In her sleep, Mu Qingyan's face kept dangling in front of her eyes. One moment he said viciously, "You are so cruel to me and you still want me to cook wontons for you. Dream on." The other moment he sneered, "Now you know what to do with me." The consequences of cutting them off will be over. You will never eat the wontons I made in your life...it's all the same.
"Is Third Senior Brother feeling better?" Cai Zhao asked.
Fan Xing's family looked left and right, and saw that Mu Qingyan was not there, and the other two demon sect leaders had gone to wash up, so they boldly said: "Junior sister, come up and see for yourself."
Cai Zhao also had this intention, so he jumped up to the big gauze tent with Fan Xingjia in hand.
Song Yuzhi lay quietly on the bedclothes, his pale face faintly glowing with greenness.
Fan Xingjia took out a ball of handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Cai Zhao, "This is the hidden weapon of the third senior brother. He pulled it out while he was still awake and put it in his sleeve pocket. The medicine on the hidden weapon has not worn off yet. I used it last night." I used Silver Needle to cure the poison for Third Senior Brother, and also used Wanliu Qingdu Powder, so I think he will wake up in two or three hours."
Cai Zhao took out the hidden weapon wrapped in the handkerchief and took a closer look. He found that it was just an ordinary thin dart made of willow leaves. It was small and thin. What was a little strange was that the surface of the dart body was extremely rough, and even had many small winding grooves intentionally carved on it.
"It's probably to put more drugs on the concealed weapon." She guessed.
"Yes, yes." The Fan Xing family agreed, "Come and see here again." He lifted Song Yuzhi's shoulder with great difficulty and showed the wound under the bandage to Cai Zhao, "Do you think the third senior brother's wound is very serious?" eccentric?"
Cai Zhao leaned over and looked at it for a long time, "Hey, this wound is very shallow, it only broke some skin. What's going on? Did you see it when the third senior brother was hit with a hidden weapon last night?"
"No. I was watching Master Song fight one against three. Where are you, junior sister?" Song Yuzhi fought with others. Fan Xing's family had not seen a hundred games since they were young, but they also watched ninety-nine. A martial arts master of Song Shijun's level It's rare to see a guy fight to the death.
Cai Zhaodao: "Neither did I. I was looking everywhere for escape routes. When I turned around, I saw Third Senior Brother lying softly on the ground. I didn't even know his wound was so shallow."
Fan Xingjia: "Junior sister, let me ask you, is it better to use a concealed weapon to shoot people, a deep one or a shallow one?"
"Nonsense, naturally it's better if it's deeper, the further it goes into the flesh and bones, the better."
"Then why doesn't this guy cum deeper? Does he not like it?"
"Of course it's because the manpower is insufficient, the cultivation level is insufficient, and the third senior brother is too quick to dodge." Cai Zhao did not hesitate.
Fan Xingjia asked: "Since your cultivation is insufficient, how can you shoot the third senior brother? Is it because others did not know how to use hidden weapons last night, or is it that the third senior brother is not good at identifying positions by listening to the wind?"
Cai Zhao thought for a while, "I know what the fifth senior brother means - you mean, this person is very familiar with the third senior brother's kung fu. He secretly observed from the side and estimated what movement technique the third senior brother would use in his next move. Then Take the opportunity to shoot the hidden weapon."
She became even more confused, "But there should have been only three of us from the Qingque Sect in Guangtian Sect last night."
"I don't know about that. Anyway, it's not you or me - when the third senior brother was hit by a dart, you and I were still huddled together in the dark." Fan Xingjia shrugged, "And the poison of this dart is also very particular. It's not a blood seal. The poison in the throat is a strange poison that can instantly paralyze the whole body. In short, I have never seen it."
"The wound is so shallow, even the poisonous third brother can seal the Dantian in time, and then slowly detoxify and nurse it back to health. It would be fatal if the whole body was paralyzed on the spot."
While the two were discussing, Cai Zhao suddenly felt something moving under the tree. He quickly kicked Fan Xingjia down from the tree, and then he followed. Fan Xing's family almost fell over and gnawed on the mud. When he got up, he saw You Guanyue and Shangguan Haonan standing aside with half-smiling faces.
