Mind-reading cute baby: Let's spoil my mother to heaven!

Chapter 171 Destroying the Door (5)

She bent her legs and fell to her knees in the dust.

She didn't even get up, and simply walked on her knees; she couldn't move anymore, so she bent down and scratched the ground with both hands.

She had just lost her body, and there was still severe pain between her waist and abdomen. She chose to ignore the dripping blood... So she didn't crawl a few steps, and her waist and legs were already exhausted.

All her weight is only supported by ten fingers.

The nails dug deep into the ground, and she knew that some nails were broken, and the fingertips were bleeding.

However, she doesn't hurt.

After going through everything tonight, she no longer felt any pain from this little injury on her finger.

She crawled like this until she reached the numerous graves and found the one in the middle.

In front of the grave, there is a jade white pole, which was cut off and buried in front of the grave as a tombstone.

She recognized that they were the two Xuanqing woods that used to be the flagpoles of Shanyuemen, but then lifted up the remains of the master!

"Master——" She hugged the simple tombstone tightly, mourning to the sky: "It is the disciple who is incompetent and cannot help the master to protect the master's door. Master... the disciple swears in front of the master's grave, no matter how much it takes. For the price, the disciples will definitely find the enemy and return blood with blood!"

There was a rustling sound beside him, resembling the sound of footsteps.

Her eyes were clouded with tears, and she murmured in confusion, "Master, you are the one who is back, isn't it? Master, I knew you hadn't gone far. How could you be willing to part with our Moon Mountain, why would you be willing to leave my uncle and me behind?" It doesn't matter, does it?"

The elbow was gently supported, but it was a real touch.

Startled, she quickly opened her eyes and looked over.

Where is Master?

She stared fixedly at the person in front of her again, forgetting to cry for a while.

Why is it him again? —he stood before her!
He can't walk, and it was for this that she went all out, risking being discovered that she was a time-traveling woman, and drew him a drawing of a wheelchair, creating for him a wheelchair that shouldn't exist in this era. It's a wheelchair!

Even he just sat in front of the fire, didn't he?
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Seeing that she was so startled that she could hardly breathe, he suppressed a sigh and slowly squatted down.

His hand still held her elbow firmly.

"The same reason. Anxious, angry, and the instinct to escape, even the acupuncture points on the legs and feet have been impacted..."

She looked at him, and she burst into tears.

But this time, he finally laughed out loud.

"Our teacher's school is in great trouble. I would have been unable to survive tonight... But you, you can talk, stand and walk again, that is a blessing among misfortunes!"

"Oh my god, even though it watched our teacher's sect in great difficulty and ignored it, at any rate, it still has a trace of pity - it can make you better, so I don't hate it so much..."

She hugged him and cried and laughed for a while.

Until, the fire will be exhausted.

She wiped away her tears and held him back.

"We can't stay in Yueshan anymore. Come with me, let's go down the mountain."

She fixedly looked up at him.

For the past ten years, he has been sitting, and she has always looked down at him.It was only at this moment that he realized for the first time that he was so tall.When she looked at him, she raised her head high.

"...It's just that there is no such abundance of food and clothing as on the mountain. But don't worry, I can support you. As long as I have a bite to eat, you will never starve to death."

She turned her eyes and looked at the grave of Master and the others.

"...I have to seal this place up. To prevent those beasts from coming back in the future, it would be bad if they destroyed all the remains of Master and the others."

She waved her arms, trying to concentrate on luck.

But this body refused to help her anymore.She tried it several times, but there was no reaction at all.

She was so anxious that she was about to cry, and shouted at the original owner of her body: "... Please! He is also your master!"

The wrist was held again.

She turned to look at him, with tears in her eyes.

"What are you going to do?" He looked deeply into her eyes.

She sniffed and tried to suppress the tears, "I want to seal this place up! If my skill is really not enough, then I can knock down this mountain wall, but I just want to keep the resting place of Master and the others temporarily. Cover it up so that outsiders won't find it again!"

He lowered his eyes quietly, "Maybe, I can give it a try."
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"What did you say?"

Ye Qingluan stared blankly at him: "You? How do you try?"

In the past ten years, he has been a child who can't speak or walk. Apart from studying, he has no power to restrain his hands, so he can only be protected by her and his teacher.

He lowered his eyes silently, suddenly raised his hand, and tore off a part of his own sleeve.

He glanced at her and grabbed her finger.

Her fingertips were still dripping with blood, but he grabbed her hand and wrote quickly on that sleeve.

Plain white clothes, bright red bloodstains.The dragon hooks the iron painting, and the pen walks away the spirit snake.

After reading it, she exclaimed, "Can you write talismans?"

Xuanxiu, a member of the Shanyue Gate, even though writing talismans is a course that should be studied.However, the brothers and sisters all prefer to practice swords and burn alchemy, but few people can hold their breath in this talisman technique.Therefore, in her generation of Shanyuemen, there are not many people who have made any progress in this talisman, and at most they only know a little bit.

As for him, she never saw him learn talismans at all, the master never taught him.How could he do it?
He didn't say much, just took a deep look at her, and nodded briefly, "Yes."

While her mind was shaking, he had let go of the runes written in blood and gone with the wind.

His technique is also unique, there is no trace of luck on his fingers, just let the runes be lifted by the wind and float away naturally.It was like letting go of a white dove casually.

The rune written on the sleeve floated into the air, and then found its own direction, and floated towards the mountain wall with the wind, lightly fitting on the mountain wall.

Immediately, there was a loud bang from the sky and the earth, and the mountain wall collapsed in an instant!
In the blink of an eye, the resting place of Master and the others has been buried by the overturned earth and rocks, and no trace can be seen anymore.

Ye Qingluan was so sad in his heart that he knelt down on the ground again and kowtowed in that direction.

"Master... You have knowledge at the bottom of the spring, so don't go far away. Wait until the apprentice returns with the head of the enemy, and then sacrifice to you!"

The mountain wind howls, and the blood color of the moon phase gradually fades.

The world is only black and white.

She cut off a section of the severed Xuanqing wood, put it into a bun, and used it as a hairpin.

From then on, Xuan Qingmu hung high above his head, never forgetting it.
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The sky was about to be bright, and at the moment when bright and dark colors alternated, Ye Qingluan opened his eyes.

She sits up.

He took off the "referring to a deer as a horse" on his hair, found the Xuanqing wood hairpin again, and tied his long hair into a bun.

The kind of bun used by Taoist disciples.

It is like the incense scar on the head of a Buddhist disciple, which represents the strict precepts, and reminds himself of the teacher's teachings that he will never forget in his eternal life.

Withdrawing the "pointing at a deer as a horse", she hesitated for a moment, then let go.

"Referring to a deer as a horse" fell to the ground with a clatter.

She threw it away.

(End of this chapter)