The ghost wolf also looked at An Luohong with a nervous look on his face, but compared to me, he was even more confused and almost smoked.

"I also said my master Guiyun and Li Gui." I recalled what I said just now, and it seemed that there was no connection with it...

etc!

"Surpriser Bird!" The three of us said in unison, and then laughed out loud.

Vermilion Bird, which is the god among the phoenixes. And this is the phoenix nest, can naturally be interpreted as Vermilion Bird's hometown.

"So, the word ghost represents the Vermilion Bird Li Ghost?" I asked.

"This possibility is not ruled out." An Luohong seemed to have figured out something and smiled happily: "But I believe it is another reason."

"Let me tell me." said the ghost wolf.

"Do you know that in addition to being one of the four great beasts, Suzaku also represents a seven-star constellation?" An Luohong said slowly.

"Stars?" I shook my head with the ghost wolf. We were not interested in the astrology.

An Luohong said as if showing his talent: "The Vermillion Bird, also known as the "Remember Bird", is the southern god in ancient mythology. It can also be said to be a phoenix or a mysterious bird. The Vermillion Bird is one of the four spirits, and like the other three, it comes from the stars and is the general name of the seven southern constellations: Jing, Gui, Liu, Xing, Zhang, Yi, and Zhen. It is associated with it. Zhu is red, like fire, and the south belongs to fire, so it is called a phoenix. It also has the characteristic of heavy body from fire, just like the immortal bird in the west, so it is also called a fire phoenix. And..."

"Stop, stop!" Hearing An Luohong read a long passage like he was memorizing, I quickly paused and said to him: "Even if you are right, what should we do now?"

With one sentence, An Luohong returned to her contemplation.

Indeed, it's just a guess. It doesn't have much impact on what we're going to do next.

Looking at An Luohong not saying a word, only thinking about the problem by himself, I winked at Guilang, squatted down and studied the "wooden stake" on the ground with the word "ghost" engraved.

I don’t have the rich reading experience as much as An Luohong or Yimingjin, and I don’t know as much as they do. After all, I am not a nerd like Master Wuyou. But we have always had our own way, which is to do it yourself.

As the saying goes, no matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, it is a good cat if you can catch a mouse. The same is true for finding a solution. No matter whether it is a professional idea that smart people come up with or an old trick used by stupid people, as long as you can find clues, it is a good one.

I reached out and touched the "wooden stake". The texture of the annual rings clearly reached my fingertips, and the word "ghost" on it seemed to not exist. It could only be seen with my eyes, without any sagging or protruding feeling.

The ghost wolf also took out a knife and gently tentatively around the "wooden stake". Like me, there was no clue.

"Try using Phoenix Blood?" Ghost Wolf raised his head and said to me.

I gently put my head a little bit. The ghost wolf's idea coincided with me. Since this thing cannot be pulled, pushed, turned, and cut, according to past experience, it may be a seal. To unseal, of course, you have to try anything around you that may be related to it.

There is nothing to be embedded here, I am the first to think about it, that is, the Phoenix Blood.

Without saying a word, he took out a bottle of phoenix blood from his backpack and poured it gently onto the "wooden stake".

The bright blood flowed down the lines on the "wooden stakes", and I could almost feel it. My pupils and ghost wolf were almost magnifying, and my four eyes stared at the blood without moving, until they slowly disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

"How could this happen?" Guilang asked in a low voice, breathing a few times. Obviously, he was so nervous that he almost forgot his breathing. Only then did he remember that of course he was panting very hard.

Yes, even if the blood is spilled on the ground, it will not disappear so quickly. It will always take a certain amount of time for the system to brush off some items. Otherwise, the scenes of bloody and corpses on the battlefield will not be so real.

However, these phoenix bloods did disappear like this, leaving no trace.

"Put another bottle and try it." I said to myself, and took another bottle of phoenix blood from my backpack.

"You are so luxurious." The ghost wolf suddenly burst out laughing and said to me: "Do you know how much it costs to sell these phoenix blood to the market? It's just wasted."

Hearing this, I was stunned. Yes, Phoenix Blood is like dragon blood, both of which are high-level rare materials, and they are also indispensable materials for making high-end potions, equipment, and even mechanisms. A bottle of Phoenix Blood can be sold at least for more than 1,000 yuan for a very familiar regular customer. I just casually said it.

"Don't worry," I said, "I have a lot of money!"