"Shaoxia Fan took Miss Zhaozhao to visit Mr. Song."
"They are direct brothers and sisters, so I always feel uneasy." He said in a strange tone.
"Senior brothers and sisters, are there any distinctions between direct relatives and outsiders?"
"Those who talk about marriage are the direct brothers and sisters, and those who don't talk about marriage are the brothers and sisters who are outsiders."
"Nonsense!"
While talking, Mu Qingyan came from nowhere, walking vigorously, his clothes flying, and a huge baggage hung behind his back.
He said to the four of them: "It's useless to have so many people in a place like the Blood Swamp. Zhao Zhao and I will go in today. You guys wait here. Watch the moon and send a message to the disciples outside later, asking Yan Xu to quickly send all the people there." All the secret files about the sixth-generation leader Mu Song and his disciples were sent to me. Haonan, if I haven't returned them by sunset today, you will have the disciples from the Agni Fire Camp come over and burn the dense forest."
"Ah?" Cai Zhao suddenly woke up, "You want to set fire to the forest?"
Mu Qingyan spread his right hand and stuffed the oil paper bag in his hand to Cai Zhao. Following the aroma of the food, Fan Xingjia saw that it was a set of hot and fragrant noodles with meat. You Guanyue and Shangguan Haonan on the side respectfully presented the Yanyang Knife and the caged hare. Mu Qingyan took it, pulled Cai Zhao and turned around to leave.
You Guanyue looked at the backs of the two people walking away and murmured: "So, the leader went to buy food early in the morning?" For fear of exposing their traces, they did not light a fire in the forest all day yesterday.
Shangguan Haonan shook his head, "It's over, it seems there was no wind or waves last night."
You Guanyue's ears twitched and she moved closer, imperceptibly, "How do you know?"
Shangguan Haonan thought that he could not talk about the leader's bed curtain behind his back, or he would be taken to the Immortal Sacrifice Platform and executed. So he smiled evilly and said, "I don't know, but Xing'er must know. You should ask her."
——Men, if yin and yang are harmonious, their face should be red and bright, and their eyebrows should be relaxed. How can you go out to buy a pancake and stuff it with meat, just like Huo merged with the six Beichen sects, and his eyebrows are gloomy and full of ice scum.
You Guanyue: "Bah, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."
The surrounding scenery is getting weirder.
Although the forest before was too dense, it still looked like normal vegetation. However, after walking deeper into the forest for more than an hour, Cai Zhao found that the soil under his feet was getting softer and softer, and the surrounding tree trunks were becoming more and more twisted and thin. It has simply degenerated into winding vines, with several or even a dozen vines entangled into one plant, and there are also pulling wires between the plants, blocking the way.
What's even more shocking is that the soil here is red, and the vines are also red, and the color becomes darker and darker as you go deeper.
In order to avoid being unable to find his way back, Mu Qingyan took out a large bundle of extremely long golden threads from his bag before entering the blood swamp, tied one end to the last normal tree trunk in sight, and pulled the other end Release slowly on the arm.
"Is this how you got out yesterday?" Cai Zhao stared at the thin golden rope.
Mu Qingyan said: "The rope prepared yesterday was not long enough, and today's rope is almost enough. When the rope is used up, if you and I still can't get out of the blood swamp, we will return the same way."
Cai Zhao was silent in his heart, thinking that with Mu Qingyan's fearless nature, he would be cautious enough to use a rope to save himself, which shows how dangerous the three of them encountered yesterday.
After walking for a while, Cai Zhao felt that his feet were struggling. When walking, as long as the soles of his feet were on the ground for a little longer or even if he lifted his feet a little slower, he would be in danger of falling into the mud.
"So this is the blood swamp." Cai Zhao looked at the soles of his boots, which were covered with sticky crimson mud. Then he looked around, and the crimson vine piles became increasingly weird, twisted and twisted. There are small flower clusters blooming around the vines, which look like orchids, but the flowers and leaves are all strange red.
"This vine has actually taken over the place." She got closer and took a closer look. "Most of the vines in the world grow on trees, but the vines here actually ate up all the original tree trunks and took their place."
