It's getting dark. The air is moist, and if there is rain, there is not the slightest light of the stars and moon. Shen Fengming subconsciously stared at the empty night for a while, and then Fang Xingshen turned around and said, "It's going to rain, why don't you go in yet?"

"You're not going to talk to me about the magic sound?" Okra rarely refused to go back to the room. "If we haven't stolen the Gu worm recipe of the Phantom Realm, how can we break the method?"

"Fang Zi...... Got it. ”

"Got it?" Okra was surprised, "Why don't you say it?

"I'm still thinking about it...... How to use this recipe. ”

"How to use it?" Okra was puzzled, "How did you solve the Phantom Gu at that time, and how did you crack these ...... this time?"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw a fold of paper handed to her. Shen Fengming didn't speak, just looked at her.

She opened the fold and looked at it, and Shen Fengming said: "This is copied by Shan unintentionally, although it may not be complete, but you should also understand what I mean." ”

"This ...... This isn't like our one-source mind......" Okra muttered.

"That's right. Shen Fengming sighed, "Most of the Gu worm poisons that the Illusory Realm is practicing now are no longer derived from our Yunmeng's Illusory Gu Technique, but the ruthless and deadly Fierce Gu path taken by other families. One of the big differences between these two paths—though not absolutely—is that Yunmeng is heavy on the heart, and this kind of path is heavy on hurting the body. The Demon Sound Breaking Gu is not the result of destroying the body, but the process of controlling people's hearts, but if it is based on the current Gu poison recipe, it is not the same as the Demon Sound at all, how can it be broken. ”

Okra was silent for a while, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Shen Fengming was a little surprised.

"Nothing. "Okra smiled," but it suddenly occurred to me that this so-called 'Journey of the Two Pianos'—you begged me to help, but it turned out—it didn't seem to use me much." ”

"You can't say that. Shen Fengming turned to her sideways and smiled slightly, "As long as Mrs. Xiang is here, I can always figure out a way to deal with the enemy." ”

Okra ignored his teasing. "How to deal with it, except for Yunmeng's Gu technique, we don't know anything about other Gu refining methods at all. ”

"That's a coincidence, I suddenly remembered that other people's Gu techniques ...... I seem to know a little bit about it. Shen Fengming took back the recipe in Okra's hand and raised it, and said with a smile: "Guan Fei is not enterprising in Gu arts, and seeks outwardly, these many seemingly poisonous things add up, but in fact, they are not as terrifying as a phantom Gu, so they are not to be feared." Leave it to me. ”

"You say it lightly...... "Okra really doesn't think it's that simple. Those strange poisonous Gu creatures were certainly more complex and difficult than the Gu techniques of the first source, but the simple ones were sometimes more deadly. What's more, the number of people who can use the Phantom Gu is very limited, but these simple poisons may be used by everyone, how can they be called "not to be feared"?

"I'll give you a mission. Shen Fengming put the recipe away. "Tonight, I'm going to Feng Qingkai's shop in the city to test the medicine and find a way to deal with these new Gus. How about you try to study Nether Flies if you have time?"

"Me?" Okra only heard something unbelievable, "I don't know Gu art, how can I study it?"

"I've told you everything I know about the Phantom Gu and the Nether Nether Worm, the Phantom Gu has even taught you the solution, and you still dare to say that you don't understand the Gu technique?" Shen Fengming said with a smile, "You are the new sect leader, if you don't know - you should learn more, maybe you can still find the solution to the Nether Frog." ”

"How is that possible, I don't even know what worms they used to make Nether Flies......

"Do you remember this bug?" Shen Fengming's hand had another wooden flute in his hand, "The larva of the Nether Sandfly." ”

Okra took two steps back in disgust, "How long has it been since this year, and you still have this insect corpse?"

Shen Fengming instead leaned Mu Lu closer to her, "You open it and take a look." ”

"I don't want to look. Okra held her breath and feared, "If you find it, you can say it!"

Shen Fengming looked a little helpless, "It's not a worm corpse, you just open it." ”

Okra was a little embarrassed, but it was still a little taboo, so she didn't dare to take it, "What's that?" she asked by biting her lip.

Shen Fengming explained: "I have compared the appearance of the larva with the symptoms after poisoning, and I can probably guess which kinds of insects are parasitic on its mother body and CD is painted here. It's just that I've only been poisonous, but you're the only person in this world who has really been devoured by Nether Lacewings, and if you really want to crack it, it may depend on you. ”

"Is there really a way to break it?" Okra took it, hesitating, "Even so...... Nor does it mean that the Nether Butterfly in their hands now is the same as the one we saw that day. ”

"Nether sandflies are extremely difficult to refine, and the results obtained from the Illusory Realm must be accidental, and the possibility of testing multiple recipes in one fell swoop is extremely small. Shen Fengming said, "It's too late to give it to you now." If it doesn't work out — then it won't work. A Nether Lacewing can only kill one person, knowing that we are ready, they may not be willing to waste it again. ”

Okra knew that he was comforting, but when he said that he might "not succeed", he was still not convinced, and was thinking about how to answer, Shen Fengming said: "It's almost time for me to leave for the pharmacy." If you don't come to look for you tomorrow, you will go to Dongting first, and you will set off in the evening with Feng Qingkai. He will send you to join me. ”

He didn't wait for okra to react, but reached out and pressed lightly on the railing, and jumped from the front of the porch into the low dark night.

"Shen Fengming!" Okra was a little surprised that he left in a sudden hurry. She still had a lot to ask him about it—she also wanted to know how Lou Qianshan had deceived Shan Wuyi, and if her mission had been completed, where would she be now?

