It has been in the room for more than seven hours. Zhao Xiaotian was sweating all over, but Long Xiangyi was always listless and had no intention of recovering. Just being bitten by a poisonous snake, she could have such a strong reaction, which was something Zhao Xiaotian had never heard of. Now he regretted that he shouldn't drive Huo Yongran so early, otherwise it might be helpful to use his understanding of poison. And the butcher Zhang shouldn't have let go to Europe so early. Both of them are tycoons of poison, and they may be able to be relieved.

But now, Zhao Xiaotian had no choice. He collapsed on the ground, with no light in the room. He beat his head and kept regretting.

If we didn't go to that yard, Wei Zisu wouldn't die, and Long Xiangyi wouldn't have become like this.

"I can't even save my girlfriend. I am a miracle doctor!" Zhao Xiaotian lay on the ground in annoyance, holding Long Xiangyi's hand.

Her hands became colder and colder, completely like a dead person, but that little bit of anger was still there, supporting her to survive.

Long Xiangyi's cell phone kept ringing, but Zhao Xiaotian had no intention of answering, so he just stayed in the room without eating or drinking for a day and a night.

I don’t know how many days it took, the community gradually became lively. Zhao Xiaotian turned a deaf ear to it. No matter whether it is New Year’s Eve or not, it would be meaningless to him. If there is no one who loves to joke, nothing is meaningless.

In the past few days, Long Xiangyi's cell phone kept ringing, and Zhao Xiaotian didn't take it once until the battery ran out.

On New Year's Eve, the door was knocked and Zhao Xiaotian did not go out.

"Open the door! Xiaotian, I know you are inside." It was Yan Mu's voice, but Zhao Xiaotian was exhausted. He used all his strength to treat Long Xiangyi, so he had no strength to open the door.

After a while, the door began to be destroyed. After a loud bang, Yan Mu walked in, opened the door, and a rotten smell came to her face. She covered her nose and turned on the light. She saw Long Xiangyi's decayed face on the bed, while Zhao Xiaotian was lying on the ground, staring at the ceiling with his eyes blank, as if she didn't notice Yan Mu walked in.

"Oh, what are you doing? What's the smell?" Yan Mu quickly opened the curtains and opened the windows to let fresh air penetrate.

Zhao Xiaotian is like an old man waiting for death.

"Xiangyi, wake up, it's the New Year." Yan Mu shook Long Xiangyi, but the other party didn't move at all.

"What's going on?" Yan Mu asked Zhao Xiaotian. Zhao Xiaotian was like Long Xiangyi and had no reaction.

Yan Mu kicked Zhao Xiaotian, then walked to the kitchen, tied his apron and started cooking, and said, "Grandpa and the others are all abroad, and we are the only two of us left in China, but we still have to celebrate the New Year, so we can't be without the New Year atmosphere."

Seeing that Zhao Xiaotian didn't say anything, Yan Mu rushed in with a kitchen knife and shouted: "You haven't heard it when you talk to you?"

"Xiangyi is almost dying, I'm not in the mood to talk to you!" Zhao Xiaotian said weakly.

"What?" Yan Mu quickly walked to Long Xiangyi and looked at it. He found that Long Xiangyi was like a dead person, and her body began to shrink, like a mummy, and she didn't have the original appearance of being so charming. She looked around and suddenly said "Huh".

Zhao Xiaotian closed his eyes and said, "Can you turn off the lights?"

Yan Mu looked at Long Xiangyi again and muttered: "This one looks a bit like... like..."

Zhao Xiaotian talked and said, "It's like a dead person, right?"

"No, it's a bit like that shaman?" Yan Mu wiped his hands, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, then lifted the quilt, saw two small tooth marks on Long Xiangyi's neck, and said, "That's right, it's very much like that shaman."

"What shaman?" Zhao Xiaotian suddenly turned over.

"Once I was on a mission, I got lost in Miaojiang, where there was an ancient village, and the tribe members lived in groups. There was a shaman in this village. The shaman would become like this in winter, saying that it was to worship the gods, hibernate like snakes, and recover in spring."

Zhao Xiaotian suddenly jumped up, scared Yan Mu and said, "What do you mean, please make it clear!"

Yan Mu sat on the bed and said, "It is said that every year their newborns will select a group of babies with extremely yin destiny and feed them snake eggs. The snake egg is very small, about the size of a little finger. After three months, the one who can survive is a new generation of shamans. This snake egg will survive in the belly and eat people's remaining food. When this shaman becomes an adult, he can use a spell to summon the little snake, and then let the snake bite itself and perform sacrifices, once a year to ensure the prosperity of the tribe."

"Every year? In other words, can you wake up later?" Zhao Xiaotian seemed to have caught something.

"Yes, they have a special way to heal." Yan Mu finished speaking, looked at Long Xiangyi and said, "Xiang Yi looks very similar to their shaman."

Zhao Xiaotian was ecstatic, shook Yan Mu, kissed her in the face, and said, "Sister, you are really my awakening!"

"Ah, it's so dirty!" Yan Mu asked, wiping the saliva on his face, "How many days have you not brushed your teeth?"

Zhao Xiaotian took out a piece of paper and said to Yan Mu: "Let me write their address quickly!"

