Chapter Seventy-Six: Ming Chess
"Senior, senior, what's wrong with you, what's going on......" Lin Jingyu rushed to Wan Jianyi's side, knelt down, his hands trembled and wanted to help him up, but the place where he started was soft, and a bad chill rose from his heart, Lin Jingyu seemed to be in a bottomless ice cellar, where he tentacled, no bones of this old man were intact.
"Who is it, who is it?" Lin Jingyu's voice instantly hoarse, his teeth biting his lip deeply, bleeding in the blink of an eye, and even his eyes burst into anger and despair.
"Senior, senior......" He shouted in a low voice, choked up, and finally cried, he never knew that he would still cry, just in front of this desolate and weak old man, the despair of more than ten years ago seemed to envelop him again.
Wan Jianyi looked at this young man weakly, he was so sad and desperate that it was impossible to decorate hypocrisy, maybe, after all, someone was really to me, Wan Jianyi thought so in his heart.
His fingers moved, and then, as if a god was pitying, he actually raised his palm tremblingly, Lin Jingyu's body was shocked, grabbed his hand, and said hurriedly: "Senior, senior, do you have anything to say, who harmed you like this, I, I will definitely avenge you, who, who?"
Wan Jianyi's face became more and more pale, and even his breathing slowly lowered, but somehow, his eyes were brighter, and the palm held in Lin Jingyu's hand, his fingers shook slightly......
Lin Jingyu was stunned for a moment, looked down, and in the palm of his hand, the old and weak finger, stained with blood, gently and scribbled the strokes: "Little ...... Heart......"
Suddenly, behind Lin Jingyu, in the mist, a black shadow flashed out, and Mr. Ghost stared at this side with blazing eyes. Lin Jingyu turned his back to Mr. Ghost at the moment, and stared at Wan Jianyi's fingers intently, not feeling it at all, but Wan Jianyi saw it, his gaze and Mr. Ghost's gaze were silently in mid-air, as if a hundred years had passed.
That bit of the vicissitudes of the past......
Wan Jianyi suddenly smiled, with a bloody smile, at Mr. Ghost, and then, he shook his head.
Lin Jingyu waited for a long time, but he didn't see Wan Jianyi continue to write, and looked up in amazement, only to see Wan Jianyi bent to the side, and he was already out of breath. Lin Jingyu's body shook violently, his hands trembled, and he looked at the lifeless face in disbelief, and after a while, he shouted: "Senior......"
The cry of pain came from him throwing himself on the old man.
Mr. Ghost stood silently behind him, staring at Wan Jianyi's old face, and after a long time, he quietly retreated, disappearing into the mist, and a faint sigh came from the distant wind.
The wolf howled down the mountain, sent with the wind, and the sharp and vicious roar sounded densely from afar. At the top of Qingyun Mountain, the heads of people were stirring, and the people in the righteous path gathered on Tongtian Peak, and the Daoxuan Zhenren, Puhong Venerable, Yun Yilan and others who were standing at the forefront were all heavy-faced, their brows were furrowed, and they looked in the direction of Qingyun Mountain.
The faint fishy smell can be faintly smelled in the wind, which makes people think of the countless cruel and vicious beasts and demons at the foot of the mountain. No one knows what will happen after this catastrophe?
On the square outside the Yuqing Palace, the heads of people were stirring, but it was silent, and everyone was solemn, that is, at this moment of silence, suddenly, a long howl rose to the sky in the distance, like a wolf howling, like a ghost crying, sharp and empty, and approaching from afar.
Listening to the place where the voice sounded, it seemed that it was still at the foot of the mountain, but the screaming sound came into the clouds, and everyone changed color for a while. The screaming sound echoed, turning a few times between the white clouds and dangerous peaks, and then it slowly lowered again, but at the moment when it could be silenced, at the foot of the mountain, all the beasts roared together, and the countless roars rose to the sky, gathering together as if the mountains and seas were overthrown, and the heavens and the earth changed color, and rumbled.
The clouds suddenly dispersed, the mountain peaks stopped steeply, and a cloud of black gas rose from the foot of the mountain, getting bigger and denser, condensing in the sky opposite Tongtian Peak until it blocked out the daylight. The black clouds gradually drifted in this fairyland-like place.
I don't know who was the first to shout out, and everyone on the top of the mountain looked over, only to see that in the depths of the black clouds, in the hunting wind, there was a young man in a conspicuous silk shirt standing with his hands in his hands, expressionless, indifferent to the mountain people.
What kind of things are people in the eyes of heaven and earth?
He waved his hand slightly, but his gaze seemed to pass through the mountains. At the foot of the mountain, the roar of ten thousand beasts, the gusting wind, and the miserable screams finally came......
As if sensing something, the ghost paused, frowned slightly, turned around, and looked in the direction of the front mountain of Tongtian Peak, only to see that the black clouds in the sky were heavy, and the wind was howling, although it was not a long distance, but it was completely different from the back mountain where he was.
The warm sunlight was shining from the sky and was falling on the hem of his clothes.
Ghost Li slowly retracted his gaze and subconsciously looked over his shoulder, but he didn't see Xiao Ash. This time when he entered the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, he deliberately did not bring Xiao Ash here, and the danger was self-evident, and he was not sure. In the battle with the mysterious old man just now, although Mr. Ghost helped, Ghost Li had an indescribable feeling for the old man in his heart, the thousands of years of history of Qingyunmen is indeed the place where the dragon and the crouching tiger are hidden.
Once upon a time, weren't you a part of this place?
He pursed his lips indifferently and walked forward again. The trail is lined with dense woods, evergreen pines and cypresses, and dense vegetation, except for this mountain trail that winds its way to the unknown.
In the depths of the woods, there was still a faint sound of birdsong, as if the catastrophe in front of the mountain had no effect on the place across the mountain, and there was a calm atmosphere everywhere, and even the air was filled with a cold smell.
There was originally a trace of nervousness in Ghost Li's heart, but in such a quiet environment, he quickly calmed down, so that when he looked up for the first time and saw the four words "Phantom Moon Cave Mansion", facing the world-famous realm, there was no trace of strange expression on his face, as if he had seen an ordinary cave.
In fact, in front of him, it seems to be an ordinary cave.
The entrance of the cave, which was half higher than ordinary people, about seven feet wide, appeared on a gentle hillside, surrounded by green vines and thorns, and even a few branches hung down from the hole, and the mountain wind blew, and the vines were gently shaking. And just under the green vines, the stone above the entrance of the cave is engraved with four characters: Phantom Moon Cave Mansion.
In addition to the meaning of these four words themselves, everything around here, even including these handwritings, seems so ordinary, is this the root of Qingyunmen for two thousand years?
That nameless scroll that created countless talents, including Qingyunzi and Aoba Patriarch, is it lying here quietly?
And that ancient sword that is famous all over the world!
The ghost looked at those four words quietly, and the handwriting that had gone through the years seemed to be staring at him silently.
He didn't speak, he didn't sigh, and the next moment he stepped in, as if he had stepped into a bygone era......
There is no imaginary deep and long, what appears in front of you is just a simple and unpretentious stone room, you can see all the furnishings in the cave at a glance, a few stones are piled up in the corner of the wall, there is a faint moss in the slightly moist place in the corner of the wall, the only difference from the outside of the cave is that it is particularly clean here, and when you walk into the cave, it seems that suddenly everything is quiet, as if it is isolated from the outside.