Liang Sisi was already in disguise and looked at Sikong Wuyuan, who was also in disguise next to her.
Sikong Wuyuan didn't notice that there was a small mask hanging around his neck.
Liang Sisi helped pull it off and showed off the mask in front of Sikong Wuyuan, "You didn't even see what was hanging around your neck. This mask looks quite interesting."
There is a small mythical beast inside the mask. The mythical beast looks strange and has a fierce face.
Looking at it this way, Sikong Wuyuan saw the eyes in the mythical beast.
There seemed to be a whirlpool in the eyes, sucking Sikong Wuyuan directly into it.
Liang Sisi only felt that within a minute, Sikong Wuyuan had disappeared in front of her.
This made her panic. She suddenly stammered and said in the direction that Sikong Wuyuan lost, "Sikong Wuyuan, Sikong Wuyuan? Where have you been?"
However, she could not wait for a reply from Sikong Wuyuan.
Liang Sisi glanced at the small mask in her hand and couldn't help but become nervous.
She had a vague feeling that this little mask had taken Sikong Wuyuan away.
With some ideas in mind, Liang Sisi put the small mask in her pocket and hurried to the inn.
Mrs. Zhenguo had a good chat with Jiang Mingzheng. When she saw Liang Sisi hurried in, she felt very familiar.
Jiang Ming felt that something big had happened, and asked Liang Sisi with concern, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Liang Sisi swallowed, glanced at Mrs. Zhenguo, and said cryptically, "Sir Ning Caichen, I must tell you this matter alone."
Knowing what Liang Sisi meant, Jiang Ming looked at Mrs. Zhenguo and said, "Excuse me."
Then he took Liang Sisi to the inner room, closed the door, and asked anxiously, "What happened?"
"Sikong Wuyuan is missing. He seems to be inside this little mask."
Liang Sisi said, trying to take out the small mask from her pocket.
However, her finger felt as if it had been bitten. She pricked it and took out her hand with a rebound.
The blood on the finger didn't stop, but it was still black blood, which made people feel strange.
Jiang Ming felt that the black blood was very strange, so he took out a silver needle and pricked it into the black blood.
This time, the needle penetrated the black blood and directly entered the flesh.
Big black worms suddenly came out of the meat. Those black worms were squirming, which startled Liang Sisi.
However, the bugs came out of her fingers. She did not dare to move randomly and could only tremble.
"These bugs are so weird."
Jiang Ming picked up another silver needle and pricked the insects to death one by one.
However, the strange thing is that after those bugs died, they did not become corpses, but turned into a layer of smoke and dissipated directly in front of Liang Sisi and Jiang Ming.
Liang Sisi couldn't help but ask, "What on earth is this?"
"I don't know, what's in your pocket?"
Jiang Ming was puzzled and wanted to see Liang Sisi's pocket.
Liang Sisi frowned, "I have a small mask in my pocket. There is nothing else. I don't even know how I got bitten by this wound."
"Do you suggest I take it out for you?"
Jiang Ming probably understood.
The source of this black blood probably appears in the little mask Liang Sisi mentioned.
That little mask looks like a mask, probably some kind of monster.
"Of course, I'll bother you. As for whether it will touch you, it's impossible. The bottom of this skirt is very thick."
Liang Sisi expressed Jiang Ming's general concerns and tried to dispel Jiang Ming's confusion.
Jiang Ming understood what Liang Sisi meant and put his hand in her pocket, but at a distance from the inner layer of the skirt, which is not a gentleman.
In order to prevent the same situation as Liang Sisi, Jiang Ming gathered spells in his hands to make the entire palm of his hand stronger.
"ah!"
When they encountered the inside of the pocket, Jiang Ming and Liang Sisi heard a scream.
Jiang Ming and Liang Sisi looked at each other, and then Jiang Ming desperately put his hand in and took out the small mask.
At this time, the body of the little masked mythical beast had changed color and was completely silver-green.
This silver-green color is shining. If you look closely, you may wonder what happened to the little mask.
"Is it possible that this mask is really my problem?"
Jiang Ming was a little worried, so he transformed some smoke into his hand and sprinkled it on the little mask. However, not long after it was sprinkled, the mythical beast on the little mask had disappeared.
"How is this going?"
Liang Sisi's hand fell down for a moment and let go of the small mask.
The small mask fell to the ground and immediately turned into a puff of smoke, which dissipated directly.
"Oops, Lord Sikong Wuyuan won't be able to come back?!"
Liang Sisi suddenly thought of something again, and she felt bad all over.
If these things disappeared, why would she save Sikong Wuyuan?
"Where did you get the little mask?"
Jiang Ming looked at Liang Sisi.
Liang Sisi thought about it carefully, but she couldn't think of anything. When she thought about it, her brain even started to hurt violently, which kept torturing her.
Seeing that Liang Sisi also had problems, Jiang Ming quickly stopped him and signaled Liang Sisi not to continue thinking.
Liang Sisi stopped thinking, but the pain was not relieved at all. Not only that, her whole body suffered.
Just like Feng Yunzhe's previous illness, Liang Sisi's entire body was covered with huge pustules.
However, what is different from Feng Yunzhe is that this pustule is actually green.
Fortunately, Liang Sisi only had pustules on her body and nothing else at all.
However, this pustule was enough to hit Liang Sisi deeply.
Liang Sisi's eyes were completely distracted, and she couldn't muster any energy at all. She murmured to herself, "How...how could this happen?"
However, Mrs. Zhenguo became impatient with waiting and walked towards the house. As she walked, she asked strangely, "Sir Ning Caichen? Sir Ning Caichen?"
She called twice in a row, which was enough for Jiang Ming to hear.
Jiang Ming didn't have time to comfort Liang Sisi, so he only said, "You wait here while I go to deal with Mrs. Zhenguo's matter."
However, Mrs. Zhenguo had already smelled the smell of Liang Sisi's illness and couldn't help but tighten her eyebrows.
This is the same symptom she had when she came here when she was defeated in the war.
When she saw Jiang Ming, she asked vaguely, "Is anyone sick?"
Jiang Ming didn't expect that Mrs. Zhenguo knew about it, so he immediately questioned, "How did you know?"
Mrs. Zhenguo, however, fell into bad memories, and then said, "Green pustules, her eyes were distracted, she had no energy, and she couldn't respond."
These symptoms are exactly the same as those that Liang Sisi had just experienced.
Jiang Ming realized something was wrong, "Is it possible that you have to go through it too?"