1106. Tusi King’s Tomb (54)

At 5:30 in the morning, everyone in Tujia Amei B&B gathered in the main room.

Everyone was silent around the fire pit, their expressions somewhat dazed, and everyone's eyes wandered back and forth on their companions.

The most eyes stayed on Ling Dao's arms.

"嘤嘤."

A small white fox that looked like snow was held in Yi Ling's arms. He hid his face in a lie, and wrapped his big fluffy tail around his body. Compared with it, Tong Hege, who was also held in Yi Ling's arms, looked downright generous - he turned into a ginseng, his whole body was straight and unable to move.

To be precise, Tong Hege's ginseng is really human-like, just like the legendary ginseng doll, Yuxue is cute, with a cluster of emerald green ginseng leaves on her head, and a bunch of red ginseng seeds pinned to her head. Holding it in my arms makes me feel relaxed physically and mentally, and the surrounding air becomes refreshing. I feel that just one smell can clear the heart and lungs, and one bite can prolong life.

But compared to Shen Hege, Yi Ling still prefers the little fox! Perhaps because of its young age, the little white fox has a very high body temperature. When held in the arms, it becomes a soft ball when heated, and it can only make a weak cry. Compared with the big white tiger, it has a different flavor. Jean Yi Ling was also in a good mood and rarely praised him: "Professor Yu is really a young talent."

This little white fox is obviously still a cub. Even if the years are subtracted, Yu Hehui is probably extremely young when he was in human form - I really can't tell. Judging from his mature and elegant dress and his professor's name, at least he should be Thirty years old.

Wan Xiangchun's eyes were straight, and his mind was thinking, 'Huh? impossible! My professor is younger than me? ? ’ and ‘It should be because the age of a fox and a human are not equal, isn’t it said that one year old dog is equal to seven years old human being...’ I alternated between these two thoughts. And basically no one present was in a better mental state than him.

"Our group is really young now."

Wang Pengpai said in a daze, and couldn't help but mutter: "What's going on? Yesterday, I thought everyone except Xiaole Xiaochun and Miao Meizi were of the same age. How come today, when I look at it today -"

This is really stupid. Are he and Team An the only ones in the team who are definitely in their thirties? ?

Oh, Bai Feibai is actually in his thirties, even though he is a year or two younger, his face looks younger than both of them now. Wang Yushu looks tall and tall at first glance, but now he is a high school student! Now they are standing by the fire pit and looking around, An Xuefeng and Wang Pengpai look like adults, probably in their teens, while Fatty Wang Pengpai still looks young. After them is Bai Feibai, who must be an adult in his teens.

Later on, it might be Lu Shucheng - Wang Pengpai was just basing it on his feelings. Lu Shucheng looked really energetic and youthful when he was young. He had an aura that made him want to punch anyone he saw, and starting from Wang Yushu Obviously smaller. Wang Yushu and Wan Xiangchun both looked like they were teenage high school students. Not to mention Mao Xiaole, who started his career at the age of nine, with a childish look on his face. He didn't even have clothes suitable for him, and his face was drooping. A big coat.

Not to mention Yu Hehui and Tong Hege, one became a little fox cub and the other a ginseng doll. Yesterday, we were all comrades who had experienced life and death together. Today, it was a transition to taking the children for a spring outing. Wang Pengpai really couldn't relax for a while.

"Currently, everyone is about ten years younger."

An Xuefeng's voice sounded younger, but still calm, and he suddenly caught the atmosphere that was slipping into depression: "Other than that, there are no other effects. The strength has not regressed back to the corresponding age, and I haven't noticed it yet. Other negative effects.”

"Compared with the statues of Lao Linjun and the Salt God, this kind of change occurred under the watchful eye of the mountain god. It shows that we are lucky enough, and the mountain god is not targeting us."

Lao Linjun has turned into a peeled onion, and the statue of the Salt God is as dead as ever. There is no trace of pollution, it is just a big salt bead. These two are undoubtedly stronger than most people here think they are, but their endings are much more cruel and desperate than they are.

People need comparison the most. When you feel that you are miserable enough, there is someone next to you who is worse off than you, and you will feel much relieved. When An Xuefeng said this, everyone thought about it for a moment, and their anxious mood naturally eased a lot. When An Xuefeng gave the order naturally, he directed his teammates to boil hot water, wash and prepare breakfast ingredients, pack up backpacks and suitcases and other luggage to be taken away, and pile them in the corner of the hall.

An Xuefeng originally planned to set off as early as possible and have a simple breakfast on the way, but now people are panicked, and blind pursuit of speed will lead to various accidents.

So he put aside his original plan and stood in the main room by the fire pit, communicating in low voices with Director Ling. Sometimes he even brought Yu Hehui, who had turned into a fox, to check on him. No matter who passes by the main room, they can see An Xuefeng's tall figure. It seems that no matter how dangerous the situation is, An Xuefeng remains as always, standing like a pine and cypress, which makes people feel at ease. Seeing that he was as calm as ever, the anxiety and fear in everyone's hearts also eased a little.

Especially when I saw Director Ling raising his head and talking to An Xuefeng with a smile, I remembered what he just said, "The influence of the mark will not change that much in the future." The closer to Wuluo Mountain, the smaller the impact. We know that this guide of the Mountain Worship Cult is still mysterious and unpredictable, with a very evil personality. You should listen carefully to what he says, but many people are inclined to believe it emotionally.

