The crooked way can also lead to heaven

In fact, Ye Ran guessed at the beginning that the old Taoist priest lived in extreme poverty, but he was still a little surprised when he arrived at the place.

The house looked quite old, and because it had not been repaired for many years, many places were leaking.

The furnishings in the house were even simpler. In addition to the bed, table and stove, there were only some miscellaneous garbage.

"I say, even if you advocate saving money, you shouldn't be in such a mess, at least you can change to a decent house."

Ye Ran couldn't help but complain. After being in the martial arts world for so long, he had never seen a Taoist priest fall to such a point.

The old Taoist smiled awkwardly: "I just came here and I have no connections or ways, so I have to make do with it."

Hearing this, Ye Ran didn't say anything else. The business of walking underworld people is deep, and everyone has their own territory. It is indeed difficult to take business.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you take a look at the symptoms first? I'll set up a table tonight and we can have a good chat." The old Taoist changed the subject and looked at his apprentice on the bed with a worried look on his face.

Ye Ran didn't waste any more words and quickly came to the bed to check on the boy's condition, but then he couldn't help shaking his head.

The boy's face was purple, the corpse poison had already penetrated his whole body, and with the constant surge of ghost energy, there were already many pustules on his skin.

He shouldn't have been in a hurry to change his heart from the beginning. Now it's good. If two evil spirits want to rush, even an adult can't bear it, let alone a teenager.

Judging from the situation, it can only last for three days at most. If it can't be resolved by then, even the arrival of the Great Luo Immortal will be useless.

"Fellow Daoist, how is it?" The old Taoist couldn't help asking.

Ye Ran said in a deep voice: "It's not that there is no hope, but the solution is a bit difficult."

Hearing that there is still hope, the old Taoist didn't bother to think too much, and said urgently: "Please think of a way, Taoist friend, I will repay your kindness even if I work like a cow or a horse!"

Ye Ran didn't respond, turned to the little beggar and said: "Go outside to buy some glutinous rice, and boil the herbs I brought with me into a pot of porridge."

"Okay, Master!" The little beggar put down his backpack and trotted out.

After that, Ye Ran took out a small bottle from his bag. As soon as he opened it, there was a pungent smell, and then he saw a white worm like a silkworm crawling out.

The old Taoist's eyes flickered slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly changed. He said with a little surprise: "Corpse silkworm!"

Ye Ran glanced at him: "Feed it to your apprentice later, and the corpse silkworm will crawl to the heart by itself."

"This..." The old Taoist raised his eyebrows, obviously he was hesitant.

Ye Ran didn't waste time talking to him and said directly: "I think you already know my identity. It's up to you whether you continue or not. I don't care."

The old Taoist's emotions were a bit complicated. From the moment the corpse silkworm appeared, he knew that the person in front of him must be an evil cultivator.

"Well, now that things have come to this, I have no other way."

After pondering for a moment, the old Taoist decided to let go. Now he couldn't think about it carefully.

As long as he could save his apprentice, it didn't matter even if the other party was an evil cultivator.

Ye Ran didn't say anything, pried open the boy's mouth and stuffed the corpse silkworm in.

It's not difficult to cultivate corpse silkworms, because they are born from corpses, so they like to eat corpse poison.

The body of this boy is obviously dominated by corpse poison. Putting corpse silkworms in can neutralize it and slow down the time of sudden death.

But this method alone is far from enough. If you want to solve it completely, you have to find dragon blood.

"I can only prolong my life for a short time. I must find hemolysis within five days, otherwise no one can do anything."

Ye Ran didn't like to beat around the bush, so he put his words on the table directly.

Hearing that dragon blood was needed, the old Taoist felt his head explode, and his already tired face became even more depressed.

What is dragon blood? Everyone in their line of work knows it.

It is Jiao!

After all, real dragons only exist in myths, and Jiao is similar to it.

But even if it is Jiao blood, it is still very precious.

That thing is also extremely powerful among monsters, and some with high cultivation can even call the wind and rain in a small range.

Let alone whether it can be found, even if it is found, it is impossible for it to let you take blood obediently.

The old Taoist seemed to have aged by a dozen years in an instant, walked slowly to the table and sat down, unable to speak for a long time.

Ye Ran walked to the door silently and lit a cigarette. It is indeed difficult to find dragon blood, but it has nothing to do with him.

If you know the clues of Jiao, you can accompany me for a while for the sake of the three beads, but if you don’t know, then I can’t do anything.

After a long time, the sigh of the old Taoist finally stopped.

He suddenly raised his head and stood up, with a hopeful look in his eyes.

"I remember it!"

"Before I came to Tianhai City, I heard that there was a village about 300 miles away from here, and there were rumors of dragons there!"

The old Taoist was full of joy at this moment, and his tone was very excited.

Ye Ran was still calm, flicked the ash and said: "Isn't that inland?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ran seemed to remember something and continued to ask: "What is the name of the village you mentioned?"

The old Taoist lowered his head and shook his head, then looked up at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression: "It seems to be called... Lihua Village."

As soon as he said this, Ye Ran's smoking action suddenly stagnated, and he continued with a serious face: "Are you sure?"

The old Taoist thought about it again, and finally nodded affirmatively: "Sure, it's called Lihua Village!"

Ye Ran was a little distracted and continued to smoke until it became hot.

The address Zhao Kuo gave was also called Lihua Village, and the distance was about the same. It seemed that he had to go there this time.

Well, it was a good opportunity to go and see if the man named Zhao Sanfeng really existed.

"Master, I bought the glutinous rice!"

The little beggar's voice came from outside, and he rushed back in a hurry.

Ye Ran immediately took out a few small bottles from his bag and handed them to her, and said, "I may be away for a few days. During this period, you will keep the store by yourself, and then feed the things in the bottles to the boy every other day until I come back."

"Okay, Master, leave it to me!" The little beggar clenched his fist, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and hurried to the stove to light a fire.

Ye Ran looked at the old Taoist who was still in a daze, and asked in confusion, "What are you waiting for, waiting for your apprentice to die suddenly?"

The old Taoist hurriedly got up, took out the phone to call another little apprentice, and after giving instructions, he picked up his things and followed him out.

In the past, it might have taken some time to get to Lihua Village, but now every household has a car, and it would only take half a day to get there on the highway.

Ye Ran originally wanted to take the oil-paper umbrella with him, but then he thought better of it. If the little beggar ran into any trouble, the two ghosts could help.