Of course, this can only be regarded as self-comfort. No matter how much money is, I can't just pour it out casually. Think about it carefully, I will really feel heartbroken. But there is no way. When I encounter such a thing, I don't care even if I really spend tens of thousands of yuan, because I know that the things we are about to find are likely to be more than this price. Even if it is gambling, it is worth my bet.

If you only see the immediate benefits, then what other benefits can you get?

Soon, I poured the second bottle of phoenix blood onto the "wooden stake". I was almost lying on the ground, my nose rubbed against the ground and stared at the changes in the phoenix blood on the "wooden stake".

It felt that the phoenix blood had gone away if it evaporated before it had time to flow down the "wooden stake".

Damn it, that's a hell!

I took my hair and sat up from the ground. I poured out two bottles of phoenix blood that could be sold at high prices, and I didn't get any reward.

"What are you three doing?" Ye Fantian's voice came from behind. At some point, she had already pulled Shuang Feiyu and walked towards us. The three of them, who had their own worries, didn't notice it at all.

"Wife, are your clothes ready?" An Luohong, who had been in a daze, jumped up as if he was stabbed by a needle, and he was not as good as he had just now.

This kid, I just talked to Guilang, and he didn't seem to hear anything. Now when I heard Ye Fantian's voice, I was so excited. I really don't know how his ears grew, and it seemed that he was only sensitive to Ye Fantian's voice.

"Not yet!" Ye Fantian said, "I asked you to take Zhang Huo Spirit Talisman and ascend me to the pile of Samadhi True Fire."

"What do you want Samadhi True Fire?" I asked curiously as An Luohong started to turn over her backpack and prepare what she wanted for Ye Fantian.

"It's used to burn this piece of clothing." Ye Fantian said, taking out a black robe from his backpack.

We looked at the clothes in Ye Fantian's hand and really didn't know what to say.

I always thought that no matter how bad Ye Fantian’s skills were, they would not be much worse. After all, in women’s clothing, she always demanded that she be perfect. But now it seems that I was wrong.

The robe she held in her hand now was actually more disgusting than the garbage she had pulled out of coal ash. Although it still looked like a robe made of feathers, to be honest, no one would think that it was made of phoenix feathers. Looking at the burnt black feathers, it might be more convincing to say that they were on the crow.

Moreover, the whole piece of clothing is completely asymmetrical in front, back and left and right, with a short front and long back, one sleeve as long as two meters long, while the other looks only half. The messy feathers are spread all over the east and west, and the most failed work is probably like this. "Sister, don't you need to burn it, right?" I said casually: "Actually, it's normal to fail occasionally. I don't often encounter such a situation. Just pay attention next time, there's no need to burn it and destroy the corpse. No one except us will know that you have made such a thing."

"Who said I failed to make it? I have never made such a satisfactory work since I became a tailor." Ye Fantian smiled mysteriously, put the clothes on the ground, pointed at it and said to An Luohong, "Attack this clothes with your Samadhi True Fire."

An Luohong also felt that my words made sense. She held the Samadhi True Fire Talisman in her hand and did not send it out. She said to Ye Fantian with concern: "Wife, actually, I think this dress is pretty good, there is no need to burn it, right?"

"You know what's the matter!" Ye Fantian's face darkened and he said to An Luohong: "If you ask you to burn, you will burn. Why do you do so much nonsense?"

An Luohong could not twist Ye Fantian any more, so he had to throw the Samadhi True Fire Talisman in his hand towards the black robe on the ground.

A strange thing happened, and the imagined scene of destruction did not happen. On the contrary, the flames emitted by the talisman seemed to be attracted by the clothes, surrounding it, burning brighter and brighter than usual, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Your clothes are made of gasoline, why are they burning so vigorously!" I covered my eyes with one hand, but heard Shuang Feiyu suddenly exclaiming a lot.

Opening his eyes again, the garbage robe on the ground was gone, but Shuang Feiyu wore a colorful long skirt.

The front closure is very short, revealing the two smooth, white and slender legs of Frost Fei Feather, which are faintly visible in the skirt. Then they are long dragged to the ground, like the two beautiful feather tails behind the phoenix. The neckline is slanted, revealing a touch of fragrant shoulders. The forearm of the right hand is exposed outside, while the right hand is hidden in the long sleeves. The completely unequal shape has achieved a very good visual impulse effect.

I didn’t expect that such a style would be so beautiful after wearing it. It seems that Ye Fantian’s title of clothing designer is indeed a false reputation.

"Are you beautiful?" Ye Fantian looked at everyone's admiring eyes and said proudly: "If you look at the attributes again, you will know that this dress is definitely not just as beautiful."

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