Chinese Jin Feng stayed at the door of the main hall, and his eyes looked at a three-legged stone round tripod standing quietly on the blue bricks.

Squinted his eyes and looked at it for a few seconds, and couldn't help but reach out and put his hand on Yuanding's ear and wipe it gently. The ears covered with dirt and dust revealed their true colors, and Jin Feng couldn't help but change color.

This round tripod with ears and feet is three feet high, the caliber is more than one foot, the straight belly is slightly bulging, the ears are erect, and the lower three tripod feet are slightly skimmed and then bent upright.

Jin Feng was a little puzzled, squatted next to the three-legged ding, poked out his index finger and gouged back and forth on the ding's body a few times, picked out a few hard mud blocks and looked at them, sniffed them in front of his nostrils a few times, and suddenly his complexion changed sharply.

The pupils received the tightest, and the thumb flipped and snapped out the needle to dial it. At this time, suddenly He Qingxin's hurried and frightened shouts came from inside the Taoist temple.

Jin Feng's face turned pale, and he took a step and flew into the Taoist temple, and when he passed through the main hall, his eyes suddenly opened up. I saw that behind the main hall was a large flat land, with an area of three or four acres, on the left was a row of crumbling earthen houses, and on the right was a straight cliff more than 300 meters deep.

In front of the earthen house on the left, all kinds of gifts and gifts brought by He Qingxin were scattered all over the ground, and he was holding a thin old Taoist priest in his arms.

He Qingxin couldn't stop shouting Uncle Shi in his mouth, and one hand tightly held the old Taoist's thin ankle like a bamboo pole.

The old man's foot was swollen as much as a volleyball.

"Master Jin, save my uncle, save my uncle......" Jin Feng hurriedly approached and glanced at the old Taoist, his beard was white, his face was thin and empty, his eyes were deep-set, his face was blue and purple, and his anger was like a gossamer.

Jin Feng changed color slightly, squatted down, and raised the old Taoist's left foot. I saw that my left foot was black and shiny, almost deformed, and with a slight pinch, the black lump suddenly flashed red and white.

After carefully touching the globular black lump sarcoma, Jin Feng didn't find the wound, which made Jin Feng a little shocked.

The thumb of his right hand poked into the nostril of the old Taoist priest, calmly comforted He Qingxin, and with his left hand, he picked up the meteorite needle that had already popped off and stabbed it according to the black lump sarcoma.

A stream of black liquid shot out like a fountain and hit the ground. In an instant, a thick smell filled Jin Feng's nostrils and spread.

Smelling this peculiar smell, Jin Feng couldn't help but be moved, and suddenly screamed in his heart. Hurriedly pulled out the deerskin gloves from the bag, and pressed the wound before he had time to put them on.

As soon as the liquid came out, the old Taoist's body of less than fifty catties of bamboo pole involuntarily shook twice, his head tilted, and he lost his breath.

This frightened He Qingxin miserably, hugging his uncle's body and crying loudly. The black liquid was clogged back, and the old Taoist's black lump sarcoma became extremely shiny.

The black liquid can be faintly seen tumbling and swimming on the epidermis, and it seems that it is about to explode in the next second.

Jin Feng knew this situation too well. Once the sarcoma bursts, the old Taoist priest will be killed immediately.

Jin Feng definitely won't let that happen. This kind of sarcoma is not made by ordinary things. A once-in-a-lifetime goodie!

"Steady!"

"Don't cry!" He Qingxin shouted in a deep voice, withdrew his right hand, and quickly opened the bag and took out a square alloy box.

The box was opened, and inside was a small insulated box with a compartment. When I opened the box again, there was a small box the size of a cigarette box.

When the double-layered and insulated box was opened, the innermost box turned out to be a lump of ice. He Qingxin, who was wailing incessantly next to him, saw that the ice cube was also slightly discolored at first glance.

Can this ice cube be kept for so long? Jin Feng slammed the ice cube on the ground with his hand. The ice cube the size of the cigarette box was shattered into several petals, and a white petal the size of a fingernail caught He Qingxin's eyes.

The petals were as white as ice and snow, almost completely transparent, sparkling and delicate. After leaving the ice, the petals changed color in just two seconds.

From pure white to yellowing in an instant, this impossible scene suddenly made He Qingxin's eyes widen.

What kind of flower is this? In the moment when the petals were yellowing, Jin Feng had already pasted this half of the petal to the needle eye of the old Taoist priest's big sarcoma.

Suddenly, the bones of the old Taoist priest's body spontaneously made a sound like a bamboo knot.

