"Are you following me?" When Ye Xian returned to Weihan, it was already dawn. Zhao Nan smiled badly: "Guess what I saw?"

Ye Xian was shocked and thought to himself that he had seen me talking to the hateful Taoist priest, and his ears began to have a fever. Zhao Nan looked at her with a little wrong expression and leaned forward to look carefully, but Ye Xian lowered his head. Zhao Nan felt even more strange: "Hey, why are your ears red?"

"It's cold, you just follow me, why are you still discovered? I've been squatting in that yard all night. It's autumn, it's so cold in the middle of the night, ah... Ah sneezing!" Ye Xian said as he pretended to sneeze.

"I've caught a cold."

Zhao Nan reached out to touch Ye Xian's forehead, but the latter took a step back: "Don't touch me, men and women don't understand, do you understand?"

Zhao Nan laughed: "You... you are so happy that you can't kiss each other. Miss Ye, you are so confused."

"Okay, okay, I'll go back to my room to sleep for a while."

Ye Xian said that he was about to go upstairs.

"I was following you, afraid that you will not be good at learning skills alone, and you will be proud and complacent. If the Taoist view is unclear, it will not implicate me if it falls into the hands of others."

Ye Xian smiled and said, "Did you care about me?"

"I'm just afraid that you will implicate me, don't interrupt me. I was following you, but later I found a strange place. In the yard at the end, there was a strange stone statue enshrined in a house. Guess what was enshrined in front of the stone statue."

Zhao Nan seems mysterious.

"I still learned to keep my back. How do I know? Could it be that I would be worshiping dead heads?"

Ye Xian said it later, Zhao Nan said in shock: "You are really right. It's really a human head. There are many miniature human heads. The room is always locked, but it's very neat and dust inside. Someone must clean it every day."

"Isn't this Taoist temple a branch of Wudang Mountain? Why do you do these evil things? It's so strange."

Ye Xian shook his head: "You are really lucky when you meet a dead mouse when you meet a blind cat."

It turned out that Zhao Nan followed Ye Xian quietly and watched her enter a room. He stood at the door, holding his ear to the door. He heard the vague voices from inside, and laughed in his heart. Ye Xian was really OK. He hooked up with a little Taoist priest in just a while.

He thought, it was considered an inappropriate thing, and he and Ye Xian have always relied on their own to hook up with each other by their charm, so it is better not to watch, so as not to see each other knowing that they were embarrassed, so he quietly touched the yard behind him.

The last yard he entered was locked. When he fell from the wall, he felt that there was an indescribable solemn atmosphere in the yard.

It is just now that autumn is coming, and the plants and trees in other yards are still lush and the golden osmanthus is fragrant. Most of the leaves of the old locust trees in this yard have fallen, and their dark branches are ridges upwards, like people struggling in the dark night. They suddenly look at them under the faint moonlight and are shocking.

Zhao Nan walked towards the main room by intuition, and the door was still locked. This was not difficult for Zhao Nan. He took out a piece of iron wire from his pocket and poked it on the lock. The lock opened. He did not rush in but took out a very small bottle and dripped a few drops on the door shaft before he pushed the door silently in.

The candlelight shook in the room. As soon as Zhao Nan entered the door, he happened to see a strange stone statue in front of him. The statue was terrifying, with a hideous head shape. His body was like an old tree branch, with lumps and twists and turns. What was even more terrifying was that there were huge Buddhist beads hanging on the neck of the statue, and a string of round things were also enshrined on the incense table. When he approached, he saw that there were Buddhist beads, which were all shrinking heads, and all the people worshipped on the incense table were all. Some of these heads were closed with their eyes and their mouths drooped, while others were glaring with their eyes wide open, and their mouths were slightly open as if they were shouting. When they looked closer, they were all men's heads!

Zhao Nan knew intently that this must be the heads that Xue Qing soaked in medicine. How could it be here? Not only Yuan Qing, but even Xue Qing had a close connection with this temple. Zhao Nan took another step forward and was about to reach out to touch it. Suddenly, his feet sank and then a scream came out. Zhao Nan secretly said that it was not good, and he accidentally entered the mechanism. He pulled the onion in the dry land and jumped up. At this time, he heard someone outside the courtyard shouting: "Catch the thief, catch the thief!"

Zhao Nan pulled up his masked step, covered his face and rushed out as fast as possible. Someone had already rushed into the yard. Zhao Nan Xuxu responded to the yard wall a few times, and several ups and downs disappeared into the vast night.

"This is my night visit. What about you? You have a great conversation with the Taoist priest, but what news is there?"

"I only know that the Wudang Mountain disciple came here for another purpose, and the purpose may be the same as ours. When you alarmed those people, a Taoist priest searched everywhere. A Taoist priest spoke in a strange tone, as if he was warning the eldest disciple. He even thought that the eldest disciple sneaked into the backyard. Is it strange? "

"It's very strange. Could it be that the eldest disciple has been spotted by them when he spyed on the backyard many times? Otherwise, how could he have suspected him?"

Zhao Nan also felt that this Wudang Mountain disciple was mysterious and unpredictable.

"Then you can have more contact with that great disciple. Ask him more about the situation. According to the current situation, Xue Qing, Yuan Qing and Niutou Mountain Taoist Temple are one. Xue Qing has been collecting heads, but later he was harmed by Yuan Qing, so the heads were naturally all taken for himself by Yuan Qing, and the flow of Yuan Qing into Niutou Temple." Zhao Nan judged.

"Go and continue to contact him..." Ye Qi's hand unconsciously stroked his cheek, and Zhao Nan asked, "What's wrong with you? Or is it that Taoist priest who is wrong with you? It's strange."

"What's strange?"

"It's strange everywhere."

Zhao Nan looked at her up and down and suddenly laughed: "I said no, Miss Ye, you are so eager to try and hesitate. No matter how you look, you look like a little girl with a heart of spring...you..."

He walked around Ye Xian for a while: "It's not that you are the little Taoist priest who is wrong, right? Hahaha."

Sheep! A peanut flew into his mouth, Zhao Nan spit it out, and she vomited a few more times and asked, "Where did the peanuts come from?"

"Oh, what Dunzi gave me yesterday was taken out of its mouth, and it was full of saliva." Ye Xian blinked proudly, "How does it taste."

"Ph, ph, ph." Zhao Nan couldn't help but spit, and Ye Xian had already climbed upstairs.

She opened the door, threw herself on the soft bed, stared at the tent above, and suddenly remembered the room of the eldest disciple. The room was clean and tidy, with no strange smell at all, and it seemed as if no one lived in it.

His tent was also clean, the bedding was neat, with only a pillow, with a little manly atmosphere. Thinking of this, Ye Xian reached out and touched his pillow, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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Chapter completed!