What imperial henchmen? Please call me Your Majesty!

Suzhou, Danyang City.

As the saying goes, there are twenty-four solar terms in a year. It has rained here, which has made the air a bit colder, and many people have put on heavy clothes.

Su Mu was startled by the cold air when he arrived.

I quickly picked out a few clothes to wear, and then I felt much warmer.

Although Danyang City cannot compare to the capital, its local customs and culture are quite lively. Since leaving the capital, many wandering martial arts practitioners have started to appear here.

Of course, you can also see a few dead bald monks.

He wouldn't normally refer to these monks that way, mainly because he had encountered several eminent monks who were swindling people by claiming their items were blessed, even before entering Danyang City.

Although there are demons in this world, I have never heard of these blessed items having any effect.

The worst part is that they even managed to fool themselves.

They even said that if we didn't buy some, the demons and evil spirits might come out to take our lives after we entered the city at night, so we should buy some to ensure our safety.

Many passersby were scammed.

If it were an ordinary passerby, he might have been fooled, but what if it was said that he would come out to take someone's life at night?

He was curious to see what would happen.

Many people in the city were covered with various items, all bought from the eminent monks of Qiuming Temple. It was fate that they approached you, but whether it was "fate" or "origin" was still unknown.

Since we're new here and unfamiliar with the place, one thing is certain: these people are from Qiuming Temple. So why not follow them and we'll find our way?

After all, the main thing is to find people.

They followed them for only a day, until night fell, when a thunderclap resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and the monks left the city.

Su Mu searched along the path they had taken and found a dilapidated temple. He went inside and looked around, and found many extinguished campfires, indicating that many people had rested there.

I turned my head to look at the sky.

Lightning flashed incessantly, and thunder rumbled; a heavy rain was definitely on its way.

After much deliberation, he had no choice but to clap his hands and order the Shadow Legion to quickly gather firewood and wild rabbits from the vicinity.

A bonfire was immediately lit inside the dilapidated temple.

Splash...

The cold wind creaked the dilapidated wooden door, and large raindrops poured down, instantly shrouding the already dark sky in mist.

Su Mu, on the other hand, had nothing to do, so he just roasted the rabbit meat.

Until a moment later...

"Quick, there's a dilapidated temple over there, let's go inside and take shelter from the rain!"

Su Mu's senses were very sharp; he could hear the noise, but he remained unmoved, focusing intently on his rabbit meat.

Tread...  

Footsteps approached, and someone entered the house first, but the light immediately alerted them to the presence of someone there, and they all looked over.

There was a man in his early twenties, wearing a long jumpsuit, sitting by the campfire, roasting meat over the fire.

"Amitabha……"

Su Mu looked at the group of people. Just as he had guessed, they would definitely come here to take shelter from the rain.

However, he remained expressionless and showed no courtesy, merely glancing at the meat before continuing to grill it.

The monks looked around but decided it wasn't necessary to get close, so they lit another fire nearby.

Their monks' robes were already soaked through, and a variety of small items they carried were casually tossed on the ground, making a crisp clinking sound.

"This darn weather, it starts raining so suddenly, I guess I won't be able to get back to the temple tonight."

"We should have gone back earlier, then we wouldn't have had to stay here for a while."

"However, today's alms-gathering went quite well."

Su Mu didn't know if it was just a feeling, but he felt that if he wasn't there, their conversation might have been a little different. But after he arrived, their words became a bit restrained.

It doesn't matter anyway; the ultimate goal is to find out exactly where their temple is and, incidentally, to determine if any talismans exist.

Moreover, I can summon my army at any time, so I'm not afraid of them playing any kind of "Buddha's mercy, saving all sentient beings" act.

The monks could only wring out their clothes, mutter to themselves, and eat some dry rations. The aroma of roasted meat filled the air, making some of them break their vows.

Su Mu continued eating by himself, ignoring them and not bothering to talk to them.

It was raining heavily outside. I had only thought there were a few monks on this road until the sound of metal clanging came from outside.

Everyone's eyes turned towards the doorway.

In the firelight, one could see a woman dressed in red, her clothes tattered, walking inside in a disheveled state. Perhaps she had fallen at the entrance due to her severe injuries and tumbled inside.

Su Mu looked at the other person. Bonfires were lit on both sides, which made the house slightly brighter. The woman had been getting rained on outside. After entering the house, her skin gradually reflected the rainwater, making her look extremely disheveled.

He frowned. "Another expert?"

The other person slowly got up, glanced at both sides, and saw a monk in a kasaya on one side and only one person on the other side, who was roasting meat. Moreover, the campfire on his side was larger and warmer.

So he picked up the sword from the ground and, with his wounded body, slowly approached him.

The monks watched intently, their eyes glued to the screen.

The woman approached Su Mu, her voice slightly weak:

"Young master, it's raining heavily outside. May I rest here for a while?"

Su Mu looked at her, still puzzled. Wasn't she dressed a little too thinly? It seemed she had been fighting someone and was defeated, causing some of the corners of her clothes that required exertion to tear, exposing her skin.

He glanced at the monks, then looked at her again:

"random."

They went back to eating rabbit meat.

I thought to myself that these monks were a bit improper.

Is this a legitimate Buddhist temple?

"Thanks……"

The woman thanked her and sat down cross-legged to the side.

The firelight illuminated her skin, and the water droplets remaining on her skin reflected a red glow. Especially at this moment, if one looked directly at her, one would surely be captivated.

The monks watched for a while, until someone spoke up, at which point they stopped watching and didn't discuss anything further.

Su Mu glanced at the woman. Her appearance made her look like a female knight-errant from some sect. Perhaps she had been chased and humiliated?

At this moment, the heroine took out several medicine bottles from her body, placed them in front of her, took one bottle, poured out a pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

She then took another bottle of medicine, opened it, and sprinkled the powder on the wounds on her body. After that, she loosened her clothes, revealing a more serious knife wound on her back.

She didn't care about shame at this moment. Instead, she turned to the side so that Su Mu could see. Similarly, she turned her head and sprinkled the medicine powder little by little onto the wound.

Su Mu watched, not lost in thought, but sensing that she might have been ambushed. How could she have survived being stabbed and still managed to get here, and now she was openly applying medicine to heal her wounds? Her killer must have caught up with her.

"Um, sir, I can't reach the back to apply the coating, could you help me?"

She had no other choice but to ask for help.

Su Mu was also a little helpless. He got up and came to her side, holding the medicine bottle and turning it upside down little by little.

"Young lady, your injury is quite serious."

"I know."

Su Mu didn't say anything more, but instead applied the medicine to her.

The wound was large, a diagonal cut across her back. She must have some internal strength left, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to move at all after that.

The woman had been watching his gaze intently, but seeing him so focused on applying the medicine without any other expression, she felt much more at ease.

After applying the medicine, Su Mu put it on the ground, moved back to his original spot, and continued eating the rabbit meat.

The woman closed her clothes, looked at him, and then at the monks not far away.

The current situation is that they don't know each other, so they need to focus on healing their wounds now, otherwise they will definitely be implicated if someone comes looking for them.

He put the medicine bottle away and began to circulate his internal energy, causing the moisture on his body to evaporate little by little.

Su Mu watched and thought that the girl's cultivation technique was quite good; she could even dry clothes by steaming them. If he had the chance to learn it, he might want to give it a try.