The two of them were cut off by an invisible wall. They had no choice but to go back home. On the way back, they had a lot of troubles. There were many more scratches on the free hand, which was itchy and painful.
Pain, Bai Yi didn't take it seriously, but bad thoughts came to Tang Sancheng's mind: "Bai Yi, do you feel that it is getting more and more itchy?"
"This is a normal reaction. I have some ointment in my bag. Just apply it when I go home. It's a must when traveling." Bai Yi quickened his pace: "Hurry up, it's going to be dark soon."
Tang Sancheng only felt that the back of his hand was getting more and more itchy. Although there was no blood, it was very painful. He anxiously went back to the Diaojiaolou to apply ointment and followed Bai Yi quickly, taking long steps unconsciously. The two of them were not completely in the sky.
We returned to the mountainside before it got dark. Now we only need to follow the azurite road all the way up to get back to the stilted building.
After spending a lot of effort, Tang Sancheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and untied the square scarf covering his right hand. One hand was intact, but the other hand was a bit miserable. Bai Yi's face also changed. He looked at
My left hand: "It's strange, it's getting more and more itchy."
"Look, I've noticed it a long time ago. Why are you so slow?" Tang Sancheng complained and said: "Go back quickly and let me apply your panacea. I can't stand the itching anymore. I really want to scratch it.
Grasp."
"Don't catch it, be careful of infection."
"I know, otherwise I would have been scratched." Tang Sancheng was so itchy that his nose was about to run out, and his voice was already distorted: "Let's go quickly." The two of them almost jogged all the way back to the stilted building, where Qixie was standing
The roadside anxiously looked at the road up the mountain, saw the figures of two people, and rushed over quickly: "Sancheng, are you okay?"
Qixie only focused on asking Tang Sancheng and ignored Bai Yi completely, which made Bai Yi feel sad. No one loved or loved him. It would be completely different if Dali was there. Hearing Qixie's concern, Tang Sancheng opened his eyes.
He cried: "Seven evils, itchy!"
This kind of itch seemed to emanate from his bones. Tang Sancheng felt that the itch was slowly spreading from the back of his left hand. Bai Yi yelled: "Stop talking nonsense and come with me to find medicine!"
Bai Yi hurriedly rushed to the room where the luggage was stored, rummaged around randomly, and finally took out the ointment. He couldn't wait to wipe it on his hands, and immediately felt a cooling sensation. He threw the medicine to Tang Sancheng: "Here.
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After Tang Sancheng finished wiping it, his face looked both like crying and smiling: "I'm so angry. I haven't been this itchy since I was a child!"
Bai Yi took a deep breath and thought of Professor He: "Where is Professor?"
Qixie said: "He said he was tired. He had already gone to bed just now. I just made the bedding and you guys came back."
Tang Sancheng collapsed on the ground: "It's terrible. It's so weird there. Does it usually itch like this even if it's scratched by thorns?"
"As far as I know, there are some plants that are inherently poisonous and can cause harmful reactions in the human body, such as hydrangeas, five-color plums and geraniums. The particles emitted by these plants can cause skin allergies if they come into contact with people.
Itching." Bai Yi tried his best to recall both sides of the path: "But I only saw thorns, not flowers, and these plants are from the tropics and should not appear here."
"We'll find out if we go there again tomorrow." Tang Sancheng said, "I think that ghost hitting the wall is the most outrageous. In this case, how can we get up to the cliff coffin? We can't even get close, let alone go in!"
The more Qixie listened, the more confused he became. Tang Sancheng simply told Qixie the cause and effect of the matter. Qixie frowned: "Sancheng, I'm afraid it's not simple there! You must be careful!" This is what Qixie said recently.
The longest sentence.
"It's getting late, let's rest." Bai Yi looked outside: "Tomorrow at dawn, let's go again! I don't believe this evil anymore!"