After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

Heilong's blood burned Lin Qingzhou's back, and the poison also entered his body through the wound, flowing into his limbs and bones.

After he was injured and fell into a coma, Han Qi first fed him the Changliu Pill of the Qingxu Sword Sect that could restore his soul and renew his life, and hanged himself.

Then he tried to transport spiritual power to heal his wounds, but the poison of the black dragonfly was too strong, and the continuous stream of spiritual energy flowed into his body, but only a part of the poison was forced out.

Lin Qingzhou still has a lot of toxins in his body.

But the mist of Shen Huanmu is still spreading, so it is not suitable to stay for a long time.

When Han Qi supported Lin Qingzhou to leave, not far away, he found Yin Xibai who was also unconscious by a clear stream.

When Yin Xibai entered the secret realm and landed, his foot plate was unstable and he accidentally broke a leg.

Han Qi then brought the two of them back to the cave and settled them properly.

Not long after Yin Xibai woke up, Han Qi briefly explained what had happened before leaving.

After hearing Yin Xibai's narration, Han Qi left in a hurry, probably because he was in a hurry to find Qu Hunzhan.After all, Master Yin Xibai was dying, and he was still waiting for this life-saving medicine.

Similarly, Lin Qingzhou can't sit still.

The Qingxu Sword Sect, Jian Su Pavilion, has a collection of countless books. In addition to the collection of Daoist cultivation classics, there are also many weird stories and unofficial histories of cultivation.

Lin Qingzhou recently read a lot of classics in Jiansu Pavilion in order to improve her cultivation.

He remembered that there was such a passage in the plot of the novel, the main purpose was to go to Xichuan Secret Realm where poisonous monsters and beasts were rampant together with Han Qi.

Just in case, the task released by the system was a trip to the Xichuan Secret Realm. He consciously read the records about various monsters and poisons in the Xichuan Secret Realm, and kept it in his heart to plan ahead.

Unexpectedly, just in case, it became true.

And how to cure the poison of black scorpion, Lin Qingzhou happened to already know.

What a blessing.

He sat cross-legged beside the fire, closed his eyes and luck, first went through Qingxu Jianzong's healing method, suppressed the toxicity, and ensured that there would be no problem with his actions.

Then he took a burning firewood from the fire and said goodbye to Yin Xibai.

Yin Xibai stayed with him in a gentle voice, saying that when Han Qi came back, they would make plans together. Lin Qingzhou's poison had not been cured, and he might be in danger if he left alone.

What he said was gentle and sincere.

It's just that Lin Qingzhou knew that later, Han Qi would send the original owner to someone else to warm the bed, and Yin Xibai's contribution was indisputable.

This Yin Xibai, he can stay as far away as he can.

Lin Qingzhou insisted on leaving, Yin Xibai no longer said anything to force her to stay.

The poison of black beetle has spread all over his body, and detoxification is urgent.

Sit here, wait for Han Qi to find Qu Hunzhan, and then help him find the antidote with compassion?

Lin Qingzhou doesn't need this shameful delusion.

Deep in the mud, the only one who can save him is himself.

Holding a torch, Lin Qingzhou walked in the dense forest of Ye Sheng, walking at a leisurely pace.

If you walk too fast, the blood flow will be accelerated, and the poison will more easily invade the inner palace; if you walk too slowly, detoxification is imminent.

In the lush bushes, when he walked by, he stepped on dead branches and leaves rustling, and accidentally startled a few quaint birds perched on the trees, flapping their wings and flying up, which frightened him greatly.

Seeing that Qu Runiao was about to fly away in the night sky, without hesitation, he grabbed a long leaf from the Kuzhen tree beside him.

With two slender fingers close together, with Changye between them, he swung his backhand like a wave.

Ye Sheng Xiaoxiao pierced through the air, like a sharp feathered arrow, piercing through one of the Qu Rubirds accurately.

