The bag said: "There are a total of one hundred and twenty-six books stuffed inside, all carefully selected."
Xie Bai nodded and said, "It's hard work."
The stork demon bid farewell to Xie Bai and was about to leave, but just as he turned his head, Xie Bai said, "Wait a minute!"
"Ah?" The stork demon turned back and blinked at him: "What else can my lord do?"
Xie Bai put the book and cloth bag back on the bedside table, then stretched out his left hand, palm up, and handed it to the stork demon: "I almost forgot, have you seen this kind of beads?"
He saw a few dark red round beads of different sizes in his palm, which was so white that it was almost bloodless. They were the ones he picked up at the demon corpse formation and the bridge.
If you want to say who might know the most things in this demon city, one is the seller of groceries and treasures, and the other is the people from Canghai Bookstore.
The stork demon stared at the red bead for a while, then carefully raised his head and said to Xie Bai: "My lord, can I squeeze one and smell it?"
Xie Bai nodded.
The stork demon raised his hand to pinch the larger round bead, sniffed it a few times, then carefully put the bead back into Xie Bai's palm, and said: "My lord, if I'm not mistaken, it's blood. "
Xie Bai was taken aback: "Blood?"
The stork demon nodded seriously: "That's right, it's blood. My shopkeeper and I travel around every year. Once, I picked up this kind of beads on the snow peak of Tianshan Mountain. It was full of large pieces, big and small. Probably there are some of them." A hundred or ten. We thought the beads were not simple at the time, so we brought them all back. The shopkeeper pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out what it was, until one time, he accidentally melted these beads , only to realize that it was a large puddle of blood, but the blood was very special, and it condensed into this kind of beads in a blink of an eye."
He pointed to these in Xie Bai's hands, and said, "The smell of blood is very faint when it condenses into beads, but you can still smell a little bit after sniffing carefully. You can try to melt the blood beads, The smell of blood will be much more obvious, but it is not unpleasant, because there is an indescribable fragrance in the smell of blood, which is quite pleasant."
Xie Bai frowned: "Scent?"
The stork demon scratched his head: "Hiss—how can I describe it? It's a bit like the scent of grass and trees when rain hits bamboo. Hey... It's not easy to describe, but it's quite special anyway."
Xie Bai nodded. After all, his sense of smell is impaired, even if it melts, he can't smell it, so he can only imagine it according to the description of the stork demon.
"My lord, this bead is very important to you? The owner and I are also very curious about this thing. After that, we have been paying attention to the book, wanting to see if there is any blood that fell to the ground and formed beads. If you find it , let me tell you." The stork demon said.
Xie Bai nodded his thanks.
As soon as the stork demon left, he put away the round beads, picked up the "Xichuang Suoyu" and turned it over. He quickly turned to the section about the man in black and the white tiger, but he looked down, only to find that the content under there was different from what he had accidentally scanned that day.
He doesn't remember the specific words, but he can be sure that it is definitely not a white tiger that jumped into the palm of the man in black and turned into a small one, and then was taken away by the man in black.
Have been tampered with
He held the book, and his first reaction was the stork demon who came to deliver the book just now, but he denied it himself in a blink of an eye. The stork demon didn't know what he was looking for this book for, how could he meddle in his own business and do such tricks...
Xie Bai was stunned for a while, then turned his head and glanced at the wall.
Yin has no books
As soon as this idea came up, Xie Bai pushed the door to the next door.
With a cold face, he raised his hand and knocked on the door of Yin Wushu's room, but the door was not closed at all, it was just ajar. After being knocked like this by him, it opened in response.
Xie Bai's heart skipped a beat—there was no one in the room.
Chapter 35
A note fell out of nowhere in front of him, Xie Bai raised his hand to pick it up, quickly glanced at the words on the note, and then burned the whole note with a cold face without even thinking about it.
Yin Wushu said that the rest of his heart had been moved, and he would not go on the same road with Xie Bai for the time being if he took a step first.
When there is a problem with the book, the other person disappears. What a coincidence! To say it doesn't matter is to be fooling the devil.
His first reaction was to catch up with Yin Wushu and question him, but as soon as this thought flashed across his mind, he realized that he didn't know where Yin Wushu had gone, where he was next, and where he buried his heart...
Just like a hundred years ago, apart from Tai Xuan Dao and the annual demon market, he couldn't think of a third place where Yin Wushu might appear.
Xie Bai was in the room expressionlessly, his back straight.
At that moment, he inevitably thought of the time when he was in Taixuan Dao.