I watched Qiu Shasha sitting alone in the distance, shook my head and stopped thinking, and let the fat man take out compressed biscuits from his carry-on backpack and distribute them to everyone.

Although Rushuang was reborn as a human again, she didn't seem to want to eat, and she was very resistant, and when she smelled the smell of what she ate, she would retch and nausea inexplicably.

Seeing Rushuang like this now casts a cloud over my heart.

Rushuang has been reborn as a human being, with breathing, heartbeat and body temperature, exactly like us, so as long as it is a human being, if you want to continue to live, you must eat, Rushuang's current state makes me feel uneasy and worried.

It's okay, she's going to be a little uncomfortable at first, but it'll be fine after a while. I comforted myself in my heart.

"Rushuang, you try to drink some water first, can you drink water?" I said as I handed the mineral water in my hand to Rushuang.

Fortunately, she could still drink the water, and after a few sips, Rushuang returned the mineral water to me.

Seeing that Rushuang can drink water, this makes me feel a little at ease.

At this point, after everyone had eaten and drunk enough, our group packed up and began to follow the map and follow the path we had come.

In order to hurry up, I walked in front of the team to lead the way this time, and my pace quickened.

After walking for about two hours, I could clearly hear Rushuang following me start to gasp for breath. When I heard this, I turned my head to look at Rushuang, only to find that her face was flushed, her breathing was short, and beads of sweat were constantly sliding down her forehead.

I could see at a glance that this was the result of a severe physical overdraft.

It seems that after Rushuang was reborn as a human this time, her physical strength was not much at all, and compared with those of us who often climb mountains and wade through water, she couldn't keep up at all.

"Rushuang, I'll carry you on my back." I looked at Rushuang and said.

Rushuang was not pretentious, nodded, and asked me to carry her on my back.

She is a smart woman, a smart woman will always judge the situation, she knows her current situation very well, and going hard will only drag down the speed of the whole team, so she did not continue to force herself. And she also understands that after I recover my yang energy, I am carrying a person on my back, and there is really no pressure or burden.

Except for a brief rest in the middle of the night, we had been hurrying quickly, and as dawn approached we finally saw the cave where we had been hidden.

Entering the cave, the fat man and I first carefully examined it, and found that the blood-red insects in the cave had long disappeared, so we beckoned everyone to enter the cave to rest.

The fat man and I arranged a vigil in shifts, and everyone was tired enough, so in order to save time, we did not put up the tents, but spread them all on the ground with blankets, and lay down to sleep.

Rushuang and Qiu Shasha huddled together and slept on top of the flat tent.

Sitting on the sidelines, I quietly looked at Rushuang's face after falling asleep, and all that rose in my heart was satisfaction and happiness.

Love, what exactly is it?

I think love should be very simple, and it should be very complicated, but when a person meets the right person, everything becomes very simple, and I just want to be with him (her) all the time, that's all.

"Senior brother, you were tired in the first half of the night, I'll go to bed first." At this time, the fat man put the packed backpack together, looked at me and said.

"Okay, I'll call you later." I said yes.

…… After a while, the snoring of a fat man came from inside this quiet cave. Feng'er on the side slept very lightly, and was immediately woken up by the sound of the fat man's snoring, she stretched out her arm and pushed it towards the fat man's back, and the fat man's snoring was intercepted. But after a while, the snoring sounded again.

In the first half of the night, I spent the first half of the night watching Feng'er constantly push the fat man with her hands......

In the second half of the night, I woke up the fat man who was sleeping soundly and lay down to rest. Although there was no fat man's snoring, I still couldn't sleep as I lay on top of the tent.

Now in addition to worrying about Rushuang, I am worried about one more thing, if that Imperial Shadow has not harmed me, then who is the person who did what I heard him say to me before, and his soul?

Is it the Dragon and Tiger Sect's Sect Master Hongyan? Or is it someone else?

And after we go back this time, if Hongyan and the others come to us, will it be their opponent with my current strength?

Although I have now returned to the body of the eight souls and comprehended the sixth form of the Dragon and Tiger Seven Forgiveness Seal, when facing the red smoke, I still don't have much certainty, this woman's terrifying strength is definitely not so easy to deal with.

If I want to win her, I think with my current strength, I'm afraid it's still far behind.

I sighed lightly, rolled over, stopped thinking about these distractions and was about to go to bed, when the voice of gluttony came:

"Zuo Thirteen, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what do you always think with a sigh??"

After hearing Glutton's words, I was worried that no one spoke, so I happened to tell Gluttony what I had just thought.

After hearing this, he was silent for a while, and then said to me:

"Thirteen, I really don't know about your daughter-in-law's rebirth as a human being, because I have the impression that no one can come back from the dead like her. But if you want to deal with the woman named Red Smoke, I can give you a heads-up. ”

"Reminder? What do you mean? I asked, puzzled.

"You have a family ritual weapon in your baggage, and if you can control it in your lifetime, then you will definitely be like a tiger." Gluttony said to me.

"You mean the Sword?" That's the first thing that comes to my mind.

Tao Tao said: "It's not the Sword, this weapon is not comparable to the Sword." ”

"Or is it the Xuanhuang Dijing?" I then asked.

"It's not it, it now has its own life and thoughts with the help of the anger in your body, so the current "Xuanhuang Dijing" is no longer a Taoist magic weapon."

"It has a life and a mind of its own? What does that mean? I asked, looking at the gluttony.

"You will know for yourself in the future that this book is not a sword of the underworld, so it will never recognize the Lord, let alone be harnessed by anyone." There is obviously something in the glutton's words at this time.

"You make it clear, what the hell is going on with this "Xuanhuang Dijing"?!" I'm starting to get anxious.

"Some things, it has been predestined for a long time, even if I tell you, it is useless, and there is no way to change it." The meaning of the gluttonous words was obviously that he didn't want to tell me.

I don't know if it's because it's afraid of this "Xuanhuang Dijing", or if there is something else.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, I won't force you, but you can always tell me what kind of Taoist magic weapon is in the baggage that can make me feel like a tiger?" I asked.

"Bloodwood dust." Gluttony said to me word by word.

When I heard these four words that Tao Tao said to me, my heart was shocked, and I immediately thought of the snake spirit I had used a dust whisk to deal with the snake spirit who had sought revenge on me. Because after using it once, the yang energy on my body was almost sucked dry by it, and I almost died because of it, so I kept the whisk in the compartment of my carry-on backpack and never dared to touch it again.

What I didn't expect was that the last hole card against Hongyan and others was it.

"What the hell is the origin of that whisk?" I asked curiously, and slowly sat up from the tent and pulled the whisk out of my backpack.

"The so-called blood wood is a rare tree called the Jiuyang Blood Tree, after the Song Dynasty, this tree has been completely peerless, even before the Song Dynasty, if you want to use this wood to cast a magic weapon, you have to have a great opportunity. First of all, the Jiuyang Blood Tree that casts the magic weapon must be more than a hundred years old. In addition, the trees have to go through three spring thunders and not die, and at the third hour of the first month of March, the materials are used to cast magic weapons, the trunk is not solid one moment earlier, and the tree dies one moment later, so the person who can cast this dust whisk must not be an ordinary person. This magic weapon can not only fix the yang and calm the world, but also overcome the yin and divide the two worlds. So you say that the origin of this bloodwood dusting is not big? "Glutton, the know-it-all, seriously explained to me the origin of the bloodwood whisk I am holding in my hand now.