Chapter 51： Flame Curse

"Feng Chu was forced to marry someone." Yun Xuzhou said.

The amount of information in this sentence is too great, Sang far from knowing from what angle to start talking.

Thousands of words became an inexhaustible look.

Sang Yuanyuan: "emmm..." Take a squid and calm down.

You Wuming was unkind, clutching her stomach, her shoulders shaking with a smile.

"Laughing?" Yun Xuzhou frowned displeasurely, "She's about to be forced into the cave!"

Youming: "Poof hahahahaha!"

He laughed more and more.

Yun Xuzhou turned his back on him and turned to Sang Yuan, saying: "You came just right. Before rushing into the cave, you quickly rescued the phoenix cubs, and sneaked into the ancestral land of the mountain fire clan to steal the indestructible fire. "

Sang Yuanyuan: "???

To ask her how she felt at this moment, she felt like she had missed a ten-episode series, her head full of broken question marks.

Cave room? Ancestral land of wildfire? The unending fire? What are these?

She blinked and waited for Yun Xuzhou to explain.

Yun Xuzhou sighed: "Walk while talking, time won't wait for anyone!"

She took Sang far away, and swiftly swept northward to the mountains.

On the way, Yun Xuzhou told Sang Yuan and Youming Fang that these days' findings.

The news about the insects in the mussels is very easy to check, and everyone who raises mussels knows.

The parasitic bugs in blood mussels in Donghai Lake are called blood nematodes. Once infected, male mussels will quickly weaken and die, but have little effect on female mussels. They only lurk in the form of eggs and continue to infect the next generation.

Hurting men and not hurting women is exactly the same as Yun’s ‘curse’, but no one has ever thought about these two things together.

The mussels used herbs to fight blood nematodes.

Yun Xuzhou bought worm medicine and poured it into his stomach. It is a pity that although the medicine is very effective against the common blood nematodes in the mussels, it can't hurt the worms that have been refined into the spirit Gu from generation to generation in the blood vein of Yun Xuzhou.

Found the cause, and there is a method of extermination, but it is stuck in the last step.

Yun Xuzhou and Sang are not close to speculation, since the black hand behind the scenes chose the blood nematode of the East China Sea, then the method of refining should be somewhat related to this place.

After a few inquiries, the accident was rewarded. In the mountains on the north shore of the East China Sea, bordering with Xiaojiang, there are many non-accessible mountain people. One of them is called the Shanhuo Clan. The Shanhuo Clan keeps a strange The indestructible fire is said to be able to refine the spirit into any object.

In fact, this kind of fire is not very useful at all, because the skill of smelting spirit Yun into an armor or weapon is enough to mine ten spirit mines and make thousands of sets of equipment rich in spirit Yun.

Just like this ribless fire, the Shanhuo tribe is still as treasured as an eyeball, hidden in the ancestral land, not to be coveted by outsiders.

The person who spoke said it casually as a joke, but Yun Xuzhou and Sang were not close to each other, but they were like treasure. That blood nematode, has it been refined into Ling Gu? !

The truth is close, as long as the unending fire is used, it can be prepared in the same way, and the antidote for insecticides can also be refined into elixir.

So Yun Xuzhou and Sang hurried to the settlement of the Shanhuo clan.

What the two didn't expect was that a seemingly ordinary cottage had hidden flame traps everywhere.

As soon as I approached the ancestral land, the trap was aroused, and I was almost burned alive, and I also alarmed the people of the Shanhuo clan.

Mountain fire tribes worship flames, supported by fanatical beliefs, accompanied by fire spirits day and night, and practiced thousands of times harder than ordinary people. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon among the clan, has many strong fire department. In addition, here is their home ground, Yun Xuzhou and Sang soon fell off, and they were about to be captured.

Sang Bujin tried his best to stop the chasing soldiers and help Yun Xuzhou escape, but he fell into the hands of the Shanhuo tribe.

Yun Xuzhou could not escape like this, she quietly sneaked back to save people, but she heard the good news that the chief of the mountain fire loved the captives at first sight and wanted to marry her and become married tonight.

