If you don't count, you will die

When the horse ran to the edge of Jiuchong City, he could smell a refreshing bamboo fragrance from his nose.

At the entrance of the bamboo forest, Lin Mu turned over and dismounted, turned around to help Shen Mo, but was dodged by Mo Mo, then he followed Lin Mu's example and jumped off the horse, shaking on the ground before standing still.

Lin Mu chuckled, raised his hand and patted Heima's forehead, "Go for a walk and play by yourself."

The horse neighed in a very human way, rubbed its big head against Lin Mu's palm, and ran away.

Shen Mo had already started to look at the bamboo forest in front of him, it was so lush that he couldn't see the end, there was a huge stone tablet lying at the entrance, engraved with the words "Those who are destined can enter", the handwriting was three-pointed into the stone, opening and closing, quite interesting A bit free and easy.

Lin Mu held Mo Mo's right hand, "Don't let go when you enter the bamboo forest, if you go astray, you will never be able to get out again."

Shen Mo's right fingertips that were being held could not help but curl up. He looked down at the hands that were clasped by the two, and then nodded slowly, thinking to himself, the two men are just holding hands, it's not a big deal.

Entering the bamboo forest, the rustling wind played through the bamboo leaves to form a wonderful natural composition, mixed with the faint bamboo fragrance, it is obviously a refreshing scene, and it is impossible to see what makes Lin Mu so cautious.

Shen Mo couldn't help but take a deep breath, the bamboo forest gave him the feeling like peeking into the third floor of the Ji Temple, quiet, peaceful, and unconsciously relaxing.

Sensing that Shen Mo's pace was gradually slowing down, Lin Mu held Mo Mo's hand and squeezed it hard.

Turning around in silence, he followed quickly. He glanced back, only to find that the entrance behind him was no longer there, and the path under his feet was not where the two of them walked. The breeze occasionally shakes the leaves.

Only then did Shen Mo realize the strangeness of the Yue bamboo forest, the sense of comfort that had just flooded into his heart quickly faded away, and he only felt that the bamboo forest was strange.

Sensing the movement of Shen Mo, Lin Mu squeezed Shen Mo's hand again, "Follow me, don't let go."

The two kept moving forward, maybe they turned a corner, maybe they didn't. At first, Shen Mo tried to write down the route, but found that it was impossible, so he just focused on following Lin Mu.

No matter looking forward or looking back, there seems to be no way to go behind the front and back, but every step of the way, it seems that there is always a way to find. As you go deeper and deeper, the surroundings gradually become quieter, the wind disappears, and a little bug No songbirds.

Lin Mu walked steadily ahead, and said with a smile, "We are not welcome in Yuezhulou."

After the words fell, a gust of wind blew past, as if responding to Lin Mu's words, trying to drive them away.

Lin Mu let go of his hand and put his arms around Shen Mo's shoulders, firmly fixing him in front of him.

The strong wind lasted for a long time, and after a while, it slowly subsided.

When they opened their eyes again, there was no longer an endless bamboo forest in front of them, and a cliff turned into a cliff under their feet.

But at this time they were standing on the edge of the cliff, as long as they took a step forward, they would be smashed to pieces.

The wind from under the cliff rushed up in gusts, bringing bursts of piercing chill, Shen Mo couldn't help backing up, hitting Lin Mu's chest behind him.

This cliff looks bottomless, looking down from the top, you can only see layers of white clouds floating slowly.

"What are you going to do, we're here." Lin Mu said, his voice steady and calm.

Arrived?Where are you?

Without waiting for Shen Mo to speak, Lin Mu put his hands behind Shen Mo's back, and with a slight push, the unsuspecting Mo Mo staggered forward and fell into the seemingly bottomless abyss.

Silently frightened, his heart constricted, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he closed his eyes tightly.

However, there was no sound of the wind as expected, and there was no sense of weightlessness. He just staggered a few steps forward, and then stood firmly on the ground.

Opening his eyes hesitantly, he saw the hard ground under his feet, the long-lost breeze in his ears, and the fragrance of bamboo leaves wafting from his nose.

Shen Mo looked up, and saw Lin Mu who was looking at him with his arms crossed, raising his eyebrows.

