It can be lost, and this evil obstacle is quite capable.
It's not that Xue Xian really didn't take it seriously, but that the original body was much less troublesome than living cramps. Now he can't find it, just because his vitality is seriously damaged, he has broken the connection with the original body. When he is fully recuperated, he will naturally be able to sense the original body, and it will be easy to find it.
However, it is one thing not to look for it deliberately, and it is another thing to have it delivered to your door.
Xue Xian remembered the buzzing he heard before, and couldn't help but muttered to himself, "The location of this house is a bit ancient—"
When he was saying these words, Xuan Min had already led him through the hall and entered the room calmly, passed two narrow doors without any risk, walked down a corridor, and was about to open another narrow door.
So, before Xue Xian said the word "weird", he cut himself off and hurriedly changed the subject: "Wait! Why does this place look familiar?"
More than familiar...
The floor paved with bluestone slabs, the house with the carved wooden door, and the old tree sticking out of the wall and the long vines climbing up... Isn't this the place where Xue Xian opened his eyes before? !
How dare this bald donkey lead him around and go back to where he was? !
However, Xuan Min shook his head and said, "That was empty just now, but this is real."
Xue Xian glanced at him, and said in his heart, "Okay, since this bald donkey is proficient in the eight dungeon techniques, there is no big mistake in the calculation. He said it was true...
"Then what's the use of finding this truth?" Xue Xian watched the bald donkey cross the threshold of the narrow door and walked towards the empty room.
Xuan Min said: "This is the gate of life. From here on out, the formation can be broken."
Xue Xianzheng opened his mouth, but heard vague human voices suddenly coming from the room where no one should have been.
Xuan Min's steps stopped immediately, his toes turned, and with the paper man on his shoulders, he quietly hid behind the beams and pillars of the corridor.
How can anyone
Xue Xian leaned on Xuan Min's shoulder, and poked his head slightly from the back of the pillar. Fortunately, the paper skin was really inconspicuous, so it was extremely difficult to attract the attention of others.
Just listening to the voices of the people in the house gradually became clearer, and the timbre was a little familiar. When the door of the room was pushed open with a squeak, and the people in the room awkwardly stepped over the threshold and took a leg, Xue Xian suddenly reacted—it was the voice of fool Liu Chong.
Is it possible to find other trapped people without any effort? Who is he talking to? Jiang Shining
But Xue Xian was not a reckless man after all, and he realized something strange in a blink of an eye.
The thick robe Liu Chong was wearing was not the same as before. He was wearing a gray-blue robe before, but now he is wearing a dark ochre-colored robe with a dark red edge on the sleeves, which is quite festive.
As soon as the idea appeared, Liu Chong, who was outside the door, turned around to help the people in the door.
His hands and feet are clumsy, and even the movements of helping people show a 12% effort, and similarly, he also shows a 12% sincerity.
Holding his hand and staggering out, was an old lady with her hair in a bun. The old lady's hair was pale and sparse, and the bun was only a tiny ball, which was fixed softly behind her head. Her face was haggard, the corners of her eyes were drooping, her face was full of folds and folds, and her lips were a little purple. At first glance, she was obviously sick.
She put one hand on Liu Chong's wrist, like the stump of an old tree clinging to the mud, clutching Liu Chong tightly. In the other hand he was leaning on a grey wooden cane. Even so, her movement across the threshold was still somewhat reluctant.
The old man was dragging his feet, which was obviously too high for her.
The old lady finally settled on the cane with both hands outside the door, smiled at Liu Chong again, and muttered with a sullen mouth: "Chong'er can do it, go and get me a wooden stool in the room."
Liu Chong nodded, and just as he was about to enter the room, he heard the old lady add another sentence: "By the way, there are also lanterns and ingots."
A fool can only focus on one thing at a time. The old lady ordered three things in a row, which was a bit too complicated for the fool Liu Chong. He straddled the door with one foot and stepped outside the door, staring blankly at the old lady, biting the word hard, and said, "Wooden stool... Yuanbao?"
The old lady sighed inaudibly, and then said with a smile: "Well, Chong'er is smart."
Liu Chong returned with a silly smile and hurriedly entered the room. After a while, he walked out with a wooden stool in one hand and a huge cloth pocket in the other. With his hands occupied, the fool seemed to have no idea how to step. After hesitating for a moment by the threshold, he stepped out reluctantly, and after a staggering step, he handed the wooden stool and the cloth pocket to the old lady.
He probably wanted to help stabilize the wooden stool and open the cloth pocket, but because of his clumsy hands and feet, the wooden stool