The Taoist priest opened the door and looked outside.
There was no surprise at all. The outside world was still as dark and dense as before. The Taoist priest looked to the left and right, and there was no danger for the time being.
"Let's go," the Taoist leader led Li Muyuan and Luo Jiutian out of the door, extended his hand to Luo Jiutian, and then said, "Jiutian, give me that dress."
"Ah?..." Luo Jiutian was stunned, "Why? Taoist priest, what's wrong?"
The Taoist priest did not speak, only smiled mysteriously, and took the white clothes from Luo Jiutian's hand without saying a word.
"The Taoist Master is worried that these clothes will have a bad impact on you," Li Muyuan said to the confused Luo Jiutian, "Just appreciate it."
"But..." Luo Jiutian was about to retort, but suddenly felt a sense of sadness.
He suddenly thought that the Taoist Master was the one who swallowed the soul-returning seeds.
Maybe in the eyes of the Taoist himself, he is already an indifferent person.
It doesn't matter if you get hurt, or even if you die...
Luo Jiutian thought sadly and depressedly for a long time about how to refute the Taoist Master's secret idea. Before he could organize his words, the Taoist Master suddenly took a breath of air.
Luo Jiutian and Li Muyuan looked at the Taoist priest nervously.
The Taoist priest frowned, and there was even a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. After feeling the gazes of the two men, the Taoist priest raised his head with difficulty, and immediately turned his gaze to his right arm.
That white suit is hanging there.
"The clothes...what's wrong with these clothes?" Luo Jiutian asked anxiously, "Taoist Priest, please return the clothes to me quickly!"
The Taoist priest shook his right arm. Instead of returning the clothes to Luo Jiutian, he threw it directly to the ground.
Li Muyuan stared at the Taoist priest's still trembling right hand.
"Oh my God..." Li Muyuan grabbed the Taoist Master's right palm, "What's going on? It's burned..."
A large bright red burn mark suddenly appeared on the Taoist priest's right hand. The scar was new, and there was even a faint white smoke rising from it.
Luo Jiutian gritted his teeth and looked at the Taoist Master's hand, with anger seeping out of his eyes. He pursed his lips and bent down to pick up the clothes.
"Jiutian, don't!" the Taoist priest shouted to stop him, "I'll burn you!"
Luo Jiutian's hand paused in mid-air. Li Muyuan looked at it, grabbed Luo Jiutian's collar, and pulled him back.
"Be back Jiutian first," Li Muyuan said calmly, "You support the Taoist priest, and I will find the medicine."
While Luo Jiutian glared at the white suit fiercely, he held the Taoist priest's hand and asked with concern, "Taoist priest, are you okay?"
"It's okay, okay, don't worry," the Taoist priest comforted the two of them, "Those clothes are very strange."
"What happened?" Li Muyuan took out a few things from the medicine box and asked, "Is it just a simple burn? How do you feel, Taoist Priest?"
"It should just be a simple burn," the Taoist priest nodded. "When I first took over the white clothes, I felt that there seemed to be some warmth in the clothes. At that time, I thought it was the remaining warmth from Jiutian's body."
"Actually?" Li Muyuan uncorked the medicine bottle and applied the transparent paste inside the medicine bottle to the Taoist priest's scars.
"In fact, the clothes are gradually getting hot," the Taoist priest said, "and I was burned by it."
"Fever?" Li Muyuan looked at Luo Jiutian.
Luo Jiutian shook his head and said blankly, "I don't feel anything."
Li Muyuan finished applying the medicine, thought for a moment, then squatted down and moved towards the clothes.
Before he was completely close to the clothes, he felt the warmth coming from the white clothes.
"It's indeed getting hot." Li Muyuan didn't get burned stupidly, "It's really weird, why is it getting hot?"
Luo Jiutian blew on the Taoist Master's hand a few times, and then came to the side of the white clothes with a dissatisfied look on his face. He stared at the clothes for a long time. After half a minute, he quickly reached out and grabbed it.
Before Li Muyuan and the Taoist Master's shocked obstructions ended, Luo Jiutian grabbed the white clothes and stood up.
"I really don't feel hot," Luo Jiutian turned around holding the clothes, "Is it my problem or the clothes' problem?"
"It should be...it's your problem," Li Muyuan only briefly tested it before being forced back by the heat rolling out from around the white suit. "The Taoist Priest and I can feel it."
"What the hell is this?" Luo Jiutian complained.
"Fever..." the Taoist priest murmured, "Do you feel that this heating process is very much like some kind of... alarm?"
***
With indiscriminate hatred for the entire world, Xiaolan struggled and flew towards the magic circle on the roof.
The air rubbed against her ears, and between the deafening friction sounds, Xiaolan clearly heard the last words Yi Nian left for her.
"Go to sleep..."
Get some sleep!
Xiaolan felt that if she died now, she would definitely die in peace.
Maybe he will become a ghost.
Soon, Xiaolan was stuck to the ceiling with a bang. With her back to the ceiling, she could only see Yi Nian on the ground looking up at her.
The target of the curse was gesturing desperately at her.
With a thought, he put his two palms together and put them to his ears.
Does this mean... sleeping?
He wants to sleep?
Xiao Lan was so angry that she opened her mouth to curse.
Even now, he still wants to sleep. Does he really not care about my life or death?
Xiaolan just opened her mouth, but what came out of her mouth before the curse words came was a violent cough.
Along with the cough, she felt her organs tremble.
After the coughing stopped, the shaking of the organs did not stop.
Something is surging inside my body.
Xiaolan pressed her stomach and could clearly feel the things inside moving through her skin.
Xiaolan almost spit it out.
According to Yi Nian, he has become the container of resurrection. Could it be that... there is something in his stomach that is about to be resurrected?
Damn it, I don’t even know what it is.
Xiaolan cursed and became furious. She stared at the ground and gradually felt that the world in front of her began to blur.
At first, she thought that the condition inside her body had spread to her eyes, but soon, Xiaolan discovered the real reason for the blur.
I am sleepy.
Damn it!
Xiaolan yawned angrily.
At this critical moment, I was actually sleepy.
Now, Xiaolan added herself to the list of indiscriminate insults.
My eyes are sore and my eyelids are heavy.
Really...I can't do it anymore...
Xiaolan closed her eyes, opened them forcefully, closed them again, and opened them again... After repeating this several times, the poor little girl fell asleep with a hazy and unwilling sleeping look, and tears in her eyes.