Chapter Eighty-Seven: Burning Paintings Gathers Qi and Goes Deep into the Wu Village

"Hmph, a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory."

Qin Yin muttered, and got into the off-road vehicle at the head of the row.

At first, there was a winding mountain road, but at the end of the road, I had to follow the mountain trails on the map, and the bumps seemed to make a mess of my stomach.

Qin Lan and I are both soul bodies, and bumps are nothing to us.

Qin Yin was a lot unlucky, since the car was on the road, she has been vomiting and diarrhea, spending most of her time in the toilet, and slumped on the chair unable to move.

After taking an overdose of motion sickness medicine, she finally fell asleep in a blur.

It was another day and a night of crossing mountains and mountains, and the drivers were down several shifts, and Qin Yin did not eat any rice except for drinking water and taking motion sickness medicine.

Crunch โ€“

The car stopped at the mountain valley, and the middle-aged driver who took the lead got out of the car and saluted Qin Yin, "Chairman, we have arrived at the place you specified." There is a river ahead, and we can't cross it. โ€

"Whew, it's finally here."

Qin Yin got out of the car tremblingly under Qin Lan's support, and not long after leaving, she squatted by the big tree and vomited wildly.

If she continues like this, she will probably vomit all the bile.

Qin Lan took off the pink kettle around his neck, and his immature little face was full of anxiety: "Mom, drink honey water." โ€

"Thank you, good girl."

Qin Yin took it and was about to drink it, but I clasped her arm, "If you drink honey on an empty stomach, you will have stomach pain and diarrhea." โ€

"My daughter gave it, I want you to be nosy!"

I ignored Qin Yin, but grabbed her wrist and chanted a mantra softly:

If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall.

All changes are still stable, and the spirit is calm.

The dirt is not stained, and the vulgar appearance is not stained.

Nothing is mutually beneficial, and difficulty is easy to achieve.

After chanting the Ice Heart Mantra, Qin Yin finally stopped vomiting.

She said "thank you" in a low voice, just took out the compressed biscuit from her pocket and ate it, poured a few sips of honey water, and finally looked better.

I said, "The bad luck on your face has not yet dissipated, so it is better to fix it in place for a day." โ€

"There's no hurry." Qin Yin frowned, and there was anxiety in her tone, "The black hands behind the scenes spread false news to fuel the flames, and countless people flocked to the Emperor's Mausoleum. โ€

"At this rate, the dead people of the Imperial Tomb will soon gather enough bloody qi to open, and we must bring the key back before this!"

As he spoke, Qin Yin took off the simple package and ordered the middle-aged man who took the lead: "In the mountains and forests near Miao Village, there are primitive beasts and poisonous insects, you should return the same way immediately, don't stay for a minute, let alone camp and rest!" โ€

A trace of worry flashed in the middle-aged man's eyebrows, "Chairman, then your safety ......"

"When did it take your turn to worry about my affairs?"

Qin Yin faced his subordinates with a particularly sharp attitude. The middle-aged man's face was hot at him, so he had to lower his head, "I...... Let's go. โ€

Although the attitude is not good, Qin Yin's words are correct.

Compared with fierce beasts, the most terrifying thing in southern Xinjiang is poisonous insects and water and soil adaptation, a day and a night of mountain roads, without any medical conditions to support, it is easy to toss the dead.

Qin Lan and I are soul bodies, not afraid of mosquito bites. Qin Yin is also a master of insect control, but these security personnel are defenseless.

According to Qin Yin's instructions, the convoy placed our necessary supplies in the hidden tree holes, such as tent food, and tied special transmitters to the treetops before leaving.

With these things, even if the mobile phone has no signal, you can send a message as soon as possible and let the team come here to greet you.

After the convoy left, Qin Yin twisted the powder from between his fingers, and with a burst of incantation, two white-fronted tigers with a body length of three meters came out of the forest!

I know that this is a beast controlled by Qin Yin nearby, and it is used as a mount.

The tiger walked up to us, stroked down respectfully, and I stepped on one of them.

When Qin Lan saw this scene, he was stunned at first, muttered a sentence of "big tiger", and suddenly cried.

Qin Yin hurriedly squatted down and coaxed: "Don't be afraid, this is just a big cat, not a tiger." โ€

"Mom, are you stupid for me*, this is clearly a tiger!"

