But it was a little late. Wang Yu had already pulled the white cloth open and completely pulled the white cloth on the bed.

A very young flat-headed boy was lying on the bed, but his face was very pale and the corners of his mouth were blue. Li Mubai's hands were placed on his already stiff thighs. The corners of the boy's mouth were strangely raised, and his whole body was covered with dark purple marks.

Li Mubai looked at the boy in amazement. Because of death, the boy's muscles all over his body contracted. Because of the atrophy of the gums, his teeth were slightly raised. His face was strange, blue-white, indescribable.

Suddenly, the boy opened his eyes, his eyes were empty and unconscious, and he lost his focal length, but turned to Li Mubai, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes immediately.

"Mu Bai, save me, Mu Bai, save me!"

Zhou Xianyang's painful roar came from Li Mubai's mind, but strangely, there was no severe pain in Zhou Xianyang's head.

Bai Han suddenly walked up and sighed softly.

When Wang Yu saw his late son suddenly opened his eyes, he was also startled and immediately reached out to touch his forehead. However, Zhou Xianyang's eyes were still not closed, but stared at Li Mubai directly.

"Son, please feel at ease."

Wang Yu stroked it down again, but his eyes still did not close.

Bai Han walked to the bed, looked at Zhou Xianyang lying on the bed, and said coldly:

"What's the use of finding him? He's going to die. Although you're trapped now, I'll find a way to save you. If you can't hurry up, just close your eyes."

After saying that, Bai Han stretched out his hand and stroked it from Zhou Xianyang's forehead. This time, Zhou Xianyang closed his eyes and then covered his body with the white cloth again.

"Walk!"

Bai Han reached out and grabbed Li Mubai and was about to walk out of the room. Li Mubai's legs could no longer be controlled. He left the bungalow under Bai Han's pull.

"Do you want to die?"

Before Li Mubai could recover, he heard Bai Han's cold snorting, his voice was so cold that it made him shudder.

"It was the aunt who pulled me in, and the person inside was my brother, so what if I went to take a look? I wondered how you appeared here?"

After Li Mubai recovered from his senses, he panted and asked with the ancient locust tree next to him.

Bai Han pulled Li Mubai away with expressionless face and said in a deep voice:

"The locust tree is in the shade and is easy to attract ghosts. Do you still dare to lean up?"

"How come you are here? You also know that Xianyang's death is strange?"

Li Mubai put his hands in his jeans pockets, then looked at the place where the white tent was located, and asked.

"I came here after being instructed by someone. Don't worry about his affairs, don't come here either. Go home. After all, I have met you once, and it's too ugly to die."

After saying that, Bai Han pressed the cap on his head and turned around and left.

"Hey, wait, do you know any insider information? Tell me that Xianyang and I are good brothers. If you don't tell me, I will check it myself."

Li Mubai looked at the mysterious young man coldly and felt very uncomfortable, but his hands suddenly became a little cold. He raised his hand and found that a dark purple cloud-like trace appeared in the palm of his hand. These marks were exactly the same as those marks on Zhou Xianyang's body.

"You go check? Do you want to kill your life?"

Bai Han turned his head, took off his hat, and stared at Li Mubai with an extremely calm expression.

It was daytime, and Li Mubai could finally see his whole picture clearly. Bai Han's appearance really matched his name. His face was very white and not like a human. His hair was cut very short, especially the hair on both sides was almost against the scalp, and the hair in front was also very short, which looked as if it was sunny and feminine. It was indescribable. His eyes were big, as if there was a magical attraction. His nose was very high and straight, his lips were slightly raised, and very thin.

"Are you poisoned by corpse?"

Seeing Li Mubai lifting his palm, Bai Han sneered.

"Corpse poison? How could it be corpse poison? Xianyang died yesterday, and corpse poison can only be produced under certain conditions."

Li Mubai was slightly surprised and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"If you don't want to die, go back and pierce the palm of your hand with a needle, and then soak it in glutinous rice water until all the toxins in your palm are pulled out by glutinous rice. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles. Remember, I still have something to do, so take a step first. If you see you appear here again, don't blame me for being polite!"

Bai Han put on the baseball cap again and turned around and left.

Li Mubai did not dare to neglect and quickly went to his grandmother's house. His grandmother had been waiting at home for a long time. As soon as Li Mubai came in, he spoke quickly: "Grandma, help me prepare glutinous rice water."

"Glutinous rice water?"

Grandma stood up, reached out and grabbed Li Mubai's hand. She was startled when she saw the dark purple marks on his palm. Then she picked up his palm and put it between her nose and smelled it. She spoke in shock: "You little brat, I told you not to get close to him, you have touched him!"

Li Mubai looked at his grandmother in surprise. Before he could speak, his grandmother got into the kitchen. Li Mubai returned to his grandmother's room and began to look for a sewing box.

After a while, my grandmother brought a basin of milky white rice water, Li Mubai pierced his palm, and then placed it in a basin.

The milky white rice water immediately bubbling, just like boiling water boiling. Li Mubai gritted his teeth, and a piercing pain came from his palm, which made him so much that he had to take his palm away.

"Put it in. If these corpse poisons are not pulled out, you will become a living zombie. Do you want to become a living zombie or want to temporarily endure this temporary pain?"

Grandma's voice became extremely serious, and she had never been strict before. Li Mubai had to grit his teeth and put his hands in the rice water.

However, Li Mubai still recalled Zhou Xianyang's words in his mind. He was obviously unhappy in his death. What was hidden in the ancient temple in the back mountain? Why couldn't he feel Zhou Xianyang's soul? He knew his own physique very well.

It was not until the basin of rice water turned black and his grandmother changed several more pots, the color of the rice water never changed again, and his palms returned to their original whiteness, that his grandmother breathed a sigh of relief.

"When things have come to this point, some things need to be told to you, otherwise, you will not be without any precautions when encountering those things in the future."

Grandma sat next to Li Mubai and patted him on the shoulder, looking very unnatural.

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