"I...I don't know the specific name, after all, that place is full of mountains, I..."

"If you don't know, draw it, hurry!" Zhao Xiaotian urged.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaotian was anxious, Yan Mu looked at Long Xiangyi's appearance and seemed to have guessed something, so he quickly drew it based on his own impression.

Zhao Xiaotian held the paper, hugged Long Xiangyi, and rushed out like a rushing move.

"Hey, New Year's Day, where are you going?" Yan Mu shouted.

Zhao Xiaotian didn't even go back and headed straight to the airport. After buying two air tickets, Zhao Xiaotian flew directly to southern Yunnan and then took a bus to Miaojiang.

He did not dare to relax at all along the way. Zhao Xiaotian didn't even drink water. After he arrived at the area painted by Yan Mu, it depends on Zhao Xiaotian's luck. Zhao Xiaotian vowed that even if he searched all over Miaojiang, he would still find the legendary village.

After crossing the mountains and ridges for several days, Zhao Xiaotian never stopped carrying Long Xiangyi on his back. When he arrived at a mountain peak, Zhao Xiaotian looked at the map drawn by Yan Mu. It seemed that it was this mountain, but he had to climb over it, otherwise he would not be able to see the village.

The mountain was very high and lush. Zhao Xiaotian took off his clothes and wrapped Long Xiangyi to prevent some snakes, insects, rats and ants from biting him, and then began to climb the mountain.

After climbing over the mountain, I saw a naturally formed circular pool, just halfway up the mountain. Next to the pool, there is a high platform with stone steps to walk up. Zhao Xiaotian hadn't drunk water for several days. When he saw the pool, he rushed over, lay next to the pool, and took a few sips.

As soon as the water was in my mouth, I found it was extremely sweet, so Zhao Xiaotian drank it happily.

While drinking, I suddenly heard a voice and shouted, "What are you doing!"

Zhao Xiaotian turned around and saw a strong man two meters tall, holding a steel fork in his hand, wearing clothes similar to ancient times, and wearing a belt wrapped around his head. He was looking at Zhao Xiaotian with a glaring look.

"Who are you? Who asked you to drink holy water!" The man roared and rushed over and put the steel fork on Zhao Xiaotian's neck, with regret and horror in his eyes.

"I... I'm here to find a copycat called Xipeng Mountain Village." Zhao Xiaotian said.

"Why are you coming to our village?" the man roared.

"You?" Zhao Xiaotian was surprised and happy. Unexpectedly, he really found it. He put down Long Xiangyi on his back and said, "Save my wife quickly."

The man looked at Long Xiangyi, exclaimed, then frowned, and said, "Xi Pengshan Village does not welcome you, hurry up and leave, I will pretend that I didn't see you drinking holy water!"

Zhao Xiaotian grabbed the man and said pleaded: "Please save my wife."

The man looked cold and said, "Go away quickly, otherwise you will regret it." After that, the man turned around and left.

Just as Zhao Xiaotian was about to catch up, he heard another person say, "Sang Mu, who are you talking to?"

The man said, "It's nothing, I just prayed to the Holy Water."

"oh."

Zhao Xiaotian thought to himself that you care about this pool so much, don’t blame me for being rude. In order to get into the clerk, Zhao Xiaotian gently put down Long Xiangyi, then plunged into the pool and shouted: “Oh, it’s great to take a bath in this water.”

After a commotion in the jungle, two men rushed over, one of whom was the one who advised Zhao Xiaotian to leave. He gritted his teeth and looked regretful. The other one was dressed like Sangmu, widened his eyes, holding a steel fork and shouted: "Who are you! Come out quickly!"

Zhao Xiaotian was dirty all over. After a while, someone was very turbid and said with a smile: "Why, you care if I take a shower? Why don't you take a shower with me?"

Sang Mu stopped the man and said, "We can only persuade him to come out, we can't touch the Holy Water."

"Sang Mu, you are so smart, hurry up and find a way. You must push him back to the clan leader and leave it to the patriarch for handling, otherwise... Otherwise..."

While talking, Zhao Xiaotian heard that he was going to push back to the village, and jumped out, raised his hands and said, "I deserve to die of guilt, take me away quickly."

The man was stunned for a moment, then pushed Zhao Xiaotian with a steel fork and shouted: "Go!"

Zhao Xiaotian picked up Long Xiangyi and followed obediently.

Sang Mu walked behind, thinking to himself whether he just wanted to enter the copycat?

Originally, Sang Mu wanted to let Zhao Xiaotian go, but who knew that he would do such a thing. If the patriarch knew that he was taking a bath in the holy water, he would probably be dead for a lifetime.

Two Miaojiang men pressed Zhao Xiaotian and Long Xiangyi for a long time and arrived at a mountain village where there were crowds of people, with at least thousands of families. When Zhao Xiaotian walked in, everyone turned to look at him, as if they hadn't seen outsiders for a long time. The women in Miaojiang all carried heavy silver ornaments on their heads, and some young girls even pointed at Zhao Xiaotian and giggled.

After a while, Zhao Xiaotian walked to the door of a large wooden house. Sang Mu and another Miaojiang man clenched their fists with their right hand, put them on their chest, and shouted inside: "Class leader, an outsider is here, he...he is taking a bath in...the holy water."
Chapter completed!