Chapter Eighty-Six: The Staff of the Fountain of Despair
In an instant, Lan Qingsilk extended a length of dozens of meters, twisted rapidly, twisted into a tough "rope", floated in the air, squirming endlessly, a blue light flowed, painting the night, and rushed straight towards the cold red pupils.
A faint blue light fell on Leng Chitong's body, and Lan Qingsu successfully tied his waist.
Seeing this, Qiu Rong'er suddenly tilted her center of gravity back, tied up a steady horse step, and took advantage of the situation to firmly hold the blue green silk in her hand.
Squeaky wrapped her hands around Qiu Rong'er's waist, put on a posture, and exerted force together.
At the moment when the three of them worked together, the thing under Leng Chitong's hand was suddenly successfully pulled out!
"Crackling" A few loud noises then exploded out of the water, and the silver-white water splash suddenly stirred up a huge wave of more than ten feet, and swept Leng Chi into the waterfall violently.
Leng Chitong lost his center of gravity for a while, "poof" a few times, and was choked several times in the water.
Just when he thought he would not be able to escape this fate, the waterfall suddenly disappeared again!
The sound of rushing water suddenly dissipated, and Wolf Mountain returned to calm again.
"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"
Leng Chitong's eyes widened, looking at the front of him in disbelief, but his mouth and nose still felt seriously uncomfortable, and his cough almost suffocated his eyes.
Squeak and Qiu Rong'er quickly ran to Leng Chitong's side, and their eyes fell on the strange stick-like object in his hand, always feeling that this thing must be something unusual.
The stick was three and a half feet long, with an oval end and a thorn-like tip at the other, and many strange symbols were engraved on it.
At this time, Leng Chitong was lying on the rocky ground, only caring about the discomfort, and before he had time to carefully check the treasure that he had worked so hard to get, he was accidentally snatched away by Qiu Rong'er.
"Whew!"
Unexpectedly, Qiu Rong'er's hand had just touched the object, and a strange sound suddenly appeared.
"What's wrong?" Squeak hurriedly turned around, and at a glance noticed that the expression on Qiu Rong'er's face was wrong, as if she was undergoing a huge torture, and asked uneasily.
However, Qiu Rong'er just instinctively threw the stick-like object in her hand to the ground, and then pressed her right hand with her left hand in pain, and a white cold mist continued to exhale from her mouth, and a thin layer of frost formed on her face.
"Cold! Cold ......"
Qiu Rong'er curled up, her mouth weakly shouting the content repeated again and again.
Squeak had no clue at all, I don't know why Qiu Rong'er suddenly became this strange appearance that was about to freeze to death, and hurriedly hugged her tightly, trying to warm her.
When Leng Chitong's eyes recovered as before, he just wanted to ask Qiu Rong'er why she took advantage of the chaos to snatch her things, but after discovering her abnormal performance, she forgot her anger and froze in place in a dumbfounded manner.
Curious, he leaned over to pick up the club-like object from the ground and examined it carefully.
"Show me your hands!"
Leng Chitong suddenly seemed to realize something, picked up Qiu Rong'er's right hand, and looked at the injury seriously.
After some inspection, he found that five or six large pustules appeared on Qiu Rong'er's right palm, which looked like she had been frostbitten by something.
"This!? Is it ......?"
Leng Chitong suddenly got up, his eyes fixed on the club-like object in his hand, and he couldn't help but exclaim, but he stopped talking.
"Master, do you know what this is?"
Squeaky hands tightly hugged Qiu Rong'er, who was shivering with cold, and was even more curious about the origin of the thing that Leng Chitong was holding in his hand.
Leng Chitong quickly took out the "Ancient Artifact Record" that he carried with him from his arms.
Seeing that this treasure book was still dripping with water droplets after the crazy "baptism" of the waterfall water, Leng Chitong realized that "carrying" may not be foolproof.
He carefully opened the "Ancient Artifact Record" and looked through it through the faint light of the crescent moon in the night sky.
"This is indeed the Absolute Spring Staff!!"
When Leng Chitong really confirmed his guess, he was surprised.
"Absolutely...... The Staff of the Fountain of Despair? ”
Qiu Rong'er had never heard of what was in Leng Chitong's mouth, and endured the piercing chill in her body, and asked him curiously, hoping to find a clue to the solution.
"The Scepter of Absolute Thought, occupying the fifth place in the "Ancient Artifact Record", is a rare treasure in the world. It is said that water is the source of life, and this Absolute Spring Staff can just hit the stone out of the water, and this water is not just ordinary water, but a kind of water with special energy, once this energy enters the body, it can play an important role in purifying the physique. ”
Leng Chitong looked at the Absolute Spring Scepter in his hand with burning eyes, and was very surprised in his heart, and methodically told the record about the Absolute Spring Staff.
"It's just, why did it hurt Sister Rong'er?"
Squeaked and couldn't bear to look at the injury on Qiu Rong'er's right hand, and was puzzled.
"The Absolute Mind Spring Staff itself has the ability to purify the physique of living beings, but if it is touched by someone with distracting thoughts, it will definitely be hurt by its strong cold, and the more distracting thoughts, the worse the cold will be! In fact, she shouldn't have touched it just now, otherwise she wouldn't have suffered this cold! ”
Leng Chitong looked at Qiu Rong'er, who was squatting on the ground and shivering with cold, remembered something, and lost the joy and excitement of obtaining the treasure for a while.
"Distractions? But I ...... What distractions will I have? ”
After Qiu Rong'er listened to Leng Chitong's words, she hesitated for a while, looked at him in confusion, and couldn't help but say the question in her heart, failing to understand why this desperate scepter wanted to hurt innocent and good people.
