Chapter Seventy-Six: Leaving Ghost Ridge
Lin Banxia saw a tall figure, as if he was carrying something, against the light, walked over step by step, and asked in a somewhat tense voice, "Is it Du Li?" ā
"We're back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Du Li was a little surprised, why was Lin Banxia standing upright by Du Heng's side, but he still replied very happily.
As soon as Du Li spoke, Lin Banxia's tense body went weak and collapsed on the ground.
Du Li took a closer look, and there were people lying on the ground scattered everywhere, including Ah Chang and the people he brought.
He put the smell on the ground, and he also sat on the ground, before he asked Lin Banxia, "What's wrong?" What happened? "It's like I know what's going to happen.
Lin Banxia said weakly, "In the middle of the night, the gray fog is thick and depressing," glancing at the Huns on the ground, "They said they wanted to leave here and take us away, but we didn't agree," paused, "We fought with them, Ah Chang knocked them unconscious, and a few others ran away." ā
"Where did they go?" Du Li asked with a solemn expression.
Lin Banxia struggled to stand up, pointed in the direction, and said uncertainly: "Maybe they are dead, I heard a sharp scream." ā
Du Li looked in the direction that Lin Banxia was pointing, and the gray mist was thick and thick, and he couldn't see it. Going in like this, it's like going and going back.
Lin Banxia only saw the smell that Du Li had just put down at this time, he almost jumped up, quickly came to the side of the smell, and asked incoherently, "Master, what's wrong?" Why is there blood all over the body? Where did it hurt? ā
In Lin Banxia's heart, she had actually tacitly acquiesced that Du Heng was her master, and Du Heng's master was his ancestor, and the person who was originally like a god-like would lie on the ground covered in blood, except for some faint breathing, indicating that he was alive, there was no other sign.
Immediately, Lin Banxia's eyes were attracted by the flower she was holding tightly in her hand, although she was incomplete, but white and transparent, pure and natural, and there was some faint fragrance, which made people feel comfortable, he pointed to the flower and asked, "This is the Netherworld Grass?" ā
Du Li raised his eyebrows and nodded in response. In fact, he was a little selfish, and wanted to see if Lin Banxia's reaction would be the same as himself, wanting to win this flower and use it for his own use.
Lin Banxia's mind was attracted by the Nether Grass, and he asked in his mouth, "It's obviously a flower?" Why does it have to be called grass? It's so beautiful and moving, how do you name it Netherworld? The land of Yellow Springs, that's where ghosts go. It should stay in the sky, and the place where the gods live is where it should stay. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take the Netherworld Grass from his hand, but he stroked the Netherworld Grass lightly, only to feel that it was cold and abnormal, and he was about to take it out.
But he didn't want to smell a cough at this time, spit out a mouthful of blood, and woke up Lin Banxia who seemed to be in a dream.
Lin Banxia's hand shook, leaving the cold plant, his head returned to normal, looked at his hand, and asked himself, "What happened to me just now?" "Why would I want to take good care of this Nether Grass? It's like taking care of a beautiful woman. How could I want to take it into my arms and take it for myself, this is obviously obtained by the ancestor after a lot of hardships and blood all over his body.
Suddenly, Du Li said yesterday in his head, 'This is a demon flower!' At that time, he was still thinking about how Du Li could say this, demons and monsters, that is what the author made up in the novel, and he secretly mocked Du Li in his heart, obviously he has a strong figure, but he is worthy of a woman's heart. Now that I think about it, I have seen too little and thought too little.
He looked at Du Li, his eyes were wrong, and he said firmly: "This is the demon flower!" ā
Du Li grinned, but seemed to know why Du Heng would take this childish boy as an apprentice.
Du Li didn't answer Lin Banxia, but said, "Wake them all up!" It's dawn, and we're going to have to get out at this time! ā
Du Li walked to Du Heng's side, staring at her flower-like face, always feeling that she had a good face, but let him neglect it again and again, he may indeed know Du Heng once.
"Ah Heng, wake up!" Du Li shook Du Heng carefully, with a pity that he didn't even notice, "Ah Heng, we're on our way, I'm bringing your master back!" ā
Du Heng slept very peacefully, his father and mother were by his side, the sixth brother was carrying the articles he learned in the school in front of the table, his mother was fanning her, his father was teaching her to write, outside the house was a pool of spring water, full of spring, a breeze was blowing, she seemed to hear someone calling her, 'Ah Heng, Ah Heng...
Suddenly, Du Heng opened her eyes, her eyes were distracted, and after a while, she saw the big hand swaying in front of her, and her thoughts returned.
She sat up abruptly and shouted, "Duli! What about my master? ā
Du Li's hand was behind Du Heng, "Where is your master!" I brought him back. ā
Du Heng immediately climbed to sniff his body, and when he saw the smell of blood all over his body, he couldn't help but tears rolling down.
Du Heng looked at the smell of being half asleep, a little distressed, Du Li's body had no traces of injury, so the blood on his body was all his own. She raised her hand, trembling slightly, trying to wipe the blood off Du Li's face. When she saw the Nethergrass she was holding in her hand, she pointed to the flower and asked Du Li, "This is the Nethergrass Grass?" Looks so ugly? Except that it is transparent and white, there is nothing else special about it, which can really make the dead flesh and bones? ā
Du Li was surprised when he heard this, Du Heng didn't seem to be affected by it at all, and still nodded.
"That's just for the master!" Du Heng wanted to smell that he was seriously injured, since the Netherworld Grass could even save the dead, then the master should be fine if he ate it.
Du Li smiled when he heard this, "Your master should have eaten it himself." ā
Only then did Du Heng notice that the flower was incomplete, it had lost several petals, and now it was also a little wilted. She was a little uneasy, so she took out the Netherworld Grass from Smell's hand, picked two more petals, and fed them to Smell's mouth.
Du Heng took out the cloth bag he was carrying, took out a wooden box from it, and put the broken Netherworld Grass with only two or three petals left into the box, if it wasn't for the master's life, she really wanted to throw it away.
Lin Banxia saw it clearly on the side, and asked in surprise: "Ah Heng, don't you think this demon flower will be demagogic?" ā
Du Heng listened to Lin Banxia's words, and shook the wooden box in his hand, "Can this broken flower still deceive people's hearts?!" How did it bewitch you? ā
When Lin Banxia heard this, he blushed and didn't answer.
Du Li was also very puzzled, but time waits for no one, so they have to take advantage of this dawn to leave here quickly.
After waking up the fallen man, the crowd immediately left the place.