When he returned to the game, it was so dark that he could not even see his own fingers. Happy had to familiarize himself with the place for a while before he gradually got used to his surroundings. He could see slightly in the dark.
There were still remnants of a bonfire on the ground, but All-powerful Medicinal Stone was nowhere to be seen. With a flap, a white pigeon suddenly appeared in front of Happy, and the sound of its wings flapping instantly broke the silence around him.
He took the letter and unfolded it to read it.
[I have something to do. I'll be leaving first!]
The person who signed it was All-powerful Medicinal Stone.
Right when he finished reading it, another messenger pigeon appeared. Flap!
Happy was stunned.
It was still the unkempt man's letter. This time, the content was much richer. It described the battle that had happened in Mount Song, and it repeatedly reminded him to be careful.
Happy closed the letter and brought out the map to look at it. Just as he expected, there was only one red dot on the map. All-powerful Medicinal Stone was already one mile away!
He put away the map. He had a general idea that the person who could not bear the loneliness should have gone to watch the fun. With his restless personality, it would indeed be difficult for him to stay in the same place for a while.
Besides, he was a lone ranger who loved to join in on the fun and did not play by the rules.
'It's good that he left. I can go there now.'
Now that he had one less bandit who could do nothing by his side, he instantly felt as if he had been freed from a burden. His body became lighter, and with the night breeze, he headed to an even darker place with ease.
Soon after he started to leave …
A group of fully armed players with extraordinary presences charged out of the depths of the forest and appeared at the spot where Happy had been.
"He's already left."
One of them looked around and cast a glance at the map before he said hatefully,
"We're too late."
Before his voice faded away, a loud voice rose. "Don't be in a hurry to make a conclusion. He just logged in, so he should have left not long ago. Immediately send a messenger pigeon to Fourth and have him look for a Half Immortal to perform another divination to find the location of the brocade box. As long as we can determine the direction, it's only a matter of time before we find him."
Once the messenger pigeon flapped its wings and quickly disappeared from the forest, the owner of the loud voice snorted in a smug manner.
"Hmph, I heard a magpie chirping in my ears a long time ago. I knew it! I'm definitely going to be lucky today. The thirteen staff-using monks lost three brocade boxes, and those people only know that two of them were stolen. They didn't notice that the bandit who stole the third box was killed. Heh heh, we Seventeen Swordsmen of Yan Mountain deserve to be rich! "
"Big brother, you're wise!"
Someone said,
"Right now, there are less than a hundred tributes left in the entire World of Martial Arts. When the day of the emperor's birthday comes, the number of tributes will definitely be even lesser. If we can get them, our names will definitely shake the world of martial arts in the future!"
The loud voice rang out again.
"There are no ifs! We must obtain this brocade box! Alright! Everyone, rest here for a while. Remember not to start a fire and alert the enemy. In addition, there are a lot of people on Mount Song now. It's not good to be targeted. "
Everyone agreed in unison!
Soon …
A messenger pigeon broke through the night sky and landed on the man's arm.
He unfolded the branch to take a look. The paper was quickly crushed into pieces in the night wind. A cold and stern voice rang out.
"Southeast! There's only a cliff over there. He won't be able to escape. Chase him!! "
Whoosh! Whoosh!
With their spirits lifted, the group streaked across the night sky, heading southeast at full speed.
Not long after the group of people left, a faint sound of something breaking through the air once again came from the depths of the forest. Two men in black chased after the disappearing figures of the group of people and appeared in this open space like ghosts. They landed on the ground soundlessly, their eyes cold and proud.
"Heh, we're lucky."
"I didn't expect that the person who hung us by accident would have this sort of discovery. Let's go. Don't alert the enemy. Once they're both injured, we'll clean up the mess."
"Let's go!"
With the thought that the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it, the two of them quickly fused into the endless night.
…
Happy was not an immortal. Naturally, he did not know that he had already been targeted by two groups of people. He continued doing things his own way. Wind moved under his feet, and he flew to a certain place in his previous life without stopping.
The speed of Grandmaster Realm Cloud Treading Steps and Happy's understanding of the terrain of Mount Song made him look like a black leopard that ran across plains. He was incredibly agile and at ease.
Besides …
Since he had to avoid some of the high-grade wild beasts, Happy constantly changed his direction. Hence, even though the people behind him were certain that he was heading southeast, they could not catch up to him in terms of speed, and they could not close the distance between them.
The Seventeen Swordsmen of Yan Mountains moved and stopped occasionally. They moved slowly on the bumpy mountain path, and if they ran into high-grade wild beasts by accident, they would not dare to fight against them. They would either be forced to fight against them or take detours.
While they cursed under their breath, they did not know that they were getting further and further away from Happy!
Gradually …
Happy left the dense forest and slowed down a little. He stomped on the ground in a relaxed manner while he basked in the starlight. Then, he appeared in front of a small, run-down temple.
There were a few old trees that Happy could not name planted around the run-down temple. Faint yellow light from oil lamps shone from them, and the faint scent of incense wafted in the air. Everything looked ancient and far away from the world.
"Patron, please wait."
When Happy arrived in front of the stairs, he suddenly heard the name of Buddha behind him. He did not even need to turn his head around to know that the person who spoke was a middle-aged monk in gray robes.
He turned around slowly. Under the moonlight, the gray-robed monk's shiny head and the ring scar were incredibly eye-catching. He placed his palms together and lowered his eyes. His expression was solemn and peaceful.
"This is the place where I and my disciple meditate. Patron, why have you come to visit me so late at night?"
Happy pressed his palms together respectfully and answered, "Master, please do not blame me. I have sincerely worshiped Buddha for many years. I came to the mountain at night on a whim, but I got lost and discovered this temple. I did not mean to disturb you, but I believe that Buddha is merciful and has guided me here so that I will not end up in the stomachs of wild beasts."
"Amitabha!"
The gray-robed monk smiled and called out the name of Buddha.
"Buddha is merciful and protects the people of the world. Since you are a visitor who came to the mountain to offer incense, then stay in this small temple for a night. You can leave tomorrow."
Right when he finished speaking, a ding came from the system.
"Discovered an eminent monk in a small temple in the depths of the mountain. Triggered Buddhist Ritual Quest.
"Quest requirements: Enter the small temple and think of a way to enter the inner room. Listen to Zhi Heng's master, Master Xuan Kong's teachings. Quest reward: Increase Comprehension by one point."
When he received the system's notification, Happy instantly had a relieved expression appear on his face.
As expected, anyone who was not a disciple of Shaolin Temple could trigger this quest.
He pressed his palms together and nodded without batting an eyelid.
"Thank you, master."
Zhi Heng did not say anything else. He calmly walked up the stairs and stood in front of the temple. He made an inviting gesture, and he was so fast that Happy could not catch his movements at all.
Even in his previous life, he had never managed to figure out Monk Zhi Heng's martial arts realm!
When he thought of this, Happy suppressed the excitement in his heart. He sucked in a deep breath and calmly walked into the small temple.
"Roar!"
A dull and distant sound rose. The temple door was closed by Zhi Heng from the inside, blocking the moonlight outside.
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