Chapter 2241 The Miao Youth Loves Me 03

The cave was damp and cold, and the stone walls were covered with fluorescent green poisonous insects, which glowed faintly in the darkness.

Jinchen stepped into the cave, his purple clothes and silver bells still conspicuous in the dark. The three young men in Miao clothes lying on the ground saw him coming and immediately wailed.

"Young Master! You are finally back!"

"If you don't come soon, we will be eaten clean by the poisonous insects!"

Jinchen sneered, poured out a few red pills from the bamboo tube at his waist, and stuffed them into their mouths one by one.

"It's useless. You can lose like this even in a fight with Gu."

After swallowing the pill, Ah San's face finally regained color, and he rubbed his numb legs and complained.

"You said you would personally take charge, but you ran away halfway. How could we bear it?"

Jiutian also got up and brushed off the remains of the Gu worm on his clothes. "That's right! Who did you say you were going to see...Brother? We were almost bitten by the Gu worm!"

Jinchen raised his eyebrows, "What do you know."

Gongzi suddenly twitched and spit out black water, and his palms were bloody.

Jinchen tore off the silver scorpion Gu on his waist belt and threw it into the filth. The scorpion's tail pierced into his palm like a living thing.

"I told you not to touch the corpse-raising soil in the neighboring village."

He crushed the pills and sprinkled them on Gongzi's eyelids, saying unhappily, "If you do that again, I'll feed you and seal you in a Gu jar."

Gongzi: “…Woo.”

Jinchen walked straight into the depths of the cave and said, "Get down to business."

The three of them looked at each other and followed reluctantly.

Jin lifted the drooping vine leaf curtain, revealing a middle-aged man lying there with strange black lines all over his body.

The man was half leaning against the stone wall, his eyes were cloudy, and he kept mumbling incomprehensible words, as if he was trapped in some kind of nightmare.

Jiutian frowned: "He was like this when we found him. He finally woke up, but he was like possessed."

Gongzi squatted down and carefully looked at the black lines on the man's body. "Looking at these lines, he looks like a corpse driver from the village next door... Could it be corpse poison?"

Jinchen squatted down and flicked his fingertips. A tiny centipede crawled out from his sleeve and quickly drilled into the man's skin.

The black lines squirmed for a moment, as if stimulated, but quickly returned to their original state.

"It's not corpse poison." Jin Chen took back the centipede, his eyes slightly cold, "He has a Gu in his body, but he has also been poisoned by the herbs."

Ah San was surprised: "Double poison? Who is so cruel?"

Jinchen stood up, and the silver bell rang softly, "Take it back."

Jiutian hesitated, "But this person's origin is unknown, what if..."

Jinchen hit him on the head.

"Are you afraid he might bite someone?"

Jiutian immediately covered his head and said, "Young Master, I will bring you if you say so!"

Jinchen turned and walked out, humming a little tune, and the sound of silver bells echoed clearly in the dark cave.

Ah San whispered: "Why has the young master been so mysterious lately..."

Jiutian shrugged: "Who knows?"

Gongzi sighed: "Let's go and work."

The three of them worked together to lift the unconscious man, followed Jinchen's figure, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest outside the cave.

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The Miao King Tower is built against the mountain, with copper bells hanging on the eaves. When the wind blows, the bells make a tinkling sound, like the Buddhist chanting in an ancient temple deep in the mountains.

Nan Yixing stepped into the main hall, followed by his fellow junior fellow students, with steady steps and fluttering clothes.

King Miao was sitting in the main seat. His hair was white as frost, but he looked energetic and his eyes were bright. When he saw them come in, he waved with a smile.

"A distant visitor has arrived. Please take a seat."

Nan Yixing bowed and saluted, his voice as gentle as jade, "Junior Nan Yixing, I am here with my fellow apprentices to pay you a visit."

He introduced the people behind him.

Second Junior Brother Fan Ruoxi, Third Junior Sister Chu Wan, Fourth Junior Brother He Mo Ning, and the youngest Junior Brother Bai Di who was standing at the back with a slightly nervous look on his face.

The Miao King stroked his beard and nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, they are all good children."

He took out an antique copper key from his sleeve and handed it to Nan Yixing, "The key to Lingcao Hall. All the disciples of the South Gate who came here stayed there. There are all kinds of medicinal herbs in it. You can use them as you like."

Nan Yixing took the key, his fingertips touched the intricate patterns on the key, and he could faintly smell a medicinal scent.

His expression remained unchanged, "Thank you, King Miao."

King Miao added: "I have a naughty grandson who is younger than you. I hope..."

Before he finished speaking, a silver bell rang from outside the hall, followed by the loud voice of a young man.

"I heard you talking about me from a distance."

Everyone turned around and saw Jinchen striding over the threshold, his purple clothes fluttering, his silver jewelry jingling, and the pheasant feathers in his braids swaying with his movements.

He rushed to the Miao King and stretched out his hand to pull the old man's beard, "Old man, what are you plotting against me again?"

The Miao King slapped his hand away, puffed his beard and glared: "You have no respect for your elders!"

Jinchen hit King Miao's shoulder again, and the grandfather and grandson fought back and forth, almost wrestling on the chairs.

The Miao King's disciples around were already used to it, and some even laughed quietly.

Nan Yixing watched this scene quietly, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Jinchen noticed the gaze and turned to look at Nan Yixing, with a cunning light in his purple eyes.

"Brother, we meet again."

Nan Yixing nodded slightly: "Young Master Jinchen."

Jinchen raised his eyebrows, seeming unhappy with his address, but didn't say much. He just clapped his hands and shouted towards the door.

"Ah San, bring the person in!"

Three young men came in and supported a middle-aged man with black lines all over his body, and carefully laid him flat on the ground.

Miao King's eldest disciple, Falcon, stepped forward to check and frowned, "Is this... the corpse driver from the village next door?"

Jinchen squatted down, used his fingertips to push open the man's collar, revealing the hideous lines on his neck. His tone was light, but with some deep meaning.

"Yes, it was half dead. It was like this when I found it."

Nan Yixing's gaze narrowed slightly as he slowly approached, lowering his eyes to examine the person on the ground.