God's Domain Flying Snow

Chapter 183 The Heavenly Censor Is Not a Passerby (9)
The fourth volume, the eighth volume, and now the third volume, Lu Tingkong looked at the three Medicine King Sutras lying in front of him, the expression on his face became condensed and incomprehensible. The next moment, he pushed the drawer hard. When I went back, the seamless guqin was still on the table quietly, as if it had never been touched by anyone.

He can't be a good person after all, if that's the case, there's no point in pretending to be kind!Thinking this way, Lu Tingkong turned around and left the room without looking back. When he left, the windows and doors that were originally open were also closed tightly, as if no one had been there.

No one knows what will happen next, but the woman in the painting looked out of the closed window with a sad expression when the room was darkened as the door was closed. a faraway place.

Maoshan is originally a place of outstanding people. The air at the intersection like a mountain is fresh, and the mountains and forests are quiet as if they are falling asleep. The whirling of the leaves is like a whisper, but no one knows what he is talking about.

"Master?" Seeing that Jiang Mufeng stopped suddenly, Wu Ya couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"Huh?" Jiang Mufeng looked up at Wu Ya, but seeing the worried expression on Wu Ya's face, he couldn't help but smiled in a low voice and continued walking forward.

"It's okay, let's go!" Jiang Mufeng said so, but the expression on his face was not the same. The iron box that he always held in his hand had never left his hand during the journey, which made Wuya even more confused.

"Master, do we want to go home, or go to see the master?" Wu Ya asked, looking at the place where they parted ways in the distance.

"Let's go home first!" Jiang Mufeng said, Wu Ya frowned slightly, but he still agreed to turn a corner at the intersection, and then walked all the way back to the hut where they lived before.

The hut was still clean, and it could be seen that someone took care of it. After Wu Ya settled Jiang Mufeng, he ran to the kitchen to boil water and cook. He was so busy that he didn't notice the passage of time. By the time the water came out of the kitchen, it was already getting dark.

"Master, do you want to take a bath first, or eat first?" Wu Ya opened the door and walked into the room, but was surprised to see the empty room.

"Master? Master!" Wu Ya searched around the house, then ran out of the house to look at the cliff in the distance, and ran out without thinking.

The mountain wind is still there, the road is still there, Wu Ya ran out of breath and stood on the edge of the cliff, the empty cliff made Wu Ya feel restless, and then he heard the echo of the noise in the mountain, He looked back suddenly.

Looking up at the towering mountain top, where the clouds and mist shroud the place, there is a building standing next to the mountain, which loomingly climbs on the mountain, Wuya couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

"Master..." Wu Ya murmured, the worried look on his face remained the same as before, but he couldn't take a step forward, just stood there with his fists clenched, waiting for the sun to set, even though the night covered the land .

In the mysterious mountain forest, where weeds and shrubs are overgrown, Jiang Mufeng is sitting in a wheelchair, and wherever he goes, it is as if he is walking on flat ground. Returns to its original form after the wheelchair passes.

It seemed that someone yelled in his ears, making Jiang Mufeng stop suddenly and turn his head, looking at the bushes behind him for a moment, then smiled when he thought of something, then raised his head and looked forward, and continued on his way The movement, so of course, made Qiu Daochang, who was meditating in the distant house, suddenly open his eyes, his lips flickering with light moved, but there was only one sigh left, and as the door was pushed open, people walked around Liang does not go.

"Master." Jiang Mufeng looked at Daoist Qiu sitting on the couch, and murmured.

"Are you back?" Daoist Qiu looked at Jiang Mufeng and asked, then put down his crossed legs, tidied his clothes, and sat down on the chair in front of the table.

"Hmm!" Jiang Mufeng responded lightly, and at the same time, he crossed the door rail and stopped in the room smoothly. With the wheels of the wheelchair rolling, the door behind him was also slowly closed.

"Found it?" Qiu Daochang said casually, and then picked up the cups on the table and put them in order. When he picked up the empty teapot, the long tea fragrance accompanied by hot air flowed from the mouth of the pot. Slowly overflowing, wandering in every corner of the room.

Poured a cup of good tea, Daoist Qiu pushed one of the cups in front of Jiang Mufeng, frowned at Jiang Mufeng who didn't answer, and when he saw the iron box Jiang Mufeng put on the table, , couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and then sighed leisurely.

After taking the iron box on the table, Qiu Dao didn't speak for a long time, but his eyes were a little sad, which made Jiang Mufeng frowned, and there were thousands of doubts in his heart, but he didn't know how to ask them.

Qiu Daochang brushed the iron box carefully, and the next moment, just like Jiang Mufeng opened the box, the box was flipped open in Qiu Daochang's hands, but it turned out to be empty, which made Qiu Daochang look up in surprise .

"Where's the stuff inside?" Qiu Daochang's tone was a little anxious, but Jiang Mufeng just replied lightly.

"It was taken away." Jiang Mufeng looked at the astonished Daoist Qiu, and couldn't help asking.

"Master, why is there the Medicine King's Sutra in the mysterious iron box?" Jiang Mufeng didn't understand, Taoists who never asked about Jianghu affairs, why would there be the Medicine King's Sutra that was so rumored in the Jianghu?And why did the mysterious iron box containing the Medicine King Sutra appear in the Shangguan Escort?Jiang Mufeng had doubts on his face, while Qiu Daochang was immersed in his own thoughts, shaking his head and sighing.

"It turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this..." Is it because of this reason that the astrology during this period of time was chaotic?But a Medicine King Sutra actually influences everyone's fate, what a shame!What a sin!

Qiu Daochang shook his head and sighed with pain in his heart, and closed the black iron box in his hand with pity on his face. As he waved his sleeves, the box also disappeared into the air, and Jiang Mufeng was more concerned.

"Master!" Jiang Mufeng called out, causing Qiu Daochang to look back at him, and then turned to look out the window, but he seemed unwilling to say more.

"Master!" Being avoided in this way, Jiang Mufeng shouted in dissatisfaction. From then on, the two insisted on each other's unwillingness to let go. In the end, it was Daoist Qiu who looked at Jiang Mufeng helplessly.

"You are all so stubborn, what are you so stubborn for?" Daoist Qiu shook his head, holding the cup of tea in his hand, he couldn't drink it and put it down again.

"Master, what's going on? Why..." Jiang Mufeng couldn't figure it out no matter how much he thought about it, they shouldn't have bothered to ask about such mundane matters, why did they become the ones who fell into the deepest in the end?

"That's all, if you want to know, I'll tell you! I can't control it, I can't control it anymore." Daoist Qiu shook his head and sighed at the same time, the rustling of the leaves outside the window reflected the flickering candles on the table. It was a story from a long time ago, murmured out from Daoist Qiu's mouth.

More than 20 years ago, Daoist Qiu was entrusted by someone to keep the third volume of the King of Medicine. It was a simple task and did not involve too many temporary actions, but in the end it became out of control because of one person.

"Is it because of the relationship between the younger brother? Because the younger brother knew about the King of Medicine Sutra, and because the younger brother wanted the King of Medicine Sutra, did Master put the King of Medicine Sutra in a black iron box and send it away?" Jiang Mufeng looked at Qiu. Daoist, I didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"The other party was going to turn around and take it away, but in order to stop your junior brother's thoughts, I sent the Medicine King Sutra away without authorization, but I didn't want to..." Daoist Qiu didn't expect things to turn out like this in the end. It's okay if we live in peace, but the result is still...

(End of this chapter)