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Uncle Shen's face darkened as he spoke. In the end, he clenched his hand into a fist. The veins on his shriveled hand began to move with his heartbeat.

To be able to cause a rather deep cultivator to have such an expression, it seems that the things in the mountain are not simple. The more I think that my life is not easy to come by, the more I feel grateful towards my unborn son.

But now, in addition to gratitude, I am also thinking about one thing. Where did that Blood Corpse go? Could it have been moved by the skinwalker? Had he already foreseen where I would go to find the skinned body he had taken so hard to transport?

Uncle Shen remained silent for a while. Suddenly, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and spread it out on the stone table. It was a hand-drawn and comprehensive map.

He pointed to the mountain where I had been before. There was a giant red cross drawn on the mountain. "This is the place. This is the southeastern part of the mountain range, but it possesses the strongest ghost aura."

Uncle Shen frowned, as if he had met with a problem that was completely out of his expectations. When I heard this, I suddenly thought of what Zhao Xue had said to me when I showed her the ghost aura in my dorm room.

She say that there be something strange In the northwest corner of the city

I suddenly thought of the road that the car had taken in the mountains when I came here, and my heart tightened.

"Uncle Shen, the city that is connected to this place should be the one I came to, right?" I asked, pointing to the red fork.

Uncle Shen nodded and said, "Yes, you can come from here." He pointed to a place further southeast and said, "From here."

I felt a chill in my heart.

Indeed!

The city I am in is in the southeast of this mountain, so isn't this mountain in the northwest of this mountain? Didn't that mean the northwest corner Zhao Xue mentioned was here?

I had always thought that the northwest side of the mountain range Zhao Xue mentioned was near the city. I had already thought of the mountain range that would be developed, but I didn't think that I would have to take a further look outside.

I swallowed a bit of saliva. After a long while, I still hadn't recovered my senses. I wanted to call out Zhao Xue in my mind to have a look at her, but she didn't respond at all.

Uncle Shen took back the map and said, "Every tree on this mountain is very tall, and the place where they grow is not so random. I have looked around a few times, and just the outermost tree can tell that it is a formation with an extremely strong yin aura." The three pagoda trees in a circle are the center of the external formation. "

External array?

I almost died when I got to the periphery, only did I escape when I forced my young son to come out and save me?

Then how strong was the formation in the center?

That's right! Zhao Xue still hadn't reacted. Had this array pulled her out of the book and turned her into a red-clothed vengeful spirit?

I quickly got up from the stone bench, and before I could say anything to Uncle Shen, I ran into the room and opened the book that had been in my bag.

"Phew, that scared me to death!"

After reading it, my hanging heart finally settled back into my stomach. Zhao Xue was still there, but she was probably seriously injured. His drawing in the book seemed a little dim, as if it was wrapped in a layer of blood.

I don't even remember when this red-robed, murderous grudge had become an indispensable friend of mine, and I would worry about her safety, and of course I would quarrel with her. He seemed to be accustomed to her existence.

I walked out of my room and placed the Book of Yin on the stone table. Facing Uncle Shen's doubt, I said, "There is a friend of mine sealed inside. In fact, she also saved me on the mountain. It's just that she was injured later and might not be able to come out for now."

Uncle Shen sized up the book and said, "He's just a little kid."

Little devil? Back then when I captured her, I, Shen Ta, and Zishan were all injured. Although a lot of the injuries from Zishan's death were caused by me delaying them, yet now they call me a little brat? I was unwilling, but I didn't know how to retort.

After holding back for a long time, he could only say something that did not have the slightest bit of power. "She is actually quite formidable. So she is actually a Fetal Spirit …"

The Fetal Spirit relies on the ghost aura of the infant to produce this thing. This kind of ghost that has a great amount of mixed emotions and grudges, if it was only facing the host soul's own target of resentment, it might even be a little more vicious. If it was facing other people, it would rarely attack, nor would it dare to make a move!

I think that's right. Previously, the red-clothed resentful ghost was looking at Chen Ziyue, Su Xiaoxiao, and Bai Weiwei with an unrelenting, vicious manner. When he found out that Bai Yating had also died because of her, his face, aside from wishing to die, was clearly filled with disbelief! As for why she wanted to kill me, it was because I had blocked her path to revenge.

After saying that, compared to the Skinner, Zhao Xue was really a "little kid that only kills enemies".