Qu Runiao fell and fell into a bush not far away. He recited a mantra silently, and Qu Runiao flew into his palm.

Qu Ru bird's wings trembled in his hand, dying, the gray feathers were stained with blood.

Lin Qingzhou frowned, and said sorry in her heart.

No way, he also wanted to survive.

Holding the bloody Qu Runiao in his hand, he continued to walk forward.

Qu Rubird's bloody smell wafted around like ripples from a stone thrown into a lake.

After walking for a short distance, he soon heard the shadow of a tree shaking and rustling not far away, about seven or eight feet away from him.

The voice gradually approached him.

Lin Qingzhou extinguished the torch, put Qu Runiao's body on the ground, and jumped onto the branch with a light figure, without any leaves touching her body.

After a while, I saw two horns protruding from the depths of the forest leaves.

It looked like a cow but not a cow, with four hooves on its body, a pinch of white on the top of its head, two locks of brown hair hanging from its forehead to the side of its face, and a white eye in the middle of the brown hair.

"It looks like a cow with a white head, one eye and four hooves."

It is consistent with the description in the book, yes, it is it.

Fei Fei.

Feifei feeds on Quru birds and likes to come out at night to forage. Lin Qingzhou picks leaves and thorn birds to attract it.

Feifei's blood can detoxify the poison of black scorpion.

I saw that dumb-headed feifei, snorting loudly, lowered its huge head, leaned close to the Quru Niao on the ground to smell it, then stuck out its tongue to lick it, then bit the Qu Ru Niao with its mouth, wanting to go back. Walk.

Lin Qingzhou no longer hesitated, and jumped down, like a floating leaf, with light toes, and landed on Feifei's back.

Na Feifei didn't even notice his presence.

With a flip of his palm, he created a white blade out of thin air, and gently slashed towards Feifei's brown-haired back.

But Fei Fei's back was rough and fleshy, as hard as iron stone, he was not strong enough, not only did not cut through the skin, but alarmed Fei Fei.

Although the appearance of this stupid thing is terrifying and it looks very unfriendly, it is actually a simple, honest and timid creature.

As soon as it was frightened, it threw away the bird in its beak, and ran like crazy in the forest, passing through the thickets, over the thorns, and through the tree holes, frightening the birds and beasts into a mess along the way.

Even though it was extremely bumpy, Lin Qingzhou was still standing firmly on its back at first, but then it got into a tree hole, and Lin Qingzhou had to fall off its back.

The Migraine tree is as thick as five or six people hugging it. Under the tree, the roots twisted and crisscrossed, and a big hole was broken, and it was enough to get into a cockroach as big as a cow.

After this stupid thing got in, it never came out again.

Lin Qingzhou jumped onto the slanting branches of the Migraine tree, and waited with bated breath. After a while, there was still no movement under the tree hole.

His chest suddenly felt stagnant again, his inner palace felt burning pain, and the fishy smell in his throat was like a storm, ready to go.

The poison of the black dragonfly has intensified again, and there is no longer any delay.

According to the ancient records of Jiansu Pavilion, besides eating Quru birds, Feifei also has another characteristic, that is, he likes to listen to beautiful singing.

As long as it hears a beautiful sound, it will be dazzled, and it will take the initiative to approach the sound source step by step.

Do you want to sing to attract fame?

You can give it a try.

Anyway, there is no one around, and the system is on strike. There is no danger of collapse, so Lin Qingzhou has nothing to worry about.

Lin Qingzhou cleared her throat, but choked on the saliva, which caused a violent cough, and her fair face flushed red.

He seldom sings and doesn't listen to many songs.When I used to go to work, my colleagues made an appointment to go to KTV together, and everyone sang so ecstatically. He was often the one who sat in the corner and silently ordered songs for them.

Now, when he was asked to sing suddenly, even though there was no one around, he couldn't help feeling inexplicably awkward.

What should I sing?

