In a cluster 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 going on?"

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 surrounding spiritual soil.

"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

...This is a bit evil, Eleven!"

Obviously Brother Sixteen has no clue, so Fu Shiyi can 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 sniffed it, frowned and thought for a moment, and shook her head helplessly. Seeing this, Fu Shiyi felt a little panicked. It was a grass that matures once every five years and can be used to refine blood spirit pills.

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, and 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 at night?"

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 Yanyang Mulin.

In less than half an hour, the two of them rushed over.

Everyone ignored the small talk and went directly to the Lingtian. In order for the Eighth Uncle and his two brothers to find a solution, Fu Shiyi left the two withered blood spirit grasses intact.

"It doesn't look like you have any disease? The spiritual energy was drained 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 has never been a similar record 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 has been growing blood spirit grass for more than 40 years, and he may 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 and 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 for the 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.

"Eight Uncle, are you okay with the Blood Spirit Grass?" Fu Shiyi is now concerned about this.

"It's very good. I'm afraid those three withered blood spirit grasses are just an exception."

"That's good."

Fu Shiyi showed a smile and went forward to check carefully. As expected, no more sick herbs were found, and her heart was relieved. She couldn't sleep when she went back, so she stayed with her eighth uncle and the two of them.

Tanabe.

This is the largest income in their clan.

If all this blood spirit grass suffers disaster, then in the next five years, everyone in the clan will have to tighten their belts to live a better life.

However, what Fu Shiyi was most worried about happened.

The moment before dawn.

Under the gaze of Fu Eleven and the others, a small patch 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 the ancient cliff residence 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 is 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 blade 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: "This, this blood spirit grass does not seem to be suffering from any disease, it is clearly, it is clearly that some strange thing has been resurrected to cause trouble!

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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 is a faint black phantom inside the blood beads. Looking from a distance, they look like freshly dug out bloody eyeballs.

"Tick!"

For a moment when everyone was stunned, the blood bead floating in the air fell to the ground. The sound was originally very soft, but a thunderous sound sounded in their minds.

"Wow!"

Immediately afterwards, a downpour came instantly without warning. The rain was so fast and heavy that it covered their eyes and their vision became blurred.

Fu Shiyi felt that the soles of his feet were suddenly a little sticky. 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:

"This...what is going on?"

When I looked up, the raindrops in the sky turned into bloodshot threads.

Bloody raindrops fell and hit her body, turning her into a bloody person.

A look of horror appeared on Fu Shiyi's face.

She glanced at Brother Sixteen, who was screaming in fear, and Uncle Eighth. Their clothes and hair 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!"
Chapter completed!