Male Fifth He Lives on Spoilers [Transmigration Book]

"Bastard!" Xiao Zhi scolded furiously, with sweaty palms, Shi Le disappeared under his nose.

Here, Shi Le was still comforting Qiu Jue with gentle words. The place where they were standing suddenly sank, and he subconsciously protected Qiu Jue in his arms. After a while, Shi Le's head hit the rock wall with a bang It hurts to hear.

He was concerned about whether Qiu Jue was hurt, but suddenly felt that something was wrong with the person in his arms, and reached out to touch it... It was cold and hard, Shi Le took a closer look, mother, Qiu Jue who was protected by him in his arms at some time Has been swapped into a skeleton.

But now he was in a situation where he couldn't see his fingers, and the air was filled with the smell of decay.

"Jueer?"

Shi Le called for a few times but no one answered, he quickly used his spiritual power to turn it into a spiritual fire to illuminate, and colorful murals were faintly visible on the surrounding walls. Simple, but vivid and easy to understand, Shi Le is almost certain that he has fallen into the former site of Nansang Kingdom.

And at this moment, he has no intention of looking at the precious murals on this wall, and is focused on finding Qiu Jue. This child has no strength at all, so he must be too scared to speak if he falls here.

Walking along the narrow stone path for less than half a mile, a light spot appeared in front of him, and at the same time as the light appeared, there was Qiu Jue's cry: "Brother Shi!"

Shi Le walked away following the sound, and after walking less than ten steps, Qiu Jue exclaimed: "Be careful where you step!"

Before the voice fell, Shi Le only felt that his feet were empty, and he retracted his legs and dodged backwards in a blink of an eye. The place where he was originally standing had collapsed into a cliff.

Shi Le was still in shock, and when she looked up, she saw Qiu Jue was bound by spider silk and entangled in mid-air, and three ghost mantis spiders several times larger than humans were waiting beside Qiu Jue, hissing and waiting for an opportunity.

Chao Qiujue, with a cold face, made a booing gesture. While staring closely at the three ghost mantis spiders, he bent down to pick up the sharp bone fragment under his feet. He gritted his teeth and pulled a Blood splashed on the ground, and the Ghost Mantis Spider immediately gave up on Qiu Jue and rushed towards him when it smelled it.

When the ghost mantis spider smelled blood, it was like a mad cow seeing red cloth. It was so excited that its hairy little legs trembled.

Shi Le threw the bone fragment backhand, cutting off the left leg of one of the ghost mantis spiders, and at the same time cutting off the spider silk binding Qiu Jue's hands and feet.

"Run, I'll lure these disgusting things away."

He pressed the wound on his hand and ran in the narrow stone path, seeing that there was a dead end ahead, and when he was about to anal with those fluffy monsters with long legs, the surrounding suddenly lit up.

The ghost mantis spider disappeared, and the darkness also disappeared. What came into view was a magnificent hall, the lintels on the eaves of the hall were decorated with painted totems, and the will-o'-the-wisps flickered. Hundreds of pairs of eyes swept over the crowd, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet. .

Shi Le observed the people in the hall calmly, and saw that although they were smiling, their complexions were pale and gray, and their pupils were empty with only the whites of their eyes. Shi Le immediately understood that these were not living people , is a ghost trapped in Nansang.

Suddenly a cold hand stretched out from the void, grabbing Shi Le's injured hand: "My lord is injured, I will treat it for you."

Those hands had no skin and flesh, only a pair of dry bones. From the slender finger bones, it could be seen that it was a woman's hand. Shi Le didn't move, and in an instant, the wound on the palm healed without any scars.

"Brother Shi, I'm here."

The moment Qiu Jue rushed over, the ghost hand disappeared, and Shi Le pulled him to his side: "Are you okay?"

Qiu Jue shook his head: "It's okay, brother Shi was lured by a ghost just now, and what he saw was all illusions."

"So that's how it is." Gui Yindu is easy to appear in the long-term confined space. After confirming that Qiu Jue is fine, he heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to the ghost spirit in the hall: "We came today uninvited. We are really disturbing you. My friend's benefactor was seriously injured and it took Yu Longling to save his life, so he traveled all the way to Nansang country and disturbed everyone's cleanliness."

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and suddenly an old voice said: "Do you know the identity of the child beside you?"

Shi Le nodded, and said bluntly: "He is the last blood of the Lausanne family. I came here this time to bring him back to his homeland."

As soon as the words came out, the ghosts whispered, and an old man floated in front of them, and asked Qiu Jue patiently: "Son, who is he?"

Qiu Jue tightened Shi Le's hand and said firmly, "My brother."

Gui Ling nodded, looked deeply at Shi Le as if he had misunderstood something, then turned to Qiu Jue: "How do you treat me?"

