The starry night closed his eyes and recalled, and strings of information flowed through his heart.

It's all about the content of the Hundred Poison Spectrum.

The content of that thick book, I actually memorized it all after just turning it over like this.

He looked up and laughed: "Hahaha, I really remember everything." He stretched out his hand to pinch Mingyuetian's fair and smooth face, and said, "Sister, it's all thanks to your reminder, otherwise I wouldn't have reacted." ”

Syllable.

Ming Yuetian's eyes were cold, and she slapped it directly.

Yu Xingye screamed in pain, retracted his hand, and rubbed the back of his hand vigorously: "It hurts." ”

Mingyue Tian said: "If you know the pain, don't move your hands and feet." ”

Phantom Starry Night said aggrievedly: "Got it." ”

He asked again, "Sister, what do you think is going on?"

She knows what her memory is, and it is indeed not bad, but it is still a lot away from remembering.

In other words, can you remember that it was all because of that book?

Well, this book has nothing to touch except her, and after reading it, it directly disappears, which is originally very mysterious, so it is not surprising that the content is remembered after it disappears.

Curious is where the book came from.

Mingyuetian: "I don't know. He asked her, "What do you think?"

You Xingye guessed: "You say, is it possible that the book is actually a magic weapon refined by a certain immortal, only one person can touch and see it, and after reading it, it will be integrated with the book, but after the owner of the book dies, it will change back to the appearance of the book, and then the first person who touches the book will become the next book owner?"

Her guess is consistent with the current situation.

Ming Yuetian pondered for a moment and said, "If there are really immortals and Buddhas in this world, this does make sense. ”

Yu Xingye said: "Since there are old monsters like black and white, maybe there is a group of gods and Buddhas living in one of the corners, but we ordinary people can't see or hear it." ”

There may be absolute atheists in this world, but they are also absolutely rare, and it is normal to have a half-believing attitude, and when it falls on her, it is more than doubtful that there is a god in the world.

Without him, experience determines thinking.

Ming Yuetian nodded and said, "Maybe." ”

You Xingye smiled: "It's just that I'm still curious, if this book is really a magic weapon, what use can it be? Just let people know some poisons? That wind latent incense in you, among the eighty-one poisons in that book, the toxicity is already first-class, but even I can't be poisoned, let alone those innate masters, which way of the gods would be so boring to get this useless thing?"

Mingyue snorted lightly: "Aren't I just poisoned by this useless thing?"

Youxingye was speechless, and laughed: "It's different, it's different." ”

Ming Yuetian pointed to the cloth bag that had been thrown down by the starry night on the side, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, haven't you memorized everything in the book, go over and look for it, is there an antidote in it." ”

"I'll take a look. ”

The starry night hurried over and poured out all the contents of the bag, there were a few bottles and cans with labels, some of them were not, a few of the paper packets with their names written on them, and some of them were not. There are several drugs with their names on the labels, but there is no antidote to the "incense in the wind", as for the other bottles and cans...... By comparing them with the descriptions in her memory, only some of these things with obvious characteristics she could distinguish, and some of the drugs were similar in appearance and smell, and at her level, it was impossible to identify them.

Although she memorized the content of the hundred poison spectrum, after all, she had never collected medicine and refined poison with her own hands, had done experiments, and talked about things on paper, which could only be regarded as half-.

In order to prevent the five poisonous demon boys, she deliberately mislabeled them, and she didn't stop reading all the famous drugs one by one, but she also failed to find the antidote.

The starry night was disappointed.

I was disappointed that I couldn't find the antidote directly, and I was disappointed that I remembered the whole book of poison books, but I didn't directly become a poison master.

However, the loss was only for a moment, and it didn't last forever, Youxingye put the things back in the bag, got up and looked at Ming Yuetian who was waiting next to him, and said with a smile: "Sister, I suddenly thought of a word, do you want to hear it?"

Mingyue Tiandao: "I don't want to." ”

"Hahaha, I just know that my sister wants to hear it, tell you, the word that comes to mind is 'paper is shallow'!"

Yu Xingye didn't hear it, said to himself, and reached out to grab her shoulder.

As soon as Mingyue Tian turned, she avoided it and said, "You want to be beaten again?"

Yu Xingye said: "No." ”

Ming Yuetian raised her eyebrows and said, "Then you still use your hands and feet?"

The starry night sneered and lowered her hand.

Ming Yuetian glanced at her and asked, "It's shallow on paper...... Isn't that book enough for you to find the antidote?"

Starry Night nodded.

Mingyuetian didn't demand, and said: "Then forget it, anyway, you already know the solution, and when the time comes, we will refine the antidote ourselves, let's go back first." ”

Taking the cloth bag with the medicine, the two of them left the devastated and gloomy woodland.

Deep in the mountains and forests, the wind is blowing, as if the resentful spirit is crying, and the blood is spreading.

After a long time.

Three short figures flickered in the deep forest like red lightning, flying towards them.

When the body is set, it is two dwarfs and a boy.

The boy is the same as the Five Poisons Demon Boy, from appearance to figure, he is a child.

The dwarf was only short, but not so old, much older, one with the face of a twenty-year-old young man, with a large snake wrapped around the thick arm of a normal adult, from the shoulders to the waist, and the last tail, hanging down to the feet, and the other was the face of a sixty-year-old peasant, with wrinkles on the face that could trap flies, and behind him was a big yellow-skinned gourd three points larger than the body.

Although these people look very old and old, they have little face, but there is a little similarity between their eyebrows.

They are not only similar to each other, but also similar to the face of the Five Poison Demon Boy whose heads are separated.

No matter how old or young, they are all dressed as yellow-mouthed boys, and they all carry the same cloth bag.

Five poisonous demon boys, five poisonous demon boys, five demon boys.

"Ah...... Little brother!"

The boy's face, the broken gong voice, the new boy, the ghost-like voice resounded. Ran to the bottom of the tree, picked up the head that was still full of horror, trembled all over, and cried: "Who is it, who is the poisoner?"

The old dwarf looked around and said, "A lot of trees have been cut off, what a big scene, it's a master, a big master." ”

The young dwarf squatted beside the corpse to inspect it, and said: "The limbs of the body are frozen, the younger brother has been injured by the extremely strong yin and cold internal force, only the heart is still very hot, it is the fire heart poison, he uses the fire heart poison to fight the cold ice true qi......"

After looking closely at the neck, he looked at the wound of the head held by the boy, and said: "The wound on the neck is very smooth, the murderer uses a sword, and the sword is very fast, and the head is cut with a sword, without a little stagnation." ”

The old dwarf said: "With a sword, the master of the internal force of the cold percussion...... Who is it?"

The young dwarf said, "Go and check the list of guests who have returned to the Tang Sect to see who is eligible." ”

The boy said: "And the old poison demon? The old poison demon is not here, is he dead or escaped?"

The old dwarf looked at the young dwarf and asked, "Do you want to look for it?"

The young dwarf said: "Fourth, let's see if the treasure bats are still there." ”

The boy said, "Okay." ”

Holding the head in one hand, he took out a bamboo whistle in the other hand and blew it silently.

After a long while, several large bats, which had been startled by the great movement, fluttered their wings and flew back in a swarm.

The old dwarf said, "It seems that there are only a few of them." ”

The young dwarf said: "Don't bring them all out in the future, keep a few to breed by the Bat King at all times, so as not to be killed." ”