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"Since ordinary methods cannot cure it, we might as well find a method from the source and confirm what happened first. Song Yizhang, would you mind telling me what attacked you in the first place?" Yang Yuyao asked, just like Yi Zi As expected, the wound on Song Yizhang's back was extremely difficult to treat, but none of the few people left behind were good at medical skills.

Not knowing when Li Yingying remembered that her son was still injured and returned, she couldn't just let it go. The wound was bleeding heavily, and Song Yizhang had already taken the third blood-replenishing pill.

Ye Qianqian imitated her grandma's method, first used the cleaning technique to clean the blood inside the wound, and then quickly poured the water out the door. Now they can't leave easily. Fortunately, even the small courtyard provided by Li Yingying is equipped with a "plumbing system" designed by Yang Yuyao. Even if they don't leave the room, they still have enough hot water to use without consuming their own energy. Spiritual power. When Ye Qianqian poured out the basin of dirty water in her hand, grandma came over with a new basin of warm water.

"...I think it should be the ghost clan." Song Yizhang looked complicated and hesitated for a while before he spoke. He didn't want to discuss it further, especially when the people in front of him were all outsiders except Mammy. However, Yang Yuyao did not continue to ask. He took out the exorcism talisman and lit it with spiritual power next to Song Yizhang's wound. Yi Ziqi carefully observed the changes in the wound.

"It has some effect, but it's not very strong." Yi Ziqi said, "It seems to be some kind of special ghost energy, so we didn't think about it at first."

"If it's ghost energy, then that thing should be some kind of ghost, but even the exorcism talisman is not that effective." Yang Yuyao felt troubled. He didn't know much about the ghost clan, and there was nothing effective. means. However, he did not stop because of this. Since it had an effect, even if the effect was weak, the worst he could do was use more exorcism talismans to win by quantity. So Yang Yuyao took out a stack of exorcism talismans from the space ring and lit it with spiritual power again.

Song Yizhang, who could see Yang Yuyao's actions from the bronze mirror in front of him, felt ashamed because of Yang Yuyao's extremely extravagant way of using talismans. If such a stack of exorcism talismans were sold at the market price, it would be too much for even him, a young master. Can't afford it. Could it be that the young man in front of him was able to draw talismans himself, so he dared to use them so carelessly?

About half an hour later, Yang Yuyao achieved a staged success with the method of winning by quantity. They finally managed to stop Song Yizhang's bleeding. At this time, Yang Yuyao and Ye Qianqian were both very sleepy, but Li Yingying hadn't come back yet. . Yang Yuyao asked the three people who were still conscious to think about three questions each. If Li Yingying answered all nine questions correctly, she would be let in. Since the ghost tribe is involved this time, and the ghost tribe is particularly good at pretending to be others and sneaking in, they must be particularly careful about whether relatives and friends who have been out of sight for a period of time are disguised by the ghost tribe. Although asking questions is a stupid idea, it is a good choice now.

When Li Yingying returned with her people, Yang Yuyao and Ye Qianqian were already fast asleep. Li Yingying answered nine questions correctly but was unable to wake them up when she came in. Seeing the two people sitting close to each other and falling asleep, Li Yingying signaled to the other monks, and they all switched to sound transmission to communicate.

"I didn't expect you to be able to deal with this wound to this extent at such a young age. It's really scary." The male monk who had previously recognized the monster nailed to the ground praised, "How did you deal with these special ghosts? "The monk asked through voice transmission. At the same time, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, put some red powder on his hand, and then applied it evenly on Song Yizhang's wound. Soon Yang Yuyao and the others were very disabled. The wound, which was still extremely ferocious despite the great power, healed quickly, leaving only a faint scar.

"Exorcism Talisman." Yi Ziqi replied, and the monk looked at him in surprise. "I didn't do anything, mainly relying on A Yuan." Yi Ziqi added.

"Just rely on the exorcism charm? Yingying, you really found a treasure," the male cultivator said with emotion, "Thanks to these little guys, otherwise we would have come back now, and your boy's life would have been difficult to save."

"Yes, it's really thanks to them." Li Yingying touched Song Yizhang's face tenderly, "I'm sorry Yizhang, my mother didn't notice that you were injured like this, you suffered."

"It's okay, mother." Song Yizhang's eyes dimmed and he replied. When Li Yingying left him like this, he really felt like his mother didn't care about his life or death. If Yang Yuyao and these strangers hadn't worked hard to find a way to treat him, he would have been swallowed up by despair even if he hadn't died. All. Even though he knew that what Li Yingying and the others had to do was indeed very urgent, it was hard not to feel resentful. If Li Yingying had said a few words of concern to him before leaving, maybe he wouldn't be so emotional. Unfortunately, Li Yingying was not aware of her son's changing thoughts.

