[Qing Nang Corpse Clothes Part 5: Mushishi]

In the "Dunhuang Nightmare Picture", seven corpses lie peacefully on the Gobi Desert. The cold moonlight shines down, and it is silent and quiet, revealing endless desolation.

Youliang stood quietly in front of the Hakka nanny, and said silently in his heart: "Don't worry, nanny, I will definitely raise the little living master to adulthood and teach her martial arts, and make sure no one can hurt her."

Xiao Jian knelt beside the old tree grandmother's head, gently gathered her messy hair, and swore: "Master, Huang Xiao Jian must kill that white light nightmare to avenge you."

Ran Heze was still sitting on the sand dune, holding his beloved wife tightly in his arms, his confused eyes staring into the distance with an extremely sad expression.

"Alas…" Youliang sighed and shook his head. This veteran of the Chinese Expeditionary Force had a rough life, but in the end, he was still waiting for endless pain.

"Let's go, Xiaojian." Youliang signaled to her that it was time to leave the void.

"Brother Youliang," Xiaojian pleaded with tears in his eyes, "Can you keep this scroll with me temporarily? Whenever I miss Master, I can come in and take a look at it."

Youliang pondered for a moment and nodded. Since the "master" kept track of his whereabouts at all times according to the orders of the nightmare, he must have known that he had entered the underground secret passage of Prince Gong's Mansion at night and rescued Chen Yuanyuan. So now the white light nightmare must hate him to the core and might be ready to attack him. It might be safer to leave the scroll with Xiaojian. Now that the "master" has come to Dakong Mountain, why not wait and kill him at the same time? This is a good opportunity…

Xiaojian walked forward and silently hugged Youliang's waist, and the two of them jumped out of the scroll together and returned to the ground.

"Master, Xiaojian has been found, and things here have come to an end. I wonder when we will go to Hong Kong? Boss Sima has been urging us." Master Dang asked.

Xiao Jian rolled up the scroll and carefully put it into his backpack. He didn't expect that Brother Liang would agree to Gui Hu so readily. It seemed that he was quite considerate of him.

"I will first send Madam's body back to Blue Moon Valley, and then hand the little living master over to Arya to raise," Youliang pondered, his face unusually serious, "and then I'm afraid there will be a bloody battle…"

"Brother Youliang, are we going to have a bloody battle with the White Light Nightmare? I want to participate too." Xiaojian said quickly after hearing that.

"No, the White Light Nightmare is a rare demon that has not appeared in a thousand years. It is extremely difficult to deal with." Youliang shook his head and sighed.

"As long as you are here, Xiaojian is not afraid of anything." Xiaojian looked at him hopefully.

Youliang turned to Master Dang and kindly reminded him: "We are in the open now, but the White Light Nightmare may attack at any time in the dark. This is a personal grudge between him and me, and there is no need for you to get involved…"

Master Dang laughed tragically, "Although we have not known each other for a long time, Master Lequ's deeds in the martial arts world have already convinced people. The greatest heroes are all like this. As you said, if you have a bosom friend in life, life and death are not a big deal. Dang used to hang out with those middle-aged and elderly women in the name of teaching incense skills. Now I am really ashamed when I think about it. Now, I can join hands with Master Lequ to venture into the martial arts world. I really want more."

"Well, since this is already western Yunnan, we might as well head to the Meili Snow Mountain and head to the Blue Moon Valley," Youliang said.

The sun rose, and the mist gradually dissipated. Youliang held the little master in his arms, followed by Xiaojian and Master Dang, and they gradually went away along the forest path.

With a "pop", a pool of light green mucus fell from the cypress tree next to the grave and gradually turned into a human shape.

"We are heading to Blue Moon Valley after all…" Ah He muttered to himself.

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The Tengchong County Party Committee Guesthouse is heavily guarded with a guard post every three steps and a sentry every five steps inside and outside the courtyard.

Inside the room, Ah He was reporting the situation to the Gu Master.

"My lord is wise. Your guess is absolutely correct. Youliang really took Zhang Daoling's scroll and the children to the Blue Moon Valley." Ahe said respectfully.

“Humph, I knew the real scroll was still in this kid’s hands. He actually made a fake in Yantian Fishing Village to fool Lingnan Ape King. Even I was fooled.” The Gu Man sneered.

"My lord, when are you going to take action to deal with this kid?" Ah He asked.

"The Blue Moon Valley may be the only natural void in the world, and I am determined to obtain it. Although the Nightmare Messenger can track Youliang's whereabouts, the positioning is not very accurate, so you need to follow them and find the entrance to the Blue Moon Valley. Once the secret of the void is known, it will be time to catch them all in one swoop." The Gu Man murmured.

"Yes, I'll go right away."

"Well, remember not to alert the enemy. With your current martial arts, you are definitely no match for Youliang. I am still busy these days, so I can only sense the approximate location of the Nightmare Messenger from a distance. Do you understand?"

"Ahaha, I understand." After saying that, Ahaha turned around and left in a hurry.

The Gu Man picked up the teacup and took a sip of Pu'er tea with a smug look on his face.

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A few days later, at dusk, Youliang and his party could see the towering Meili Snow Mountain from afar. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the main peak of Kawagebo, shining with dazzling golden light, solemn and majestic, as if it came from heaven.

"It's so beautiful." Xiao Jian couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Everyone stood quietly on the endless alpine meadow, gazing at the pyramid-like highest peak in Yunnan. The breeze blew by, and they seemed to hear the sound of thousands of Buddhas chanting.

