Blood was painted on the fan, and nothing happened.

Mu Changfeng was shocked when he saw Zhou Nianping's wrist bleeding. He was about to bandage him well, but Zhou Nianping suddenly pulled off a piece of green vine, painted a piece of blood on the stone wall, and a black dot appeared vaguely when he looked at the fan.

The black dots move by themselves and quickly turn into a slender gray-black pattern.

While bandaging Zhou Nianping's wound, Mu Changfeng stared at him without turning his eyes. The stripes copied by themselves, one by one, densely packed, countless, with different lengths, gathering around the center point. At first glance, it looked quite like a gray-black chrysanthemum.

"It's strange." As soon as Zhou Nianping finished speaking, the "chrysanthemum petals" on the fan were squirming together, swaying left and right, like a ball of insects entangled together, thin and long, making the two of them feel numb in their scalp.

"What?" Mu Changfeng suddenly remembered the line snake sold in the flower, bird and fish market. It was a dark red ball, as thin as a ponytail, densely packed, winding and twisting, and extremely disgusting.

"I don't know either."

The two of them guessed it over and over again, but they couldn't figure out why, so they looked at each other.

"What are you looking at?" the monk returned to the cave and asked with a smile.

Lin Hanshuang followed closely behind, her face very haggard and her eyes were crying red.

Zhou Nianping looked at the monk and asked, "Master, do you know the fan in my hand?"

The monk nodded and said, "It's my little sister's belonging. She likes to dress up as a man and always slap her hands."

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Pretend to be deep."

"I'm worried that you misunderstood and I asked you for a fan."

"Master, look at what's on it, it's so disgusting."

The monk stepped forward and looked carefully for a while, and couldn't help but look at Lin Hanshuang.

At that time, she was weak in anger, with fewer black lines on her face and hands, and the color was much lighter, but each black line was like a thin long snake, squirming slightly.

Zhou Nianping's expression changed drastically and said in a trembling voice: "Demon Silk Flower."

The monk said seriously: "It should be."

Mu Changfeng said: "Didn't the magic silk flower merge with Lin Hanshuang?"

Lin Hanshuang stopped crying, looked at everyone with tears in her eyes, and said, "There are two magic silk flowers, one is one with me, and the other is missing."

The monk took the silver fan, looked over and over for a moment, and said, "I know the sealing technique above, which is the masterpiece of my younger sister. Another unknown magic silk flower turned out to be sealed in the fan by her."

Zhou Nianping felt cold in his heart, "What exactly is the Lord Qin Palace doing? Why did she seal the magic silk flower? The turbid spirit fan fell into the hands of the Zhou family. Is it related to her?"

The monk held Zhou Nianping's hand, his palm was very warm, and gradually sootheed Zhou Nianping's anxious and fearful heart, and said, "Don't be afraid, A Luo is not a person who hurts innocent people, and will not deliberately make arrangements to harm your junior brother."

Mu Changfeng was extremely frightened, but he remained calm and rational, saying, "Senior Lin, do you know what the magic silk flower is going on?"

Lin Hanshuang sighed quietly and said, "I don't know very well, I only know that the two magic silk flowers were transformed by the bodies of two sworn brothers."

Zhou Nianping said: "You can say as much as you know."

Lin Hanshuang said: "It is said that the two families had a grudge, but they were able to communicate with the grass and trees since childhood. They had a very close personality. They kowtowed and became sworn brothers secretly. The relationship was very good. Later, for some reason, they became enemies and died together in the Nether Ghost Realm. The poisonous insects in the heads of the two gradually grew up and turned into magic silk flowers."

Zhou Nianping said: "How come there is a poisonous gu in their heads? How can the poisonous gu turn into a flower?"

Lin Hanshuang shook her head sadly, "I don't know."

Fang Zhiliang was silent for a long time and suddenly interrupted: "What's so strange about it? Think about how Cordyceps sinensis grew. I have forgotten what I taught you in the past?"

Zhou Nianping immediately realized that Cordyceps sinensis is a bat moth larvae parasitized in the soil of Cordyceps sinensis. The insect body becomes rigid. Under suitable conditions, the head of the zombie grows out of the zombie and forms.

According to what Lin Hanshuang said, the formation of the magic silk flower is quite like Cordyceps sinensis. The poisonous insect parasitizes in the corpse and gradually grows.

The only difference is that the insect body of Cordyceps sinensis becomes rigid and hard, but the magic silk flower melts the body and absorbs nutrients.

Zhou Nianping's stomach suddenly churned. He suppressed the disgusting feeling and pointed at Lin Hanshuang and said, "Are the flowers, plants and trees near your house half dead?"

"How do you know? Some of the trees near my house are half dead, and some are dead."

"No wonder you are so sick that you are not dead. When you are dying, you stimulated the spiritual power in your body, absorbed the essence of plants and trees, and continued your life. The magic silk flower chose you to rely on you to absorb the essence of plants and trees to support yourself. Look at the vines in the cave, they are already wilted."

Mu Changfeng's eyes lit up and he said happily: "According to senior brother's speculation, the magic silk flower will not choose me as the next parasitic target. I don't have that powerful ability."

"This is this..." Zhou Nianping opened his mouth wide and said hesitantly: "It's like that, but it's not like that."

The monk sighed sadly and said, "Do you know what crime Mu Yinchuan was framed?"

"I don't know."

"He made a dead thousand-year-old ginkgo tree that was in spring, and was framed as a demon, and eventually died of a life of misfortune."

Mu Changfeng was stunned, "The people of the Mu family also have the ability to communicate with the grass and trees?"

"This kind of spiritual power has been in your body, and may be stimulated at some point, and may be hidden forever. But no matter what the result is, you are a good candidate for magic silk flower to choose parasitics. At that moment, it will force you to absorb the essence of grass and trees to support yourself."
Chapter completed!