What the disciple said next made Qiuqiu even more surprised.
"The disciples were worried and did not dare to stay in the town for a long time. Later, they bypassed the town and walked outside the town. They found that the original cemetery outside the town was empty."
The disciple obviously had more fear of this matter than what he had seen just now.
"All empty?"
"Yes, not only is the new tomb buried for several months, but even the old tomb that has been inaugurated for a long time has been dug, the coffin is scattered all over the ground, and the bones are gone."
Has this happened in the town where the incident happened?
After all, Qiuqiu had not seen it with his own eyes. It was no longer easy for Aunt Lu to check in the town. It would be difficult for her to check it out at the grave outside the town.
The head of Wulou Mountain asked about the place name and location of the disciple, and immediately sent someone to check it out, asking them to send a message back immediately after finding it out, and they must be careful and be vigilant at all times. Once they encounter danger, don't be strong, and it is most important to save their lives and escape.
News came again in the evening.
Among the people who came to Heshan Town for the meeting this time, some of them did not arrive.
It turned out that we set out together, and we separated for a while. Now it has been more than ten days and no one has arrived. I sent someone to look for it again, but it turned out like the world has evaporated, and there was no trace of it.
For a moment, the town was even more panicked.
The sun was about to set, the sky in the west was red, and a faint night fog began to quietly spread. Looking down from the hillside, the small Heshan Town seemed to be flooded by the thick twilight around.
Before everyone could find out, the sun had already set. The night was approaching step by step.
Qiuqiu turned around and asked Shi'er: "Am there really anyone among us who are descendants of monsters?"
Shi'er whispered: "Some."
The sun had completely sunk below the underground line, the entire sky darkened in an instant, and the mountain wind suddenly became cold.
Huo'er was with Qiuqiu's side. Qiuqiu was reading a book. It was coiled on Qiuqiu's arm. Qiuqiu wanted to pour water, so it climbed onto the lid of the kettle. Qiuqiu didn't pay attention for a moment. Almost poured it into the cup together.
"Go away, don't bother me here." Qiuqiu turned the page in his hand over a page. Huo'er's tail was rolled over and pressed the page for her like a paperweight. When Qiuqiu finished reading this page, he had to pull its tail up before turning it.
Although it is a bit annoying, it makes people feel less heavy when they are so naughty from time to time.
Yunmei and Yunshu were there in the next room. They lived next to Qiuqiu, and they always listened to the call to do things for Qiuqiu. This was the arrangement of their master Elder Li. Yunmei was puzzled at first, what should the master do to Qiuzhang Peak?
"It's not easy for Qiuzhang Peak to be alone." Elder Li said earnestly: "Think about it, if Master, I and our Jiufeng disappeared from this world together, what would you feel in your heart? Oh. By the way, you two still have each other to be with you. Qiuzhang Peak doesn't even have a senior sister left."
After hearing what the master said, the two of them put themselves in Qiuqiu's shoes and felt chilling when they thought about it. It made people feel that the surroundings were pitch black and there was not even a ray of light that was so desperate.
In this way, they are less repulsive about being with Qiuqiu.
Elder Li nodded and said, "Besides, Master also has some selfish intentions. You two have followed me since childhood. But Master, my talent is limited, and you two have no great prospects. Qiuzhang Peak is different. She is talented and has extraordinary qualifications. She is young and has become the lord of a peak, and her future achievements are limitless. You two can learn a little by little and benefit you."
"What about you, Master? If we are far away, Master, don't you miss us?"
Elder Li smiled: "Go, come on, you guys quickly start the army. I'm only a few years less angry and worrying about it."
In this way, they suddenly became the little followers of Qiu Zhangfeng.
Speaking of which, there are quite a few senior sisters who want to be a follower for Qiu Zhangfeng. Other palm peaks have their own people under their hands, but the Seventh Peak is an exception. Only the Seventh Peak can find the Seventh Peak, so the peak master becomes a bare commander. As soon as they moved over, the senior sister said that they had the moon first when they were close to the water tower. They got the blue eyes of Qiu Zhangfeng, and they couldn't say that the peak master would look at them differently.
Yunmei was so angry that she wanted to talk back, but Yun Shu grabbed her.
"We have taken advantage of it. Are we still feeling sad? We are all classmates, and it's not good to make a noise."
This place is not Jiufeng, not their own territory. It is better to be laughed at by others in places like others.
Besides, when is it now? It is not appropriate to quarrel over a trivial matter in such a matter of trouble.
But then I thought about it, at this time, everyone was still thinking about such a small matter, which means that the situation was not so bad that it could not be cured.
What she said was reasonable, and Yunmei was used to listening to her.
