The picture is unsightly, and the peach meat scraps are mushy.

Only when I spit out the red glass did I feel a little more comfortable in my stomach, but the emerald green thing was afraid that I didn't dare to get closer again.

"What the hell is this?"

The little fox covered her nose with her two fleshy palms, and she was about to gag at the thought of the smell.

"Corpse incense konjac. ”

Corpse incense konjac, Qiao Chu was about to reply, but was preempted by Yuezhuo, she glanced at him, and asked casually: "Do you also know corpse incense konjac?"

The moon-burning phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, and the delicate face with sharp edges and corners was like the clouds emerging in the mist of the distant mountains, which could only be viewed from a distance, not blasphemed.

If there is any characteristic of this erratic cloud, it is that it is changeable.

"Yes. ”

Yuezhuo spat out a sentence lightly.

He said plain and natural, as if this corpse-scented konjac grew at his doorstep.

"I've heard of it, but I've never seen it. ”

Then he added another sentence casually.

Hongli felt a mouthful of old blood spurt out, Master, can you not gasp so much when you keep talking?

The leader glanced at this person with disgust, too, he is so virtuous.

Ben also counted on his master to talk about the usefulness of the corpse incense konjac, so that the master and apprentice could get out of their predicament as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, Master Yuezhuo started his irresponsible rhetoric again at the critical moment, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The apprentice died in a hurry, but the master was very leisurely.

Qiaochu's eyebrows condensed slightly, and he looked around to find something, but saw that they were the only ones left, and the rest of the ghosts were either in groups of three or two, or in pairs, to enjoy the beautiful scenery together.

But there is no beautiful scenery in this place, but the yin wind is blowing, the dry bones that can be seen everywhere become yin, the blood river on both sides of Huangsha Avenue is pouring down, the fog is vast, and there is no light.

The only thing that can be called the scenery is the new green of the ancient acacia in the mountains and suns in front of the Yin Si Palace, but here, it is not visible.

Qiao Chu stayed at the sandalwood gold-rimmed coat of Master Yuezhuo, and didn't even give the master and apprentice a chance to pay attention.

What is she doing?

Yuezhuo was a little surprised, but saw that she flattened the corners of the clothes that she ripped from her body in the palm of her hands, placed the emerald green hard object on the corner of the cloth, and broke it with both hands, and actually broke the emerald green hard object in half so easily.

Fortunately, the material of Yuezhuo's clothes is good, and the viscous green juice slowly flows out of the broken corpse-scented konjac stems, like the ghostly ghost blood, and the smell makes people unable to eat for three days.

Wrapped in the cloth, the juice did not flow to the leader's hand, and she folded the fabric again until the green juice was absorbed, and then slowly opened the cloth.

Before they could get closer, the smell wafting out of the three of them immediately vomited.

"It stinks, too. ”

The ghosts around asked about this smell, and they poked their heads into this place, and the ghost's eyes turned around, greedily inhaling the smell of corpse incense konjac, and shouted:

"Where does the fragrance come from, this is too fragrant. ”

Hongli blinked, just now she bluntly said that this smell is too stinky, why does this ghost in the underworld like this smell so much?

I don't understand this taste.

The little fox didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, so Master Yuezhuo pulled another corner of his clothes, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into the belt around his waist.

The troubles of the house next door were all smoked and cried.

The corpse fragrant konjac first blooms and then grows leaves, the flowering period is short, and after bearing fruit, it withers on its own, and the flowers and leaves fall, and it is generally difficult to find its traces, let alone its buried rhizomes.

The smell of the stamens is like the decay of corpses, and ordinary creatures are not accustomed to its smell, but they are most loved by ghosts.

With this thing, the ghosts around him can't discover the true identities of the master and apprentice.

Fortunately, the leader is a reliable one, and he is so willing to help them, Hongli is grateful. Fang Cai's prejudice against her has long been thrown out of the clouds.

But thinking about it here, and thinking about it, she stuck to her master again.

"So, tell me, what are you here for?"

The leader held his head in one hand, and held a long whip in the other hand to hang down naturally, and his tone was yin and yang.

She had to take his word for it before she could give up.

Master Yuezhuo glanced at her and looked up at the other place, looking embarrassed.

He knows this girl's temperament very well, and he vows not to give up until he achieves his goal. But this real reason, do you want to tell her an outsider?

This girl's stubborn temperament is carved out of the same mold as her mother.

Say yes or not?

When she was worried, the little fox in her arms rubbed her master's chin with the fluff, she knew that the master was embarrassed and wanted to share something for him, but she couldn't help at all.

Yuezhuo faded away and smiled lightly. He stroked his apprentice's head, his movements were smooth, and his slender finger bones slashed through the delicate and soft fox fur, and his body and mind were comfortable.

"Well, I'll tell you. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Master Yuezhuo told the leader the ins and outs of the matter.

The leader hid his face and exclaimed, almost making a sound. Only then did I know that so many things had happened after she went down the mountain.

Qiao Chu also told the master and apprentice about her experience, it turned out that after she escaped from the marriage that day, her mana and spiritual power were lost, but fortunately she brought enough silver taels and never suffered a loss in the world.

In the mortal world, she heard that there was a treasure on Langya Mountain, and she wanted to get her hands on that treasure, but it turned out to be the mirror of the past life of this time and space.

On that day, she only set foot in the middle of Langya Mountain, and suddenly an orange white-bearded old man with round crane hair suddenly appeared, and after blocking her way, he told her that her biological father was in this underworld.

After pointing her the way, he inexplicably gave her a bunch of magic weapons, the meniscus whip, and the meniscus blade were all given by him.

Even the stems of this corpse-scented konjac were given by him.

"That man is an immortal, right?"

The leader muttered thoughtfully.

As soon as she said the orange and white-bearded old man, the master and apprentice knew who it was, but they were envious in their hearts. How come such a good thing never fell on their master and apprentice?

First, there is the rigid and soft yin and yang sword of the gem, the hundred poison pill, and then there is the outstanding meniscus whip, the meniscus blade, and the corpse incense konjac block. The old orange man was like rain in time, always coming out at this critical moment to point out the maze.

But why did you never give the master and apprentice treasures?

The master and apprentice glanced at each other, and they were both sour at the moment.

Obviously, their master and apprentice still have some inexplicable relationship with the orange old man, at least with his younger brother, it stands to reason that if they want to open a small stove through the back door, they should be given priority.

Why has a magic weapon never been given to them until now?

Master Yuezhuo thought that he was fine, and he had the troubles that Qingqiu had given to him. It's just that he pities his own apprentices, but he doesn't have any weapons that are worth it.

That feather can only defend, not attack, if she is left alone, how to deal with the crisis.

In order to be able to find a suitable weapon for her, it was really hard for him, a master, to work hard.

"He's an immortal, and he's a stingy immortal. ”

Yuezhuo rubbed her tight temples, overthinking, and she had a migraine.

Qiao Chu was puzzled, this immortal gave him so many things, how could he say that he was stingy?