"Didn't you say that this is spiritual spring water, after it is combined with corpse poison, maybe some special changes will occur, such as neutralizing part of the toxicity, so that the villagers will not die when they use the water, but like a chronic poison, their bodies will be hollowed out little by little, so that they will die early. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It's really possible to hear you say that, so what should we do next!" Yang Xiaoding continued to ask, but he had no choice but to hug his old thighs.

"When we go out, let's go to the location of Lingquan to see the situation first, and then make the next plans." When Qingshan Daoren said these words, he looked at the village chief and asked for his opinion.

Lingquan, the village chief remembers that it seems to be in the back mountain, and the few villagers who were seriously ill two days ago also had an accident after staying in the back mountain, could it be that the cause of the incident really came from there?

The request was simple, and he was eager to know the answer, so the village chief suppressed his thoughts and nodded in agreement.

In addition to these, there were no other valuable clues around, Yang Xiaoding and Qingshan Daoren put on the blindfold again, and were led back to the small courtyard by the village chief, and when they left, Yang Xiaoding's eyes swept over the coffin and murals, and sighed leisurely.

The so-called thin life is probably like this.

After returning to the courtyard, the village chief quickly took the two of them to the location of the original medicine field in the back mountain, and he had an irrepressible excitement in his heart.

He had wasted too much time for the strange illness of the villagers, and now that he finally had a clue, how could he not make him excited.

It was also his carelessness, those murals have been seen countless times, but she didn't see the point, if it weren't for the mention of the two guests today, she was afraid that she would not be aware of it for the rest of her life.

The scene in the back mountain has changed a lot from when Yang Xiaoding saw it before, there are some weeds on both sides of the path, and occasionally there are a few small flowers, all of which are wilted, without the slightest anger, which makes the hearts of those who see it dull.

It is in stark contrast to the red flowers and green grass of the past, which are full of vitality.

The original medicinal fields have been reclaimed and planted with crops, but the growth is not very good, sparse, which is really ironic, the land that used to be able to grow even elixir is now so difficult to feed some ordinary crops.

When he walked to the location of the spiritual spring, Yang Xiaoding found that it had become a potholed stone pile, and the spring water had long dried up, and there was not even the deep river channel left.

When we meet again, everything is already different.

"This is where the spiritual spring used to be, but now all that is left is the stone." The village chief stood still in front of the stone pile, looked at Yang Xiaoding and the two said, and there was some pity in his tone.

Qingshan Daoist came to him, squatted down to look at the stones carefully, and at this look, he really found something different.

Normal stones are nothing more than white or cyan or gray, but the stones here look faintly glowing with black light, and when you get closer, you can smell a pungent stench.

Qingshan Dao was shocked, he had seen this kind of strange thing in other places.

It was still when he was physically strong in his early years, and he went everywhere to visit the mountains and rivers, passing through a place called Fairy Mountain, where the scenery was beautiful, the mountains and rivers were picturesque, and many trees had grown for a long time.

He liked the beauty of nature very much, so he stayed a few more days, and in the evening he found a big tree, lit a fire, and rested against the tree, but the first few nights it was calm and nothing happened, and on the last day, when he chose a big willow tree to rest, he found that something was wrong.

The willow tree had thick branches, and it was difficult for anyone to hug it, and it had obviously grown for hundreds of years, but its crown did not stretch out like other trees, but closed together, as if it had wrapped something, and it looked very strange.

At that time, the Qingshan Dao people circled around the big tree several times, and they didn't find anything wrong, so they didn't think much about it.

Who knew that when night fell and the moon was dusk, he noticed that the big willow tree had begun to slowly overflow with white mist.

The branches also began to rustle, shaking in mid-air.

As a person who had been cultivating for many years, he was keenly aware of the resentment and evil aura contained in the mist, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back in his heart, and then look at the big willow tree.

How can there be a tall and majestic monster in the daytime, and the whole gloomy monster.

It's like cultivating to become refined, if it takes time, it will definitely be a disaster.

Since he encountered this kind of thing, he had no intention of sitting idly by, and his momentum revealed a bit of killing intent, Xu is willow tree felt uneasy, so he took the initiative to stretch out his long branches and leaves and swept towards him, Qingshan Dao people are already experienced in a hundred battles, so they will naturally not be frightened by these.

Immediately, he pulled out and cut it down, and cut down on the branch that rushed to him, and the sharp knife flashed, and the branch was cut into two pieces and fell to the ground, and the willow tree did not flinch when it was hurt, and then stretched out many branches, and pounced on the Qingshan Daoist with an overwhelming encirclement.

Qingshan Dao's face did not change and moved his body to dodge, and the long knife in his hand did not dare to slack off at all, and kept cutting at the branches.

It didn't take long for a lot of broken branches and leaves to pile up on the ground, the branches of the big willow tree were cut down a lot, and there was a gap in the original hugging momentum, and the Qingshan Daoist saw clearly that there was actually a corpse wrapped in it, covered with white hair, and the facial features were twisted together, I don't know if it was a man or a woman, if it wasn't for the figure, I really couldn't guess that this was a person.

On closer inspection, the corpse had a rope around its neck, the other end of which was tied to one of the thick branches.

After all, he is well-informed and has been dealing with demons and evil for a long time, just looking at this scene, the Qingshan Daoist guessed in his heart.

The man should have hanged himself and died, but he didn't expect the corpse to hang on the branch, but it was picked up by the willow tree that was negative, and it wrapped the corpse as a medium to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, but those aura was tainted by evil things, and it also brought a little bit of the resentment left by the corpse when it died, and the big willow tree that absorbed this aura was naturally contaminated with evil nature, so it was so aggressive.

Knowing what happened, the Qingshan Daoist didn't dare to show mercy to his subordinates, so he immediately bit his fingers, drew two high-grade fire-initiating runes with blood, pasted them on the trunk of the willow tree, and chanted a spell in his mouth, and the power of the rune paper was triggered, and a beam of red flames rose to the sky in an instant, burning the big willow tree.

The scorching heat scorched it, as if it felt the coming of death, and the big willow tree struggled desperately, and the remaining branches fluttered in the air, but it could not break free.