Then Dugu Mo saw that the four small bones seemed to be connected into a circle by a black gas, and the image of a child's head would appear in the middle of the place where the little ghost Daoist cultivated, like breathing, looming.

Dugu Mo immediately took out the Pure Yang Small Wooden Sword again, and slashed at the position of the villain's head, and at the same time, Song Xiaoxiao withdrew the small bones in a direction in time.

Song Xiaoxiao was in a trance, and she actually felt that the little man looked at her and showed a weird smile.

After a small bone was removed, the small human head in the middle began to blur, and gradually dissipated into invisibility under Dugu Mo's successive slashes.

Dugu Mo immediately shattered all the four small bones with internal force and sprinkled them on the place where the villain's head disappeared, and then saw that something like ginseng gradually appeared in this place, with some blood red.

Dugu Mo quickly picked up this thing and put it in the small wooden box, "Girl, this thing is very useful, not only can you improve your skills, but also prolong your life." ”

"It's so amazing, I thought it was an evil thing, harmful." Song Xiaoxiao pursed her lips in surprise.

"Being used by the little ghost Taoist to cultivate, it is naturally harmful, he combines the aura of this ginseng with the medicinal properties, and then refines the soul at the same time, supplemented by the vicious formation of the side door and the left way, it will form a vicious humanoid blood ginseng, which is specifically aimed at evil cultivation to improve his skills."

"In this way, we have inadvertently sabotaged his plan, and we can deal with him before he has even improved his cultivation."

"This ginseng is originally called blood ginseng. It's just that in our eyes, it should be to replenish qi and blood, benefit health, and when paired with special exercises, it can directly improve the cultivation for several years, and now this time it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. ”

Dugu Mo looked at Song Xiao and handed over the small wooden box in his hand.

"Big brother?"

"Take it, it's not much use to me, and you need it." Dugu Mo seemed to know what Song Xiaoxiao wanted to say, so he interrupted her.

Song Xiaoxiao also knew Dugu Mo's temperament, so he didn't postpone it, but took it.

"It's going to be dawn, and we must get out of here now." After Dugu Mo saw Song Xiaoxiao put away the small wooden box, he said.

"Okay, listen to the eldest brother." Song Xiaoxiao followed behind Dugu Mo and withdrew from this area.

Dugu Mo drove the car, and Song Xiaoxiao sat in the passenger seat and tilted his head, "Big brother, will that little ghost Taoist come tomorrow?" ”

"According to the spirit, he will appear, his exercises have not yet been cultivated, the boys and girls have not been found, and the practice in this arranged place has not been for seven days, so it will not be broken."

Dugu Mo thought about it and said this information.

"Why the seven days?" Song Xiaoxiao was a little incomprehensible, so she asked.

"Seven is a very magical number, in the West it is considered to belong only to the number used by God, and in our Huaxia, people also have three souls and seven spirits, people have seven tricks, so this number 7 is a watershed for many exercises, in the evil world, 7 kinds of sins are their weapons of cultivation, so they have a sense of awe for 7, and everything must be practiced over seven. Their summoning skills often have a certain relationship with seven, so it is impossible for this little ghost Taoist to break off his practice before 7 days. ”

Song Xiaoxiao took Dugu Mo's words firmly in mind and nodded thoughtfully.