"Trees are born according to water and soil, take root in the ground, draw groundwater, except for sunlight, all that can be touched is yin, so in most cases, the trees themselves are mostly yin. Taking the sun during the day and absorbing the essence of the moon at night, they are all natural spirits, and they cannot be said to be different from others because half of the name is a ghost word, nor can they be classified into other categories because the wind blows the branches and leaves. ”

"If you can't see someone else's name with a stupid word, you can say that they are stupid; Can't just because a person is ugly think that person is a bad person, and since this is the case with people, it is different from animals and plants? That's discrimination against tree animals! ”

With this explanation, Ku Ding blocked all the topics that could be blocked, Qiao Rourou pursed her mouth, and she didn't know what else to ask, as if everything she had heard about had been overturned by Ku Ding, and she tilted her body very unhappily.

Ku Ding looked at Qiao Rourou's lost eyes, and changed his seniority, so that he could be a little away from this girl, because at this moment, Qiao Rourou was about to lie on him.

"Really speaking, it's not that there are no such xenomorphs, but some xenomorphs are born in different places, and they are definitely not something that people can encounter, but the evil water locust that locks the evil ghost needs to be born on the shore of a weak water lake, and it does not see sunlight all its life, often drinks weak water, and is very good from the leaves and roots, and there is only one half-dead plant at the foot of Yinshan Mountain."

"As for the tears that can see ghosts, if a creature becomes a sperm, most of them will be fine."

Ku Ding still left some room for Qiao Rourou's imagination.

This made Ning Meng, who was driving in front of him, all kinds of innocent, and he was half as good as Qiao Rourou to him, so he flew happily.

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The car drove into the back door of the black shop safely, Qiao Rourou and Ku Ding got out of the car first, and went back to the house first, and the things in the trunk of the car were naturally moved by Ning Meng.

But when Qiao Rourou entered the house, Ku Ding squeezed a little, Qiao Rourou let go, as if she accidentally tripped over the threshold, Ku Ding's eyes were quick, while holding Qiao Rourou, her right hand pressed on the back of her neck, and Qiao Rourou fell asleep.

"Meng Po, help her into the house."

Almost on call, as soon as Ku Ding finished speaking, Meng Po had already appeared next to him, nodded and took Qiao Rourou from Ku Ding's arms.

"You're too eager."

"Don't be afraid, she received this information, better than her, indirectly conveying the past, it is much more relieving than telling it directly, [the hospital] has put some things in her, I haven't found out what it is, but, you can go to Lin Qihao's side to start, you go to investigate, Lin Qihao's side may be in contact with the [hospital], as soon as possible, if it really doesn't work, I can only take her to the basement."

Ku Ding pressed his temples, there have been a lot of things in the past few days, he should go and brush them up.

"But it's really unfair to her that you did this, you promised her mother not to involve her in."

Meng Po looked at the girl she was holding, and walked around the street all afternoon in the afternoon, which made her feel that this girl was a cute girl, she knew Qiao Rourou's mother, and in some cases, Qiao Rourou should call her aunt.

"I didn't want her to be involved, she found it herself, and she needed help. Besides, some people are already starting to get restless, and if we don't do something, it won't seem like we're being stingy. Besides, since I promised her to be my apprentice, how could I let her suffer the slightest grievance, and I will collect some interest on what those people do. Now, let's stabilize this girl's situation first. ”

"I hope you are really no longer as ruthless as before, and I hope you can really take us into account in your thoughts, and maybe everything we have belongs to you, but don't do anything to achieve your goals like you once did, you always have to give your feelings a little more bonding."

"Go ahead."

Ku Ding didn't want to talk to Meng Po about the past, it was a long-sealed past, a past he didn't want to remember.

"I'm Ku Ding, I didn't care who I was before, but now, I'm Ku Ding!"

Meng Po glanced at Ku Ding deeply, then bent down slightly, saluted, and then left with Qiao Rourou in her arms.

It wasn't until she watched Meng Po leave with Qiao Rourou in her arms that the expression on Ku Ding's face was slowly restrained, and there was no emotion at all, no joy or fear, like a puppet. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the indifference he had just now was gone, and he was back to the way he was before.

He shook his head, knowing that he had changed, and that wasn't a good thing.

"It's time to eat."

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In the underground of the [Black Shop], this place named "Warehouse" by Ku Ding, there is a large cauldron on the original open space, the bottom of the pot is engraved with mountains and rivers, and the front of the pot is a geomorphological map of an abyss crack, which looks like it is an old object.

"Sir, the ingredients are here for you, if it's okay, I'll go out first."

Ning Ran seemed to have some dislike for this place, after he put down the corpse, he wanted to leave, and after getting the nod from Ku Ding, he quickly turned around, not leaving for a moment, and even looked a little apprehensive.

Ku Ding didn't care about Ning Meng's departure, he threw the corpse into the pot, and it only took up the bottom side, which showed how big this cauldron was.

After peeling off the golden yellow paper that he had pasted with saliva before, streams of black liquid began to flow out from the various orifices of the corpse, and as soon as the black liquid with so much blood content in the human body gathered, it began to squirm wildly, but I don't know why, as if this pot was bound, let these black liquids struggle, but they couldn't get out of the range of this pot.

Stretching out his hand to pull the corpse out and put it aside, Ku Ding held on to the edge of the pot and read:

"The flames are up, the sun is rising, and the fire is on!"

There was no fire source under the pot, but there was a heat wave in the pot, and in just a moment, there were various crackling sounds, as if the black liquid in the pot was boiling and giving birth to some changes.

The black liquid struggled at first, and when it realized that it was powerless, it kept arching, as if it was bowing to Ku Ding and begging for mercy.

It's just that the temperature inside the pot is getting higher and higher, and the liquid is getting thicker and thicker, and he doesn't know where to grab a spatula and start stirring it in it, and after a while, he can already pull out the viscous sugar silk from the liquid.

Ku Ding didn't care about the last struggle of the liquid, under the boiling of no open flame, the liquid volatilized a lot of green gas, and the color was no longer the original black, when it revealed red light, the liquid had no movement, with Ku Ding's constant stirring, and finally turned into a translucent crystal, with a little golden yellow.

And the abyss diagram on the front of the cauldron didn't know when a little light appeared, pumping all the green qi volatilized by the original liquid into it. In the end, only a maltose-like mass remained in the pot.