Mu Zifeng saw it clearly, Ayi's mother was unconscious, although he had not studied medical knowledge, but the blood foam on the corner of Ayi's mother's mouth made him realize that she was not lightly injured.

"Brother Ayi, let's put the eldest lady flat on the ground." Lu Qingyou, who was sobbing on the side, suddenly spoke.

"Miss Lu, are you proficient in medical skills" Mu Zifeng saw Lu Qingyou's words, and seemed to understand something, so he asked suspiciously.

"Qingyou, you know how to heal" Zhao Zichuan also stuck out his tongue in surprise, "I don't know"

"Young Master Feng, my father is a doctor in the provincial capital." Lu Qingyou explained to Mu Zifeng, "I have followed my father to practice medicine since I was a child, and I have learned some skills. ”

"Brother Ayi" Lu Qingyou turned his head and asked Ayi, "Auntie's illness is gradually sinking, can you let me give it a try, maybe it can play a role." ”

"Then try it," Zhao Zichuan rubbed his nose, "Is there any other way?"

"Young Master Chuan, you just say a few words," Lu Qingyou said angrily.

Zhao Zichuan closed his mouth in amusement.

Lu Qingyou's words seemed to give Ayi a glimmer of hope, Ayi moved his gaze to Mu Zifeng, and Mu Zifeng nodded understandingly.

So, Ayi wiped the tears from his eyes, grabbed Lu Qingyou's arm, and looked at Lu Qingyou sincerely, "Miss Lu, if you can save my mother, I will be a cow and a horse, and I will be rewarded with death."

"Hey, hey" Zhao Zichuan couldn't help but say again, "It's okay to say thank you, don't touch it" After speaking, the two sounds of "pop" knocked off Ayi's hand.

"Young Master Chuan, if you do this again, I'm really going to be angry." Lu Qingyou pursed his mouth and glanced at Zhao Zichuan fiercely.

Zhao Zichuan covered his mouth with his left hand, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Ayi, don't say that" Lu Qingyou took out a blue purse from his waist, and after slowly spreading it out, a strong smell of medicine came to his nose.

In the blue purse, there was a row of needles and threads, as well as various medicine patches.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingyou, who is dressed enchantingly, is still a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and how can she be reduced to a dusty woman in the "Chang'an City that never sleeps", relying on scratching her head and playing tricks, in exchange for money.

Maybe she has her own troubles

When Mu Zifeng sighed in his heart, Lu Qingyou had already picked out an extremely thin needle, looked at it a few times in his hand, and asked Mu Zifeng softly;

"Young Master Feng, can I borrow you a flint?"

Mu Zifeng, who was thinking wildly, immediately reacted, he nodded subconsciously, took out two flints from his trouser pocket, and hit them hard, and a bright fire burned.

She stuck the needle into the flame and roasted it for a while, and after a few crackling sounds, a puff of white smoke came out.

"Brother Ayi, I have offended Ling Tang." After obtaining Ayi's approval, Lu Qingyou gently pierced the thin needle on Ayi's mother's neck, and gently rotated his index finger and thumb clockwise.

Lu Qingyou retrieved the fine needle, lit the flint, roasted the fine needle for a while, and then took back the purse.

"Brother Ayi, please help the eldest lady up."

Hearing Lu Qingyou's words, Ayi immediately picked up his mother and leaned on his shoulder.

"Mother, mother, mother, you'll be fine, you'll be fine," Ayi muttered in a low voice.

Mu Zifeng understands Ayi's current mood very well, after all

Sixteen years of separation between mother and son, and now once they meet, before they have fulfilled their filial piety, their mother is dying, how can Ayi not be afraid and how can she not be sad

When she was young, Ayi's mother's disfigured face suddenly moved, and then a pool of black blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Mother," Ayi exclaimed distressedly.

Ayi's mother's eyelids moved, and slowly, she opened her eyes.

"Mother, you're awake, you're awake." Ayi was ecstatic, he leaned closer, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked softly, "Mother, how do you feel?"

"Ahh

Ayi's mother's slurred words seemed so slurred, it must have been caused by internal injuries, which made her miserable. That's why it's so stumbling.

But since Ayi's mother woke up, it also proved that her body had improved, Mu Zifeng secretly admired Lu Qingyou, and always thought that she was a dusty woman who could only laugh, but she didn't expect to have such exquisite medical skills.

"Brother Ayi, the eldest mother's injury was not mainly caused by the kick of the cadre." Lu Qingyou pointed to the black line on Ayi's mother's arm, and sighed, "It's Blissan that has attacked again, and the poison has penetrated into the lungs, if you don't take the antidote in time, I'm afraid"

Mu Zifeng looked down at the black line on his arm, which was also an inch longer than yesterday. This time, one of the purposes of coming to the Yinhu Tomb was to find the antidote.

After all, the mountain ghost samurai were secretly made by Yinhu, and the Toei people and the Hu bandits obtained the secret recipe for the mountain ghosts, which they used to mutilate these coolies and coerce them into working for themselves.

