The wind passed through the woods, blowing the robes and flying.

Shen Lingjun tilted his head, his neck was very sore after a long time, and he rubbed his hand: "Are those corpses refined by Gu art?" ”

Nan Qifeng turned the flute in his hand, and his tone was lazy: "Yes, these corpses are highly poisonous all over their bodies, even if they touch them, they will die." ”

After finishing speaking, he also laughed in a nasal voice, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know how to refine corpses?" ”

Both of them shook their heads, Gu magic or something, they had never heard of anything at all.

"Then do you know how to raise Gu poison?"

Shen Lingjun knew this, and after seeing Tang Tang fiddling with it a few times, he replied: "Raise a worm in a jar and feed it with poison, and when it grows up, it will be a Gu." ”

Nan Qifeng stroked a strand of hair and played with it, and his tone was contemptuous: "The Gu technique is similar, but it is not easy to raise people by replacing them with insects." ”

Shen Lingjun and Su Musha glanced at each other, frowning at the same time, treating people as insects to raise poison, is this method too cruel.

Nanqi Feng's slender and white fingertips went around the black hair, although there was a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold: "Soak your body in the medicine jar, feed it with poison every day, take 7749 days as the limit, and then change the poison tank to soak, feed it with a panacea every day, and for another 49 days, it is considered a semi-finished product." ”

Shen Lingjun felt that the person who came up with this method was simply a pervert, of course, when this pervert was in front of her, and she was sure that she couldn't beat it, she swallowed the words back very wisely.

Shen Lingjun was slightly surprised: "This can only be regarded as a semi-finished product?" ”

Nan Qifeng tilted his head, raised the corner of his mouth, and laughed bewitchingly: "What do you think? Otherwise, why do you dispose of those failed products just now? ”

"Dispose of it? Failure? This adjective is not so much a description of a person, but an object.

Su Musha said: "What the predecessors mean is that these corpse people have not succeeded in cultivating, so the people who refine the corpses will let them jump off the cliff and dispose of them by themselves." ”

Shen Lingjun couldn't help but be curious: "What kind of thing is that, it can be regarded as a success." ”

Nan Qifeng narrowed his eyes, and a sneer appeared on his lips: "No one will succeed." ”

"Uh...... Why? Shen Lingjun glanced at Su Musha, and the other party had the same question in his eyes.

When Nan Qifeng spoke, his tone was elongated and mocking: "The real corpse only accepts the orders of the master, has their own consciousness, obeys orders more than soldiers, and more importantly, they are all immortal." And those failed products just now will only kill any living thing that can be touched, and they are not much different from the walking dead. ”

Shen Lingjun listened to it and felt that it was quite high-end, but using people to refine it couldn't help but feel inhumane. She didn't know why Nan Qifeng would develop such a Gu technique back then, and what it was used for.

Shen Lingjun didn't ask, because he knew that it would be in vain to ask.

"Have you ever raised flowers?" Nan Qifeng suddenly asked an irrelevant digression.

Shen Lingjun shook her head, she didn't like to fiddle with flowers and plants, but after her father retired, she liked to raise flowers.

Su Musha naturally has no such experience, flowers and plants, these things, look simple, really raised, in fact, it is very time-consuming.

Nanqi Feng's fingers wrapped around the black hair, the phoenix's eyes flowed, and he smiled: "Raising flowers, of course, you have to start raising them from a young age, and it is best to raise them when it is a seed, then, you can grow it as long as you want, isn't it?" ”

Shen Lingjun was really tired from his neck, so he simply swept up and stood on a tree opposite Nanqifeng, so that he was a lot more comfortable when he looked at it at eye level.

When Shen Lingjun had just settled, Nan Qifeng's light tone fell, and he said, "People, of course it's the same. ”

Shen Lingjun leaned on the trunk of the tree, his dark eyes turned, he didn't know what to think of, his face changed, and he said, "Could it be that you want to start refining from a child?" ”

Nan Qifeng elegantly raised a finger, shook it from side to side, and smiled evilly: "Wrong, to be precise, it was just born." ”

Just think of putting a newborn child in a crockpot, feeding poison like a worm, and then refining it into a corpse that is neither human nor ghost...... Shen Lingjun wanted to scold his mother.

Nanqi Fenghun didn't care about Shen Lingjun's difficult complexion, and said: "However, not everyone is suitable for refining corpses, only those who need the right bones can do it, and they ...... back then."

Speaking of this, Nan Qifeng lowered his eyes, and a cold smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Shen Lingjun waited for a long time, but she didn't wait for anything back then, she couldn't help but ask, "What was it back then?" ”

Nan Qifeng flipped his right hand, held the flute in the center of his palm, and when he raised his eyes again, the smile on his mouth returned to his evil spirit, looked at a certain place, and said, "Coming back?" ”

The tail note landed, and the robe with blue edges on a white background was gently raised and floated down again.

Nan Qifeng raised his eyebrows: "What about people?" ”

Li Chunfeng sighed slightly: "It's dead." ”

"Oh~" Nan Qifeng smiled playfully: "It turned out to be a pawn." ”

Shen Lingjun and Su Musha saw Li Chunfeng coming, and when they listened to this conversation again, they knew that he had just gone to chase the person who was whistling.

Shen Lingjun asked, "I wonder if the predecessors can find the cause of death?" ”

Li Chunfeng was about to answer, and Nan Qifeng was dissatisfied: "You call him senior?" "I didn't even call myself just now!

