In the morning of the next day, Feng Jiu left the space and continued to go on the road alone. Because she was walking on a remote mountain road, she seldom met people along the way. To her surprise, at noon, she was sitting on a tree resting and eating spiritual fruits. Then she saw several monks in blue robes walking with swords and heading north.
Seeing this, her eyes flashed slightly. When she was about to eat lingguo three or two times, she quietly followed those people. She did not follow them too close or too far away. While following, she paid attention to the words and deeds of those people, especially one of the thin figures.
When the blue robed friars, who were on the way to the sword, saw that the sun was strong at noon, one of them said, "why don't we have a rest! He stopped to drink and drank slowly. The sun was too hot in the middle of the day. When he walked with his sword under the scorching sun, his sweat came out
Seeing this, another elder monk said, "well, let's go to the front tree and have a rest."
The other monks looked at each other with a touch of joy on their faces. They immediately speeded up and went to the shady place in front of them to rest.
Sitting under the tree, several people took out their water bags to drink. One of them poured out the water bag after drinking a few. Seeing that there was no water in it, he could not help looking around, then looked at the old monk and asked, "elder martial brother Lin, is there any water source around here?"
"There's no water here. You have to go a long way to get water." The elder monk said, glancing at his empty water bag and saying, "why don't you use mine?" Although asked, there was no intention to pass it on.
The man looked at it and said with a smile, "no, I can't use elder martial brother's water. I remember that younger martial brother Ruan's water bag seemed to be filled with water last night. I think there should be a lot of water, right, younger martial brother Ruan?"
He looked at a thin man sitting on one side who did not speak, staring at him with a smile.
Seeing that the other party has been staring at him, no, it should be the water bag in his hand. When the man surnamed Ruan closed his eyes, pursed his lips and stopped for a moment, he handed over the water bag in his hand.
For this scene, the other several people are not strange look, obviously, this kind of thing is not the first time.
The man took the other's water bag, poured all the water in it into his own water bag, then threw the empty water bag back to him, and said with a smile: "Ruan junior brother! You don't have much water in it, so I'll pour it out. Don't you mind? "
"No, I'm no longer thirsty." The man said, voice with a bit of cowardice.
"That's good." The man smiles with satisfaction.
A group of people sat for a while. After a rest, they continued to walk with swords. In the dark, Feng Jiu watched them leave and came out from behind a tree. As soon as their figure was swept, they followed them quietly.
She did not go on a royal journey, but chose to follow them under the cover of the trees in the mountain path. In this way, it was more difficult to expose herself. As for those people, she guessed, it should be the hermit family member.
Right now, she's waiting, waiting for an opportunity.
In the night, those people would rest in the forest and gather their breath. She was watching in the dark, watching those people summon the man named Ruan to pick up branches and fire for them to disperse the mosquitoes at night.
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