Since there is poison, there must be an antidote, and there may be an antidote hidden in Yinhu's tomb, if Mu Zifeng can find the antidote, everyone will be able to escape.

At the moment, there is no other way, but I still have to move forward and find Jia Fatzi, Juehuang and others.

"Miss Lu, please take care of the eldest mother." Mu Zifeng said to Ayi, "Ayi, you stay here, I'll go and see first"

After saying that, Mu Zifeng picked up the shovel and was just about to stride forward. Suddenly, the petals of the giant blue man-eating flower in front of him shrank violently, but after a moment, they shrank to the bottom of the black lacquered coffin.

"Brother Feng, what's going on" Zhao Zichuan was dumbfounded, quite puzzled.

Mu Zifeng was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and he even smelled a unique and strange fragrance, which was different from the fragrance of flowers he had smelled before, and there was a strong smell of wine in that burst of floral fragrance.

The fragrance of flowers wafted in the wind, and an extremely strange picture stretched out in front of everyone's eyes.

I saw countless man-eating flowers, colorful petals, open in the wind, fragrant and gorgeous.

"Young Master Feng, how can there be that thing in the flowers" Ayi, who has always been calm, his voice actually trembled.

"Don't worry, let's take a look first, what kind of ghost is it" Mu Zifeng said calmly.

Mu Zifeng looked around, and suddenly his hairs stood up, and cold sweat flowed.

A mouthful of black lacquer coffins peeked out of the stamens.

"Brother Feng, the flowers are blooming, is it that the mechanism has been activated again" Seeing this scene, Zhao Zichuan seemed to have some experience, and he hurriedly asked.

"Brother Chuan, Miss Lu, you retreat behind me." Mu Zifeng was like a great enemy, and he shouted at Ayi, "Brother Ayi, hurry up, carry your aunt, we are ready to evacuate at any time"

Before the words fell, the air tightened

Then came an eerie voice.

"Buzz"

It was like the sound of mosquitoes chirping, in the gloomy tomb of Yinhu, in the patches of man-eating flowers, it looked so weird and terrifying.

The sound continued to ring for about a minute, but soon faded back into silence as if nothing had happened.

"Feng Ye" Ayi opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Mu Zifeng made a gesture and signaled not to speak.

Mu Zifeng felt that there must be a bigger mystery in the back, and he must be highly vigilant and pay attention accurately, in case he encounters an unexpected killing machine and is caught off guard.

The sweat on his forehead seeped out one by one, dripping to the ground, and soon evaporated.

Sure enough, something unbelievable happened

A black lacquer coffin "creaked" into the air and flew towards the position of Mu Zifeng and the others.

In the dark tomb, the coffin came straight to the crowd without any momentum, as if a ghost was pushing it.

"Brother Feng, the coffin has been raised" Zhao Zichuan saw this scene, and his legs trembled like chaff in fright.

"Still rich," Mu Zifeng scolded in a low voice, "Now that the matter is now, I can only face the difficulties, everyone listens to my commands"

The coffin was suspended in the air, "whirring" through it, and just when the coffin was about to hit everyone, Mu Zifeng snorted

"Everyone Disperses"

When everyone heard Mu Zifeng's words, they instantly jumped aside.

And Mu Zifeng clenched the shovel in his hand, took three steps and made two steps, and quickly stepped forward, "Woo Woo" jumped onto the coffin.

Mu Zifeng boarded the coffin, looked down at the coffin flying in the air, and was surprised in his heart, and the yin wind sounded in his ears.

"Look at me and let you stop" Mu Zifeng kicked the coffin board with both feet, and with the help of elasticity, his left foot was raised, spun in mid-air, and a somersault flipped over, and then fell heavily on the coffin board with a "boom".

This move, famous, known as "somersault cloud", seems to have the power of a thousand jun, Mu Zifeng is to step on the suspended coffin with his own strength.

Unexpectedly, the coffin, without the slightest shaking, turned in the air and slammed into it in the direction of Ayi.

Mu Zifeng was unwilling to fail, he suddenly had a plan in his heart, jumped up, and at the same time picked up the shovel and accurately inserted it into the gap under the coffin lid.

The shovel was inserted in the gap, and Mu Zifeng's hands were tightly gripping the handle of the shovel.

"Let me see what the hell is inside" Mu Zifeng pressed down hard with both hands, his whole body rose like a green cloud, and the moment he fell freely, he slammed the shovel handle.

Almost at the same time, there was a "creaking" sound in Mu Zifeng's ears.

"Look at the master and make another trick" Mu Zifeng concocted it in the same way, and jumped again.

A black coffin lid flew into the sky, Mu Zifeng took the opportunity to draw a shovel, turned around, and landed firmly on the ground.

The huge coffin also fell to the ground with a "boom", shaking up countless dust.

"Brother Feng, I'm not dazzled," Zhao Zichuan behind him cried out.

Mu Zifeng took out a flashlight from his waist and took a closer look, which made his scalp tingle

A corpse slowly levitated out of the coffin, and the corpse that was lying horizontally flew towards Mu Zifeng.