Bamboo horse has several faces

Chapter 44 Golden Thread Bamboo

Ye Huai buried his face in his hands, now there was no pain in his stomach, only Duan Songyang's metallic spiritual power tightly wrapped his spiritual roots.

He recalled all the details of that night, but he couldn't guess which node was wrong, which caused Duan Songyang to have the disease of splitting his soul.

Is it because he has a problem with burning the spirit root?

But the medical sage has come, and he must be seen by Duan Songyang after he has been diagnosed and treated. If Duan Songyang has lost his soul at that time, there is no reason why the medical sage can't find out.

Ye Huai sighed deeply.

Suddenly, a furry feeling came from his feet, Ye Huai lowered his head and looked at the little white dumpling who was trying to rub against his ankle.

This is……

"Are you being lazy?"

Said a delicate voice.

Ye Huai raised his head and saw the saint Amiya, who had changed her clothes and tied her hair, standing in front of him with her hips akimbo.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts just now that he didn't notice anyone approaching.

"Saint," Ye Huai nodded to the little girl, then smiled, "I was thinking about something just now."

Amiya sat down beside him, stretched out her hand to hug the little dumpling next to his feet for Ye Huai, and ordered: "Hold it."

Ye Huai took the soft little guy at a loss, and the little guy rolled in his hands and let out a contented "嘿".

Ye Huai had the opportunity to observe this little thing up close, only to find that it was not a mouse. Its snout was shorter than that of a mouse, and its eyes were watery and big, occupying half of its small face. The protrusions look like two horns, and there are two soft beards next to the pink and tender mouth.

Ye Huai recalled what the leader said before, and asked, "Is this Xiaobai? Qilin?"

Amelia nodded.

Xiaobai looked at him with big eyes, and when he heard him call his name, he let out another "嘿" happily.

This is a fetish of the Posuo God Sect. It's really big that this girl just casually handed it to him, a foreigner.

Ye Huai shook his head helplessly in his heart, touched Xiaobai's head carefully, and then asked to return it to Amiya: "That must be taken care of."

Seeing that he was about to push himself back, Xiaobai's big eyes suddenly became watery, and he let out an aggrieved "嘿嘤".

"You can hug it for a while," Amiya said, "Qilin likes the breath of crape myrtle, and the breath of crape myrtle is also good for Qilin."

Is that so?

But after the saint said so, Ye Huai hugged the little guy on his lap, and Xiao Bai comfortably rolled over on his lap, revealing his soft belly.

"I don't think there's much crape myrtle breath left." Ye Huai laughed at himself, and he reached out and tapped the little guy's wet nose, "Just make do with it."

"Ziwei's breath is related to the general trend of the world. If the Ye family's dynasty is gone, then the world should be in chaos now." Amiya said sternly.

The feudal lords have separated their regimes, and the wars have been raging for years. It is indeed chaotic.

"I don't know when the next person with Ziwei's great luck will come out," Ye Huai sighed, "Ordinary people have suffered a lot in the past few decades."

"The unicorn will come out when it's dead," Amiya touched the tree behind, worried, "It... probably won't be able to hold on any longer."

As if echoing her words, a gust of wind blew over, and the leaves on the canopy made a crackling sound, and a few golden yellow dead leaves fluttered with the wind, like golden butterflies.

Giving birth to a unicorn consumes a huge amount of energy, and it will only choose to give birth to a baby unicorn when it has a premonition that the end of its life is approaching.

Kirin does not distinguish between male and female. Its conception is inspired by the way of heaven, so it is closely related to the general trend of crape myrtle in the world.

"By the way," Ye Huai asked Amiya, "When did the living corpses appear here?"

"Ten years ago?" Amiya asked uncertainly, "Anyway, I was still young at that time, and at first I rescued a few people who were chased and killed by bad guys and fled into the rainforest, but I didn't expect that they were actually a gang They also wanted those fragments, but the leader was too busy taking care of Qilin’s child at that time, so they didn’t have time to pay attention to them, so they thought it was the leader who refused to give it to them, so they cooperated with each other inside and out, trying to grab the people in the church forcibly Forced the leader to submit, but was later killed by the leader. At that time, everyone thought it was like this, but who knew that a living corpse appeared later."

More than ten years ago, Ye Huai calculated the time, and this time point happened to be just after the time when Situ Dongsheng was thinking about finding those lost secret books that were sealed in the Shura realm, and it was also the time when Mr. Feng had already taken action.

Those evil cultivators are also Mr. Feng?

They tried to snatch the fragments but failed, so they poisoned the church?

"Has anyone come here again after the appearance of the living corpse?" Ye Huai asked, "Apart from animals, have people become living corpses?"

Since it is poisoning, there must be a detoxification method, and then use this detoxification method to threaten to get the fragments, which is the practice of ordinary evil cultivators.

Unexpectedly, Amiya shook her head: "Only animals have become living corpses, and besides you, no outsiders have come in these years. Even if there are outsiders, they have strayed to the edge by mistake and will not ask to enter the stockade."

So at the beginning Mulla was very wary of them, because no one came for so many years, suddenly a group of people offered to help solve the problem of living corpses, and the request was the same as those evil cultivators, which seemed suspicious.

If it wasn't for the luck of the crape myrtle on Ye Huai's body to be favored by the Qilin, then it really needs to be explained carefully.

but……

Poisoned, but no follow-up action.

First of all, excluding these people is really giving up. After all, the matter of Miracle Doctor Valley and Fangyuanmen is just recently, which shows that this group of people has not given up on getting the Tiangang Bowl fragments.

