It was early summer, and the blue sky reflected the nineteen peaks of Diancang Mountain, and the green mountains and flowers were all over the field. Mo Yan climbed along the mountain road for more than two hours and finally came to the foot of the Yuju Peak, passing through the tall fir forest, in front of which was an endless alpine rhododendron forest shaped like a dragon, and the colorful azaleas were colorful, as bright as clouds.

Surrounded by dense rhododendron shrubs, there is a mountain lake with a radius of dozens of zhang on the top of Yuju Peak, the lake water is black, the ripples are not like a mirror, the locals call it "Dragon Pond", it is said that it was the place where Guanyin stocked the black dragon, so it got its name.

Mo Yan stood by the lake and searched around, there were pink-purple primrose bushes, pale yellow wild lilies and strong dragon claw flowers blooming around the dragon pond, and on one side was a blue-gray mottled rock peak stone screen, there was nothing strange about it. When he was in the Black Witch Room, Nioh told him that there must be something unusual about any spiritual passage, such as a strange scenery or an unexplained phenomenon that had happened in the past. The boulder with the astrological chart on the top of Shennong should be regarded as an unexplained vision, but there is really nothing special about this Jade Bureau Peak.

Mo Yan wandered around the Jade Bureau Peak for a long time, but still didn't find anything, could there be something abnormal under the water? He thought about it, simply removed all the clothes on his body, and went down to the water naked and swam towards the center of the lake. The water of the lake was cold to the bone, and goosebumps were frozen all over his body, and Mo Yan dived into the water after entering the fetal breath, opened his soul eye and searched around.

It turns out that the water of the dragon pond is not black, but there is a layer of black stone at the bottom of the lake, and the water quality is extremely clear, only less than a few feet deep, so it seems to be black water when viewed from the shore. There seemed to be something in front, he dived to the front and found that it was a corpse, and there were bamboo baskets and medicine hoes scattered next to it, because the water temperature at the bottom of the lake was extremely low, so it did not decay, it seemed that a medicine picker was unfortunately buried in this inaccessible Yuju Peak Dragon Pool, Mo Yan grabbed the neck of the corpse and swam back to the water's edge and dragged it ashore.

This person's face is black and thin, his lips are slightly open to reveal yellow-brown teeth, squinting at the pair of small eyes that can never wake up, and his eyes are gray-white as if covered with a layer of dust, as if looking at Mo Yan in confusion, it is Mr. Mu, who has been missing for nearly five years

In the past, he thought that he had found a treasure and flown away, and the government could not find out his whereabouts, who would have thought that he had been sleeping at the bottom of the cold lake for so many years.

Mo Yan touched his arms, took out a yellow silk scroll, and unfolded it to see that it was covered with ink, but he could vaguely identify the strange bird standing on the peak of the Jade Bureau, which turned out to be the "Vulture Landscape Map" that served as an old monk. This picture has lost its ink color after being soaked underwater for too long, and it is a pity that the ink treasure that has been treasured for more than 100 years in the Gantong Temple has been destroyed like this, which makes people sigh. In later generations, there were visitors who went to the Gantong Temple to see the "dying side" that took on the role, but there was no such "Vulture Landscape Map".

Mo Yan went back to the water to look for it, but found no other abnormalities, so he fished up the bamboo baskets, medicine hoes and other things that Mr. Mu had brought with him. Anyway, after all, Mr. Mu was his own husband in the past, so he couldn't let him be exposed to the wilderness, so he should be buried.

The soil under the cliff stone screen is relatively soft, Mo Yan dug a big pit there with a medicine hoe, and gently put Mr. Mu's body down.

Mo Yan put on his shirt and pants and took out the book of "Mu's Ventriloquist Technique" and said, "Mr. Mu, this is a book handed down by your ancestors, so let's return it to you." He lit the book in front of the grave, looking at the slowly rising paper ashes, he couldn't help but feel a little sad, it was the hidden "Absolute Pulse Strategy" in this book that guided him on the path of collecting true medicine and cultivating.

Mr. Mu's martial arts are not weak, judging from the fact that he killed the white-faced scholar with one palm, he should not have been killed by someone, and there is no need to sink to the bottom of the lake when the mountain is inaccessible. If it weren't for the murder, there was only one possibility, Mr. Mu was killed by a creature from the spirit world.

That night, my father told him that his great-grandfather had encountered the young chick of the strange bird in the Dragon Pond of the Jade Bureau Peak, and he shot it and took the animal skin on the spot and put it away, and then there was a whirlwind and sand and stones, and his eyes could not be opened, and then the fog was thick and he lost consciousness. When the great-grandfather woke up, he found that his eyes were blind and his limbs could not move, and he lay down for a day before he was found by his family who had gone up the mountain, and died within a few days of carrying him back to Mojiayi. And the strange bird fur was pressed to the bottom of the box, and it was not until decades later that Su Niang turned it out and sewed the Pikan shoulder.

However, he didn't find anything abnormal on the Jade Bureau Peak, and he couldn't find any signs of the spiritual passage, so Mo Yan still didn't have a clue after thinking for a long time. On the way down the mountain, I suddenly remembered that when my great-ancestor hunted Gu Carving, it was in winter, and Mr. Mu also came to Yuju Peak in winter, and now it is early summer, maybe that logo will only appear in winter, it seems that only in winter will there be another trip to Yuju Peak.

When I returned to Dali City, it was already evening, the streets were brightly lit, people came and went, the vendors selling bait and silk baba shouted, and there were also beggars stretching out their hands to beg for passers-by along the street.

Mo Yan returned to the Bashan Medical Clinic and saw that there was no abnormality, although Tianxu Zhenren suffered a loss, he would not give up in order to prolong his life. He found a pen and ink and wrote on the door panel, "Tianxu Zhenren, please come to Jizu Mountain to find me." A few big words, and then hung a new iron lock and returned to the new house at the south gate.

Mo Yan told his father and mother that he would go to Jizu Mountain to learn art for a while, and if someone came to ask, he would tell him truthfully.

"Remnant, why do you want to leave again?" Su Niang was reluctant to let her son go out again, for fear that she would not see each other for many years.

Mo Yan told his father and mother that Jizu Mountain was not very far away, and he would often come to visit.

Early the next morning, after saying goodbye to his father and mother, he left Dali City and returned directly to Jizu Mountain.

These days, the little mountain ghost has become accustomed to wearing a robe with a hood, and seeing that Mo Yan has brought back several beautiful new clothes for himself, he is overjoyed and busy trying them on. He got along very well with Yindanzi, and did some of the work of pulling weeds, watering, cleaning and cleaning, and even made a fire to learn to cook, as if he had become a handyman.

Mo Yan went to Yindan Cave and told Yindanzi in detail about the encounter with Tianxu Zhenren in Dali City.

"Okay, lead him up to Jizu Mountain, and the poor Dao will take care of this old miscellaneous hair for the thirty years of suffering that Jin Danzi has suffered. Yin Danzi said angrily.

"Master, Tianxu has suffered a loss and may bring a helper next time, he is the head of the True Martial Arts Temple, and there are many disciples under him, especially that True Yangzi is the worst, we must take precautions in advance. ”

Yin Danzi smiled faintly: "It's not in the way." ”

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