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After returning to the Sutra Cave from the tomb of Princess Zhumu, Cen Qin and others did not immediately tell the captain and companions that they were all in terrible condition. They were not seriously injured, but more serious. Their spirits had been tortured and distorted for a long time. the sequelae. The mood of most people is even worse than after the endless massacre that wiped out the demon kingdom.

Fortunately, the two major brigades have a deep foundation, and there are many good things to heal the spirit and expel pollution. Li Hongxue, who stayed behind at the Sutra Cave, had already prepared lotus seed magic honey water to ward off evil spirits, and also prepared green rice and talisman water. Deputy Fengdu also prepared a lot of good things, among which the one he treasured most and placed at the top was a palm-sized locust wood box.

As soon as the top travelers who had gone out came back, they started to eat and drink to heal themselves without any delay.

"Give."

Yu Xiangyang handed Cen Qin two pills of Qingjing rice. Cen Qin was now holding the big snow-white cat and sitting cross-legged on the ground, face buried in its thick white fur, and waved his hands lazily without raising his head. The arms holding the big cat in front of him tightened, and the big white cat calmly licked its paws as if it was used to being held. It purred in its throat, but it was interested in the rice balls in Yu Xiangyang's hand. It trembled its whiskers and sniffed curiously. , then opened his mouth and took a weak bite, as if he wanted to eat it.

"I don't think Director Qingjing Rice has ever tasted it. Give him a taste of my recipe. I'll just suck the cat."

Cen Qin said lazily, took another deep breath while holding the cat, and then exhaled long and relaxedly. After the concentrated pollution was vomited out, Dekui Zero returned to the original weight of a normal big cat. Although it weighed about twenty kilograms, at least it didn't break Cen Qin's hand like the sun did! Fortunately, he can still hold it, otherwise he would have to lie on the ground to suck the cat.

"Meow~Meow~"

Before I even took a bite of the rice ball, Ling Dao Mao was already meowing to urge me. Yu Xiangyang directly stuffed the pill-like green rice into the cat's mouth. The big white cat chewed it happily, and then paused for a second. He narrowed his eyes and showed a suspicious expression on the cat's life. His hind paws couldn't help but lick Cen Qin. He was kicking and kicking, as if he was buried in shit.

"Hahaha, it doesn't taste good."

Cen Qin smiled sullenly, and An stroked the cat's head: "Just swallow it. It's not delicious, but it's very useful."

Wan Anqian, who was watching, had no choice but to smile and said: "Maybe it will taste better if you mix some honey or sprinkle some chili powder."

Qingjing rice is actually made of bluestone fat and rice soaked in water and pounded into pills. After eating, you can "take one or two pills and you will not be hungry" and "walk up the mountain like a bird"*. The metaphysics bluestone fat is even more unusual. Zhu Mingyaozhen's Dongtian, one of the ten major caves, was given to Xuanxue by Mr. Qingjing, who manages the caves. Green is the color of the East, which corresponds to the spring. All things generate Yang Qi and rise. Green rice can refresh and replenish the essence, and expel pollution. It is no worse than refined elixirs, but it is simple to make. It can be regarded as a secret recipe of metaphysics. Peak travelers will eat it. One grain can keep you hungry for two days, and it’s small and easy to carry.

When a metaphysician goes on a journey, even if he loses all his luggage and ends up in the wilderness without any food, as long as he still has the Qingjing rice balls he carries with him, he can basically return to the caravan with a full stomach. Of course, I cannot praise its taste. The stone fat is sour and has a smooth texture. It is okay to swallow it directly. If you chew it for a few mouthfuls, it will be like chewing raw lard, which is difficult to swallow.

...The big white cat finally swallowed it. It was not a real cat after all. It was too embarrassing to spit it out in front of everyone! It fell limply in Cen Qin's arms, and glanced at Fengdu with a pair of listless cat eyes. I saw those top travelers gathering together, looking mysterious as they didn't know what they were doing. It curiously broke away from Cen Qin's arms and ran over to take a look with its tail raised. After squeezing in from Wu Yun's legs and looking up, he saw that Wu Yun, the leader, solemnly opened the locust tree box, took out something from it, and gave a small amount to each peak visitor who entered the tomb.

The big cat opened its eyes wide, stood up on the dark cloud's legs, watched with interest, and then sneezed.

"Ah sneeze!"

It was as big as a cat and had great energy. It sneezed with the same force as a human. It frightened several people around to protect the confetti in their hands to prevent them from flying away - yes, it was confetti.

The locust wood box was filled with a box of paper scraps, and Dark Cloud gave each person as much as two fingernails. Their Fengdu brigade is a brigade with tour guides, so of course there is no need for other remedies to remove pollution! Although the silverfish didn't come this time, Wu Yun brought several boxes of paper scraps made by the silverfish! Whether it is swallowed directly, soaked in water, mixed with rice, or burned to inhale the smoke, it can achieve the effect of indirectly relieving and removing pollution!

"Are you interested?"

Seeing the big white cat coming over on his own initiative, Wu Yun's eyes flashed, and he actually bent down and brought the box of scraps of paper to the big cat: "You——"

Do you have any impression of this power? Have you ever seen a silverfish?

Before he could even ask the question, he saw the big cat sniffing, then gasping like he had a pollen allergy and sneezing loudly!

"Click!"

