Chapter 330 Looking for a cure

Just as Nie Pan was lying on the cold ice ** and his mouth was dry and his eyes were about to wear it, Song Xiyan finally came back in time with a large bowl of water.

After taking over the well water brought back by Song Xiyan, Nie Pan sat up with difficulty. He raised his neck and drank it like a cow. He finally moistened his thirsty throat, which was almost smoking. There was a feeling of drinking sweet rain and floating.

At some specific times, ordinary things will also produce subtle changes. After drinking it, Nie Pan couldn't help sighing in his heart, "This water is really a good thing. If people leave it, they will die of thirst like a fish!"

With a long breath of relief, Nie Pan said contentedly, "Well, since there is water in the ancient tomb, we can at least live for a few more days. I'm satisfied!" This water is really sweet, much sweeter than the pure water produced on the modern production lines before we crossed.

"Well, it's delicious. I just drank three bowls in one go..."

Looking at Nie Pan's satisfied appearance, Song Xiyan took the porcelain bowl from Nie Pan's hand and put it aside. She smiled and reported her discovery to Nie Pan: "It's not just well water, but I also found a large amount of grain, which is full of tombs, including millet, coarse rice, corn, pickles and salt. Duck eggs... Gee, even if we don't go out for three years, we won't starve to death.

"Wow... Where did so much food come from?" Nie Pan was overjoyed and asked.

Originally, I thought that as long as I could get a little food for three or five days, I would be satisfied. After this energy, I would find a way to leave the ancient tomb. I didn't expect Song Xiyan to bring me such good news.

Song Xiyan thought for a moment and scratched her scalp and said, "I think it must be Sister Long and Yang Guo. By the way, there is also the mother-in-law Sun recorded in the book. I think it's mostly the food they stored when they lived in the tomb of the living dead before. I didn't expect it's convenient for us now."

"If so much grain is stored, won't it go bad for a long time?" Nie Pan stroked his chin and asked Song Xiyan for advice. He didn't know much about storing grain from the city. He thought that the grain had been stored for three or five years, but I'm afraid it would be broken before it was finished.

After listening to Nie Pan's question, Song Xiyan simply sat down on the edge of the ice bed and introduced natural common sense to Nie Pan: "Hee hee, you don't understand this. Do you think only the refrigerator can store food? This is dry food. As long as it doesn't get moldy and doesn't look for mice, it won't go bad even if it is left for ten or eight years. When I was a child in the countryside, every village would have a cellar. Not only can I store grain, but also fresh food for a period of time. And this ancient tomb is like a constant temperature storage room, and the room for storing grain is particularly tight and dry. It will not enter the mouse or get moldy because of dampness. It's no problem to talk about these dry food for less than three or five years, and more for seven or eight years.

"Oh, I see. It's very simple. I just can't remember it for a moment..." Nie Pan patted his head and expressed his shame on his low-level problem.

"What? Does your body hurt a lot?" Song Xiyan looked nervous and asked with concern.

"It's very painful, but it's still deliberately endured. It's much more comfortable than before going to the ice bed..." Nie Pan gasped and replied.

Although Nie Pan's body was as uncomfortable as a flame, he didn't want to tell Song Xiyan. On the one hand, he was afraid that Song Xiyan would worry, and on the other hand, he was afraid that the two of them would talk about the painful treatment. Although the little dragon girl was not around, Nie Pan remembered that the little dragon girl had forgiven him, but he didn't want to make any more mistakes and make himself feel ashamed, so he forced to endure the pain and not let Song Xiyan. I can see it. However, even if Nie Pan didn't say anything, his face betrayed him.

"Nie Pan, the situation is not very good. Your face has turned a little red. Is it poisonous to Li Mochou's palm?" Looking at Nie Pan's slightly discolored face, Song Xiyan asked nervously.

Although Nie Pan couldn't see his face, he could feel the drastic changes in his body. After sitting up for a few minutes, his internal organs were immediately filled with the feeling of roasting, which made Nie Pan very painful. He hurriedly lay down on the cold ** and let the cold air from the bed resist the fire in his body. After lying down for a few minutes, the burning feeling gradually eased.

"Li Mochou's red refining palm must be poisonous, and this palm has injected poison into my body. As soon as I sat up for a few minutes, I felt as if my internal organs were roasted. Fortunately, the ice bed can emit cold air, which makes my body less uncomfortable. Maybe this ice bed can really cure my injury after a while..."

Nie Pan gasped, reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead and said to Song Xiyan. After saying a few words, his face turned dark again: "Maybe I will live on the ice bed for the rest of my life, but this is also a blessing in misfortune. It's better to die than to live. As long as I can live, I will have a chance to live again. See the dragon..."

