Beihe sighed, and finally stepped into the Lanshan Sect and came to a bluestone street.

Then he saw that the buildings on both sides of Bluestone Street were in dilapidation, and some were only a pile of ashes. On the streets of Bluestone Street, weeds came out of the cracks in the stones, and they were half a person high.

Most of the items in the buildings on both sides are still there, except for the tables, chairs, benches, and even the tea sets on the table. It's just that after so many years, it has long been rotten and dusty.

Some wild birds, which had built their nests in the cracks of the ruined walls, chirped and chirped. White cobwebs are also all over the ruins.

Once upon a time, this place was the most lively place in the Arashiyama sect. Even when Beihe closes his eyes, he can still imagine the prosperous scene of the past. It is as if you can see the same door one by one, coming in and out of the shops on both sides.

The only thing that made Beihe feel strange was that the corpses that should have been on the street were all gone.

He secretly said that it was because after the Seventh Prince burned, killed and looted, he also disposed of everyone's corpses. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, after all, if the corpse was left, once the matter was revealed, it would be easy to find the body of the Fengguo Imperial Court through clues.

Walking through Bluestone Street, Beihe came to a five-way intersection. When he arrived, he stopped again. In the end, he chose the leftmost road, and walked slowly with a three-foot iron rod.

This cliff-side path leads to his abode.

After a while, Beihe came to the end of the trail, and saw a gentle place ahead. That's where the original attic was, but now it's crumbling and a pile of black wood that hasn't burned out.

Beihe came to the small courtyard, where he was back then, ready to escape with Leng Wanwan and Jiang Qing, but in the end, the second daughter still fell into the hands of the Seventh Prince, and he was the only one who escaped along the chain under the cliff.

The scenes of that year became a vivid picture, flashing through his mind, as if everything happened yesterday.

Beihe came to the edge of the cliff, and the pine tree that extended out was still there, and an iron chain was still tied to the root of the pine.

Suppressing the ups and downs in his heart, Beihe came to the attic that had become a ruin.

After arriving here, he walked forward, and with the three-foot iron rod in his hand, he lifted the ruins and broken ridges, and finally came to the location that belonged to Lu Hou's room.

Bei He subconsciously glanced at a stone slab under his feet, and under the stone slab was the corpse that he suspected to be a monk of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect.

The attic collapsed and was burned, and the mechanism for opening the stone slab at the head of Lu Hou's bed was also destroyed. However, the stone slab under his feet is intact, so the corpse under his feet should still be there.

After a moment's silence, Beihe didn't pry the slate open, after all, he wasn't interested in the corpse. I saw him turn and walk in the other direction, and finally he opened the way with a three-foot iron rod, came to the side room, and stood in front of a wall.

There was a row of wooden frames on this wall, which was not destroyed even if the attic collapsed, and because of a heavy rainstorm that year, the burning attic was extinguished, so that the wooden frames were preserved.

When he arrived, Beihe took a breath, and then he held a three-foot iron rod and slashed at the wooden frame.

With a clang, he slashed the wooden frame to shreds, revealing a dark hole in the back.

Beihe did not hesitate, stepped into the mouth of the cave and walked all the way to the depths.

Eventually, when he came to the bottom of the cave, there was a huge bed of ice in front of him.

On this bed of ice, there was also a frozen corpse.

Seeing this corpse, Beihe closed his eyes and took a deep breath, unable to hide the grief and indignation in his heart.

After so many years, the foolish brother is still lying in this dark place, and his face still has the familiar smile on his face before he died. The only difference is that now Modu's corpse is covered with a thick layer of ice crystals.

After opening his eyes, Beihe had returned to its former calm.

Most of the reason why he came to Lanshan Sect this time was to come to see Modu.

Fortunately, the Seven Princes did not find this secret passage in the attic at the beginning, otherwise I am afraid that Modu's body would not be able to be preserved.

Looking at Modu's corpse, for some reason, Beihe suddenly remembered the Heavenly Corpse Gate, and what Senior Brother Wang said, the magic that can refine the corpse into a puppet.

Although Modu is not a monk, he is naturally powerful.

As soon as he thought of this, Beihe's eyes flashed.

Although Mo Du is dead, if he can use the magic of the Heavenly Corpse Gate to make him "stand up" again, this is not another kind of rebirth.

This thought just rose in Beihe's mind, and it lingered.

Beihe stayed in the cave for half an hour before finally leaving the place. And when he left, he buried the entrance of the passage.

After returning to the five-way junction, Beihe followed the middle road to the top of the mountain, and along the way he came to the dining room, and found that the place he frequented had also become a ruin overgrown with weeds.

Later, he came to the suzerain's dormitory.

This place must have been searched by the Seven Princes, and even every stone slab in the square was warped.

Seeing this scene, Beihe frowned, and the word "Chuan" appeared.

The reason why the Seven Princes came to Lanshan Sect back then was not because of him, but to find a certain treasure, which he already knew from Yan Jun to this person's flying pigeon.

