Kun Yu seemed to be stunned by Gu Yaopan's words, but then nodded, with a look of openness on his face, as if he knew that if he continued to hide it, he really couldn't find any help.

I saw that his cuffs shook slightly, and a small insect with wings on its back crawled out, which looked like a bee, with a pair of compound eyes the size of black sesame seeds, but there was a pair of sharp pliers on the mouth, and the tail was with a long needle as long as its entire body.

Tao Mengchu looked at this insect that was only the size of his knuckle vigilantly, Miao Jiang's Gu poison was famous, so he couldn't help but be a little careful.

Gu Yaopan just looked at the little insect, reached out and gently touched the small viscer and took it back, so fast that Tao Mengchu didn't have time to stop it.

"It doesn't look like it's in good spirits. ”

Seeing the little bug's sluggish reaction, Gu Yaopan's eyes looked at Kunyu.

"Yes, all the Gu worms in the village have become like this. Kunyu's face was not good-looking.

For as long as he could remember, this Golden Bee Gu had been following him, where had this kind of situation occurred in the past when he was touched and still motionless? Now like this, it was simply like being stupid, where was there half a point of agility and ferocity that a Gu worm should have.

Gu Yaopan was silent, just watched Kun Yu retract the slow little insect into her sleeve again, some light flashed in her eyes, and her hand couldn't help but caress the string on her wrist. How the Demon Queen is sacrificed is the secret of the demon race, no one knows, but it is always inseparable from the sacrifice of living beings.

Could it be you? Gu Yan?

Tao Mengchu looked at Gu Yaopan silently, turned to Kun Yu and said, "Where is your stockade?"

He understood Gu Yaopan's eagerness to find Xiao Ni, but some things could not be regarded as not encountered, not to mention that this was a place where Rong Wengui specially asked them to go to support.

"Lei Gong Mountain. Kun Yu looked at Tao Mengchu and said.

Leigong Mountain is the holy mountain of Miao nationality, located in Leishan County, foggy all year round, and there are countless Miao villages. When Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan followed Kunyu's footsteps all the way into the mountain, they enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the fog-locked Miao Village, the mountains full of red leaves, and the terraced rice fields.

If it weren't for Kunyu's mood was really not good, and there wasn't much interest in introducing along the way, the two of them really seemed to be traveling this time.

Kunyu is located in the Miao village is located at the highest point of Lei Gong Mountain, standing at the entrance of the village to look back, on the other side of the mountainside half of the mountain a Miao village is dotted between the layers of terraces, submerged by a golden rice field, the dark roof tiles and the wall of the village look very conspicuous, from time to time, there are some Miao people wearing all kinds of tie-dye pattern coats in and out of it, a group of original life picture.

"Two of you, this way, please. ”

Kunyu waved his hand at the stone road in front of him and walked ahead.

Compared with the vivid picture scroll of smoke curling in the middle of the mountain, the Miao village in front of him inexplicably exudes a lifeless twilight, and even the villagers who occasionally pass by have some gray and depressed faces, which makes Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan, who are following behind Kunyu, can't help but raise their vigilance.

Kun Yu only nodded hastily at the respectful behavior of the villagers who turned sideways to give way, and then impatiently led Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan towards an adobe house that looked very simple on the outside at the top of the village.

"Witch Father! Kunyu stood outside the room and shouted loudly.

It is a very ordinary adobe house, with three large houses connected to each other, and a half-man-high earthen wall on the periphery symbolically encloses the courtyard. In fact, people from outside can see the gate at a glance. At this time, there is a four-layer bamboo plaque made of bamboo in the yard, which is covered with dried plants, and there is an indescribable smell of medicine, and the strings of red and bright dried chili peppers under the eaves and the dried golden corn are hanging out of the golden wall in the gray background of this house.

Hearing Kun Yu's shout outside, the door panel of one of the three big rooms was half opened, and a half-sized man with a pigtail poked his head out, looked out of the house vigilantly, and waited until he saw Kun Yu clearly, and then walked out quietly and opened the courtyard door.

"Father rested in the back room. "The half-sized child's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had been injured, and it sounded like a coarse sandpaper grinding, dry and harsh.

"This is Ah Miao next to the witch father, who has been practicing with the witch father, and will inherit the mantle of the witch father in the future. Kun Yu introduced to Tao Mengchu and the others, and then turned his head to Ah Miao and said:

"Ah Miao, this is a guest invited from outside the mountain, this is Mr. Tao, this is Miss Gu, I will take them in to see the witch father, you pour two bowls of water for the guests. ”

As if he understood what Kunyu meant, Ah Miao swept around Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan twice with vigilant and suspicious eyes, didn't say anything, and turned around and went to the side room.

"Let's go. Kunyu walked in first, knocked lightly on the door three times, and heard a suppressed cough from inside, so he pushed the door and walked in.

The room was a little dark, and the windows of the big house were not glass, and the straw lattice window was propped up by a bamboo branch, so that the light that came in was limited. In the middle of the living room, there was a small fire pit, around which were placed several cushions made of unknown fabric, and on the main seat sat an old man who was leaning over his body and wrapped his head in dark blue, and when he saw the three people coming in, he waved his hand and motioned for the three to sit down and talk.

In the late autumn in the mountains, the humidity was heavy, and the fire was lit early in the fire pond, but it was not burning, and the old man did not look at the three of them, so he lifted the felt blanket wrapped around his body and added a dead branch to the fire pond.

"Witch Father, these two are friends I invited from outside the mountain. Kunyu's expression was serious, with respect and a bit of subtle flattery, as if he was expecting to see the old man's approval.

Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan sat down cross-legged, quietly looking at the old man in front of them, and when they heard Kunyu's introduction, the old man's drooping eyelids lifted, and in the dim eyes that narrowed into a slit, there was a flash of light. Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan smiled politely at each other, looked at each other and didn't speak.

The old witch father didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard Kun Yu's words at all, and glanced at the two of them before retracting his gaze.

Ah Miao walked in with a tea tray and served a steaming cup of tea to the four of them, so clean that it seemed to have some transparent fine white porcelain tea cups, which were half the size of Gu Yaopan's palms, and they were just right in the palm of their hands.

Tao Mengchu and Gu Yaopan politely took the teacup, held it in their hands and took a sip politely, slightly relieved.

There was a brief silence in the room, and Ah Miao took the tea and retreated lightly, leaving only four people sitting by the fire.