But even if Jiang Changshou was confused by the flowers, his nose and eyes were bleeding, and he could feel that the thing fell out, and he didn't even care about himself, and snatched the thing that fell out with one hand.

This thing is more important to him than life?

I hung on a rattan with my backhand and slid down the vine.

The so-called flower spirit is actually a kind of spirit, which is produced by mixing the aura of people and trees.

In the Qing Dynasty, someone once walked early, found a delicate and beautiful "pocket" girl from the tree, only half a palm size, delicate and lovely, like a flower fairy, he took this "girl" home to show people, everyone was amazed, and at noon, the little girl became a piece of dry wood.

The man was so distressed that he thought he had "killed" her, so he put her back into the tree, but a bird came and took her away.

Some knowledgeable people say that he is stupid - this thing is a flower, in fact, you can be resurrected by pouring some water on it, and you can be blessed by putting it at home.

The origin of this thing is that someone hanged himself in the deep mountains and old forests, but until the corpse weathered and decayed and merged with the soil, no one came to him, or even forgot him, and his resentment would be mixed with the aura of the big tree and become a flower.

This kind of thing belongs to Xun, and it is wood for the wind, and it has a green spirit, so the general flower is very beautiful, like the elf of Peter Panli, and it is kind and cute.

It's the first time I've seen this kind of ugly Rakshasa that Huang Erbai gave, and it's so fierce, it's a variant of Hualuo.

Sure enough, now, the flower on Jiang Changshou's head is full of hands and feet, like a vicious little monster, with sharp nails on his fingers and toes, as if the whole is inlaid on Jiang Changshou's head, Jiang Changshou can't catch it.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief - I looked at the vine in the back with palpitations.

Jiang Changshou may have already arranged the strange things here, if he calms down a little longer, and when the strange things are fully prepared, then the three of us will not be able to fight back.

Fortunately, the two cleaners came and brought the bad news that Jiang Chen had an accident.

Jiang Changshou may be afraid that Jiang Chen will really have a problem, and he plans to solve it quickly, but we found out, and this is a little bit of a turnaround.

Was he afraid of Jiang Chen's death?

As soon as I came, Herb saw that I was fine, so I was relieved, and Ah Chou lowered his hand.

At this moment, Jiang Changshou immediately burst out with a miserable scream.

I watched as Jiang Changshou's skin erupted into large blisters as if he had been scalded by hot oil.

The blisters exploded with a "pop", and streams of yellow water flowed out of them.

The layers of Gu couldn't be suppressed.

Bai Huoxiang couldn't hold back, and grabbed Jiang Changshou's neck with one hand: "Why did you harm my mother like that, and ......?"

She was hoarse: "Give me back my mother's things!" ”

Stuff? Not only did he kill people, but he also stole things?

Bai Huoxiang laughed miserably: "My mother's body is mutilated - the head is missing." ”

My heart suddenly tightened, this Jiang Changshou is a pervert!

The body of the cave girl before was also mutilated - he still resold human organs or what?

No wonder Bai Huoxiang was afraid that Jiang Changshou would die within two days, if he died, Bai Huoxiang's mother would die forever.

But when Jiang Changshou heard this, he grinned, and I noticed that his hands were clenched tightly.

That, the thing he's been clutching?

I crouched down and pulled his hand open—he was so close that it hurt me.

It was a chain the size of a quail egg.

It looks very old.

I've seen this kind of thing a lot in antique shops, and it's used to hold photos, and it's very popular in the last century.

Jiang Changshou came out, his eyes changed, and he reached out to snatch the things back, but it was too late, as soon as he moved now, the layers of Gu exploded like potato thunder, and he couldn't move at all.

I opened it and looked at it, and my eyes straightened.

There are indeed photos.

It was a picture of a woman.

It's an old photo, but the woman, elegant and beautiful, wearing a small jade pendant around her neck, looks even better.

However, the jade pendant - my hairs suddenly stood on end.

It's the shape of a hosta flower, and it's exactly the same as the white herb!

And the woman's appearance - if you look closely, it is similar to white herbs, fifty percent!

This Jiang Changshou, what can he say that he can meet again, is Bai Huoxiang's mother?

It's not right - I looked at Jiang Changshou, Bai Huoxiang's mother, didn't he kill it with his own hands?

Seeing that my expression was wrong, Bai Huoxiang grabbed my hand, and also saw the photo clearly, and immediately became stupid, and stared at Jiang Changshou with her head raised: "You-you killed my mother, and you dare to take her photo......"

Her voice trembled.

Jiang Changshou simply lay on the ground and sneered: "Me? I didn't kill your mother. ”

Bai Huoxiang grabbed Jiang Changshou and shouted, "Then who do you say?" ”

Jiang Changshou's narrow eyes picked up, stared at the white herb, and spit out a word coldly and viciously.

"You."

Bai Huoxiang took a breath, sank her face, twisted her five fingers, and a handful of golden needles came out of her fingers.

She squatted down, her face expressionless, and she stabbed Jiang Changshou's wrist neatly.

Her hands are not as steady as usual, so this time she definitely doesn't have the usual power, but it is a soul piercing needle, Jiang Changshou's eyes bulged, and in an instant, like a fish struggling to come ashore, she couldn't breathe.

But this time is not enough.

The white herb is the same as pounding garlic, one at a time, one at a time, and the strength is evenly pricked down.

Ah Ugly's face towel moved, stared at me, and said, "Brother, have you seen it?" ”

"What?"

Ugly's voice rang out behind my ears: "Don't provoke a woman." ”

I understand, I really understand - although the white herb is usually fierce, it is mostly knife-mouthed tofu heart.

But now, she was like a rakshasa out of hell.

The soul hook pattern on the side of Jiang Changshou's mouth, with the swelling brought by the layers of Gu, propped up and disappeared.

This is going to be unlucky.

As soon as I thought about it, I hurriedly turned Bai Huoxiang: "Jiang Changshou is hateful, but-don't torture to death first, otherwise, you won't be able to ask all the questions you want to know?" ”

Bai Huoxiang stopped at this time, staring at Jiang Changshou, that fierce expression, and the people who watched it were cold.

And Jiang Changshou finally exhaled and said slowly: "I'm not surprised at all, in my life, what I hate the most is your Bai family, and there is no good thing." ”

He raised his eyes and looked at Bai Huoxiang, and the corner of his mouth was a sneer: "You killed your mother, I-actually want to save her." ”