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Chapter 146 Lard
"Well, since you don't object, junior... I have to take the storage bag on your body."

"." Gu Xiu's bones did not shake his head.

"You promised, didn't you!"

Seeing that the senior Gu Xiu really did not object to her proposal, Huaying remained silent all the time, without hesitation, she stretched out her hand, giggling, and untied the cloth bag at the other's waist:

"I'll keep this for you first, so as not to be snatched by those nasty tomb robbers. By the way, do you still have it elsewhere in your cave? If so, please help me out."

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This senior ancient monk should have been a determined person with a heart for the Dao before his death. Facing the words of the white-haired girl in front of him, he was not moved at all, and he was still sitting there meditating and practicing, which is really admirable.

"Well, it's fine if you don't give me advice, I'll find it myself."

Hua Ying waited and waited, but never waited for Senior Gu Xiu's advice, so she could only mutter and wandered aside on her own.

She looked east and west, and with the fluorescence of the beads, she quickly found out the outline of this ancient cave.

In Nuo Da's cave, apart from the main room where the stone platform where the ancient monks meditated and practiced, there are several side rooms of average size.

There are one on the left and one on the back of the side room, and there are three in total.

Among them, the left room is a study room, several bookshelves are covered with dust, the white-haired girl came out disappointed after checking it.

I don't know how many years those books have been stored inside, but they are all rotten, and they will all be turned into dust and dissipated in the room with the slightest touch.

When I went to the right room, there was only a small brass tripod placed in the center of the room.

Seeing the tripod, Huaying's eyes lit up, she hurried forward to check it out, knelt down, and caressed the tripod's body:

"This cauldron looks quite extraordinary, it should be used for alchemy"

This brass tripod is much larger than the small black gold tripod she bought in Fangshi earlier, and its texture is also thicker. The tripod is covered with lines and carved with unknown exotic flowers and plants. is pretty.

The more Huaying watched, the more delighted she was, she tried to move the tripod, and it took a lot of effort to move the tripod a little bit.

"Hey, why is it so heavy, do ancient monks use this kind of thing for alchemy?"

After moving it away, Huaying suddenly discovered that there was a cave under the original location of the tripod.

The entrance of Yongdong is not big, only the size of a few punches, but it is extremely deep, as if it goes straight to the ground, and around the entrance, there seems to be a layer of roasted lava, which is extremely black.

"Huh? Is this a natural way of fire?"

Although Huaying didn't know much, she still noticed the strangeness here, and secretly regretted, "It's a pity that the ground fire underneath has burned out, otherwise it would be a good place for alchemy."

There is not only an alchemy cauldron, but also an alchemy room that communicates with the fire from the center of the earth. From this, it can be seen that most of the owners of this cave were famous alchemists during their lifetime.

As for why he would sit down, it can only be said that even an alchemist cannot stand the ravages of the long years. Once the longevity arrives, he will eventually usher in the fate of death.

"Hey, senior, senior, it seems that you intend to let me inherit your mantle, and even the alchemy furnace is ready, it is really well-intentioned, hoot."

After observing the extremely beautiful brass tripod again, Huaying's mouth could not help but shed tears of emotion.She hesitated again and again, but finally reluctantly accepted the tripod and sent it into the jade pendant.

There is nothing else in the alchemy room except the brass tripod.

Afterwards, Huaying no longer missed her, left here, and walked to the last unexplored side room.

It was a stone room located directly behind the stone platform in the main room. There was a wooden door at the entrance of the stone room. The wooden door had rotted over time, and there was a burst of rotten wood smell from above.

Huaying pinched her nose, carefully pushed the wooden door open, and made sure that there were no ghosts hiding inside with the pearly light on, before walking in with peace of mind.

However, after walking in, she found that the room was empty, with almost no conspicuous objects placed there, only some dark "clods" that smelled of dust were spread on the floor of the room.

"This is."

Huaying squatted down curiously, twisted a piece and looked at it.

The "soil clod" has no trace of moisture, it is shriveled like a stomach that has not had enough food for several years, and it is covered with layers of black ash, just like sweet potatoes scorched by charcoal fire, piled up on the ground. several piles.

"What is this, it looks like it can't be eaten."

Huaying looked at it for a long time but didn't see what it was on the ground, so she had to throw it aside and walked around a few times in the corner of the room.

Not to mention, after such a search, she really found a few clay pots from the corner.

The clay pots all had lids, and out of curiosity, Huaying opened them and checked them one by one.

A jar is full of white granules, only the size of a bean. At first glance, it looks like the seeds of some kind of plant.

The second can contains dozens of dry and hard strips cut into the thickness of a thumb. These strips are dark red in color, with some sharp thorns on both sides, and they smell indescribably fishy.

The last earthen pot was empty, Huaying thought at first that the pot didn't contain anything, then she stuffed her hand into it to check, and found a lump of living things that exuded warmth.

Caught off guard, she was taken aback, hurriedly dropped the jar in her hand, and took a few steps back.

wow.

The clay pot fell on the solid ground and was smashed to pieces.

Huaying looked at it, and saw a lump that was either yellow or not, or white or not, under the broken pottery shards scattered all over the floor.

"scare!"

Seeing that the thing that fell on the ground was different from the living thing she had imagined, Huaying opened her mouth slightly, showing a surprised look on her face.

She was sure that when she touched this lump in the jar just now, it was clearly soft and exuded a warm touch, why does it look like a dead thing now?
I saw that yellow, white and yellow thing that fell out of the jar lay on the ground, motionless, as if it was really just one piece, and it did not emit any signs of life from the beginning to the end.

Huaying was just like it, and stayed where she was.

She stared at the lump on the ground with a pair of eyes of surprise.

Looking at it, she suddenly grumbled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Why does that thing look so much like a lump of lard?

A thought suddenly popped up in Huaying's mind.

Yes, lard is the best way to describe the lump on the ground.

"Am I feeling wrong? In fact, this jar is filled with the lard that the ancient monks usually use for cooking?"

After a long time, Huaying breathed a sigh of relief when she found that the lump on the ground showed no sign of movement, and felt ashamed secretly while feeling mixed in her heart.

I was actually scared by a lump of lard for cooking, woo woo.

“I don’t know if I can pick it up and use it”

Looking at the lump of lard on the ground, Huaying suddenly felt a pity in her heart, and she stepped forward again, ready to pick it up and put it away.

However, just as Huaying pulled out a hand to grab the lump of lard on the ground, what she didn't expect was that the lump of lard on the ground trembled violently, shook slightly twice, and jumped first. Lifting up, it was attached to her outstretched arm.

"Ghost!!!"

(End of this chapter)