Hurriedly picked up the torch that had not been extinguished from the ground, leaned over, as soon as the "silkworm cocoon" met the fire, it immediately melted, revealing a hole, a breath of cold air, immediately came out, Ye Shaoyang stretched out his hand to disperse, looked fixedly, and saw a fair-skinned human foot, very small, it must be a woman.
Using a torch to melt the entire "silkworm cocoon", Ye Shaoyang gasped: there was a girl lying straight inside, wearing a shirt and shorts, her short hair was dyed pale yellow, her appearance was delicate and lifelike.
"Ah, isn't this the girl who saw her hang herself?"
Zhou Jingru's voice sounded from behind her.
After her reminder, Ye Shaoyang looked at the girl's clothes again, it was really the girl, and suddenly realized that it was no wonder that her illusion of death would appear under the tree, and it turned out that the body was hidden in the tree.
"Why does this girl look like she's still alive?"
Zhou Jingru said in surprise, as soon as the words fell, the girl's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Zhou Jingru was so frightened that she hurriedly retreated, "It can't be a corpse, right?"
” Ye Shaoyang knew that it was not, but the scene that happened in front of him made him a little incomprehensible, so he simply didn't do anything, and waited on the side, the girl slowly opened her eyes, her eyes slowly focused, and fell on Ye Shaoyang.
"It's so cold......"
How about the cold, I can't hold you, right?
Ye Shaoyang scratched his head, took off his shirt, wrapped her in his body, and when he put his hand into the "silkworm cocoon", he did feel that the air inside was cold and abnormal, so he took her out and put her on the grass.
The girl's face became rosy little by little, and her breathing gradually became smoother, and after a few minutes, she tried to sit up, took a deep breath, and tears immediately flowed, "It's been three years, and I've finally breathed in fresh air." ” Ye Shaoyang and Zhou Jingru glanced at each other, with a shocked expression, she was in the trunk of the tree, lying for three years?
How did that survive?
"You rescued me?"
The girl looked at Ye Shaoyang intently, and said slowly, "Are you a mage?"
” Ye Shaoyang nodded, "How are you feeling now?"
” "Very hungry and thirsty.
Nothing else.
The girl looked at him with a blank eye.
Zhou Jingru took out a bottle of pure water from her backpack, gently helped the girl up, leaned on her arms, opened the water bottle, and fed her little by little, the girl drank some water, and her spirit was a little better.
Ye Shaoyang discussed with Zhou Jingru and decided to take her back first and let her eat something, but she was now weak and couldn't move.
Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to carry her.
With his hands on her two thighs, he felt that her skin was very tender and smooth, and he felt that he could be blown and broken, and he recited a meditation mantra in time to avoid his cranky thoughts.
"Brother Shaoyang, what should I do with those ground corpses?"
Zhou Jingru said worriedly, since the locust tree was destroyed, those ground corpses have been drilled back into the soil and have never come out again.
Ye Shaoyang explained: "They are not zombies, if they lose the supply of the dryad, they will die soon, don't worry about them." ” The road down the mountain was quite long, although the girl was petite and lightweight, Ye Shaoyang was still tired and out of breath, and after carrying her back to the resort, the whole person was too tired.
Zhou Jingru let her lie on her bed, called the waiter, asked for a bowl of rice porridge, and fed her herself, the girl drank half a bowl of rice porridge and fell asleep directly.
"Let's talk to her tomorrow and let her sleep well."
Zhou Jingru proposed.
Ye Shaoyang nodded, "Just let her sleep with you?"
” Zhou Jingru was immediately a little worried, "What, is there any danger?"
” "Not really, although I don't know why she was able to seal herself in a cocoon for three years without dying, but she is 100% human, and there is not a trace of something wrong in her body."
"That'll do."
Zhou Jingru put her mind at ease, "Just let her sleep with me, I'll take care of her." ” Ye Shaoyang smiled and said, "You are quite good at taking care of people." ” "I just think she's pathetic.
