Wanmoluo didn't know where the weird old man was, so he asked Dan'er to point him in a direction.

Having been plagued by illness for more than half a month and almost dying in the West, Wan Mo Luo reluctantly stood up with the help of Dan'er and others. At this time, his legs became weak involuntarily.

But this did not delay what she wanted to do. In full view of everyone, Mara knelt down in front of the weird old man.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace. There is nothing I can do to repay you, Wanmoluo. If you have any instructions, I will not hesitate to go through fire and water."

Wan Mo Luo kowtowed heavily in the direction of the old man. The weird old man had no intention of helping Wan Mo Luo up in a hurry. He just stood there and accepted the bow.

"You still have a conscience."

The old man seemed to always have a bad mouth. Wan Mo Luo was not angry, but said sincerely:

"Junior knows that the poison I am suffering from cannot be cured by ordinary doctors. Senior is willing to save me from fire and water. I am already grateful. If you don't dislike it, you will be Mara's reborn parents."

What Mara said was true and sincere. Although she was indifferent by nature, she was not an ungrateful person.

In this society where the jungle prevails, there are people who are willing to help her without asking about her origins and experiences. Those people who put in the effort are like her reborn parents, giving her a second life.

The weird old man was very satisfied with Wanmoluo's attitude. A happy look appeared on his ugly face, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"What's your name?"

"Junior, Wan Mo Luo."

This was the first time that the weird old man asked their names. Even if Qiao Runzhi and the others had been with him for a long time, the weird old man didn't take the initiative to ask their names.

"Well, it's a good name, I like it."

Maybe he thought Wan Mo Luo's name was special, so the old man laughed a few times and then said:

"Wan Mo Luo, I can save you and make your body recover as before, even more invulnerable to all poisons than before..."

The old man pointed to the messy table and continued:

"I am developing a medicine specifically for you. You can survive being eaten by hundreds of poisonous insects. If I successfully develop this medicine, you will be immune to all poisons after taking it, and you will no longer have to worry about enmity with you.

Someone will plot against you!"

This weird old man said so many words for the first time in a while. Qiao Runzhi and others looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

Unexpectedly, I was once invaded by countless poisonous insects, but now I am a blessing in disguise and can be immune to all poisons. Then I will no longer have to fear the persecution of Zhao Ziqin!

Wan Mo Luo also felt happy after hearing this. It was a blessing to be able to recover as before, let alone be immune to all poisons. If this was true, it would be easier to travel around the world in the future.

Furthermore, Zhao Ziqin will definitely hate all of them after being involved in this matter. If he has this ability, it will not be a problem to deal with Zhao Ziqin or the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

It's just that although Wan Mo Luo is blind now, his heart is not blind.

From Dan'er's words before, you could feel that this weird old man was very indifferent to people, but now he promised such a great benefit when he thanked him. I am afraid that there will be other things to wait for later.

Keep yourself.

But now that the matter has come to this, she will never push out this benefit. If she offends this weird old man, not to mention being invulnerable, I am afraid that now he can directly send the four of them to the west!<

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Although Wan Moluo didn't like the favor, his mind turned very quickly, and he weighed the pros and cons in a blink of an eye, and said with a hint of excitement in his tone:

"If this is really possible, then I have to thank my senior for his kindness in reincarnation! I don't know that my senior has a great name. After Mara recovers and is healthy, I will definitely be filial to my senior, build a nest and erect a monument for my senior, and provide for him until he is old!"

These are just words for the occasion. Wanmoluo has seen a lot in the officialdom, and he can also say a few decent words.

As expected, the old man waved his hand and said directly:

"I don't want these things you said. I have my own reasons for helping you. If you don't agree, then I won't help you anymore."

Seeing that the old man's stubborn temper was rising again, Wanmoluo quickly said:

"You are joking. You saved this junior's life. Just say whatever you want me to do. This junior will go through fire and water, no matter what."

After hearing Wan Moluo's words, the old man seemed very satisfied, and his tone became much gentler, and then he continued:

"Even if I ask you to fight against the aristocratic families in this world and put you in danger with a narrow escape, would you still be willing?"

"The younger generation should be willing."

Wanmoluo made the promise directly without any hesitation.

"Okay! In that case, you can stay here with peace of mind. After you recover from your injuries and become immune to all poisons, I will naturally tell you what to do."

