I closed the door and found that there was a lot of yellow rune paper pasted behind the door.

"Hey, if I can't find Xiao Ye again, I'll really die." After the mouse was helped to the bed by Zhuo Yifan, he immediately shouted in a low crying voice.

"Drink this decoction first." Zhuo Yifan unscrewed the lid of the thermos pot, and the mouse immediately waved his hand, and leaned over and opened his mouth to spit out.

There was a plastic bucket next to his bed, which was already filled with filth, and the stench came from there.

Now if you spit it out like this, it will overflow.

"Uh." Zhuo Yifan instinctively covered his mouth and nose, the slimy black thing looked really disgusting.

The mouse said half-deadly: "There is Lao Zhuoye to help me pour it again." ”

"I really owe you?" Zhuo Yifan said dissatisfiedly, but he had already raised his arm to cover his mouth and nose, and carried the bucket to the corridor with a disgusted expression.

There is no bathroom in this single room, so it is very troublesome to be convenient or anything.

"Mouse, what's wrong with you?" I took two steps towards where his bed was.

His eyes drooped, he no longer had the feeling of monkey spirit monkey spirit before, the whole person shrunk in the quilt, and his breathing was very heavy.

"Mouse? Rat? Seeing that he didn't respond to me for a long time, I thought he was asleep, so I lowered my voice and called a few times.

The mouse's eyelids twitched a few times before he slowly opened his eyes, and he opened his chapped lips and said, "Ninth Master, you go and tell Xiao Ye, I know it's wrong, he has to save me no matter what, I, I, I'm entangled." ”

"Entangled in what?" Images of horrible female corpses came to my mind.

When the mouse heard me ask this, he couldn't help but close his eyes, with an expression of regret.

"Remember, the human skin that the Great Dynasty took out of the golden silk nan wooden coffin?" The mouse asked me weakly.

I immediately nodded: "That human skin, the great court seems to have received it in his bag." ”

At this point, I immediately stopped.

I recalled in my mind that the backpack on the mouse's chest at that time seemed to be the backpack of the Great Pilgrimage.

Seeing that I looked like I wanted to understand, the mouse nodded again and again.

"That's right, that bag, I took it away later, I thought that the things you had taken in the court must be very valuable, so after taking it down the mountain, I sneaked away." After the mouse finished speaking, he began to cough again, and his lips were slightly blue.

"The skin is alive!" The mouse's eyes suddenly widened, and what he said startled me.

"Is the skin alive? How is this possible? "I don't believe it, but I prefer that the mouse has been poisoned, and now he should be a little delirious.

"Almost didn't kill me." Zhuo Yifan came back with the bucket, put the bucket aside, and saw that the mouse hadn't drunk the medicine yet, so he immediately urged him to drink it quickly.

The mouse shook his head pitifully: "Zhuo Ye, it's useless, it's better to die if you stay up like this day by day." ”

"Hmph, then you're going to die, don't play a pitiful little useless thing with me, if you say that, I won't come tomorrow." Zhuo Yifan said and was about to signal me to go.

When the mouse saw that Zhuo Yifan didn't eat him, he hurriedly sat up obediently, picked up the decoction on the table, and poured it into his mouth.

Such a bitter decoction, he actually drank it in one go.

As soon as the decoction was in his stomach, the mouse was covered with sweat, and the whole person gradually became more energetic, but he still couldn't exert his strength, so he could only lean on the side of the pillow and talk to me.

"Ninth Master, that skin is really alive, after I took it away, I kept it with me all the time, for fear of being stolen, and when I slept at night, I also laid it out and put it under the pillow." The mouse gasped for breath for a while.

Under the pillow? I can't help but admire that rats are really bold enough, but it is impossible for a normal person to put a pair of skins dug up from the tomb under his pillow.

"You're going to talk about what's next." Zhuo Yifan should already know the ins and outs of the whole thing.

The mouse sighed again, and told me without tears that something strange had happened that night.

But I don't know what strange things are, my eyes have been dodging, I forced him to ask a few times before he spoke, he dreamed of a woman that night.

In the words of the mouse, the woman was like a fairy in the painting, very beautiful, and in the dream he also kissed Fangze, and had a good experience of a handful of warm nephrite.

"Ahem." I let out a low cough.

Because, even if it became like this, the mouse recalled that dream and was still slightly intoxicated.

Knowing that he had said too much, he skipped the dream directly, saying that it was the next day, and he didn't take it seriously, and made an appointment with a few old acquaintances who helped sell the goods before.

However, these people are not interested in what he says.

Because of this thing, they can't see a way, and they don't dare to buy it easily.

The mouse had no choice, so he brought the skin back again, and then he dreamed of the woman again that night, and then he didn't need to elaborate, it was the same for seven days in a row.

Gradually, he began to feel unwell, and when he went to the hospital, he couldn't find out why, thinking that he was just too tired some time ago and didn't pay attention to it.

But the more he rested, the more tired he became, his body was getting thinner day by day, and he was confused about what he ate and vomited.

He began to suspect that it was the skin's fault, because no matter how much he dreamed of the same woman every day, he gritted his teeth and threw it away.

After losing it, the dream really didn't happen again, but the body was still weakening day by day.

The mouse thought that he was evil, bought a lot of yellow talismans and came back, pasted and burned, and some of them turned into water to drink, but there was still no effect, and after a few days, he already felt that he was not far from death.

In the end, there was no way, so he went to Qingru to find Xiao Lengyan for help.

The mouse finished talking about it in one breath, and looked at me and Zhuo Yifan pitifully, asking us to help him find Xiao Lengyan no matter what.

"That's what you're supposed to be! What did the White Rakshasa say at the beginning? said that the tomb was evil, and even those antiques advised you not to touch it, but you were good, and you actually took the most evil one. Zhuo Yifan said, and deliberately ridiculed: "However, you don't lose anything, there is a saying, peony flowers are also merry to be ghosts." ”

"Hey, Master Zhuo, don't make fun of me anymore, I'm really dying this time." The rat is like a gossamer, and it really looks like it's dying.

I looked at him like this, so I didn't bother to talk about him, let Zhuo Yifan watch here, I went back to Qingru to see, did Xiao Lengyan come back.

He's been out for a few days, and it's time for him to be clear.

However, the luck of the mouse was not good, Xiao Lengyan returned to Qingru two days later, and the mouse was already dying.

Although Zhuo Yifan bought him all kinds of tonics generously, it was useless at all, and he vomited after eating.

As soon as Xiao Lengyan appeared, I didn't give him a chance to rest at all, so I dragged him directly to the outside of the pawnshop, all the way over, and told him about the rat.

After Xiao Leng listened to it, there was not much turbulence in his eyes, as if he was not surprised by this kind of thing.

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"Not far from death? What does this mean? "Listening to Zhuo Yifan's description, this matter seems to be more serious than I imagined.

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