If it weren't for Sang Yuan and Wu Youming to arrive, Yun Xuzhou would only have to spend his life tonight to go to the "naodongfang".

Sang Yuanyuan: "..."

Yun Xuzhou frowned tightly: "I hope this dog man doesn't get fooled, just touch her in front of the cave..."

Sang far has the same worry.

It's just that the direction of worry is a bit different-it's not that Sang is not close to the matter, or that the boy's body is exposed, and the chief of the mountain fire is angry and angry, and will hurt his life.

...

Yun Xuzhou took Sang Yuan and they traveled in the forest for a long time.

Suddenly saw the dense vegetation around one point, the destination, arrived.

The eyes are suddenly bright!

The settlements of the mountain fire tribes are very unique. At a glance, they thought that a fire broke out in the mountain forest-all the buildings were dyed in shades of red, and the air was full of scent, almost every wooden house. There were burning torches near the door.

The residents were barefoot, wearing red blouses, and all were busy. They sent a pot of nuts that looked burnt to a large wooden building built in the highlands.

This large wooden building occupies an extremely large area, like a palace, with a total of four floors, the whole body is dyed red, and the torches are inserted on the load-bearing pillars of each floor. At first glance, it looks like a red one. Then stood up and carried a barbecue with an open flame.

The wooden pillars and corridors are covered with red cloth strips.

Yun Xuzhou pointed to the dark traces on the ground around the cottage, and motioned Sang to look at them.

She said: "That kind of fire powder or the like, when outsiders approach, it will ignite a ten-foot-high fire wall, very fierce. Because of it, Feng and I will be exposed. Behind the wooden building It’s their ancestral land. Look, it’s so dense over there."

Sang stared at him from afar, and saw that near the low mountain behind the big wooden building, the dark traces were dense, radiating from circle to circle.

The people of the Shanhuo clan are all bare feet, and the soles of their feet are like black charcoal. It will not provoke any reaction if they step on the pale black marks on the ground.

It is a large array of defense and alarm.

"It seems that I can only fly in." Sang thought far away.

The sky in the mountains is dark very fast.

As if it was the time of blinking, the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared behind the dense forest, and the night was covered.

The Shanhuo people began to put fires on both sides of the dirt road.

Yun Xuzhou was extremely worried: "Phoenix was poisoned a few days ago, and his body was so empty, I was really worried that she would lose money!"

You Wuming laughed sideways: "It's hard to say who will suffer! Who will be better when the pants take off..."

Sang twisted his waist far and hard.

She said: "Don't worry too much, the patriarch can't do anything anyway..."

How does it seem to be more and more wrong.

Sang Yuan and Youwu Ming looked at each other and closed their mouths together.

When the moon climbed out of the distant mountain, the wedding ceremony between the chief of the mountain fire and Sang began.

A long and loud music like Suona floated out of the big wooden building. The mountain people held the oily torches and cheered wildly, the atmosphere was very lively.

Soon, a couple of newcomers held hands and walked out of the large two-story gate in Damulou.

After so many days, Sang Yuan finally saw his cheap brother again.

I saw him wearing a red dress, wearing a big silver crown with red bird hair on his head. He put on makeup and knew at a glance that it was freshly baked, using the gradual red dye of the kind that was dyed by the wildfire.

A flaming flame in his forehead was tight.

The end of the eye is painted with fire clouds, and the eyes are also painted in red, which is extremely mysterious and gorgeous, and has a very wild and enchanting beauty.

He actually put powder on his lips.

The upper half of the makeup looks miserable, but the lower half of the face is white and white. The strong impact makes everyone who looks at his face no longer move his eyes.

Sang could not help being speechless-could it be that Sang didn't say he was busy, he wasn't trying to escape, but was busy putting on makeup? !

Bai hung his heart for him! He doesn't seem to mix too well!

You Wuming saw the corners of her mouth straight.

"Little Mulberry," he whispered in her ear, "when you and I are married, do you have to paint like this? Farewell, this, the taste is too heavy, like squid."