She was about to reach out to touch it but was stopped by Mu Qingyan, who also handed him a pair of leather gloves.
"Don't touch anything here." He said, "Just watch." As he said that, he took out a hare from the cage and threw it into a dense vine net.
A strange and shocking scene appeared. The originally tightly entangled vines twisted as if alive, entangling the lively hare in them. This hare is quite strong and lively. It kicks its limbs hard, and even the arms of an ordinary adult may not be able to control it. Unexpectedly, before Cai Zhao makes a mistake, the hare becomes motionless.
Cai Zhao was so surprised that he looked closer and saw thin transparent mucus attached to the vines, which penetrated into the hare's skin through tiny thorns. At this time, a layer of dark red blood-colored pus oozed from the knots of the tightly intertwined vines, and began to slowly corrode the hare. However, the hare was still alive at this time, and the hind half of its body had exposed its leg bones. His eyes are still moving.
Cai Zhao once saw a huge python in the snowy mountains and knew that there was a creature in the world that would swallow its prey alive, crush its muscles and bones, and then slowly eat away the prey with acid in its belly.
Now the scene of the same practice was displayed in front of Cai Zhao without any obstruction - she felt sick.
Mu Qingyan glanced at her, and then a stone popped out from his fingertips, smashing the hare's head into pieces.
Cai Zhao turned his head to the side with a pale face, and forced himself to calm down: "I heard that there are flowers, plants, vines and trees in southern Yunnan that can devour living creatures, but I didn't expect that there are also plants here."
"Let's move forward." Mu Qingyan said briefly.
Cai Zhao lifted up her clay-covered boots. As she passed the vine, something suddenly flashed through her mind and her feet froze.
Mu Qingyan asked her what was wrong, and Cai Zhao murmured: "...I seem to understand something."
Mu Qingyan asked what it was about, and Cai Zhao said seriously: "Some methods on how to graft peach trees in swamp areas."
Mu Qingyan Jun looked displeased and snorted: "Lie to your face!" and walked away.
Cai Zhao blushed with guilt and quickly followed.
The environment became increasingly humid, and the surroundings were misty. It was hard to see clearly even ten steps ahead and forward. This was still during the day, and if it were night, the situation would be unimaginable.
Mu Qingyan saw the girl panting slightly from exhaustion, and picked up the Yanyang Knife to chop down three or four vines. The vines separated from the roots twisted violently, spasming with pain as if they were alive, the pimples on the vines' eyes expanded and shrank, and the joints on the vines even made a creaking sound like grinding teeth. Cai Zhao was shocked to see it.
Mu Qingyan kicked the vines to one place without emotion, spread them in random directions on the swamp, then spread out the leather baggage, and pulled the girl to sit down and rest.
"The soil on the ground is getting wetter. I should be walking forward." Cai Zhao drank some water and encouraged himself secretly, "...but why do I feel that this place looks familiar?"
Mu Qingyan was confused: "Could it be that the formations of Luoying Valley are arranged here?"
"If I had recognized the formation in Luoying Valley, I would have recognized it a long time ago."
"That's the Qingque Sect's formation."
Cai Zhao couldn't help but defend himself: "Although I have been fishing every day in the sect, I can't even recognize the formations of my own sect."
Mu Qingyan chuckled lightly and said, "Don't think about it yet. Even if there is a formation, it will not be placed in such a peripheral area. If you walk a little further, you will know what a real blood swamp is - we walked to it yesterday That place." He pointed ahead.
Cai Zhao smiled and said, "I wonder if you can still go back the way you came."
"We didn't go back. Yesterday we wandered around until sunset and we were completely lost." Mu Qingyan looked up, "In the end we had to jump on the vines and go straight back from the top."
Cai Zhao groaned, "Why didn't I think that we can now enter the center of the blood swamp from above?"
Mu Qingyan glanced at her and said, "Go up and see for yourself."
The two of them immediately jumped into the air, holding on to the tips of the vines and looking up. Cai Zhao was immediately disappointed.
Not to mention that the vine was very tall and oozed possibly poisonous mucus everywhere. What was hateful was that there were clusters of stamens as tall as human body and as thin as wool growing on the top end of the vine. No matter how good your qinggonggong is, you can't stand up on this kind of thin and tough pilus that swings like a dandelion when you blow it, but it blocks your sight.
