Chapter 342: Go to Qilin Mountain again

Seocho didn't know what deal Xu's mother had made with Aunt Cai, in exchange for her life of being rich for several years. But she has been in contact with demons for a long time, and her body has been affected, and now her physique is naturally not as good as before.

Unlike when Seocho entered the world, Taishan Niangniang had already placed a seal on her, so that humans who came into contact with her would not be affected by her demonic energy.

The same is true for a few days of night in the human world!

Moreover, Xu's mother, who had no financial luck, was depressed and neglected to dress up, so she naturally looked as if she was ten years old.

When Mu Yirong heard that Aunt Cai had passed away, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the on his shoulder.

The night is grinning and approaching the Seocho, and lowering his voice so that the Seocho is ready to go back to Tarzan with him.

Ruicao ignored the night, approached Mu Yirong's ear, lowered his voice to a very low level, and whispered a few words to Mu Yirong.

In the eyes of others, the snowball-like brought by Mu Yirong was very close to him, and he didn't see anything unusual.

Hearing Seocho's words, Mu Yirong nodded slightly, signaling that he had heard.

Then he said to Mother Xu again: "Before Mrs. Cai, she once said that there would be something left for the female pavilion chief of Dali Temple. Did she have any explanations?"

Mother Xu blinked her eyes full of, thought carefully for a moment, and then nodded violently: "Yes, yes, yes, that's right." Before she died, Mrs. Cai did give me something. Please hand it over to the female pavilion chief of Dali Temple."

After Xu's mother finished speaking, she fumbled around her body, and it took a long time to find a small bag less than half the size of a palm from the clothes rolled up around her waist.

It's just that she held it in her hand and looked behind Mu Yirong.

"Mrs. Cai has explained that this thing will be handed over to the female pavilion chief of Dali Temple with her own hands. ”

Mu Yirong naturally stretched out his hand to Xu's mother: "My cousin was injured when she was chasing the criminal, she asked me to come here, please give me the things!"

Mother Xu said in embarrassment: "Mu Shilang, Mom, I don't know who you are, and I know that you won't lie and deceive people." But Aunt Cai's last words were very clear, she must hand over the things to the female pavilion chief, and I can't break my promise to the deceased. ”

Mu Yirong looked sad: "I can't hide it, my cousin is seriously injured, just wait for this thing to go back to save her life, please make it convenient for Mother Xu, this kind of kindness will be reciprocated in the future." ”

Mother Xu was still embarrassed, but her eyes flickered, and she secretly gave Mu Yirong a look.

Mu Yirong, who understood it, immediately followed Xu's mother to a no-man's land.

Mother Xu, who had a nervous expression, looked around and saw that no one was approaching, so she approached Mu Yirong and whispered, as if she was asking for something.

Mu Yirong thought about it for a while with a solemn expression, and then nodded, and Mother Xu immediately showed a smile and handed the little bag to Mu Yirong.

Mu Yirong and the girls who were in the flowers and branches at night looked through the eyes of Qiushui and walked out of Huanxiang Building.

The night general lying on Mu Yirong's shoulder, the chickadee Ruicao, received it in his hand, gently stroked the feathers on the body of the chickadee Ruicao, and asked Mu Yirong curiously: "What did you promise her?"

Mu Yirong looked at one big and one small, and two pairs of curious eyes looked at him: "It's nothing." It's that Xu's mother wants to retire, and hopes that I will help her leave Shangjing safely and go back to her hometown. ”

Xu's mother has been taking care of Huanxianglou for many years, knows a lot of secrets of official businessmen in Shangjing, and also has a large amount of gold and silver, and is worried that she will not be able to return to her hometown safely with a huge amount of silver, so she asks Mu Yirong for help.

Ye Wenyan smiled: "You are a dignified waiter in Dali Temple, do you have time to be a bodyguard for an old bustard?"

"I just promised her to help introduce her to a reliable dart master. ”

"The reliable dart master in your mouth shouldn't you mean the father and son who revitalized the dart game, right?"

Mu Yirong, who didn't answer, stopped, looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he opened the small bag anxiously.

There was nothing precious in the small bag, no panacea, only a thin note, and nothing else.

Mu Yirong unfolded the note in front of him, and the Ruicao flew to his arm to check it together, only to see that the ink on the note was clear, the handwriting was clear, and a location was written: 400 meters behind the old pine of Qilin Mountain

There are only nine words in total, and if it were someone else, I wouldn't know what it meant.

But the three of them knew very well in their hearts that when the Cai Da Niang was alive, she had predicted that Seocho would have what happened to her, and leaving this place should be the place where they were looking for the aura condensation.

Without further ado, Mu Yirong and Ye immediately took the Ruicao to Qilin Mountain.

Before, under the old Panasonic of Qilin Mountain, a male corpse with a dug heart appeared.

Uncle Zuoqiu, who was in charge of the investigation at that time, gave the autopsy results of "not a beast and manpower cannot do anything", which caused a sensation.

Later, on the way to Lantian County to investigate the case, Dali Temple was attacked by non-humans, and the murderer was suspected to be related to the Qilin Mountain heart-digging case.

So, Seocho returned to Qilin Mountain to check, and Mu Yirong, who doubted Seocho's identity at that time, followed behind, both of them had seen the old pine with their own eyes, but they did not find any aura condensation nearby.

Qilin Mountain is not a famous mountain range, and it is very close to the capital city with complex personnel, if there is really a place for aura condensation, maybe it will be first come, first served by other demons.

After all, it has been a while since the bag left by the rich lady, and the night asked Seocho not to have too much hope.

Mu Yirong said that no matter whether the aura condensation still exists or not, he must take a look, and the Ruicao nodded very approvingly, asking the night not to always say frustrating words.

If you talk too much about frustration, it is easy to lose hair!

Seocho still remembers that the first time she came to Kirin Mountain, it was still the middle of the night, and she was affected by anesthesia at that time, and she didn't remember what Kirin Mountain looked like.

Later, when she explored Qilin Mountain again, the elegant and gentle sun just emerged from the side peaks, and the misty peaks were stained with a delicate and beautiful color like rouge.

This time I went to Qilin Mountain, and the woods at the foot of the mountain were still very quiet, but they lost their original coolness.

The mischievous wind, with its sultry heat and humidity, and the smell of the earth, converged into a heat wave, constantly slapping on people's bodies, but it could not hinder the smell of flowers, and the endless chirping of birds and insects.

Mu Yirong and the night, stepping on the fragrant grass all over the ground, through the overlapping green branches, walked to a clearing full of fine gravel.

On one side of the clearing, there is still the same craggy rock cliff, and on the other side, in the distance, there is a large forest.

In the gravel clearing close to the rock face, only a large pine tree with strong and tall branches grew alone, and it was completely different from before.

But how can today's mountains be the same as before, without the slightest change!

In the past, it means that it has changed!

Like, if you look closely, you can also see that between the branches of this old pine tree, which seems to have not undergone any changes, there are faintly slender cyan pine cones.

At the moment, it was almost noon, and the crown of the old pine was still surrounded by a faint haze, with colorful colors, flickering in the middle, looking very dreamy.

If you walk up to it and shout "Open Sesame" at it, the thick trunk of the tree will open a magical door to the dream country.