The mountain wind is cold.
Lu Xiaofeng and the honest monk were walking on the mountain road.
There was also a Sikong Zhaixing running around restlessly in front.
"There's a dead body here!"
Sikong Zhaixing's voice suddenly became excited, as if he had discovered some new world. He didn't know why Lu Xiaofeng wanted to come to Wudang to have a look, and he always felt that it was a wasted trip. Now it seems that he really has his reasons.
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