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." What the **** is a straight man's aesthetic.

Yun Xuzhou pursed her lips for a long while, and hately spit out a sentence: "Do you still have a heart to draw your eyebrows and draw your eyes! I think she enjoys it!"

Angrily.

Sang Yuan originally wanted to explain two sentences for the cheaper brother, but looking at the guy swaggering like a red peacock, and wishing to open the screen to the tribe of the Shanhuo clan, she could only say pragmatically: "About the first time Try this style of makeup, want to see how the criticism is?"

During the talk, I saw that the people of the Shanhuo clan ignited all the wood piles that had been placed on both sides of the dirt road in advance, and then kicked the firewood sticks that were screaming into the road.

The Patriarch of the Mountain Fire laughed like a fool, and carefully took Sangbujin, striding across the fire strips, and kept talking in the mouth. Beware, Sangbuzi's eyes flew, and the whole person was a red glamorous 'S cloud, watching the festive to no avail.

How can you be shy and reluctant? It's totally fun.

Yun Xuzhou lost his temper: "Choose and choose these years, do you like such a thing! Is a man so good! Isn't it just two or two flesh! She's crazy, she!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "..." said nothing, said anything wrong.

Under the leadership of the patriarch, the Shanhuo people began to hum a very old tune.

There are no words, only monosyllables.

It was unexpectedly sentimental and expressing emotions, and upon hearing it, it became known that the wildfire worship of ‘flame’ was full.

The newlyweds successfully crossed the fire.

"I'm afraid I'm going to the ancestral land!" Yun Xuzhou looked dignified and reminded lowly.

The mountain fire clan crowded around the patriarch and Sang, and walked towards the back of the mountain.

Yun Xuzhou and his team carefully sneaked in the mountains and followed them not far away.

Behind the large wooden building, a low mountain with no vegetation lay lazily under the moonlight, and everyone followed the mountain road coated with crimson resin and over the low mountain.

Behind the low mountain, there is a dark red stone cliff.

The Shanhuo people stopped in front of Shiya, and once again hummed in a simple tone, arms folded around their chests, and fell in front of the cliff, touching the ground with their foreheads, singing low.

Eight grey-haired elders walked to the front, and a bright red flame ignited in their hands against the dark red mountain wall.

I saw that the flame in their hands, like the water flowing into the ditch, slowly began to flow over the mountain wall.

The chanting sound of the mountain fire clan was even louder, and a strange atmosphere enveloped the mountain like the fire under the moon. Sang looked at Sang, who was surrounded by the crowd, from afar, nervous in his heart, unconsciously clutching the lifeless sleeve.

You Wuming grabbed her claws with her backhand, and held her five slender and soft fingers in the palm of her hand. Under the firelight, her delicate lips quietly floated with a smile.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, his mind was empty, and he could not remember anything. His heart only felt a warm flame burning enough to illuminate the rest of his life.

Sang Yuan's heart beat suddenly beat.

She looked sideways, and saw that the lifeless face was burnt with a hazy rim of gold, and the corners of her mouth were raised proudly, so that she looked hopeless.

She turned her head stunned stupefied, and continued to stare at the dark red mountain wall where the fire was flowing.

There's a heartbeat, no one.

The heat of his palm constantly invaded her nerves, and she seemed to smell the cocoon in his palm. This feeling was really incredible.

The married man is obviously not close to Shanhu Patriarch and Sang.

How did she feel that she seemed to be silently promising a life here.

It's amazing.

When I wanted to look at him more, I saw a sudden movement on the mountain wall in front of me.

The flash of fire in the hands of the eight elders gradually solidified into a shape.

It looks like a flame with hidden mysterious changes, the size of the grinding disc is extremely bright and dazzling.

In an instant, the whole mountain wall seemed to be burning, and the dark red was no longer dead, but it was like the kind of charcoal burning in it-the kind of charcoal that would be ignited as soon as you throw up flammable materials.

This imprint of flames reflected on the cliff has become a knocker to unlock the door of the ancestral land.

The eight elders worked together, only to see that the mountain wall suddenly left and right to reveal a hole.

