The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Xie Yixiu smiled.

“The small tripod can’t hold this steel wire. This jade tripod was left to me by my father.

There are three sets in one set, divided into large, medium and small sizes.

The materials, workmanship and principles are the same. Small tripods are often used for daily mixing of ingredients and medicines.

When soaking silk thread, use a large cauldron."

Oh ~

Shi Yang understood.

“Isn’t this thing quite expensive?”

Xie Yixiu nodded without commenting.

“Personalized customization is priceless.”

They were just chatting and daydreaming when Shi Rong had already picked up the dagger at his waist.

Holding the blade in his hand, he slashed it suddenly.

Seeing the bright red blood flowing out of his palm in a column, Shi Rong immediately moved to the edge of the jade tripod and poured it on the line.

"Well…"

Before Shi Yang could scream, he put away the dagger and blocked his troublesome mouth.

"Don't scream. I need to soak these threads with blood. This is the most powerful 'magic weapon' I have.

Du Wu will help me heal, don't worry."

Several men frowned in pain, but there was nothing they could do.

Feeling that it was almost enough, Shi Yang hurriedly took the hemostatic bandage given by Xing Jiashan and took back Shi Rong's injured left hand.

"That's enough, baby. It's soaked."

Having said that, he quickly handed his clean little hands to Du Wu.

"sorry to bother you."

Du Wu nodded and placed his hand on Shi Rong's palm, followed by a faint light of light pink and green.

The little woman's wounds disappeared and she recovered as before.

Xie Yixiu waved out three snow mountain ice butterflies with his bare hands, threw them into the cauldron, and picked up the jade pestle at the bend of his leg to crush them into powder.

He added two bottles of colorful flower juice and pressed the silk thread tightly to make it completely immersed in the potion mixed with blood at the bottom.

After the silk thread completely absorbed the special potion, he took it out to air dry, rolled it into a neat ball, and handed it to Shi Rong.

Nodded at her.

"Okay, don't forget to take your little flag."

Shi Rong followed his instructions and found a rosewood box with a lid that looked like a small pen holder.

He carried the steel wire rope on his back, took the seven pieces of cinnabar and light gold talisman paper given by Bo Fan, and listened to the numerous instructions and warnings from the people around him.

Huo Jiuzhou: "Ah Rong, be careful."

Shi Yang: “Baby, be careful.

If you really can't win, just give us a signal and we'll be on standby here, ready to help you."

Shi Yong: "Dad believes in you, but if you encounter difficulties, don't force yourself. Just say a word and I will bring people to help."

Xie Yixiu: "Xiao Shirong, a thousand-year-old evil spirit, has extremely dark and cunning thoughts.

They are good at deceiving people, so be careful and don't fall for their tricks."

Du Wu: "Come on, we're counting on you!"

Chu Yu: "You are the best."

Shi Rong nodded repeatedly.

"Got it, let's go."

After saying this, she walked briskly along the slope as if her feet were greased, and rushed to the well at the fastest speed.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly lay back down, turned on the night vision function of their sunglasses, and carefully watched the little woman's every move.

Shi Rong moved closer and looked around cautiously.

The well is surrounded by 11 irregularly shaped purple-red locust trees with a diameter of about 1.12 meters. The well mouth is 0.34 meters from the ground, and is slightly converging from high to low.

The outside is flat and smooth, while the inside is uneven and covered with a layer of shiny transparent mucus.

Maybe it’s the stains left by the water ghost every time he goes in and out.

Knowing what to do, Shi Rong unscrewed the lid of the tube and took out 8 small colorful flags in red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, indigo and purple.

Each one is about the width of two fingers and half a finger long.

According to the directions of the Eight Diagrams, flags of corresponding colors are inserted into the ground around the well.

He pulled out one end of the steel wire rope soaked in blood, tied it to the bottom of the small red flag, and tied a knot.

The other end was wrapped around the slender five fingers of her right hand and woven quickly, one front and one back, one high and one low, to tie a flower knot.

Then, Shi Rong used his hands and feet to jump up and down around the well, circling left and right, and his palms and wrists flipped out one flower after another with graceful movements.

While weaving a rope net with dense holes at the wellhead, they soaked the blood in steel wire ropes and passed them through the flagpoles of eight colorful flags to connect them tightly and fit together seamlessly.

Finally, stick the seven pieces of light golden talisman paper drawn by Bo Fan between the small flags, in the middle of the empty space.

A Taoist golden talisman, combined with the celestial maiden's magic, was woven into a 'blood-stained net'.

Shi Rong was light and agile, moving like a rabbit. Not only did he not make any sound throughout the whole process, but his movements were also astonishingly fast.

"Oh my god... I haven't even seen it clearly yet, and she's already done it?"

After hearing Shen Mingxing's sigh, Shi Yong's eyelids fluttered.

"By the time you see clearly, the water ghost has already come out and is fighting her to the death...

In a critical moment, time is life. Wasting a few seconds may turn victory into defeat.

Yan'er is a natural born killer. No one understands the meaning of life better than her.

She would not kill unless she had no other choice, unless she had a grave reason."

Right!

Shen Mingxing nodded speechlessly.

What you said...how come there are some innuendos in it?

Xie Yixiu and Du Wu turned their heads at the same time and looked at Shi Yong's profile.

Did he know something?

After finishing everything, Shi Rong calmed down and held his breath, squatted by the well, and then lowered his head to look inside.

The well water is dark grey, and the inside of the well wall is covered with crisscrossing, disorderly, coagulated bloodstains, which indicates that the person inside has done a lot of harm to people.

And every time he killed people at the wellhead, he relied on sucking human blood to improve his internal cultivation.

She can also change her appearance and transform herself into a lonely and helpless beauty.

Because Shi Rong was at the mouth of the well, he smelled a faint fragrance of dragon girl flowers among the fishy, ​​sour and rotten smell.

Dragon Girl Flower?

Could it be that this water ghost was once a junior sister who had attained enlightenment from Mount Nü'e?

She remembered Nü'e Mountain, which was located in the suburbs of Lingcheng not far from here. There was a Taoist temple on the mountain, which mostly accepted female disciples to inherit the tradition.

The Taoist temple is located between the rocky cliffs of Sichuan. It has beautiful scenery and it is like spring all year round. The white-petaled and red-stamen dragon girl flowers are blooming everywhere.

If this is true, then this "little junior sister water ghost" must have been deceived by a man in the past.

Shi Rong took out five copper bells carved with roses from his pocket and carefully tied them to the center of the grid made of blood-soaked steel wire ropes.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Rong hooked one of the high-pressure rebound lines with his right index finger, stepped on the ground with both feet, and used the "Imperial Flying Technique" to rise into the air.

When the line is pulled to the limit, let go suddenly.

With a "swish" sound, the blood-soaked steel wire rope, under the super-strong pressure and the help of special potions, carved two deep grooves on both sides of the well.

The deepest center point even hit the surface of the female ghost who was hiding underwater to cultivate herself.

"what--!"

Accompanied by a scream that shook the sky, the locust tree that was strangled in two began to ooze blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh my god... that board will bleed? Is it not a spirit?"

Seeing this scene, Xia Zhi was shocked. She huddled close to Ji Xinyue, trembling.