Shen Lingjun rubbed his nose and said in his heart - people are more like your predecessors.

However, he smiled and said, "You are young and beautiful." ”

Nan Qifeng snorted lightly: "The people of the Central Plains are all clever words. ”

After that, he jumped high from the branches, and suddenly jumped into the air, only a vague black shadow could be seen, and the breeze sent his unique fine voice: "Little baby, you go and check the rest of the matter yourself, we still have to leave beforehand." ”

Shen Lingjun twitched the corner of his mouth - little baby? But think about it carefully, Nan Qifeng, an old monster, doesn't know how many years he has lived, in his eyes, he is not a little baby.

No, Shen Lingjun jumped up and shouted, "You don't care about your apprentice?!" ”

There was no Nan Qifeng for a long time, and there was no reply.

Li Chunfeng looked at Shen Lingjun, after the little devil grew up, he became more and more different from the Demon Venerable, but his black eyes were smart, just like when he was a child.

Li Chunfeng's voice was low and steady: "Died of poisoning, but you don't have to go, the body is gone." ”

"What do you mean it's gone, it's taken away?" Shen Lingjun asked.

Su Musha stood up: "Impossible. "If this person's kung fu is so strong that he takes the body away directly in front of Li Chunfeng, it means that the rivers and lakes are about to be turbulent, and Li Chunfeng can't be so light-hearted.

Li Chunfeng put his eyes on Su Musha again, and there was a trace of curiosity in his eyes, it stands to reason that Su Musha is just an apprentice of the Sword Saint, but I don't know if it is a relationship that lives together all the year round, the two of them are very similar in behavior and temperament.

Thinking so, he replied: "When I went, I happened to see him poisoned to death, and his body exploded like powder, and he was nowhere to be found. ”

Shen Lingjun frowned: "Poison or explosives?" ”

Li Chunfeng shook his head slowly, then shook off the dust, and his face was gentle: "Fate originates and dies, everything has a certainty, you yourself and be careful." He jumped to his feet and walked away.

Shen Lingjun blinked, almost jumped to his feet, pointed to the air, and said to Su Musha: "Mumu, look, look at it, this is the legend of martial arts, the myth of the rivers and lakes!" One is more unreliable than the other! ”

Su Musha couldn't help but hold his forehead, he grew up in free-range since he was a child, and he always thought that his master in this world was no longer reliable, but he didn't expect that there would be even more unreliable.

When he came out of the forest, Shen Lingjun suddenly stopped and said, "Speaking of which, do you remember how Shangguan Rou was injured?" ”

Of course, Su Musha remembered what happened in the morning, so he nodded without hesitation.

Shen Lingjun pinched his chin: "The problem is, if as Nan Qifeng said, the corpse is full of poison and dies at the touch, then Shangguan Rou is torn like that, how can it be just a trauma." Could it be that this corpse is still divided into several batches, poisonous and non-toxic? "Nan Qifeng didn't mention it just now.

At this point, Su Musha was also puzzled, and said, "It's better to ask her tomorrow." ”

"It's fine."

The two discussed and decided to return to the Tingzi workshop with light work.

On this night, some people slept sweetly until dawn, and some people were plagued by nightmares and could not sleep peacefully.

Tang Tang is the latter.

So, as soon as the first light penetrated through the window, she rubbed her head as if it was about to crack.

Tang Tangtian was not afraid, and there were very few things she was afraid of, so she hardly had any nightmares, except for that time......

At that time, Tang Tang was more than three years old, and she watched her own mother being engulfed by the fire, and the anxious and miserable cry echoed in the sky, but the fire shone on the faces of the people around her, all of them were vicious and hideous.

After that, for more than half a year, Tang Tang would have nightmares every night, in which her mother was burned by the fire over and over again, which was miserable.

Later, Master took her to the Five Poisons, and she rarely had such dreams again until she didn't know at all.

Now that he is dreaming again, Tang Tang is like a different world, but he is a little confused.

This feeling of confusion lasted for a long time, and then Tang Tang lifted the quilt and got out of bed to wash.

Jelly Bean opened the crack in the door and came in with a head, his eyes spinning. Seeing Tang Tang get up, he opened the door with a smile and ran in.

Tang Tang opened the wardrobe and pouted when she saw the clothes in the cabinet, she didn't like the clothes of the Han people, and her chest was uncomfortable.

Jelly Bean helped pick it up: "This crimson purple? No, it's old-fashioned...... This yellow color seems to be a bit pretty...... County Lord, why don't you wear this one of hibiscus pink today? ”

Tang Tang took a date from the table and threw it on top of his head, raised his head and opened his mouth to catch it, and said, "Whatever." ”

In the interval between changing clothes, Tang Tang asked casually: "What about the stinky Taoist?" Didn't get up? ”

Jelly Bean put his sleeves in for Tang Tang, straightened his skirt, and suddenly paused when he heard the words, holding his face and screaming.

Tang Tang glanced at her: "What are you fussing about?" ”

Jelly Bean's mouth flattened, and he cried with a sad face: "County Lord, I wanted to tell you before, you were still asleep, and then I went out, and then I accidentally forgot ......"

Tang Tang knocked Jelly Bean's forehead with a flute: "Talk about the point!" ”

"Shen Gongzi asked the big county lord to invite him to Qiu Ju Yuan." After Jelly Bean finished speaking, he cautiously looked at Tang Tang's face.