Fei Fei is an ancient spirit beast, a species that has lived for thousands of years. For modern love songs that are heart-piercing or groaning without illness, I am afraid that not only will I not be able to appreciate them, but I will even be scared and hide, and will not come out.

Lin Qingzhou stood on the branch, thinking for a few breaths.

The sky did not know when it rose, and it began to rain thinly.

The cool night wind blew gently, and the jet-black satin hair was lifted, brushing past his eyes, and the cool rain fell on his feather fan-like eyelashes.

He felt a sense of coldness from the bottom of his heart, and suddenly remembered that year when he traveled to the ancient city of Fenghuang, on the bluestone streets with drizzle, and in the depths of narrow and deep alleys, the clear and ethereal singing wafted out.

Anyway, there was no one around, so he just pointed his toes, floated to another branch of the maze tree, sat down like a light cotton, half leaning on the trunk, and opened his lips to sing.

"That year on the long street, the spring was strong, riding horses together, misty rain like a dream... For a moment, my heart throbbed, like your gentle sword... Wishful thinking, there is no beginning and no end..."

Clear voice, low, ethereal like the mist floating in the mountains in late autumn morning, with a touch of coolness and a touch of sadness, rippling melodiously in the forest with drizzle.

His tone itself is actually pretty good.

In addition, the situation is cold, and he is in a bleak state of mind. With a little emotion, his singing is even more fascinating.

As soon as the song reached the middle part, Feifei poked his head out of the tree hole, opened his white eyes, and looked at Lin Qingzhou who was sitting sideways on the tree without blinking.

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhou's voice became even more lingering, desolate and moving.

This song is about a woman cultivating immortals who meets a man cultivating immortals on the streets of Xiaoyu. The man embraces her with an umbrella and behaves intimately, and the woman gives her all her heart.

The woman thought she and the man were wishful thinking, and met her at a friend's banquet, but the man was surrounded by a beautiful woman, and treated him indifferently, only saying that the woman said one of his friends.

The melancholy, which is light but not strong, is sung by Lin Qingzhou, sad but not complaining, sad but not hurt, which just rightly touches Fei Fei's heartstrings.

As the song came to an end, Fei Fei was completely immersed in the singing, let go of all vigilance, and got out of the tree hole.

It looked obsessed, and looked up at Lin Qingzhou, its stupid and cute head shaking gently.

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhou strikes while the iron is hot, singing non-stop, jumps down from the treetops, and walks up to Fei Fei.

With two fingers as blades, it slashed gently across its back, a red thread of blood oozing out from the brown skin.

That Feifei didn't seem to feel the pain, she tilted her head and looked at him without moving.

Lin Qingzhou's singing came to an end.

When the singing stopped in his mouth, he made a tactic, and the thread-like bloodshot floated from Fei Fei's back and slowly floated into Lin Qingzhou's mouth.

A fishy smell, very unpleasant.

But in order to survive, I had to.

Lin Qingzhou frowned, swallowed Feifei's blood hard, and wiped the corner of his mouth lightly.

When the singing stopped, Fei Fei was stunned and did not leave, as if waiting for Lin Qingzhou to continue singing.

It tilted its head, opened a clear and innocent eye, looked at Lin Qingzhou's non-stop look, and fell in love with Lin Qingzhou.

He chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the top of Fei Fei's head, "Silly thing."

Feifei took advantage of the situation and rubbed against Lin Qingzhou's palm.

"I'm not a good person." Lin Qingzhou suddenly felt guilty.

He withdrew his hand on Fei Fei's head, turned around and returned to the same path, and walked towards the cave where he came.

Just a few steps away, a person walked out of the dense shadow not far from the maze tree.

He is tall and tall, with black clothes and black hair, and black jade hanging from his waist.

It's Han Qi.

I don't know how long he stood there.

He looked at Lin Qingzhou silently, as if he had met Lin Qingzhou for the first time, with inquiry and doubt in his eyes.

There are also some things that Lin Qingzhou can't understand.