In Shen Mo's short 16-year life, he understood for the first time what it means to be beaten, for example, Lin Mu in front of him is very needy.

Lin Mu chuckled lightly: "What are you looking at?"

Shen Mo retracted his gaze, stopped looking at him, and turned around to see an elegant three-story bamboo building standing there, but at this time the door of the main building was closed tightly, as if visitors were not welcome.

Lin Mu walked to Shen Mo's side and continued: "There are many people who know about Yuezhulou, but very few people can actually come in. The countless green bamboos outside the building are his city walls. If he welcomes you, he will have his own way." The unimpeded road allows you to come in. If he does not welcome you, this bamboo forest is the most dangerous place, hearing is delusion, seeing is delusion, only what can really be touched is true."

Silence asked: "How do you know that the cliff in front of you is fake? If it is real?"

Lin Mu raised his hand and touched his chin, as if he was thinking about it, and said jokingly for a while, "Really? Then die."

Mo Mo's heart suffocates, is his life unimportant, or Lin Mu has his own way to be sure that the cliff is fake?

The corners of Lin Mu's lips widened: "Scared?"

Silence immediately retorted: "No."

After the words fell, the closed door of the bamboo building in front of him suddenly opened, and a young man in white walked out of the door.

This person was dressed in spotless white clothes, and his black hair was tied high with a jade crown. He was quite handsome, but his facial features were somewhat feminine. When he was not speaking, he seemed to be an immortal indistinguishable from male and female.

But as soon as the man opened his mouth, all the immortal energy disappeared, as if the feeling just now was just a human illusion.

The young man in white raised his sleeves and flicked, a few bamboo leaves came through the air, and Lin Mu waved them away lightly.

The man didn't seem to be counting on these few small bamboo leaves, and his mouth was full of sarcasm like a cannonball: "You are forced to break into the bamboo forest with a stinky body! You are not welcome at the Bamboo Building, so get out of here!"

Lin Mu was not annoyed: "The visitor is a guest."

The young man's voice raised another three points: "You lead people to rush into the bamboo forest. You are as shameless as a city wall, and you dare to call yourself a guest?"

Lin Mu: "Why don't you dare?"

Choked by Lin Mu again and again, the young man took a deep breath, turned around and disappeared through the door.

Lin Mu waved to Shen Mo, "Let's go, let's go in."

Mo Mo followed behind Lin Mu, thinking, this person is not only dangerous, but also extremely thick-skinned.

Yue Bamboo House is simple on the outside, and has no special features on the inside. It looks like a small building with elegant decoration. If you have not eaten the dishes in Yue Bamboo House in silence, it is hard to believe that this is a famous restaurant all over the world. building.

Looking for a place to sit down, there are no other diners in the whole Bamboo Building except them, it seems that Bamboo Building really doesn't want to see guests today.

The young man in white who disappeared just now suddenly appeared at the corner, and said coldly: "See, the Bamboo Tower is closed today, so get out if you're interested."

As if she couldn't hear it, Lin Mu said to herself, "Let's have some light dishes today."

The young man in white gritted his teeth, "Are you deaf? I said that Bamboo Tower is closed today!"

Lin Mu set tea bowls for the two of them, knocked on the empty teapot, and said leisurely: "The one who breaks the bamboo forest is a guest, you made the rules yourself, do you want to go back on your word?"

The young man snorted coldly, gave Lin Mu a hard look and turned to leave, leaving only the word "wait" gnashing his teeth.

After a while, a little boy made a pot of hot tea for the two of them first.

Then they brought a few light and refreshing side dishes, all made of local seasonal vegetables. They looked ordinary, but Mo Mo had already experienced the extraordinaryness of Yuezhulou. The salty and fragrant green vegetables are delicious and appetizing, which makes Mo Mo's appetite that has subsided due to the wind and cold surge up one after another.

Yuezhulou's reputation is well-deserved.

Lin Mu had very little to eat, so he quickly put down his chopsticks, and only asked Shen Mo to eat raw, and he was going to catch up with the owner of Yuezhulou.

There was him in silence, from seeing the familiar words and deeds of the young man in white, he guessed that the two should know each other.

