Zhao Ji stood here and listened fascinatedly.

Judging from the storyteller's inner voice, it is obvious that the dream he is trapped in is a huge maze.

The storyteller tried countless ways, but just couldn't get out of the maze.

[When my grandfather passed on the art of Gu to me, he didn’t tell me about this situation, but it’s obvious that someone has planted a Gu in my body! ]

[Damn it, I was ambushed just when I went out for a drink. I didn't even see who it was. I won't die here unjustly, will I? Could it be that someone was targeting me because of my outrageous words on the ninth floor last time?]

[It’s really annoying. If I were of royal blood, why would I end up being a storyteller? Although my grandfather passed on these witchcraft skills that he secretly learned to me, without the blessing of blood, I can only understand half of it, and can only do a little harm to a few people! ]

In fact, what the storyteller himself did not notice was that his breath was becoming weaker and weaker, and even his voice was becoming smaller and smaller.

It is obvious that in this slow process, the storyteller is gradually losing his consciousness.

Even lost his own life.

Zhao Ji reached out and pulled the beggar, but the storyteller beggar fell to the ground motionless, and even felt a thousand pounds of weight on his body.

Gradually, even though Zhao Ji was within half a meter from the beggar, he could no longer hear anything the beggar was saying.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ji felt that the beggar under his command had become stiff.

Zhao Ji sighed and was just about to close his eyes to this old friend whom he had only met once, so that this man could die with his eyes closed.

However, he never expected that the moment Zhao Ji raised his hand, the storyteller's body turned into a pool of clear water.

Lying in the middle of the clear water is a fat golden insect. The insect is very lively, turning left and right, as if it is getting familiar with the new environment outside.

After smelling Zhao Ji's scent, the insect began to crawl towards Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji picked up the insect out of curiosity and took a look at it.

Zhao Ji, who had eaten countless poisonous insects, naturally recognized this fat and golden poisonous insect. It was the one that the miracle doctor had fed him recently.

Zhao Ji thought about the corpse of the storyteller and felt nauseous for the first time.

It turned out that all the poisonous insects that he had refined came from mountains and seas of corpses.

No wonder this miracle doctor always has endless poisonous insects in his hands. It turns out that they are raised from these people.

It's really cruel.

This rotten alley is a remote place specially chosen by this miracle doctor. The reason for choosing this place is also to make it convenient for him to kidnap people, change them into beggars' clothes, and throw them into the alley to raise Gu!

Zhao Ji ran to stand next to other beggars, but unfortunately these beggars didn't have any idea at all. They were all as quiet as mutes.

Obviously, not everyone can be like the storyteller, who can remain clear-headed under such terrifying control.

Since there were no clues left, Zhao Ji simply turned around and left.

These beggars must be beyond saving...

save?

Zhao Ji just turned around, but suddenly he stopped, as if he thought of something.

He first looked around and found that no one was looking at him, then he used his inner force to scan the surroundings several times.

It is just to kill all the snakes, insects, rats and ants.

After all, who knows if these things are the old man’s spies?

Then Zhao Ji found the beggar closest to him, and without saying a word, he cut the beggar's finger with the small blade he carried with him.

Some dark blood flowed out slowly, and Zhao Ji injected a trace of his internal energy into the wound!

After searching the body for a long time, Zhao Ji finally found something unusual in the beggar's heart.

There seemed to be a small bulge here. Zhao Ji used his internal force to poke into the bulge, and sure enough, he saw a golden poisonous insect that was not that fat.

Zhao Ji thought about it and used his inner strength to wrap the bag, gradually peeling it off from his heart meridian.

This part was quite laborious, because Zhao Ji had to preserve the original new wheat while removing all the drum bags.

This is a great test of Zhao Ji's control over his internal strength.

After it was completely peeled off, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhao Ji's forehead.

Obviously, this was not an easy task. Zhao Ji then looked at the beggar who was still in deep sleep. As for what would happen next, Zhao Ji himself had no idea. Everything was up to fate.

Whether he can wake up depends on his fate. After all, Zhao Ji has already taken out the poisonous insect.

Although he thought so, Zhao Ji was not so resigned to his fate. He did his best and quietly took out some dry food that was easy to carry from the yard and stuffed it into the beggar's clothes.

In fact, Zhao Ji's idea was very simple. If this person was lucky enough to survive, he would quickly take these things and run away from here. It was better than losing his life here.

Zhao Ji selected two more lucky people. He peeled off the Gu in their hearts, but one of them must have had a Gu worm that had grown up and was too deep in the heart vein. Even though Zhao Ji had spent a lot of effort peeling it off, he still failed to peel off the Gu worm, which could only cause the Gu worm to seriously damage his vitality. Whether he could survive depended on fate.

Every day Zhao Ji now eats the worms given by the miracle doctor, and then goes to the door to randomly select a few beggars and peels off the worms in their hearts.

Because the beggars at the door changed frequently, Zhao Ji didn't know whether those people turned into poisonous insects or escaped.

After learning the exact location of Qilin Mountain from the genius doctor's mind that day, Zhao Ji didn't want to stay here any longer.

After all, wasting time here would not help Zhao Ji's overall plan at all.

Now that we know the location, what we need is actually what the miracle doctor said, the so-called medicine that can get rid of poisonous miasma.

As for this medicine, Zhao Ji also had some guesses in his mind. He told Mingyue and Su Rou to pick as many unknown flowers and plants in the yard as possible in the next two days.

Although the two beauties did not know Zhao Ji's intention, they were always obedient and would carry out every word Zhao Ji said.

On a dark and windy night, Zhao Ji asked two beauties to pack their bags and wait for him quietly by the side.

He searched the yard for a long time before he finally saw a beam of light in an extremely remote yard. Now that Zhao Ji had mastered the innate martial arts, his lightness skills were as easy as a snowflake falling in the yard, without any sound at all.