It seems that Yi Yao's character is obvious to all.
"Having said that, we can't really let Mr. Yi take risks," Li Muyuan said. "If he is really in this world, we have to find a way to help him."
"I agree," Luo Jiutian said, "What should we do?"
Li Muyuan looked at the front door of the room and said hesitantly, "I think... we might have to go out."
"When the man went out just now, I took a look outside," Luo Jiutian said, "It was pitch black outside and I couldn't see anything."
"If we go out, we must be mentally prepared," the Taoist priest said. "There may be dangers outside."
Luo Jiutian hesitated to speak and looked at the Taoist Priest, hesitatingly saying, "Taoist Priest, otherwise you... you'd better not go out. I think this room may be safer."
The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Jiutian, you don't have to worry about me. Really, I feel fine."
"just in case……"
"Jiutian, listen to me," Lao Luo said, "You three cannot be separated."
Luo Jiutian swallowed his saliva and lowered his gaze.
"It's best for the three of us not to separate," the Taoist priest said imitatively. "It's too dangerous outside. It's more or less safe if we are together."
"That's it," Lao Luo said, "You three go outside, I'll stay here and watch Miaozhen and the others."
Through Luo Jiutian's dazed eyes, Taoist Priest could see that he had probably forgotten Miaozhen and Brother Zhuge just now.
There were two people lying on the bed who couldn't move. It would not be that difficult to explore the world with them.
Luo Jiutian's mouth was half-opened, as if he was reflecting on the meaning of this sentence.
The Taoist priest looked at Lao Luo quietly, trying to understand what he meant through his eyes.
Li Muyuan's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them. After a long while, he finally said, "What's wrong with you?"
The two of them woke up from a dream and looked at Li Muyuan with innocent faces.
"It's nothing."
"You two always make me feel...as if you can hear some sounds that I can't hear."
Is it so obvious?
The two secretly wiped their sweat, waved their hands and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? How is this possible?"
Li Muyuan glanced at the two of them suspiciously, cleared his throat and said, "So what do we decide in the end?"
"We decided..." the Taoist priest said, "the three of us will go out together."
Li Muyuan nodded and continued to stare at the Taoist Master with suspicion, as if waiting for the Taoist Master's next words.
But the problem is, the Taoist priest has finished what he said.
"As for Miaozhen and senior brother..." Luo Jiutian then added, "I think... we think it's good to stay here for the time being."
Li Muyuan's eyes were dazed for half a second, and then he showed an expression of sudden realization.
Sure enough, it seemed that he had forgotten those two people too.
"Ah...oh..." Li Muyuan stuttered, "But...but is this safe?..."
"Now it seems that this room is safe," the Taoist priest said, taking out a few charms from his body. "In addition, I am also going to cast a few charms here to ensure that there is no danger."
"It makes some sense..." Li Muyuan said, "In that case, let's set off without further delay."
***
Moth...paper moth...
When the two of them were shocked, the paper moth actually flapped its wings a few times and started to move.
The paper moth was like a butterfly that had just emerged from its pupa, trembling its wings weakly. Yi Yao looked at Xiaolan helplessly. Xiaolan was in pain and frightened, and her lips were already pale.
"No, it seems to be trying to escape," Yi Yao saw the paper moth trying to fly away and quickly pinched its wings, "Xiaolan..."
It's not a question of whether to fly or not...
Xiaolan felt that her chest had no air intake.
The question now is...could one of these grow on the back of my neck?...
"ah!……"
The pain in the back of her neck did not give Xiaolan much time to think. Just as Xiaolan was about to speak, a pain that ripped through the flesh instantly exploded from the back of her neck. Xiaolan howled in pain and covered the back of her neck.
, collapsed to the ground again.
"Xiaolan!" Yi Yao hurriedly held Xiaolan's shoulders, but didn't know how to help her relieve the pain. She could only say cautiously, "Xiaolan, otherwise you... don't bear it anymore, just let that thing come out.
, maybe it will be fine after it leaves..."
"I...I know..." Xiaolan's voice seemed to be piercing from the depths of pain, "I can feel...it has...already..."
It's almost here.
The pungent smell of blood spread into her nostrils, and Xiaolan was already exhausted. She bent over and knelt on the ground, desperately thinking, this is what it feels like to give birth to a child.
When the thing at the back of the neck came out of Xiaolan's body, Xiaolan felt that a section of his spine had left her forever. After it left, all the pain stopped suddenly. Xiaolan took a sharp breath and collapsed.
On the ground.
When Yi Yao brought the bloody paper moth to her, Xiaolan even had the illusion that a midwife was holding a newborn child in front of her and shouting, "Look at the baby!"
"Just...is it?..." Xiaolan said weakly.
Hehe, the lines are also weird.
"Well," Yi Yao said, "Ah, it started to move too. What do you think, should I strangle them to death?"
Xiaolan lost her temper instantly. She sat up with a numb face and touched the back of her neck.
Fortunately, the blood has stopped flowing.
"It's strange, the wound is almost invisible," Yi Yao said, "There are only some blood stains on the surface... How do you feel now?"
"It doesn't hurt much anymore, I just feel tired," Xiaolan twisted her neck, "Let me take a look at the moth."
Yi Yao stretched out his right hand, and there was still blood between his fingers.
Except for the blood marks on the surface, the two moths were almost identical. At this moment, they were flapping their wings vigorously, trying to fly away from Yi Yao's hand.
Looking at the two paper moths, an idea suddenly came to Xiaolan's chaotic brain.
She raised her head and looked around the room.
After a while, she stared in one direction and narrowed her eyes.
"Uncle Yi, look there..." Xiaolan raised her finger, "Is there... a moth there..."
In the darkness, the snow-white paper moth was like a ball of pure light, moving tremblingly on the ground.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Yi Yao quickly stood up and ran over, catching the moth in his hand.
"Perhaps such a paper moth will be born wherever the mark is," Yi Yao said. "I don't know how many there are, and I don't know what harm they will do..."
"Eight..." Xiaolan suddenly said, "Uncle Yi, there should be eight moths in total."