"What? What did you say?" After hearing Yang Lixuan's words, the face of the landlady suddenly changed: "Why is it still there! Haven't you already had the operation! I'm looking for a big hospital in the city, why is there still anything left!"
The woman squeezed to the bed and reached out to touch the child's cheek, tears welling up in her eyes. "My poor child, how can I live without your mother!"
"The eggs in his body are still there, and some are hidden very deep." Yang Lixuan stood up and said: "The bloodthirsty black insects are not ordinary insects. Most people have never seen them. It is not surprising that they have not been cleaned."
"Benefactor! Great benefactor! Save my child, save us two!" The woman held Yang Lixuan's arm, with tears on her face. She was about to kneel down as soon as her legs bent, but he quickly helped her up.
"I have some herbs here, take them." Yang Lixuan took out a cloth bag with several blood-red plants wrapped in it.
"This is it!" Uncle Long couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the thing in his hand.
Octagonal ground dragon grass!
The supreme sacred grass that once belonged to the farmer's family, since the farmer's family disappeared, the octagonal earth dragon grass has also disappeared, and only occasionally remains in some ancient tombs that are thousands of years old. Chen Tao's grandfather, Chen You, risked his life to get such a plant. Although after thousands of years, the magic herb has lost its power, it still saved many people's lives.
This medicine is extremely yang and pure, and is the nemesis of evil things. As long as you have one of its leaves on your body, even if you lie naked in the forest in the summer, no insects, ants, snakes or beasts will come close. If it is used as a medicine, There will also be the miraculous effect of using the flesh and bones of living and dead people. For people who walk underground all year round, the value of this thing is simply immeasurable.
This is already the case for a plant of octagonal earth dragon grass that has lost all its medicinal properties, let alone the few plants in Yang Lixuan's hands.
It was a living octagonal ground dragon grass. It had obviously been picked not long ago. The body of the grass was bright red like blood, the stems were like dragon bodies, the buds were like dragon heads, the leaves were patterned like dragon scales, and a few vines were like dragon beards. It looked like He looked exactly like a little bloody dragon with an octagonal head!
"Little brother Yang, where did you get this grass!" Uncle Wen Rulong was no longer calm at this moment.
The living octagonal earth dragon grass! Some people are willing to go bankrupt to exchange for even just one leaf, and Yang Lixuan actually has seven of them!
Yang Lixuan ignored Uncle Long's question and handed the cloth bag in his hand to the landlady's hand.
"Take one branch every day and squeeze out the juice, mix it with water and let your son soak it for two hours. The remaining branches are dried and ground into powder, and he takes it the next day. If you do this for two weeks, your son will no longer have to worry about his life. "After speaking, Yang Lixuan added: "Dragon grass is very strong, so he must drink enough water in the past few days."
"Thank you... thank you benefactor, thank you benefactor!" The woman carefully took the cloth bag, held Yang Lixuan's hand and nodded her thanks, and then asked, "The weather here is hot, what if these withered grasses What should I do if I’m tired?"
"Dragon grass can be stored for a long time, you don't have to worry about this." After saying that, Yang Lixuan stopped replying.
Although they knew it was used to save people, when they thought that the seven precious eight-pointed dragon grasses were gone, the rest of the people still felt a burst of pain in their hearts.
Beep...beep!
Suddenly I heard a series of car horns blaring outside the door, and then two people came in from the canteen.
"Master Long, we are here!"
"Well, let's go." Uncle Long nodded.
During the time when Chen Tao and the others entered the Man-Eating Valley, Uncle Long's men were always guarding the nearby town. After they came out of the Cannibal Valley, Uncle Long immediately used the public phone of the canteen to notify them.
Seeing that Chen Tao and others were about to leave, the landlady repeatedly asked Chen Tao and others to stay, insisting that Chen Tao and others have a meal before leaving. Uncle Long was worried about Chen Tao's eyes, so he finally declined the landlady's kindness and took everyone back to the hotel in the town by car.
When I came out of the Cannibal Valley, my clothes were in tatters like a beggar's. I also had a strange and unpleasant smell on my body. After staying in the canteen for so long, although the landlady didn't say anything, Chen Tao and the others couldn't stand it.
After returning home, I ignored the minor wounds on my body and took a quick hot shower. The hot water flows down the skin, sweeping away the fatigue from the past few days, not to mention how refreshing it is. Afterwards, they changed into clean clothes and had a good meal downstairs, which shocked the restaurant owner and guests.
