Yang Ruxin raised her hand to shield her eyes.
Xiaohei quickly ca to a stop in front of Yang Ruxin, then settled down, with Aguda calling out.
Just as Yang Ruxin was about to say sothing, she felt another dark shadow rushing towards her, but it seed it couldn’t brake in ti...
"Xinxin..." Gu Qingheng was startled, he reached out and scooped up Yang Ruxin and leaped aside.
However, at the sa ti, Xiaohei, who had originally landed, suddenly rushed up and caught his son with a claw just as Xiaohei was about to hit the ground, then threw him to the side, offsetting the montum.
The little one then rolled on the ground.
Xiaohei then went forward and pecked Xiaohei on the head.
The following Heihei did not step forward though, seemingly uninterested in ddling with a man disciplining his son.
Xiaohei drooped his little head, seeming to realize his mistake, and after Xiaohei slapped him with a wing, he hurriedly jumped in front of Yang Ruxin and rubbed his little head against her leg.
"It’s okay now." Yang Ruxin patted his little head.
Xiaohei seed to know that Yang Ruxin had forgiven him and flew up happily.
Xiaohei then ca forward with deliberate steps and raised a paw.
Yang Ruxin quickly squatted down to untie the leather pouch bound to the paw, then turned and entered the tent.
Qi Jingyi watched, dumbfounded, feeling quite envious – he didn’t ask for much, just wished for a creature like Hai Dongqing.
However, Li Mingyin didn’t think much of it; after all, these animals are very intelligent. She had once raised a parrot, which was also very human-like. Yang Ruxin was rely lucky to have trained a Hai Dongqing, that’s all.
Inside the tent, Yang Ruxin couldn’t wait to open the leather pouch, inside which were four small porcelain bottles and a letter.
The letter was written by Dao Xuzi, but it seed to have been dictated by Tang Wanqian. In short, old man Tang had examined the Poisonous Insect, which was the commonly seen Mind Control Poisonous Insect. As the na suggests, if the insect remained inside Gu Qingheng, his mind would be controlled by others.
Seeing this, Yang Ruxin frowned slightly, it seems the opponent’s plan is not small.
"Xinxin, what’s wrong?" Gu Qingheng couldn’t help but ask.
Yang Ruxin shook her head, then continued reading. Below, based on Yang Ruxin’s description, Tang Wanqian deduced that the transmissible type was the Madman Poisonous Insect, which could drive people insane, causing them to bite others, and these insects were extrely resilient, feeding on human flesh and blood, and, once a person died, the insects would decompose with the body into blood fluid... However, such insects were actually not difficult to clear out of the body; a very common substance could do the job, which was boy’s urine.
"Xinxin, is there a way to counter those insects?" From Yang Ruxin’s expression, Gu Qingheng already knew the answer.
Yang Ruxin nodded and passed the letter to Gu Qingheng.
Gu Qingheng glanced at the letter, his lips twitching involuntarily, suddenly feeling sympathy for those quarantined people who, having already suffered, had to endure yet another ordeal: the rather unsavory business of drinking urine.
But, even though it sounded disgusting, at this ti, boy’s urine was indeed very rare. Why? Because of the war. Most of the common people had fled, and many had died, so finding boys under ten was truly not easy.
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