[Continuing from the book above, the last book said that there is indeed a strange poison in Liu Yang's blood, which can make living beings be tortured by the toxin until death after being poisoned. The mystical cultists in charge of researching this object hope to continue their research, and after obtaining the antidote, they will spread the strange poison, and detoxify the poisoned to gain domination over others and use it for the purpose of immortality. Liu Yang, who was not interested in this, thought about it for a while, agreed to the suggestion of this disciple, and after formulating a series of plans, asked the disciple to find the next target of the native in secret. Draw it out, and ask Mu Qingming to invite Hongyu to help her study the ashes taken from Happy Horse Mountain. At a glance, Ruby knew that it was the ashes left behind by the Eight Flames. 】

The morning sun rises in the east, and the sunny city gradually becomes stuffy as the sun rises.

Mu Qingming sat outside the entrance of Shala Lane, playing with bamboo chopsticks in his hand at a street stall, patiently waiting for the stall owner to bring him breakfast.

Since Mo Han's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and he is even more unable to move, the meals at home are not allowed to make Mo Han. And Miao Le Miaoyu, who was supposed to be in charge of making breakfast, was busy today, and didn't make breakfast, so Mu Qing simply came out to eat.

"Come, Young Master Mu, the thin bean flour you ordered." After a while, the stall owner, who had already been familiar with Mu Qingming, brought him a bowl of thin soybean noodles with light yellow color and pleasant fragrance. The mountains are sprinkled with a little green onion, chili noodles, pepper noodles, etc., and the light yellow of the thin soybean flour plus the green of the green onion and the bright red of the chili noodles make Mu Qingming look at it and increase his appetite.

"And your fritters." At this time, the proprietress also cut the fried fritters that had just been fried golden into sections, put them in a small basket and brought them to Mu Qingming.

"Come on." Mu Qingming also hurriedly took out the money, handed it to the nodding waist, and after thanking his boss and stall owner, he put the fried dough sticks cut into sections into the thin soybean flour, mixed and eaten: "Today's thin soybean flour is good, it is not so thin that it is slippery, and it is so thick that it sticks to the lips." ”。

"Master Mu, if you like it, just eat it slowly." The stall owner put away his money and went about his business.

"Young Master Mu, have you heard? The Happy Horse Mountain outside the city was set on fire, and all the plants and trees in the mountain were burned overnight. After a while, the stall owner who was boiling thin soybean flour not far away looked back at Mu Qingming, who was facing away from him and feasting, and asked, "It seems that the arsonist has not been caught yet." ”。

Mu Qingming, who was eating with relish, was suddenly stunned. Suddenly, a faint look of sadness flashed in his dim eyes.

Fortunately, there was no one else around him, and no one saw the sudden change in his expression, so he relieved himself, tilted his head slightly, and hummed.

"This person is too, he has nothing to do to burn the mountain to play. Fortunately, the nearby mountain villages were not affected, otherwise I don't know how many people would have been ruined again. The proprietress took over, and a long sigh of regret came out of her mouth.

"It's no surprise that there are everybody these days. It's not good to play anything, but I burned a mountain. The stall owner and the proprietress chatted with great interest, completely ignoring Mu Qingming. And Mu Qing didn't say a word, burying his head and continuing to eat his thin bean flour.

It's just that the delicious taste when it was served is gone, and the bowl of thin bean noodles seems to be the same as his mood, and it instantly becomes mixed. Among the people here, only Mu Qingming knew that there was only a mountain and hundreds of lives that had been burned......

In the small courtyard of the wooden family, the doors and windows of the room used for Miaole's experiments are closed, and the curtains are closed, blocking every ray of sunlight from the window grilles.

Miao Yu supported Kyaukyun and sat down in the house.

The grief of the death of a loved one has been hovering in his chest for a few days, tormenting Kyaukyun to a lot thinner and haggard than before. Even if she sat on a chair, she had to hold on to the edge of the table next to her so that she wouldn't fall.

In addition to them, there are Tie Hua and Miao Le in the house, and the house is full of rich and rich soul energy, and the darkness is filled with cold. This eerie aura emanated from the body of the red jade dressed in red in the room.

Hongyu, who was standing in the room, looked around at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Tie Hua's face who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, his eyebrows raised, and he chattered angrily: "I said that you guys can't be gentle?" Although I gave your young master face and promised to come and help you, can't you bring me back at night? Don't you know how painful it is to curl up in the bones of an umbrella? It's going to be sore! ”。

The more she talked, the more excited Hongyu became, the more ghostly energy emanated from her body, and the yin wind around her became fierce.

"We're not ghosts, how can we possibly know." Miaoyu, who was holding the bright clouds, replied with a smile. Suddenly, when I saw Hongyu's face, the displeasure became a little heavier.

"Red Girl, I'm sorry." put the oil-paper umbrella on Tie Hua, and bowed slightly: "Please also ask the red girl to help us see what kind of flame those ashes are caused by." We studied it for a few days, and we didn't know what the flame left behind. It's just a guess that it may be left over from the art of the underworld, so I can only ask you to identify it. ”。

That's exactly why Tie Hua went to invite her; Hongyu is an old ghost with some age and experience, and it is better to ask her to help than to catch a lonely ghost and ask about it. And the weak Jiaoyun insisted on coming here, and she had already made up her mind to avenge the ghost city, wanting to know herself and the enemy.

