"What kind of medicine is this?" Luo Jiutian looked at the transparent liquid shaking in the bottle and asked cautiously, "It shouldn't be harmful to the Taoist priest's body, right?"
"Nothing is more harmful than the soul-returning seeds," Li Muyuan calmly said this unpalatable truth, "This is spiritual wood acid, which can corrode the soul-returning seeds in the Taoist priest's body, and will not harm the Taoist priest."
What impact does it have on the body? It is specially used to deal with the soul-returning seeds."
"Then why didn't you take it out earlier?" Luo Jiutian took the bottle.
"If the soul-returning seeds can be completely taken out, of course I hope to recycle the flower seeds instead of directly corroding them," Li Muyuan spat out cold words from his 37-degree mouth, "The soul-returning seeds are very precious."
Luo Jiutian was about to scold him, but then he thought about it. The way the boy cherished the medicinal materials and the way the Taoist treasured the charms were carved from the same mold. Scolding him was like scolding the Taoist priest, so he reluctantly closed his mouth.
On the mouth.
"If you have no objection, let's start pouring the medicine." Li Muyuan opened the Taoist priest's mouth and motioned to Luo Jiutian with his chin, "Open the rubber plug on top."
When the rubber stopper left the mouth of the bottle, it made a soft "pop" sound. Luo Jiutian smelled the smell of grass juice when the leaves were chopped. It didn't smell like corrosive acid at all.
.
"Okay," Li Muyuan pointed to the Taoist priest's mouth, "Put a few drops into it."
"A few drops are enough?" Luo Jiutian tilted the vial slightly, "Can you be more generous?"
"Oh, even if it's harmless to the human body, eating too much is not good." Li Muyuan simply grabbed the bottle and shook a few drops into the Taoist leader's mouth, "Do you think this is some kind of supplement? It's the principle of three-part poison in medicine.
Have you always heard of it?”
Luo Jiutian rolled his eyes at Li Muyuan angrily, then lowered his head and looked at the Taoist Priest with concern on his face.
"Why are you still not awake?" Luo Jiutian asked, "Is your acid expired?"
"Tsk, corrosion is a process, and it's not completed in a flash," Li Muyuan said, "You can even get up for a while, Taoist Master is resurrecting... Ah, look, isn't there a reaction..."
The Taoist priest's face gradually turned rosy. Suddenly, the Taoist priest's right index finger jumped. Then, the Taoist priest seemed to swell up, and his shriveled body gradually returned to its original state.
Luo Jiutian reached out and touched the Taoist priest's face, "Wow! It's warm!"
"I'll wake up after a while," Li Muyuan said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's not a big problem."
Sure enough, after a few minutes, the Taoist Priest's eyelids began to tremble. After a while, the Taoist Priest opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him tiredly and blankly.
"Taoist Priest, are you okay?" Luo Jiutian immediately pushed Li Muyuan aside and wanted to get right up to Taoist Priest's face. "How do you feel? Does it hurt anywhere?"
The Taoist Master panted slightly, his eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes. He looked at Luo Jiutian, then looked over Luo Jiutian's shoulder at Li Muyuan behind him, and then saw Lao Luo standing aside.
Li Muyuan followed the Taoist priest's eyes and looked behind him curiously. Seeing that there was nothing, he just sniffed, turned around and asked, "Taoist priest, are you okay?"
"I……"
The Taoist priest's pupils gradually regained their expression, and he finally saw clearly every face in front of him.
Then, a mist-like red tide slowly appeared in the Taoist priest's eyes. The Taoist priest stared at the people in front of him, and two lines of tears welled up from his eyes.
***
"Forehead?" Xiaolan was startled by Yi Yao's reaction. She quickly raised her hand to cover her forehead and asked, "What's wrong with my forehead?"
"Xiaolan, get out of the way!" Yi Yao rushed towards Xiaolan, "Something is aiming at you!"
Xiaolan instantly crouched down and looked for cover everywhere.
"What is it?" Xiaolan looked into the depths of the darkness in horror, "Uncle Yi, you have to be careful too!"
"Xiaolan, here I come!..."
Yi Yao also squatted and moved over. He carefully stared behind him. The two came together back to back, and then turned their heads to look at each other at the same time.
Yi Yao took a deep breath, and Xiaolan also took a breath to show that she was in the group.
"That light spot is still on your forehead!" Yi Yao took some control and resisted the instinctive impulse to take a half step back, "What on earth is this?"
"Light spot? What kind of light spot is it?" Xiaolan became even more curious, "What does it look like?"
"Do you have a mirror?"
"Why do I carry a mirror with me?" Xiaolan was helpless, "Ah, by the way, Uncle Yi, a mobile phone."
So, the two of them awkwardly and embarrassedly got out of the incense stand where they were hiding, took out their mobile phones, and looked at Xiaolan's face reflected on the screen by the candlelight on the incense stand.
"Hiss..." Xiaolan pressed the position of the light spot with her finger, and the light spot disappeared. "If you press it, it will disappear. Doesn't that mean this thing is growing on my forehead?"
Yi Yao hurriedly reached out and pointed to the corner where he first spotted the light spot, "When I noticed it, it was there, but then it suddenly disappeared, and then it appeared above your head."
"Huh?" Xiaolan rubbed that spot vigorously, "Are you still there?"
"Still," Yi Yao nodded, "could it be that you suddenly got an acne?"
"...You uncle is quite interesting to talk about..."
"I was just kidding," Yi Yao grinned, trying to give his joke a face, "Do you think this spot of light has something to do with the corpse here?"
"That's a headache." Xiaolan squatted on one knee and made an action that she thought was very handsome but seemed very funny to Yi Yao. "How should I deal with this? I can't hit myself, right?"
"I can."
"...Uncle Yi, you are joking again," Xiaolan said mercilessly, "Besides, you can't beat me."
"That's a question," Yi Yao put away her smile and thought seriously, "I'm wondering... could this light spot be an instruction?"
"instruct?"
"Maybe the body here is trapped and needs us to help him escape," Yi Yao said, "and this light spot can guide us to find him."
"That makes sense," Xiaolan nodded seriously, "but why do we want to find him? If we let him out, wouldn't we be in trouble ourselves?"
"...You are always so sharp," Yi Yao said with a pout, "So I just plan to find him, not let him go."
Xiaolan's eyes turned, and she seemed to know what Yi Yao was thinking.
"Xiaolan, can't you know something through the corpse?" Yi Yao continued, "If we find the corpse, maybe we can know more things, don't you think?"