Chapter 141 The revolving door of the treasure-hunting rat

Author: Fang Shuomo

Chapter 141 The revolving door of the treasure-hunting rat

"Tsk, I accepted you because you were so good at talking to me. I thought I picked up some exquisite spiritual beast through great luck. It turns out it's just a piece of trash that can only be eaten! Hurry up, it's useless. Why don't you help me quickly?

You can lose weight just by working, why not?"

"But, but I can't walk anymore. These are the treasures I can find. Can you give me a bundle of spiritual grass to eat first?"

"What a waste, how many treasures did you find?! Come on, eat, and continue working after you finish eating!!"

The dry and hard low-grade spiritual grass feels like straw when chewed in the mouth. When chewed and swallowed, it even feels like someone is licking the throat with a thorn.

The little treasure-hunting mouse dragged its exhausted body to drink the water in the basin as a buffer, but found that the basin had dried up. Not only was there not a drop of water, but there was also a big hole in the center of the basin.

The scene turned again, and the next owner it met was basically worse than its first owner.

Under frequent servitude, it has gradually become too lazy to speak, and its spirit has become visibly weakened.

Finally, when it became seriously ill one winter day and could no longer stand up, its last unscrupulous owner threw it into the snow and watched coldly as it was picked up by wolves.

It obviously saw that its body had been eaten away by wolves, but somehow, when it opened its eyes again, it found that its body had returned to its original shape, lying among a pile of dead leaves.

After that.

It seemed that it was taken away by a girl with a cold temperament and was forced to sign a master-servant contract with her.

She seems to be different from its previous owners. She will bathe it, make a warm nest for it, feed it delicious and juicy spiritual herbs, and will not enslave it too much.

But what's her name? Why can't it remember it?

Like humans and animals, when they are about to die, a revolving door of past memories will appear in their minds.

The treasure-hunting mouse seemed to hear a very familiar female voice calling it.

Her calling voice was obviously hoarse, but it seemed to be separated by a thick barrier in its ears, making it sound a little blurry.

"Treasure-hunting rat!! Treasure-hunting rat, don't sleep! If you wake up, you can have as many high-grade spiritual grasses as you want. I will listen to you and won't call you treasure-hunting pig. Please open your eyes."

!!”

Ning Xiang didn't dare to touch the treasure hunter rat's claws, which were only bones.

All she could see was that it had been half-skinned, and the flesh and bones were exposed.

When I said these words, my voice couldn't help but tremble.

Yu Cong, the master of Bishui Peak, who realized that he could not sew the skin and flesh of the Treasure Hunter, saw this, washed his blood-stained hands, looked at the girl with strange eyes who was already a little distracted, and sighed with pity:

"Let's say goodbye to it. It probably won't last longer than a cup of tea. This is the first time I've encountered it in this kind of situation. If I can't help it even after a night of hard work, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do.

Already."

Logically speaking, even if the skin of an ordinary spiritual beast is peeled off, it should not be unable to be sewn back.

But this spiritual beast named Treasure Rat

When Ning Xiang heard this, she completely broke away from her sluggish state. She grabbed Mingtai Zun's sleeves and looked at him as if she was looking for a life-saving straw:

"How is that possible? The treasure hunter is just a spiritual beast in the foundation-building stage. You are so skilled in medicine, how could you not be able to cure it? Are you missing something? Tell me, I might be able to provide it."

Yu Cong sighed again, glanced out the window that was already turning fish belly white, shook his head at Ning Xiang, and left the house.

Outside the house, Gu Ying, Ning Zhou, Amo, and Pei Zhuoan had been waiting all night.

Seeing him come out, his face was very solemn, and the four people's hearts skipped a beat at the same time.

Gu Ying stepped forward and asked Yu Cong how he was doing.

Yu Cong shook his head and told the truth about the treasure-hunting rat.

"That spiritual beast is really weird. According to common sense, if it takes the heart-protecting pills I gave you, it is impossible for its physical condition to continue to develop in a worse direction. But it is like a plant that has been pinched by someone.

Like a plant that has lost its rhizome, it decays at an extremely fast rate.”

"Not only that, its skin and flesh are also different from ordinary spiritual beasts. I have used all the methods available, but none of them can successfully sew its skin and flesh together. Therefore, if you have a deep relationship with it,

Take advantage of this opportunity to go in and take a look. If it's later, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for the last time."

After the old man finished speaking, Gu Ying's heart that had been holding on all night finally collapsed at this moment. She was about to push Ning Zhou into the house to see the treasure hunter for the last time. When she reached the door, she was blocked by an invisible barrier.

If you want to look inside, you can only see a golden glow.

This made her confused and turned around to ask Yu Cong, wanting to know what was going on?

When Yu Cong came out, he didn't place any restrictions. He wrinkled up his old face with many age spots when he saw it. He squeezed his way to the front between Gu Ying and A Mo, and used his spiritual power to test it.

But he found that the spiritual power was swallowed up the moment it was released, without any reaction.

"What's going on? Xiaoying, see if you can use the communication slip to contact Ning Xiang."

While Gu Ying followed the instructions in a daze, Mo Yinxing looked at the barrier that was so pale that it was close to nothing, and his brain was running rapidly, recalling the plot of the original book.

There is no introduction to the treasure-hunting mouse in the book, because according to the plot, Ning Xiang has never accepted it.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that treasure-hunting rats were different from other ordinary spiritual beasts.

So he kicked the wind wolf on his side, who was also looking worried, and asked him in a low voice: "Husky, do you still remember that the best spiritual beasts are born with the ability to speak?"

Husky was stunned for a moment, and then replied using the master-servant bond: "That's right, Your Majesty, you mean that this golden light and barrier have something to do with the treasure-hunting rat?"

"I guess it is, but we have to see it to know how it is. I don't know what Ning Tianjiao is like inside."

Just as he was talking, he heard Gu Ying say that he couldn't get through Ning Xiang's communication slip.

"What should I do, Master? There will be no problem with Xiangxiang inside, right?!"

Yu Cong inspected the situation inside and found that it was filled with sufficient spiritual power. After a moment of surprise, he took back his investigation and comforted Gu Ying: "It shouldn't be possible. I have detected a lot of spiritual power from inside, and

This spiritual power actually has the aura of that treasure-hunting rat, Xiaoying, is it really just an ordinary spiritual beast?"

Gu Ying can't answer this question now because she doesn't know much about it, so she can only try to contact Ning Xiang again.

inside the house.

Ning Xiang noticed that the communication jade slip on her waist kept flashing, but she was unable to make any response.

Just because at this moment, her whole body was covered by a golden spiritual power, her whole body became paralyzed, and she couldn't even blink.

Treasure-hunting Rat: Rat, Rat, this wave of mine is called the one who survives a catastrophe but will be blessed later!~

Off topic: Happy May Day everyone~
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