Wu Xie looked at the moving masks on the tree, stared at them, turned his head and asked Master Liang, "Is that the strange thing you are talking about?" ”

Master Liang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Wu Xie's gaze, and suddenly his legs were weak in fright: "Ah! That's it! They're chasing down! ”

Boss Wang also jumped to his feet in a hurry: "It's over!" Really chased down! Let's hurry down, we can't stay on this bronze tree any longer! ”

"You two give me peace of mind! I'll kick you all down! Lao Itch scolded them for two sentences to shut up, took out his pistol and replaced it with a new magazine, and asked Wu Xie: "Old Wu, what should we do?" Do you go the same way or kill those things and keep going? ”

Wu Xie ignored the old itch, and from the moment he first saw these weird masks, he tried to adjust his feelings to the state of Gujing without waves. Broken Chen once told him that in this state, people's brains are the most awake, and their intuition is also the sharpest, and if they want to sense whether something is dangerous or not, they can judge it in this state.

"It's strange that you can feel that those faces have malice, but there is no sense of danger." Wu Xie frowned slightly, raised his hand and pulled the trigger, he decided to test it first. With a bang, a bullet shattered a mask, and the stone fragments flew sideways, and half a fluffy bug fell right at the feet of several people.

When Wu Xie saw that it was a bug, his heart suddenly lightened, and he was not worried at all.

When Master Liang saw this insect, he suddenly realized: "I know!" This thing is a mantis Gu! ”

Seeing that several people had inexplicable expressions, Master Liang hurriedly explained: "The sacrificial holy places of ethnic minorities are very sacred in the hearts of the clansmen, not only guarded by people, but also by the priest to perform some kind of magic to protect their gods from harassment. In the legends of ethnic minorities, the process of casting spells is very mysterious, and this kind of magic has been passed down to the present day, and it has become an omnipotent Gu magic in the novel. ”

When Wu Xie heard this, he understood that these insects were a kind of Gu technique. Gu art has been inherited for a long time in Chinese history, and has undergone several changes, but no matter how it changes, all Gu techniques are born from insects, and Gu techniques were called dish insect techniques at that time. These masked monkeys and dried corpses, mysterious and inexplicable, may be the product of this ancient Gu technique.

Master Liang continued: "This mask is a kind of Gu technique, called the Gu Gu, which can make people very aggressive, and now hidden in the cavity of the mouth behind the mask, the kind of worm that goes deep into the throat, may be the original form of the ancient Gu Gu, this kind of insect may be able to affect the nervous system of animals or people, attack strangers from outside, and protect the place of sacrifice from being violated." ”

Things were figured out, but except for Wu Xie, the faces of the other three were not good-looking. The thought of that hairy, disgusting bug going down their throats made them panic.

"Old Wu, this thing is so evil, and there are so many of them, what should we do?" Old Itch was a little numb, and he wanted to go on, but the situation didn't seem very optimistic.

Boss Wang, who had not spoken, was almost frightened at this time: "Two heroes, this thing is about to be chased down, let's go quickly, otherwise it will be too late." ”

Boss Wang's words were good, seeing that those Gu masks were about to crawl closer, Master Liang and Old Itch were already ready to move, ready to climb down.

Wu Xie grabbed the old itch, and then without saying a word, he removed the glove of his left hand, and took out the short-handled ancient knife with his right hand and slashed it lightly on the palm of his left hand, and bright red blood suddenly came out of the knife.

The old itch was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't understand why Wu Xie did this: "Old Wu, you won't be in a hurry, right?" How can you cut yourself with a knife? ”

Wu Xie ignored him, but instead clenched his fists hard to squeeze out more blood. A drop of blood ran down their fingers and landed on the bronze branch they were standing on. There was a sudden silence around them, and those Gu Gu who had been approaching suddenly stopped brushing together.

Wu Xie raised his eyes and saw that his heart said that it was really effective, and then his palm turned down, letting his blood drip down. Almost instantly, those mantis Gu seemed to have seen the cat's rats, and they retreated far away, the speed was more than twice as fast as before, and they all disappeared in the blink of an eye, and they were stunned for a moment.

After a long time, Master Liang suddenly sighed, and then pounced on Wu Xie's feet with a distressed face, dipped his hand in Wu Xie's dripping blood, and wiped it on himself. Seeing this, Boss Wang also reacted, and immediately pounced on it and grabbed the blood with Master Liang. It's just that the old itch is inexplicable, and I still think that these people are all convulsive.

They didn't stop until the two of them wiped their faces red and there was no blood on the ground. Master Liang looked at Wu Xie's hand and said happily: "Brother Wu, you are really a nobleman!" There will be such a good thing as the unicorn blood! ”

Wu Xie raised his eyebrows: "Oh? You know. ”

Master Liang and Boss Wang nodded desperately, and Boss Wang said: "Although I don't have much culture, I know a lot of rare treasures, because my ancestor was a great courtier, and there are countless treasures that have passed by, and I have heard about the unicorn." ”

The old itch couldn't hold it back for a long time, and hurriedly asked them, "What did you say?" So mysterious? What are the Kirin Blood and Kirin Exhaustion? ”

