Nightmare Attack

Unexpectedly, after hearing the word Xuan Cong, Taoist Master Xuan Yi's expression suddenly changed. He stared blankly at Jiang Cheng, his eyes full of shock.

Ye Qiutang naturally understood who this person Jiang Cheng was talking about. After the Jiji Temple was transformed back into Qingfeng Temple, the original monks in the temple also resumed their status as Taoist priests. Those monks of the Hui generation have now become Xuanyi and Xuancheng. Such a Taoist priest.

The so-called Taoist priest Xuan Cong was naturally the former monk Hui Cong. Jiang Cheng wanted to know what had become of this monk Hui Cong.

"Junior brother Xuan Cong, this pilgrim, is in ill health, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient to see him." Xuan Yi said these words awkwardly, and his eyes became strange.

"Oh?" Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, "Is Taoist Master Xuan Cong sick?"

"Exactly."

"It's okay. I'm a doctor here. He knows a lot about some difficult and complicated diseases. I'd like to ask Taoist Master Xuan Yi to lead the way." Ye Qiutang said and took out a rolled up cloth bag from his arms. After unfolding it, there were rows of silver needles inside. .

Fatty Jiangcheng had seen this thing before, and it was originally in Song Tianming's hands. Unexpectedly, Ye Qiutang also brought this thing.

I originally thought that Xuan Yi would continue to find reasons to evade, but after noticing the silver needle and Ye Qiutang's determined expression, Xuan Yi finally nodded, "Okay, then I'll trouble this pilgrim.

Xuan Yi led the three of them out of the Jingshi Hall and walked in another direction. His words were full of worries for Junior Brother Xuan Cong, "To be honest, my Junior Brother is very sick. He was fine before. Yes, but who would have thought that he suddenly went crazy last night, and more than a dozen of our brothers worked together to control him, what a scene!"

Stepping on the gravel road paved with fine gravel, the four of them soon came to a remote courtyard. The layout here was extremely simple, with only a few gray tile houses. There were a few logs standing in the open space in front of the tile houses. The rope was made into a clothes rack, with pieces of Taoist robes hanging on it to dry.

It seems that this is where Taoist priests live. I have to say that it is much simpler than the fake monks at the Precepts Temple.

But after walking a few steps, Jiang Cheng noticed something very eye-catching. There were residual blood stains on these Taoist robes that were hanging out to dry.

At this moment, the door of a gray tile house opened, and a Taoist priest carrying a wooden basin came out. He was stunned when he saw Xuan Yi, "Brother Xuan Yi, why are you here? You are not supposed to be on duty at the Jingshi Pavilion today. ?"

"Where is Junior Brother Xuancong?" Taoist Xuanyi asked straight to the point.

"Hey!" The Taoist priest holding the wooden basin looked sad, "Senior brother Xuancong is still the same. He doesn't answer anything I ask him. He just keeps his eyes wide open and doesn't drink or drink. If this continues, I'm worried about him. I'm worried about him. My body will be unable to bear it any longer. By the way, Senior Brother Xuande said he would go down the mountain and ask a powerful doctor to come back to diagnose him.

"These three are" the Taoist priest holding the basin looked at the three people in Jiangcheng.

"Oh, these three are pilgrims who came to offer incense. This is the doctor. Hearing that Junior Brother Xuan Cong was ill, he took the initiative to help." Spectrum.

"Ah? This is great. Come on, please come with me."

The Taoist priest didn't even want the basin, so he led them inside and came to a gray tile room in the innermost room. This room was obviously much smaller. It didn't look like a big house. It should be a single room.

What's more important is that the door and windows are closed tightly, and there are three strong Taoist priests guarding the door, one of whom is injured.

After seeing the three strangers in Jiangcheng, the three Taoist priests immediately became vigilant.

However, after learning that Ye Qiutang was the doctor, the three people's expressions suddenly became much better, and they hurriedly invited the people in.

As soon as I entered the door, the scene in front of me was really unexpected. Everything in the room was thrown to the ground randomly. Some vases, porcelain and other things were smashed to pieces. There was a person lying on the wooden bed in the corner. It was... Monk Huicong, but at this time he was also dressed like a Taoist priest.

To be precise, he was tied up. Not only his hands and feet were tied, but also a thick hemp rope was tied around his waist. Fortunately, these Taoist priests were thoughtful and wrapped two circles of coarse cloth before tying his hands and feet, otherwise the skin would be damaged. They're all going to be worn down.

"Hey! We don't want this, but Junior Brother Xuancong suddenly went crazy. We can't defeat him at all. Look, he has injured many of our fellow apprentices." The Taoist priest who brought them pointed at the gatekeeper. , there was a circle of white cloth wrapped around the man's shoulders, and there was blood oozing out from the wound.

"Actually, it's okay to hurt our senior brother, but he hurt a few pilgrims. How can we at Qingfeng Temple explain this? Hey, senior brother Xuande will be worried to death!"

"How many pilgrims were injured?" Jiang Cheng seemed to suddenly think of something, "What are the names of those pilgrims? Do we know them?"

"I guess you don't know each other. You are not the same group who went up the mountain to offer incense." The Taoist priest continued after recalling: "I am not familiar with most of the injured people, but there is one person I recognize. He is the concubine of Wu Yuanwai at the foot of the mountain. I really want to call the room Qing, it’s pretty with pretty features.”

"Be careful!" Xuan Yi frowned. It would be rude to comment on pilgrims behind their backs.

The fat man took a breath of cold air. He immediately realized that this person was Hui Qing, and according to what Zhao Dutong said when he came back last night, it was him who stabbed Hui Qing.

Things are getting weirder and weirder. Everything last night was messed up. The memories of these Taoist priests seemed to have been modified by some weird power. In their perception, they did not do evil or harm anyone, and they were ordered by Zhao Du last night. The injured people were all replaced by Monk Huicong. No, that's not right. They should be called Taoist Xuancong now.

Relying on his status as a doctor, Jiangcheng Ye Qiutang stepped forward and began to observe Taoist Xuan Cong. Looking at the face that was exactly the same as in his memory, and then looking at the completely different attire, Ye Qiutang couldn't help but feel a little confused for a moment.

Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled Taoist Xuan Cong's clothes away. There were shocking scars inside. Sure enough, this had not changed. These were all left by the evil monks who abused Hui Cong at that time.

Just when Jiang Cheng was about to take off Xuan Cong's clothes and look at the tattoos behind him, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the door.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a familiar face appearing behind the door. Huide, no, it should be called Taoist Xuande now. When he saw the three people from Jiangcheng, he was stunned for a moment, then frowned fiercely, looking dissatisfied. Looking aside, "Xuan Yi, what's going on?"

"Senior Brother Xuande, these pilgrims are doctors. I want to let them check out Junior Brother Xuancong's epilepsy first, maybe."

"Nonsense!" Before he could finish speaking, Xuande interrupted him sharply.