Tilting took the tea cup handed over by Qinghuan, didn't say anything, just lifted the lid of the cup and took a sip of tea, and then continued to wait.

Anyway, they couldn't sleep, so the scholar opened the book to read, while Qinghuan and Tilt Li sat like that, waiting, picking the wick when they were bored, and taking a nap on the table when sleepiness hit.

I woke up from my sleep and listened to the rooster crowing three times, but the night faded away, but I still didn't hear the child's cry, not even the cat's cry, which was very similar to the child's cry.

Tilt stretched a long lazy waist, yawned, looked at the white sky outside, and then saw that the two people on the left and the right had fallen asleep on the table, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he grabbed the back collar of the same as he first saw and pulled him up from his sleep.

When I first saw that I was suddenly awakened from my dream by this mention, I found that I was grabbed by the collar viciously by Leaning Li, and I couldn't help but be startled, and I was completely sleepy in an instant, and I woke up.

Before he could leave his mouth to ask, he quickly explained, "I, I...... I really heard crying when I stayed overnight the day before, and if the girl didn't believe me, she could go to the little monk who was watching the night and ask. ”

It didn't look like he was lying, and even if he was killed, it wouldn't change anything, so he let go of the collar he had seen for the first time, woke up the sleeping Qinghuan, and the three of them went down the mountain together.

Tilting was displeased, but Qinghuan had already left the business behind, thinking only about how to get this handsome boy, and walked with him hand in hand along the way, but left Tilt Away aside.

There was a thin layer of mist shrouded in the mountain forest, and the stone steps under their feet were much more slippery due to the fog soaking, so the three of them were extra careful when going down the mountain.

The morning is full of fog, the morning rhyme is quiet, this morning is exceptionally quiet, there is no trace of birds and insects, the silence makes people a little flustered, and even, there is no other sound except for footsteps.

In the morning, the mountain was full of fog, and it was not too far to see, and when they walked to the dense woods on both sides, there was a sudden rumbling sound behind them, and the three of them turned around when they heard the sound, only to see more than ten pieces of mountain rocks of all sizes rolling towards them on the slope.

For a while, Ru couldn't help but panic when he first saw it, while Qinghuan and Tilt Li were very calm, just brushing their hands, those rocks turned into a touch of smoke and dust and disappeared with the thick fog.

The day before, when I met Ru for the first time, there happened to be a mountain rock rolling, and this morning down the mountain and a mountain rock falling, if both things are just accidents, it is too coincidental.

Tilting away from his heart was suspicious, Qinghuan didn't think so much and said to himself: "This mountain is too unsafe, yesterday I went up the mountain and encountered a big stone rolling down, and today another stone rolled down." ”

Although he felt strange, he didn't say much, but continued to go down the mountain and return to Qingyu Town.

In fact, the first of these two stone falls was accidental, and the second time was deliberately done by someone.

Here's the thing, one night as I first saw the Sanyuan Temple and heard the cry of the child, the little monk who patrolled the night took the temple to the lost children in Qingyu Town.

This kind of answer was given by several senior masters in the morning, and no one had ever heard such a cry before the first meeting, and it was said that only those who had a connection with the fairy world could hear it.

Yesterday morning, as they had seen each other, and had been accompanied by two arrogant-looking girls, the little monk told them about it, the master of the suffering, who was in charge of the guest hall.

So, the master of the suffering explained that the little monk secretly observed these three people, and after this observation, he found that there was a problem, these two beautiful female benefactors were clearly not sincere to the Buddha, and they were also absent-mindedly dozing off when listening to the abbot's lecture.

Du Ku suspected that the three people who came one after the other were here for the secret behind the temple, so they had bad intentions, and it was not good to do anything in the temple, so they secretly sent people to ambush on the way down the mountain.

In fact, the five monks who were sent to assassinate Dump Li and Qinghuan still had hidden weapons with them, but they were shocked by the mana that the two of them had turned away with a wave of their hands, and they didn't dare to make any further moves, so they had to go back and report to their master.

When he first saw it, he was wandering around looking for medicine, and there was no specific destination, and he was suspicious of this Sanyuan Temple, so he let him go back to Qingyu Town with him, and also stayed at the Yuxian Inn.

Almost sleepless all night, after leaning back, he first lay down and rested for a while, and told Qinghuan to watch carefully as he first saw him, so as not to have any accidents to him.

In fact, there is no need to leave the instructions at all, even if she doesn't say it, Qinghuan will be haunted as she first saw it.

It was past noon when she woke up, and Qinghuan had already gone to the next room in the name of reading, thinking about the matter of Sanyuan Temple, she had no intention of eating, so she went out alone.

She wanted to go to the house of the lost child in the town and check with the child's parents.

When she knocked on the first house, it was opened by an old man with a vicissitudes of life, the old man's son and daughter-in-law died of illness in his early years, and he and his wife and son raised their young grandson together.

When he saw the white-haired old man, a trace of sourness surged in his heart, saying that he could help the old man find his grandson.

The old man said that it was all the work of the king of Yunxi, and the government said that the immortal world would send immortals to eliminate demons, but you are a fairy from the sky.

Tilt shook his head and replied no.

The old man shook his head in disappointment and sighed, saying that it was hard enough for him to lose his grandson, but you still came to play with my old bones, and closed the courtyard door after speaking.

When he knocked on the second house, it was a lady who looked to be in her thirties but had white hair, saying that her son, who was only six years old three months ago, was swept away by the demon wind, and his hair turned gray overnight.

Dumping said that he could find the missing child, but he was disgusted by the other party again.

It seems that the people in this town are convinced of the rumors that King Yunxi has kidnapped the child, and the people of Pingtou have no choice, and the government does not send anyone to investigate, they are all waiting for the gods to be sent from heaven to eliminate the demons.

After eating the closed door one after another, he stopped knocking on the door and went to the Zhulan Academy instead. Originally, there were six gentlemen teaching in this academy, but after a series of evil incidents, no gentleman dared to continue teaching.

Fortunately, three scholars passed through this place, and when they learned about this, they stayed to teach at the college, and after the death of the three of them, their descendants continued to stay in the college to teach the children in the town.

When he left the academy, he saw one of them, Mr. Li, who looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a cyan gown, and was polite and looked like a teacher.

Qingyu Town is not big, so most of the people in the town know each other, so it is easy for Mr. Li to see that he is not a local.