Seeing that the old man was so concerned about his internal injuries, Du Yong felt a little ashamed and chuckled: "Old man, my internal injuries have improved a lot. If you treat them again, you should not use two flowers. I will divide them into one, just treat them as compensation. The aristocratic tomb was agreed to be found, but nothing was found."

Grandpa Zhao San was not pretentious and nodded with a smile: "That old man will take advantage of you."

After finishing this topic, Du Yong patted the green ring: "Are you hungry? Why don't you bake it? But it has the effect of aphrodisiac. After taking it, it's very hot, which is unbearable."

Yang Jin was stunned: "Have you eaten?"

Du Yong nodded: "When I was under the slope, I roasted one, which was about the same size as this one."

Grandpa Zhao San widened his eyes and said in surprise: "Have you taken a full one? You are a bride. If you take this bird directly, it is not just aphrodisiac. It's like aphrodisiac. It's like squirting blood all over your body."

Du Yong explained: "It's true that blood was about to squirt all over, but I was very hungry at that time. I didn't think so much, but there was a stream next to me. After I finished eating, I soaked in the water for a long time. The stream was like ice water, so I pushed it over."

Of course Yang Jin would not believe this. He knew that Du Yong should have pushed through with cold force.

Grandpa Zhao San sighed: "It's all my fault that I didn't remind you before. Fortunately, you are lucky that I have ice water next to you."

Du Yong waved his hand quickly: "How can you blame me? Even if you reminded me before, I would still choose to eat because I didn't have any strength at all."

"Take it back to the capital, it can be used as a favor. Qinghuan is a thing that is hard to come by."

Grandpa Zhao San smiled and changed the topic: "It's time for now, let's go down the mountain quickly."

Yang Jin was a little unwilling to accept it and sighed softly: "Do you want to go under the cliff to see the big black snake?"

Mr. Zhao San shook his head: "Although the cliff has a certain height, it should not be able to kill the big black snake, so don't go there. If you encounter any more trouble, it will be more of a loss."

Yang Jin had no choice but to nod, paused, and patted his forehead: "Isn't there another big black snake?"

Du Yong smiled bitterly: "It has been bitten into a skeleton by big ants."

Yang Jin was stunned: "Have you seen it back there?"

Du Yong nodded: "Those ants are as thick as their fingers. When eating, they make very harsh sounds. They are not afraid of venom. Old man, do you know that kind of big ants?"

Grandpa Zhao San thought for a while: "Is it pure black?"

"Yes, it's shiny black."

"I have heard of it before, but I have never seen it. People in the world call them iron-eating ants because they can chew iron bars. I heard that they can be used to soak in wine to cure dampness and cold diseases."

"That's the case, that's not very valuable." Du Yong smiled.

"There are many ways to cure dampness and cold diseases. It is really not worth it to eat iron ants to soak wine."

Grandpa Zhao San nodded, paused, and said, "But I also heard that some people collect iron-eating ants to force confessions, so there is still some market."

Yang Jin joked: "Young Master, you may be able to use it when you work in Dali Temple!"

"Let's talk about it later!"

Du Yong curled his lips and suddenly remembered another thing, and took out the bronze medal from his clothes: "The Soul-Destroying Sect's brand was found in the pile of skeletons, only this one was found."

Grandpa Zhao San took it and stared at the figure in the charlatan robe on the back for a long time, with a serious expression.

Du Yong and Yang Jin were very curious: "Old man? Are there any problems?"

Master Zhao San said in a deep voice: "I believe you all have heard that the eight ancient evil branches are the same ancestor, right?"

Du Yong nodded. He had indeed heard it. It seemed that Liang He said that the ancestor was a tomb robber.

Master Zhao San pointed to the figure in the charlatan robe on the sign: "This person should be the ancestor."

"No?"

Yang Jin was surprised and asked: "Mr., what basis do you have?"
Chapter completed!