Chapter 53: Fifty-third

"What happened! What happened over there!"
"Go and see!"
"what happened?"
"Don't you know? Dead man !!"
Qiu Yutong turned over indifferently, and waved softly, trying to get rid of those annoying flies in his ears. Suddenly, he suddenly realized what was happening, covered himself with excitement, and turned over and sat up at once: "What's going on outside?"
Lu Xiao has got up, is wearing a robe, frowning and looking at the outside of the grass shed: "It seems that there is something wrong with Nanshan Temple."
"What happened to Nanshan Temple?" Qiu Yutong climbed up, pulled his robe over, and looked out of the grass shed.
Last night, besides Shuo Xuecheng, there were many scattered repairs on the rocky beach beside the water pool. At this moment, I saw dozens of scattered repairs, all running forward. The disciples also gathered together, chatting whispering, and struggling to look far away.
"Xiao'er, go out and see." Qiu Yutong hurriedly pulled out his robe and led the landing Xiao out of the grass shed.
Sang Lingxi bound her hairband in a mess, and walked out of her grass shed: "What happened? What happened?"
"I don't know." Bai Hanyuan held the Spirit Sword in both hands and shook his head.
"Ruo Yu, what's the matter? I yelled early in the morning." Xie Wanting rubbed his temple, Xu Dongqing pushed his wheelchair, and the two also came out of the grass shed.
The disciples gathered around, and Yang Ruoyu quickly grabbed the wheelchair from Xu Dongqing and glared at Xu Dongqing: "Master Master, it seems that something happened on the cliff, that is, the place where Nanshan Temple spent the night last night."
The disciples nodded and looked at the cliff in the distance: "Yeah, yeah, early this morning, a lot of people went to watch the excitement."
"I heard the dead." Someone said mysteriously.
"Someone's life?" Qiu Yutong frowned, looking towards the faint cliff in the distance.
Master Dustless has a quiet nature, and the grass shed of Nanshan Temple is also far away from everyone, and is set on a cliff by the cold lake. The cliff is not too far from the rocky beach. It is more than a mile away, but the mist on the cold lake is very heavy. From here, I can only see some shadowy figures, and I can hear some vague noise.
Xie Wanting rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "Let's go and see."
When the people of Shuoxuecheng rushed to the cliff, a lot of people had gathered on the cliff. In addition to the monks in Nanshan Temple who were originally on the cliff, there were also the Beihai Sword School, the brothers of Yuqin Palace, and the nun of Qingxia We, the Bliss Palace, the Dragon Dragon Sect, and a bunch of lively casual repairs ... The river is full of cliffs.
As soon as the cliff faced the cold lake, a few simple reed grass sheds were built on the flat ground in the middle. Among the largest grass sheds, there were bursts of crying and crying.
"Master, Master !!"
"Which sad and mad thief actually hurt your old man ..."
"Woo ... Master ..."
Qiu Yutong's heart was slightly tight, and he couldn't help looking at Lu Xiao, who was also looking at him. The two looked at each other, and they saw the same question in each other's eyes. The sound of crying in the grass shed seems to be the two disciples of Master Wuchen, Qingci and Qinghui, is it ... Master Wuchen has something wrong? !
Qiu Yutong slightly calmed down, and he had to walk up to the grass shed when he lifted his foot.