Chapter 347: Cold Desert Wasteland (24)
When the old woman was carrying the eighth trip to water, Shen Bujiao saw that she poured a wooden bowl directly towards the root of the humanoid plant, poured three full bowls of water, and the plant form of the humanoid plant faded like a tide and became a complete human form, his eyelids trembled, the old woman put down the wooden bowl, pinched the trick in her hand, and countless runes submerged into the monk's body, the monk slowly opened his eyes, the look in his eyes flashed, Shen Bujiao stared at his eyes, at that moment, she seemed to feel the vitality emanating from him.
Before the smile on the old woman's lips could bloom, the monk shrank rapidly like a withered flower, his body constantly changing between plant and human form, his face was expressionless, as if he were unconscious, and finally fixed on the form of the plant, withered, and when the wind blew, it scattered into sand.
"Failed again. The old woman's tone was calm, as if the image had appeared countless times, and could no longer make her mood fluctuate.
She didn't look at the yellow sand, and went straight to another humanoid plant, as before, but the difference was that the monk opened his eyes, his mouth opened slightly, and he made a difficult sound, and the old woman smiled on her face, and her eyes were loving, as if she was looking at her junior.
She stood in front of the monk, pinching the trick in her hand, the rune submerged into the monk's body, and his eyes began to become smart, but there were no other emotions, joy, sadness, and grievance...... There was nothing, a blank, as if a newborn had just come to this world, and his eyes were pure and clear.
Shen Bujiao frowned, what is this old woman going to do?
When the old woman saw this, her eyes became more eager and delighted, and she muttered, "If you succeed, you will succeed." ”
Shen Bujiao instinctively didn't want her to succeed, so he reached out and poked the monk, wondering what would happen.
The monk's body immediately withered and withered, and like the monk just now, the old woman's expression of joy froze on her face, and quickly returned to a blank expression, with a little annoyance, "What a waste! ”
Shen Bujiao looked down at the water in the wooden barrel and blinked, "Resources?"
Perhaps the success rate of her experiment was really low, and the monks who appeared later all failed without exception, and the old woman just stared blankly at the humanoid plant, and had no intention of giving up.
Shen Bujie vaguely knew the old woman's goal, the old woman seemed to want the fourth stage humanoid plant to have an independent consciousness, like a human, but why did she do this?
There were not many unwatered plants left, and by this time the full moon was already sinking in the west, and Shen Bujiao decided to follow the old woman to see where the strange water came from.
She followed the old woman step by step, and suddenly, the old woman's footsteps paused, and the cloudy old eyes sharpened, and her gaze looked around very penetratingly, how did she feel that someone was staring at her?
As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but the bleak moonlight and the monks planted in the soil, and there was not a single figure, was it my delusion?
The old woman shook her head in annoyance, and returned to the house with the bucket.
Shen Bujiao looked back and saw the monk standing quietly in the moonlight, and couldn't help frowning, the woman in green before still had her mouth open and closed, and her expression was excited, but she couldn't hear the woman's voice, as if she was performing a pantomime.
Shen Bujiao knew that she could only hear her voice when she was very close to the woman, she scratched her head, she didn't know what the reason was, it was a formation, it didn't seem to be like it, she didn't think about it for a long time, she didn't come up with a reason, she simply didn't want to.
She leaned through the door and saw the old woman staggering into the room, the lights of the other two occupants had been turned off.
Shen Bujiao vaguely saw an ice-blue streamer flashing on the old woman's door, it was a formation, she didn't know if she would touch the formation if she went in so rashly, with a flash of inspiration, her figure instantly turned into air and floated in, who cares about the ubiquitous air?
Sure enough, she still understood the way of water, and she directly turned into water vapor in the air.
As a matter of course, he did not touch the formation and entered the old woman's room smoothly.
There is a hole in the room, the room should not be big from the outside, but the inside is not like this at all, it does not look like a dwelling for people, and the eyes sweep over the different models and shapes of glass containers placed on the table, the scales on them are very accurate, and there are some large instruments......
What a special look like a laboratory!
Shen Bujiao's eyes sharpened, isn't the old woman doing an illegal experiment?
She floated into the room, and the old woman put down the wooden barrel, and set up a large table in bottles and cans, and the reagents of different colors were mixed in order and measured, and her expression was quite focused, like an old pedant.
There was a table in the middle of the room, Shen Bujiao was stunned, why was there a male monk lying on it?
His clothes were stripped naked, his limbs were firmly buttoned up, his hair was shaved bald, his lips were pale, his face was gray, his eyes were closed, his sockets were deep, his chest was slightly heaving, and he was still alive.
Shen Bujiao circled around him, without the slightest shyness and embarrassment, looking at this male monk is no different from looking at a piece of big fat meat, she had already learned physiology classes in Shisong Academy, and she was very clear about the body structure of men and women, so she was neither curious nor shy.
This monk's cultivation has reached the middle stage of Jindan, and his bone age cannot be seen, and he looks like he is in his twenties, but this information is useless, and she doesn't care about age or appearance.
To put it simply, Futong Country is the whole country where people are cultivating, Shen Bujiao was born here since he was a child, and he grew up here, he has never seen an ugly person, as long as it is not Shouyuan is approaching, he is seriously injured, and the exercises need this kind of thing, they are all handsome men and beautiful women, and the faces presented are very young.
But what's the use of this? These days, you don't rely on your face to eat, you still rely on hard power, you just grow into a fairy, and people won't give you a free order when you go to a restaurant to eat, you should be hung or beaten.
When fighting against demon beasts, demon beasts will not let you have a move and a half because you are good-looking or ugly, or you have to let go.,Well,This point of demon beasts is very fair.,Treat everyone equally.。
Shen Bujiao looked around the monk, carefully scanning every inch of his skin, and finally fixed his eyes on his neck and right wrist, both of which had obvious needle marks.
The old woman had already mixed the potion, and took out a syringe from the table, the needle was very thick, the tip of the needle shone with a cold light, which made people shudder, the old woman's old wrinkled hand rested on the hand of the male monk, and the tip of the needle in her right hand pierced into his skin without hesitation, and the bright red blood immediately entered the transparent needle.
The needle was engraved with a formation, and the blood of the male monk was continuously sucked, but the monk did not move, and the old woman's eyes flashed with a strange and excited light, making her look a little crazy.