I can't sleep!
She didn't dare to go to sleep.
Gao Cai shifted his butt towards Zuo Xiaohan, unable to suppress his curiosity." Zuo Xiaohan, is that girl from Cuixiang Brothel prettier than Xiao Hong?”
Zuo Xiaohan accompanied Gao Cai for a while, full of worries. When Gao Cai curled up under the blanket and fell asleep, she muttered in her heart," This is the first day."”
He had overheard the conversation between the black-robed Daoist and Zhou Donglai in the hall.
If he wasn't wrong, this corpse transformation would happen within five days.
Time was running out.
Zuo Xiaohan became more and more anxious.
He wondered if the crow's blood mixed with chicken blood would be able to achieve the black-robed Daoist's goal of reincarnating.
If not, would there be other changes?
Gao Cai's snoring came from beside him. Coughing sounds came from the thatched cottage not far away from him from time to time, constantly knocking on Zuo Xiaohan's nervous heart.
He looked up at the sky.
A crescent moon could be vaguely seen in the clouds. The moonlight quietly covered the black soil beside the bamboo forest, like the wild grass growing silently in early spring.
The burial site chosen by the black-robed Daoist happened to be beside the bamboo forest. There was not a single tall tree nearby. The moonlight shone directly on the pit, giving it a hazy and blurry feeling.
Zuo Xiaohan was enlightened.
The technique of using a corpse to resurrect a soul required the black earth as the foundation and the crow's blood as the primer, and the moonlight might be the nutrient.
All three were indispensable.
However, he was a layman now. Although he had the active and open brain of his previous life, he had no basis for judgment.
"It would be great if I could steal that black-robed Daoist's secret technique of Mao Mountain and take a look.”
Zuo Xiaohan sighed.
His current situation was like a small boat in the sea, where he went was not under his control.
He could only try to adjust the course between the waves, hoping to get closer to his destination.
This frustration of not being able to control the overall situation was very unpleasant.
If the Art of Resurrection took effect within five days, he still had four days left.
He had to seize the opportunity to start laying out the plan.
The next morning, the black-robed Daoist appeared by the pit.
He opened the bamboo basket over his head and squatted in front of the corpse to observe for a moment. Then, he took out a corpse suppression talisman and pasted it on the corpse's forehead.
Zuo Xiaohan and the other two squatted at the side and watched quietly.
After a night of not seeing the corpse, the skin on the ground grew deeper and deeper, as if it was about to come alive.
It was completely different from his previous pale appearance.
"Ah! That's strange. Little Han, what is this Daoist trying to do?”
Even the ignorant Gao Cai could tell that something was wrong.
In ancient times, the young master of the Reliance Zhou Manor should not be treated like this even if it was to test the feng shui of a treasured land.
However, Gao Cai was not stupid.
This Daoist was an expert that Zhou Donglai had spent a lot of money to hire.
Even the master had no objections. What could a servant like him say?
After the black-robed Daoist entered the room, he finally voiced out the question that he had been suppressing in his heart.
Zuo Xiaohan replied calmly," Don't ask too much. This is not something we can interfere with. Oh right, you'd better be smart during the day. I'm going out later."”
Zuo Xiaohan had to go to the vegetable market in Kaoshan Town every day to collect crow blood, so the task of being on duty during the day naturally fell on Gao Cai.
"Hey! Xiao Han, do you have any money left after buying the crow blood?”
Gao Cai pulled Zuo Xiaohan aside enviously and asked mysteriously,""Can you help me bring back some shredded tobacco leaves?”
"It was too hard on duty last night. The smell coming from Young Master's body is getting stronger and stronger.”
"Besides, how can a man not smoke cigarette leaves?”
Then, he winked at Zuo Xiaohan.
Zuo Xiaohan was not much different in age from him, but he had already broken through. This made Gao Cai somewhat uneasy, and he was eager to change the situation.
Other than women, tobacco was also one of the must-have items for mature men to kill time.
Zuo Xiaohan was about to refuse, but the words 'child's blood' flashed across his mind. He looked at Gao Cai, who was looking forward to it, and nodded his head.
"Xiao Han, you're so kind. I'll wait for you here.”
When Zuo Xiaohan heard this praise, he felt guilty and uncomfortable.
If things really developed to that point, only one of them would survive.
Zuo Xiaohan could only apologize regretfully.
It had nothing to do with selfishness.
He had always regarded himself as a passerby in this world.
He tried his best to maintain a state of mind where he could get out of the matter at any time.
All the hard work he had done before was to increase his chances of surviving and completing the mission.
"You are just NPCs. I came here to complete a mission.”
Zuo Xiaohan repeated it several times in his heart in order to hide the unbearable and guilty feelings in his heart.
Today's mission was crucial.
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