Chapter 296 Go to Jinmei Villa

"That man told me that he has been looking for you for more than 20 years and has never stopped looking for you." Feng Junyang fell into a confused hypothesis. He imagined the handsome Xie Lianqi, walking alone in the rivers and lakes, like a wandering pedestrian, looking for the most important person in his life.

Chasing the moon listened motionlessly. She felt tears slipping through her eyes, but the thick bandages covered all her face, and no one could see her facial expression.

"I have seen him and want to bring him to see you. But from his words, I heard that you in his impression are still so beautiful, so beautiful, so I hesitated to let him come to see you now, which may not be what he wants, and..."

Hearing this, Zhuiyue suddenly shook his hand impatiently, and even made a "woo" sound in his mouth.

"I know, you won't want to. That's why I didn't rush to bring him to see you." Feng Junyang whispered, "He is still the same, and should still be what you remember. He looks like me, doesn't he?"

There was a "um" in the throat of chasing the moon, which sounded very satisfying.

"Then, we will send you back to the Valley of Flowers. He said that as long as I inform him, he will come to see you immediately. Do you think he is not eager to see you? Then you are wrong. I told him that I have seen you, but you traveled all over the world to collect medicinal herbs, and it's not so easy to meet you, so I lied to him. But he will wait for you in a fixed place, so when you recover, I will come to him to see you. You must take good care of your injuries. With so many medicinal herbs in Baihua Valley, you will definitely get better and restore your previous appearance..." Feng Junyang said, with tears in his eyes. His words calmed the moon. He knew that the ability to survive after the moon at this time would be stronger, and she must also want to see Xie Lianqi. They have been waiting for each other for half of their lives. How could they miss it here?

It's just that Feng Junyang is not sure. Where is this Xie Lianqi?

When the moon is ready, he can't give her back a Xie Lianqi. What should he do?

Let's talk about it then.

"Well, Feng Wu Ma Ben, you send her back to Baihua Valley first. Mingzhu and I are going to a pagoda to save Wu..." Feng Junyang quickly closed his mouth, afraid that Chasing Yue would suddenly be excited when he heard Wu Sangzi's name.

"Okay, let's go first." Xiao He flattened the body chasing the moon in case of bumps, and then drove the carriage away slowly.

"Did you really see Xie Lianqi?" Mingzhu asked as she walked.

"No." Feng Junyang's simple answer.

"Then how will you explain it in the future?" Mingzhu asked worriedly, "Don't you know the character of chasing the moon? What's the point if she struggles to survive with hope without Xie Lianqi?

"Well, let's take one step at a time. When she gets better, I believe she will understand my pains.

"Feng Junyang, I envy Xie Lianqi so much. For so many years, a person like Chasing Yue has always been in his heart, and he lives in the softest part of my heart. If someone cares about me like this in my life, I will die without complaint..." Pearl said with emotion.

"What did the little girl say? If you are so gentle and understanding, there will be someone who loves you and misses you, and will never forget you until death.

Pearl smiled and said, "We are so good at saying that we are dead. Come on, you can see the top of the pagoda.

The two stopped talking and walked for a while with their own mind, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived at the pagoda.

"No fruit master!" Feng Junyang shouted outside the tower.

At ordinary times, you will definitely "roll" out with a fat head and a round body, and sing with a smile: "Amitabha, little benefactor..."

But it didn't come out at this moment.

"Master Wuguo, aren't you lazy in it?" Feng Junyang smiled, pushed open the side door of the pagoda, passed an alley, and entered the Buddhist hall.

The Buddhist hall was quiet. In the past, there was smoke and the sound of wooden fish, but today there is no incense or monk reading scriptures.

"Where is this old monk?" Feng Junyang said in surprise.

"Will you really be lazy to sleep in?"

"May be healing Usanzi in the Zen room." Feng Junyang said, entering the fruitless Zen room, the pearl followed closely, and the lonely pagoda exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

In the Zen room, there is a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine. Zen** is tidy and tidy, and there was no one in the place where Wu Sangzi slept in the past.

"It's strange, is this Usanzi dead?" Mingzhu said, "This traditional Chinese medicine smells so strange. Is it fruitless to expel poison Wu Sangzi?"

Ping said, walking to the table, where there were still potions and residues in the copper basin on the table. She carefully picked it up, took it close to the window, and couldn't help frowning.

"What kind of medicine is it?"

"This is a poison, but it is not a poison to repel U Sangzi. It seems to be a poison to drive a dead body. Who was poisoned?" Mingzhu said, "Isn't it fruitless? Could it be that he was poisoned by zombies?