The old man did not tell his purpose immediately, but simply let them live here.

Then he went out to collect herbs without stopping.

This weird old man left just as quickly as he came, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the four Wanmoluo people in the house.

In the following time, everyone lived a stable life for a period of time with rare tacit understanding.

Wanmoluo's condition improved rapidly under the old man's care. He went out to collect medicine more often, and every time he came back, he brought back many poisonous insects.

All the poisonous insects forced out of Wan Mo Luo's body have been refined into pills, and Wan Mo Luo has taken them one by one.

Nowadays, except that her eyesight has not recovered, the wounds on her body have scabbed, and walking on the ground is not a problem.

It was just because of taking the medicine made from potent poisonous insects that Wanmoluo's skin turned an unhealthy, corpse-like white color.

But compared to life, this is just a trivial matter for Wanmara.

Now she could vaguely see a blurry figure when she took off the cloth strip.

And Wei Xicai also understood from the steady stream of poisonous insects that the weird old man brought back every time he went out——

——Zhao Ziqin never gave up looking for him.

It wasn't until half a month later that the black-handed ape beside the weird old man dragged back the headless hound from the Lost Valley.

The hound's death was tragic. The whole dog's head had gone somewhere. The ape's damaged intestines were taken out and dragged along. The contents inside flowed all over the floor, but the limbs were still intact.

The black-handed ape dragged the hound's body into the house to show off as if it were a trophy.

A strange smell spread out, making Qiao Runzhi and others feel very sick.

"What does it smell like?"

At this time, Wan Moluo's eyes had just been filled with herbs and she couldn't see the situation in the room at all. Dan'er, who was closest to her, covered her nose and said:

"This ape was killed from somewhere and a dog dragged it here."

But the strange old man was not surprised, walked up to the ape, stroked its head, and took a look at the dog's body.

Soon, an envelope tied to the chest was found on the dog's torso.

The envelope has been soaked with the blood of the hound corpse. The bright red blood has not had time to dry up, leaving a small patch of dampness.

The old man took down the envelope, opened it and looked at it for a few times, then looked back at Wei Xicai expressionlessly.

At this time, Qiao Runzhi and Dan'er were applying medicine to Wanmoluo. When the ape came in dragging the body of the hound, Wei Xicai noticed——

This is the hunting dog of Lingwei Villa.

Each of the hounds specially trained by Lingwei Villa has the logo of Lingwei Villa branded on the body with a branding iron on each hind leg.

Wei Xicai walked to the strange old man silently, reached out and took the letter in his hand.

The corner of the letter has been stained red with dog blood. The bright red blood has not yet solidified, and there is a bloody smell of rust.

Wei Xicai found an excuse to go out, sat down on a big rock, and looked through the sunlight coming from the mist on the cliff.

"My dear cousin, are you okay in the Lost Valley? I know you are not dead. Are you surprised? Don't ask me why I know, because there has always been a deep connection between you and me. I can feel it.

Got you alive.

I will never give up. You are the one I love most in my life. As long as you are still alive, I will one day enter the Lost Valley and find you.

I miss you very much, and the owner of the village misses you too. We can forgive you for being young and ignorant, but we hope you can come back to us and become a loving family.

If you come back to marry me, I can guarantee you that I will let that annoying woman go. No one from Lingwei Villa, Ten Thousand Poison Sect, or any other faction in the world will look for her again.

Her trouble.

Of course, if she can live safely.

I will always wait for you.

——Cousin Zhao Ziqin"

Connection.... Wei Xicai's hands began to tremble unconsciously, and a deeply nauseating feeling spread throughout his chest.

Zhao Ziqin didn't say anything, but Wei Xicai didn't know why, from every moment they got along, to every meal, to every contact, scenes flashed in Wei Xicai's mind.
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He suddenly felt very nauseous, and he vomited as soon as his body tilted, vomiting out everything he had eaten today.

Then Wei Xicai wiped his mouth and looked at the sky with some despair——

He suddenly understood why the closer the group of them got to Lingwei Villa, the easier it was for Zhao Ziqin to catch him.

Wei Xicai couldn't help but think of what Zhao Ziqin said when they were playing together when he didn't know the true identity of his cousin:

"Look at this little rabbit, I know where it has gone!"

"Liar, how can you possibly know where the little rabbit goes!"
To be continued...