Fu Wu walked in front, and Bai Yi said softly: "Look, Fu Wu and Fu Yu are a brother and sister, and now Xiaoying also has an older brother..."
"You mean that every generation will have a brother and sister, and the younger sister will become a new generation of Gu girls, until she becomes the new coffin keeper? Doesn't this seem like a family mission?" Tang Sancheng pointed to himself proudly: "Let's see,
Am I smarter this time?"
"You've figured it out, yes, that's what I meant." Bai Yi pulled Tang Sancheng and quickened his pace. He walked too fast and accidentally bumped into a pot of flowers on both sides, making a noise. Fu Wu turned around
A shocked look on his face: "Are you okay?"
Tang Sancheng wondered why Fuwu was so nervous, and said with a smile: "You should ask if something is okay with this pot of flowers. What can happen to us big people?"
Fu Wu returned, checked the situation, and the expression on his face relaxed. Bai Yi glanced at the pot of flowers, pulled Tang Sancheng's hand, and pointed to the back of his hand. Tang Sancheng was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood: "Chief
, what kind of flower is this pot, and why have I never seen it before?"
"This pot..." Fu Wu coughed lightly before saying, "This is a flower unique to Miao Village. Almost every family grows it. You have probably never seen it elsewhere, right?"
"I've never seen this flower before." Bai Yi said, not even in Fu Min's stilted building. I walked all the way in the mountains and didn't find the same variety. Fu Min died no more than ten days ago. Since every family
They all grew it, so why wasn’t this kind of flower found where she lived? It’s impossible that someone just died and threw away the flowers she gave her, right? Obviously, this Fuwu was lying.
Bai Yi's body suddenly swayed, and his hand hit the flower without hesitation. He said "Oh!"
I touched it, but luckily I didn’t break it.”
Fu Wu's mouth opened wide and his face turned pale. Bai Yi suddenly trembled: "Sancheng, strange, why are my hands so itchy!" Bai Yi stretched out his hand to grab the back of his hand, but Fu Wu rushed forward vigorously.
Patting Bai Yi's hand away with one hand: "You can't catch it!"
"Why?" Tang Sancheng asked.
"This... this is because..." Fu Wu was completely dumbfounded: "This flower will make people's skin itchy. It will be extremely itchy. Once scratched, the skin will immediately ulcerate, and there is no cure... Moreover,
It will spread throughout the body..."
Tang Sancheng looked at Bai Yi gratefully. His reaction that day was more serious than Bai Yi's. If he hadn't stopped him, he would have scratched the wound. Suddenly, Tang Sancheng felt a strange feeling on his hand, a numbing feeling, and he raised his hand.
He raised his hand with a trembling voice: "Bai Yi..."
Bai Yi just glanced at it and immediately raised his hand. The original scratches on the back of his left hand suddenly turned black and red, and the skin on the scratches bulged upwards, like several ugly centipedes crawling on his skin.
On the back of his hand, Fu Wu saw this and turned pale in horror: "Who are you? You have touched this pollen before. Have you ever been to Cliff Coffin?"
Now that he couldn't hide it anymore, Bai Yi nodded: "We have been to the cliff coffin. We were just curious and wanted to take a look, but we couldn't go in. When we came back, our hands were really itchy, but we applied medicine..."
"You guys!" Fu Wu was both annoyed and panicked: "Ordinary medicine can't relieve the itching at all!"