Master Dang couldn't help but sigh: "Zhuangzi once said in "On the Equality of Things", 'You have heard the sounds of man but not the sounds of the earth, you have heard the sounds of the earth but not the sounds of heaven!' This is the sound of nature."

Behind them, within sight, Ah He was lying in the azalea bushes on the alpine meadow in late autumn, silently watching them. Shang Shi's lightness and transformation abilities were extremely high, and he had followed them all the way from Tengchong to Dali to northwest Yunnan, and You Liang and the others were completely unaware.

However, no one noticed that there was a tall spruce forest not far away. On the dense treetops, the old lama Baimei Zhaxi was sitting cross-legged on the branches, watching them quietly.

In the azure blue sky of the plateau, hovering is a gigantic one-eyed Himalayan vulture. It is the guardian beast of Muli Monastery, Nankha. Together with the old Lama Tashi, it is on routine patrol, guarding the Blue Moon Valley.

Youliang and others continued to move towards Mount Kawagebo. The sky gradually darkened. A bright moon hung upside down in the night sky, and the earth was as cool as water.

Ahe followed closely, while the old Lama Zhaxi followed far behind. In the night sky, Nankha glided silently in the clouds, waiting for the master's order to swoop down and attack.

Youliang did not go to Tabarin Temple, nor did he go through the ice cave passage of Mingyong Glacier. He decided to use the old method, jumping off the cliff and entering Blue Moon Valley through the glacier in the belly of the mountain. Master Dang was an outsider after all, and Xiaojian's grandfather was the chief, so the passage of Blue Moon Valley must not be leaked.

At midnight, they finally arrived at the steep cliff. White fog was swirling below the cliff, and it was freezing cold and bottomless.

"Xiaojian, take out the scroll." Youliang ordered.

"What do you need a scroll for?" Xiaojian was puzzled.

"All of you go into the painting, and then enter the Blue Moon Valley." Youliang said seriously.

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Xiao Jian took out the scroll reluctantly. She really wanted to know whether Big Romo's dog teeth could also open the passage to the Blue Moon Valley. If so, she would have one more fun place to visit.

Master Dang understood Youliang's meaning very well. After all, the Blue Moon Valley Void was the most mysterious place in the world. Throughout the ages, countless talented people in the world wanted to see it but could not. It was a great honor for him to be able to enter, and he would never ask for anything else.

Youliang unfolded the "Dunhuang Nightmare Picture" and in the cool moonlight, he could vaguely see the bodies lying side by side on the Gobi sand dunes…

Ah He hid in the bushes and watched from afar, wondering what they were doing. Could this cliff be the entrance to Blue Moon Valley?

As she was thinking, she suddenly felt a gust of wind behind her neck. She thought it was bad and quickly rolled over to avoid it. Fortunately, she dodged in time. Her left cheek felt a burning pain and she heard a "puff" sound in her ear. The grass on the ground was torn apart by the sharp wind.

Looking up, I saw an old lama in red standing in the moonlight. His two long white eyebrows were particularly eye-catching and unforgettable.

"It turns out to be a tapeworm demon, trying to sneak into the Blue Moon Valley?" said old Lama Tashi coldly.

Ah He stood up. He didn't know where this old lama came from, but he could see through his true identity at once.

"My name is A He, and I came here with Huang Xiaojian." She pointed her finger in Youliang's direction. The people who had fought outside the Dakong Mountain Tomb were all dead. She had transformed herself in the tomb and stolen the history books, and Xiaojian hadn't discovered her. If she did it well, she might be able to get away with it.

Old Lama Zhaxi looked at Youliang with a puzzled look.

"Master Zhaxi, I haven't seen you for a long time. Aren't you cold with half your shirt off?" Youliang stepped forward and saluted with a smile.

"Brother Youliang, how come you only have one arm left?" Zhaxi said in surprise, looking at his empty left sleeve.

"I had it accidentally cut off two years ago." Youliang answered casually.

Upon hearing this, the old lama Tashi suddenly frowned and said unhappily, "Youliang, I have always respected you, why do you lie?"

Youliang looked at him in confusion: "When did I tell a lie?"

“Hmph, a few months ago, you were carrying a skinny old man between your ribs as you hurriedly passed by after coming down from the Mingyong Glacier. You ignored me when I asked you questions. At that time, your hands were still fine…” said the old Lama Tashi angrily.

Youliang was stunned at first, then he laughed: "Master, you got the wrong person, that's not me."

"It wasn't you? I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be false?" Zhaxi raised his two white eyebrows, becoming even more unhappy.

"That man is Secretary Xing. He disguised himself as me and entered the valley to trick Guihu Guihu away. The person tucked under his armpit is Song Laoguai." Youliang explained.

"Is it true?" Old Lama Zhaxi was still half-believing and half-doubting, "How could there be such a high-level disguise technique in the world that even I could fool people like that?"

"That is a disguise talisman written with the juice of the naked human flower in the Bai people's Daluomo barrier, and it was made by Li Chunfeng." Youliang had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Li Chunfeng, the master of Yi studies in the Tang Dynasty?" Old Lama Zhaxi was surprised when he heard this.

Youliang nodded.

The two white eyebrows of the old Lama Zhaxi slowly dropped, and his expression finally softened. He turned his head and asked: "What's going on with this insect demon?"

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