As mentioned in the book, there are many obsessions in the world, and once you fall into the abyss of fruitlessness, everything is unenlightened...... In the idea of power, in the thought of wealth, in the thought of sex, in the thought of love, in the thought of life, and so on, and you, but obsessed with the thought! ”
Leng Chitong knew Qiu Rong'er's temperament very well, and according to the record of the Absolute Scepter in the "Record of Ancient Artifacts", she easily judged the reason, but there was suddenly a little pity in her eyes.
"....... I don't have any obsessive feelings......"
Qiu Rong'er was told by someone, and an unnatural expression suddenly appeared on her face, slightly embarrassed, as if she had been exposed to her little secret, and she obviously didn't want to admit it.
"Ahem, ahem."
Leng Chitong coughed lightly a few times, and no longer continued to delve into the topic of Qiu Rong'er's feelings.
"But how should this chill be healed?" Squeak suddenly spoke.
"This ......"
Leng Chitong's face suddenly became solemn, and he stopped talking.
"Could it be...... No solution? ”
Qiu Rong'er saw Leng Chitong's expression, and there was a little panic in her heart, regretting that she had acted too recklessly just now.
"In fact, there is also a solution, when everything is complete, there will be no more so-called obsessions, so the cold poison in your body will naturally be dissolved at that time."
After speaking, Leng Chitong looked down at Qiu Rong'er with a strange expression.
Who knows, Qiu Rong'er was silent at first, thoughtful, and then inexplicably smiled bitterly a few times, and said, "Heh! Complete? I've asked him so many times, so why force him in such a situation! Isn't that the same as having no solution? ”
"The second solution is recorded in the book, there is nothing in the heart, naturally there is no obsession, there is no obsession, and the cold poison can also be self-defeating. Why don't you take this opportunity to put him down? ”
Although Leng Chitong knew that this was in vain, he still couldn't help it and reminded him more.
"Master, is there no other way?"
After Squeak finished speaking, he fell silent, waiting for Leng Chitong's reply with anticipation, but there was a faint bad premonition in his heart.
"Dead girl! Do you really not choose the two paths in front of you? If you really don't choose, you have to! ”
Seeing that Qiu Rong'er didn't say a word, Leng Chitong suddenly became a little angry, and raised her voice in a hurry, but stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation.
"What can I do?"
Qiu Rong'er raised her eyebrows, her heart was full of discouragement, and she almost no longer had hope.
"If you really can't choose the first two paths, then you can only do away with your right hand."
Leng Chitong knew Qiu Rong'er's temperament, and knew that if she had said this method earlier, she would definitely choose this path of no return, so she was reluctant to say this way out of the way.
"What? Waste right hand!? ”
When Squeak heard this, he was shocked.
"However, this method only excised the most serious wounds of her, but not completely removed the other infected parts of her body, and every moonlit night, she would suffer from the cold wounds......
Leng Chitong seemed to be a different person, and suddenly became more serious.
What he was worried about still happened, Qiu Rong'er didn't think about it at all, and resolutely chose the last path!
"Are you really, sure? Have you ever thought about what a girl looks like when you lose your right hand? And the never-ending torture, have you thought about it too? ”
Leng Chitong did not give up, magnified the disadvantages word by word, and reconfirmed, expecting Qiu Rong'er to suddenly change her mind.
Qiu Rong'er pondered for a while, nodded heavily, endured the chill all over her body, and trembled and stretched out her right hand, which became more and more cold.
Leng Chitong stood in front of Qiu Rong'er, looking at the determined look in her eyes, imagining the days when she would be tormented in the future, her heart was extremely uncomfortable, she couldn't do it for a long time, she suddenly sighed and turned her back.
"Master?"
Squeak knew Leng Chitong's mood at the moment, and he was inexplicably sad.
However, it was too late, Qiu Rong'er felt that the chill in her body was constantly attacking at this moment, and it was obviously getting more and more serious.
In order to avoid the situation from getting worse, just when Leng Chitong and Squeak were hesitating, Qiu Rong'er held back the chill and carefully transported the cold gold qi contained in the Danzhu, and through the veins of her hand, she infused it into her left palm.
Qiu Rong'er gritted her teeth, quickly raised her left palm, and roared softly, a powerful palm wind whistled past, her right palm fell to the ground, and the red blood spurted out, and the fishy smell was permeating.
In the blink of an eye, her face was bloodless, pale in the moonlight.
"Sister Rong'er!" Squeak shouted in surprise, not expecting Qiu Rong'er to cut off her right palm at all.
Leng Chitong heard the squeaky shout, and hurriedly turned around, and was suddenly stunned, and the guilt in his heart spontaneously arose, blaming himself for not protecting this desperate scepter just now.
In addition to being shocked, Squeak reacted quickly, and clicked on Qiu Rong'er's hemostatic acupuncture points in three or two, and curbed the worse situation in time.
Finally, Qiu Rong'er was no longer able to support herself, and she passed out unconscious, leaning on her squeaky young shoulder.
Leng Chitong and Squeak, who were about to leave the wolf mountain, suddenly heard a wolf roar coming from the foot of the mountain.
Leng Chitong heard the sound and looked into the distance while the night was dark.
Through the layers of heavy rocks, he saw a cold green light at the bottom of the mountain, undulating and slowly moving towards the top of the mountain.
"Master, the wolf has returned to the mountain? But ......"
Squeak looked back at the dry stone wall without the waterfall, and suddenly realized that he had fallen into a catastrophe.