sinovels Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Xing Lin listened all the way to the last sentence, he just took a slow breath and choked his heart and lungs, he forced the choking cough in, and the air in his chest was painful.
Xia Baiyou couldn't wait to stand up, pointing at the people passing by the big restaurant, "I guess most of these people have seen it."
Xing Lin took his finger pointing at everyone, and silently pressed it on the table, "Okay, I got it. This script... put it here..."
Xia Baiyou said: "Brother Xinglin, haven't you finished reading it yet? Then you have to hurry up, the disciples of the Golden Knife Sect still have to borrow it..."
Xing Lin waved his hand, feeling powerless to say anything more, the script was almost burning slightly in his arms, he tried his best to ignore the strange feeling, and cleared his throat.
All of a sudden, his thoughts that had been confused just now came to an end.
He asked: "By the way, Brother Xia, when we were listening to Second Senior Uncle and Senior Brother Hu talking in the main hall today, did he mention that the body of the lamp keeper is missing?"
Xia Baiyou was stunned, and recalled carefully, "No... no."
Xing Lin asked him: "I just heard someone here say, where did you first hear about the disappearance of the lamp keeper's body?"
Xia Baiyou didn't know why he asked like this: "Just... you just rest in my room after you're drunk. I have nothing to do. I listen to the disciples in the corridor whispering. After listening for a while, I wake you up."
Xing Lin said: "Where did the disciples in the corridor hear it?"
Xia Baiyou said: "Of course it was Brother Hu who said it. Who else has been to Huishuo Mountain?"
Xing Lin nodded and said: "That's right! No one has ever been to Huishuo Mountain except him, but we all heard outside the hall that Senior Brother Hu didn't mention the lantern keeper at all!"
Xia Baiyou couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw his serious eyes shining.
"Brother Xinglin, Brother Hu didn't say it in the hall, and it's not that he didn't say it in private. You can see that when he walked out of the hall, he kept talking with Brother Gan and others. He said hundreds of sentences if not a thousand. We weren't listening in either."
Xing Lin shook his head, the fire in his heart was burning fiercely, burning more and more intensely.
He put his hand on the side of the table, almost wanting to overturn the long table, almost wanting to overwhelm everyone in the restaurant, almost wanting to question who they got the news from, who is the source!
because!He knew that no one in the fairy sect would know the news, because all the twelve sect masters knew about him lurking in the devil's lair as a lamp keeper, and they were deeply ashamed!His father and Daoist Yufang Gongguimeng single-handedly manipulated the young male disciples, used color schemes, committed themselves to the Demon Lord, and abandoned the face and virtue of the immortal sect, absolutely unbearable to speak out in the open!
His father and others would never tell Hu Zhengru about the disappearance of any lantern keeper—back then, the tomb of the lantern keeper was broken open by the Twelve Sect Leaders after Gan, Li and other disciples went down the mountain secretly!
He looked at the bustling crowd of various disciples, and felt a chill shooting from his heart to his limbs.
He looked at those who wore white clothes and plain crowns, those who wore purple clothes and silver crowns, those who wore green clothes and jade crowns, those who wore red clothes with red fruit hairpins, and the disciples of various schools, all scattered cultivators.Are these people really supposed to be disciples, or are they still themselves?
At this time, there are dozens of immortal sects and scattered cultivators in Yufang Palace. How can everyone know each other? If someone gets mixed up among them...
Xing Lin sat among the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, as if sitting in a small ice cave.
His mind was terrified, panicked, almost bursting.
Xia Baiyou gently pushed him: "Brother Xinglin...Brother Xinglin..."
Xing Lin raised his head in a daze, and asked in a daze, "What's the matter?"
Xia Baiyou pointed to the door of the restaurant in the distance, and he could vaguely see a small figure waiting there from the crowd.
Xia Baiyou said: "I'm going to get something, I'll be right back."
Xing Lin nodded blankly.
Xia Baiyou went.
Xing Lin put his hands on the table and sat obediently—better obedient than obedient.
The other disciples at the same table had already finished their bowls full of rice, and they left. A new group of disciples sat down at the table with their bowls.
Xinglin's desk was empty, he clasped his left hand with his right, and he even forgot to cook.
Suddenly at the entrance of the restaurant came a senior senior brother, a direct disciple of Yufang Palace, that senior brother's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
He said loudly: "Listen, all disciples, gather outside the main hall tonight, don't go back to your room alone."
There was a loud noise in the restaurant, and there were discussions about everything.
"What do you mean? The bedroom is not safe?"
"Fool, Yufang Palace is not safe..."
"What's going on here? How can Yufang Palace be unsafe? Isn't there a magic circle here..."
"Woooo, I don't want to stay here, I want to find my masters..."
"Where are the disciples of the Red Cloud Sect, just in case, gather together, let's not get separated..."
"Where did Senior Sister Guo go? I saw her in the afternoon..."
The young people who were still smiling and talking about the shortcomings of other parents just now became flustered, some questioned the elder brother Yufang Gong at the door, some rushed to hug their own family members, some cursed and even cried.
Xing Lin was flustered and short of breath, dizzy and tinnitus. Amidst the indistinguishable noise, he got up and walked out of the hall along with the crowd.
Just now he had been thinking about how to inform the Second Martial Uncle and the others about the ghost in Yufang Palace at this moment, and make them believe what he said.
At this moment, it is obvious that the Second Master Uncle and the others have noticed that although Yufang Palace has reinforced the magic circle many times, it is no longer an iron wall.
The danger comes from within the palace.
