Hu Li Changtian shook his head: "I don't know. I don't understand the paintings he drew at all."
Bai Zhi walked around the ice grass and walked to Hu Lichangtian's side, "You show me the painting."
The guards drew out their long swords and cut off a piece of white grass under their feet, exposing the soil underneath.
The soil turned out to be white, as white as the snow outside. No wonder such weird trees and grasses can grow.
Hu Li thought for a long time, took the long sword handed by the guard, and drew two pictures on the white soil.
The lines are simple and even look like a child's Hu painting.
Bai Zhi asked Hu Li Changtian to draw the paintings he had suddenly enlightened before.
Look at the four paintings in contrast, and then they have some eyebrows.
Bai Zhi pointed to the long, short and fragmentary lines and said: "These should be white grasses. The white grasses have been pulled out, exposing the white soil underneath. I guess your servant wants to pave the road in the middle with the pulled white grasses. To get the ice cicada, he succeeded, but it is not the white grass, but the mud. Yes, it is the white mud."
Bai Zhi almost jumped up excitedly.
The painting is very simple, but if you don’t think about it together, you don’t understand it. Now you have a connection between the front and back, and you can see it at a glance.
Bai Zhi picked up some white mud with a sword and threw it on the ice grass.
The ice grass, which is as hard as iron, immediately begins to melt when it comes into contact with the white soil, and when it melts, it smokes upward, and strands of blue smoke dissipate with the breeze.
What's even stranger is that the white grass after being sealed by such poisonous ice still stands as tall as before.
As if never covered by poison ice.
Bai Zhi took out the silver needle and tested the poison on the white grass. The strange thing is that the silver needle did not change color, as if the poison had never existed.
Bai Zhi got up, put away the silver needle, smiled and said: "As the old saying goes, everything grows and restrains each other, and things that grow around poisons must be able to restrain each other."
This white grass and soil are obviously the nemesis of the extremely poisonous ice cicada.
Don't worry if you are injured by an ice cicada, as long as you take white grass orally and apply white mud quickly, it will be able to detoxify the poison.
Bai Zhi took out her pocket, strode to the ice cicada, and easily caught it.
The ice cicada couldn't move, but could continue to scream, but the voice was much weaker than before, and it didn't feel noisy.
She took out a glass bottle and put the ice cicada in it, leaving two small air holes in the top when the bottle cap was closed.
Everyone looked up, the sun was not yet empty, and they still had an hour to go.
Bai Zhi asked Hu Li Changtian, "Do you know where the Kunlun Snow Lotus is?"
Hu Li Changtian shook his head: "I have only heard one sentence, saying that Kunlun snow lotus leaves the red mud but does not stain it, and the demon water does not touch the body."
Red mud
"What is red mud?" Bai Zhi asked.
Hu Li Changtian shook his head again: "I don't know." As soon as the words fell, he seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Could it be the silt in the Wangchuan River?"
Bai Zhi was puzzled, raised an eyebrow to look at him: "What do you say?"
"I fell into the Wangchuan River back then. After being rescued by my servant, there was a lot of dark red silt on my body.
"If the silt in the Wangchuan River is red mud, then the water in the Wangchuan River is demon water?" Xiaoqing answered.
Hu Li Changtian's face showed a little excitement: "If it is a demon water, it is appropriate. Just now, Xiaoqing almost got the trick."