Perhaps thinking that they had rescued Song Yizhang and were forced to be involved in this incident, the next day, Yang Yuyao and the others learned from the letters left behind that they had learned about the dark mass covered with tiny tentacles last night. The monster is called Ghost Wheel. The ghost wheel itself can be regarded as a kind of ghost. The ghost wheel reproduces by division, and the wounds bitten by it can only be treated with special medicine. Last night, Li Yingying and the others had been away for so long, so they searched the small courtyard and its surroundings carefully to make sure that no split ghost wheels were missed. The attack power of ghost wheels is not very high, but they reproduce very quickly and are difficult to kill. Fortunately, it doesn't move very fast. Only then could Li Yingying and the others catch them all in one fell swoop in time.

According to the letter, in just such a period of time, Ghost Wheel split into more than twenty descendants. The letter also detailed the correct way to kill the ghost wheel, and attached three small porcelain bottles, which contained the medicinal powder that the male cultivator gave Song Yizhang last night to heal Song Yizhang's injuries.

"Well, have Aunt Li and the others left?" Ye Qianqian asked belatedly.

"Of course, Yinshi and the others went back." Yi Ziqi replied. He waited until those people had left before resting again. Although he had the least rest among them, he was still full of energy.

"Have they figured out exactly how Song Yizhang provoked the ghost clan?" Yang Yuyao asked after copying a piece of paper with the method of healing after being attacked by the ghost wheel and the method of solving the ghost wheel. Perhaps because people in this world are keen on cultivating immortals, ghosts in this world are extremely rare. However, although the number of ghosts is small, they are full of malice towards people. It can be said that when you encounter monsters or even demons, they may not necessarily do anything to you, but ghosts will definitely try their best to kill you. It can be said that the human monks and the ghost tribe have a life-or-death relationship, but the number of the ghost tribe is so rare that the probability of encountering them is extremely low.

"No, it may involve something that is not convenient for us to know." Yi Ziqi replied. "The demon clan has occupied Lin Tiancheng, and now there are ghost clans in the world. The future may not be so peaceful."

"No matter what the future holds, all we can do now is seize the time to improve ourselves. Only relying on ourselves is the safest way." Yang Yuyao said, and Ye Qianqian nodded and clenched her fists. "So what are your plans for today? When will Ziqi and your Lingxiao Sect people arrive?"

"Wait a minute, let me confirm with Master." Yi Ziqi, who was disturbed by the ghost clan's affairs and forgot that his sect's flying boat arrived at Xuanzhen City today, said with some embarrassment, and quickly took out his message Get in touch with the beta version.

"I will continue to set up a stall today," Ye Qianqian's eyes were filled with a burning desire to make money. "It will not be so convenient to make money when I enter the sect. I will have to collect more spiritual stones to exchange resources for later cultivation!"

"My master said that our sect's flying boat will arrive in the afternoon. In the morning, I will continue to set up a stall with Qianqian!" Yi Ziqi, who came to Xuanzhen City and also tasted the sweetness of selling talismans, also did not Plan for the remaining free time. Now he is pretending to be a casual cultivator. When his fellow sect members come, he will not be able to continue setting up a stall after changing back to the disciple uniform of Lingxiao Sect.

"Okay, I'll give you the talismans sold today." Of course Yang Yuyao agreed with them setting up a stall, so why not do a good thing where everyone can make money? Yang Yuyao took out a stack of several commonly used talismans from the space ring and estimated that they would be enough to sell today. They had set up a stall in Xuanzhen City for so many days. Even without making systematic statistics, Yang Yuyao had a rough idea of ​​how many talismans they could sell every day. Taking into account the surge in the number of sect monks who came here in the past two days, Yang Yuyao took a little more.

"Well, I feel like there aren't a lot of empty yellow talismans left." Yang Yuyao confirmed that he had enough talismans for his own use. When he checked the raw materials for making the talismans, he felt that it was time to restock. He originally wanted Ye Qianqian to bring back some empty yellow talismans for him, but thinking that Ye Qianqian had been selling talismans in Xuanzhen City for so many days, she should be quite famous. Yang Yuyao has always asked Ye Qianqian to say that when customers ask when she is selling talismans, she will just say that she is just helping to sell them, so as to create the feeling that there is a big boss behind her. If Ye Qianqian is asked to buy raw materials, this impression is likely to be broken.

As for Yi Baoxuan's situation, there was a relevant confidentiality agreement when signing the contract, and only a few people would know that he could draw talismans. Moreover, the talismans he brought to Ye Qianqian were all high-level talismans that could not be drawn during the foundation building stage. Of course the people in Yi Baoxuan knew that Ye Qianqian had set up a stall in Xuanzhen City to sell talismans, but as long as Yang Yuyao did not admit that those talismans were also drawn by him, the people in Yi Baoxuan would come up with a reasonable explanation on their own. Sometimes, saying less is more useful than saying more.

After Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian left, of course Yang Yuyao first completed today's task given to him by Yi Baoxuan yesterday. Thinking that he had consumed a lot of exorcism charms to treat Song Yizhang's wounds, Yang Yuyao was completing Yi Baoxuan's task. After the mission, I took out a blank yellow talisman and drew it, replenishing my inventory of exorcism talismans.

