Chapter 784: Self-immolation

Li Ruolan can't understand the things in her hand, but she has more eyes than Bai Qin, she can't understand it, but she knows how to memorize it with her heart.

may be in line with the old saying: books can't be read unless they are borrowed. Bai Qin controls the life and death of the three women on the island, so he can naturally occupy Li Qingzhao's things forever, and leave it for the future to study slowly. But Li Ruolan only has such a short time to watch now, so she must try her best to memorize.

The more I can't understand it, the more I feel that it is related to Bai Sheng's supernatural martial arts, and the more I can't understand it, the more I feel the preciousness of this thing.

Bai Qin was anxious to know the answer, and became impatient after waiting for a pillar of incense, and while unraveling Li Qingzhao's acupoints and letting her cook, he urged Li Ruolan to say, "Do you understand what this is?"

Li Qingzhao had the intention to go to the cave to retrieve the relic, but Bai Qin stood at the entrance of the cave and laughed: "Do you want to come in and lie down for a while?"

Through the gap between Bai Qin's body and the entrance of the cave, she saw the uncovered image of Li Ruolan inside, and smelled the salty and obscene smell in her sense of smell.

Bai Qin turned around and urged Li Ruolan again: "What about asking you, do you understand what this is?"

Li Ruolan knew that it would not work if she didn't give an explanation, so she replied: "I see, this is a woman's pick-and-repair embroidery template," as if worried that Bai Qin wouldn't know what to do with the embroidery, so she added: "It's for embroidery." ”

Pick and repair embroidery is a traditional weaving and embroidery method in China, that is, the cross-stitch that is widely known in modern times. The earliest cross-stitch was embroidered on fabrics made from animal skins and skins, using silk threads drawn from silkworm cocoons. is very close to the explanation given by Li Ruolan.

Weaving and embroidery has always belonged to one of the contents of female red, Bai Qin, as a man, naturally does not understand, some believe Li Ruolan's statement, but still have doubts about her unreleased appearance, and asked: "Since it is for embroidery, why are you looking at it like this?"

Li Ruolan made a charming appearance: "Aren't people now a wasted person? In addition to serving you to sleep, you can only learn embroidery to pass the time." ”

Bai Qin couldn't dispel his suspicions after all, so he walked into the cave, snatched the thing from his hand, walked out of the cave and examined it again, but he still couldn't see any doorway, so he threw it to Li Qingzhao, "I've returned it to you, what a broken thing!

In his opinion, whether this thing is useful or not, it is always more reassuring to be in Li Qingzhao's hands than Li Ruolan's hands.

Li Qingzhao silently held this thing in his arms, as if hugging Bai Sheng's body, reminiscing about Bai Sheng's breath.

In this way, Li Ruolan in the cave only wrote down a small half of the pattern, although she hated itchy, she couldn't reveal it on the surface, and she could only hope that he would have the opportunity to take this thing back and study it carefully one day.

On the edge of the woods outside the cave, Li Qinglu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but while relieving himself, he felt that this thing on Bai Sheng's body was of no use, otherwise how could he not find the problem with the eyes of Bai Qin and Li Ruolan?

After this episode, the dinner time for the four people was delayed, and it was already dark, but the meal was not ready.

Next to the stove, Li Qingzhao unfolded this thing to watch again, she had memorized most of the time before, and now only the last dozens of patterns were left unremembered, while the rice was not cooked, the fire in front of the stove could illuminate, and she wanted to keep all these patterns in mind.

When the meal was ready, she completed the plan, and sent three meals to Li Ruolan, Li Qinglu and Bai Qin as usual, and when she returned to the stove, she didn't eat the rest herself, but set Bai Sheng's relics on fire on the unextinguished stove.

She planned to ignite it and then take it to Bai Sheng's grave and turn it into ashes, even if it was for the dead Bai Sheng.

Bai Qin and Li Qinglu both noticed Li Qingzhao's actions, Bai Qin's attitude towards this is indifferent, anyway, he can't understand it, he will burn it if it is burned, and if it is burned, he will have less to worry about. And Li Qinglu was a little anxious, and stopped: "Qingzhao, what are you doing here, what are you burning good things for?"

She said this because she hadn't had time to study this thing carefully, of course she knew that this was not the female red fabric that Li Ruolan said, Li Ruolan's words could only deceive Bai Qin, a man, and since Li Ruolan deceived Bai Qin so much, it means that there must be some kind of secret in this thing.

However, it was too late for her to stop it at this time, the thing in Li Qingzhao's hand had already ignited a flame, and she saw Li Qingzhao walk quickly to Bai Sheng's grave and throw the thing on the ground.

The fireball reflected Li Qingzhao's pretty face, she didn't dodge the fireball, but actually knelt down at the fireball, and at the same time muttered some words in her mouth, thinking that she was trying to communicate with Bai Sheng under Jiuquan.

Bai Qin looked at Li Qingzhao thoughtfully, it seems that this woman has a really good relationship with Bai Sheng!

It's not that he doesn't know that Li Ruolan and Li Qinglu's sisters killed each other because of Bai Sheng's grave, and it's not that he doesn't want to dig up the grave and search Bai Sheng's relics, at least the Cold Moon Treasure Knife will be returned to its original owner, not to mention that it is possible to get Bai Sheng's other items.

But he felt that there was no need to rush to do this, it was just autumn, and the weather was still very hot during the day, if Bai Sheng's body was dug up and left to rot, just the stench of decay would be unbearable.

According to Li Qinglu, he had to practice the Tianshan Six Yang Palms here for at least three days and three nights before it was possible to integrate this set of martial arts, and he didn't want to make the environment too bad before he was sure that he could pull out the life and death talisman.

In his plan, after removing the life and death talisman, he would play with the three women one by one, then kill them one by one, and finally dig Bai Sheng's grave and leave.

At this moment when he was thinking, he suddenly saw that the burning fireball had skyrocketed several times, and with Li Qinglu's scream, the fire actually swallowed Li Qingzhao's body!

He immediately wanted to rush over to the rescue, but where did he have time, after the fireball skyrocketed several times, Li Qingzhao's figure was already in the center of the fireball, what a pity! Such a stunning beauty has not had time to enjoy it! As soon as he thought of this, he still rushed forward and shot a slap in the air.

The existence of a near-top master in the martial arts like him, the hollow splitting palm he hit was extremely loud, if it was an ordinary flame, it would definitely be extinguished, even if the range of this fireball was enough to envelop an adult woman in it, it would not be able to continue to burn under the suppression of the splitting palm.

In imagination, the fire can definitely be extinguished, but Li Qingzhao's person must be finished, even if he is not burned to death, his face and body will definitely be burned extensively, who will sleep with such a woman? It is disgusting to watch.

However, the truth was beyond his imagination, and he hit the fireball with this slashing palm, but the fireball seemed to be completely unharmed, and continued to burn.

What's going on? Even the wind that this palm carries is enough to make the flames lie dormant in the wind, right? Why is there no reaction?

Then he discovered a strange thing, that is, Li Qingzhao's figure in the center of the fireball—the clothes that he imagined should have been reduced to ashes were completely intact, as if her clothes were not burning at all.