Feng Junyang walked to the rattan chair beside the table. Something on the chair caught his attention. It was a leather glove. He picked it up and saw that he was very familiar with this glove. It was Du Kang's.

"I know. It's a fruitless potion for Du Kang." Feng Junyang said, "It's just that two of these three are injured now. Where will they go?"

"Let's look everywhere." Mingzhu said, "You see, they must have left in a hurry. There was no time to close the window."

After saying that, Mingzhu reached out to close the window.

"Oh, what is this?" Mingzhu picked up a piece of paper stuck in the window, "There seems to be words on it."

Feng Junyang took it over. The paper was stuck in the window and had some damage. He carefully opened it and saw four big characters written on it: Jinmei Villa.

"They went to Jinmei Villa!" Feng Junyang said excitedly, "Could it be that Wu Sangzi consciously failed, wanting to atone for his sins and tell the truth about what happened back then?"

"Or do you want to avenge the family of Jinmei Villa without the mercy of the monks? So he took Usangzi to Jinmei Villa? Mingzhu said in a panic, "This note was left fruitlessly at first glance. The handwriting was strong and powerful, and the other two injured people could not write it. He is written to you, and you are also from Jinmei Villa. Is he going to inform you to go?

"I'm really worried when you say that. The fruitless nature is indeed good and bad, and there is no control. Maybe it's really he took Wu Sangzi away. Feng Junyang said, "Now, we must catch up with them. Wu Sangzi's condition may not be able to withstand the toss of the journey."

"If he dies, it's no wonder that I'm here with the antidote. He wants to leave." Mingzhu said and walked out of the Zen room.

"Where are you going?"

"Chasing!" Mingzhu said, "Looking at the flame extinguishing of the Buddha Hall, it should have left in the morning."

"Why?"

"He burns incense every morning, and the incense can burn for a day. Do you see those incense burns? The incense in it has burned out. Therefore, he didn't smell incense this morning.

"Then he may have left last night."

"Will he go on his way at night with a dying man? You are so stupid." Mingzhu turned around and blew her handsome face and said funnyly.

"Bad girl, shall we go back and tell Xiao Hema Ben?" Feng Junyang asked, "It also saves them from worrying."

"Now your task is almost completed. Their task is to heal the wounds of chasing the moon. Let's make a mark outside this pagoda and tell them our whereabouts. Now we go back to Baihua Valley, and it has been delayed for half a day. Maybe they will be haunted by chasing the moon, which will hurt you. The big thing."

"It's a pity that I missed the opportunity to go to Baihua Valley again." Feng Junyang sighed, "A girl once told me that there were hundreds of flowers in full bloom, strange flowers and grass, and flowers that can eat people..."

"Who is that girl?"

"She is no longer alive." Feng Junyang thought of Xingju, and his heart was gloomy. Thinking of the time in Qianfo Town, he was even more emotional.

Mingzhu saw that Feng Junyang's face was pale and it was inconvenient to ask more questions, but she secretly envied this girl in her heart, which could make Feng Junyang change his face in an instant.

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, the two were still dressed as rural villagers and got on the train to Baihua City. I found out at the railway station that there was already a train bound for Baihua City in the morning. It seems that if you take Usangzi to Jinmei Villa, you should have taken the morning train.

The two sat in the carriage in front of the train and looked boredly at the crowd on the platform outside. After a while, they became tired and waited for the patients in the hospital bed for several days, which made them exhausted. They coincidentally took a nap against the back of the chair.

Two minutes before the start of the train, a man hurried on the platform, followed by a big man with a man on his back. The two of them hurriedly walked. When they reached the door of the last carriage, the train had begun to whistle.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The conductor shouted impatiently, and then suddenly covered his nose and said, "What kind of smell is this? You can't get in the car with rotten things!"

"Amitabha, this is not a rotten thing." The bald monk said angrily, "It's a human."

"You got in the car with a dead man on your back? No way!" The conductor became more impatient.

"Let's see if it's dead!" The bald monk became more angry, "Do you have eyes?" He is obviously a living man!"

The man on his back moaned gently and proved that he was still a living thing.

"It's a living person and a half-dead person..."

"What does it cost? We have tickets!" The monk was furious, "Go out of the way!"

The conductor couldn't stand the breath, as if he had been washed away by the breath, and he dodged behind the door.

It is not difficult to imagine that at the moment the train started, the people in the last carriage seemed to explode.

"What does this taste like?"

"It looks like a rotten snake!"

"Oh, my God, this is the smell of that person. He is a rotten man!"

"It must be a plague!"

"Plague..."

The people in the last carriage rushed to the front car like hiding from the real plague.