The evening clouds receded, turning from red to black, and night officially fell.
He rushed forward with the crowd in a daze, and in the distance, he saw a black mass of people in front of the main hall.Numerous torches were raised.
Xing Lin recalled that night ten years ago, in the raging fire, the sky shot through the sky.
Xing Lin searched the crowd for half a day, and finally saw Gan Dihua, who was dressed in white and plain, was walking through the crowd towards the main entrance of the main hall.
A pair of hands stretched out, lightly grabbing his wrist.
Gan Dihua was frightened, and looked forward along those hands. It was Xing Lin who showed half of his face between the people. Gan Dihua breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm looking for you everywhere!"
Xing Lin smiled lightly, grabbed his hand, and the two retreated to the open space. He had a long story in his mind, but he could only pick out a few questions lightly and deftly.
The moon is dim tonight, and the tiger-carved stone lanterns beside the road are dimly lit.
Xing Lin didn't wait for Gan Dihua to open his mouth, and first asked a question: "Senior Brother Gan, you almost never left Brother Hu's side today. Did Brother Hu talk about the disappearance of the lantern keeper's body today?"
Gan Dihua was taken aback: "Lampkeeper? No...the body of the lampkeeper is gone too?"
He had just gathered in the main hall with Second Martial Uncle and other elite disciples to discuss countermeasures, but he had never heard of this matter, not only him, he assured that even Second Martial Uncle and others had not heard of it.
Xing Lin said: "All the disciples say so."
Gan Dihua frowned: "Who spread the rumor?"
Xing Lin said slowly, "How can Senior Brother Gan know it's a rumor? Maybe it's the truth, but even Senior Brother Hu doesn't know..."
He stopped talking like gossiping, and raised his foot to return to the crowd, but Gan Dihua still stood there without moving.
Xing Lin was stunned, he looked at the dark head, and suddenly remembered, "Xia Baiyou said to fetch things, but he hasn't seen him back yet."
His eyes lingered in the crowd, he turned his head and asked Gan Dihua, "Brother Gan has just passed through the crowd, you can see Brother Xia."
Gan Dihua shook his head, "No."
Xing Lin nodded. Even Xia Baiyou might not be able to see the thousands of people in front of the hall.
He said to Senior Brother Gan: "It's okay, just now a disciple came to look for Brother Xia, and Brother Xia said he was going to get something. I think he saw a crowd coming here on the way, so he should know to gather here..."
Before he finished speaking, a strange feeling rose in his heart again.I can't tell what's wrong, but the back of my head is numb and my back feels cold.
He was stunned for a moment, then slowly asked: "Senior Brother Gan... Did you meet the man with the golden snake collar last time because he is not tall..."
Gan Dihua said: "Yes, very thin..."
"Senior brother Gan..." Xing Lin's eyes slowly met him, interrupting his words.
"I don't feel very well."
After a stick of incense, Gan Dihua wore a sword and Xun Weishu Xinglin and others searched for people around the restaurant. Xinglin was on the left side of the back eaves porch, and Gan Dihua was not far away from him. Xinglin stepped forward and talked with Gan Dihua : "Not here."
Gan Dihua said: "Not in front of the main hall, not in the dining room... Maybe he is in the bedroom?"
Xing Lin shook his head, "I don't know..."
Gan Dihua said: "What is he going to fetch?"
Xinglin recalled that an hour ago, Xia Baiyou came up to her to talk, and in the distance, there was a thin and thin figure in the gap, waiting at the door.
Xing Lin shuddered, he stood side by side with Gan Dihua, looked at Gan Dihua slightly sideways, and said: "He didn't say anything, he just said..."
Before the words fell, he fell silent, his mouth was still slightly opened, and he seemed to be overly frightened in the middle of speaking, and suddenly paused.
His eyes gradually drooped, moving from Gan Dihua's eyes to his shoulders.
A pair of hands rested on his back shoulders, a pair of slender, pale hands with knuckles so thin that they were so thin.
Gan Dihua stood still.
He also saw the same scene, Xing Lin opposite him also had a hand behind him.
The two of them were half frozen, feeling the cold numbness coming from their back shoulders.
This was the last feeling the two had when they were sober.
It was dark all around, and Xing Lin curled up his limbs, nestling like a shrimp.
Gradually regaining consciousness, he opened his misty eyes and stared for a moment in the darkness.
here is……
Xing Lin was panting rapidly, the place he was trapped in was extremely cramped, the breath bounced back immediately when he exhaled, something blocked his face, he moved his hand, fortunately he was not bound, he raised his hand to touch the object in front of him, The tentacles are rough and soft, with a reddish tint.
This is a sack, wake Lin epiphany, he was trapped in the sack.
He reached out and fumbled behind, and sure enough, he found a person.
The man moved, and quietly and calmly shook his hand back. In the dark and narrow sack, he whispered softly: "Don't talk, we were captured by the people of the Devil's Den."
It's Gan Dihua.
Ordinary people fall into the hands of the devil's lair, I'm afraid their hearts are already full of fear and fear, and they will feel a little relieved when they perceive that there is a familiar senior brother around them. Don't stop, the more you jump, the louder the sound.
In the darkness, Xing Lin even thought his heartbeat was really beating, thump, thump.
Frightened, panicked, and relieved all his mothers stood aside.It turns out that at this moment, those sleepless thoughts, fears that follow you like a shadow, and the strange things can be forgotten.
His heartbeat was about to catch fire, a resolute and excited fire, restrained, enduring, ready to burn him at all times.
It's finally here...
where is that manBy his side?