An old man with a hunchback looked up at the seldom-appearing bird soared into the sky for a long time and lowered his head and muttered to himself: "Is it... finally messy?"

The old man had an extremely horrifying face. In fact, if it weren't for the old eyes on this face that were not faint, it looked more like a whole cooked pumpkin, with no hair on the whole face, red and blue in skin, bumpy and no sign of his nose. There were only two small holes surrounded by strange-shaped flesh, and his mouth seemed to be a rotten pumpkin cut.

The old man suddenly laughed "hoho" and the more he laughed, the happier he felt, the more he wanted to laugh. The garden full of herbs echoed everywhere, which sounded like a ghost crying.

There is a bamboo bed in front of the only bamboo house in the entire medicine garden. On it is a snow-white person, shiny and transparent, but the whole person looks very shriveled and unelastic, like a lump of cow louvered that has been soaked in hydrogen peroxide for a long time.

The old man almost laughed so hard that he was about to suffocate. He walked a long way before he walked to the front of the bamboo bed. His hunched body looked like a tilted question mark. The rotten pumpkin face that he felt terrified after watching it for a long time was almost pressed against the person who almost pressed on the bamboo bed.

Then he cracked his mouth and exposed a yellow and black teeth: "Dalang, it's time to take medicine."

"Woo~Woo~"

The person lying on the bed was trembling with fear on his face.

"What are you afraid of? I didn't say I asked you to take medicine." The old man's rotten pumpkin face could even show a disdainful expression.

The afternoon sun was like the hand of a lover, stroking him lazy and gentle, but this man could do nothing except the terrified "whimper" sound and even more powerful trembling.

This man, who was called a puppy by the old man, couldn't even raise his finger.

The old man waited for a long time and sighed, "You are so unbearable. I don't like to force others the most. The forced melon is not sweet!"

The extremely gentle and doting tone made people creepy.

The old man said as he looked up at a certain direction in the sky, but his thoughts drifted far away.

After a while, the old man seemed to be suddenly awakened from his imagination by something. He looked down at the puppy on the bamboo bed again, and sighed and said, "Dalang, you no longer have a chance to choose."

After saying that, his old body, which seemed to be about to be dead, actually made a move like lightning, stuffing something into the puppy's ears and nostrils.

Suddenly, the puppy, who was originally so white that it was glowing, suddenly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was like a tea pet with boiled water, and it was as red as a cooked shrimp in less than a minute.

The puppy's originally terrifying face was only left with a ferocious ferocity that endured pain, and its veins burst out all over its body, as if blood vessels in its body would burst in the next second.

"Ah! Ahhhh!"

As the puppy shouted heart-wrenchingly, his mouth suddenly opened.

It turned out that no matter how terrifying or painful it was before, his mouth, which had been tightly closed, opened at this moment, and a blood-red toad lay on his tongue!

The toad opened its mouth wide and opened and closed, and then it was its equally bright red belly, shrinking and shrinking. The blood-red puppy had gradually faded away, but his bulging eyes and tight limbs showed that he was suffering more severely than before.

Seeing that the puppy had recovered from its previous fairness, a cover polished with blood jade appeared in the old man's hand. The blood-colored toad wanted to escape but was put into the cover by the older skilled old man.

The puppy, who was still trembling all over before, seemed to have been pulled away all his life and slumped on the bamboo bed, like a lifeless corpse.

"Dalang, who refused to take medicine, had to die."

The old man's tone was still so pampering and loving, as if he was talking about his favorite grandson, but even the blood-red toad in the cover could realize the crisis he was about to face, jumping around in vain to find a way out.

At this moment, the door of Yaoyuanzi was suddenly opened, and a tall and tall boy with a bronze skin and sunny face strode in.

"Master Baicao, my master said he asked me to get something, and he said you know what it is."

If Mo Wu were here, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance. The person in front of him was Mo Lin, the only friend of the Mo family.

"I can't bear it, just call me Mo Baicao. The thing is here, and there is also a box of [marrow-raising calcined bone pills] you can take it away and tell Mo Jinsong that old turtle, I'll clear the account with him!"

After saying that, he didn't see Mo Lin's reaction, so he turned around and went into the bamboo house.

Mo Jinsong repeatedly told Mo Lin that he would take whatever Mo Baicao gave him, but remember that he must never step into his bamboo house and go into ten deaths without life!

Mo Lin stood outside and waited obediently, and didn't know what grudges they had before. Every time the master got some rare medicinal herbs, he would try every means to give them to Mo Baicao. But every time he would send them up in a tone of kindness. Mo Baicao was very disgusted and scolded while accepting them, and then told Mo Jinsong to get out quickly.

This pair of old gay friends who love and kill each other will show mercy to each other but may not look at him differently, so Mo Lin dared not step on the wrong step.

"Mo...Mo Lin!"

Mo Lin was startled. He knew that the one on the bamboo bed was a medicine man, but the medicine man here in Mo Baicao never dared to talk to anyone. Today, this person not only dared to speak, but also knew his name.

"Mo Lin, I...I am Mo Zi...I am Mo Ku. Tell...Mo Wu, the old grave pit has changed, and also, pay attention to the corpse spots!"

It was not like Mo Kuo who would complain to Mo Lin about Qi Kuo and his grudges. Then Mo Lin criticized Mo Kuo for a series of unethical things that Mo Kuo did, and then Mo Kuo expressed his great enlightenment. Mo Kuo seemed to know that he didn't have much time to speak. Although he seemed extremely weak now, he still finished everything he should say.

Then he closed his eyes and fainted.

"Mo Ku, please make it clear, what should you pay attention to? Is it a corpse transformation, a corpse spot or a stone slab?"

Mo Hui was tortured to death, and his whole body was filled with a dying aura. Mo Lin knew that he must have been out of time. He was a good person to die. Mo Lin chose to believe Mo Hui again in the end. After all, he had even changed his name that had been extremely disgusted before.

But the problem is that he really didn't understand the last sentence.
Chapter completed!