Qin Yin hugged her and sat on the tiger's back, holding Qin Yin's soft wattle and gently stroking the tiger's head, "Look, it doesn't bite, don't believe you touch its fur, like a fluffy rabbit toy?" โ€

I have to say that Qin Yin really has a hand in coaxing children.

Qin Lan liked the rabbit toy the most, and she had the courage to touch the soft hair on the tiger's neck, which stopped crying.

"It's really like."

At this moment, a frightened hare sprang out of the bushes, and was passing by the tiger, and the tiger's wild nature drove it to bite the hare's head.

The plasma burst out, and the hare twitched its legs, crunching and chewing twice, leaving only a few hairs.

There was silence for a few more seconds, and Qin Lan's cry shook the sky......

By the time I arrived at the wide riverside with a simple inflatable raft and two people's packages, I had already been grinding until the sun was about to set.

Here the river leads directly to the sea, several kilometers wide, squinting can only see the opposite bank of the first line of smoke and waves, and the lights of the Miao village like flowing fireflies.

Putting the raft down, the three of us plus two packages were just enough to fit.

The river is quiet and gentle, the moon is bright on the sea in the distance, and the sky is full of stars overhead. In the silent night, Qin Lan leaned on Qin Yin's arms and fell asleep.

Under the raft, it was the fish that pushed me forward, and I had a rare rest after walking for a day with two people's luggage on my back.

I said, "Your tolerance of Qin Lan seems to be a bit excessive, she is not your daughter." โ€

"She's still a child, what if she leaves a shadow on her psyche!"

Qin Yin looked at Qin Lan who was sleeping soundly in her arms, and said with a smirk: "Why don't I raise her as a daughter, and save me from giving birth to myself." โ€

I sighed and didn't say anything more......

When we arrived on the other side, Qin Yin summoned a large ox with witchcraft and carried us forward slowly.

When the sky was bright, Qin Lan opened his eyes lazily.

Qin Yin handed over the milk and compressed biscuits prepared in advance, and asked with a smile: "Tell Mom, is the woman you knew before in this direction?" โ€

"Probably...... Be. Qin Lan said vaguely, biting the milk and bowing his head without speaking.

Qin Yin was a little anxious, "What do you mean?" There are a lot of stockades here, and if you go in the wrong direction, it will take at least a few more days! โ€

Qin Lan pursed his mouth, and tears slipped down the corners of his eyes.

"I'm sorry I lied to you. I didn't dream at all, I just overheard you and wanted to come along......"

Qin Yin was stunned, even I didn't expect this to be the result.

Qin Lan's soul is so powerful that I can't find out if he's lying, but I don't want to be tricked by a child.

After a short hesitation, Qin Yin smiled and rubbed Qin Lan's head, "It's okay, mom won't be angry with you, but you have to be obedient and don't cry anymore." โ€

Qin Lan hurriedly stretched out his two hands to block his eyes, "I'...... I stopped crying. โ€

With Qin Yin's character, being able to dote on Qin Lan so much shows that the two had a great relationship before.

But I still can't understand what kind of entanglement can arise between a witch master from southern Xinjiang and the head of the state-run super high-end antiques research institute to be so deep?

I asked Qin Yin, "How should I find it next?" โ€

"I vaguely remember that there were three large witch villages in the vicinity, no more than ten kilometers apart."

"We try to speed up the investigation and try to get it done within half a month."

"Besides, with this painting here, it shouldn't be too much trouble to find."

When she said this, Qin Yin's eyes flickered a little, which was enough to prove that the difficulty of finding it was not as easy as she said.

I looked at the sky, stretched out my hand to feel the direction of the wind, and immediately said, "Stop." โ€

"What are you going to do?"

I ignored Qin Yin, but took out the portrait that Songhai had given me, and rubbed the canvas with my fingertips while reciting the incantation silently.

Poofโ€”

The portrait burned to ashes in an instant, and a wisp of green smoke condensed in one place, slowly drifting towards the left front.

My Missing Person Spell needs to be within a radius of twenty miles to be useful.

Qin Yin just said, the three witch villages are very close, I just gave it a try, I didn't expect it to really work!

I turned over and said, "Quick, keep up!" โ€

But the cow is too slow, and if it goes on like this, the smoke and dust will dissipate before it reaches its destination.

In a hurry, Qin Yin couldn't take care of it, folded her thumb and index finger, put it to her mouth and blew a loud whistle.

Not long after, the two-headed white-fronted tiger appeared again, and this time, although Qin Lan looked frightened, he pouted and the ninja did not cry.