Chapter 40

Outside Shaolin Temple.

The moon is bright and the stars are dim.

Su Qin chose to leave Shaolin Temple in the early morning to avoid missing the daily check-in opportunity.

As long as Su Qin can come back by tomorrow night, there will be no loss.

"After 15 years, I don't know what's going on with my little sister?"

In front of Su Qin's eyes, he seemed to see the slug who always followed him.

Her name is Su yueyun, seven years younger than Su Qin.

Su yueyun was only three years old when he first joined the Shaolin Temple. Now 15 years later, Su yueyun is 18 years old.

In this world, women have to marry at the age of 16, but Su yueyun is already "older" when she is 18.

"This time back to Su's house, you just need to have a look at it from a distance. There's no need to recognize each other."

Su Qin thought silently.

He had been away from the Su family for fifteen years, and had long been used to living alone.

"But before we go back, there's one thing that needs to be solved."

Su Qin suddenly stopped and looked up in a certain direction.

Fifteen years ago, a great enemy of the Su family came to kill him. At that time, in order to preserve the blood of the Su family, all the Su family disciples were scattered around.

Because of this, Su Qin was sent to Shaolin Temple.

Only by visiting Shaolin Temple and taking advantage of the protection of Shaolin Temple, can su Qin be safe.

Later, although the Su family forced the enemy back and recovered by some means, the enemy was still alive.

Over the years, Su Qin has been busy signing in to improve his strength. In addition, everything is well with the Su family, so he ignored the enemy.

Now, it's time to take this opportunity to completely solve the great enemy.

"According to the letters sent by the Su family these years, the great enemy's name is Yan Huo. He is a disciple of the demon sect and has recently become a Dharma protector of the demon sect generation."

Su Qin thought quickly in his heart.

Because of this, the master of the Su family was quite worried in his letter. He worried that the great enemy would come back again with the help of the demonic forces.

"Mormon?"

Su Qin's eyes flashed cold.

...

Yongzhou.

The state of Tang occupied 18 states, among which Yongzhou was the territory of Mormon, and the helm of Mormon was located here.

In the Tang Dynasty, the demons fought against each other, but since the last leader of the demons closed the door, the fight between the demons and the right way has been in the downwind.

Decades ago, Mormon occupied three states.

But now, as the right path continues to squeeze, only Yongzhou is left.

The Tang Dynasty, however, turned a blind eye to the fight between Zheng and Mo, without any intention of mediation.

In the eyes of the Tang Dynasty, both the right way and the demons are the disorderly subjects and thieves who do not listen to the propaganda. The more they die, the better. How can they mediate?

Even the two ways of Zheng and Mo fought several times because the state of Tang fanned the flames among them.

And now.

At the foot of Wunan mountain in Yongzhou.

A little boy in a thick cotton padded coat looked up at the snow all over the sky, his face excited.

"Grandfather, it's snowing so hard..."

the little boy rubbed the snowball and looked at an old man next to him.

"Yes."

"Such a heavy snow has not appeared in decades."

The old man looked with emotion, as if he was in some memories.

Just then, a gentle voice came:

"is this Wunan mountain?"

I saw a young monk in a gray robe looking at the couple with a smile.

This young monk is naturally Su Qin.

Shaolin Temple is thousands of miles away from Yongzhou. It takes at least a few months or even a year for ordinary people to cross such a long distance.

Even if it is a warrior, it will take nearly a month.

But for Su Qin, it took only a few hours from Shaolin Temple to Yongzhou.

It's still because it's a waste of time to stop occasionally on Suqin road to see if there is any place nearby to check in.

Otherwise, the speed of Su Qin's arrival in Yongzhou will only be faster.

"Yes."

"It's ahead."

The little boy looked up at Su Qin. He felt a little strange, but he still nodded and said, "there is a lot of miasma in Wunan mountain."

"And..."

when the little boy said this, he carefully looked around and lowered his voice and said, "my grandfather told me that there are gods in Wunan mountain. If you have nothing to do, you'd better not get close to them...

" gods? "

Su Qin was slightly stunned.

But the quick reaction came that the "immortal" in the little boy's words might be the warrior of the demon sect.

Deep in Wunan mountain is located in the general altar of the magic gate, and there are often people who are in and out of the magic gate.

For ordinary people like a little boy, those who are high up and down are no different from immortals."There will be heavy snow today. Go back early."

Su Qin glanced at the two grandsons and walked towards Wunan mountain.

"Snow?"

"You are not an immortal. How can you know there is heavy snow today?"

Whispered the little boy.

Although it's still snowing, it's obviously getting smaller and should stop in the daytime.

How could it be snow?

"Grandfather."

"Are you all right?"

"Why don't you talk all the time?"

Just then, the little boy suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the old man next to him.

"Don't talk!"

The old man's face was as white as paper, and his hands were shaking.

"Grandpa, are you ok?" The little boy realized that something was wrong and ran to the old man.

"You...

the old man gave a wry smile and glared at the little boy:" do you know that we have already been in the gate of death? "

"Ah?"

"The gate of hell?"

The little boy was puzzled: "grandfather, you mean the man just now?"

Hearing the words, the old man's face changed again. He looked in the direction of Su Qin's departure. Fear flashed across his face: "don't you see what's strange?"

"Strange?"

The little boy blinked.

The old man sighed, raised his leg to step on the snow, and then looked at the little boy: "what is this?"

"Footprints?"

The little boy said.

"Why are there footprints?" Asked the old man.

The little boy rolled his eyes: "Grandpa, do you think I'm stupid? Now it's snowing, and the ground is covered with snow. If you step on it, there will be footprints of course...

"but look at the footprints on the way that the one just came here." The old man took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice.

The little boy frowned and looked around.

"Why?"

The little boy's face changed.

Because where he saw, there was a vast expanse of snow.

"No... no footprints..."

the little boy turned pale suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost.

You know, it's snowy this year. As early as a few days ago, the snow on the ground was several feet thick. Ordinary people will leave thick footprints when they walk on it.

But now, the little boy didn't find half a footprint.

"One more thing."

The old man calmed down and continued, "did you see that man with a little bit of snow?"

That's what I said.

The little boy trembled directly.

Indeed.

When he saw Su Qin for the first time, he felt a little strange.

But the little boy didn't think much about it.

But now the old man reminded him that the little boy finally realized that both he and the old man were covered with a lot of snowflakes.

There's no way.

It's snowing and they're not in the house. How can they not get some snow?

But the young monk was different just now.

His body is

clean and tidy,

free from dust.

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