There's no nurse here, so you can't let her sleep with you, right?
” "Ahem."
Ye Shaoyang coughed dryly, "See you tomorrow."
He waved his hand and left, returned to his room, undressed and was about to go to bed, when he suddenly realized that he still had something important to do—to give the ghost tongue to the old village chief for medicine.
His grandson was fine with treatment a day later, but if the ghost tongue was left overnight, the ghost energy would be dissipated, and he would be busy in vain, so he had to put on his clothes again and go to the old village chief's house in the dark.
Thinking about it, I was really unlucky, I was busy all day, and it was both ghost hunting and demon subjugation, and it was all obligation.
The old village chief's family was waiting for him, and they didn't sleep, and the door opened as soon as there was a knock.
When he came to the hall, Ye Shaoyang took out the porcelain bowl, put it on the table, picked up three ghost tongues with a peach wood sword, placed them on top of the porcelain bowl, lit a few pieces of rune paper, and baked them underneath, the ghost tongue shrank little by little, turned into drops of gray-red blood, and fell into the porcelain bowl.
Actually, there is no need for so much, but since you have cut off someone's tongue, you must not waste it, and after the three tongues are burned, a small half bowl of ghost blood will be melted.
Ye Shaoyang Ran Xiaojun took the child out and fed the child himself.
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A small half bowl of ghost blood was poured into the child's stomach, and the child, who was still a little energetic, did not move on the spot.
The old village chief's father and son were frightened on the spot.
"Archmage, what's going on?"
"Don't panic, it's normal, he's drunk so much ghost blood, it's normal to pass out.
If you drink it, you'll die on the spot.
The ghost qi in this child's body is too heavy, the ghost blood and the ghost qi are originally of the same origin, and after drinking it, it will automatically absorb the ghost qi. ” After speaking, Ye Shaoyang pressed a hand on the top of the baby's head, and catalyzed the ghost blood to all the meridians in the body with Gang Qi, feeling that the absorption was almost over, and turned back to Xiaojun and said, "Go find a red cloth." ” After getting the red cloth, Ye Shaoyang wrapped a piece of ambergris and a handful of glutinous rice in it, pasted a condensing charm on it, and put it on the baby's navel.
"This cloth bag, can pull out the ghost blood, to keep on the child's navel, the ghost blood will be sucked out little by little through the umbilical cord, if it is wet, open the glutinous rice and replace it with a new one, and then put it back, until the ghost blood can not be pulled, and it will be over.
So be it, I'm gone. ” Before going out, Ye Shaoyang glanced back at the child, the child had already woken up, and a pair of small eyes were looking at him.
Ye Shaoyang's heart was shocked, this kid drank so much ghost blood, woke up so quickly, and his physique was quite good, and he couldn't help but sigh: "This kid is a good seedling of cultivation." ” When the old village chief heard this, his eyes lit up, and he arched his hand and said, "Archmage, if my grandson really has an immortal fate, the archmage might as well accept him as a disciple." ” Ye Shaoyang was stunned, thought about it carefully, and said: "If you really want him to cultivate, when he is five years old, you can take him to Maoshan and find an old Taoist priest named Qingyunzi, he will understand when he sees this child."
But......
You have to think carefully, the way of cultivation is very hard and cruel. ” The old village chief frowned and said, "It's hard work, how can it be cruel?"
In the future, if he can be as powerful as you, Archmage, we can't ask for it. ” Ye Shaoyang smiled and didn't say anything more, if they knew how many cruel tests they had experienced and what kind of suffering they had suffered in their more than ten years of cultivation, it was estimated that they would not have sent their grandson to Maoshan if they were killed.
He did not persuade them to send their children to Maoshan, nor did he persuade them to give up, the decision is in their hands, and how to do it when the time comes, it all depends on themselves, in the final analysis, it still depends on the child's chance.