Among the clusters of blood spirit grass with strong aura, the leaves of the diseased spirit grass had all turned yellow. When Fu Shiyi stretched out his hand to touch it, he could no longer feel a trace of aura.
"what on earth is it?"
Fu Shiyi's face looked a little ugly. Except for the little red dot Fu Da mentioned, no other abnormality was found in the Blood Spirit Grass.
In order to prevent any infectious disease, Fu Shiyi reluctantly uprooted the withered blood spirit grass and dug out all the spiritual soil around it.
"Bah, bah."
Brother Sixteen spit out the blood spirit grass he was chewing:
"Sure enough, there is really no trace of spiritual energy left, just like a person's essence and blood being sucked out. I have been guarding Yanyang Mulin for fifteen years, and I have seen all kinds of forest pests, but this is the first time I have encountered this situation. This is ...This is a bit evil, Eleven!"
Obviously Brother Sixteen had no clue, so Fu Shiyi could only pin his hopes on Sanniang:
"Sanniang, you have followed your father to the Southern Wilderness and the border of Luanzhou. You are well-informed. What clues can you possibly discern?"
Sanniang picked up the Blood Spirit Grass and smelled it, frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head helplessly. Fu Shiyi felt a little panicked when he saw this. It was a spiritual grass that ripened every five years and could be used to refine blood elixirs.
Losing more than a dozen trees is equivalent to losing several spiritual stones in the clan's income.
In order to prevent a similar situation from happening again, Fu Shiyi gritted his teeth and said:
"I will stay by the Blood Spirit Grass tonight. I want to see who is causing the trouble."
Fu Shiyi took a mat and placed it next to the spiritual field. While looking through various classics, trying to find a way to crack it, he stared at the three acres of blood spirit grass until dawn.
When the sun rose in the east, without any warning, two withered blood spirit grasses appeared in the spiritual field.
"There was no movement at all during the night, right?"
Fu Shiyi realized the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to delay. He immediately sent a summons to his eighth uncle and twelfth uncle who were guarding the Yinguang Stone Mine in Yanyangmulin.
In less than half an hour, the two of them rushed over.
Everyone ignored the small talk and went directly to the spirit field. In order to let the eighth uncle and the two find a solution, Fu Shiyi left the two withered blood spirit grasses as they were.
"It doesn't look like he has any disease? The spiritual energy was sucked out instantly. Our Fu family has been growing blood spirit grass for more than a hundred years, and I haven't heard anyone mention anything like this."
The eighth uncle murmured to himself, and the twelfth uncle also said worriedly:
"There have been no similar records in the Yue Kingdom for thousands of years."
Even the eighth uncle and the twelfth uncle had no idea, and Fu Shiyi was even more worried and angry.
Everyone's discussion was fruitless, and in the end they had no choice but to let Sanbo go down the mountain again. His old man had been growing blood spirit grass for more than 40 years, and he might be able to find the problem.
It would take Sanbo ten days at the fastest to come down from the mountain.
Fu Shiyi asked his eighth uncle and his twelfth uncle to change the Five Elements Reversal Formation and isolate the problematic spiritual field.
"This matter can't be solved in a moment. Eleven, you haven't slept all night. Go back quickly to recuperate. Your twelfth uncle and I will guard the spiritual field tonight, so you don't have to worry."
Seeing that the results of five years of hard work were about to be destroyed, Fu Shiyi couldn't sleep, but he knew that it was useless to force him to stay, so he went back to meditate all night.
Before dawn, when the Huoyun rooster crowed for the first time, Fu Shiyi felt really uneasy, so he ran back to the spiritual field.
"You girl, didn't I tell you to have a good rest?" Uncle Ba woke up from meditation and scolded him with distress.
"Eighth Uncle, are you okay with the Blood Spirit Grass?" Fu Shiyi was focused on this now.
"It's very good. I'm afraid those three withered blood spirit grasses are just an exception."
"That's good."
Fu Shiyi smiled and went forward to check carefully. As expected, no more sick herbs were found, and he was relieved. She couldn't sleep even when she went back, so she stayed by the field with her eighth uncle.
This is the largest income in their clan.
If all the blood spirit grass suffers disaster, then in the next five years, everyone in the clan will have to tighten their belts to live their lives.
However, what Fu Shiyi was most worried about happened.
The moment before dawn.
Under the gazes of Fu Eleven and the others, a small piece of blood spirit grass in the spiritual field withered instantly!
"If this is refined into a blood spirit pill, it will be thirty spirit stones!"
Fu Shiyi's heart was bleeding. The overall atmosphere of Guyaju was not very good. At night, Brother Sixteen and Sanniang, and even Fu Da and his wife accompanied them to guard the spiritual field.
In order to see carefully, they also hung moonstones on the pillars around the spiritual field, illuminating the area where the blood spirit grass was planted as bright as day.
Fu Shiyi noticed that every time something happened to the Blood Spirit Grass, it was at the moment before dawn, which was the darkest time of the day.
Therefore, when the time came, Fu Shiyi reminded everyone to cheer up.
However, the situation is getting worse and worse!
"Is this...blood?"
At the moment before dawn, a drop of blood suddenly appeared on the leaves of the Blood Spirit Grass. Everyone was shocked.
"My dear."
Brother Sixteen remembered the curse planted by the skeleton tree man last time, and said with a tongue-tied mouth: "Well, it seems that this blood spirit grass is not suffering from any disease, it is clearly that something weird has been resurrected to cause trouble! "
Brother Sixteen jumped to his feet, and everyone realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.
"Huh, pretending to be a ghost!"
Uncle Ba snorted coldly, and with a move of his hand, the condensed blood droplets floated in front of everyone.
However, before they could take a closer look, they saw drops of blood emerging from the isolated blades of Blood Spirit Grass almost at the same time.
There was a faint black phantom inside the blood beads, which looked like freshly gouged bloody eyeballs from a distance.
"Tick!"
When everyone was stunned, the blood bead floating in the air fell to the ground. The voice was originally very soft, but a thunderous sound sounded in their minds.
"Wow!"
Immediately afterwards, a downpour occurred without warning. The rain came fast and heavily, covering their eyes. Vision becomes blurry.
Fu Shiyi suddenly felt a little sticky under his feet. He blinked and looked down, only to see streams of thick blood flowing under his feet. The blood continued to spread and spread.
Fu Shiyi shuddered:
"What...what is going on?"
When he looked up, the raindrops in the sky turned into bloodshot threads.
Bloody raindrops fell and hit her body, turning her into a bloody person.
Fu Shiyi had a look of horror on his face.
She took a look and saw that the clothes and hair on Brother Sixteen, who was screaming in fear, and Uncle Eighth were all stained with blood.
The spiritual fields on the peach tree, seven-star grass and red marrow rice were also filled with blood. There was blood everywhere, and they seemed to have suddenly fallen into a bloody world.
"This is a blood curse!"
Fu Shiyi was shocked! !
