The soul-calming talisman was finished not long after, and he put the talisman on every door and window. Worried that it was not enough, he posted two or three of them, as if they were free of charge. In addition to the soul-suppressing talisman, you also need to draw the corpse-suppressing talisman.
Zong Lin made a simple fire in an open space in the house. The wood was chopped from empty coffins. Without a fire source, the most primitive method of drilling wood to make fire can only be used.
It seems that this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing, he is very skillful. Soon the fire burned, dispersing the cold atmosphere in the air.
Not only that, he made a stone bowl, caught the rainwater outside, boiled it on the fire, and then brought it to Jiang Yao, who had recovered a little.
"Drink some hot water first."
Jiang Yao opened his mouth and drank half the bowl, and his cold body became warmer.
It's just that being infected with corpse poison is very uncomfortable. My body is cold and hot at times, and the soles of my feet that are stiff from kicking are still a little itchy. No matter how I roast them by the fire, that foot is numb.
Zong Lin said: "It takes time for the corpse poison to take effect. I will go to the town at dawn tomorrow morning to find antidote materials."
Although jumping zombie poison is not as easy to cure as white stiffness and black stiffness, it is not incurable.
"The Three-Legged Cat Taoist" has detailed detoxification methods.
For black and white stiffness, just apply glutinous rice to the affected area. When the glutinous rice turns black, replace it with new glutinous rice until the glutinous rice applied to the affected area becomes normal.
The jumping zombie poison is more complicated. You need to find peach branches and leaves and incense ashes from temples that have been worshiped. After mixing the two and soaking them in water, then apply glutinous rice to it.
Peach branches and leaves are easy to find, and the white-haired old man once said that there are temples in the town, so both items are not hard to find.
But, I hope it will be a sunny day tomorrow.
Bai Mao lowered his head and sighed, Zong Lin looked solemn.
Jiang Yao: "…………"
She joked for the first time: "Don't worry, I won't die, so don't rush to eat."
Bai Mao didn't smile, turned his back to her, and continued to draw the talisman.
I can't use the prop backpack, so I can only rely on his talisman. Even if it rains tomorrow, he will go out to find detoxification materials. Bai Mao plans to draw talismans all night just in case of emergencies.
Zong Lin got up to make ink.
The ink fountain was a tool used by people in ancient times for measurement and house construction, and was later used to ward off evil spirits.
He stole the ink fountain from a lumber shop. The ink requires chicken blood cinnabar and thick ink, mixed together.
Zong Lin used a stone knife to make a small cut on the rooster, collected enough blood, and stopped the bleeding. When he stole the chicken, he also stole a small bag of grain, raised the rooster in a pen, and fed it with water and food.
Seeing this, Jiang Yao couldn't help but look at the young man one more time.
He is rigorous and thoughtful in everything he does. He is worthy of being the vice-president of one of the top ten guilds. When encountering a jumping freeze, he immediately chose to use his talent to escape. Because he was alone with Bai Mao, he could never distance himself from Tiao Zheng.
Only with her delay was she able to escape.
Jiang Yao didn't blame him for abandoning her and escaping. The situation was urgent, and it was the limit for him to bring Baimao with him. Making the right choice quickly at the critical moment was enough to prove his excellence.
This is the first time Jiang Yao has cooperated with someone who doesn't hold back and has a good tacit understanding.
The fog stone hanging around his neck exuded a hint of warmth. Jiang Yao's thoughts stopped and he couldn't help but reach out and touch the fog stone. The temperature seemed to be higher than before.
She attributed this change to the fire burning in front of her.
Even if she didn't eat at night, she wouldn't starve to death. She closed her eyes and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Bai Mao, who was stretching after being tired from painting, turned his head and saw her sleeping against the wall. He whispered a 'shhh' to Zong Lin who had finished handling all the coffins and walked towards the fire.
When Zong Lin came closer, he realized that she was asleep and moved softly.
He lowered his voice and said, "You go to sleep first, I'll keep watch."
Bai Mao raised his hand and scratched his face while holding the pen. The cinnabar on the end of the pen dyed the tips of his ears red, and he didn't know what was going on.
"I'm keeping watch."
Like children fighting over toys, Zong Lin was speechless.
He sat next to the fire and stared at the blazing flames jumping in the air like tongues of fire. Within an hour, Bai Mao, who said he wanted to stay vigil, drooped his head and fell asleep.
Zong Lin stood up, took off his coat and put it on him.
As for Jiang Yao.
He could tell at a glance that Jiang Yao had a temperament that didn't like to interact with others. He threw a piece of firewood into the fire. The door was closed in the room, but the cold wind still poured in through the cracks of the broken wooden windows.
Players' physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary humans, and they will not get sick from cold or have a fever.
Jiang Yao, who woke up from a drowsy sleep in the middle of the night, opened his eyelids and looked at the window. The rain outside the window continued to patter. The light from the fire illuminated the house and dimly filtered through the windows. This dilapidated charity village became their safe haven.
"I'll keep watch for the rest of the night, you go to bed." Before Jiang Yao had Wu Shi, she had severe insomnia and couldn't sleep for even an hour, so sleeping for almost five hours was enough.
There was still a mission tomorrow, so Zong Lin didn't refuse, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes to rest.
Bai Mao slept deeply. His sleep quality has always been good.
Jiang Yao sat close to the fire, lifted up his left leg and took a look. Corpse poison climbed up his knee like a vine. Pulling down her trouser legs, she picked up the book "The Three-Legged Cat Taoist" and started reading.
Two or three in the morning.
There was sudden slight movement from the four coffins placed in the corner. Zong Lin was instantly awakened and made a defensive posture.
I saw the coffin lid shaking, the densely packed ink fountains emitting a light golden light, and then the coffin returned to normal.
Zombies that are afraid of Mo Dou no longer make any movement.
Zong Lin was relieved when he saw this.
I am extremely lucky to have found an ink-dot to seal the coffin during the day, otherwise there would have been another commotion at night.
Zong Lin, who had slept for three hours, no longer felt sleepy and simply sat by the fire to collect his thoughts.
Soon, there was movement outside the door and window.
'Woo'
The shrill cries continued intermittently, accompanied by crazy murmurs and roaring screams...
It's hard to imagine how lively it must be outside.
What followed was a series of fierce knocks on the door.
'Bang! Bang! Bang! '
The sound of knocking on the door came from the wall gate of Yizhuang. It gradually became more and more urgent, and they heard it very clearly from across an empty yard.
Zong Lin was frightened as he recalled the shaky red door that could be broken at any time when he entered the village.
What he worried about didn't happen, and the door became surprisingly strong. It is the effect of the soul-suppressing talisman, forming a protective barrier to resist the invasion of evil spirits.
Baimao was woken up by the sound of knocking on the door.
He scratched his head and sat up, not realizing what happened.
Jiang Yao babbled nonsense: "Go to sleep, it's hailing outside."
When Bai Mao heard this, he muttered: "Hail will hurt when it hits you."
He didn't think much about it, trusting her words 100%, and closed his eyes again and fell to sleep.
Zong Lin: "…………"
Sometimes he envies Bai Mao.
Jiang Yao felt that Bai Mao was very similar to Li Yu, the newcomer he brought in the previous dungeon. They were both equally stupid.
The noise outside didn't stop until the rooster crowed early in the morning.
Then comes another good news——
It had been raining all day and all night and finally stopped.
