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Chapter 4 (Catching Insects)

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    Although Yue Jiao was killed in vain in her previous life, it was probably because her death was so inexplicable that she didn¡¯t even know who her enemy was. Therefore, during the long darkness in the tomb, her main mood was one of confusion, despair and regret.

    She only lived for a short period of eighteen years!

    There is no time to see the people outside the valley, no time to experience the majesty and danger of the rivers and lakes, no time to see the beauty of the mountains and rivers in the world, no time to experience the love, hate, anger and infatuation of being a human being.

    Although she will want to find out the truth about her murder after resurrecting her life, what she desires most in her heart is actually to see with her own eyes the prosperous world of mortals that she has never seen in her previous life.

    Getting out of the valley is her biggest obsession at the moment.

    If someone told her that she could only choose between "exiting the valley" and "revenge", then she would definitely choose the former.

    Therefore, whether to save the person in front of her is really torturing her conscience.

    She doesn¡¯t know whether this person will become a variable that affects her coming out of the valley.

    After all, she had never seen this person in her memory of her previous life.

    Dark clouds covered half the moon above the dense forest, and the shadowy light fell into the forest. Although those strands of light were thin and weak, they bound her conscience more and more tightly like a vine.  .

    What¡¯s even more troublesome is that the half of the antidote given by the Valley Master has a limited effectiveness. If she can¡¯t make a decision again, she will probably die in the miasma forest with this man.

    "But I don't think I can do anything like leaving you here to wait for death alone." Yue Jiao looked at the dark figure on the ground with a sad face, muttering to himself in an irritated and painful voice.

    The man seemed to have heard her voice. He raised his weak arms slightly, seemingly pointing at his waist, and then immediately lowered them to his side.

    Yue Jiao wasn¡¯t sure if his eyesight was wrong. After all, people who are hit by the miasma in the forest are usually unable to move.  But now she has no other choice but to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor.

    She reached out her slightly trembling hand to his waist and touched something that looked like a purse, with a small bottle inside.

    The situation was urgent and there was no room for Yue Jiao to hesitate. She quickly picked up the purse and brought it to her eyes to untie it. She squinted her eyes and took a closer look. Sure enough, there was a small gourd-shaped bottle inside.  He took out the bottle and shook it. It seemed to contain pills or something like that.

    She quickly pulled out the cork, poured one out and sniffed it at the tip of her nose¡ª¡ª

    ¡°Hmm, it¡¯s probably not poison.

    "As a human being, the most important thing is to be reasonable. This medicine belongs to you." Yue Jiao gritted his teeth, stuffed the pill into his mouth, and said anxiously, "If there is anything wrong with this medicine, I will give it to you."  If you die, you can¡¯t blame me.¡±

    After she squatted there and waited with bated breath for a short while, the man slowly opened his eyes.

    In the pitch-black jungle, with the faint light, Yue Jiao saw a pair of the most beautiful eyes in the world.

    It's like floating on a clear lake, like nestling next to the bright moonlight.  Clear, bright, and cold.

    Even though he couldn¡¯t see his face clearly at this moment, Yue Jiao could imagine his bright eyes and sparse eyebrows just from these bright eyes.

    Her grandfather once taught her that the human eye can read the mind, and both good and evil can be found in it.  She felt that she didn't even need to ask for his identity or name.

    No matter who his surname is, he is the cold spring breeze in March and the bright moonlight on the night of the 15th.

    There are many words about "beauty" and "brightness" in this world, but this person is probably worthy of them all.

    "Fortunately, the miasma at night is not as strange and changeable as during the day, and your medicine seems to be somewhat useful." Yue Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took the medicine sickle to collect the nearby medicinal materials she needed.

    While she was trying her best to identify the medicinal materials, she was distracted and said to the person behind her, "But don't rush in any more. The miasma will get thicker as you go forward, and the medicine won't be able to hold it."

    Moreover, it was already past midnight, and when the moon set and the sun rose, as the forest gradually became warmer, the miasma was completely murderous without blood. Except for the antidote passed down from generation to generation in the hands of the valley owner, the Daluo Golden Pill may not be effective.

    Yue Jiao neatly picked the dozen medicinal herbs she needed, threw the medicinal herbs and the medicine sickle into the small medicine basket behind her, then returned to squat down beside the man, and whispered with concern: "What are you doing now?"  Do you feel stronger than before? Can you try to stand up on your own?"

    The man looked at her and said "hmm" softly.

    He can already speak out, which at least shows that he is indeed better than before.

    "Just in case, you can take another one," Yue Jiao made a prompt decision, and then??place.  "

    Yue Jiao nodded, but smiled and said nothing.

    The script says that if you don¡¯t know how to respond, just smile and look at the other person in silence. This can easily make people feel incomprehensible.

    Sure enough, seeing her silent for a long time, Xuan Ming lost his temper: "The goddess doesn't know the effectiveness of the antidote, so why is her return so late?"

    It was obvious that he at least watched Yue Jiao enter the woods; or, perhaps, he had already followed Yue Jiao when he stepped out of his yard.

    "I said I killed someone in the forest and that's why I was delayed. Do you believe it?" Yue Jiao put his hands behind his back and straightened his waist, but smiled and winked at him.

    ??

    Yue Jiao suddenly wanted to slap herself.

    Why is it not good to make up a reason?  If Xuan Ming really went into the woods to investigate, she would have done a lot of harm to others.

    When she rubbed her hands on the clothes around the man's waist earlier, she found that his clothes were half soaked in dew. He had obviously been trapped in the forest for a long time, which showed that the poison of the miasma must have been much deeper in him than she was.

    Although the medicine on his body could slightly slow down the miasma's attack on his lungs, no matter how hard he tried, he might not be able to get out of the woods so quickly.

    Xuan Ming cannot be allowed in.  Xuan Ming must not be allowed in.

    "I was pushed into the dark swamp by accident," Yue Jiao said with a serious look on his face, but he was extremely nervous in his heart. "If Protector Zuo really wants to help, you should go to the Valley Master to ask for the antidote first before going in. There is no point in injuring a dead man.  The noble body of Zuo Dharma Protector."

    Hearing this, Xuan Ming raised his narrow eyes and asked with a half-smile, "It seems that the goddess really doesn't want her subordinates to go into the forest right away?"

    His eyes were cold and cold, like snake fang venom quenched, winding through the air, in the dim night, coming towards Yue Jiao slowly and quickly.

    Yue Jiao's throat was tight, her legs were weak, and she was almost unsteady. She could only try her best to maintain a calm face, and leaned her body against the wooden butterfly on the side.

    "Goddess, what's wrong?"

    Under the darkness of night, Xuan Ming¡¯s focused eyes seemed to be poisoned, and his voice sounded like a ghost.

    To Yue Jiao, that sound sounded like a death knell.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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