Ji Huaichuan suppressed the poison in the charlatan's body and woke him up. After the charlatan woke up, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He was about to take action, but when he found that it was Ji Huaichuan in front of him, he pulled back and spat out a mouthful of blood.
After closing his eyes and adjusting for a while, the charlatan also discovered the problem.
"I've been poisoned?" The charlatan was a little bit incredulous.
"yes"
The charlatan stood up with the help of the wall, took a look at the surrounding scene, and asked casually: "Did I kill this man?"
"yes"
As the charlatan walked, he seemed to have guessed something and continued to ask, "Where is Fu Qing?"
"Dead"
"I killed him?"
"yes"
The charlatan stopped, raised his hand and looked at it for a long time, smiled, and then dropped it as if he had lost his strength.
"Xiao Huaichuan, do you want to avenge your brother?" The charlatan asked Ji Huaichuan with a smile.
"think"
Ji Huaichuan looked at the charlatan who was much taller than him. He had a blank expression on his face from beginning to end, but the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out.
"Help me remove the Gu, and I'll help you get revenge."
The charlatan was smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His eyes were dark, as if there was no light in them.
"How do I get it?" Ji Huaichuan asked.
The charlatan handed him a dagger and said, "The Gu is in my heart. Use the knife to cut it open and dig it out." He looked nonchalant while speaking, as if he was not talking about him.
Ji Huaichuan looked at the knife in his hand. The blade was black. Was he afraid that he would not die completely?
"Remember to bury me and Fu Qing together. He is afraid of the cold, so I have to keep him warm."
In the end, it was the charlatan who grabbed Ji Huaichuan's hand, stabbed it into his chest, and crushed his heart.
Ji Huaichuan stared at the blood-stained knife. He didn't know how long it had been. It was so long that Ji Huaichuan wanted to raise his hand but it was too stiff to move.
After that, he was taken back by the people of Queen Mother of the West, Yao Qiong, and was not sent back until many years after Ji Man came to power.
It was only after Ji Huaichuan returned that he heard the story of the charlatan turning into an evil child.
"Xiao Huaichuan, come back to your senses!"
Ji Huaichuan then realized that he was still in the cabin. After packing up his things, he was about to go out, but something unexpected happened suddenly.
Wuxie and the others pried open the lid of the coffin, and the corpse lying inside had turned into a zombie.
Ji Huaichuan frowned. This was the beginning of the story. No wonder Zhang Qiling had told him that Wuxie was a little weird. So that's how it was.
"Fu Qing's coffin was pried open?!" The originally informal tone immediately became solemn.
"Wait, don't be impulsive. That's not his coffin. He is not buried here." Ji Huaichuan said helplessly.
"Xiao Huaichuan, you didn't keep your word and lied to me..."
We agreed to bury him and baby Fu Qing together. This is too much!
"I didn't promise you." Ji Huaichuan turned his face away and refused to admit it. He really didn't say he promised him.
As he spoke, Ji Huaichuan climbed up along the deck. As soon as he stood firm, he heard "Help!"
The cry was shrill, as if a hand had been chopped off. It was the voice of Aning's team member.
"Xiao Huaichuan, something is going to happen to your friends." The voice teased.
"Shut up!"
Ji Huaichuan rushed in the direction of the sound. Just after taking two steps, he could see clearly, which made Ji Huaichuan pause unconsciously.
"You're welcome, this is a gift from your master to Xiao Huaichuan~" said the voice.
Ji Huaichuan's eyes darkened, and he found a handy piece of furniture and chopped at the corpse. The corpse was knocked back a long way. Ji Huaichuan dragged Wuxie aside and asked Aning to protect him. He didn't want to take care of a child while fighting.
"Xiaochuan, be careful!" Wuxie shouted.
"Watch yourself."
Ji Huaichuan looked carefully at the transformed corpse. It was struggling to stand up. The clothes on its body were too gorgeous and did not suit its identity. He knew the origin of this corpse. It was a subordinate of the Queen Mother of the West. It was very powerful and had a miserable end. However, its current existence might reveal something that it should not know, so it had to be kept.
Ji Huaichuan stabbed towards the corpse, and when he got close, he took out a piece of talisman paper and slapped it on the corpse. Flames suddenly appeared, and the corpse was instantly burned to ashes, leaving no ash.
"Wow, Xiaochuan, how come you are so awesome!" Wuxie came up to Ji Huaichuan and praised him generously.
Ji Huaichuan was about to speak when he saw another unusual movement in the cabin.
"Okay, let's evacuate as soon as we've saved the people, and we'll deal with the rest when we get back."
"Hey, Xiaochuan, you can see it now!" Wuxie said happily.
"I just saw it, and I'm not used to it yet." Ji Huaichuan said in a gentle voice.
The voice that ruined the atmosphere sounded again, "How about it? It feels good to be able to see things, right?"
Can't they hear you talking like this?
"Of course, they can only hear some wind sounds. Hey, when did you learn to communicate through spiritual consciousness? I never taught you this." He seemed quite interested in Ji Huaichuan's ability to communicate through spiritual consciousness.
"Even if you live for thousands of years, you can still learn everything without a teacher." Ji Huaichuan said sarcastically.
“…Okay, got it.” The voice sounded a little lonely.
Although the body was gone, the coffin was still there. Wu Xie shone a flashlight and found a bluebird pattern engraved on the coffin lid.
"After searching for so long, we finally got some clues!" Aning naturally saw it too.
"Legend has it that the blue bird is the messenger of the Queen Mother of the West. Moreover, its meaning is the same as that of the dragon. Only the royal family can use it. It seems that the identity of this tomb owner must be extraordinary!" Wuxie said as he looked at the patterns on the coffin.
Ji Huaichuan stood quietly aside, frowning. He was afraid that Wuxie would find out something, so he destroyed the corpse on purpose. He didn't expect that the unreliable Queen Mother of the West actually carved patterns inside the coffin, fearing that others would not find it!
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