After eating and drinking, they went back to their rooms and fell asleep.
After being underground for so long, I finally felt like a human being again.
Night falls in every corner of Blackwater Town, and snoring can be heard everywhere in the hotel. This sleep is long-awaited and long.
Chen Tao was lying on the bed, grabbing the quilt with both hands and frowning tightly.
"You're here..." In his sleep, the surroundings were blank, and an old voice kept echoing in Chen Tao's ears.
"Who are you? I'm over there." Chen Tao looked around in a panic and said, "Come out!"
"Hehehe, where are you?" The old man laughed, his voice distant and vicissitudes of life, "Look for yourself where you are."
"I can't see. Don't show off. Who are you?"
"Can't see? No, open your eyes and take a look!"
Chen Tao slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of the dim cave, and he could still see the stone carvings on both sides.
Chen Tao tried hard to identify the patterns on the stone carvings, but found that he couldn't see them clearly.
"No, no, this is not true, I must be hallucinating again!"
"Hehehe, come in, I'm waiting for you."
"Who are you!" Chen Tao gritted his teeth and walked towards the cave.
The eyes became open and bright. There were no ancient corpses or black vines in the cave, only a dark coffin, simple and heavy.
"Hey! Come out quickly! Don't be a fool!" Chen Tao swallowed nervously and moved towards the coffin little by little.
Click, click, click, click...
The lid of the black coffin slowly opened, and a hand that had always been pale and wrinkled suddenly stretched out from inside and pressed it against the edge of the coffin with a snap.
Immediately afterwards, an old man in civilian clothes with disheveled hair slowly sat up from the coffin and stared at Chen Tao without blinking.
"You, you...you, you, you are a human or a ghost!" Someone suddenly appeared in the coffin, and Chen Tao was so frightened that he took several steps back.
"I am whatever you think I am." The old man pushed open the coffin lid, stood up from the coffin, shook off the dust, and put it on his arm.
"There are no gods or ghosts here, just you and me."
"You are...Qianshu Hongde!" Chen Tao's hands trembled.
Qianshu Hongde! It's him!
No, you must be hallucinating again, you must be dreaming, wake up quickly, wake up!
Chen Tao closed his eyes tightly, holding his head like crazy and pulling his hair hard.
"No, that's not true, no!"
When he opened his eyes, Qianshu Hongde, who was still in the coffin, was standing in front of him without knowing it.
"ah!"
Chen Tao was startled, his calves softened, and he rolled back.
"You don't have to be afraid of me, I won't hurt you."
"I believe you! You bad old man is very bad!" Chen Tao stuttered and stood up, pointing at Qian Shu Hongde and said: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Hehehe, ugh... that's fine!" Qian Shu Hongde smiled and shook her head, and then sighed heavily, "It's all fate..."
"I've been waiting here for many years..." Qianshu Hongde shook off the dust in his hands, "I'm still me, but it's a pity that you are no longer you."
"Don't get too close. Do you and I know each other, old man? I don't care whether you are a god, a ghost, or that Qianshu Hongde. Your affairs have nothing to do with me, and I don't know you either!"
Although he knew that the person in front of him was Qian Shu Hongde, Chen Tao felt cold in his heart.
Who is Qianshu Hongde? A dead man! A dead man who has been dead for who knows how many years! I'm afraid I might have attracted a ghost...
"Hehehe..." Qianshu Hongde laughed, and her figure gradually moved away.
Huhuhu...
Waves of heat suddenly came from all around, and the originally bright blank space instantly turned into a sea of fire.
In the fierce flames, a towering giant tree was burning, and under the tree stood ancient corpses with strange postures.
"Hahaha, maybe I should thank you for finally letting me be free!"
Qianshu Hongde's laughter sounded again, echoing like a ghost in the fire.
The fire grew stronger and stronger, and soon surrounded Chen Tao. Chen Tao felt burning pain all over his body, and all the skin and flesh in his body seemed to be burnt.
His consciousness was dissipating rapidly, and the surroundings began to become blurry. There seemed to be countless figures shaking in the fire, with faces smiling strangely at him.
"Evil spirits follow people away, and the blessed land will be born from now on, retaliation for retaliation, and the loneliness will never end! Hahahaha..."