Master Liang glanced at Wu Xie before explaining: "Qilin exhaustion is the blood clot formed by the blood of the Qilin, which is a very valuable Chinese medicine, but it is not the blood of the real Qilin, but the juice of a plant, this plant is called the Qilin Blood Vine, also known as the Blood Snake Vine, which is generally found in places farther south. The longer the unicorn is placed, the better the effect, in the early stage it only has some ordinary functions, generally used in medicine, but in traditional Chinese medicine, there is a rare use, that is, it is used to smoke the corpse. In ancient times, some ethnic minorities and some mountain villages would press a piece of unicorn on the navel of the corpse to bury it together, which could remove the yin qi of the corpse, and although the corpse would rot, it would not attract maggots. As the years go by, the unicorn will gradually turn from dark red to black, and the longer the age, the darker it becomes. When it reaches a certain time, the nature will change, and it will become melt-in-the-mouth, and after people eat it, the evil insects will not get close, and even mosquitoes will not dare to look for you in summer. ”

Speaking of this, Master Liang paused, then looked at Wu Xie with envy, and continued: "Originally, I had only heard of it, and I didn't believe it much all along, but just now I saw Brother Wu forcing back that Gu with my own eyes, so I believed that there really was such a treasure!" ”

After listening to Master Liang's words, Lao Itch jumped in front of Wu Xie with a look of surprise, grabbed Wu Xie's left hand and didn't let go: "Haha!" Lao Wu, you are really, you don't say it earlier if you have such a bullish skill, which makes me worry blindly. Hurry up, smear all your blood on me, and I won't be afraid to meet that worm again. ”

Wu Xie shook his head and smiled, shook his hand and slapped a blood mark on his face: "Stay aside, I'm not a blood cow, and I'm smeared all of it, one point is enough." ”

While busy wiping the blood, Lao Qi asked Wu Xie: "Old Wu, when did you eat that unicorn exhausted?" ”

Hearing Lao Itch ask, Wu Xie smiled bitterly and did not answer. Speaking of which, Wu Xie found out that he had this ability because of an accident. ”

At that time, he had just returned to Hainan from the undersea tomb, and that night, in addition to A-Ning, the four of them, Duan Chen, Wu Xie, Fat Man and Stuffy Oil Bottle, gathered in the restaurant for a big dinner. The fat man had a bad mouth and asked for a dish of fried scorpion tigers, that is, he threw the live scorpions into the boiling oil, fried and crispy and fragrant. Wu Xie didn't dare to eat this thing, but he had a good night and wanted to try it. But who knew that those scorpions were all crowded in the corner of the cage, desperately avoiding him.

The stuffy oil bottle knew that the wounds on Wu Xie's body were bloody, and when he saw the situation again, he asked Wu Xie if he had ever eaten something the size of a nail and clotted fat. Wu Xie couldn't remember that he had ever eaten such a thing, and shook his head and said he didn't know. On the contrary, it was Jiechen on the side who reminded him that when he and the fat man were in the blue-eyed fox corpse illusion at the tomb of King Lu, they had swallowed something like a piece of armor.

When Wu Xie heard this, he suddenly remembered that there was such a thing, and then the stuffy oil bottle said that the Qilin blood was exhausted, which made the fat man on the side envious to death, and kept complaining that he didn't have this luck.

At the end of the memory, Wu Xie came back to his senses and looked at the old itch with a thirsty face, shook his head and said, "Let's talk about this later, let's continue to go." ”

Seeing him playing mysterious, Lao Itch cut it unhappily, but didn't ask any more. Master Liang and Boss Wang next to him complimented endlessly, saying that Wu Xie has a high fortune and great creation, and with this kind of precious blood, it is not a problem to steal any tomb.

Wu Xie knew that they were touting themselves so much in the hope that they would slap him up so that he could escape with his life. He didn't break it, and continued to climb to the top of the tree after saying hello. And with Wu Xie's blood, he never encountered those mantis Gu again along the way, and he climbed higher and higher very smoothly.

On the other side, inside the Bronze Divine Tree, the Spirit of the Divine Tree looked at the dying Broken Chen in front of him, and said angrily, "You damned mortal! You really won't let go until you die, right?! ”

Broken Chen's tired face was full of mockery, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't waste your strength, anyway, you can't torture me to death directly, as long as I don't let go, I can't die." Hehe... If you have that heart to complain, you might as well think of something else, just this old routine, I'm almost falling asleep. ”

"Humph! I'll see how long you can get your mouth stiff! The Divine Tree was annoyed, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled evilly: "By the way, there are your friends among those people outside, right, if I do something to them, what will happen to you?" ”

"Hehe..."Broken Chen smiled indifferently, "You are so despicable, but your threats are useless to me, more important than their lives, of course, my own." ”

"Really? It means that if they die, they will die, right, then I'll let my pet play with them, huh! "The Divine Tree's mind was seen through, and he was a little annoyed and angry.

Duan Chen shut up, but sighed in his heart: "Wu Xie, ask for more blessings." ”

At this time, the four people who were climbing to the top of the tree noticed a sudden shock from the bronze tree, and then a series of violent shakings, this time the shaking was even greater than when the old man Tai fell, and the thing that caused this shaking was definitely a behemoth!

Wu Xie, who was crawling at the front, immediately stopped, and then held his breath. Suddenly, a cold feeling of extreme danger came over him. He subconsciously looked up and found that in the darkness above his head, a huge eye was slowly opening.

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PS: Ask for recommendations and collections! It's really not good to stay up late, the headache is done again, and I am tossed to death, alas... In addition, this part of the Qinling Divine Tree is about to end, and I will continue to Genting Heavenly Palace later, but I am going to add more self-created plots to the Tiangong Scroll, so I will not be with the naïve comrades.

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