Wemo was looking at the dead tree, and suddenly the sky was dark, as if it were silent late at night. But he knew it was definitely not nighttime.

"Eclipse?" he was a little surprised, this was an unusual celestial aspect.

On the stick, there was still a strong pulling force, which kept leading him to the hole in the tree.

Wei Mo hesitated for a moment, then decided to move closer.

The closer he got to the tree, the more Vemo felt a strange aura. There was a cool wind blowing out, and the temperature was much lower than the freezing temperature outside.

However, when he went to feel it carefully, it was replaced by a hot wind, like a raging flame.

Vermo's heart was pounding, and a nerve in his brain was tense.

"There shouldn't be any treasures here, right?" he said secretly.

The hole in the tree was not too big, but the opening was very open, but it was black, and Wei Mo leaned closer, only to find that there was a grass as long as his little arm inside.

The snow-white stems, the pitch-black round leaves, and the two distinct currents of air, one cold and one hot, are all emitted when the wind blows through it.

As it got closer, the burning stick stopped a lot. Wei Mo's heart was overjoyed, and he suddenly thanked the mad beggar.

In the vicinity of all natural and earthly treasures, there will be demonic beasts guarding them. Although this place did not look like a blessed land that could grow heaven and earth, Wei Mo still looked nervously left and right, except for a three-flowered owl parked in the tree, there was nothing unusual.

He was overjoyed and reached out to grab the spirit grass.

Laugh at!

As soon as his fingers touched the blades of the spirit grass, Wei Mo saw his fingertips begin to smoke. Then, a sharp burning pain came. He quickly retracted his hand, and was shocked to find that his fingertips were charred and blackened, and they were actually burned.

"It hurts!" Wei Mo blew the wound, and then the spiritual light surged, urging the spiritual power to infiltrate the wound.

The wound was healed, but very slowly, and it was clear that this was not an ordinary burn. Wei Mo stared at the tree hole stupidly, thinking about what to do.

How could this leaf have such a high temperature? After a while, Wei Mo picked up a small pebble and threw it over.

This time, the pebble was thrown on the stem, clicked, and actually froze. This made Wei Mo more and more excited, and he was sure that he had picked up the treasure.

It seems that although the Lin family has a bad heart, they have inadvertently done a good deed to him.

After several temptations, Wei Mo's mood turned from excitement to depression. What's the use of just finding the baby?

Wei Mo sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the sky was still black.

"It's black, everything is black, I hate it!" he muttered, and suddenly, with a flash of inspiration in his mind, he turned to look at the burning stick he held in his left hand.

"Haha, what a fool I am, how did I forget you? Try it!" Wei Mo took the burning stick and stabbed forward.

The moment the burning stick touched the spirit grass, a black light swept over the stem.

Laugh at!

Then there was a sharp sound, accompanied by a strange fragrance.

Wei Mo was stunned, he didn't expect this burning stick to be so useful? He took it back and saw that there was nothing abnormal about it.

Reach out and try to touch the spirit grass again, it is no longer hot.

Wei Mo's heart was racing and he was unusually excited. He took a deep breath, trying to restrain his emotions, and carefully dug up the spirit grass by the roots. In order to ensure its freshness, he also specially dug up some soil to wrap the grass roots.

Strange to say, when Wemo dug up the grass, the sky suddenly brightened, and the eclipse ended.

Wei Mo looked at the sky in amazement, and then at the spirit grass in his arms. His mind was spinning extremely quickly, and he felt that this spirit grass was quite familiar.

Finally, he remembered: "Isn't this the night sun grass?"

The Wei family has been in the spirit grass and pill business for generations, and there are many books about spirit grass in the library.

Although Wei Mo was not treated well since he was a child, he was never indebted in terms of reading. He had read a lot of books, and he had read about the Nightshade Grass from a book dedicated to the species of Spirit Grass.

It's just that I was young at that time, and I only knew its general shape and grade at a cursory glance.

Wei Mo stared at the night sun grass for a long time, and then looked at the burning stick in his hand, and the appearance of the dirty and crazy beggar appeared in his mind.

Everything seems to be accidental, and it seems to be predestined. The mad beggar pestered Wei Mo, asking him to apprentice and give him a burning stick. Now Wei Mo suddenly felt very guilty, thinking, "I really have to bring him the Night Sun Grass......

He wondered what else the mad beggar would surprise him. Even, will this guy have a way to save Sister Qin'er?

After picking up the night sun grass, Wei Mo looked at the sky, it was already approaching dusk, and the twilight was four. He was hungry, and when a dazed pheasant ran by, he went up and killed him, and barbecued him in the wilderness, ate half of it, kept half of it, and then galloped away to Qinghua City.

With a full stomach, Wei Mo spared no effort to run wildly, and when he returned to the city, it was already dark. Lights are lit up in every house in the city, and smoke curls from cooking.

Wei Mo stood at the gate of the city, identified the direction, and headed for the East Fourth Bridge.

"Whew~Whew!"

As soon as he reached the bridge, Vemo heard a thunderous snoring.

At this time, there are few pedestrians on the road, and this snoring sound is even more harsh. Wei Mo had a black line in his head, thinking that this must be the movement of a mad beggar.

He went down to the bridge cave, and sure enough, he found the mad beggar lying on the stone slab, with his legs crossed, and sleeping soundly. On the surface of the river, the water was covered with a thick layer of ice, but he was bare-chested and breast-bare, and he was not afraid of panicking.

"Ahem!" Wei Mo deliberately coughed loudly and jumped onto the slate with a thud, which shook.

The mad beggar woke up from his dream and jumped up in fright.

"Who? don't rob my roast chicken!" he cried out in a daze, drooling from afar.

Wei Mo was speechless, and when it came to roast chicken, he still had half of it in his arms, so he took it out. Although it ran for more than an hour in the cold night, this roast chicken still carried body temperature and a slight smell of sweat.

"Oh, there is no Boss Zhang, there is Boss Wei's roast chicken, do you want to eat it?" Wei Mo said.

The mad beggar sniffed the fragrant scent, and suddenly became completely conscious, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. He smiled and pounced on the roast chicken: "Of course, the roast chicken is delicious." ”

Wei Mo retracted his hand, put the roast chicken back in his arms, and smiled: "I don't just have roast chicken!"

He took out the night sun grass again and shook it in front of the mad beggar's eyes: "What do you see here?"

The mad beggar glanced at the Night Sun Grass, but he was not interested in this third-order spirit grass at all. This spiritual grass, which is worth a thousand gold, is not as attractive as half a roast chicken.

Wei Mo has a black line in his head, and a madman is a madman. But it doesn't matter if you're crazy, you asked for the night sun grass yourself, right?

"Hey, didn't you ask me for the Night Sun Grass, what's wrong now?"

The crazy beggar picks at his ass: "I want to eat chicken!" and his tone was like that of a child who was playing tricks.

"It's okay to eat chicken, tell me first, why do you want night sun grass? Also, if you want to eat chicken, you have to tell me who you are!" Wei Mo sat on the ground and raised the price.

"Heal, I'm sick!" said the mad beggar's dirty face, and he lowered his voice mysteriously.

Wei Mo rolled his eyes: "I can see it." ”

Sou!

Caught off guard, the crazy beggar stretched out his hand, snatched the roast chicken out of his arms, laughed and jumped, and hid to the side to eat.