Behind the Yuezhu Tower, in the green bamboo forest.

Two figures, one white and one black, stood facing each other, it was the young man in white and Lin Mu in the black robe.

The young man in white asked: "I'm afraid you have other important business to bring someone in so blatantly?"

Lin Mu's expression was flat, the usual smile disappeared, and he looked a little cold, "By the way, come get the blood wine."

The young man in white was shocked: "Blood wine? Lin Mu, what do you want blood wine for?"

Lin Mu said: "The canonization ceremony of the national teacher."

The young man in white asked: "You know the function of blood wine, but it's just a national teacher's ceremony, any wine is fine, why use blood wine?"

Lin Mu stood with his hands behind his back, turned his back to the young man in white and said, "Zhuqing, I need to be silent, but his star palace is shining, and his life is not long."

Zhuqing frowned tightly: "Silence? The boy you brought? Since you want him to survive, you can use poison, Gu, anything, but there is no need to use blood wine."

Lin Mu shook his head: "His horoscope is weird and unpredictable, it is difficult to infer, his fate is intermittent, poison and Gu have accidents, I can't bet on it. Moreover, I have my own way to save my life under the influence of blood wine."

Zhuqing sneered: "If you can save your life if you become a useless person. That's all, I can give you blood wine, but you have to tell me what you need him for."

Lin Mu was silent, unwilling to say more.

After a long time, Zhuqing sighed helplessly: "I know you are stubborn, you know the characteristics of blood wine, this small bottle was refined since you were young, and it was originally for... Forget it, your legs are not easy to stand for a long time, even if you are strong in martial arts, There are thousands of tricks and clever calculations, but we still need to pay more attention.”

After saying that, Zhuqing came to a bamboo, which seemed to be no different from other bamboos.

He raised his hand, held the strong wind in his hand, and chopped hard, the bamboo broke, and there was a small white jade bottle that was faintly red in the broken bamboo joint.

He carefully took off the jade bottle and handed it to Lin Mu: "There is only one bottle of blood wine, you can think about it."

Ling Mu took it in silence.

The two looked at each other for a moment and remained silent for a long time.

When Lin Mu came back, he had finished eating silently for a long time, and was slowly sipping tea, seeing Lin Mu coming back, he didn't ask any more questions.

Lin Mu's lips curled slightly, looking at the empty dishes and bowls in front of him, he said, "Are you full?"

Nodding silently, he didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with him eating so much, with a wooden face and his usual expressionless face, but in fact he was gently rubbing the little finger holding the teacup.

Lin Mu also poured a cup of tea for herself, "Sit down for a while to digest the food. The bamboo cake in Yuezhulou is a specialty. It changes taste when it cools, so it's inconvenient to take away. This time, just taste it before leaving."

After the words fell, there was no more words between the two.

Today's Lin Mu seems to be exceptionally silent, and silent is a person who is used to saying little, and the two of them became a little strange for a while.

It is said that the two have known each other for only a few days, so it is too early to say they are familiar with each other.

Lin Mu looked at the bamboo forest outside the window, the hands under the desk were covered under the long sleeves, and gently covered her knees.

When the knees are down, the touch seems to be the same as that of ordinary people's legs, but if you press it hard, you can find the bones that are too hard and broad under the skin. Such an outline is not like what ordinary people should have, but who Will you pinch other people's legs for no reason?Besides, Lin Mu is not someone who can be easily approached.

After all, this is a prosthetic leg made by the master of Qianji Palace himself.

Everyone in the world knows that today's emperor has three taboos that cannot be discussed indiscriminately, one of which is the emperor's real name.

No one would have thought that Di Junzhan would tell a young boy his real name so easily, and walk around with another identity under this name.

Who would associate a lame emperor with the elusive Lord of the Thousand Machines Palace?

What's even more ridiculous is that people in the world only know that today's emperors don't believe in heaven, earth, gods and Buddhas, and despise national teachers and Taoism.

The Kingdom of Zhantian does not need a national teacher, because Lin Mu alone is enough for Zhantian.

Fight the sky, fight the sky, fight against the sky, what is there to be afraid of?