The atmosphere in the room was dull and nice as if the big stone was pressing on the chest.

No wonder Ye Xiu showed so confident that they could not go out. This ghost village was actually the gods' burial tomb, so what else could they have to struggle with?

Man should not be enemies of heaven, nor can he be enemies of God.

Baili Fengjian narrowed his eyes, and the dark dust in the room was dancing tirelessly, but he could only rise and fall on the spot, as if he was covered in dense lines and could not escape.

He knew that being trapped here was a foregone conclusion, but he always felt that it was not so simple. Could fate have brought them back to a thousand years just to trap them here?

But no matter how they arranged it, they were unable to move forward at this moment. Baili Fengma obviously knew the principle of being content with the situation better than ordinary people. After the shocking facts, he quickly calmed down and passed the situation in his mind. He didn't take this place seriously before, and just thought that he could find an exit to leave after the spiritual power came back in the dawn. But now it seems that to survive in other people's territory for a long time, it is destined to look at the eyes of people. He had no idea about the gentle thing, but in this way, he probably still had to sell this favor.

"Maybe Wen Wan was hit by something when she entered the burial tomb, and she refused to communicate with others from now on?" Her eyes slowly glanced at Hongyi. Her face covered by the mask could not see any clues, and her pupils looked backwards like two black holes. Baili Kazuma still asked: "Hongyi, do you have any ideas?"

However, the red shirt, who had been silent all the time, suddenly sneered coldly, and her chilly lips curled up in a shallow curve, making her look slightly irritable: "I can't even take care of myself, I don't have the heart to care about others."

After saying that, he was about to leave. Baili Fengjian stopped her, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled gently on his face, while a few words that were not too slow were squeezing out of his mouth, but there was some dangerous meaning. He insisted on asking again: "Hongyi, do you have no idea?"

Jing Che really wanted to yell at him furiously. Could you think of something reliable to think about how to get out instead of letting a girl speak, or throwing apart the mask to add fuel to the fire, but she couldn't do it, so she had to swallow the irritability, and a smile on her lips raised, "I really have no idea."

She knew that he was a wise man, knowing how to deal with, knowing how to compromise, knowing when to show his edge, and when to remain silent, but she couldn't help it. She should be angry when she was irritated, and even if she had to endure it, she would always have to throw her sleeves and leave. Why did she still have to accompany her with a smile?

Even though she was inexplicably sad, she had to remain silent. Seeing Ye Xiu's expression a little stiff, she casually added: "Why do Wen Wan always look at that herbal Gu? Maybe there is any mystery inside."

Ye Xiu called the maid who served Wen Wan from the inside and gave her a few instructions. She turned around and went in. When she came out again, she was in a thick bamboo slip in her hand, which was the herb Gu that Wen Wan had just read.

The eyebrows under the mask were already frowning high and were impatient, but Jing Che had to patiently shake the bamboo slips apart and look around for a few casually, but his gaze gradually solidified.

The small seal seals of three Red Ming Gu were in his eyes. Jing Che held the bamboo slips for a while and didn't move. At this time, the shadow of half a human head was pressed over the book. Baili Fengjian stood behind her, glanced and understood the reason for her strangeness.

"The red insects and the sea insects are used to refine the red insects. They are burned into the three true fire for nine days, and the essence is injected into the new insect body, and then frozen in the mysterious ice for nine days. It takes seventy-forty-nine sea insects to be relieved."

No wonder the method of making and reconciling the Chiming Gu was lost, and it turned out that it was the death of the Ming Zombie.

If it was still a thousand years later, it would be useless to know that these were. The Chiming Gu had long been extinct, but now they have gone back to a thousand years ago. It is not impossible to make the antidote to the Chiming Gu. Baili Fengjian clearly remembered that he had seen the corpses of the worms in the glacier when he came, which means that there were worms here, but in this ghost village... it was hard to say.

"What did you see?" Ye Xiu asked curiously when he saw both of them.

"It's because I'm not interested in planting willows," Baili Fengjian smiled with a slanted lips, "I want to ask the village leader, are there any sea insects nearby?"

He also paused: "Ming worms are extremely rare. I'm afraid there are not many in the entire mountain. There are still many in Yiyang Valley... But two of you, why suddenly you talk about the Ming worms? Could it be that someone was hit by the Chiming Gu?"

His eyes had already fallen on Jing Che, and after a sudden thought, he showed a sudden expression: "Is Mrs. Zun's wife who was hit by the Chiming Gu? No wonder the soul..."

Jing Che could almost guess what he blurted out. He probably thought it was Chi Ming Gu that gnawed her soul. Before he finished speaking, she interrupted quickly and immediately admitted: "I was infected with the poison of the Gu and have been seeking antidotes. But I am also cultivating the village master, how can we find the forty-nine sea insects?"

"The worms can reproduce. As long as one is found, countless worms can reproduce. However, the lifespan of the new worms is particularly short, but it should be okay to just make the antidote."

"Then please ask the village leader to guide you. I'll go to Yiyang Valley to find the worms, and solve it first--" I looked at Jingche slightly, and my tone was serious: "Madam's business."

Jing Che's face suddenly jumped and pretended to be nothing.

He also practiced: "Yiyang Valley is the only valley with direct sunlight."

Looking out from the window, you can see that the sky light shot straight into the bottom of the valley, feeling weak.

The two of them got up. As soon as they left the door, they were able to cultivate their sight. Jing Che couldn't help but feel irritable and said viciously: "How is it good to clean up the mess by yourself?"

The poison he had given her was now enthusiastic about helping her find the antidote.

Baili Fengjian smiled and said calm and gentle, "We are on the same boat now, and it will not be good for me if you die."

After saying that, he suddenly stopped under a dead tree and stood there motionless, and his back was slightly bent and trying his best to endure something. After a while, he couldn't hold it back. The blood that had been pressing for many days had been rolling on his throat. A mouthful of sweet and fishy water poured on the trunk, so red that it looked like a blood-filled ink, and it was thick and dizzy.

Baili Fengjian just raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth. This situation has been with him for eight years, but he has vomited blood more and more severely recently. Thinking about it, not only is the power of the demon king sealed with his flesh and blood body awakening and becoming stronger, but it is also accumulated by his exhaustion in this time and space recently.

When I stood up again, a pure white handkerchief was standing in front of me, and my plain hands were slender and thin, snow-white to almost transparent, and blue veins faintly winded into my sleeves.

Baili Fengjian was stunned, looked up at the person, tugged his lips and smiled: "The weasel wishes the chicken a New Year?"
Chapter completed!