Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 250: Qiao Sang

Stop and go, more than a month later.

Dachang City.

Madam Ninth looked at the half-collapsed houses and murmured: "It turns out to be true..."

Lu Tong had a smile on his face.

"Do you think it's fake?"

Madame Ninth paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, saying: "Where is your practice cave?"

"Behind the mountain."

After a while, the group of people landed outside the ruined hall.

Mrs. Ninth sighed, shook her head and said: "This place is really not suitable for me. Okay, find someone to take me to each village to pick out goods, and leave after the arrangements are made."

"Okay, I'll let Erhu take you there."

Dahan went to sleep in the cave.

He walked into the hall and looked around, but Erhu didn't come up, and Dian Si'er didn't come back either.

"Boss Dian!"

"Master."

Boss Dian emerged from the spider nest.

Lu Tong asked: "Has anyone been here?"

"Three people and a tiger demon."

"Who?"

"Guanglie, Yueshenyu, Tu Kunshun, and the neighbor tiger demon."

Lu Tong turned his head and looked across the waterfall.

On the other side, a shining silver roof on the ruins is very eye-catching, and the roof is empty.

The owner there is a tiger demon.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything. I left when I heard that the master was not here."

He nodded and returned to the hall.

This time when I returned to the mountain, in addition to Wangqiu, I also brought Qi Yun’s children, Qi Qingqing and Qi Xiaoshan.

One is fifteen and the other is thirteen. They are neither too young nor too old. They are Wangqiu's companions and Taoist boys in the temple.

There are nine ladies in the palace.

Lu Tong took a short rest and flew towards the mountain sun.

Mountainside.

Deep in a certain alley, there is a very ordinary Qingding courtyard house.

The courtyard wall has collapsed, but the gate is still intact.

Touch the formation.

Soon, a figure opened the door.

When Tu Kunshun saw Lu Tong, he immediately widened his eyes and asked cautiously: "Junior brother, is there any news?"

He nodded.

Tu Kunshun's eyes lit up, and a divine light glowed between his brows.

"What news?"

"The person is gone."

Tu Kunshun had expected it, but his expression did not change much and asked: "Is there any evidence?"

"Half a piece of tattered clothes."

"Let me see."

Lu Tong took out a small box.

Tu Kunshun grabbed the box and opened it immediately. There were only a dozen pieces of cloth inside.

He had a hand in advance.

Keep most of the pieces in hand in case something unexpected happens.

"Why are there no people?"

Lu Tong shook his head and said, "I will tell Qiao Sang personally."

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Tu Kunshun nodded, opened the door and said, "Come in, Senior Sister Qiao is inside."

Side room.

Qiao Sang was resting in bed.

I haven’t seen you for just a few months, and it feels like many years have passed. I still had a few gray hairs, but now I’m almost losing them all.

Lu Tong was very surprised and asked: "Do you have an old illness?"

"I'm sick from worry, and my life is approaching, so I don't think I have many days left."

He felt a little heavy.

Before he died, he had to face such bad news, even... even the bad news was false.

"Hey!"

Lu Tong sighed.

Tu Kunshun went over and sat by the bed, put down the box, and patted his arm gently.

"Senior Sister Qiao?"

Qiao Sang slowly opened his eyes.

A pair of lifeless eyes.

He glanced at Tu Kunshun lifelessly, and then when he saw Lu Tong, his eyes suddenly burst into life.

Qiao Sang sat up suddenly and asked: "Friend Lu, is it possible, is it possible..."

A few times I spoke, and a few times I was speechless.

The eyes are very complicated. I want to hear the answer, but I am afraid of hearing the answer.

Lu Tong's eyes dimmed and he nodded.

Qiao Sang’s lips wriggled a few times, the corners of his eyes quickly became moist, and two lines of turbid tears flowed out.

"Sister Qiao, take a look at these clothes."

Qiao Sang lowered his head and looked over.

After seeing the rags in the box, he stopped breathing. After a few breaths, he stretched out his hand very slowly and took out a piece of rag.

"Son!"

There was a wail and suddenly exploded.

Lu Tong was shocked.

As if he had been struck by lightning, the hairs on his arms and back stood up, and waves of cold currents shot up on his back.

Qiao Sang pinched the rag, let out a cry of "ho **** ho", and fell down.

"Friend Qiao."

He walked over quickly.

Tu Kunshun was startled and hurriedly helped Qiao Sang up, patted his shoulders and shouted: "Senior Sister! Senior Sister Qiao!"

Lu Tong hesitated for a moment, took out a jade bottle, used magic to draw out a drop of milky white spiritual fluid from the bottom of the bottle, and put it into Qiao Sang's mouth.

Goddess tears.

The last time Tu Kunshun introduced the Goddess Tears, he took the jade bottle and did not return it.

A few breaths later.

Qiao Sang woke up and looked at the wall expressionlessly, with tears in his eyes.

Tu Kunshun poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Senior Sister Qiao, my condolences."

Qiao Sang stared blankly at the tea cup again.

After a few breaths, he turned his head to look at Lu Tong and said, "Fellow Daoist Lu, why are they not there?"

In just a few moments, my voice became hoarse.

Lu Tong gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it.

"Encountered an accident and lost his life."

Meng Dahe spouted nonsense lies that he couldn’t say out loud.

But when he directly named "Meng Dahe", he was worried that Qiao Sang would use it to threaten him and ask the two to take revenge before telling him the location of the goddess's stone statue.

At this time, he was very conflicted.

Qiao Sang looked dull, another string of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and murmured: "Did he offend someone?"

Lu Tong shook his head and said, "No."

"Yes, I specifically told IndoMTL.com~ not to cause trouble when I go outside, and to work honestly..."

Qiao Sang babbled in a low voice, his voice weak, hoarse, and vague, like a dead person with his mouth still moving.

"Senior Sister Qiao."

Tu Kunshun hesitated a little and said: "We have the news, then..."

The chattering stopped.

Qiao Sang lowered his head, was silent for a long time, and said: "The rapids flowed through the gun; when you opened your mouth, there was no echo from the gong; holes after holes, thousands of pens."

The two looked at each other.

Tu Kunshun asked: "Sister Qiao, is this the location of the goddess's stone statue?"

Qiao Sang nodded slightly.

Lu Tong was a little disappointed.

I thought I could get an exact location, but I didn’t expect there was only a formula.

But it’s normal.

If Qiao Sang knew the specific place, he would not be reduced to this situation.

He took out a piece of paper and wrote down this sentence.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, all three of them..."

He put away the paper and nodded.

Qiao Sang closed his eyes, then slowly opened them after a while, and said, "Is it Meng Dahe?"

"Yes."

"Thank you."

Qiao Sang climbed up hard, put on his shoes, stood up with some difficulty, and walked outside.

Tu Kun said, "Senior Sister Qiao, Meng Dahe's cultivation is weird, and there are eight foundation-building guards around him."

Qiao Sang didn't seem to hear him and slowly opened the door and went out.

Tu Kunshun took two steps to catch up.

Lu Tong reached out to stop him and shook his head vigorously.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

Tu Kunshun sighed and murmured: "When Senior Sister Qiao leaves, I'm afraid..."

"Why not die?"

Lu Tong looked at the empty door and said: "Rather than die alone here, it is better to avenge your son. Even if you can't kill your enemy, at least..."

He looked away, lowered his head and said, "At least I can die with my family."