Jiaohua

Chapter 485 Too Vicious (Part [-])
Zhili squatted in the center of the hall, looking up to the northwest.

After more than 20 loud noises in a row, he waited and waited, but the loud noises did not sound again.

"I don't know who made the noise this time," Zhili said, "Could it be Senior Sister?"

The hall is brightly lit, and to the south is a long wooden frame, like tea leaves, holding baskets of dried medicinal herbs.

With his hands behind his back, the old man walked slowly among them, picking up a few herbs from time to time and holding them under his nose for a light sniff.

Xia Zhaoxue was on the east side. There were large bookcases in front of him and behind him. These bookcases were half a body taller than Xia Zhaoxue, who was already tall enough.

After Zhili finished speaking, he looked at them and found that no one paid any attention to him.

After coming out of the secret passage, he followed the master through several large corridors, and came here unknowingly.

It can be seen that the master also came here by mistake. After arriving here, the master stopped to observe, walked around, looked around, looked around, and didn't intend to continue on the road. More than an hour had passed.

"Master," Zhili said, "Senior Sister may really need us."

The old man walked very slowly and nodded, counting it as hearing.

"Master~!" He said bitterly, "When are we going to find Senior Sister?"

The old man glanced at him and finally said, "I'm here to pick her up, not to help her."

Xia Zhaoxue paused when he heard the words, and raised his eyes from the book to look at the old man.

"You don't even help your own apprentice," Zhili said with a frown, "Master, that's not kind."

If the old man had never heard of it, he just walked to the wide and long wooden cabinet between the two wooden frames. He raised his hand, picked up a square box of water green bullets and ink from the neatly arranged brocade boxes and medicine bottles, opened it and put it under his nose. With the next sniff, the eyebrows and eyes changed drastically. He took down the box and looked at it in astonishment.

Zhi Li kept staring at Master's expression, seeing his Feichang raised his eyebrows, Zhi Li was confused, stepped forward and said, "What is it?"

After a while, the old man regained his composure, put the box back to its original place, and said, "It's nothing unusual."

But his body shook visibly after he finished speaking.

Zhi Li's chest thumped, and his back tensed: "Master?"

In the next moment, the old man suddenly fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Master!" Terrified, he ran away.

"Senior!" Xia Zhaoxue hurriedly put down the reading material in his hand, and strode to the old man's side.

Zhili bent down and was about to hug the upper body of the old man, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of dark eyes were bright and sharp, staring at the young boy like a stare.

He fell back with an "Ah!", and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"That's not kind." The old man said slowly, got up lightly, and continued to search for medicines.

Xia Zhaoxue was also frightened and didn't react for a while.

"He scares me to death, my master scares me to death," Zhili yelled weakly, "Senior sister and second brother, help me."

Xia Zhaoxue looked at the old man in bewilderment, and turned around to help the frightened little boy on the ground.

"Master, you have never been like this, what's wrong with you!" Zhi Li patted the dust on his body, and shouted at the old man's back.

The old man didn't answer, and the figure had gone away.

"He really has never been like this," Zhili looked at Xia Zhaoxue, and said, "My master is an extremely stable old man."

Xia Zhaoxue nodded, seeing that he was fine, he let go and left, but Xia Zhaoxue's complexion was still not good, and his blood was gone.

Going back to pick up the book that he put down earlier, Xia Zhaoxue paused for a moment, then looked up at the place where the old man was.

At that moment just now, his heart was beating like a gallop, and he didn't know what to do, but luckily it was just a false alarm.

Sister, Xia Zhaoxue can't help but laugh, the very important master in your life is not as serious as you said, he is also playful.

"I almost forgot," Zhili stayed where he was, looking at Xia Zhaoxue and muttered, "This is also a quiet person."

He raised his hand to rummage through the herbs in the bamboo sieve, rummaging through them boredly, while looking up at the direction the master left.

Do you want to ask clearly why the old man's temperament changed so much?

Before he could make up his mind, he saw Master fiddling in a far corner, and then took out a big hammer as big as three heads.

Zhili stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the old man: "Master, what are you doing?"

The old man was holding the hammer, which was heavy enough. He turned around and looked up at the top of the stone chamber.

There are twelve large pillars in the whole hall, four of which are larger than the others, and their color is also newer.

Holding the hammer, the old man walked towards the pillar closest to him, raised his hand to touch the pillar, tapped his finger bones nearby, stopped after half a circle, took half a step back, and raised the hammer.

"Master, will it collapse!" Zhili shouted from a distance.

"This one won't do it." The old man said, and the hammer hit the stone pillar very neatly, three times in a row without any pause.

At the crack where the stone pillar was broken, gravel and sand fell. The old man threw away the hammer, took out the mask and gloves, put them on, and broke the mud.

There was a sound of pattering footsteps behind him, and Zhili ran over to look around: "Master, what is it?"

"Rope." The old man pulled out a bundle of dirty hemp rope and threw it on the ground.

"Rope?" Zhili lowered his head, looking at the hemp rope tied into a ball.

The old man took out two more bundles of hemp rope and threw them on the ground.

"There are still dead people." The old man said, groping inside with his arms.

"dead?"

"It's stuck together," the old man stretched his hand back and said, "Give me the hammer, and you stand to the right."

Zhili quickly picked it up, handed it to the old man with difficulty, and then hid to the right side of the old man.

Five times in a row, the gravel fell even worse, and a huge ball of mud fell from the stone pillar.

"A lot of dust..." Zhili waved his sleeves in front of him, covering his mouth and nose with one hand.

After a while, the dust finally dispersed, and at a glance, Zhili saw a face facing him on the mud.The man's face and mouth were wide open, and his expression was twisted into a hideous look in horror, so he hurriedly stopped talking.

"It's scary!" Zhili shouted.

The old man squatted down to check, and said, "Go get a pestle for pounding medicine."

"I'll go right away." Zhili replied, Pata Pata ran away.

"Senior." Xia Zhaoxue walked over and handed over a small bamboo basket, which contained a medicine pestle, bronze tweezers, scissors, pliers and a bunch of small things.

"Okay," the old man answered, "I'm sorry."

Xia Zhaoxue looked at the big mud in front of the old man, raised his eyebrows: "This is..."

"It should have been buried alive," the old man said, "There may be some in the other pillars as well."

"It's too vicious," Xia Zhaoxue said.

"Not necessarily!" Zhili ran over holding the small medicine pestle, saw that the old man had a tool in his hand, he put the small medicine pestle down in the bamboo basket, stood up and said, "Senior Sister and Second Brother, if Yi Shurong, Tao Lan, Meng Jinci is in front of you, what should you do? If you let Ling Chi cut them, you will do it?"

Xia Zhaoxue paused for a moment, speechless for a moment.

"Look," Zhili pointed at the mud on the ground, "What if they are also heinous villains? Rather than saying they are vicious, we might as well call them evil. This place is really evil!"

(End of this chapter)