Master collapsed after rebirth

Fog grass!

Shen Yuetian was shocked and jumped up from the bed.

Lu Fengnan also noticed someone outside the window, and chased them out with Shen Yuetian.

It was almost Mao time, but Majiazhuang was still shrouded in a dark night sky.

"Is the owner of that head a human or a ghost?" After chasing all the way to the back hill of Majiazhuang, Shen Yuetian stopped and turned to look around.

"It's a human." Lu Fengnan replied: "He doesn't have the aura of corpses on him, not a murderous corpse or a wraith, but a human being."

"Human?" Shen Yuetian touched the back of his neck and tilted his head, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Why did the big living climb up our window in the middle of the night? Could it be that they want to spy on my night life with Master?"

"You should say less!" Lu Fengnan sighed helplessly.

Shen Yuetian continued to look for the person lying on their window while smiling, but only found a shoe.

"These shoes..." Shen Yuetian looked carefully at the shoes in his hand.

The size of the shoes looked more like those worn by children. They were old and dirty, and there was a hole in the front, which would definitely show your toes when you put them on.

"Is it a child from Majiazhuang?"

Shen Yuetian stared at the shoes and muttered to herself.

At this time, dawn broke in the east and the sky was bright.

The thick fog that had filled the day and night finally dissipated. Only then did Shen Yuetian and Lu Fengnan realize that Majiazhuang was low-lying, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and there were many vegetation in the mountains. Behind them was a forest, but there were dozens of trees The thick and big trees were cut down neatly, leaving only neat stumps.

"This is..." Shen Yuetian knelt down and checked the tree stump.

"It's golden nanmu." Lu Fengnan replied.

"Golden nanmu...is it a very precious wood?" Shen Yuetian asked.

"That's right." Lu Fengnan nodded, "I think the materials used to make the coffins in Majiazhuang should come from this forest."

"The tree rings of these trees have a much longer history than Majiazhuang. What a pity to cut them down!" Shen Yuetian reached out and touched the thickest stump among them, "This tree... is at least a thousand years old."

"The thousand-year-old wood has the effect of calming the soul."

Lu Fengnan's words made Shen Yuetian think of the Yougu Su family.

"So the immortal cultivators of the Su Clan must like to use thousand-year-old wood to make immortal artifacts?"

However, after Shen Yuetian finished speaking, Lu Fengnan shook his head, "No. If the thousand-year-old tree is cut off, its spiritual energy will gradually disappear, and naturally it will lose its soul-suppressing effect."

"I see." Shen Yuetian stroked her chin thoughtfully, and walked side by side with Lu Fengnan in this piece of golden nanmu forest that was mostly cut down.

As he walked, he stopped.

Lu Fengnan asked: "What's wrong?"

I saw Shen Yuetian squatting down, with one red and one black pupils of different colors staring straight at the ground. Yan Zhengli stared at the ground under his feet.

"This ground..."

Lu Fengnan also squatted down, and immediately realized the problem Shen Yuetian had discovered.

"The soil has been refurbished... as if to cover up something."

"As expected of Master, you are as smart as me!" Shen Yuetian smiled brightly.

Lu Fengnan stared at Shen Yuetian's bright smiling face, not knowing whether to praise him for his self-confidence or scold him for being narcissistic.

Stretching out her hand, Shen Yuetian touched the turned soil, it would be difficult to detect what was mixed in the soil without looking carefully.

"It's blood..." Lowering her eyelids, Shen Yuetian withdrew her smile, sniffed her fingertips that were stained with dirt, "There should be more than one animal's blood."