Even though Dark Cloud's hands were as fast as lightning, a small handful of confetti was still blown out and got stuck on his hands and sleeves, but Dark Cloud felt so bad for him! The culprit ran away, and returned to the sleeping bag next to the fire. He stretched out his paws and legs for a long stretch.

"It's almost time to rest. I think I can talk about what happened in the princess's tomb."

Yeah, Cen Qin curled his lips when he saw that Dark Cloud had hit a soft nail. Director Zero and the others are still in a state of amnesia. There is a high probability that before they met the tour guides who were thrown into the mountain in advance, the dark clouds touched the confetti with the power of the silverfish in front of the big cat. In case Director Zero really felt familiar and regained his memory what to do? Opening the tomb of the Tusi King was difficult and dangerous, and Cen Qin did not want to cause any accidents there.

Wan Anpian thought the same way, and stood calmly in front of Wu Yun, just blocking the big white cat that was licking its fur: "Wu Captain, how are you doing here?"

"Everything is fine."

Wu Yun calmed down and realized that he was too worried about Silverfish and the others and was getting impatient. So he adjusted his emotions, his expressions calmed down, and the atmosphere between the two parties became harmonious again: "I think let's talk about it now."

When they returned to the Tibetan Scripture Cave, they didn't immediately talk about the princess's tomb. One was to let their teammates recover, and the other was to wait for news from the person who wanted to kill them.

But so far, the life-seeking person has not appeared, and there is no new news. Maybe he really left the Demon Kingdom and didn't pay attention to the situation here? Or maybe he doesn't plan to take action yet?

In any case, there is no need to wait any longer.

"This reenactment of the myth is different from the past."

Fuyunbai from the Fengdu brigade said sternly. He was born with a pale complexion, insufficient Qi and blood, a horoscope of Taiyin, a green air between his brows, and black lips. He looked like a tuberculosis ghost who would not live long, especially when he first entered the hotel. I have known Wu Yun since then. After fighting side by side for so many years, Wu Yun has gained Wu Yun's trust, and his strength is even more powerful. Even he can be ranked at the top of the top passenger rankings.

But this time the myth repeats itself, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot be used.

"After entering the tomb, the reenactment of the myth began immediately, and I became Princess Zhumu."

When Fuyunbai finished the reenactment at the tomb, he knew it after hearing Cenqin say twelve years. Later, when these people were reunited, they found out that their experiences in the tomb were exactly the same.

In most cases, whether the scene is re-enacted or the myth is re-enacted, the tourist guides enter the scene at that time, either obtain the corresponding identity, or enter as the original tourist guide, and then use their strength to either change the past, or Either destroy the past or repeat the past. Help the gods, change the myths, go with the flow, reenact the myths, kill the gods, subvert the myths - in short, they can participate.

But this time the situation is different. Although they have become Princess Zhumu, they cannot move freely, and their own strength and talents are also blocked. It is like being sealed in the body of the princess in the reenactment of the myth, experiencing her pain together. past.

"When Princess Zhumu was taken into the Hor Kingdom, she struggled hard and even attempted to assassinate King Bai Zhang. Then her hands and legs were twisted off and she was forcibly taken to the Hor Kingdom."

Fuyunbai said: "I feel her pain, and it is even more intense than ordinary amputated limbs. The pain is at least ten times stronger."

"That's right."

Cen Qin speculated: "If nothing unexpected happens, the pain should be superimposed according to the number of people entering the tomb."

Flesh and flesh are torn, muscles and bones are broken. As a top traveler who has traveled through dangerous places for several years, who has not lost his or her hands or feet? Everyone knows what that kind of pain feels like. The pain is ten times worse. The pain of split flesh and fractures is like a sharp knife tearing the heart. It hurts so much that even the top travelers will break out in cold sweat.

"Not only pain, but other senses are also heightened."

Floating clouds and white roads, Princess Zhumu was plundered from the Ling Kingdom to the Hall Kingdom, and the journey was windy, frosty, rainy and snowy. It was extremely hot during the day and extremely cold at night. The intense heat was superimposed more than ten times, just like hot lava being poured on the body. The pain was unspeakable. The severe cold was superimposed more than ten times. My limbs felt the sharp pain of densely packed steel needles piercing flesh and bones. My heart felt numb. There was no more heat.

People can be hurt to death, and perception can confuse cognition and blind the body. If an ordinary person experiences all this, even if it is only experienced mentally, I am afraid that it will immediately feedback to the body and die suddenly. Even if there are powerful tourist guides by her side, it will not be much better. Because Princess Zhumu is an 'ordinary person', the peak travelers who share her feelings are also ordinary people, and they have to endure more than ten times the pain, and this pain Not an hour, not a whole day.

For top travelers, the time gate for the myth to repeat itself has not accelerated. One day is just one day, and one year is one year. From Princess Zhumu being kidnapped to the Hall Kingdom and being treated inhumanely, to the entire Hall Kingdom becoming a demonic country and falling into a demonic realm. Ordinary people cannot survive in the Demon Kingdom. In order to save the beautiful princess who was plundered from death, he gave her his own demon blood.

However, Princess Zhumu is the incarnation of White Tara, and neither demon blood nor pollution can completely erode her, so the pain of pollution and festering will always exist. She transformed into a demon at night when her bones were twisted and her flesh and blood collapsed, and during the day she turned back into a human body when her body was in severe pain and her bones were shattered. The peak passengers endured more than ten times the pain together, day and night, day and night.