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Who is this chanting?

The same thoughts that Fang Yu heard just now came to Tan Wanjun's mind.

The difference is that when Fang Yu heard this voice, he always felt very familiar.

And as Fang Yu got closer and closer to the meditation room in the inner hall, the voice gradually became clearer.

"There is no hindrance, there is no fear, far away from the upside-down dream, after all the Buddhas of the third generation of Nirvana, according to Prajna Paramita, you can get Anuttara, Sanyaksambodhi"

After approaching, Fang Yu realized that the voice was actually in the meditation room, but because the voice was too low and weak, Fang Yu felt like it was coming from a distance.

And from this tone, Fang Yu could hear that the owner of the voice seemed to be extremely weak, and felt like he was going to die in the next second.

Fang Yu stepped forward, slowly pushed open the door of the meditation room, and then saw a bald young novice sitting cross-legged on a futon. Beside the futon, a broken pole was scattered on the ground, with traces of black spots on it. blood.

The little monk's head was drooping, and he was wearing a torn Zen robe. On his shoulders, it was obvious that there was a rag wrapped around his shoulders all the way to his chest. The rags were stained with blood. Obviously, he was still injured.

And the sound of chanting came from the drooping head of the little novice monk, intermittently, the tone was ethereal like the wind, but hoarse like a broken gong.

Fang Yu frowned.

Isn't this familiar voice?

Fang Yu quickly walked around in front of the little novice. The little novice knew nothing about Fang Yu's movements, his thin body was still sitting cross-legged, and he was still reciting scriptures weakly.

Fang Yu squatted down, reached out and slowly raised his forehead.

The little monk was like a marionette, letting Fang Yu hold his chin and lift it up without any reaction at all.

The lips that were still chanting sutras could not be chanted because his chin was supported, but his throat was still moving rhythmically, as if he was still chanting sutras, and his mouth made a weak whining sound.

Only after Fang Yu lifted his face up did he realize that the little novice's eyes were completely closed, his face was haggard, his lips were chapped, and he had completely lost consciousness!

And he was still reciting Buddhist scriptures in this unconscious state, as if he was talking in his sleep!

What shocked Fang Yu the most was that even though this person was already thin and out of shape, his familiar eyebrows and eyes undoubtedly told Fang Yu that he was

Wu Wen! ! !

When Fang Yu realized that the little novice in front of her was Wu Wen, she immediately took out what seemed to be something from her pocket, but actually took out the perfect elixir (C) from the system backpack, then uncorked the bottle, and pinched Wu Wen directly. Wen Na's lips, which had been completely stuck together, poured the potion into it regardless of the cracked lip skin.

Seeing that Wu Wen drank all the potion, Fang Yu saw Wu Wen's almost exhausted appearance, gritted his teeth, took out the last remaining bottle of potion, and poured it into his mouth .

One bottle could have directly cured a serious illness, but if you still can't survive after two bottles, then Fang Yu really has nothing to do.

When Fang Yu poured the elixir to Wu Wen, Tan Wanjun had already entered the meditation room, and saw Fang Yu pouring the elixir that had saved Aunt Pei into the mouth of a young monk.

Surprised, she also stepped forward quickly, and then saw Wu Wen with a dead face.

"Is he dead?"

Wu Wen, who was poured with the potion, seemed to have interrupted his chanting rhythm because the potion entered his throat, so his throat, which was still moving, had stopped. Now, it seems that he really seems to be dead Same.

Fang Yu put his hand under his nose and paused for a while. After feeling the faint breath, he was relieved.

"Not yet. It's almost there."

After realizing that Wu Wen was still angry, Fang Yu observed Wu Wen's front. The rag that hugged her shoulders was slanted across her chest, and the rag was covered with blood.

He wanted to treat Wu Wen, but Fang Sanduo and the others were still outside at this time, and there were still so many corpses inside, so it was obviously not the right time.

So, Fang Yu stretched out his hand to assemble several futons next to him into a mat, then carefully placed Wu Wen on the futon, and then turned around and said to Tan Wanjun.

"I've given him medicine, and it's up to him to see what happened next. He should be the only one who knows what happened here. Let's talk about the rest when he wakes up. Now, let's clean up the corpses outside. .”

Tan Wanjun listened to Fang Yu's words, thought for a while, and then nodded.

The current situation is just like what Fang Yu said, if you want to know what happened here, you can only find out after Wu Wen wakes up.

but

Tan Wanjun remembered the bottle of elixir that Fang Yu gave Wu Wen just now.

Fang Yu had mentioned this elixir to her before, and it was a very precious healing medicine.

But Fang Yu just used it directly for this little novice.