But there was no next move at the Posuo God Sect, which really made Ye Huai think that they were planning something big, right?

"Is there anything special about the gray mouse you caught earlier?"

A look of disappointment appeared on Amiya's face: "I thought it might be a disease spread by ground chinchillas, because they are the most widely distributed small animals in Yulin. Aggressive voices are the most difficult to catch. There were a few times before that the disease was transmitted from them, so I thought it was the same this time. But the one you caught, the leader said it had nothing to do with it, and now I have no clue. "

Rats are the most likely to spread diseases and the least noticeable, because they are small, nocturnal, and nest underground, and their harmless appearance is easily overlooked.

Seeing the little girl's worried expression, Ye Huai gently handed back the snoring fur ball in his arms, and then stood up.

Amiya took Xiaobai gently, raised her head and asked Ye Huai, "What are you doing?"

"Look for clues," Ye Huai stretched, wondering if the aura around Qilin and the aura of crape myrtle on him had some effect, which relieved his depressed mood just now, "Don't worry, we have a lot of people here. Powerful medical and sword cultivators will definitely find the source of the problem!"

You have to eat food one bite at a time, and you have to solve things one by one.

Since there is no clue about Duan Songyang's matter, let's settle the matter of Posuo God Sect first.

This made Amiya a little happy, and she said seriously: "The Qilin blesses you."

Ye Huai with Amiya's "Kirin Blessing" began to investigate in the stockade. The people in the stockade were wary of outsiders, but fortunately, Ye Huai's crape myrtle luck made the unicorn cubs very friendly to him, and the leader gave This allowed Ye Huai to be unimpeded in the village.

After an afternoon of visits, Ye Huai didn't collect much information, almost as much as Amiya knew.After the evil cultivator was killed, the living corpses began to appear. Before the corpses of the animals turned into living corpses, their actions would gradually become sluggish and dull, and then they would not be able to control themselves. The disciples in the village called it "curse", which was the evil cultivator's grievance. The soul is at work.

Ye Huai naturally didn't believe this kind of statement, because if there were really resentful souls demanding their lives in this world, the ones who died first should be those harmful evil cultivators.

But everyone in the village said so, so Ye Huai could only nod his head to show that he remembered.

As the sun sets, the divided red sky can be seen through the canopy covering the entire village, and the smoke rises. Ye Huai, who has been bigu for many years, smells the aroma of rice that he smelt when he was a child deep in his memory.

Standing in front of a wooden door, this was the last house visited today. Now the wooden door was ajar. Just as he was about to knock on the door lightly from the outside, he heard a familiar voice inside saying: "Thank you, old man."

It's Duan Songyang.

Ye Huai's hand stopped, Duan Songyang woke up?

"It will take a while." An old voice said, "The Taoist priest can sit next to him and wait for a while."

What will take a while?

Ye Huai couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, pushed open the half-covered door, and whispered: "Duan Songyang?"

The old woman in the room lit the oil lamp, Duan Songyang stood in the warm yellow light and turned around, his eyebrows were soft, and he smiled at Ye Huai: "A Huai."

It seems he has reverted to that gentle personality.

Ye Huai hated this personality the most before, but seeing him now, he was somehow relieved.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of seeing the disgusting emotion towards him in the eyes of that cold personality Duan Songyang, he thought.

But in the past days, did that personality show such emotions to him?

Ye Huai denied it.

That personality will not show any disgusting emotions, that personality will only look at Ye Huai with a kind of eyes that are always flat and without any emotion when Ye Huai vainly tries to argue with him, as if looking at a vexatious child.

When the old lady saw Ye Huai, she called him in and wanted to move a small stool for him. Ye Huai hurried forward and said, "Old man, I'll come."

Then the old woman waved her hand and continued to stand at the window.

Ye Huai sat next to Duan Songyang, and asked in a low voice, "How...how do you feel now?"

Duan Songyang smiled: "Fang Yi said that it is temporarily stable."

Duan Songyang of this personality accepts the existence of other personalities, and is very happy that he can stay as a stable personality.

"Then you..." Ye Huai looked at the old woman, who was staring at a flowerpot in her hand, and there was a bamboo-like thing in the flowerpot that looked like a spiritual plant, "Are you here?" do what?"

"Okay." The old woman said suddenly, she stretched out her hand to the spiritual plant, and pulled it up vigorously, suddenly something flashed past the bottom of the spiritual plant, and the emerald green bamboo-like spiritual plant was immediately covered. After a layer of golden light, it disappeared, and the "bamboo" was much brighter than before.

The old woman handed the things to Duan Songyang, and Duan Songyang took out a high-grade spirit stone and handed it to the old woman, saying thank you.

The old woman put away the precious stones, and Ye Huai took the spiritual plant to examine it carefully. Unlike bamboo, this spiritual plant is solid, and the green skin on its surface is mixed with golden silk-like things.

"Golden thread bamboo, a spiritual plant of gold and wood attributes," Duan Songyang said warmly, "Gold and wood are mutually restraining, but they can together form a spiritual plant that blends harmoniously on it."

Ye Huai was startled, he looked at Duan Songyang, and Duan Songyang also looked at him tenderly, it was obviously a dim light, but Ye Huai seemed to see stars in his amber eyes.

"Do you like it?" Duan Songyang asked softly.

The author says:

Thanks to the little angel of "Lonely Wine Qinghuan" for the nutrient solution! !Thanks!