At dusk, crickets chirp and cicadas chirp.
After the night fell, the east side hall completely melted into darkness. Only the deadly lamp oil was like a black cat's eyes, shining with sparks, and the cicadas chirped loudly in their ears.
Everyone was hungry, sleepy, and weak and fell on the futon. They were unable to control the sky and the earth, which was extremely miserable. Fortunately, the centipede lamp oil was diluted. If it was really poisonous, they would be gone now.
Yue Guanchao was lying on the ground, his head seemed to be stuck with paste, and it was completely blank. The slightest movement made him feel tired.
Song Siyuan crawled to Ah Ying's side and used her remaining strength to persuade her: "A Ying, don't be too sad. Things in the world are impermanent. Since they are no longer your parents, it is important to look forward to the future."
This incident was a huge blow to Ying. She was like a puppet on strings, with no trace of life left in her.
Lu Fengjian was lying on the ground, muttering a question: "Guan Chao, do you have any way to detoxify?"
Yue Guanchao gasped loudly while exhaling, and his stomach growled:
"There's a way. My heart hurts from being kicked right now. Why don't you rub my heart for me."
"Young man, stop talking so much, we have to think about how to save our lives."
In the darkness, the old man Utuman croaked out, sounding quite confident, unlike them who sounded like they had not eaten.
Yue Guanchao took pleasure in the pain and teased: "Uncle Wutuman, you are still alive. I saw that you didn't speak for a long time and you were angry. You were still thinking that you were too old and were poisoned by centipedes."
"A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth, and even when it is about to die, it still has a poor mouth. From the beginning, I smelled a strange smell. It takes less breath until the corpse is in meditation. Even if it can talk and do things, we must have someone to hold the place. .”
When Yue Guanchao heard the old man mention the dead body, he felt no longer sleepy instantly!
Corpse Breathing Technique is a Taoist internal skill in the world. It can imitate the breathing of hibernating animals to cultivate internal Qi. However, if you are successful in learning it, you can slow down your breathing and even reach the point where the Qi is like a gossamer and like a dead person, even if you don't eat or drink for half a month. Will not die.
This kind of inner strength is extremely simple, but it is so simple that no one in the world has mastered it. According to the second uncle, one must be an old man with six pure roots to achieve the effect. Young people like him are passionate and passionate, and it is easy to go wrong after practicing. Obsessed with the devil, he tortured his second uncle for a long time, but he didn't get the effort.
If Utuman really knew Corpse Breath Kung Fu, then he would have one more person to ask for advice!
Yue Guanchao climbed up to Wu Tuman and said, "Uncle Wu Tuman, can you teach me this Corpse Breathing Technique?"
After being silent for a long time in the darkness, the old man Wutuman spoke in a deep voice:
"Young man, don't want to learn everything. If you want to learn the Corpse Breathing Technique, you must plan to have no desires for the rest of your life. If you don't have this courage, don't take this porcelain job. You may become possessed and become a flower picker. When I see you on Jianghu's fatwa, I won't show mercy."
"If you can really become a flower picker, that's not bad. At least you will die under the peonies~"
Yue Guanchao looked at Wu Tuman. In the darkness, the old man suddenly opened his eyes without saying a word.
He asked tentatively:
"Uncle Wu Tuman, why don't you say anything and are you in a turtle's breath again?"
After a long time, a faint voice came out from the darkness:
"Too shameless, don't want to talk."
The old man turned to Ah Ying, his eyes bright and concerned, and said:
"Granddaughter, you still remember the "Song of One Hundred Poisons" that I taught you. Poisonous weeds that last for thousands of years, insects that last for ten thousand years, guard the palace and mix water with them to eliminate hundreds of poisons."
When Ah Ying heard Wu Tuman's voice, her despairing eyes showed a slight fluctuation, and gradually gained color: "Yes, the red incense in the umbilical cord of the Shou Palace can cure five poisons and cure hundreds of poisons. I had even forgotten about it."
"I remember that when you came out, you took away the geckos we collected to see if they were in your bag!"
Ah Ying's eyes lit up after hearing Wu Tuman's words. She was only worried about being sad just now and even forgot about this problem.
Wu Tuman walked up to Ah Ying and rummaged around in her backpack, and took out a porcelain bottle the size of a leaf. He poured it down next to the candlelight, and the red incense of Shou Gong Navel was clearly visible, like soybeans rolling down the palm of his hand.
"Take it quickly. This centipede poison is not a good thing. Don't hurt your roots."
The old man Wu Tuman poured a few pills into Ah Ying's mouth, and then distributed the navel red incense to everyone. In the blink of an eye, half the bottle of navel red incense had dispersed.
No matter how poisonous the centipede is, there are things that are mutually reinforcing and incompatible. They ate Navel Red Incense, and their powerlessness gradually dissipated. Yue Guanchao's martial arts training was stronger than that of ordinary people, and his strength obviously returned to normal.
"Uncle, how about we escape at night?"
A Niu was almost sacrificed to the centipede, and even though he regained his strength, he still had lingering fears.
The old man Utuman sighed in the darkness:
"It's not that easy to leave. Tang Dianrong is crazy about the treasure. He has prepared many tricks behind his back. Wu, this evil woman, I never discovered her true face before. After all, she is old. If I want to put aside my youth, I At a glance, you can tell whether she is a human or a demon, and what kind of heart she has."
"We really want to escape, so we can only pretend that we haven't recovered yet and they take us to the back mountain. The mountains there are high and densely forested, so it's easier to escape."
The old man wanted to continue talking, but when he sensed someone approaching, he quickly shut up.
However, after a moment, there were footsteps and someone was clearly coming towards them.
Yue Guanchao and the others returned to their weak state and lay motionless on the futon.
Bang!
It seemed that something was thrown in through the doorway. Yue Guanchao thought it was poison and waited for a long time before he dared to go back and pick it up.
As soon as I opened it, there was a yellow steamed bun inside, and the sweet smell of corn hit my nostrils.
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