She obviously didn't know that the little novice in front of her was Wu Wen, Fang Yu's official teammate, so Fang Yu used the elixir without hesitation.

She would only think that Fang Yu used the elixir for this little novice obviously to know the truth here.

The so-called truth here is obviously related to the Dawan people. Fang Yu and the Dawan people have nothing to do with each other. The only ones who have anything to do are them.

Prince Chang's Mansion and the Dawan Clan are naturally at odds with each other, and they have been sworn enemies for a hundred years.

That Fang Yu gave the little novice medicine, and wanted to know the truth, obviously for them.

Aunt Pei?

impossible.

He and Aunt Pei didn't interact much along the way, but Aunt Huang and Aunt Pei seemed to get along very well.

Tan Qing?

It is also impossible, although he is the eldest son, but he is still too young, even if you tell him about this kind of thing, he may not be able to explain it clearly.

Obviously, there is only one answer.

for

Thinking of this, Tan Wanjun couldn't help but suddenly blushed.

No, no, he should only be for Chu State.

But the so-called girlish feelings are always poetry.

Tan Wanjun thought of how Fang Yu treated her very kindly along the way, and she also had an inexplicable sense of closeness to Fang Yu.

In addition, Fang Yu's force can easily defeat him, his age is about the same, and his appearance is not bad.

In fact, as the eldest daughter of Prince Chang's Mansion, and because of her mother's flaws, when Tan Wanjun accepted her father's teachings in the Prince's Mansion, she always demanded it as a man.

Learn to drive a horse with a spear, and wield a sword in command.

Tan Mingyuan didn't ask Tan Wanjun to practice female red at home like other women just because she was a daughter.

Living in the western desolate wasteland and being the daughter of a general, Tan Mingyuan treated her directly as a man since she was a child.

But fortunately, Tan Wanjun was different from other women since she was a child. She liked to dance with knives and guns, and she liked riding horses even more. Tan Mingyuan's requirements for her were just in line with her personality.

Therefore, she grew up in such an environment, and it is precisely because of this that she became a martial artist at the mid-pulse condensation stage at such a young age.

She is only one level away from her father, but her combat power is about the same.

Therefore, although Tan Wanjun was a daughter since she was a child, her daughter's heart was quite young. On the contrary, her courage and courage were even stronger than that of a man.

But she didn't know why, when facing Fang Yu, she would unconsciously show some daughter-like gestures.

It made her a little overwhelmed.

As it is now.

Turning around, she stretched out her hand to touch her face, and feeling the scalding heat made her let out a long breath helplessly.

Because she had never experienced it before, this unknown feeling made her feel exciting and a little scared at the same time.

Suddenly, she was afraid to face Fang Yu.

Because, now she is not like herself when facing Fang Yu.

This made her a little flustered.

Tan Wanjun rubbed her face, and after a while, when the temperature dropped, she left the temple gate and shouted down the mountain.

"Aunt Pei! Aunt Huang!"

At this time, the sky had already begun to darken, and in the surrounding jungle, the sound of insects gradually began to sing, and Tan Wanjun's voice echoed on the top of the mountain, empty and quiet.

After hearing Tan Wanjun's voice, on the hillside below, after a while, four people with green leaves and dead branches came out from the corner, and they were relieved to see Tan Wanjun standing at the top of the mountain.

Apart from the leaves and dead branches that fell off each other, Dai Yuanpei picked up a green caterpillar that Tan Qing was holding, and skillfully picked off the head and belly, leaving only a layer of skin.

A week's life in the mountains will inevitably deal with these things. Under Fang Yu's leadership, even Dai Yuanpei now has a different understanding of these insects and beasts.

In their eyes, these insects are simply divided into those that can be eaten and those that cannot.

Ignoring the psychological barriers, during this period of time, they were able to maintain their current physical strength, thanks to these insects and beasts.

Sometimes, the nutrition brought by these insects is not lost to meat.

Put the worm skins into the sewing pocket on her body, there were already quite a few worm skins and earthworm skins in that pocket.

They were really not idle while hiding on the hillside. With Fang Yu's teaching, they still found a lot of "food" in this mountain forest

After a few people tidied up, they went back to the temple together.

When he first arrived in front of the temple, he saw Fang Yu coming out from the gate of the temple, dragging rags in his hands, which seemed to be filled with something, emitting a disgusting stench.

Tan Wanjun wanted to approach him, but was rejected by Fang Yu, including Fang Sanduo.

Naturally, there was a corpse in the cloth pocket.

These corpses have been decomposed to varying degrees, and you have to be very careful when dragging them, otherwise you will be dismembered on the spot.

