Red Lotus helped the Lonely Killing Daoist to lean against a tree, and took out an old Dao robe, after a long time, the blood stains on the Dao robe had turned light brown, but it was still clearly visible, Red Lotus asked softly: "Lonely Killing Sect Master, do you know this thing?"

Lone Killer took the robe with trembling hands slightly, his eyes filled with tears, and he muttered, "She... Where is she?"

Honglian pulled the moonlit night in front of him: "This is my junior sister moonlit night, she is the baby wrapped in the Taoist robe back then. ”

After grabbing the wrist of the moonlit night and looking up and down, his breathing suddenly became short, coughed a few times, and said in surprise: "It's really like Zhu Mu, you are really me..." My daughter... Dolma?"

Red Lotus took out a snow-white bead the size of a dragon's eye worn with silk thread from the neck of the moonlit night, held it in her palm and sent it to the eyes of Lone Kill: "This bead was tied around my sister's neck when she was discovered by my master, and it never left her body for a moment. ”

Lone Kill grabbed it, and burst into tears: "Xuezhu! It's the Xuezhu of Zhumu, you are really mine... My... Daughter Zhuo··· Dolma..."

Lone Kill's face changed as he spoke, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, and his body immediately fell soft.

The moonlit night hugged him, crying and calling out, "Dad, wake up, don't die..."

Wang Qi happened to come back at this time, and when he saw this situation, he hurriedly took out a palm-sized red mirror and hung it above the head of Lone Kill, and the red mirror rotated and emitted a beam of blue light to cover Lone Kill.

After a while, the Lonely Killer Daoist slowly opened his eyes, and his face was extremely pale reflected by the blue light.

Wang Qi said to Lone Kill: "Brother Lone Kill, you are very clear about your current situation, you don't need me to say more, the Xuanguang Mirror can only last for a stick of incense, if you have anything to say to the moonlit night, just say it." ”

Lone Kill nodded gratefully and said, "Thank you, Brother Dao Wang." ”

Wang Qi motioned for Honglian and the others to flash aside, not disturbing the last moment of their father and daughter's reunion.

Lone Kill took the hand of the moonlit night and cried: "Zhuoma, you and my father and daughter didn't expect to meet one day, but it's a pity that your mother ······"

Moonlit night trembled: "My mother... Where is she?"

Lone Kill fell into the memories and slowly shook his head: "Back then, your mother Zhumu and I were chased and killed by the Blood Cicada Demon Monk, and she was beaten down into the snow abyss and I don't know if she was alive or dead, but your mother is the goddess of the Snow Mountain, so I don't think I should have to worry about my life······" Lone Kill put the snow bead in the moonlit night's hand, gasped for a moment and said: "Your mother Zhumu lives on the top of the highest snowy mountain in the snowy region, this snow bead is your mother's treasure, back then... She put it on you with her own hands, you... You must find your mother, for all these years I... I miss your mother and daughter all the time, but fortunately, God favors me, so that I can before I die... Yes... You can meet my little Dolma······"

Lone Kill touched the face of the moonlit night with a trembling hand, wiping away the tears that had fallen for her.

The moonlit night hugged Gu Kill and cried: "No! No, you won't die······

At this time, the cyan light of the Xuanguang Mirror gradually dimmed, and Lone Kill sighed: "Don't cry, Dad has only one regret now, that is... When you die, you don't know if your mother is dead or alive, you remember... Be sure to... To get to the snowy region... Find... You... Mother··· ······ pro" In the end, Lone Kill's face changed suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out far away, and then he fell to the sky and died.

"Dad!" the moonlit night pounced on Lone Killer and shook it vigorously, crying bitterly.

Wang Qi and Red Lotus hurried over, Wang Qi put away the Xuanguang Mirror, and Red Lotus whispered to comfort the moonlit night, persuading her not to be too sad. It was finally a moonlit night to stop the grief, and Honglian discussed with her about the burial of the orphan killing.

The moonlit night experienced the great joy of seeing his father at first glance and the great sorrow of losing his father suddenly, and his heart was like a mess, and everything was arranged by Honglian and Wang Qi.

Everyone buried the lonely killer, and then discussed what to do next, Wang Qidao: "It is certain that the little monk who knocked on the wooden fish is the wind we are looking for, and with him, the water, fire, and wind will be complete." ”

Honglian nodded: "We are not unfamiliar with this wind, he helped us deal with the Nether Ghost King and Bo Pet some time ago, and the current priority is to find him." ”

Xuan Ying said: "I have seen his appearance, it should not be difficult to find him, not to mention that he has been injured and will never go too far." ”

Linglong didn't see the true face of the little monk, her heart was full of curiosity, and she couldn't wait to say, "Then what are you waiting for?

"I'm not going. Moonlit Night whispered expressionlessly.

Everyone was surprised when they heard this, and Honglian hurriedly said, "What's the matter, junior sister, are you okay?"

The moonlit night was silent for a long time and said, "I'm going to the snowy mountains to find my mother." ”

Everyone, look at me, I'll look at you, Honglian said: "Moonlit night ······"

The moonlit night intercepted: "My name is Zhuoma!"

Honglian was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled: "Okay, I'll call you Zhuoma in the future, but whether it's Zhuoma or Moonlit Night, it's the most beloved little sister of the senior sister, how about we find the wind first and then I'll go to the snowy region with you?"

Moonlit Night stubbornly shook her head: "No! I'm not going anywhere." ”

Honglian pondered for a moment and said to Wang Qi: "That's it, uncle, you still take Linglong and Xuanying to look for this wind, and I will go to the snowy region with my junior sister." ”

When Wang Qi heard this, he had no choice but to do so.

So the few people were still divided into two groups, and the red lotus and the moonlit night said goodbye to Wang Qi and ran to the southwest.

Linglong pouted and said to Xuan Ying as she walked: "Now it's okay, my aunt has to accompany her to the snow mountain again, and the three of us have to do things." ”

Xuanying said: "What are you complaining about? Uncle Shi's father is newly mourned, and going to find her mother is also for her father's last wish, which is an act of great filial piety, which is understandable." ”

Wang Qi also said: "Yes, the moonlit night has been lost since childhood, and the love of father and mother must be extremely longing, and today the father and daughter will finally get together, but the yin and yang will say goodbye, once you know where your mother is, how can you not be eager to see?"

Linglong stuck out her tongue: "I didn't say anything, I don't need you to preach to me." Then he said with infinite yearning: "I should also go with them, Snow Mountain..." It must be fun. ”

Xuan Ying looked her up and down and smiled.

Linglong raised her eyebrows, and said with a tiger face: "What are you laughing at? ”

Xuan Ying was about to explain, when Wang Qi suddenly stopped him and pointed forward: "Isn't that little monk in front?"

Xuanying and Linglong hurriedly looked at their fingers, and sure enough, a hundred and ten steps ahead, there was a little monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe, who was walking hobbly, and suddenly turned to the right and was blocked by a willow forest.

Wang Qi hurriedly said: "Chase quickly!"

The three of them accelerated their pace and chased to the edge of the willow forest, as soon as they turned around, a white mist rose in front of them, and they couldn't see the five fingers when they stretched out their hands, and the three people couldn't help but crash into it, and they felt that the clouds were like a fog, and the ground under their feet disappeared out of thin air, falling all the way down.

Linglong shouted as she fell, "Oops! The thief monk has set a trap!"

This book is derived from Kanshu.com