"Hey. Feed. Yuwen Ling? Fang Yuehan patted Yuwen Ling's face, Yu Wen Ling had already been exhausted from a night of high-intensity activities, and now after a little rest, Yu Wen Ling had already fallen asleep. Fang Yuehan looked at his phone, there was still half an hour before the teacher had to count the number of people, how could he drag Yuwen Ling back within half an hour.

"Yuwen Ling! Wake up! Fang Yuehan was slightly angry, and the strength in his hand was even greater, pinching Yuwen Ling's face hard, but no matter how Fang Yuehan moved Yuwen Ling, Yuwen Ling didn't move.

Fang Yuehan stroked his forehead, a feeling of dizziness hit, Fang Yuehan's body gradually became unstable, squatting on the ground, closing his eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

"Oh. Poison Sutra. An older woman walked out of the cabin, reached out and dug it out of Yu Wenling's arms, and a completely yellowed thread-like book appeared in her hand, she looked at it roughly, nodded, and turned to leave.

"Click."

The pistol was loaded and pointed at the woman's head.

"What, fake your death?" Yuwen Ling asked with a smile.

The old woman also smiled, turned around, and let Yu Wenling's gun point at her head, and was not afraid, "What? False halo? ”

Yu Wenling hooked his lips, "I have long felt that something is wrong." There is not much precipitation in the mountain, but here is a leeward slope, these thousands of chrysanthemums if no one takes care of the ghost to believe that it can grow so well, when I came in, I smelled a strange smell, that is your poison? It's too far away, compared to Nangong Flowing Water, I just hold my breath and endure it. ”

"Where does the theory of fake death come from?"

Yu Wenling took out his mobile phone, "Let me take a look, the incident that happened in Ascending Tianshan five years ago...... Mudslide? One of the deceased was an elderly woman, and since then, the number of tourists climbing the mountain has gradually decreased, and it was not you who died in the mudslide, right? You just pulled someone to bury it beyond recognition. ”

The old woman nodded in agreement, "Yes, I am Fang Yuehan's grandmother, Jinling." I did cause such an accident five years ago to reduce the number of tourists who climbed the mountain, and you should know the purpose. ”

"Just for the sake of the Poison Sutra?" Yu Wenling thought for a moment and said.

Jin Ling smiled, "Yes." As he spoke, he took out a thread-bound book that was also yellowed from his arms, and the handwriting on it was beyond recognition, and the words "Medicine Sutra" could be vaguely recognized. "As long as I get the Poison Sutra, plus my own Medicinal Sutra, then the poison in the world is my greatest."

Yuwen Ling pulled down the insurance, "I'm sorry, both are mine." ”

Jin Ling smiled: "You can't bear to do it? I'm Fang Yuehan's grandmother, it seems that you and Yuehan should have a good relationship, right? ”

Yuwen Ling sneered: "In her impression, you are already dead!" ”

Yuwen Ling's eyes changed, his right hand suddenly lost its strength, the sky blue butterfly leaned on his shoulder, the tentacles gently touched Yu Wenling's skin, the light green liquid touched Yu Wenling's skin drop by drop, Yuwen Ling's right hand was sore, and the gun fell to the ground in response.

Yuwen Ling retreated instantly, the powdery object splashed out of Jinling's sleeve Yu Wenling knew that it was not a good thing with his lower body, Yuwen Ling avoided the powdery object, and wanted to move his right hand vigorously, and a sense of powerlessness hit him instantly, making people feel as if his right hand did not exist.

Jin Ling touched the bottom of the wooden table, and a dagger appeared in her hand, although Jin Ling is old, but Jin Ling should also be regarded as a master of medicine, and it should not be difficult to make his body active, so don't look at Jin Ling should be seventy or eighty years old now, but his speed of action still wants to be fifty or sixty years old, not fast, but not full.

Yuwen Ling strengthened his left hand twelve times, even if one hand was temporarily invalidated, he didn't feel that he couldn't beat an old woman.

Yuwen Ling thought silently in his heart, the stone fall appeared instantly, Yuwen Ling grabbed the stone fall with one hand, after twelve times the strengthening, it was not impossible to grab the stone fall with one hand, Yuwen Ling threw the stone fall forward, and the terrifying sound of breaking the air made Jin Ling startled, and hurriedly dodged.