Sang opened his eyes in surprise.

What is this bizarre institution?

A bright fire lane appeared in front of me.

This is a cave with a very ordinary shape, just like a kind of air raid not dug unconventionally. They are two tall and wide. Unlike the ordinary caves, the walls on all four sides are dark red like lava. Some places are darker and some are brighter. In short, they are very hot.

"Come." The chief of the hillfire took Sang's not close hand and led him to the cave.

Yun Xuzhou clenched his fists unconsciously, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Sang was also nervous from afar.

This place does not look good. If something goes wrong in it, it may be very troublesome.

Yun Xuzhou stepped forward violently.

Sang quickly discouraged: "Don't be impulsive, I will come!"

After such a moment, the two fiery figures disappeared together in the cave.

Sang Yuan's fingers were gently earned-her hand was clenched tightly by Youyou.

You Wuming loosened a little.

He seemed to be a little unhappy, and squeezed her little finger heavily, so he let go unwillingly.

Sang Yuan held his breath away and moved the surrounding wood spirit to resonate. After trying for a while, he immediately summoned a big face behind the stone door of the cave.

She underestimated the width of the flower tray and accidentally exposed a lace and hung it on the stone door.

With a grief in her heart, she hurriedly manipulated the big face to get a "right".

Suddenly, the whole flower shrunk behind the stone gate.

You Wuming saw the corners of her mouth straight.

Sang far exhaled gently, manipulated the big face flower to weave a thin Lingyun vine, and crawled inward along the edge of the cave.

Ling Yunteng became transparent under the shining of dark fire, and could not find it without looking closely.

Sang Yuan's mind followed Ling Yunteng and quickly infiltrated deep into the fire cave.

After not knowing how many turns he turned, his eyes suddenly opened up.

I saw that the mountain fire patriarch took Sang's not-closed hands and stood under a bright orange stone platform.

On the stone platform, a girl sat cross-legged.

There is no clue on the girl, but anyone who reads it will not have a trace of evil thoughts.

Because the girl's body is on fire.

She is still alive, but apparently lives very painfully. Every time she breathed, a small orange flame burst into her nostrils, making her tremble with pain. She burned herself like a candle firmly stuck to the candlestick.

Sang held his breath far away, approaching the ‘candlestick’ incredulously.

The closer to the ‘candlestick’, the higher the temperature around her, and there is a sign that her lingering vines are faintly ignited.

The high temperature emanates from the girl, radiating to the surroundings.

Is this... an indestructible fire? !

When I got close, I found that the girl's legs had been completely burned, stacked under her like ash in an incense burner.

Through the gray, she could see a orange flame burning in her heart, which was burning in her body, and she used her body to support this fire!

The Shanhu Patriarch led Sang Bubu and approached him.

He touched two crimson cups from his arms, a machete of the same color, and gently cut the fingertips of the flame girl, and used those two cups to hold the blood from the fingertips of the girl.

Orange flames burned on the blood, like wine lit by fire.

"Come on, drink the blessings of Shenhuo, and the children we have will have a greater chance to become the containers of the inexhaustible Shenhuo!" Shanhu Patriarch laughed.

Sang Bujin frowned and pointed to the **** the ‘candlestick’: “My child? Do containers? Is it like her? I can’t bear it.”

The chief of the mountain fire appeased: "Don't worry, boys will not be selected as containers. Only useless girls will rest assured!"

Sang's not-so-closed eyes exploded with anger-in Sangzhou, no one would ever think that a baby girl would be inferior. Who's soft and sweet girl is not holding it in the palm of your hand and protecting it? Looking at the extremely painful girl in front of him, he couldn't help thinking of his baby sister, his eyes gradually getting wet.

He took a deep breath, wondering what he had thought of, and gritted his teeth, pulling his emotions back into his belly.

He reached over and took the crimson cup in the hands of the Patriarch.

Sang jumped from afar, hurried Ling Yunteng over, wrapped Sang not close to his ankles, and pulled to signal him not to drink.

