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Chapter 825

Because Lu Xixin had done so much for Liu Hui, Liu Hui was grateful. He had been checking various information these days, trying to find a way to lure out the poisonous insects.

Unfortunately, there is not much information handed down from Liu Hui, and by Liu Hui's generation, there are not many people in the direct family, they are all outliers, and they don't know the art of Gu at all.

Lu Xixin's eyebrows were deeply furrowed. Even though she had been secretly telling herself to relax and never worry too much, she could not help but frown.

Liu Hui was checking information in the room, while Lu Xixin stood outside the yard and looked at the blue sky in the distance.

Yesterday, the vice-dean called and said that grandpa's condition was much worse. All the organs in his body were declining and he might not be able to survive much longer.

Lu Xixin didn't eat anything today, but her stomach was churning and uncomfortable, and she kept getting acidic water.

Shen Jiayao walked over and put a coat on her back: "It's windy, so wear more clothes."

Lu Xixin buried her head on Shen Jiayao's chest, showing her vulnerability for the first time: "What should I do? I can't save grandpa."

Shen Jiayao's eyes were deep, but his tone was calming: "No, he is a good person and has his own destiny. I am still waiting for him to wake up and perform the wedding ceremony for us."

The two have been engaged for so long, and the reason why they haven't held a wedding yet is to wait for Guze to wake up.

For Lu Xixin, Gu Ze was her most important relative. He raised her, taught her medical skills, and taught her the principles of life. He was the person who loved her the most in the world.

Lu Xixin didn't want him to miss her wedding. She wanted to save her grandpa and let him wake up.

"Don't worry." Shen Jiayao held Lu Xixin in his arms to block the strong cool wind, "Give Liu Hui some more time. She has to read through so much information slowly. Maybe there will be clues at some point.

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Just as he was talking, Liu Hui ran over excitedly holding an ancient book: "I found it, I found it!"

She was so excited that she was incoherent: "I, I found the origin of the Gu. This is a kind of Gu called Biyin. It goes to the yin to the cold. It spends most of its life dormant. Once it wakes up, it needs a lot of calories.

Only Yang Qi can maintain its own survival. Yin cannot survive alone and must be parasitic on other organisms.

If it resides in the human body, it will continue to flow through the body with the blood. As long as it is not deliberately awakened, the continuous heat in the human body is enough for it to sleep.

And once something unexpected happens to the inhabiting human body, such as losing a lot of blood, or becoming a vegetative state, and the heat and yang energy are not enough, Biyin will wake up and start to continuously absorb the energy of the inhabitant for its own survival."

Lu Xixin subconsciously held Shen Jiayao's hand and asked, "The book says, how to draw it out?"

Liu Hui nodded: "There is a way. Bi Yin is a creature that is naturally longing for Yang and heat. According to legend, there is a kind of Golden Gu King that is Yang and Hot. It has an absolute attraction to Bi Yin. As long as it is there,

, the Yin will give up its sojourner and come out of the human body.”

Lu Xixin squinted her eyes and caught the key point: "Legendary?"

Liu Hui looked a little apologetic: "Yes, the Golden Gu King has not been seen for hundreds of years. It is very rare and basically exists in legends. However, there is another thing. Although it is not as attractive to Biyin as the Golden Gu King, it is still there.

May attract poisonous insects.

It is a kind of spice, called incense thread. When burned, it will emit a peculiar aroma, and this aroma will also induce the yin."

Lu Xixin had never heard of these things Liu Hui was talking about, and could not understand the principles behind them. She frowned and became more and more confused as she listened: "What is incense thread? Can I make it myself? What raw materials are needed?

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