Grandpa is such a bird

The chief's tent was solemn and silent. When Yin Chenglan entered, he saw his mother sitting on the chair in the white tiger fur shop in the hall, and the eight elders in the hall were on both sides, talking to each other quickly and fiercely.

Yin Qingyi frowned, but without the panic and anxiety as imagined, she calmly talked to the elder in Xuemo language, and when she saw him coming in, she said: "Suhe has an accident, I plan to take the warrior to Lake Lannar tonight."

Yin Chenglan expected that his mother would go with her, so she naturally returned her words of persuasion. Even if Yin Qingyi was a girl, just because she dared to go to the desert in northern Xinjiang alone to find an antidote for her son, at this moment, she must go to danger To save my husband and son-in-law.

There are more than half a hundred people, the prosperity is clear, and there is nothing else to ask for except to die by the side of the person you love. Yin Chenglan has never talked nonsense, nodded, and said: "I accompany the mother."

His expression and tone were indifferent, but Yin Qingyi's eyes were reddened by the understanding, trust and support he showed. She quickly calmed down, suppressed the mess of thoughts, and said something in Xuemo language. Yin Chenglan listened He didn't understand what it meant, but the inaccurate tone in his tone made all the elders present quiet down.

The eight elders looked at each other, and finally had to compromise. They stretched out their right hands and put them on their left chests, which was considered a promise.

It was night, the wind was cold, Yin Qingyi took 28 warriors and [-] snowy yaks and Yin Chenglan and Yin Chenglan left the Xuemo tribe.

Running in a hurry on a snowy night, the severe cold wind blew on his face, which hurt like a knife. The three of Yin Chenglan got two snow yaks. Lingjiang.

However, Lingjiang has already made up his mind not to find an antidote, and he will not mention the matter of his relationship with Yin Shijiu's son and daughter for the time being. If he is kind to him, then he will go along with the flow, first slow down this relationship, let that person air, and let him also taste the feeling of being ignored.

Ling Jiang saw Yin Chenglan sitting on the snowy yak stretching out his hand to him, then he leaped gracefully, behind Lian Presse, pinched the chief executive's waist, and said coldly: "Let's go."

Unexpectedly, Lian Song turned his head to look at Yin Chenglan, and as expected, he saw his master's gloomy face, with an expression of wanting to skin him, and said with a wry smile: "It has nothing to do with me, really."

Yin Chenglan glared at him and said, "Come here."

Ling Jiang didn't even look at him, and slapped Lian Presse's buttocks: "Are you going?"

Lian Pressing tremblingly turned his head, and said seriously: "He touched me first."

Yin Chenglan: "..."

The large army had already stepped on the snow first, Yin Chenglan looked at another young man with a cold profile on the snowy yak, so he had to breathe out, jumped up into the air, and landed behind Lingjiang. After he sat down, he trapped Lingjiang's waist with one hand, Grabbing the chief manager's shoulder with one hand, he threw it to the other end with force, and then Yin Chenglan quickly whipped off the whip. The snowy yak suffered from pain and started to run in the heavy snow with its thick hooves.

The snowflakes splashed by the cow's hooves fluttered in mid-air, Lian sat up on the back of the cow according to the song, brushed the snow on his shoulders slowly, and said slowly: "The ancients did not deceive me about the water splashed by the married master. .”

Yin Chenglan embraced Ling Jiang's waist with one hand, and controlled the direction of the snowy yak with the rein in the other. Ling Jiang's waist was so thin that he could hug his arms full with one hand. He also wrapped the cloak around Ling Jiang's body, and rested his chin on his shoulder. Said: "Still angry?"

Lingjiang didn't want to talk to him, and frowned, thinking about whether the accident of the leader of the Xuemo tribe had anything to do with Yan Chu's disappearance.If there is, it is the hands of old man Guigu. If not, what happened to the leader and the others?They are looking for Hanshui, and Hanshui is the blood of a snake that is as clear as ice. Reminiscent of the strange vines that appeared in the river when they were fetching fish and leaves, would it be strange for this kind of ice snake? As for making them difficult to deal with, something happened.

Thinking of this, Ling Jiang glanced at Yin Shijiu, who was so intimately attached to his body, and didn't understand why the person who said "no, no, no" before, suddenly became so sticky after kissing and touching Almost.

Isn't this... so cheap.

"Lingjiang, if my poison—"

"What are the eight kinds of extraordinary treasures?" Ling Jiang asked directly, interrupting him.

Yin Chenglan finally found an opportunity to exchange feelings with him, and discuss what they should do after they kissed, but unexpectedly, the little bird became determined after eating the weight, and said that he would not mention it if he didn't mention it, and talked to him all the way. They were all sneering and business-like, and they didn't even have a chance to explain to him.