"Hold it down!"

"Don't let him move. Jin Feng snorted coldly and pressed the petals tightly. He Qingxin should have hugged his uncle tightly.

Suddenly, He Qingxin gasped, and the whole person was stunned. I saw that my uncle's black sarcoma was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than half a minute, the swollen volleyball-like sarcoma completely dissipated, and Uncle Shi's foot miraculously returned to its original state.

When had He Qingxin ever seen such a strange thing, staring at the half petal deadly, the monstrous waves set off in his heart were enough to break himself into pieces.

Where did the concentrated water of such a large sarcoma go? It can't all be absorbed by the petals, right? At this moment, Jin Feng tore open the black petals, and the petals suddenly changed.

It turns from black to yellow, and suddenly turns into dead leaves. He Qingxin was about to open his mouth to ask, but Jin Feng shouted coldly

"Don't move. ”

"Die, don't move. He Qingxin's heart suddenly chuckled, and he didn't understand the meaning of Jin Feng's words at all.

Looking at Jin Feng's never-before-seen eye-speed expression, He Qingxin gritted his teeth and hummed heavily, hugging his uncle tighter.

At this time, Jin Feng took out a thin silk thread like a string from his bag, tied one end to the meteorite needle, and then interspersed the petals on the other end of the meteorite needle.

followed Jin Feng to get up, grabbed He Qingxin by the back collar and pulled him out two meters away, and put one foot on the old Taoist's head.

He Qingxin has no master of the six gods, and he doesn't know what Jin Feng means at all. Jin Feng raised his finger and pointed at He Qingxin, and then pointed to the ground.

His eyes were full of eyes, and he gritted his teeth and silently called out these two words from between his teeth.

"Don't move-" He Qingxin was at a loss, worried about the safety of his uncle, but according to Jin Feng's instructions, he lay on the ground, holding his head tightly with both hands.

His eyes were staring at Jin Feng's every move without blinking. If his uncle has any three strengths and two shortcomings, he will die with Jin Feng even if he fights for his life, and at this moment, Jin Feng firmly wrapped the strings and threads between his middle fingers and tied a dead knot.

The other end of the needle was covered with petals, and once again attached to the wound on the old Taoist's little foot. After doing all this, Jin Feng quieted down, lying quietly on the ground, and after glancing at He Qingxin, Jin Feng didn't breathe anymore.

Seeing this, He Qingxin quickly held his breath and slowly lowered his heartbeat to the minimum. Breathing is also turned to a minimum.

Time passed minute by minute, and the noon sun shone mercilessly, but I didn't feel half a minute of warmth.

The autumn wind blows, with wisps of cold, which makes people goosebumps. At this moment, Jin Feng's eyes turned to the direction of three o'clock.

He Qingxin's eyes were just seeing Jin Feng's movements, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, that place was the dormitory of his master and uncle.

This row of houses carries too many memories of his childhood. Suddenly, a light and shadow flashed. A crisp frog cry shook the heavens and the earth.

He Qingxin's eyes were stunned all of a sudden. I saw that from the high threshold of the earthen house, a strange white thing jumped on it, and stood still.

It was a creature the size of a small fist. The creature looked like a toad.

But the toad's whole body was white, even the bumps and patterns on its body and its limbs were all white. The most unusual thing is that both eyes of this white toad are also pure white.

This stunned He Qingxin, and his head exploded instantly. Buzzing.

"White Toad!"

"Rare Treasures!"

"Oh my God! Rare !!" He Qingxin is also a native who has lived in Shennongjia for more than 20 years before going out, so he naturally heard Master and Uncle talk about how precious this white toad is.

When he was eight years old, he personally saw a group of people arresting white toads in the dragon frame. Those people will never forget it to this day.

They claimed to be from the geological team, and they entered the Shenlong Frame here to find ore that was in short supply in the country. At that time, the large army of the geological team lived in the Taoist temple, and every day they went out to drive the mountain to shoot cannons, and the Shenlong frame was blown up with a bang.

Every evening, when the geological team comes back, there will be a special person with the 'game' hunted by the geological team.

Most of the 'game' is made up of animals. White mountain turtles, white double-headed snakes, white geese, white wild ducks and white fish.

And it's all living creatures. There are also lotus flowers more than a meter high, camellias as big as umbrella lids, and azaleas the size of palms.

These plants and animals have been asked for by the uncles and aunts of the geological team, but they have always been politely refused.

Master and Uncle quietly told themselves that what they had caught was not game or flowers at all, but live treasures.

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