Bei He guessed that the treasure that the Seven Princes were looking for should be the storage bag in his hand that belonged to the monks of the Wanhua Sect. If this is the case, then it is doomed that the Seventh Prince Lanshan Sect and his party can only return disappointed.

Beihe circled around the sect master's dormitory, and then left the place, following a path that had been flooded with weeds, to the top of the peak where the Arashiyama sect was located.

Bypassing the two strange rocks on the edge of the cliff, I saw a stone protruding from the cliff.

The familiar scene in front of him made Beihe have mixed feelings, and he jumped on the rock and sat down. After putting down the three-foot iron rod in his hand, he habitually propped his hands behind his back, half-lying down and looking at the unobstructed sky and mountain scenery in the distance.

Once upon a time, he would come here every morning with a vegetable basket and watch Leng Wanwan watch the morning sun rise and share breakfast.

It's just that time has passed, and the Lanshan Sect of the year has long since ceased to exist, and as for Leng Wanwan, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other in this life.

As soon as he thought of this, Beihe's heart was full of bitterness.

He casually picked up a half-wilted dog tail flower on his side, a small habit of Leng Wanwan back then, was to like to hold this kind of dog tail flower in his mouth, and then look into the distance.

But just when he took this thing in his mouth, his movements were abrupt.

Dog Tail Flower!

Beihe put the object in his hand in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief.

After all these years, who would have dropped half of the dog's tail flower on this rock, and this thing is still half-wilted, and it is obviously not long after it was thrown down.

As soon as he thought of this, Beihe Huo Ran stood up and looked around.

The one who can leave half a dog's tail flower on this abrupt rock seems to him to be only one person, Leng Wanwan!

Beihe looked around, but found nothing, so he jumped off the rock with an iron rod in his hand and walked towards the path from which he came.

Next, he searched around the entire Arashiyama Sect. But until it was already dark, he still didn't find anything.

But Beihe was not discouraged, and he returned to the rock at the top of the mountain and sat down cross-legged.

If Leng Wanwan was really here, then he must wait for the other party.

This woman has already committed to him, so he doesn't want the last time he will see this woman in his life is the scene that happened in the inn in the imperial capital of Zhou.

Beihe sat on this rock all night, until dawn came, and the morning sun rose as magnificent as it was then, and he did not wait for anyone to wait.

So he got up and left again, and continued to search in all corners of the Lanshan Sect, even the caves in the back mountain.

In this way, Beihe's stay in the Lanshan Sect was two months.

For two months, he would sit and rest all night on the protruding rock at the top of the mountain, until the morning sun rose the next day.

Fortunately, in the basement of a grain store on Bluestone Street, he found two jars of sealed miscellaneous grains, so that he would not have to worry about food every day and waste time.

In the past two months, Beihe has traveled to almost every corner of the Arashiyama Sect, but he has never found anything.

On this day, there was heavy snow in the sky, and Beihe raised his head, and a snowflake fell on his cheek and melted.

Winter is coming.

"Hey......" Beihe sighed, he had waited for so long and didn't wait for the person to wait, it seemed that he and Leng Wanwan were destined to have no chance in this life.

It's time for him to go back, to the Injustice Mountain.

After making his decision, Beihe jumped off the rock and headed down the mountain.

However, when he came to the dormitory of the former suzerain, he stood in the middle of the square with a three-foot iron rod in his hand, and then lifted the broken stone slabs to make way for an open space, put down the iron rods, picked up a handful of sand and soil with his hands, and piled a grave in its place.

Then he found a relatively complete stone slab, stood in front of the tomb, and carved the words "The tomb of the Lanshan Sect, Beihe Li" with a three-foot iron rod.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang ......"

Kneeling in front of the tombstone, Beihe kowtowed three times, then got up and left without looking back with an iron rod in his hand.

Interestingly, at this time, Beihe was still holding a small tree with roots wrapped in dirt.

The trunk of this small tree is as thick as a baby's arm, and it is bare because winter comes. This thing is the tea tree named Huafeng on the mountain behind the Lanshan Sect, and the reason why he brought this thing is because this tea tree is unique and can be used as a memorial to the Lanshan Sect, and he plans to plant it in the Injustice Mountain.

Just as Beihe's bleak back disappeared on the path down the mountain, a woman quietly appeared in front of the tombstone he erected.

This is a girl with purple hair braided into a ponytail.

Although this woman does not use powder, her appearance is extremely beautiful. Her temperament is cold, like a goddess in the nine heavens, which makes people not have a trace of blasphemy.

She looked at the direction Beihe left, pursed her lips tightly, her original cold expression was gone, and there were two crystals in her eyes, which were flickering and jumping.

Eventually, two tears slipped down her cheeks and hit the ground silently, dipped into the earth.

If you can see it, you will find that under the earth, there are thousands of corpses buried densely. These people are the disciples of the Lanshan Sect in the past.

People are buried by her.

And the monument was erected by the North River.