"It's a bit wasteful that the talismans are disposable consumables. I wonder if there is a way to reuse the talismans." Yang Yuyao thought to himself after putting the talismans away. He thought of asking Taoist Chizhu, but considering these few Taoist Chizhu, who is the head of Lingxiao Sect, must be very busy, and this matter is not urgent. Yang Yuyao decided to ask again in a few days.

At noon, Li Yingying sent someone to deliver a large box, which contained a large number of spiritual stones and other rare elixirs, as well as a box of snacks as a thank-you gift for saving her son. Yang Yuyao looked at the box, and an idea came to his mind. Li Yingying seemed to be dealing with some things, and seemed to have insufficient emotional intelligence.

The thank you gift in this box was said to be for Yang Yuyao and the three of them. Naturally, Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian also had a share, which meant that the three of them could share it among themselves. It might be okay for the three of them, but if it were anyone else, doing this would be a bit suspicious of provoking a dispute. After all, even if these things can be divided into three equal parts, if rewards are based on merit, there will definitely be a dispute over who should get how much credit.

"Let's discuss how to divide it when they come back." Yang Yuyao motioned to the monk who sent the box to close the box and seal it with a spell before leaving it behind. The monk sent by Li Yingying was responsible for delivering the materials and collecting the talisman. As well as Feng Yan who conveyed the tasks for the next day, Yang Yuyao simply submitted the tasks completed today in advance.

"No tomorrow?" Yang Yuyao confirmed with some surprise. He asked Feng Yan what talismans to make tomorrow. Feng Yan's answer was actually no, not that they haven't been ordered yet.

"Yes, my boss said that we have worked hard for you today and let you have a good rest tomorrow. We will still give you spirit stones according to the average price of the talismans customized for you." Feng Yan replied respectfully.

"I see, please thank Aunt Li for me." Yang Yuyao was a little happy after understanding what Feng Yan meant. Who doesn't like a paid vacation? Yang Yuyao immediately decided to go out for a good meal and bought blank yellow talismans for making talismans.

Yang Yuyao informed his mother that there was no need to prepare his lunch, and sent a message to Yi Ziqi and Ye Qianqian to explain the matter. But for some reason, neither of them planned to go to lunch with him. Yang Yuyao didn't think too much, straightened his robes, took everything he should bring, and went out.

As soon as he walked onto the street, Yang Yuyao regretted it. The streets are busier today than last night, with people everywhere. Yang Yuyao had to find a way to walk around people as much as possible, and then unknowingly walked to a place close to the Xuanzhen Sect's residence. Looking at the familiar steps behind the Xuanzhen Sect's mountain gate, Yang Yuyao wondered if there was a rule in this world that required so many steps to be built to establish a sect, and there were also certain requirements for the number of steps. Otherwise, why would he have seen three sects, each with such a setup?

Yang Yuyao noticed that the disciples responsible for guarding the Xuanzhen Sect were looking at him, seeming to be thinking about his purpose of wandering near the mountain gate of their sect. Yang Yuyao took a deep breath, secretly encouraged himself, and then took the initiative to ask one of them. A disciple of the Xuanzhen Sect, who seemed to be relatively friendly, walked over and asked where there were good restaurants or restaurants nearby, and if he knew how to get to a restaurant called Fumanlou. The disciple stared at him for a while before answering.

"Thank you." Yang Yuyao breathed a sigh of relief after getting the answer. He didn't want to be suspected of having any bad intentions towards Xuanzhen Sect, although now in the eyes of these two gatekeepers, his image still became somewhat Strange. But it’s a disguised identity anyway, and image doesn’t matter much.

"That person lingered for so long just to ask where there is delicious food?" As Yang Yuyao expected, the two disciples started discussing him as soon as he left the sight of them.

"That should be the case. Maybe he is lost and embarrassed to admit it." The disciple who answered Yang Yuyao's question guessed.

Yang Yuyao doesn't have to go to Fumanlou recommended by Feng Yan. The Xuanzhen Sect disciple just mentioned that there is a nearby restaurant. Yang Yuyao thinks he can try it, and the restaurant is very close, just across from the Xuanzhen Sect's mountain gate. A street. He had already spent a lot of time avoiding the crowds. Yang Yuyao, who didn't want to continue shopping outside, wanted to finish his lunch early, buy the blank yellow talisman and go back quickly.

After a while, Yang Yuyao saw the restaurant called Zhen Huifang. The building was simple and elegant yet grand, and there were balconies on the second and third floors. Yang Yuyao suddenly stopped. He seemed to see a familiar figure on the balcony of the second floor. It seemed to be the person who had confessed to him in his dream and appeared in the recorded video on his old mobile phone. The man was chatting with a monk with a goatee. The distance was so far that Yang Yuyao was not sure whether it was that man. But he still hurriedly turned around and fled away from Zhen Gourmet House.