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Nian Yihuan only remembered that the goat's cry was very terrifying, and the master's sudden question made her confused.

She recalled it carefully and said, "It's probably that kind of thing. I can't say exactly. Anyway, I've never heard a goat make such a sound before."

"What? What other sounds can goats make? Shouldn't they all be bleating and cursing?" Qingwu was puzzled, "Junior sister, please don't scare me. Could it be that all the goats on Baiblind Mountain have become spirits? "

Master Qingyun fell into silence, with a serious expression that Nian Yihuan had never seen before, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyebrows.

Nian Yihuan was a little panicked for a moment.

"Master, what's wrong? Is something wrong? Don't look like this, I'm afraid..."

After a while, Master Qingyun returned to normal.

"A Huan, the goat you met on the mountain this time is probably no ordinary goat."

"..."

Nian Yihuan didn't expect that the master had been holding it in for a long time before he could say such a sentence.

"Of course, Master, of course I know it is no ordinary goat."

Master Qingyun continued, "This should be the leader, and his age is estimated to be over thirty years old."

"What? You're so old!" Qingcheng was startled, "Master, are you kidding me? Goats can only live to be twenty years old at most. They have to be extremely healthy. How can there be someone over thirty years old? goat?"

"How is it impossible? This White Blind Mountain is spiritual, anything can happen."

"Master, so what you're saying is that because Baiblind Mountain is spiritual, the leader also becomes spiritual, and then becomes extraordinarily long-lived?"

Qingcheng couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Isn't this the so-called immortality?"

Master Qingyun touched his beard and nodded, "You are right to understand it this way, but immortality is an exaggeration. But it will live longer than ordinary goats."

"And because he has been in the mountains all year round and has been nourished by the energy of various mountain gods, the leader's body shape and cry have also undergone certain changes."

Nian Yihuan suddenly realized that she felt something strange when she heard the goat's cry. It turned out that it had mutated.

"Ah Huan, if you think about it again, is there a whining sound in the goat's throat?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Master, I remembered it when you said that."

"Well, the last time I saw this kind of wild goat that was nourished by the spirit of the mountain god was when I was a child. Now the mountains are heavily mined, and I have never seen this kind of goat again."

"That's such a pity. Such a spiritual sheep died of poisoning like this."

Master Qingyun frowned, "Did you just say that you were poisoned to death?"

Nian Yihuan nodded, "Yes, this goat is covered in black and purple. It's not poisoned to death."

Master Qingyun frowned, "But it stands to reason that this kind of spiritual beast protected by the mountain god is invulnerable to all poisons. It is impossible for the flowers, plants, poisonous mushrooms and other things on the mountain to poison it."

"That's weird."

"That's right! I brought back some blood flowing from its mouth. Second Senior Brother, please come and identify it."

With that said, Nian Yihuan took out the small bag from his pocket and handed it to his second senior brother Qing Wu.

Qingwu put on his gloves, carefully took out the hay and placed it on the stone table in the courtyard.

The whole process was done very carefully, not letting the blood from Hay Row touch even a single bit of his skin.

At this time, the goat's blood had turned from the dark red at the beginning to black red.

Qingwu frowned slightly, picked it up and smelled it, a haze instantly enveloped his eyes.

"Qingwu, what's going on? Is it poisoning?"

Qingcheng was already impatient.

Nian Yihuan patted Qingcheng and said, "Senior Brother, please don't disturb Second Senior Brother, he is very focused when identifying poisons!"

Qingwu didn't answer Qingcheng's question, held the hay in his hands, and went directly into the house.

Nian Yihuan and Master Qingcheng looked at each other and followed suit.

Qing Wu entered the house and took out his treasure box.

This treasure box is Qing Wu's treasure at the bottom of the box. Unless it's something particularly important, he wouldn't take it out at all.

But seeing how seriously Qing Wu looked at it, Nian Yihuan felt even more uneasy.

Originally, she just wanted to happily go up the mountain to send an invitation, but she didn't expect that so many things would happen at once.

However, if there is really something strange about the death of these goats, then given that the death of the sister-in-law is the same as that of these goats, will it...

While Nian Yihuan was thinking about it, Qing Wu opened the treasure box and took out some potion reagents.

He took out some of the various potions in proportion, poured them into a glass tube, shook them evenly, and then dropped them into a delicate glass vessel.

Then, he dipped the dead branch stained with goat's blood into a glass vessel, allowing the blood to completely mix with the liquid in the vessel.

After they are all integrated, remove the dead wood branches.

The originally transparent and colorless liquid has now turned into a light pink due to the fusion of blood.

Next, Qing Wu directly used his ultimate move, took out a wooden voodoo box, opened the stopper, and a blue scorpion crawled out of the voodoo box.

Nian Yihuan was stunned. She had an impression of this scorpion.

Qingwu gathered all kinds of poisonous insects and raised them together during the Dragon Boat Festival on the fifth day of May a year ago.

These poisonous insects kill each other. The winner lives and the loser dies. In the end, only one will truly survive.

And this poisonous scorpion is the ultimate winner, the ultimate poison king.

The reason why poisonous insects must be gathered on the fifth day of May is because in Gu magic, the fifth day of May is the time when the poisonous energy is at its strongest.

And Nian Yihuan remembered that the last time he saw this scorpion, it was black and green.

I didn't expect that it had turned into such a beautiful color after not seeing it for a while.

Nian Yihuan also knew a little bit about the toxicity of this voodoo insect. The lighter the color of the voodoo bug and the purer the color, the greater the toxicity of the voodoo bug.

Among all colors, blue is considered to be of a higher level, and the highest level is pink.

The more toxic the poison, the higher the value, and can be used to identify and detoxify.

At first glance, this scorpion was not an ordinary species. I didn't expect Qing Wu to spend so much money this time.

"Second Senior Brother, do you really want to use this scorpion? This is the scorpion you have been raising for a year."

Qingwu, on the other hand, looked attentive, as if he didn't hear anything at all.

In his view, the leader's poisoning was a subject worthy of study.

As soon as the scorpion was released, it turned around on the table a few times and was soon attracted by the poisonous blood in the vessel.

After circling the glassware, he inserted one of its pliers.