Nether Forest (8)

I was overjoyed in front of the direction, but I immediately thought, no, this picture is too little, right?

This huge forest, only on the day of the crash and when I was tracking the old immortal master and apprentice a few days ago, there were more than dozens of spirit nets. But the mesh logos on the pictures, counting down, are only fifteen.

So, this picture is only a part!

The mood before the direction instantly fell from the peak to the bottom. If there were so many nets in just a small area, then ......

Hey, I can't imagine it!

I thought before the direction, the old immortal master and apprentice have lived here for decades or hundreds of years, so how many embodied spirit nets will be laid around him?

If you don't understand this, even if you are let go, you ask yourself, can you get out?

In an instant, a cold sweat broke out in front of the direction. Could it be that he really wants to be trapped and die in this netherworld?

No!, he stood up. Since there is one map here, then there will be a second and a third! I still don't believe it, so the old immortal has laid so many spirit nets one after another, will he not leave a complete manuscript?

Yes, only when you get the manuscript in your hands will you have any hope of getting out of this netherworld.

......

It's been half an hour since I've been lying on the hill before.

There was no movement in the courtyard, and the lights in the dozen or so houses were also dark.

After making sure that there was really no one in the room, he cautiously approached the direction. He stood still at the gate of the courtyard and listened for a while. After confirming that there was no one, he pushed the door in.

This time, I was determined to find the album of life. Xiang Qian went straight to the room where the old fairy was.

Pushing open the door, a strong smell of medicine came to the nostrils, daring to feel that this is just a Dan room, except for some commonly used medicinal materials, there is nothing else.

Walking past each other, I carefully pushed open the door of another room, but it was a storeroom. Also. The warehouse is placed on the edge of the Dan room, so it is convenient to take the medicinal materials, isn't it? Classmate Fang couldn't help but swallow two mouthfuls of saliva.

The materials in this room are called rare and valuable! Many of the materials that I had only seen in the pharmacopoeia or the atlas before were now neatly stacked on the material shelves, one by one, in clusters.

I couldn't help but walk up to this touch, smell, grandma, these things. If it's all to the master...... No. Even if it's just a few of them...... Hey, it's better to have it all, then......

The saliva in front of the direction was almost hooked out again!

However, this guy also knows that he is not here to be a thief this time! Although this material is good, if he wants to exchange his freedom or even his life, is it worth it?

Which is more important. Isn't that self-explanatory!

Let's find the map quickly...... Hey, hey, hey, then...... Ay. Stop, stop, no matter what the old fairy says, he will save your kid's life, but he will take revenge!

Xiang Qian forced himself to close his eyes fiercely, and pretended not to see it—he really didn't dare to look any further, and if he looked again, it was almost taking root in his eyes—and he immediately turned his head, just quickly scanning the room for books, albums, and the like.

The results were disappointing. No, there is nothing here except rare materials! Originally, this house is just a warehouse of medicinal materials, how can there be a reason to put a map in the warehouse?

So, you have to find a study?

He was about to retreat before the direction, but he noticed that there were two adult clay pots with tall waists and eyes at the door. It seems to be very incompatible with the delicate tones in the whole room.

What is this? Xiang Qian pulled the stopper hard, smelled it, and understood, it was all the slurry taken from the mulberry tree!

So much, surely it won't be just for yourself?

Hey, I don't understand, I don't understand, this old immortal, I'm afraid that it should be more appropriate to call the old demon.

Carefully close the door before the direction, and then come to another room next door.

Well, this is the study.

The room was neatly tied, but there weren't many books and albums.

When I looked ahead, I saw a row of bookshelves opposite, stacked with different numbers of books. Each grid is also divided into A, B, C, and D...... The serial number is identified.

Before the direction, I took the number A and flipped through the top book.

What is this? This is obviously not a common book, I am afraid it should be a register or something.

Yes, this is a register of daily doses of poison.

Flip forward to the cover, but there is a deer drawn on it. Take a closer look and get it. It turned out that all that was recorded each day was the amount of venom fed to the deer. Almost every half month, the dose goes up.

I looked at the recent dosage in front of the direction, and that share was enough to poison a company of monks and there was still a surplus!

Grandmother!

What is this for, is it scientific research? Xiang Qian immediately thought of the dozen or so colorful winged flying deer in the deer house. It's so pitiful, I have to pull a cart and be someone else's guinea pig!

Hey, if it weren't for the master, I couldn't protect myself, seeing that you were so pitiful, I would have saved it, but it's a pity...... Ay!

Xiang Qian shook his head and didn't want to look at it anymore, turned his head, and found that there were also a few books pressed with a paperweight on the table, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

The top one, which is full of secret recipes for pills, swallowed his saliva and looked at it, not daring to waste too much time on this irrelevant link, so he had to put it down.

The next one is a secret copy of the experience. The cover has obviously been replaced, and there are six words written on it: "Excerpt from the Records of the Ancestors".

This book even has a preface, and it turns out that this book is the last work of the master who copied the master's posthumous work by the old fairy himself. The purpose is also very clear and clear, it is to induce the Divine Deer Poison Mother in the body of the Colorful Winged Flying Deer!

The Divine Deer Poison Mother moved in front of her heart.

The passages in the book are all about how to breed the Winged Deer, and how to use venom to constantly test and induce the Divine Deer Poison Mother, which has been in a latent state in its body - of course, provided that there really is such a thing in its body!

According to this "excerpt", those color-winged flying deer that were used as test items really ended up being benevolent if they didn't succeed. Or when the Divine Deer Poison Mother was really born, or, under the ever-increasing poisonous attack, finally whimpered.

It's cruel enough!

After a little thought, I realized that the record book I was looking at just now was the poison record of a certain color-winged flying deer that was used as an experimental subject.

Look up.

Judging from the thick stack of record books, this deer has been here for a long time. And among those close-knit grids, in the least few grids, there is only one record book.

Come to think of it, this is a new test product!

Wow, the forward gaze fell on the last two squares. The words "heaven" and "earth" are written on it, but they are not arranged in the serial numbers of A, B, C, and D as before.

What does this mean? Xiang Xiang put down the "excerpt" and strode over. (To be continued......)