"Boom-"

The terrifying sound erupted, the wooden house couldn't withstand the huge impact, and collapsed, and sighed the horror of the weight of this stone sword, and also sighed the horror of Yuwenling's arm strength, and at the same time wondered where such a big sword Yuwenling came from, Jinling held a dagger, and after dodging Yuwenling's attack, he came to Yuwenling in front of him at a trot.

A dagger stabbed at Yu Wenling's head.

Yuwen Ling's eyes were sharp, he turned around suddenly, his body leaned back slightly, his right hand was already facing up, Jin Ling's dagger pierced into Yu Wen Ling's right hand, because his right hand was now almost numb, so Yu Wen Ling didn't feel pain at all, Jin Ling secretly screamed badly, and saw Yu Wen Ling's huge fist smashed towards him.

"Bang-"

Under the twelve-fold strengthened, Yuwen Ling's fist was far from what Jinling's old body could withstand, Jin Ling snorted, blood suddenly spurted out, and the whole person flew out upside down, and if he didn't die, he would be half dead, Yuwen Ling took advantage of the victory to pursue, picked up his gun and stepped forward, holding the gun in his left hand, aiming at Jinling's head.

"Bang bang."

Yuwen Ling fired three shots in a row, and three blood holes appeared on Jin Ling's brain, anyway, five years ago, everyone thought that Jin Ling was dead, and now no one will suspect anything if Yu Wen Ling mends the knife, but it may take a while to recover when she meets Fang Yuehan in the future, after all, Yu Wen Ling knows in her heart that her grandmother was killed by herself.

Yuwen Ling took the Poison Sutra from Jinling's arms, and also took a copy of the Poison Sutra, Yuwen Ling took a cursory look at it, and said that it was probably poison or something, but it should be worse than the Poison Sutra, otherwise the butterfly just now would not be a paralyzing poison, but a lethal poison, Yuwen Ling turned around and fired a shot at the sky blue butterfly, indifferently changed the bullet, and disposed of Jinling's corpse.

Yuwen Ling was about to carry Fang Yuehan back to the Yam Hotel when he suddenly remembered something. Where did Jinling come from?

Yuwen Ling suddenly trembled, but still ruled out the possibility that it was a little scary, there should be something here that you can't see when you come in, Yu Wenling searched carefully, and found a mystery under the wooden table, there is a very small pull rope, Yuwen Ling pulled it gently, quickly moved away, stood aside and watched the movement, one leg of the wooden table suddenly moved to the side, with the wooden floor, a small secret passage appeared in front of Yu Wenling's eyes, Jin Ling should have been drilled out just now when he and Fang Yuehan were admiring the chrysanthemum, this mechanism was very cleverly done, and there was no sound when it was opened.

Yuwenling hesitated for a while, but decided to walk in, the dark passage was very dim, Yuwenling turned on the flashlight function of the mobile phone, there was a smell of medicine here, and the medicine residue all over the ground seemed to be the place where Jinling was refining, but it seemed that the medicine practiced had always been unsatisfactory, Yuwenling arched his nose, the smell here made him very uncomfortable, searched around, and found that there was nothing that interested him, and he didn't know any of the medicinal materials on the table, and it was useless to take them back.

Yu Wenling opened a drawer, and suddenly his eyes lit up, it was actually a book.

Yuwenling identified it under the light of the mobile phone, this book is also "The Book of Medicine" It seems that the Book of Medicine should be divided into two volumes, one is worn by Jinling, and the other is placed in this kind of place, after Yuwenling carefully observed, he found that there are traces of the words "up" and "down" under the two books of Medicine, and eighty percent of them were hung up by Jinling, in order not to let people know that there are two copies of this book.

But since it was discovered by Yuwen Ling, Yu Wen Ling was not polite, and put the book away together, at this time Yu Wen Ling's right hand was also a little better, and he could move slightly, Yu Wen Ling walked out of this small secret room, pulled up the short rope, and the wooden board was quickly closed, Yu Wen Ling strengthened his hand and helped Fang Yuehan up with one hand, and then he found that Fang Yuehan was light and he didn't need to strengthen it at all, but in order to hurry, Yu Wen Ling still decided to strengthen.

Yuwen Ling sighed, I really want to leave this bird place quickly, there is one poison on the mountain, and there is one under the mountain, this is to play with the dead!