At this moment, she leaned out and looked out, then retracted and whispered: "Qiuzhang Peak has not yet stopped, the window is still lit."
"Now, who can rest with peace of mind?" Yun Shu bit off the thread and shook the clothes in her hand: "You try."
Yunmei took off her outer shirt, put on the shirt that Yun Shu had handed her, and pulled the front panel: "The length is just right, and the color is good."
No one stipulates what kind of clothes they cannot wear, but no one cares too much about these. It is easy to act in a simple and simple way. Look at the women of wealthy families at the foot of the mountain, so heavy and cumbersome, how can they practice swordsmanship?
Yunmei took off her new shirt and put it aside, sat down next to Yunshu: "Senior Sister, are you saying... what you heard about today true?"
"What?" Yunmei turned to look at her.
"Some people say that Xiuyuan Mountain has attracted the covetousness of monsters, so they must have some treasures. Now there are no people in the entire mountain and the entire sect, only Qiuzhang Peak is left. She is so outstanding, so she must have some treasures, or some secrets, right?"
"How can you believe this kind of nonsense?"
"Yes, I also think those people are bored."
"Who are they?"
"I don't really recognize it, and there are people from Wulou Mountain."
Yun Shu shook her head: "When you hear such words again, not only don't believe it, but it's better to walk away quickly and stay away from those people. You can't stand others in your own way. If you just think about it in your heart, it's okay. If you do something because of jealousy, you will be ignorant of life or death."
"I didn't believe it either." Yunmei felt a little embarrassed: "It's just... I wanted to defend Qiu Zhangfeng for a few words, but they were a lot of people and were not familiar with me, so I didn't go there."
"There is no need to argue about this kind of thing. Do you believe it after you say it?"
Yunmei rested her head on Yun Shu's legs, closed her eyes and started to doze comfortably.
Yun Shu stopped and looked at her, with a faint sadness on her face.
Compared with Yunmei, she thought more and further.
Yunmei was too naive, but Yun Shu knew that the peace in front of her would be broken at any time.
She pulled the thread along the line and continued to bow her head to do her work.
Qiuqiu spread out a piece of paper and wrote down what she encountered one by one on her head.
One thing after another.
At the beginning, the encounter between the senior sister and the master, the strangeness of the town at the foot of the mountain, the incident of Jinglan and Jingfei, the soul-lossing that also occurred in Jiufeng, the accident of the sealed place, and the chaos in the capital...
These things are listed on paper, and seemingly irrelevant things are connected by an invisible string.
What goal should monsters achieve?
The purpose of the old man Wan Gu is very clear. He has done so many things that are difficult to tolerate, all for immortality. The death of the emperor, the dispute between the prince, and the rebellion of the border army generals, all of these things are done by him.
He can get benefits from these things.
Huo'er stepped into the ink inkstone with one claw, then crawled over Qiuqiu's paper, leaving a row of small black claw marks.
"Look at you, crawling around." Qiuqiu knocked Huo'er's head with his pen.
Those tiny claw prints look messy, but they have a clear direction.
It is impossible for people to do something for no reason.
The same should be true for monsters?
Their various actions must have a purpose.
Monsters are not creatures without wisdom, on the contrary, they are surprisingly cunning and vicious.
What is their purpose? Will kill everyone in this world turn this world into another demonic realm?
Do you have a higher and greater goal to swallow people's flesh and blood and energy to strengthen yourself?
Qiuqiu threw the pen, and Huoer jumped up, and his mouth accurately grabbed Qiuqiu's pen thrown.
Qiuqiu was so worried that it made him laugh: "You are a dragon, not a puppy."
Huo'er came up with his pen holder in his arms, and Qiuqiu had to take the pen over again and praised it: "I'm so sensible and capable."
Huo'er shook his tail proudly.
Qiuqiu lowered her head speechlessly. Why does raising a little dragon feel the same as raising a puppy?
Things in the capital...
Although the chaos in the capital had only been revealed for less than a year, Old Man Wan Gu had started planning since early on. He found Kong Xuan, the bloodline of the previous dynasty, arranged an important chess piece like the imperial concubine, and even the queen had the existence of Lord Tang. He had started planning decades ago, but the chaos had only emerged now.
Qiuqiu's fingers clenched slightly.
What they are watching now may not have happened suddenly.
All this began to be in the dark from a dozen, decades ago, or even earlier.
If that were the case, these things now were not accidental.
It's like an iceberg showing only a tip, and the deeper part is hidden under the water.
Behind the monsters, is there a behind-the-scenes master like the old man Wan Gu? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
ps: I'm going out tomorrow and I'm going to have something to do...