Coupled with the smell of rotting corpses and the possible germs, Fang Yu thought she was somewhat resistant to these things, but Tan Wanjun and the others were not.

So, to be on the safe side, Fang Yu decided to work harder.

After all, one person is enough to smell bad.

After listening to Fang Yu's explanation, several people did not ask for help, but under Fang Yu's guidance, they also had their own tasks.

Fang Yu was responsible for dragging the corpse to the mountain behind the temple and throwing the corpse down the cliff.

At this time, it was almost dark, and if you wanted to dig a hole and fill it, not to mention the time, the energy alone would not be worthwhile.

If it is set on fire, then tonight, the whole temple will be filled with a "wonderful" smell, and there is a risk of causing a wildfire.

Therefore, the best way now is to abandon the corpse in the wilderness and let it degrade naturally.

Fang Yu's hands were wrapped with cloth strips, which were used as simple gloves. Before dragging the corpses, he didn't forget to touch the corpses of those Dawan people, and took out his pockets to make a fortune.

He is not of my race, so he can feel at ease.

And this groping of the corpse also brought out a few taels of silver, which successfully allowed Fang Yu's original zero assets to enter petty bourgeoisie again.

He threw away the corpse, while Fang Sanduo and Huang Mei picked up the broom and dustpan and began to clean the outer hall and the inner courtyard. They covered the excrement on the ground after some people lost control of their body after they died, and then cleaned it up and threw it away. down the mountain.

Tan Wanjun and Dai Yuanpei came to the kitchen, intending to see if there was anything available in the kitchen or to use the kitchen to boil some water.

As a result, after Dai Yuanpei and Tan Wanjun entered the kitchen again, there was a terrified scream from the kitchen, and then Dai Yuanpei stumbled out of the kitchen, holding onto a pillar outside. , bowed his head and began to retch.

Hearing the screams, Fang Yu immediately put down the corpse in his hands, and rushed into the kitchen with one stride.

Only Dai Yuanpei came out, Tan Wanjun did not come out together!

As a result, as soon as he entered the kitchen, a strange smell came directly from the room. Fang Yu saw Tan Wanjun standing in front of him, took a few steps forward, and the scene in front of him came into view.

On the floor of this room, there were dead bones scattered everywhere, and the dead bones were white.

On the stove, in the dark kang, there was a clay pot in it, and there were some rotten and long-haired meat in the pot, which exuded a disgusting stench.

But at the corner, where firewood was piled up, there is now a small seat of human heads piled up next to it.

Yes.

It is the head view.

Leaning against the corner of the wall, several bald and haired heads were piled up in the corner like this, the flesh and flesh melted, and the skull inside leaked out, revealing a wordless terror.

Tan Wanjun just stood there at this moment, with her lips tightly closed, staring at the man's head.

Seeing this, Fang Yu, who has such rich experience, instantly connected everything here with the Dawan people outside.

The bones on the ground are naturally human bones.

So everything that has happened here obviously goes without saying.

When Fang Yu came in front of Tan Wanjun, the moment Tan Wanjun saw him, his whole body suddenly softened and was about to fall down. Fang Yu quickly reached out to support her, and then helped her with weak legs, and walked out of the kitchen all the way.

After going out, Tan Wanjun seemed to have regained strength in her legs and feet because she left the kitchen. She lifted her throat, and quickly pushed Fang Yu away, stepped forward to support the pillar, and began to retch.

Seeing Tan Wanjun's actions, Dai Yuanpei, who had already calmed down, brought back the scene just now, her face turned green, she couldn't hold it back, she also supported the pillar together, and retched again.

...

Finally, after everything was cleaned up, several people sat together in the meditation room. There were some old beddings on the floor, all of which were found from their dormitories, and the clean ones were picked out.

In the middle of the meditation room, a bonfire was lit, and a large earthen pot was used to burn hot water on the bonfire.

This crock was an unused crock that Fang Yu found in the kitchen. It had no trace of being used, so they used it to boil water.

The rest of the people sat on the futons around the campfire, while quietly warming the fire, while watching Fang Yu and Wanjun next to them busy under the firelight.

On the side, Wu Wen was lying on the bed. Fang Yu and Wan Jun, with Tan Wanjun helping Fang Yu and Fang Yu taking the lead, were treating Wu Wen's injuries.

No matter how Fang Yu used the burnt Wan knife to cut off the dead flesh on his body, Wu Wen's expression remained unchanged.

That haggard and solemn face, and the three gleaming ring scars on the top of the head, under the light of the fire, reflected Wu Wen, exuding a kind of peace like an eminent monk.