Yin Chenglan had no choice but to take back what he wanted to say, and said: "Yan Chu once said that the eight kinds of heavenly talents and strange treasures are the eight kinds of spirits that were transformed from the real body left in the world after a god arrived and died. The eyes, nose, tendons, ears, skin, hands, blood, and bones that represent the gods are actually eight kinds of medicine primers that can brighten the eyes, sharpen the ears, cut off the tendons and continue the pulse. There are relatively few, so the miraculousness passed on by the people is nothing more than a few herbs in the end."

Yin Chenglan squeezed Lingjiang's waist and asked, "What did you think of?"

Lingjiang sneered: "It's just a few kinds of herbs? Have you ever seen a plant that is as thick as a beam and can beat and attack people? Yuxiye is not an ordinary herb. Besides, the Big Dipper Stone has a map of stars in it, and the stars represent The position of God, this thing is likely to be a thing that has been gathered for many years to gather the aura of stars, and the last two are even more amazing. Yan Chu said that it grows on living things, and Han Perfume is an unheard of snake blood. , presumably the other kind is equally weird, just from the origin of these things, it can be seen that the eight kinds of natural treasures are definitely not the 'herbal medicine' you imagined."

Yin Chenglan rubbed his fingers on his waist, and said with a smile: "Baby, have you read too many folk tales and legends? There are so many fairy tales."

Ling Jiang really wanted to turn around and peck him, and said coldly, "How can there be so many? Yin Shijiu, you probably forgot what I am."

Yin Chenglan froze for a moment, really forgot, and hurriedly said: "I was wrong, um, don't be angry." His fingers lingered vaguely at his belt.

Lingjiang suddenly felt that the man after being slept over was really scary, he didn't know what was going on in his head, besides, Yin Chenglan hadn't been slept over yet, at best, he almost fell asleep, why did he have such a bad attitude before going to bed and after going to bed much.

He just slapped his hands off, and changed from leaning against him to riding on the yak facing each other. The wind in the cold night messed up their hair and made them entangled. Ling Jiang stared at him angrily, with a voice He said in a low voice, without a hint of jokes: "I have a bad feeling, you know that my perception of danger has always been very accurate, I always feel that we have underestimated this kind of ice snake."

Seeing the seriousness between his brows and eyes, Yin Chenglan withdrew his hand, looked at Lingjiang, and said seriously: "It took me two years to find the first four natural treasures, but it took me almost eight years to find the last four." , I haven’t found it until now, if according to what you said, Lake Lannar is in danger, I hope you can promise me one thing.”

Ling Jiang frowned and said nothing.

Yin Chenglan couldn't help reaching out and hugging him into his arms, and whispered in his ear: "If we get to the place and find something wrong, take my mother, and we will leave immediately, and never try to find the last one again. Two medicines, okay?"

Ling Jiang pushed him away and said coldly, "Not good."

After crossing three snow-capped mountains, the farther north they went, the less human population became. Apart from them, they could hardly see any living things. They drove for thirteen days and nights in the wind and snow, and they crossed a rolling mountain range. Then suddenly arrived at a strange place.

There is not a single snow in this place.

This feeling is as if they were still in the twelfth lunar month of snowy winter, walking hard on waist-high snow, with frosty slag on their shoes, and unbearable chilblains on their feet. They sat on the snowy yak, looking at Looking at the endless ice and snow, they didn't know how far they had to go to get to the place, but after turning over the hills, they stepped on the soft ground and entered the warm spring.

It was like a hallucination, but when they turned their heads, they could still see the deep and heavy snow not far away.

Yin Qingyi sat on the yak and said in a low voice, "This is Lake Lannar."

Talking and walking down the hill.

Everyone followed and went down to the bottom of the hill, and an open plain appeared in front of them. When they saw the lake Yin Qingyi mentioned, everyone gasped.

Lingjiang has never seen such a lake before. It is not a large piece of sparkling water, but it seems that someone has dug one pond after another in the wilderness, and then filled the ponds with water. Each pond is not too big. , but there is another one every few steps, stretching from the foot to the distance, forming this inexplicable plain into the shape of a huge fishing net.

There is water in every pool, and when the wind blows, it seems that someone has placed countless mirrors on the black ground, each side is extremely smooth and glows with a misty shimmer.

Lingjiang jumped off the yak, walked to the nearest pool, reached out to touch the water, and said doubtfully, "The water is warm."

Lian pressed the song: "Do you think this looks like a hot spring pool? One person can't finish soaking in one."

Yin Chenglan turned his head and wanted to ask his mother, if this place is really Lannar Lake, if he remembered the wrong place, when he looked for Yin Qingyi, he saw a panic expression on his mother's face.

Yin Qingyi jumped off the yak staggeringly, her silver hair fluttering in the wind, she looked blankly at the countless mirror-like pools, and murmured: "It wasn't like this before."