In the cave, Mu Yiyang was holding a white ancient jade in his left hand and a black short knife in his right hand, his brows were furrowed, and his heart was fluctuating, looking very uneasy.

He suddenly found that he was a stranger to the old man in gray from beginning to end.

He always took good care of him, always showed up when he needed him most, he seemed to be there for him all the time, but it seemed to be far away.

In his impression, the old man in gray always looked silent, and his back was so lonely, like an old wolf living in isolation.

Tonight, in Mu Yiyang's opinion, the old man in gray behaved very abnormally, I don't know if it was because he took him out privately, he always felt that the old man in gray was a little inexplicably melancholy, and even talked more than usual.

The old man in gray didn't say much about what happened in the Medicine King Valley, so Mu Yiyang was still in a fog.

As far as he knew, although Shen Zhiming was Shen Wanqing's second son, he didn't like him, because he was born to Shen Wanqing when he was drunk and a slave, which was the biggest stain on Shen Wanqing's life. In order to cover up this fact, Shen Wanqing even killed his mother in front of Shen Zhiming.

In front of people, Shen Zhiming always looks hardworking, filial and well-behaved, but Mu Yiyang knows that all this is a disguise for him to hide hatred.

From the first night he stepped into the Medicine King Valley, Mu Yiyang ushered in Shen Zhiming's first attack. In his eyes, Shen Zhiming was so impatient. From that moment on, he knew that Shen Zhiming had already fledged up, and the contest between their father and son had officially begun.

At the beginning, from the gossip of the subordinates, he suspected that he might be Shen Wanqing's grandson who was exiled and a descendant of the Medicine King Valley, he thought that he had found his roots and found a home of his own, and he was so happy that he couldn't sleep.

However, all of this changed with Shen Mingyue's appearance.

Shen Mingyue is the personal maid selected by Shen Wanqing for him, she is the same age as him, but she always looks stupid, always "Brother Yang" in the former sentence and "Brother Yang" in the latter sentence around his ass and around.

Because he has been in that place for a long time, his personality seems to be very withdrawn, except for Shen Wanqing and the old man in gray, he is cold to everyone, but he is ruthless to this innocent little girl.

At that time, he only had a few gray hairs, not much. However, since Shen Mingyue fell ill once, every night when he came back from the Qianqing Cave, his gray hair would quietly increase.

At the beginning, Shen Wanqing told him that this was a natural deficiency in his heart palace, and he only needed to cooperate with the medicinal bath treatment. But slowly, as the dosage and frequency of medicinal baths increased, his gray hair did not decrease, but increased. On the contrary, Shen Mingyue's health is getting better and better, and the number of episodes is getting less and less.

It was not until that time that he discovered that the sick person was not him, but Shen Mingyue, as for him, it was Shen Mingyue's medicine, and he was also her substitute, a protective shell that Shen Wanqing installed on Shen Mingyue's body.

He suddenly missed Shen Mingyue a little, tonight there was infighting in the valley, and he, the focal point, suddenly disappeared, thinking that she should be affected a little. She had always been timid, and she didn't know if she was frightened.

Tomorrow is about to see the last one, Mu Yiyang's heart suddenly felt a little sad. In fact, without being reminded by the old man in gray, he also knew that there was something wrong with his body. For Shen Wanqing to let go of his medicine jar and leave, the only bit of hatred left in his heart had long since disappeared.

Perhaps because of the imminent separation, Mu Yiyang suddenly remembered that he had promised Shen Mingyue to catch a little squirrel for her. My heart was full of melancholy for a while, and the thought of going to Yunsonggang suddenly flashed in my mind.

......

On the high cliff, the old man in gray and the woman in white stood quietly, looking at the fire rising to the sky in the Valley of the Medicine King, and they were all silent.

"Is Ghost Hill really as powerful as you say?" In the silence, the woman in white spoke first.

"It's only going to be more powerful!" said the old man in gray indifferently.

"If they are really as powerful as you say, I think there is a great possibility that there will be a traitor in our sect, and it is very likely that they have already set up a trap and are waiting for us to take the bait! No, we have to change our plan!" As she spoke, the woman in white suddenly had a gleam in her eyes.