Qiu Jue nodded suddenly without thinking: "He is the one who treats me best."

The ghosts suddenly laughed, they could see clearly Shi Le's actions in the illusion, and the cold and ghostly aura on their faces dissipated: "Just now, I also heard him say that he wanted to bury you for us, so I buried you." Please come here, these years, we have seen too many people coveting the treasures of Nansang Kingdom."

The bone fragments scattered all over the forest are the best proof. At this point, the old man looked around at the hundreds of resentful souls in the hall, and shook his head: "We have been guarding here for hundreds of years, and that is enough."

Shi Le nodded slightly, and said firmly: "Seniors, don't worry, although the juniors are not good at crossing spirits, they will try their best."

Ghost said thank you, and turned to him with eyes without pupils: "Since this child is the last blood of Lausanne, there must be many people who want to use him as a medicine. My selfishness, I hope you can protect him for the rest of your life."

Shi Le was slightly taken aback, the words were too serious, he didn't dare to answer them, but Qiu Jue seldom said: "Brother Shi will definitely."

"You like him." Gui Ling turned to Shi Le and continued, "I don't want to embarrass you. As for this child, you just need to treat him sincerely."

Shi Le is rare to be serious, and promises in a dignified manner: "As long as I live for a day, no one will bully Jue Er, senior, don't worry."

Gui Ling laughed: "Then Mr. Lao will send us to the place where we die. After we leave here, you can take whatever old things you want from the entire Nansang Kingdom."

Saying so, the ghost turned and returned to the center of the hall, and everyone began to talk and laugh at Yanyan again, just like when they were still alive, talking and laughing with each other, living peacefully in this secret country in the south.

Shi Le Laqiujue knelt down, and the two fell on the ground and kowtowed. When Shi Le raised his head again, he clasped his hands together and lightly touched the center of his brows, and silently recited the purification formula.

Time seemed to stand still, the prosperity and tranquility of the past were fleeting, and what flashed before Shi Le's eyes was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The desperate cries echoed in the valley, and at the end of the massacre, the bones were in a mess.

The image gradually faded in the retina, and the trapped souls turned into light blue fireflies, flickering and drifting towards the place of death. When Shi Le opened his eyes, the surrounding vermilion lacquer fell off and the candles went out, and the whole hall faded. , return to the elapsed time, and return to the "alive" rule.

"Brother Shi..." Qiu Jue knelt aside and wiped his eyes. When Shi Le was purifying the resentful spirits, he also saw the scene of the massacre of the city through the synchronous spiritual tune, and cried to the point of tears.

Shi Le was physically and mentally exhausted, she smiled weakly and teased: "Why are you crying, you have been entrusted to me, I will see that you have been wronged."

Qiu Jue burst into laughter, and joked back: "Who told you not to be Daoist Ye."

At this moment, Qiu Jue really felt that if his sweetheart was not Ye Zhixing but Shi Le, maybe he wouldn't have to be so helpless.After all, Shi Le knows better than his Daoist Ye, and knows how to love others.

Everyone understands the truth, but human emotions are not like windows, they can be opened and closed freely, and this catastrophe needs to be overcome by oneself.

"It's too obvious that you dislike me, I'm sad."

Just as Shi Le wanted to get up to help Qiu Jue, he knelt down again before he could stand upright. He consumed too much spiritual power all at once, and he obviously couldn't stand it.

"Brother Shi, take a break first."

Instead, Qiu Jue stood up and went to help him. Shi Le smiled and waved his hands forcefully. The next second, he couldn't laugh anymore. He staggered and fell on Qiu Jue and passed out.

Not long ago, he promised the resentful spirit of Nansang Kingdom to take good care of Qiu Jue, but when he turned around, he knocked his head to the ground and made a big bag. Shi Le is really good at it.

Perhaps because of Jingling, Shi Le fell into a dream again. The dream went back to a hundred years ago, the whole Nansang country was filled with blood, and the corpses were piled higher than the mountains. He wanted to lend a helping hand, but he was just a bystander. He watched helplessly as the tragedy unfolded in front of him.

He knelt on the ground, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and tears dripped uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

Shi Le, who was half asleep and half awake, grabbed his hands, which were warm and dry. The other party kept rubbing the back of his hands and palms as if comforting. Under the warmth, the fear and despair left in the dream suddenly dissipated.

The wet eyelashes trembled, Shi Le opened his eyes, his eyes met each other, a trace of panic flashed across those long and narrow eyes, before Shi Le had time to react, the next moment Xiao Zhi was disgusted and pushed him to lay hay Heap on the ground.

His face was smeared with hay, Shi Le was completely awake, Qiu Jue rushed over when he heard the movement, and hurriedly helped Shi Le up: "Is it all right?"

