"No, no, no!" Feng Yao waved his hand, squinted his eyes and smiled lazily: "Her life is mine." Her tone was gentle, but strong.
Nangong Feng didn't argue much, and just asked: "How come you have the medicinal properties of 'Caoyou' in your body?"
Feng Yao blinked, "It seems to be Wang Fengzhi too..."
"Evil woman!" Nangong Feng scolded angrily: "Did she tell you to come here to pick 'Houxiang' to relieve the medicinal properties of 'Caoyou'? Why did you believe that bitch? Do you know how many people have died here?
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Feng Yao didn't want to explain. After all, people are dead. One more crime is still death, and ten more crimes are still death. She was too lazy to waste her words.
"Uncle," Nangong Feng looked pleasing to the eye, and such a warm-blooded uncle was really rare. There would be no harm in recognizing her, "Why are you here?"
After listening to Feng Yao's question, Nangong Feng sighed and said: "'Housiang' was planted here by the ancestors of the Nangong family. I don't know when the black and fragrant flowers grew around it.
Since then, there have been fewer and fewer 'thick fragrances' in the world, and they are basically herbs that have been picked. Although many people know this place, no one has been able to get out alive in the past hundred years..."
"Uncle, we are not dead yet..." Feng Yao black line, is Nangong Feng cursing himself?
"The Nangong family's handwriting records that the petals and roots of 'Houxiang' are used as medicine. Taking it for a month can prevent all poisons. Taking the stems and drying them and grinding them into powder can resist the hallucinations caused by the black flowers. The Nangong family
Only half a bottle left..."
Feng Yao seemed to understand, "So, the last half of the bottle was eaten by both of us?" Sure enough, they were mutually reinforcing each other. Fortunately, no one came out alive to tell this fact.
Nangong Feng nodded and sighed: "If your cousin hadn't been poisoned and his time was running out, I wouldn't want to step foot here again."
Cousin? Is that my uncle’s son?
"My cousin has been poisoned? Isn't this the Nangong family? Why don't you want to come?" Feng Yao regretted it after asking. It seemed that after coming out of the hallucination, she became a little weird.
"The ancestral teachings of the Nangong family are that if it is not a matter of life and death, you must not set foot here, let alone let people know the true medicinal effect of 'Thick Fragrance'."
Feng Yao nodded to express his understanding. Here, "Thick Fragrance" is indeed very popular, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people coming to die. It seems that her luck is not so good.
"Ah, uncle, let's pick the medicine and leave tomorrow. I ran out secretly!"
"Don't the prince know?"
"I know, but the emperor doesn't know. This is a royal forbidden area. I can't say that I came out alive after going in, right?" Feng Yao curled her lips. Without Yu Liu, she probably wouldn't have been able to come in quietly.
"You should have a good rest first. You have been noisy for more than ten days and your body is weak. I will pick more for you tomorrow. You can't lose money if you come here once."
"What? It's been more than ten days?" Feng Yao exclaimed, God, this is too scary!
Wait, the point seems not to be scary or not, the point is that the ten-day appointment with Yu Liu has passed...
Feng Yao was confused. It was inconvenient not to have a mobile phone. She was fine now, but the news couldn't get out. Hey, he sighed, lay down and closed his eyes to sleep. What's the hurry? He'll be out tomorrow anyway.
"Uncle, go to bed early."
Nangong Feng said "En", leaned to the side and closed his eyes.