He obviously felt it, but he was unmoved. He tilted his head and drank the cup of blood with fire.

The Shanhu Patriarch laughed with satisfaction, and drank the cup of blood in his hand, and happily grabbed Sang's near shoulder and walked out.

Sang Yuan's pupils shrank, and his heart jumped straight.

The two quickly walked towards the hole.

Sang far removed the big face flower behind the stone door in time, and the moment the two stepped out of the fire cave and the stone door closed, she was quick and threw a big face flower into it.

I saw the stone gate closed silently above the dark red cliff wall, and there was no trace at all.

The Shanhuo people closely followed the footsteps of the patriarch and Sang, and returned to the Damulou to prepare for their cave.

"Hurry up!" Yun Xuzhou twitched his hands nervously, and said, "Feng Chu can't be dragged for a long time! If it is inconvenient to get fire, give her priority!"

Sang Yuan threw all his heart on the big face that was thrown in before the stone door closed.

She looked closely at the wall behind the stone wall, and soon found a small bronze doorknob.

It turns out that the door is not easy to open from the outside, but it is not difficult to open from the inside.

The big face rubbed past, wrapped the leaf around the doorknob, and slowly turned.

The stone door opened again, and Youmei grabbed Sang Yuan in one hand, and grabbed Yun Xuzhou's clothing in the other, spreading his wings across the ground and flashing above the fire line of dark flames, and fell into it. Hole.

The big face was leaping forward and leading the way, and the three quickly stood in front of the girl.

When looking at things through the spirit of the big face flower, the world seems to be covered with a layer of water light, and there is a little blurry deformation. When it comes to the front, it is even more shocking.

The girl's body was like a candle, which had already melted softly, and only a layer of skin and skin supported her, without falling down.

She looked extremely painful, twisting and struggling uncontrollably, but a candlestick-like crimson thorn penetrated her spine, nailing her firmly to the'candlestick' and could do nothing .

Although Sang Yuan had already known for a long time, he still felt breathing stagnation and a fire ignited in his chest.

Yun Xuzhou was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

After staring at the Flame Girl for a while, the lifeless look became a little weird. He quickly stepped forward, and the green tip of the index finger of his right hand lit up with the blue spirit, using the finger as a knife, and pierced without hesitation. Blaze girl's shoulder.

Blood and fire flowed out, and he was picked at his fingertips.

He narrowed his eyes, leaned against the little blood fire, stared at it for a moment, then slowly put his fingers in his mouth.

The girl pursed her lips and looked at the three strangers who had broken into the ancestral land with horror. Her chest undulated, and she obviously did not know how to deal with the situation in front of her.

You Wuming bowed her waist and looked directly at her eyes.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Pain and panic caused the girl to lose her mind and was easily controlled by him.

"Supply will not extinguish the fire."

You Wuming asked: "How to support?"

"With our body... After burning for a year, pass it to the next container..."

Sang Yuan and Yun Xuzhou took a breath at the same time.

The air with a high temperature and a slight odor of sulfur sucked into the lungs was cold and cold.

"How to pass?"

"Wide my blood and fire to my successor..."

Youmei straightened her body violently, her face extremely unsightly.

After a while, with a thin lip movement, he spit out two words—

"Underworld."

Sang looked at him in consternation.

You Wuming said quietly, "What an indestructible fire that can refine all things. It refines the blood of the Ming tribe, blends the blood and the flame into one, and passes it on to the next person, passed on from generation to generation, This way to maintain eternity."

The blood of the Ming tribe can give everything to another person.

Refining the blood of the Ming race...

Before a ‘container’ dies, pass the fire, with blood, to the next person together... Every year, a new ‘container’ must be replaced...

Looking down, I found that a thick layer of gray had already been deposited on the ground beside the stone platform.

Sang shivered gently from afar.

I saw You Wuming once again bowed his waist slightly, looking straight at the girl's eyes, and his deep voice was full of confusion: "I am the next container, come and pass the indestructible fire to me."

The girl nodded slowly.

Sang breathed a sigh of relief from afar, looking at Youyou.

What is he going to do? !