Chapter: 980
Unable to feel the passage of time in the silence, Zhang Yuanqing held his pulse with his left finger to count the time.
The power of the sun around is strong, nourishing the injured body, repairing broken bones, and restoring physical strength.
After the pulse beat 1800 times, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and his lethargy subsided.
The broken bones have been connected, and he has fully recovered, and his physical strength has returned to 70% of his heyday.
"When I recover about 90% of my physical strength, I will be able to cast Xiaoyue again. It's a pity that there is no food, otherwise I have recovered to the peak state now."
He didn't hesitate anymore, and left this place with the dead one, heading to the west of the village.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing, who was walking in the narrow village road, heard the cheerful sound of the stream, turned around a rammed-earth house, and saw a three-meter-wide river passing between the stone houses.
The water flow is fast but not urgent, and the rushing sound is brisk.
After walking along the small river for a few more minutes, I finally arrived at the small courtyard where Mr. Xu lived.
At this time, there was still more than half an hour before the second watch.
To be on the safe side, Zhang Yuanqing planned to let No. 1 Deadman go in to explore, and stay outside by himself. Considering that Yin Corpse does not have the vision to see through the dark, he put on No. 1 Yin-Yang magic robe for No. 1 Dead.
Dead No. 1 pressed the door of the hospital with both palms, exerting force silently, and the door was slowly pushed open amidst the sound of teeth aching from the door shaft.
Unafraid of the danger in the dark, the Yin Corpse quickly entered the small courtyard.
Whenever this happens, Zhang Yuanqing feels that he has the foresight to prepare for refining the corpse after the third level. Otherwise, if the main body is asked to clear the mines like this kind of crisis-ridden dungeon, it will explode on the spot at some point and return. fairy land.
Crossing the yard, pushing open the latticed door of the main house, Dead One stopped outside the threshold, spreading his palms.
call!
A ball of fire rises, dispelling darkness and bringing light.
The furnishings in the main room came into view, facing a round table at the door, with round stools beside the table, and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.
On the left side of the door is a large wooden bed with gauze hanging down, and on the right side are bookshelves and a rectangular desk.
No paper figurines, no corpses.
Presumably, when the villagers discovered Mr. Xu's death, they buried his body.
It's good that the paper figurine is not here. Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stepped over the stone threshold of the courtyard gate, not forgetting to close the courtyard gate, walked through the small courtyard, arrived outside the main house, and joined the Yin Corpse.
Paper figurines are different from ghost dolls. As long as there is a physical body, it is impossible to ignore the obstacles on the physical level. Closing the courtyard door is not to block the opponent, but to serve as a warning "bell".
One person and one corpse entered the main house, and after closing the door, Zhang Yuanqing extinguished the fireball. He looked at the darkness as nothing, checked the bed first, opened a few boxes where quilts and clothes were placed, and did not forget to lean over to take a look under the bed.
After confirming that the paper figurine was really not here, he walked to the desk and examined the objects on the desk.
The first thing he noticed was a small and exquisite rouge box, half the size of a palm, one finger high, made of silver, consisting of a box bottom and a box lid, carved with exquisite auspicious clouds and flower patterns.
Zhang Yuanqing reached out to pick up the rouge box, waited for a few seconds, and the properties of the item appeared:
?Name: Blood Rouge?
?Type: Cosmetics?
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The power of the sun around is strong, nourishing the injured body, repairing broken bones, and restoring physical strength.
After the pulse beat 1800 times, Zhang Yuanqing opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and his lethargy subsided.
The broken bones have been connected, and he has fully recovered, and his physical strength has returned to 70% of his heyday.
"When I recover about 90% of my physical strength, I will be able to cast Xiaoyue again. It's a pity that there is no food, otherwise I have recovered to the peak state now."
He didn't hesitate anymore, and left this place with the dead one, heading to the west of the village.
Ten minutes later, Zhang Yuanqing, who was walking in the narrow village road, heard the cheerful sound of the stream, turned around a rammed-earth house, and saw a three-meter-wide river passing between the stone houses.
The water flow is fast but not urgent, and the rushing sound is brisk.
After walking along the small river for a few more minutes, I finally arrived at the small courtyard where Mr. Xu lived.
At this time, there was still more than half an hour before the second watch.
To be on the safe side, Zhang Yuanqing planned to let No. 1 Deadman go in to explore, and stay outside by himself. Considering that Yin Corpse does not have the vision to see through the dark, he put on No. 1 Yin-Yang magic robe for No. 1 Dead.
Dead No. 1 pressed the door of the hospital with both palms, exerting force silently, and the door was slowly pushed open amidst the sound of teeth aching from the door shaft.
Unafraid of the danger in the dark, the Yin Corpse quickly entered the small courtyard.
Whenever this happens, Zhang Yuanqing feels that he has the foresight to prepare for refining the corpse after the third level. Otherwise, if the main body is asked to clear the mines like this kind of crisis-ridden dungeon, it will explode on the spot at some point and return. fairy land.
Crossing the yard, pushing open the latticed door of the main house, Dead One stopped outside the threshold, spreading his palms.
call!
A ball of fire rises, dispelling darkness and bringing light.
The furnishings in the main room came into view, facing a round table at the door, with round stools beside the table, and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.
On the left side of the door is a large wooden bed with gauze hanging down, and on the right side are bookshelves and a rectangular desk.
No paper figurines, no corpses.
Presumably, when the villagers discovered Mr. Xu's death, they buried his body.
It's good that the paper figurine is not here. Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stepped over the stone threshold of the courtyard gate, not forgetting to close the courtyard gate, walked through the small courtyard, arrived outside the main house, and joined the Yin Corpse.
Paper figurines are different from ghost dolls. As long as there is a physical body, it is impossible to ignore the obstacles on the physical level. Closing the courtyard door is not to block the opponent, but to serve as a warning "bell".
One person and one corpse entered the main house, and after closing the door, Zhang Yuanqing extinguished the fireball. He looked at the darkness as nothing, checked the bed first, opened a few boxes where quilts and clothes were placed, and did not forget to lean over to take a look under the bed.
After confirming that the paper figurine was really not here, he walked to the desk and examined the objects on the desk.
The first thing he noticed was a small and exquisite rouge box, half the size of a palm, one finger high, made of silver, consisting of a box bottom and a box lid, carved with exquisite auspicious clouds and flower patterns.
Zhang Yuanqing reached out to pick up the rouge box, waited for a few seconds, and the properties of the item appeared:
?Name: Blood Rouge?
?Type: Cosmetics?
[Function: Possession of spirits, bloodthirsty] JrNovels.com
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