"How to change?" The old man in gray glanced at the woman in white, still indifferent.

"Wait a minute, when Hall Master Song comes, I'll grab the blood spirit bead, you come to chase me, and I'll take the opportunity to give it to you." I'll lure them away, you take the Blood Spirit Bead to Yunsonggang and give it to my uncle, his name is Wan Bodong, you should have heard of him. The woman in white said clearly.

"Just do it?" asked the old man in gray.

"Yes, if there is a mole, he will be careful to guard against me, but he will never think that I will directly tear my face and rob it. It's a risky move, but it's worth a try!" said the woman in white in a firm tone.

"I don't think that's right. The old man in gray shook his head and said.

......

On Komatsu Gang, I don't know when, the battle has stopped, the figures have dispersed, and calm has returned.

Above the sky, a gray one, the long night finally came to an end.

Mu Yiyang was alone, holding a torch in his hand, walking back and forth on Songgang, stopping from time to time, smelling and looking, and I didn't know what he was doing.

After a long time, Mu Yiyang stopped under a boulder, bent down, grabbed a handful of small grass with fish-scale leaves, approached his nose, sniffed it, and his face suddenly showed joy.

"This Houttuynia cordata smells, it seems that the cloud rat should be around here, and the luck is not bad. As he spoke, Mu Yiyang threw away the grass in his hand with a disgusted face, and wanted to walk away, but at this moment, a thought suddenly flashed in his heart: "No, there is something wrong with the leaves of this Houttuynia cordata." ”

Squatting down again, picking up the Houttuynia cordata leaves on the ground, Mu Yiyang checked it repeatedly, and finally his eyes stayed on the tip of the leaf, where there was a small handful of small hairs, extremely inconspicuous, and it was difficult to distinguish if he didn't look closely.

"I didn't expect it to be a mutated Houttuynia cordata, and I almost lost my eyes. For your sake, I'll reluctantly stay!" With that, Mu Yiyang began to dig the soil, pulling out the whole Houttuynia cordata plant completely along with the roots.

Then, after pulling out the leaves of Houttuynia cordata with some disgust, Mu Yiyang said with a smile: "Although the leaves have been spoiled by cloud rats, the roots are still good, and the medicinal effect is better." ”

"I don't know if there is anything else around here?" Saying that, Mu Yiyang turned around and began to search around here, and unconsciously came to a small dirt slope full of holes, but he still found nothing, and he couldn't help but be disappointed.

"Hey, there's a soil nest here!" Noticing the dense holes in front of him, Mu Yiyang was slightly surprised, and then saw a large patch of Houttuynia growing next to the dirt slope, and his face instantly showed joy.

Cloud rat is a unique animal in this Yunsonggang, although it is a squirrel, the size is a little smaller, about the size of a palm, extremely humane, and dexterous and moving, because there is no aggression, so many children are very fond of it.

For humans, they are cute pets, but for spirit animals, because of their natural body fragrance, they are the most delicious food.

Therefore, generally speaking, in order to avoid powerful spirit beasts, cloud rats will choose to live in places with a lot of Houttuynia cordata, and use its stench to cover up the aroma on their bodies.

Right now, there are dense holes here, and there is a large patch of Houttuynia cordata, which is obviously the nest of cloud rats, but the scale here is a little larger than he imagined, and he doesn't know what to do for a while.

"Forget it, just find a hole to start with. After hesitating for a long time, Mu Yiyang still had no idea in his heart, so he simply stopped bothering and stepped forward directly.

But at this moment, his body suddenly stiffened, his steps paused, and a sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart.

didn't have time to think about it, Mu Yiyang hurriedly extinguished the torch, quickly retreated, grabbed a handful of Houttuynia cordata on the ground, rubbed it on his body indiscriminately, and then hid in the half-human-high bushes on the side, and stopped moving.

A moment later, a group of spirit beasts with fiery red bodies and resembling wild leopards slowly walked over, looking at the dense holes on the small dirt slope, with a scorching light in their eyes.

"Splitting Dog!" In the bushes, Mu Yiyang's breathing stagnated, and his pupils suddenly shrank.