The True Nature of the Ghost Doctor: The Ugly Girl Will Go Against the Sky

Ye Nongying had a disgusting and unbearable expression: "No, no, no, won't the cauldron be cleaned after the weekend?"

"Yes."

Duanmu Yawang was also disgusted.

Finally, the two looked at each other, and they obviously thought of going somewhere, and hid their faces speechlessly.

"puff!"

Yin Huiyin burst into laughter, "What are you two girls thinking about in your mind! The traces of the cauldron leftover have nothing to do with the cleansing of your thoughts!"

"Yes, how can the traces of double repair be washed away." Little Bailu looked inexplicable.

Duanmu Yawang and Ye Nongying glanced at each other, and soon turned their heads away again, the tips of their ears were red.

Little Bailu looked at it with a puzzled face: "You... are you shy? Why?"

"Don't worry about it."

Duanmu Yawang wisely changed the subject and said, "Why not leave a trace?"

"Why is this difficult to understand?" Little Bailu said in a bad mood: "Double Cultivation Cauldron, what kind of medicine the cultivator uses, the strength of spiritual power, and the direction of cultivation can actually be judged based on the traces."

"But in fact I didn't see any traces." Duanmu Yawang lowered his head to observe the cauldron carefully. In fact, there was a layer of dust on the cauldron, and nothing else could be seen.

Little Bailu said: "Of course it can't be seen on the surface, but it can be seen with the naked eye. Isn't that trivial?"

"How about that?" Ye Nongying asked curiously.

This is also an area that she does not know.

Little Bailu said: "This requires special cold water to wash the cauldron."

Duanmu Yawang: "What is cold water for washing?"

Ye Nong Ying was stunned: "And didn't it mean that the traces of weekends can't be washed away?"

"It can't be washed off, but it can absorb some with cold washing water. As for this cold water, you don’t have this thing in the world. It is a fairy thing." Little Bailu answered one by one, and said with a grin: "I remember that The master has special cold water for washing, and I will find out where he is hiding when the time comes."

"good."

Duanmuya patted him on the shoulder, "Then it's up to you."

"Are we really going to move the cauldron?" Xiao Bailu was still very disgusted. "People are now coveting the things in the Flying Dragon Palace. Once we move away, we will definitely be found out. Isn’t it going to be chaotic when people learn how to behave?"

"Right."

Duanmu Yawang had a headache, and asked him helplessly: "Does it take time to wash with cold water, or can I just pour it in and serve it out?"

"Sure."

Little Bailu nodded and said, "So don't bring this cauldron."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang didn't want to take it away either, nodded and said to the other people: "Let's look around again to find out if there is anything useful. If we don't, we will change the place."

Others looked around, but they didn't find anything useful, so they changed places.

Elder Huo’s room is nothing, and Yuan Chang’s is also nothing. Xiao Bailu pouted: "These two characters are the most important. They didn't find anything in their rooms. Why don't you just go back?"

"It's all here, let's look for it again."

Duanmuya didn't want to just give up like this, other people naturally listened to her, and the group went to Pang Fengyu's mansion.

Little Bailu said listlessly as he went in; "This room is even more boring. It's not a picture or a book, and there is nothing to look at."

"At least there are so many things."

After entering, Duanmu Yawang said while looking around.

This room is indeed full of books and paintings, so I can only look at books and paintings.

Duanmu Yawang had seen the painting before, but originally planned not to read it, and turned over the book she hadn't read. When taking the book, Yu Guang glanced at a painting hanging on the left hand side, and she turned her head abruptly.

She turned her head quickly, quite abruptly, and Ye Nongying and others were puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Duanmuya walked over to the painting, frowned and said while trying to recall: "I always feel like I have seen this painting."

"You've seen it once before, of course." Xiao Bailu pouted and said: "You have almost read these words!"

"Shut up and don't make a noise."

Duanmu Yawang thought of the teachers, and she was a little unhappy when she was interrupted.

"Row."

Little Bailu Ren Xiaogui Dadi shrugged and ignored her.

Duanmu Yawang bent over to observe this painting carefully, staring at the scenes and objects inside, as well as the sky...

Sky?

Duanmu Yawang's inspiration flashed, and he slapped her thigh: "I remember!"

She looked at other people with bright eyes: "This painting, this sky, this water, these warm but cold rays of light, do they look like swamp land and the sky above?"

Hearing what she said, the others leaned over to look at it.

After reading, they shook their heads together: "It's not like."

Ye Nongying analyzed: "This painting is so tall, the sky, the summit, the swamp, the flying dove, the waterfall, etc. can look magnificent, but the thin swamp looks like a lot of water."

"Yes."

Little Bailu said inexplicably: "If you want to say like, it's just a little like."

"But I still feel like it."

Duanmu Yawang always felt like looking at this painting.

There are no words on the painting, but there is a seal on it.

She bent over and looked at the red seal carefully, only to find that she could not discern the character: "What character is this? Who can understand?"

Ye Nongying took a look and shook his head: "I don't know."

Yin Huiyin read it out: "Two thousand years?"

Xiao Bailu wasn't interested in this painting, so he didn't come over at all. He was startled by Yin Huiyin's reading: "Two thousand years? Xiang?"

His tone was full of suspicion, and he hurried over, took a breath after seeing the seal clearly: "It's really for two thousand years!"

"What do you mean for two thousand years?"

Duanmu Yawang and Ye Nongying looked at each other, while Yin Huiyin frowned, "I always feel a little familiar."

But his memory is incomplete, and there is no source of such familiarity.

"Xiang is the Demon King." Xiao Bailu said with wide eyes: "He provoked the war between Gods and Demons! In the end, he angered Heavenly Dao, and almost none of the Protoss and Demons were spared from being overthrown."

Ye Nongying chuckled, "Are you telling a story?"

"Not telling a story! Really!"

Ye Nongying laughed even more, and Xiao Bailu glared at her.

"Don't laugh first, listen to him." Duanmu Yawang's face was serious, she knew that Xiao Bailu would not talk nonsense, "For nothing, why do you say that this is Xiang... Demon King based on these words?"

"The Demon Race's records are a bit similar to your Human Race. They are all numbers plus the number of years in place. The most important thing is that these words are the words of the Demon Race."

Duanmu Yawang suddenly realized: "It's no wonder that only you and Xiaoyin'er have known each other."

Little Bailu raised his eyebrows: "But it's a little bit strange. Back then, the heavens fell and overthrew the two realms of the gods and demons. In my impression, Xiang was in power for about 1,500 years. How did these two thousand years come?"