Shi Le rubbed her temples: "It's something, I'm dizzy and staring at my eyes."

Qiu Jue raised his hand to remove the hay from Shi Le's head, saw Xiao Zhi's unfriendly eyes in a blink of an eye, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, Shi Le thought he was unlucky and murmured: "Why is this guy so irritable..."

"Brother Shi, it's been a day and a night since you fell into a coma, Young Master Xiao has been—"

"Master Qiu, please be careful with your words." Xiao Zhi cut off his words coldly, and gave a warning look.

Shi Le said casually, "What have you been doing?"

Xiao Zhi snorted coldly: "You have been tossing me all the time."

"what?"

Xiao Zhi patted the clothes that were wrinkled by Shi Le's pillow, and stretched out his hands that were wet from Shi Le's tears in the pool of the palace to wash: "I don't know what you dreamed, it doesn't count if you cry all the time, you're still old Rubbing on me."

Shi Le stopped talking, blushing with embarrassment, and turned to Qiu Jue embarrassingly: "What he said is true?"

Qiu Jue nodded hesitantly, Shi Le was indeed crying in the dream, she was indeed laying on Xiao Zhi's leg, and she was indeed using the other party's hands and clothes as a handkerchief to wipe her tears... But it was clearly Xiao Zhi who insisted on tearing her away. Holding Shi Le's head, forcing him to rest on his lap...

Shi Le was ashamed of her ignorant behavior, took a deep breath, and said to Xiao Zhi in a negotiating tone: "Miss, I disturbed your cleanliness and soiled your clothes, and you also let me get my head dirty. Scraps, they're evenly matched."

Xiao Zhi frowned, as if he wanted to say something else, Shi Le didn't give him this chance, and asked, "That's right, where is Daoist Ye?"

"Go outside the hall to look for seven-tailed grass and Hengwan flowers. Ye Daochang said that he had seen records of these two medicines in the library of Fuyu Mountain, and they might be able to cure the poison on the predecessors."

Shi Le frowned: "The most urgent thing is to find Yu Longling."

"Yulonglings don't bloom until the first day of every month. We still have to wait for ten days, and the flowering period is only for a moment, so we may not be able to find it just by chance..."

The description of Yu Longling in the original book is not very detailed, so that Shi Le didn't know that there are many details about its flowering. It sounds like a metaphysics, so he had no choice but to say: "That can only wait for a while. We will live in your hometown."

Xiao Zhi is as obsessed with cleanliness, so he is naturally unwilling to live in this damp and dilapidated old palace of Nansang Kingdom. Seeing his reluctance, Shi Le sarcastically said: "If Miss Xiao has the ability, she can restore her cultivation in advance. , but you can go out by yourself first, and wait for us at the inn in Daoliang City."

Xiao Zhi said lightly: "Don't worry, I will never waste your time with you."

Saying so, Xiao Zhi washed his hands, walked out of the dilapidated palace with his Pohong in his arms, and went to the Valley of Ignorance to find the legendary Lingyin Waterfall that can help people recover their cultivation.

After Xiao Zhi left, there were only two people left in the hall. Qiu Jue made a cup of tea for Shi Le: "I have washed all the tea utensils carefully. It’s clean and doesn’t accumulate dust, so don’t worry about using it.”

Shi Le took the tea with a smile: "I'm not Miss Xiao, I don't care that much."

Qiu Jue smiled but didn't answer, Shi Le took a sip of tea and sighed, "Daozhang Ye is so meticulous, he even took the tea leaves with him on the road."

And very coincidentally, it was Shile's favorite Yuegou tea.

Qiu Jue said: "This tea is brought by Mr. Xiao."

Shi Le was taken aback, he really couldn't believe that Miss Xiao, who stretched out her hands and opened her mouth, would be so meticulous, Qiu Jue looked at him with a look of disbelief, and added: "Brother Shi likes Yuegou tea?"

Shi Le came back to her senses, and smiled wryly: "You say so, I dare not drink it, maybe that kid has tampered with the tea."

On this side, Xiao Zhi sneezed several times in a row, slandering that Shi Le must be talking behind his back again, thinking of this, he unconsciously curled the corners of his lips, and pressed Shi Le's sleeping face just now, covered by his tears The wet right hand felt numb and hot.

Subconsciously, he brought the palm of his right hand to his lips, closed his eyes and touched it very carefully. The moist and cool touch of that person's skin spread from the palm of his hand to his lips, making him restless and restless.

As the master of Tu Sha Palace, he doesn't need to have feelings, and he can't have weaknesses.

In his common sense, such a dangerous existence should disappear from this world, but...he couldn't make Shi Le die, and he couldn't stand it just thinking about it...

If it really doesn't work, if there is no way out... catch this person and double repair, maybe the double repair can solve it.