I saw the clay figure pinching his fingers and jumping like crazy, the blood on his fingers had coagulated and did not flow out, and the shape of the wound was still there.

"Is it only old scars that can be erased?" the group guessed and looked at each other.

"Who still has scars?"

"Me!" Shi Ziying remembered that when she and Shi Yingjun went to climb Broken Mountain when she was a child, she fell down, and there was a small scar the size of a fingernail shell on her ankle.

Shi Ziying took off her shoes and put her ankle in the water of Fengchi, and after a while, the scar was still there.

Shi Ziying felt that maybe she didn't have enough time in the water, so she put her foot in the Fengchi water again, and after a while, the scar on her foot still didn't disappear.

"Hey, ugly monster, what the hell do you say is going on with the water in this pool?" Shi Ziying turned around angrily, accidentally slipped and fell into the phoenix pool, she struggled desperately, and slapped the water in the pool into a splash.

Shi Yingjun jumped down and rescued Shi Zi Hotaru.

Shi Ziying spit out the water she had eaten, and said, "Cousin, I knew that you would definitely go down to save me!"

"I can't help it. ”

Shi Ziying looked at the soaked clothes, and then looked at the scar on her ankle, but it still did not subside, and she sat on the ground angrily and refused to get up.

"Hey, ugly monster, you come over to me, why is my scar still there?" Shi Ziying glared at the clay man angrily.

The clay figure raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, indicating that he didn't know why, even his own scars were still there, how could he know why her scars were not there.

Everyone also became a mystery about the instant disappearance of this scar.

The clay figure walked to the rock tablet engraved with the word Fengchi, put it on it with his hand and twisted the rock tablet with spiritual power, and suddenly another passage appeared.

"Wow, I didn't expect this blood gathering mountain to have such a secret passage. "Everyone has a new perspective on this mountain of blood that is unremarkable from the outside because of the cliffs when they first walked in.

After walking through the secret passage, the clay man used his spiritual power to block the secret passage, and followed the clay man out of the secret passage, which was a back garden, planted with tamarind all over the garden, and a small attic.

The clay figure plucked some tamarind from the tree in the garden and gave it to Lang Shixun with a smile.

"How do I feel that this clay figure likes Brother Sehoon very much. Ruth seems to have noticed that the clay figurines always smile at Lang Se-hoon and are very friendly.

"Miss Russ, you seem to have a little bit when you say that. After listening to Russ's words, everyone suddenly felt that the clay figurines seemed to be very friendly to Lang Shixun, a little different from others.

"Maybe it's because Shixun saved him from Fengchi just now!"

"But how do I feel that the clay man has been particularly friendly to Brother Lang from the beginning?" the attentive Ru Qing also noticed everything Ru Si had noticed.

"Could it be that the two of them know each other?" while everyone was talking, the tamarind that the clay figure had just picked up in his hand was scattered all over the ground.

"Hey, ugly monster, do you know Brother Shixun?" Shi Ziying said with some suspicion when he saw that the tamarind in the clay man's hand suddenly scattered.

The clay figure shook his head desperately, unable to speak, and shook his head to indicate that he didn't know him at all.

"Ziying, don't keep scaring the clay people, we really don't know each other!" Lang Shixun recalled in his mind that he really didn't know this person.

"Hmph, ugly bastard, even Brother Shixun is helping you speak. Although Shi Ziying was unhappy, she still put a tamarind in her mouth and ate it.

"Let's live in this small attic tonight! It seems that this fox king who gathers blood in the mountains is still a sensible person, and you can see the sky full of stars above the attic. There are so many spiritual fires in the back garden!"

The spiritual fire waving its wings, glowing with transparent light, is colorful, romantic and warm under the stars of the night. They spread out and stayed on the tamarind tree, and the large tamarind appeared more round and full under the light of the spiritual fire.

"Wow, that's beautiful!" Butterfly stood in the corridor on the second floor, watching the beautiful night view.

Ru Qing and Ru Si also stood in the attic corridor, and the Xia girl standing under the tree looked up at them, as beautiful as the fairy who came out of the painting.

Wake up in the hazy morning light, the blood gathers in the morning fog, and the shape of the mountain is not visible from a distance.

The clay figure took a wooden jar made of a tamarind tree, followed by the morning dew dripping from the tamarind tree, and carefully put it into the wooden jar.

"You want to make tea for us to drink?" the butterfly could tell at a glance that the clay figure had gathered the morning dew to make morning tea for them to drink.

The clay figure smiled and looked at the butterfly and nodded, continuing to follow the morning dew.

"Hey, ugly monster, open the rock of the secret passage, I'm going to wash in the phoenix pool. Shi Ziying had also gotten up at this time, stretched out her hands and stretched her waist, yawned, rubbed her eyes, and was drowsy.

The clay figure blocked Shi Ziying, preventing Shi Ziying from going out of the secret passage to Fengchi to wash his face.

"Ugly bastard, you get out of the way for me, my Shi Ziying's habit is to wash up first after getting up every morning. As he spoke, he shoved the clay figurine against the wall.

"Zi Ying, this place can't be compared with your own house. Shi Yingjun saw that the temper of this rude and willful Miss Shi Ziying's daughter came again, and stepped forward to persuade him.

"Cousin, I don't care, I just have to wash my face when I get up in the morning. Shi Ziying pulled the sleeve of Quartz's handsome coat and cried coquettishly.

"Excuse me, please open the rock of this passage. "Shi Yingjun really can't do anything about this Shi Ziying's temper, if she doesn't agree to go to Fengchi to wash, it is estimated that she will be noisy all day.

The clay figure looked at it and seemed to understand Quartz's dilemma. And raised his hand to use spiritual power to open the rock of the secret passage, and the hand he just raised put it down again, and then the clay man seemed to notice something.

"Hey, ugly bastard, you should hurry up and open the secret passage!" Shi Zi Hotaru roared at the clay man willfully.

The clay figure seemed to be listening carefully, and Quartz Jun also seemed to hear something, so he raised his hand to cover Shi Ziying's mouth.

"Shhhh and hinted that Shi Zi Hotaru should stop talking.

"Clay man, clay man, come and heat the water of Fengchi. A voice came from the direction of Fengchi.

The clay figure turned around and changed back to its original appearance, and put a finger to his lips to make a gesture of "shhhh

Everyone understood the meaning of the clay figurines, so they quietly leaned their ears on the rocks and quietly listened to what the people by the Fengchi were saying.

"Clay man, why are you so slow today, let you heat the water of Fengchi. "A man in a gorgeous shirt who looks like a mighty soldier standing by the phoenix pond.

Could this man be the fox king of the Blood Fox Clan? Everyone kept guessing in their hearts.

The clay figure used his spiritual power to wave his hand, and the turquoise phoenix pond water instantly turned into a steaming hot spring.

"Clay man, you go to the back mountain to pick some tamarind for me to eat. The man summoned the clay man to the back mountain to pick tamarind.

The clay figure turned around and went to the back garden in the mountains to pick some tamarind, and the clay figure suddenly stopped holding the tamarind.

"Clay figurin, what's wrong with you?" everyone wondered, why the clay figurine didn't send the tamarind over after picking it, but stood here, as if something had happened.