"If it's a little ghost who is still resentful, then you can't hurt the killer, they are actually very pitiful, if you really beat them to the ground, we will also damage Yin Virtue." Chu Tianyue shook her head and said.

Ma Chengfeng looked around, and the demonic aura in the wilderness became heavier and heavier. "Lan Caidie, this girl didn't say that the Holy Child Mountain is haunted? Are we in the wrong place? What is the Holy Infant Mountain? I think it's a ghost baby mountain, right? ”

"If anyone in this place could come, the herb would have been harvested a long time ago, go forward, just don't hear his cry, don't be confused by him." Chu Tianyue walked forward and threw a wad of yellow paper money on the top of his head, which could be regarded as appeasing the soul of this little guy.

Now it's not a matter of whether they listen to other people's cries, it's useless if you don't listen, the baby's cry is like some kind of magic, the more you cover your ears, the more the cry drills into your ears, and in the end, the movement only keeps echoing in your heart and brain, and you can't drive it away at all. The baby's cry is not as ordinary as it is, the crying makes people break their hearts, the crying makes people unable to refresh, and the crying makes people seem to be full of resentment towards the world like him!

Ma Chengfeng covered his ears with both hands, trying his best to endure his restless heart, he was too upset to listen to the cry, and he couldn't tolerate it! He drew his seven-star blade and glared angrily ahead, but wherever there was a trace of the baby in front of him, everywhere was wrapped in a thick fog, and even the wild grass in the mountains and forests had turned into an illusory shadow.

"Made! Little bastard, don't let Lao Tzu catch you today! Hum...... Otherwise, let you taste the power of the Seven Star Blade! Aren't you looking for a substitute for the dead? Come on! Ma Chengfeng rushed up with the cry.

"Cheng Feng, don't go, he deliberately lured you into the bait, and you are undoubtedly falling into a trap when you go to him now!" No matter how much Chu Tianyue shouted, as soon as he raised his head, Ma Chengfeng had already rushed into the thick fog and disappeared. She didn't dare to be careless, knowing how powerful these unjustly killed imps were, and quickly followed the cry to chase after her.

"Cheng Feng? Do you hear me? Come back! She shouted a few more times, Ma Chengfeng's body was too fast, if she hadn't deliberately slowed down and waited for her just now, how could she keep up.

"Oops!" Chu Tianyue looked at her watch, and the urgent thing now was definitely not Ma Chengfeng's safety. He has a seven-star blade on his body, and ordinary ghosts should not dare to approach, time waits for no one, seeing that the distance from two hours is getting closer and closer, if he can't find the medicine king grass, I'm afraid it's too late. Chu Tianyue had no choice but to abandon Ma Chengfeng, turn around and run towards the top of the mountain.

The Holy Infant Mountain is not big, it is sandwiched between the two mountains, and the miasma in the mountains is basically coming out of the ravines on both sides. The baby's strange cry gradually faded away, as if the child had been led away by Ma Chengfeng. If it was usual, Chu Tianyue would definitely not be at ease with Ma Chengfeng, Ma Chengfeng was a little brother in his eyes, and he sometimes acted too aggressively. But he has the Seven Star Blade in his hand, and ordinary mountain imps don't dare to provoke him.

"Medicine King Grass? Medicine King Herb? Where are you? Come out, come out, okay? Chu Tianyue turned on the flashlight in her hand, and muttered softly while searching the grass under her feet.

According to those old guests who hold back the treasure, all the fairy grass in the mountains is actually spiritual, they are the same as living creatures, they have their own thoughts and judgments, if someone sincerely asks for medicine, they will naturally get it, if those greedy people only get the fairy grass in exchange for yellow and platinum silver, then there is almost no good end.

"Please, come out! Waiting for your help! What a good girl, what a good year! Seeing the passage of time, the hands on the watch are no longer the tools they used to use to distinguish time, they are clearly the death knell of life, and each walk means that Atabi's life is shortened by another second.

The Holy Infant Mountain is not high, that is, two or three hundred meters, the strange rocks on the mountain are towering, and the white bone skeletons that have died in the wilderness in the middle of the mountainside can sometimes be seen, and the scene is terrifying.

"Cheng Feng? Come back, hurry! It's too late! Why are you confused at this juncture, what are you competing with a little ghost? Chu Tianyue wiped the beads of sweat left along her hair, her hands kept groping in the grass, and the palms of her hands were all cold licorice, these small grasses seemed to be ordinary, but they were all Xiangxi seedling medicines, but there was no one like the medicine king grass described by Lan Caidie.

The Holy Infant Mountain was full of gloomy energy, and I didn't know what was buried under this stone mountain, and a trace of cold breath from the soil surged upward, and at night, the leaves of those green vegetation were covered with a layer of hoarfrost. In the wilderness, there was a thick cold air everywhere, and the cold air was mixed with mist, and it was impossible to tell what it was. Chu Tianyue climbed up the mountain with one shallow foot, and the jeans were already wet on the calves.

The wind blows on the top of the mountain, which is different from the northwest wind blowing in the northeast winter, not like a knife cutting the face, but it seems to drill straight into the flesh of people, making people feel that the blood in their bodies is coagulated little by little.

There are two huge stones on the top of the mountain in front of the cliff, the huge stones are carved with rows of ancient Miao inscriptions, the left and right sides of the boulder are all white flowers and herbs, high to the waist of people, low, only not the foot and neck. Chu Tianyue hugged her shoulders, endured the biting cold, and stumbled to the two boulders, looking left and right, these small grasses attached to the frost were really a little difficult to identify, and she had no idea for a while.

Sometimes it's not that you're superstitious, and at a critical moment, even an atheist will be inexplicably panicked in his heart, and at this time, anyone is looking for sustenance in their hearts. Worship any immortal when you go to any mountain, Chu Tianyue hurriedly knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times towards the Gu God Ancestral Hall in the northeast direction.

"Third sister and third sister, Chu Tianyue, the 72nd generation descendant of the Chu family who moved the mountain in the northwest, is brave, please be merciful and bless the Tujia girl A Ta Yu to survive this catastrophe, please, please, please !!!" For the first time, the mountain movers never knelt down to any other road god or Buddha except for the prophet they believed in.

Success or failure in this move, she took a deep breath, put on gloves, and put her little hand into the pile of yellow grass that was attached to the frost, this touch was amazing...... She felt that her right hand touched a person's calf, and the person's leg was already frozen, cold and cold, and she quickly retracted her hand in fright.

Cheng ...... Cheng Feng? Come out of here, where the hell are you? It seems like...... Looks like there's someone here? ”

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