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A mischievous smile appeared on Gu Mei'er's face, she seemed to want to say something more, but when the words came to her mouth, she was choked by the smell of blood mixed in the air, but perhaps because she had already been accustomed to the smell of blood, she turned her head and tried it in the air a few times, and then frowned. Xiao Yifei just glanced at her www.biquge.info and immediately realized something, and he asked in a low voice, "So...... Do you really smell it? ”
"Since it's their lair, of course it will smell like that, and it won't be wrong, it's the same as the place we found before where people had already gone to the nest, but I'm afraid that the lives of those who were captured by them would be in danger. This time it is absolutely unlikely to be a coincidence, and our previous conjecture has basically been confirmed. Basically, I can assume that it wasn't my crankiness. Gu Mei'er's face was a little serious that she had never seen before.
"Are you talking about the conjecture that your master once thought was utter nonsense?" Xiao Yifei put away the smile on his face, he had never been so serious, he knew very well that providing the same conclusion to that person again meant that they would never turn back, and Gu Mei'er's conjecture was considered by everyone to be nothing more than a fool's dream from the beginning. Even if they had secretly infiltrated the tombs of many people, many people still could not believe in such a reality, after all, the new idea was too shocking to be trusted without conclusive evidence.
"It's not uncommon to use blood in pills. Don't you always like to mention that Peng Zu, who has lived for more than 800 years, in front of us? You have also said that human beings live far longer than we think. It's just because of human beings themselves that people's lifespans have become so short. Gu Mei'er unfolded her medicine box, took out something wrapped in oiled paper, and slowly unfolded it in front of Xiao Yifei, she smiled bitterly: "This matter ...... In fact, my brothers and sisters have been trying hard to track down...... To sustain one's life with the blood of a young man and to seek immortality is just one of the more unacceptable things, and this ...... In fact, it has always been a secret that has not been passed on, this is the information that one of my former uncles exchanged for his life, saying that there is a man known as 'Mr. Black', who has obtained this prescription, as long as he collects five hundred boys and five hundred virgins, and takes their essence and blood and integrates them into the pill, he can make an elixir of immortality. ”
This is something that Xiao Yifei never thought about, and what he didn't expect was that those rumored things would be displayed in front of him at this special moment in the way of Yue Xue. He hesitated to speak, but saw that what Gu Mei'er was holding in his hand was a parchment roll that had already changed color, and there was an indescribable faint unpleasant smell on it.
It was only the thrilling thing on the picture that made him ignore the discomfort in his eyes, and focus all his eyes on such a strangely shaped vessel, one of which was stirring vigorously. There were a few lines of words on the side that had already been blurred, and it was impossible to see what it was.
A sad expression appeared on Gu Mei'er's face, and she remembered that day, in fact, she was just a child that day. It was a gloomy morning, and she was only a five or six-year-old child, but there were restless footsteps in the courtyard from time to time, obviously they were all anxiously waiting for news, she only knew that the person she was waiting for was her uncle, she was the most favored disciple of the master, and she was also the most skilled closed disciple who was considered to have been passed on by the master. According to the agreed time, he should have appeared here a day ago, because he was worried, so the head of the sect sent a few disciples down the mountain to answer.
The head of the house, who had always been in excellent spirits, looked a little uneasy because of sleepless for several days, and he seemed to feel a little uncomfortable when he was standing in the courtyard, so he covered his chest with his hand and let out a sigh of relief: "It's really old, such a trivial matter can make me so concerned, and it will definitely become a joke if it really reaches the ears of outsiders." Mei'er, come here......"
After saying this, the head of the house held up his beard, which had already turned white, with one hand, and beckoned to his eyebrows with the other hand. Meng Er didn't think much about it, and walked over with his worried eyes.
"Where did Uncle Shi go? I miss him......" Mei'er muttered obediently, and she grabbed the head of the man's beard and said loudly, "He said he would give me a beautiful thrush when he came back......"
"Your uncle will be back." The face of the head of the gate was not quite right, he stood up, took Mei'er's hand and walked towards the mountain gate.
But it was at this time that suddenly a person came from the mountain in a hurry, he appeared in front of Gu Mei'er out of breath, Mei'er recognized that it was one of the people who was responsible for answering the uncle, only to see that when he saw the head of the house, he suddenly knelt on the ground, and said continuously: "Master, your old man must take care, Senior Brother Sheng, he was seriously injured......
Just by hearing this sentence, the head of the house already understood what was happening. There was still a faint smile on his face, but he only calmed down for a moment, and then he felt the head of the house holding his hand trembling slightly, and it seemed that something warm was dripping onto his face. When Mei'er raised his head, he only saw a trace of blood hanging from the corner of the head's mouth. Then I saw all the people running towards them, holding the unsteady leader.
It was only a moment before a man covered in blood was carried to the mountain gate. Mei'er's always dashing uncle was lying there, his gray clothes soaked in blood and black. He struggled to make a little noise to his side. Relying on his senior sister Zheng Yue beside him, he held an oiled paper bag in front of the head with both hands.
"Sheng'er ......" The always quiet head almost couldn't cry, and he came to Uncle Sheng's side tremblingly.
Mei'er, who was supposed to be scared, was guarding the side of the head of the house, she didn't quite understand what life and death were, but she was infected by the emotions around her, and her face was full of tears.
"I ...... Find ......" Uncle Sheng tried his best to make a sound, but because his throat was already seriously injured, he could only barely make a sound. This made him quite painful, and with great effort, he raised his hand, drew a circle in the air, and then looked at his master with a smile and tilted his head to the side.
"That's what my little uncle bought with his life." The brow, who has always liked to play around, frowned and said, "We have spent so many years of effort, but we have never found a strong clue. ”