming, all her expressions were frozen on her face!

In those days, when Nan Zhao was tied up in the carriage by the bearded man and others, she cursed Shen Rugu over and over again, but when she saw someone looking for her, she forgot about those curses, as long as he was willing to come to her, even if it was later, she didn't care.

It's a pity that the person who came was not Shen Ru......

"King Tai'an......" Nan Zhao was a little surprised, but the most on his face was a wordless loss.

King Tai'an is still so humble and elegant, and the aristocratic atmosphere exuded from the inside makes this already simple thatched house even more dilapidated.

"Nanzhao ......" King Tai'an looked up and down and just ran in, wearing a coarse cloth patch country girl, looking at her face was haggard and scratched, almost unrecognizable.

"How did King Tai'an find here?"

"The dignified Tai'an Palace, it's not difficult to find someone." After speaking, King Tai'an walked up to her and whispered to her: "In the future, when you are outside, you don't have to call me King Tai'an, just call me admiration." ”

The name of the king of Tai'an is Zhou Yang, admiration is actually his word, few people know it, but now he has told Nanzhao, which shows the importance of her.

And Nan Zhao knew that her identity was very different, and she didn't really accept such a close title, she was thinking at the moment, even the king of Tai'an had been found, and the one surnamed Shen was afraid that he was dead!

If he is really dead, it doesn't hurt to be a widow himself, and he hates that he is not dead, and he is still in the house with his new love.

Zhou Yang knew what she was missing, and he didn't break it, but only said carefully: "My spies chased the gang who tied you all the way to Taizhou, and last night I learned that you were brought into Montenegro, that place has been many years and no one dared to enter, and those who went in before did not come back alive, and the king is also worried that something will happen to you, this morning I heard that the spies came to report, and someone saw you appear near here, so I came to find out in person, and as a result, in the dark, you and I seem to be particularly fateful, and I really let me find you!" ”

Speaking of this, he seemed to have some reproach and said: "You have been away from home for a few days before you are out of danger, and it is very dangerous to be alone, you should know that my fiefdom is in Taizhou, why didn't you come to me when you went out of the mountain last night?" ”

Nan Zhao listened with his head down all the time, and secretly explained sadly: "I have met with the prince in Pingshui, and I have been rescued many times, and I really can't stand such a generous treatment from the prince, and it is impossible to rush to bother him. ”

Zhou Yang was obviously stunned when he heard her words.

As the dignified king of Taizhou, his status is noble, and he has long been accustomed to the flattery of others in this life, which is rare to be good to anyone, but he is so unpopular, which is really unexpected.

However, he has a very good temperament, and he asked with a smile: "Pingshui meeting?" ”

Nan Zhao immediately realized that he had used the wrong words, so he changed his words and said: "No, the prince has a life-saving grace for me, and it is because of this that Nan Zhao does not dare to disturb the prince." ”

"Why?" King Tai'an looked down at her carefully, and could see every touch of charm between her eyebrows.

She never dared to look at the other party's clear and handsome eyes, and replied with her eyes lowered: "Because Nanzhao has no way to repay the prince's great kindness except for a disaster and accident!" ”

Zhou Yang nodded, as if affirming her words.

But not long after, he asked with concern: "Then how did you escape from those people, and what happened to you in the Black Mountain?" ”

Speaking of this, Nan Zhao thought of Zhuang Ziyu, she didn't want to mention it in front of others, but she thought that King Tai'an had been found, so it was impossible not to know.

"I was going to die, someone saved me!" She said sadly: "However, he died because of this, and it took me a whole day to drag his body out of the Black Mountain, intending to send it to a nearby temple for burial!" ”

Zhou Yang actually just arrived, when his spies were looking for Nan Zhao everywhere, they saw Nan Zhao's clothes hanging in the courtyard, so they found here, and asked the blind mother-in-law about Nan Zhao before, and the mother-in-law had a very tight mouth and didn't say anything, so Zhou Yang was too late to be late at this moment, and there was a male corpse parked in the firewood room!

Now when I heard Nan Zhao talk about it, I asked, "Do you know this person?" ”

Nan Zhao shook his head at first, and then nodded and explained: "I haven't seen him before, but he has a reputation. ”

"Oh? He must have been a man who understood righteousness and was courageous. Zhou Yang said from the bottom of his heart, without any flattery.

Although Nan Zhao didn't know much about Zhuang Ziyu, in Li Zipo's black shop, although he blamed her for being nosy, he still quietly rescued the child who was about to be killed.

Now, he is no longer alive, Nan Zhao really doesn't want the only descendant of the Zhuang family, just like that poor Xiaodong, to die without a name, so she resolutely said his name.

"His surname is Zhuang, his name is Ziyu, and he is a person who is jealous and hateful, and acts morality!"

I didn't want Zhou Yang to hear this name, his expression changed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and repeated the name: "Zhuangzi Yu...... Zhuang Ziyu ......"

Nan Zhao saw that Zhou Yang's reaction was abnormal, so he asked tentatively: "Could it be that King Tai'an also knows him?" ”

I have also seen this prince know a lot about the affairs of the Daomen before, and it is not surprising that he has heard of Zhuang Ziyu's name.

"Zhuang Ziyu, can you be the young master of the four major families of Nandaomen?" Zhou Yang asked.

Nan Zhao nodded, "It's him!" ”

Zhou Yang tightened his eyebrows, and once again confirmed and asked: "Nanzhao, are you sure that it is Zhuang Ziyu of the four major families who saved you?" ”

The Zhuang family's secret record is on her at the moment, why can't she confirm it? It's just that she didn't want King Tai'an to know about this matter, so she picked up the long sword in her hand and handed it to the other party: "This sword is carried by Zhuang Ziyu, and there is their banker's seal on it, how can it be fake?" ”

Zhou Yang took the long sword, looked at it carefully, and affirmed: "This is indeed the treasure sword of the dealer to ward off evil spirits, I have been fortunate to see it once, but it can't be him......"

Seeing that the prince still seemed to have doubts, Nan Zhao was puzzled and asked, "Why can't it be him?" ”

Zhou Yang looked at her with a vague look, and changed his tone to inform her: "Zhuang Ziyu of the Zhuang family died of a disaster three months ago, and this king has come to his funeral in person!" He is already dead, how can he run into Montenegro to save you after three months? ”

Nan Zhao was shocked on the spot, if what the prince said was true, then who was lying in the firewood room?

In order to find the answer, she thought for a while and said, "Since the prince knows Zhuang Ziyu, follow me to see his corpse!" ”

Zhou Yang nodded, "Please lead the way." ”

Nan Zhao hurriedly took him out of the house, and the two went straight to the firewood room.

"Right here......" She opened the door and pointed to the place where the corpse was placed on the ground to show Zhou Yang, but the next moment, her face changed again!

Zhuang Ziyu's corpse is gone!

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