Jin Dan is in Mu Xichen's hands, and he will take it back. Luo Yao is also an onmyoji no matter how he says it, and he has long been accustomed to these things that you rob me, let alone in the yin and yang realm where resources are lacking.

Since it was taken by someone else first, find a way to get it back!

A hint of fierceness flashed in her eyes, and she was immediately covered.

In a remote part of Tibet, the road is getting steeper and steeper, and the people sitting in the car are jolting as the car rises and falls. The sky is blue and clean without a trace of impurities. There were a few dead trees and handfuls of hay growing around them, and the stones on the ground were almost weathered and turned into dust. It seems that the place is windy, dry, and not suitable for human habitation at all.

I don't know how far I traveled, and I traveled for several days, but I still didn't reach my destination. Mu Xichen, who did not eat, eventually could not withstand the harsh environment, and actually developed altitude sickness.

He clutched his stomach, churning in his stomach, but he couldn't spit out anything.

Can't stand it? Kemu slowly opened his eyes and squinted at the uncomfortable Mu Xichen.

This is just about to get close to the Brahmaputra River region, he can't stand it, if he waits until the Himalayas, he really doesn't know how to pass, not to mention that Jiang Xuejuan has not woken up for a long time, the climate on the plateau is getting worse and worse, and the weather changes are difficult to guess. All of this made him feel powerless.

Master, where is your hometown, why is it so remote? Mu Xichen leaned uncomfortably against the car window, and the bumpy road shook his head against the window. The temperature difference between morning and evening is extremely high, and from time to time strong winds invade the land.

Looking at Jiang Xuejuan, who had no blood on her face, she didn't wake up for two days, and she was really sweating in her heart, but in this embarrassing situation, he really didn't know where to find a doctor for her.

Onmyoji fortune-telling, exorcism, healing.

It's a pity that even carved wood doesn't have that ability to defy the sky. He took a closer look, and suddenly found that Jiang Xuejuan's mouth was dark, and her two curved eyebrows were slightly and unconsciously wrinkled. Mu Xichen's brain was suddenly at a loss!

Carved wood! Look at Jiang Xuejuan, what's wrong! He hurriedly helped Jiang Xuejuan up and exclaimed.

Kemu turned around and looked, vigorously pushed away Mu Xichen, who was holding her, and took Jiang Xuejuan over with his backhand.

Don't touch it! She's poisonous! A few words thundered.

For the first time, Mu Xichen saw the rare seriousness on the carved wood's face. His brain was buzzing, and only then did he realize that the two hands that had touched Jiang Xuejuan just now were numb.

It's like poison in a box with a roll of parchment! But Mu Xichen didn't understand in the end, how the poison was solved.

How could it be poisoned, the doctor clearly said that it was fine.

I saw that Kemu's hand was constantly trembling, and his mouth was humming some words that he didn't understand. His brows were deeply locked, his eyes were not looking at anything else, and there was a trace of anxiety on his indifferent face that could not be hidden.

Mu Xichen didn't dare to say a word, just held his breath and watched this shocking scene!

He saw with his own eyes that the carved wood's arm bulged into a small bag, which came out of the back of his neck and moved at a fast pace, breaking through the arm and out of the palm of his hand.

That's an ugly little black worm! It has four athletic legs and a large, sharp mouth. When he crawled out, the black blood kept coming out of the net, and the black, red, black and red insects merged into one with the blood of the carved wood. It just used that bloody mouth to brutally and rudely tear open the flesh of the carved wood, and quickly burrowed into Jiang Xuejuan's hand, so painful that even she couldn't help but hissed softly even in her sleep.

Kemu was in a cold sweat, and the pain was forced, he bit his mouth and tried his best to endure it, and successfully lured the poisonous insect into Jiang Xuejuan's body.

The local Tibetans who drove the car did not look back, not even a glance. Even his ears were silent, and he only focused on driving his own car.

Poisoning! When was poisoned? Where is the poison! A series of questions hit his heart, Mu Xichen's eyes widened, impossible! Obviously, the fat man was protecting her all the way.

This is an extremely rare insect poison under the tomb, the poisonous insect is raised by the corpse, and unlike ordinary corpse insects, it only eats the most nutritious parts of the corpse, and survives in places with very low oxygen content. Once someone is unfortunate enough to be bitten by this insect or enters its body, it will almost kill them.

A narrow escape! These four words were heavily suppressed in Mu Xichen's heart, as if he was overwhelmed by a 10,000-pound stone. For a moment, he almost thought his heart wasn't beating!

Although the tomb of the Qin Emperor is closed, there are always a few vents, and it is impossible to be without oxygen. This kind of living environment is not bad for that kind of poisonous insects. Otherwise, the worse the environment, the more poisonous the insects will be!

Check her for wounds. Carved wood commanded in a low voice, his tone suppressed.

