Author: September Fireworks

Occasionally I hear that they are walking in southern Xinjiang under the banner of protecting the Holy Land, but there is very little information.

Occasionally, those who set foot in the Central Plains only come for a brief visit and take care of some business before leaving.

However, both sides have the same output, which can be said to be a brotherly friendship.

Thinking of this, Lantai's expression became even gentler.

"Excuse me, what's the reason for Protector Law to come here this time? If you need anything I can help, just tell me."

Jun Wumo smiled faintly and said: "Nothing, I just came here to find a herbal medicine. Since I saw Protector Lan, it would be best to ask Protector Lan for help."

Lantai hurriedly asked him what he wanted, and Jun Wumo faintly said a name: "Yegui grass."

This is what Jun Wumo heard from the housekeeper of Meiyuan.

The housekeeper of the plum garden said: "Back then, a protector from southern Xinjiang came to look for the night ghost grass. It is said that the growth environment of the night ghost grass is extremely harsh, and it only takes a thousand years for one to grow."

"The night ghost grass is very powerful. It can resurrect human flesh and bones, and even resurrect the dead."

But the appearance of night ghost grass is only rumored, and no one has actually seen it.

It is only recorded in history books, and it is said that this thing grows on the shores of the Netherworld.

It was born along with Manzhu Shahua.

Manzhushahua is a kind of red flower, which looks a bit like a chrysanthemum, but there are no leaves in the flower. It either has leaves or blooms.

The flowers and leaves are invisible to each other.

Because he was born on the side of the Netherworld, he is regarded as synonymous with the Netherworld.

It just so happens that this kind of night ghost grass grows together with Manzhu Shahua.

It will grow under the Manzhu Shahua. It is a small one with only one leaf.

When the flowers of Manzhushahua bloom, the night ghost grass will also wither.

Everyone will think that this is the leaf of Manzhu Shahua.

Not really.

The root systems of the two are not in the same place at all. The growing environment for this kind of thing is so harsh, so it is even harder to get it.

At that time, the manager of the plum garden said: "It is said that such a tree once appeared, and many people broke their heads because of it, but in the end it disappeared quietly."

Jun Wumo just thought of this legend and told it nonsense.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to find a reason to come to the Central Plains.

Unexpectedly, after he said these words, the face of the protector of Lantai in front of him suddenly changed.

He stood up in shock and said, "I didn't expect that the Holy Land branch in southern Xinjiang would be so well-informed."

"Our Holy Son just got such a night ghost grass not long ago, and before we had a chance to use it, you actually found out about it."

"It's just that this is what the Holy Son uses to break through. I'm afraid he won't give it to you."

Jun Wumo was silent for a moment and then said: "It doesn't matter, maybe there will be a second one."

"Even if not, it would be a worthwhile trip to be able to see its true appearance."

Lan Tai asked: "I wonder what Protector Bai wants to use this night ghost grass for?"

Jun Wumo pursed his lips and didn't dare to say a word. He didn't know what this thing was or what it was for.

Talking too much at this moment will make a lot of mistakes, it is better to remain silent and mysterious.

Sure enough, when he was silent like this, Lantai felt that he shouldn't ask.

I was afraid that this was what the Holy Aunt wanted, so she nodded: "Okay, I will find a way to talk to the Holy Son about this."

Jun Wumo pretended not to care and asked: "Why did the Holy Son use night ghost grass? Could it be that he was injured?"
Chapter completed!