It's a pity that Shen Fengming only glanced back at her when he heard this, and didn't even speak. She was stunned for a moment, so she could only hold the wooden flute and return to the house alone.

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When he placed the flute under the lamp, Okra realized that it was not the one that had been filled with worm corpses at all.

She hadn't actually seen the appearance of the wooden flute, but she had heard of Jun Li using it to pretend to be a worm corpse. It was dark outside, and Shen Fengming was talking about "insects", and she had a preconceived idea in her heart, but in fact, one end of this handshake was obviously wider, and the other end was sharpened, more like a woman's wooden hairpin than a Taoist priest's head, and there was even a faint fragrance when she got closer.

The wood hairpin is very old, and the fragrance of the wood itself should have long since dissipated. The okra was alert to the smell - not woody, more like flowers, but for a moment I couldn't tell which kind of flower it was. Shen Fengming refused to hand over the painting scroll of the Nether Butterfly formula directly to her, but he was determined to give her this hairpin, is there any reason? But—an old wooden hairpin—it seems to be a little shabby to say that it is dedicated to hospitality.

She spun her hairpin, and sure enough, she pulled it off, and put it on the table, pulling out a roll of yellowed paper. The wooden hairpin was originally designed to be hollow, and the fragrance became stronger after unscrewing, and she couldn't help but check the hairpin body horizontally and vertically, but she never found any hints of spices. When she put the hairpin back in, she shook it to a few sounds, and took a closer look—there was a thin slit on the broad round hairpin, and she gently broke it, and two round things rolled out.

It's a pair of women's pearls.

Pick up a gumra and look at it carefully. The pearl is not big, but it is round and condensed. Different from the old wooden hairpin, this small pearl is pure white even in the dim light, the bead is embedded in the silver arch-shaped piercing ear, although the silver is no longer shiny, but there is no trace of blackening for a long time, obviously, the value of this pair of earrings is much higher than the old wooden hairpin, maybe this is Shen Fengming's dedication to the original object?

These earrings ...... It's quite chic. She made an assessment in her mind. It's a pity that she has always disliked being amorous, so she carefully put things back on the hairpin head and spun them around. She couldn't judge the origin of the wooden hairpin and earrings, and she couldn't judge Shen Fengming's intentions - maybe he didn't intend to let himself find out that there was something hidden in the hairpin's head, let alone have the intention to give it to himself.

She took the empty strings that she had been practicing for the past few days, unfolded the recipe of the nether lacewing, and began to look at it carefully.

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It was also this night when the damp wind blew on the west bank of the river. The rain had not yet fallen, and on the slope of the hill away from the shore, there were still two people who were not afraid of the darkness of the night.

"There are no stars tonight. Shan didn't mean to look at the inky sky, "It's going to rain." ”

Lou Qianshan didn't answer, so he turned his head to look at her.

Lou Qianshan was looking at the sky. "Tomorrow night, I probably won't be here. She muttered to herself.

"Why?" said Shan Yiyi, sitting up, "didn't you say you would come every night?"

Lou Qianshan turned to him and smiled softly: "There may be a rainstorm tomorrow." ”

Shan didn't intend to be a little relieved, but he was unwilling, "Then if it doesn't rain, or after the rain stops, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, you will still come, right?" Qianshan, you won't ...... Won't you leave me again?"

Lou Qianshan sneered, "You sneak out every night, and you're not afraid of being discovered." ”

"What if you found out. Shan had no intention of lying down, complacent, "As long as my father is not there, others can't do anything to me." "Aren't you sneaking out too?" As if thinking of something, he suddenly leaned up again, "Qianshan, when will Heizhu make a move on Old Man Guan, tell me?"

Lou Qianshan also propped himself up, "Then tell me, how long are you going to wait here?"

Shan pouted unintentionally, "How do I know this, it's Uncle Cheng's business." I wish he had been here a little longer, and I would have seen you a few times. ”

"That'...... You ask me, and I don't know. Lou Qianshan said, "That's Shen Fengming's business." ”

Speaking of Shen Fengming, Shan Wuyi seemed to be a little unhappy, and stopped talking for a while, and after a while, he suddenly said "ah", "It seems that there is really water-do you feel it?"

When it was too late, it was too fast, and the pouring rain seemed to be blowing from the surface of the river, and the perception of a drop turned into a downpour in just a moment. Shan Wuyi hurriedly took off his robe and propped it up on top of the two of them, "Qianshan, quick, let's go and hide under the tree." ”

Lou Qianshan got up, and the two of them ran in embarrassment, touching the tree with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The leaves were beaten by the sudden heavy rain, the cool beads were left behind, and the water splashed on the ground.

"I knew I would listen to you, go back early......" Shan was a little frustrated, and covered his robe on Lou Qianshan's body, "Don't catch a cold." ”

Lou Qianshan didn't speak, just looked at him. In the darkness of the rainy night, there were almost no fingers, but for some reason, she could see his eyes.

For the first time, she felt that this young man's eyes were so bright that her nose was sore.

"Don't go back tonight, okay?" she blurted.

"What?" Shan in the rain had no intention of not hearing her clearly.

"I said, don't go back!" Lou Qianshan said loudly. "I don't want you to go back!"

She didn't want him to go back. She didn't want him to have to face what was going to happen tomorrow when he went back. There were so few men in the world who treated him sincerely, and she didn't want to lose him, she didn't want him to be in any danger—even if she knew she wasn't worthy of his sincerity.