Chapter 640: Everything is too weird!

There was a sound of flute.
Nan Yan thought she had heard it wrong, her eyes widened, her breath was held, and she listened carefully.
It's the flute.
On the lake, a flute suddenly floated over!
When everyone heard the sudden sound of the flute, their bodies stiffened, especially those in black who were originally fierce. They were about to rush up with their swords in their hands, but they stopped when they heard the sound.
They subconsciously looked at the man in black who had just given the order.
The man in black glanced back.
There was a frustrated, but fierce expression in his eyes.
Gritting his teeth: "Fuck, why is this time here."
"..."
"withdraw!"
Nan Yan's eyes widened in astonishment.
These people were actually evacuated like this.
They quickly swam to the side of the empty ship that had just slipped over, and a few people jumped up on the ship's gunwale, and quickly rowed away.
Nan Yan looked at the black shadow in the mist with some anxiety, and gradually disappeared.
However, the sound of the flute is getting closer.
Who is this again?
What happened this night made them terrified. Nan Yan still grasped the dagger in his hand. Hearing Zhu Feng's heavier and heavier breathing behind him, his breath was hot, and it seemed to be blowing when it passed his ears. fire.
Ye Yin and Ran Xiaoyu also stepped on the water panting, and clenched the bamboo poles in their hands.
Everyone stared at the direction of the flute.
There was another mist of confusion.
A dark shadow slowly emerged from the mist.
I could faintly see that it was a ship, and there seemed to be a thin figure standing on the ship.
The flute is played by that person.
When he got closer and closer, he could almost clearly see the figure wearing a gray robe. He slowly put down the flute in his hand and faced them.
Raised a hand, bowed to them, and said loudly—
"The Immeasurable God."
They were all taken aback.
Nan Yan also clearly felt Zhu Feng behind him, his breath suddenly sank.
So, it turned out to be a Taoist priest? !
With his eyes wide open, he saw that the ship passed through the mist and drove to them. Standing on the bow of the ship was really a Taoist priest in a gray robe.
He is older, with a gray beard and wrinkled face.
However, those eyes looked very young.
Although the bodies of several people were very embarrassed and even stained with blood, when he looked down at them, his eyes were so pure, as if he had also driven away all the filth from them.
Nan Yan subconsciously said: "You--"
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt her breath stop behind her.
And the chest clinging to his back slowly left, and the hand that was holding his waist also fell softly.
Nan Yan looked back and saw Zhu Feng's face pale and his eyes closed.
The whole person, like a puppet with a broken wire, fell down.
"Do not--!"
Nan Yan hurriedly reached out and grabbed his hand, but at this moment he couldn't hold him at all, and he was dragged into the water.
Ye Xu and Ran Xiaoyu also rushed over.
When the old Taoist at the bow saw him, he said to the Taoist rowing on the boat: "Save people."
They saw clearly that there were still a few Taoist priests sitting on the boat. When they heard the old road opening, they jumped into the water and swam over, helping them to lift Zhu Feng from the water and save them on the boat.
Then, the ship slowly turned the bow and sailed towards where they came from.


The morning clock bursts.
Nan Yan was originally leaning against the bedpost at the head of the bed, feeling sleepy, and immediately cheered up when he heard the sound of the morning bell.
Looking down, Zhu Feng still did not wake up.
His lips were pale, and an abnormal blush appeared on his face because of the high fever.
Nan Yan let out a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and gently touched his hand.
Last night, I was rescued by the Taoist priests from the water, and then drove to this island quickly in their boat, because everything happened so fast, and Zhu Feng was unconscious, which made her very suffering. , She had no time to ask who these Taoist priests were.
Just know that this is an island.
There is a mountain on the island.
On the mountainside is the Taoist temple they are now in.
After entering the Taoist Temple, I found that there were still a lot of people here, and they all came up to help. Among them, the flute played scared away the old ways of the black-clothed men. He was proficient in medicine, and he knew that Zhu Feng had accepted it. hurt.
So he took off the bandage on his hand.
At that moment, Nan Yan almost passed out.
Before, whether it was Zhu Feng or Ye Yu, they simply said that he was injured, and she didn't think much about it. After removing the bandage, she discovered that his palm was pierced!
But yesterday, he had been working, including at night, protecting her with that injured hand.
Fight in the water.
The wound was festering and purulent, it was terrible!
The veteran helped him treat the wound, applied medicine, and re-dressed it, but the high fever caused by the suppuration of the wound persisted.
All night, worried that he would be uncomfortable, Nan Yan kept fighting hard and staying by his side.
At this time, there was some noise outside.
It should be the Taoist priests in this Taoist temple who heard the bell and started to move.
Nan Yan cautiously walked to the window, pushed the window a crack, and frowned when he looked at the figures coming and going outside.
Although it is a good thing for them to be rescued, this Taoist temple seems a bit strange.
This is also the reason why she did not dare to close her eyes and stay by Zhu Feng's side all night.
After all, this is Xingluo Lake.
Why is there a Taoist temple in the inaccessible places that are not marked on the map?
And it seems that the scale is not small.
Nan Yan never wanted to understand who the people in black were and why they attacked them last night.
And these Taoists, who are they?
Why did those fierce men in black retreat as soon as they appeared?
Although this is a Taoist temple and a quiet place for monks, everything is too weird, and Nan Yan can't help but be vigilant.
After all, Zhu Feng has fallen ill.
She can't make any difference.
At this moment, she heard a sound of footsteps coming from a distance, all the way to the door.
Then there was a knock on the door.
"lady."
This voice is the old Taoist who saved them last night.
Nan Yan walked over and opened the door, only to see the old man bowing his hand to her: "The Immeasurable Tianzun."
Nan Yan whispered: "Dao Chang."
The old man smiled and said, "Breakfast has already been arranged over there, won't Madam go over and use it?"
Nan Yan thought for a while, then looked back at Zhu Feng, who was still unconscious.
She smiled and shook her head.
"I'm not hungry yet."
This old-fashioned look looked at her clearly: "Madam, don't you want to leave the wounded."