As if to confirm my thoughts, Granny Ghost said: "You are too courageous to dare to fight hand-to-hand with the person who manipulates the poisonous insects. Don't you know the saying that once you cultivate poisonous insects, you will become poisonous for life?"
"Hey, I really don't know, so I asked my mother-in-law to guide me." I knew the voice belonged to the fat man.
"People who keep voodoo animals, because they are always around voodoo insects and various highly toxic medicinal materials, some may even feed the voodoos with flesh and blood, or use certain places on the body as a home for the voodoo insects. Over time,
It will gradually make oneself poisonous, and the Gu master will slowly adapt to coexist with these poisons through various means, because only in this way can one control Gu insects with more empathy."
"You mean that Yang Fan was also infected by the poison on the other party's body and became unconscious?"
The ghost mother-in-law sneered: "Oh, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Judging from what you just told me, that person doesn't seem to be at a high level. How could there be such a strong poison on his body? He probably jumped on this kid while he was fit.
When the time comes, let’s secretly poison him.”
"Ah, then maybe I will also be..." It was the fat man's nervous voice.
"I have just seen it. You are not poisoned, but the poison on this kid is called Jiubu Sanhua. Once it fully attacks, he will lose his mind and spontaneously attack everyone nearby, and will use his poison to
Stopping after sprinkling blood on other people's faces is a highly contagious poison. Although the people in the traditional Chinese medicine store seem to have surrendered on the surface, they are actually trying to kill you."
The fat man spat: "Damn, this is too cruel. It's worthy of the evil witch sect that took away the girl Wanlin, and an unknown person can do it so cruelly."
"The Evil Witch Cult? No, it shouldn't be them. Firstly, the Evil Witch Cult would not send such a weak person to watch the scene. Secondly, as far as I know, this poison comes from the Western Region, not the Southern Xinjiang. Among the Evil Witch Cult,
People have extremely strong self-esteem and will never use poisons from other schools unless it is extremely necessary. That person’s excuse is the evil witch cult, I’m afraid it’s not..."
Grandma Ghost suddenly stopped when she said this, and said in a slightly tired tone: "That's it. After this kid gets up, we will be ready to set off. Don't delay it any longer."
"It's okay, Xiaofan. I was so scared to death when I saw the fat man carrying you back unconscious. If you have some shortcomings, how can I still have the face to face Wanlin in the future?"
Taozi fed me porridge with a spoon, and said gently and worriedly: "Is there anything uncomfortable now? Do you want to ask the ghost mother-in-law to come and take a look again?"
I shook my head and said in a weak tone: "No need, she came to see me just now and said that she had helped me remove all the remaining poison. I can get out of bed and go on my way as soon as my strength recovers."
Taozi said worriedly: "This is too urgent. You have been poisoned so seriously. You should rest for a few more days. Wanlin has been away for a while. Two days earlier and two days later will not make much difference. You
Now with such a weak body, we have to travel a long distance and may even have to fight against the evil witch cult..."
Suddenly the door was opened, and it was Lin Yue who walked in. She glanced at me and Taozi. Although her expression did not change significantly, there was a strange light flashing in her eyes.
I couldn't help but feel dizzy. It was obvious that this misunderstanding was getting deeper and deeper. Taozi just took care of me as a younger brother who was a few years younger than her, but in Lin Yue's eyes, it must have seemed like she was bringing tea and porridge.
Bar.
When Taozi saw her coming in, she was a little embarrassed and hesitated to say something. Unexpectedly, it was Lin Yue who spoke first:
"Sister Taozi, you made the pot of soybean and pork ribs soup in the kitchen, right? It looks almost ready. I don't know if you have added any seasonings, so I don't dare to add them casually. You should go and take a look when you have time, otherwise
Brother Wang is about to eat up all this."
Tao Zi stood up quickly as if she was being pardoned, put the porridge bowl on the bedside table, said she was going to look at the soup, and left quickly.
I think she may have realized that Lin Yue's full hostility came from the misunderstanding of our relationship, even though Taozi had already found an opportunity to talk to Lin Yue about her past - of course leaving aside the part about the ghost at the end.
He also clarified that he and I are just ordinary friends, but after all, Lin Yue has already preconceived ideas and may think wrong at any sign.
Lin Yue picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it to my mouth, and fed it into my mouth. To be honest, I felt a little embarrassed. Even when Tao Zi fed me just now, I just felt that the person sitting opposite me
She is a neighbor's sister.
But when Lin Yue fed me, I felt a little unnatural, and I didn't dare to look directly into her face and eyes, so I could only lower my head and swallow the porridge quickly.
The two of us were speechless for a moment, and could only finish the porridge quickly one spoonful at a time. Lin Yue looked at the empty bowl in his hand and said with some surprise: "Why do you eat so fast? Are you too hungry? That's right, you are all
You've slept all day, so I'll serve you another bowl of porridge."
"Wait, no need, I'm full..."
Before she finished speaking, she ran out with the bowl, and then came back with another bowl of green and white vegetable porridge with a fragrant aroma. On the soft and glutinous rice, there were green vegetable stems and finely shredded rice.
The minced meat makes people want to eat it.
"This is the vegetable porridge I cooked for you just now. I thought that since you haven't eaten for so long, the white rice porridge alone is still not nutritious enough, so I cooked it myself. The seasonings and seasonings were all based on the habits of my hometown. You should be able to eat it.
used."
She scooped up the porridge with a spoon, controlling her strength very skillfully. The proportion of rice, vegetables and minced meat in the spoon was just right. I originally wanted to say that I was full, but now I was too embarrassed to brush off her kindness, so I had to pretend to be still hungry.
Sure enough, it was the familiar flavor of my hometown. As I chewed the food in my mouth, I didn’t know whether it was because the porridge was a little hot or something, but I couldn’t help but feel a little moist in my eyes. These rations that I relied on every day in the past seemed a bit distant to me now.
It happened a lifetime ago. This feeling is more like nostalgia than nostalgia, familiarity or warmth.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of Wanlin again. She was equivalent to the beginning of my second life. Before that, I only left my hometown and ran on the dangerous line of struggling to survive because I narrowly escaped death by staying in my hometown.
A wanderer, it was not until I met her that I had a real sense of life.
For the first time, I had a sense of pride and responsibility for my career. For the first time, I had a request that I didn’t want to live up to even if I had to go through it. Every time I returned to her hotel, although it was deserted and there were almost no guests, it was still...