As soon as he got home, after Gu Mingtai settled Liu Laolao and the others, he immediately cut off a piece of Liu Xiaojiu's usual clothes and put it on a little man made of straw, and put Liu Xiaojiu's hair in a tag.
Gu Mingtai pasted a piece of talisman paper on the straw man, muttered an incantation, and suddenly the talisman paper on the straw started to burn.
Granny Liu and Grandpa Liu, who were watching from the side, were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they held on to each other nervously.
At this moment, the hair in the cup seemed to be pulled by something and turned around a national map on the table, and finally stopped on a name.
"How is my son? Is he okay?" When Granny Liu saw Gu Mingtai put down the tools in his hand, she immediately ran over to ask.
Zhang Meng glanced at the silent Gu Mingtai and asked, "Gu Mingtai, what happened? Is my uncle really in trouble?"
Although she didn't understand the ritual that Gu Mingtai had just performed, she knew some things. Her uncle's birth date was written on the back of the talisman. It was nothing, but the talisman happened to burn.
Gu Mingtai glanced at her and sighed, "It's more likely to be bad than good."
When Granny Liu heard these four words, her eyes rolled back and she fell backwards.
"Grandma." Zhang Meng was startled and shouted.
Gu Mingtai strode forward and supported Liu Laolao's fallen body.
Granny Liu slowly regained consciousness, and with tears in her eyes, she held Gu Mingtai's hand and begged, "Little Gu, you must save your uncle. He is your uncle and I's youngest son. He hasn't even married or had children yet. He can't die."
Gu Mingtai whispered to comfort him, "Grandma, don't worry too much. My uncle is just in critical condition, he's not dead, don't worry."
"Really?" Suddenly, a glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of Aunt Liu, who had already given up hope, and she held his hand tightly.
Gu Mingtai nodded and said firmly, "It's true."
After saying that, he glanced at the unburned scarecrow on the table. Generally speaking, this situation means that the person they are looking for is not dead yet, but will soon die.
Gu Mingtai had to say a lot of words to finally comfort the worried Aunt Liu and Uncle Liu.
While Gu Mingtai was out, Zhang Meng sneaked out behind him.
"Gu Mingtai, tell me honestly, my uncle is really fine, right?"
Gu Mingtai turned around and said with a sullen face, "Not far from death."
Zhang Meng covered her mouth in shock, looking panicked, "How could this happen?"
Gu Mingtai shook his head slightly. "It's not clear yet, but judging from the clues given by my uncle's hair, he should be in the xxi generation now."
Zhang Meng was silent for a moment, then her eyes suddenly lit up. She grabbed Gu Mingtai's arm tightly and said, "Gu Mingtai, you just said that my uncle was close to death. That means he's not dead yet. Now that we know where he is, let's go get him."
Gu Mingtai was silent for a moment, then frowned and said, "I'll listen to you. If you want to go, I'll go with you."
Zhang Meng smiled proudly at him, "Of course, I'm your wife. If you don't go with me, who will? Right?"
The couple quickly agreed on a time to go to Xixi. After sending Granny Liu and Grandpa Liu back, Gu Mingtai went directly to the station and bought two tickets for tonight's trip to Xixi.
When Grandma Zhang learned that the young couple was going out again, she said nothing, but just cooked another table full of delicious food for them.
After dinner, Zhang Meng took advantage of the fact that no one was around and called Huang Qingtian back from the mountain.
"Here, this is my blood, drink it sparingly." Zhang Meng took a small bottle and placed it in front of Huang Qingtian.
Huang Qingtian glanced at the blood on the ground. He was a little moved, but also a little scared. He didn't dare to stretch out his claws to catch it. "You are so nice today. I usually want to drink some of your blood, but you refused. Now you are willing to give it to me. Are you planning something on me?"
Zhang Meng smiled and looked at it and said, "You are quite smart, right? Yes, I do need your help with something, but don't worry, this favor will be very easy for you."
Huang Qingtian secretly glanced at the small bottle and asked, "Tell me about it first."
Zhang Meng pursed her lips and smiled, but the smile suddenly faded. She said with concern, "Gu Mingtai and I are going out to look for my uncle this time, so we might not be home for a while. It just so happens that there's a group of people secretly watching my house recently. I'm afraid they might hurt my grandmother and my brother, so I'd like to ask you to help protect them while I'm away. Is that okay?"
Huang Qingtian looked like he was deep in thought, holding his chin with his two paws and thinking for a while. He glanced at the small bottle reluctantly, and was struggling over whether to agree or not.
It has recently hit a bottleneck in its cultivation, and is worried that there are no divine treasures to help it overcome this period of cultivation.
If we have this bottle of blood from Nuwa's descendants, then this bottleneck will no longer be a problem.
"Is it okay? Give me a word. If not, forget it." Seeing that it didn't answer, Zhang Meng took back the small bottle in front of it and was about to leave.
Huang Qingtian was startled and said quickly, "Okay, okay, okay, I promise you, put the bottle down for me quickly."
Without waiting for Zhang Meng to give it to it, it snatched it back first, and then hid the bottle under its body as if it were a treasure.
After arranging the safety of her family, Zhang Meng felt at ease and got into Gu Mingtai's car to go to the station to catch the train.
It takes three days and two nights to get from here to Xxi by train.
On the way here, Zhang Meng was always worried, fearing that Uncle Liu would be gone while she was on the road.
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