"Wang Shuren, you didn't bring a mobile power bank!"

In the room of Wang Yushu and Mao Xiaole, Wang Yushu was packing their luggage. Mao Xiaole sat on the bed wrapped in a coat, holding a needle and thread in his hand with a frown, and simply altered himself to wear a set of clothes. He had lived with his master in the mountains since he was a child, and he had also been exposed to needlework. Although the clothes were ugly, they were wearable. Moreover, he was really a genius. He was able to do it in a short time, and he still had the mind to scold Wang Yushu.

Wang Yushu was absent-minded and confused all morning, and he was so careless when packing things. Mao Xiaole knew what he was worried about-if his age regressed ten years every time, and he regressed again tomorrow, Mao Xiaole's age would become '-1'.

People don't have negative ages, and what awaits him will be death. Wang Yushu is a person with too much emotion, empathy, and a lot of thoughts, and his thinking slips into a pessimistic direction from time to time. This morning, his eyes were red all the time. Just because Mao Xiaole noticed it, he wiped his tears several times, and he had to smile and comfort Mao Xiaole as if nothing happened.

This really made Mao Xiaole angry and embarrassed, and his back was covered with hair. He didn't even notice anything, but Wang Yushu started crying first. He couldn't say anything to comfort Wang Yushu, so he just put his worries aside and continued to get along with Wang Yushu as usual, scolding him for being forgetful and throwing away some trivial things like charging cables and headphones that were easy to forget.

This can actually help Wang Yushu calm down. He turned around and looked at the mobile power bank that Mao Xiaole had glanced at while he was busy packing his luggage. He said directly: "This is Director Ling's mobile power bank. I have to return it to him later - Xiaole! You hold it. This is Director Ling's thing. It can bring good luck!"

Wang Yushu was in high spirits and muttered: "Director Ling saved you before, and saved Miao Fangfei yesterday. He will definitely not sit back and watch us being killed by the mountain god in such a helpless way - so you will definitely not die tomorrow. Just like he said, the impact of watching will gradually weaken!"

"I never thought I would die tomorrow, idiot!"

Mao Xiaole said unhappily: "Besides, I am not the one with the biggest problem in the team, and I should not be the most anxious."

"You are right. Yu Hehui and Tong Hege must be more scared. They are not human anymore."

Wang Yushu nodded in agreement. Mao Xiaole... Mao Xiaole glanced at him and was too lazy to say more.

Although Yu Hehui and Tong Hege also have big problems, they generally follow the law of getting younger in age.

It is just possible that Yu Hehui and Tong Hege have special powers that have not yet awakened in their bodies, so they were stimulated by the gaze of the mountain god and underwent a miraculous change? In their team, An Xuefeng can turn into a tiger, and Lu Shucheng can turn into a werewolf. It is not surprising that they can turn into animals and plants. In addition, Yu Hehui also lost a fox skin, and Tong Hege also lost a lot of ginseng slices. Generally speaking, they are similar to others.

The most problematic thing is actually...

Thinking of the faces of everyone he saw in the main hall just now, Mao Xiaole paused and continued to change clothes.

Captain An and Director Ling should have noticed it, and Captain An will definitely ask about it.

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"Miao Fangfei's situation is special. Is it because of the golden silkworm Gu?"

In the main hall, An Xuefeng stood beside Yi Ling and asked in a low voice.

Miao Fangfei's situation is different from everyone else. An Xuefeng knew it when he went upstairs and knocked on her door. An Xuefeng's tiger skin fell beside him, Wang Pengpai and most people wore their shed skins, but Miao Fangfei was different from everyone else.

There were a lot of gray and white on her face and body, with strands of mud, like waves, like a beach washed by water, which looked terrible. But after washing her face, the mud disappeared. Her skin became radiant and energetic, and she looked better than before. Just like in the immortal novels, mortals took the marrow cleansing pills and expelled impurities from their bodies.

And Miao Fangfei's age did not get younger... She looked younger, because her skin condition got better. In essence, whether from the height or the voice, her age did not regress.

This kind of "normality" is the most abnormal point that the team needs to focus on now.

"Miao Fangfei's situation is very special."

Yi Ling stuffed Canhege into An Xuefeng's arms and held the little fox all the time. He didn't feel tired. Feeling An Xuefeng's solemn mood, he smiled and said a few words: "But the mountain god will not harm her."

"On the contrary, the mountain god of Wuluo Mountain is very much looking forward to Miao Fangfei going to the mountain."

He said meaningfully, satisfied to see An Xuefeng's suddenly serious expression. Yi Ling knew that An Xuefeng could understand.

Half an hour later, everyone sat by the fire. Bai Feibai took out the noodles that were still well preserved in the homestay and cooked a pot. Then he added potatoes, braised eggs, ham sausage, pickled mustard, dried chili, etc. When everyone was eating breakfast with lunch boxes, their hands and feet were warm, and there was food in their stomachs, and their whole state was almost recovered.

"At present, except for special circumstances, molting and personal age regression are linked."

After everyone calmed down and listened to the analysis, Bai Feibai pushed his glasses and said: "Laolinjun zombie shed five layers of skin, each layer of skin represents a different zombie stage and his stage as a human. It can be seen that molting will cause a person to "regress".

"Once you regress to the point where you can't retreat, the end is death. But the difference between us and Laolinjun is that Laolinjun died after shedding only one layer of human skin, but we are still alive after molting."