And Mo Han was right, Jiaoyun was able to come out of the sadness. This underage child is not so fragile.

"Old man, if you don't say a word and bring me here in an oil-paper umbrella, I'm still sore and can't see anything." Hongyu, who pouted angrily, raised her right hand and pinched her left shoulder after sitting down opposite Kyaukyun, then put down her right hand and turned her arm, moving her arm: "And I'm very tired now, I need to rest." ”。

After all, Hongyu is Mu Qingming's friend, and she doesn't do evil anymore, and Tie Hua can't do anything about her for a while. Only the silent Miaole rolled his eyes, and slowly walked to the curtain, stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of the curtain, and was about to open the curtain, but he was not in a hurry to open it, but he looked at Hongyu not far away and asked: "Then do you want to bask in a warm morning sun?" You'll be refreshed in no time. ”。

As soon as these words came out, Hongyu trembled all over, pretended to be full of courage, and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, for the sake of your young master's face, I'll show you." ”。

"Who told me to be kind?" After that, the red jade who stood up walked as slowly as she could towards the table under the windowsill under the gaze of others.

When Hongyu stood in front of the table, she first glanced at Miaole on the side, and then whispered in a soft voice that only she and Miaole could hear: "You who don't talk much are the most scheming among these people, and you are as cunning as the young master of your family." ”。

Miao Le smiled and didn't say anything, just pointed to the ashes on the table and said politely, "Red girl, please." ”。

Ruby didn't sit down, just turned her head to stare at the ashes on the table in front of her. Just at a glance, Hongyu saw the rich post-marriage ghost aura rising from it.

These invisible ghost qi continued to rise, fainting around the ashes, and even if the yin wind blew for a long time, it was only a gathering and leaving, changeable, but it never dissipated.

The yin qi contained in the ashes was constantly injected into the ghost qi, making it indestructible for a long time. And the ashes are still absorbing the surrounding yin qi in a steady stream, so that the ghost qi emitted is endless.

"It's the Eight Flames." Hongyu, who was staring at the ashes, frowned, and his face was instantly covered with solemnity: "Is the flame purple, a kind of flame that turns black with purple?" A purple flame that ordinary people can only see with the naked eye, but can't see the flame? ”。

"Yes, the news I heard also said that this flame is purple, but whether it is purple and black, I have not heard about it." Tie Hua took out his cigarette stick and said thoughtfully.

As for the fact that the naked eye can only see the light of the fire but not the flames, they have also heard about it in the past few days. According to the accounts of villagers in the vicinity of Happy Horse Mountain, many people fell asleep on the night when the wildfires were lit. However, a few people still have good eyes, and when they get up at night, they see the fire on the mountain, but there is no flame.

At first, I thought it was a vision from the sky, but it wasn't until I saw the bare hills on the second day that I thought about whether there was a fire burning the mountain last night.

At the end, Tie Hua paused, his face full of doubts, and slowly asked in his mouth: "What is the Eight Flame Flames?" ”。

Even the old dragon locker was the first time he had heard of such a strange name of the flame.

"It was a flame summoned by hell that could turn all combustibles to ashes in an instant. Many long-lived ghosts can even devour this otherworldly flame in their stomachs and store it, and spit out freely from their mouths and noses when they encounter enemies, attacking them. Because it comes from the eight hot hells where the scorching flames cover the sky and burn the iron for the earth, countless blazing hailstones continue to fall from the sky, and fierce fires rise everywhere on the ground, hence the name. Hongyu recalled the records on the secret books of the ghost clan that she had seen in the past, and slowly explained: "It is precisely because it comes from the other world of the Eight Heat Hells, so ordinary people can see the near but not the far, the front and the back, and the naked eye that sees the light and the darkness cannot see it, but can only see its firelight." ”。

"However, although you are also human, your eyes are very special, and your closed eyes are completely activated by your cultivation, and you can see the Eight Flames." Speaking of this, Hongyu frowned, and asked, "I think the fire in Happy Horse Mountain that the people in the city are chatting about after tea and dinner today is the Eight Flames." And these ashes of yours are also obtained from Happy Horse Mountain, right? ”。

"Sort of." Tie Hua slowly loaded the tobacco and said leisurely: "Have you ever been to Happy Horse Mountain?" ”。

"Yes." Hongyu nodded her head and said, "When the rumors just spread, I went down and saw it once. The ashes in the mountains are exactly the same as those in your hands. ”。

Tie Birch bowed slightly, took out the fire sickle and lit the tobacco in the pipe.

"Still." Just when Tie Hua swallowed the clouds and spit out the mist, he had already pinched a little ash in his hand, rubbed it gently, and said thoughtfully: "There is still a difference between it and the real Eight Flames." ”。

What's the difference? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

[Thin bean flour of Suolongren Small Theater - Yunnan famous snack, pick out the best peas, put them in a basin and soak them in water for a day or night, then grind them with stone grinding with water, and then filter them with clean gauze, pour the filtered pea powder water into the pot, and you can cook thin bean flour. Stir constantly while cooking, and the heat should not be too large. When the fire is big, it is easy to boil the thin soybean flour, and the thin soybean flour is very difficult to eat, the fire should be small, and you must be patient to keep stirring the pea flour water with chopsticks. Stirring and stirring, the water slowly thickens, and finally the composition is not thick or thin, insert it into the pot with chopsticks, lift it casually, hang a streamline, it is the best thin soybean flour. 】