Don't touch her wounds. He hurriedly added.

Mu Xichen carefully examined it, and finally found an insignificant hole in her ankle.

Here! He lifted Jiang Xuejuan's trouser legs to avoid the danger. I didn't expect such a small opening to allow a bug to take advantage of someone's danger and hurt its life!

Sure enough, it was accidentally left a hole, which gave the bug a chance. Kemu had a headache, and he didn't care that the wound on his hand still had black blood.

Mu Xichen also noticed this, the blood of the carved wood is always black, and Mu Xichen is very curious about the insects that crawl out of his body, but now is not the time to be curious.

The car braked suddenly, and came to a sharp stop, and the dark-skinned Tibetan said something that Mu Xichen couldn't understand, and his voice was particularly indifferent.

(Tibetan): It's here

Kemu nodded respectfully and helped Jiang Xuejuan get out of the car.

Mu Xichen also understood that they had arrived at their destination, so he hurriedly got out of the car, not daring to look at the strange Tibetan again. It's just that he was very surprised and admired the ability of carving wood to speak Tibetan, anyway, he was confused, and Erzhang was confused.

As soon as he got out of the car, the jeep turned around and sped back, as if trying to get out of the place he shouldn't have stepped in.

Looking back, they should be in the Brahmaputra River basin now, and as for the specific location, he really doesn't know.

The river here is not wide, there are no bridges, and the water is strong around the corner ahead.

They stopped in front of this big river, the Brahmaputra River is not comparable to the Yellow River, it is clean and translucent. Sometimes gentle, sometimes turbulent, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, unpredictable.

The destination is just opposite, across this river, on the other side of the mountain, which is where we are going. Kemu calmly pointed to the mountain peaks not far away, which seemed to be close at hand, but the rushing river and majestic mountains made Mu Xichen feel out of reach.

But there is no bridge here. Otherwise, he thought, find a calm river basin and ferry over. Besides, Jiang Xuejuan didn't wake up for a long time, and she couldn't cross the river at all, even if she woke up, she still couldn't.

Kemu raised his eyes to look at the river, and Mu Xichen followed his gaze closely. Two thick steel cables connect the two banks of the river, and even if the wind blows, it will not waver for half a minute.

Walk this, this is the nearest way, she handed it to me. He said lightly, and he would not leave Mu Xichen a chance to question and refute.

Naturally, he wouldn't doubt the ability to carve wood, but does this really work? Seeing the two steel cables, with the turbulent river at the bottom, he suddenly panicked, not himself, but the carved wood on his back!

Carved wood found a strong rope out of nowhere, tied Jiang Xuejuan to his back, and finally tied several pimples on his chest. Without hesitation, one foot stepped on the steel cable, and with both hands grabbed the other steel cable and moved forward unhurriedly. Every step of his steps is clean and neat, not dragging mud and water, every step has a calm strength, and the whole person walks calmly and confidently.

Mu Xichen was naturally not far behind, and hurriedly chased after him. Sure enough, his courage has undergone a qualitative change, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that you are afraid of death. He followed not far behind the carved wood, but his pace was slower than that of the carved wood carrying a man on his back.

The sound of the river is on the soles of my feet, for fear that I won't know where to be washed as soon as I fall.

Ahem. A faint cough suddenly came from the carved wood's back. The girl clearly felt someone tremble under her body, and when she opened her eyes, it was dark, and her ears were full of the sound of flowing water.

She didn't know who was carrying her now, but she was quiet and didn't disturb Carvingmu's actions at this time.

After a long time, she finally felt that the person under her landed safely with her, and her entangled heart landed safely.

She weakly spat out two unexpected words!

Thank you

Kemu's body suddenly stiffened, he really didn't expect a teenage girl, when she woke up after an injury and found that she was blind, one of her movements was not a struggle, the first sentence was actually thank you!

Kemu couldn't figure it out, it didn't look like a move that was appropriate for her age. After waking up, she should be scared, crying and making trouble, and her emotions will be very excited, which will make his head big.

In fact, on the contrary, he couldn't help but want to tell Jiang Xuejuan about her actual situation, only Kemu knew in his heart that his technique was not curative, and almost no one had been hit by the poison, so there was no way to solve it at all.

He was worried in his heart for a while, and finally said: Blame me for being incompetent, your illness is incurable.

Without waiting for Jiang Xuejuan to answer, Mu Xichen had already moved his steps to follow, and finally jumped to the ground as if relieved, and when he looked back at the river, his heart was full of excitement and joy.

He hurriedly walked over and looked at the carved wood with an unnatural expression, and Mu Xichen poked him on the shoulder: What's wrong with you, I feel like I haven't mentioned my spirit.

Kemu was afraid that Jiang Xuejuan would say something, but Jiang Xuejuan lay quietly on her back and didn't say anything.

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