Looking at Nie Pan's sad expression, Song Xiyan suddenly turned her head and ran away without saying a word.

"Xiyan, what are you running for?" Nie Pan asked behind Song Xiyan puzzledly.

"Li Mochou has lived in the ancient tomb for many years. I think there must be a room where she has lived. Maybe she can find a way to treat the venom in your body. Wait for me here..." Song Xiyan left the tomb with a lantern while running.

This ancient tomb is really big enough. In addition to all kinds of practice rooms of different sizes, there are as many as 40 or 50 tombs similar to rooms in the tomb. Some store things in it, some sleep in it, and others are idle.

Song Xiyan opened the door one by one with the lantern, and was dedicated to finding the room where Li Mochou once lived, hoping to find some clues about "Red Refining Palm" in it to save Nie Pan from the sea of suffering.

Because she wanted to find a healing method for Nie Pan, Song Xiyan, who had planned to go to the kitchen to make a fire and cook, had forgotten her hunger and picked up the lantern. After carefully examining the twenty-nine room-like tombs, Huang Tian finally found a room that seemed to be likely to be where Li Mochou had stayed. Room.

Roughly, except for Wang Chongyang, the builder of the ancient tomb, there are only six people who have lived in the tomb of the living dead for a long time. Except for Yang Guo, who is a man, the other five people are all women. Including Lin Chaoying, the ancestor of the ancient tomb school, and Lin Chaoying's apprentice, that is, the master of the little dragon girl and Li Mochou, and their servant Mother-in-law Sun, plus the little dragon girl and Li Mochou, the five of them are the women who once lived in this living tomb of the living dead.

The little dragon girl's room has been found by Song Xiyan, and the only male Yang Guo's room has also been found. In addition, Song Xiyan also found the room where the little dragon girl's master and mother-in-law once lived, because after their death, they were buried in the tomb where they lived when they were alive. They were born and buried in it. Their names were clearly written on the spiritual card. Song Xiyan can naturally know who the owner of the tomb is.

Now Song Xiyan has some simple furniture in this room, such as wooden combs, bronze mirrors, washbasin racks. In addition, there is a wooden table similar to a desk, and a wooden cabinet standing on the wall. At a glance, you can see that it is a room used by girls.

** There is no bedding used to cover, but an empty wooden bed is placed there. ** has been covered with thick dust. It seems that it has been uninhabited for many years.

"The room where Sister Long and Yang Guo lived has been found by me, and the room where Grandma Sun and their master once lived has also been found. I'm afraid this room is mostly the one where Li Mochou has lived..." Song Xiyan whispered and began to rumminate in the furniture of the room, hoping to find one. Something useful.

"Well, no... I forgot that the room where Lin Chaoying, the ancestor of the ancient tomb school, lived, was not found. This room should be between her and Li Mochou..."

While looking for something useful, Song Xiyan rejected her previous opinion and felt that she could not be 100% sure that this was Li Mochou's room without obtaining evidence. In Song Xiyan's heart, she would rather call these tombs that have been built into a room as "rooms" than as a dead mausoleum.

He took out a book similar to a notebook from the wooden cabinet. He turned over and glanced at it for a few times. Song Xiyan said to herself happily, "Finally found the answer. This is Li Mochou's room. Ha ha, that's really good. In this way, there is hope to help Nie Pan find a cure for poison. God bless, please Li Mochou must leave something..." Song Xiyan said, drawing a cross on her chest and praying for God to bless her.

When I opened it, I saw that this notebook-like book was written with beautiful brush characters, and the lower corner was signed by Li Mochou. This is 100% of the iron evidence of Li Mochou's former boudoir, and the content of the notes is also solid evidence, and there is no room for any doubt.

The content of the notes is the poet Yuan Haowen's proud work "Maipitang", which is the love of Li Mochou's life: Ask the world, what is love, directly teach life and death! How many times has the old wing been cold and hot? Joy and fun, parting and bitterness, there are also idiots and daughters among them. You should have words, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who will the shadow go to?

"Although it is unknown when Li Mochou developed the method of using poison, I think it is not a day's cold to freeze three feet. Li Mochou must have been thinking about how to use poison a long time ago. That's why she later became a first-class master of using poison in the world of Shendiao. Thinking about these methods of using poison every day, she will definitely record some experience with a pen. As long as I look for it seriously, I will definitely gain something.

It was determined that this room was the fragrant boudoir who had lived before the Chilian fairy Li Mochou was expelled from the ancient tomb school. Song Xiyan looked for something and became more energetic. She turned up the room in a hurry, hoping to find a word to solve the poison of "red practice palm" for Nie Pan.