"This little brat's relationship with you should be quite deep, but this Skinner isn't someone she can deal with. It's normal for her to be injured. You can learn some sealing skills while she's weak, or at least learn to protect yourself."

I nodded my head. I knew that Uncle Shen was saying those words for my own good, and I was willing to listen to this elder's words. Although there was still someone who belittled Zhao Xue during this period of time, it made me a little unaccustomed to it.

Uncle Shen put the map back into his pocket and stood up from the stone bench. "There's no time to waste. We'll start learning the seal's hand gesture now."

My brain swelled.

Lowering my head to look at myself, who was bandaged like a mummy, I grit my teeth and told myself that I can't delay any longer. I have to learn today even if my head hurts, I must learn even if it hurts to death!

So one afternoon I almost lost half my life.

The seal technique's movement is fast and accurate, the dislocate in my hand just happened to be right. Just as I wanted to be fast, the peach wood sword in my hand had just left my body, and my forehead was covered in a layer of cold sweat. Don't say it's stable, I can still hold your wooden sword with all my strength.

Uncle Shen was probably reminded that I had almost lost my life today. He felt that he couldn't be as relaxed towards my professor as before. At least, he couldn't let me recover from my injuries and start studying again.

We only have a few days of preparation time before sealing the Skinner. Even if there's a human life in the middle, we can't stay here any longer.

From the time I woke up at noon until the middle of the night, I had almost never taken a break. I had been learning the twisted seal movements, the originally beautiful set of etiquette allowed me to dance with the feeling of a "jumping god", and although I have memorized the movements and even completed them, but if one were to say that they were standard enough to be used for sealing, then it would still be lacking by quite a bit!

I can't see my own distorted movements. If I could, I would have thought that Uncle Shen only frowned and didn't smile at me. He really respected me.

In the middle of the night, having not eaten or rested for an entire day, I finally couldn't bear the hunger anymore and revealed my terrifying side to Uncle Shen.

My whole body was aching and itchy, like a maggot on the bones. Even if I used a knife, it wouldn't be able to get rid of it. Furthermore, my entire body was reeking of my own blood.

Then I tore the bandage off my hand and bit down on my own before Uncle Shen could stop me.

Of course, I know how much strength I use and how much pain I feel, but I just can't let go of my mouth! It was only when I felt a sudden burst of strength from the back of my neck that my vision turned black and I fainted.

When he woke up, it was already morning of the second day. The weather was a bit hazy, as if it was about to rain.

After staring at the ceiling for ten minutes, I was startled. Then I sat up in bed and stared at myself with my eyes wide open, unable to speak.

Wasn't he injured all over yesterday? What was going on? Why is everything better today? No wonder it didn't hurt!

Could it be that his son's body was suffering from the same pain?!

Eh? No, it's not him. His aura is very familiar to me, and the feeling he gave off after he was treated last time is completely different from what he feels now.

He healed all my wounds from the inside out, not like this time. I took a deep breath. I could feel my internal organs still aching, and there was no sign of healing.

I calmed down a little. As long as it wasn't the Sang Shen's disease and he didn't waste his energy to treat me, then it would be fine. I didn't want him to suffer any more injuries because of me. I just thought he could fix himself up.

Snap!

There was a light knock on the door. It should be Uncle Shen. He should know what's wrong with my injuries.

I got up and went to open the door. When I got to the door, we were both stunned.

Uncle Shen was holding a medical kit in his hand, while I was standing at the door looking at him, looking completely unharmed.

"How are you feeling?"

"What happened to the wounds on my body?"

We asked each other at the same time, but seeing the way they were asking each other we knew it would be a waste of time.

"When did you find out?" Uncle Shen put down the medical kit and asked.

I shook my head. "I don't know the exact time, but when I woke up just now, I found that the external wounds on my body had already disappeared. However, my internal injuries hadn't changed. My internal injuries are still very painful."

Uncle Shen looked at me, probably thinking about what happened last night. Just when I was panicking to recall what happened, his eyes lit up. He suddenly grabbed my wrist and placed it in his line of sight. He saw that the wound on his wrist was a large one that I had bitten off myself last night.

The wound was clear, but since it was healed, I couldn't tell how deep my bite had been.

"Could it be your blood?" Uncle Shen guessed.

"My blood? "It can't be?" I had drunk my own blood before, but there was nothing to wait for me. When I drank my own blood before, I didn't have any injuries, so I didn't know if my blood was useful for the wound or not.

Could it be true?