Xiao Dizi suddenly smiled and said, "Master must think it's too dirty, so he used the technique, right?"

"Not bad at all. Lu Qiming frowned, and said four tricks in a row, temporarily sealed it with lightning speed, and then used a "breeze trick" to sweep away all the surrounding stench and stains on the mountain wall, which was good.

"It'...... Are you still alive?" asked the little flute.

"No, it's a corpse puppet. Lu Qiming glanced in the direction of everyone in the Yin family and said, "It's also a kind of puppet." Although the puppet technique used by the Yin family is shallow, it comes from itself and can be called the 'right path'. But this in front of him is a corpse puppet refined from the corpse of a cultivator. ”

However, it is clear that there must be some kind of connection between the two puppet methods. It may be that this kind of puppet technique that the Yin family is using is not very precious, so it was easily obtained by the Yin family.

Xiao Dizi couldn't help but say, "But this corpse puppet doesn't look very smart." ”

Lu Qiming shook his head and smiled, and said, "This corpse puppet only has physical strength, but it has at least the ability to kill Xiao Zhou Tian's high-level. But do you know that its cultivation during its lifetime was only the pinnacle of martial arts.

"That's it. The most troublesome thing is that it is too toxic. Anyone present except me who has the slightest trace of its corpse poison in their blood will be quickly assimilated by it. I guess it's because it's not easy to deal with that the Sheng family's people stay here. ”

Xiao Dizi said repeatedly: "Then it's better to destroy it, otherwise wouldn't it be harmful to people everywhere?"

"Not yet. ”

Lu Qiming casually arranged a formation around the corpse puppet, turning the temporary blockade into a solid seal.

He said lightly: "I'm afraid that the inheritance that originally existed in the cave was the method of refining corpse puppets, that is, it had been taken by the Sheng family." This corpse puppet is kept, and I'll find some time to study the potion to restrain this corpse poison. Otherwise, according to the level of this corpse poison, it is not a matter of one or two people who will really take it out and use it. ”

As he spoke, the sealing formation had been firmly arranged.

Lu Qiming smiled slightly: "Okay, let's not talk about it, let's go and see the harvest this time." ”

The girl looked left and right, and said innocently: "Master, the little flute still can't find ......"

"In the mezzanine of the mountain wall. Lu Qiming didn't sell it, and then used a technique to remove the hard stone shell on the most surface of the mountain wall, revealing an ethereal and dreamy purple.

It is a "wall" of countless small squares neatly arranged. Each small lattice is like a purple spirit jade, but the touch is more like a crystal smooth aloe vera pulp, cold and comfortable. The beautiful smell of ethereal fragrance wafts all around.

"This is the egg of the 'Lonely River Butterfly'. Lu Qiming said.

"Ah?!" When he heard that it was actually an insect egg, he was immediately frightened and the little flute moved his hand away, and said with a bitter face: "Master......"

But when she looked back at it, she couldn't help but admire: "It's still so beautiful." ”

Not only that, but the origin of the Silent River butterfly is also poetic.

In the deepest part of the Nine Secluded Streams, a famous and dangerous place in the Divine Domain, there is a mysterious river called "Silent River". The Lonely River Butterfly was born there, and only there.

It is an extremely rare and precious spiritual object. Possessing unimaginable abilities and unparalleled beauty, the Chrysalis is said to be a psychic creature from the underworld, dancing among the flowers of the souls of the deceased.

Even in the Divine Domain, only the children of wealthy families can get a Lonely River Butterfly as a combat support. And it is simply impossible to get so many well-preserved Shanchuan butterfly eggs in such a remote place today.

As for why the Lonely River butterfly eggs coexist with the corpse puppets that are far from being compared, I am afraid that it is only possible to answer after reading those lost inheritances.

And now.

Lu Qiming glanced at the sky and said, "It's time to go back." ”

......

Breezy. Lichen Mountain Villa is shrouded in the faint morning light.

Yin Qiushui unconsciously reined in his horse, as if he was subconsciously worried about disturbing the tranquility at the moment.

Away from the dust, away from the dust.

At this time, the name is really appropriate. Far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, quiet and gentle, as beautiful as the legendary paradise of paradise. The woman's eyes were slightly closed in the wind.

When the morning sun rises, the dark blue night spreads out cleanly, as if even those gray and black secrets can melt away with it......

Yin Qiushui's heart suddenly welled up with an extremely strong longing - if she went back now, burned down that evil blood cave, and destroyed all those terrible criminal evidence, maybe no one would find out again. Those children, she avenged them too, didn't she, she ...... Maybe everything is still in time, and she can live peacefully with Brother Cheng......

No. Impossible. She snapped her eyes open.

If this is an absurd feast of debauchery, then she is the only one who has never drank.

After Yin Qiushui met Lu Qiming, she knew very clearly that this was a benevolent person, but he was also a wise man who could see into the secrets. Lu Yu in Kunyang City may ignore the evil, but Lu Qiming will never, and Lu Yu may miss many clues, but Lu Qiming will never.

I can't hide it. I really can't hide it.

It's a pity that she is the only one who understands this truth.

Yin Qiushui smiled bitterly, sighed, and returned to some kind of calm silence. Everyone who lives in this world, to a greater or lesser extent, will have something that they must protect even if they fight for their lives.

"If someone has to pay the price......"

The woman rode by, muttering in the wind.

......

When Yin Qiushui turned the corner of the corridor, he happened to meet the maid who came to serve.

When the maid saw that she seemed to have come back from outside, she was secretly strange in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask more, so she only saluted: "Madam." ”

Yin Qiushui bowed his head slightly and said, "You don't need it today, you can go back." After a pause, she said again: "Also, explain it, the owner of the village suffered from the wind and cold last night, don't bother." If a guest asks about something, let me know. ”

The maid should go back. Yin Qiushui pushed the door and returned to the house alone.

Everything was still the same as when she left, and Yu Chengran was still asleep—it was natural. What she had given him the night before was not a drug, to be exact, but a precious tonic that was good for his body. However, because of the peculiarity of the medicinal effect, he would never have woken up without a whole day's effort.

All day. Enough for her to prepare everything for him.

Yin Qiushui closed the door with her backhand, slowly walked back to the bed and sat down, staring at her husband.

"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng, I know you have a hard time...... But you're not going to do stupid things again, are you?"

The woman seemed to want to touch him, but as soon as she raised her wrist, she had to pause.

After a moment of silence, Yin Qiushui withdrew his hand covered with dried blood.

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