"This Ruisi is not weakly poisonous." Mu Qingyan carried Cai Zhao and jumped off the vine. He lifted up his sleeves to show her. There were blood marks on his fair and strong forearms that looked like they had been corroded.
"Yesterday, in order to go out, the three of us tore off our clothes, covered our heads and faces, tried our best to get the silk on them, and jumped straight towards the south wilderness without caring. It's better for me to be protected by Qingyun Zong, You Guanyue Both Shangguan Haonan and Shangguan Haonan were seriously injured - when we met you last night, we had just finished healing our injuries and changing clothes."
Cai Zhao suddenly realized: "No wonder you didn't let the two of them follow you today." She smiled mischievously, showing two small tiger teeth, "Boss Mu is very considerate of his subordinates."
Mu Qingyan's face was expressionless: "It's useless for them to come, they're just adding trouble."
After a short rest, the two set off again, but the thick fog ahead began to appear faintly scarlet.
Mu Qingyan: "The miasma is coming from the front. If you smell it for a long time, you will easily become dizzy and paralyzed. It is best to hold a poison-repelling elixir in your mouth." He lowered his head, "Your Qingxin elixir in Luoying Valley is famous all over the world, Xiao Cai Nvxia Take two out."
Cai Zhao was embarrassed for a while: "I, I didn't bring it."
"Huh?" Mu Qingyan sneered: "You dare to enter the blood swamp without any preparation? Little Heroine Cai is really brave and talented."
Cai Zhao stuttered, "I didn't bring it with me when I went out, but I will match it. I thought that the matter with Guangtianmen would be settled soon, and I would slowly prepare everything I need by then. Who knew I would be so unlucky, my father and I My mother didn't even say a few words before she was chased all the way into the blood swamp!"
There was a faint smile in Mu Qingyan's eyes, but he said, "I told you a long time ago, what good things can happen if you follow Song Yuzhi."
Cai Zhao thought to himself that I haven't encountered many good things following you. The whip marks on his back have not faded, and he was secretly complaining. He might as well have a fragrant pill stuffed into his lips. She licked the elixir on the tip of her tongue, "Why is it so sweet? It's like a sugar pill."
"No matter how sweet it is, don't swallow it." Mu Qingyan retracted his fingers, turned around and walked forward.
Cai Zhao looked at Mu Qingyan's slender back in front of her. The sweet taste in her mouth was the peach flavor she had liked since she was a child. She couldn't help but smile and rolled her eyes, then felt sad again.
The two continued to move forward. Mu Qingyan took out the fourth roll of golden rope and tied the ends of the two ropes securely. He said: "This is the last bundle. If we still can't get out by then, we will go back." .”
Cai Zhao nodded seriously.
At this moment, they were surrounded by a strange dark pink miasma, and the soil under their feet was almost liquid mud, with a faint downward gravity, as if there was a bottomless abyss underground, trying to swallow up all the living creatures trapped in the swamp.
Just then, Mu Qingyan released two lively hares one after another. They fell into the swamp alive before they could run very far. Thanks to Mu and Cai's excellent dexterity, they jumped out of the swamp with one tiptoe.
The sky was getting darker, and the light in the blood swamp was getting dimmer. When Mu Qingyan cut down the vines for the fifth time, Cai Zhao took out a night-light bead and hung it on his right wrist for illumination. As soon as the cut vines fell to the ground, they It began to sink slowly, and they could only stand and rest for a while before the vines completely sank.
"I still think this place looks familiar, but I just can't remember it." Cai Zhao thought hard.
Mu Qingyan looked at the two or three loops of thin rope left on his arm, "Don't think about it. Let's take a breather and then we'll go back."
Cai Zhao raised his face and said, "Mu Qingyan, are we trapped in a blood swamp?"
Mu Qingyan: "Do you know how long these four bundles of strings are when they are straightened out? If we had always walked forward in a straight line, we would have walked out of the blood swamp by now."
Cai Zhao was silent, "...So we were indeed led on a detour, but I didn't notice it at all."
