When we returned to the Demon King's Palace, the sky had completely darkened.
Cang Mo got off the car and went to Gu Teng to check the situation of the poisoned demon clan. Lin Qingyang was left alone in Cangfeng Palace.
He lay bored on the extra-large bed for a while, then couldn't help but get up and wander around the hall. He walked to the black-gold sandalwood bookshelf, looking for a book to read. The books on the shelf were very miscellaneous, mostly ancient books about the history and geography of the monster race, and even some obscure alien texts. In the corner, a few books on the strategies of the human race to govern the country seemed out of place.
Lin Qingyang casually pulled out a book with "The Complete Record of One Hundred Demons" written on the cover. The title of this book looked very familiar. It was the book he read to raise that little wolf cub when he was at Jiuxiao Clan. However, the content was boring and he would fall asleep every time he read two pages.
He opened the book with some emotion. The pages were already a little yellowed. When he turned to the chapter about wolf monsters, familiar handwriting came into view - those were the key points and annotations he drew casually back then. This was the book he read back then.
"Why is this book... with him?"
Lin Qingyang was a little confused. Did he go back to Jiuxiaomen later? He felt an indescribable sourness and complexity in his heart. He closed the book and was about to put it back when his eyes were attracted by a small black iron box on the lower shelf of the bookshelf.
The box was not big, and was made entirely of unknown black metal. Its surface was engraved with complex and antique patterns, and several gemstones were embedded in it. It shone under the light, giving off a mysterious aura.
The box had no lock, and Lin Qingyang's curiosity was immediately aroused, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not good to mess with other people's things, so he turned around and wandered around the hall, playing with the animal head ornaments next to it twice. After a while, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the iron box. Since Cang Mo arranged for him to live here, there must be nothing in this room that he couldn't see.
With this thought in mind, I ran to the bookshelf again, sneakily took out the iron box and put it on the table. I tried to lift the lid, but found that it didn't move at all.
"Weird..." Lin Qingyang frowned and increased the strength on his hands.
The moment he exerted force, the lines on the surface of the iron box suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light!
"Zila--"
A strong electric current instantly coursed through his body along his fingertips. Lin Qingyang screamed, his whole body was thrown back, and he fell to the ground. The iron box also rolled to the ground with a "dong" sound, and the red light flashed twice before returning to silence.
"Hiss... it hurts, it hurts..." Lin Qingyang shook her hand that was numbed by the electric shock, grinning and complaining, "You actually put a ban on it? What kind of treasure is hidden here?"
While muttering, he got up from the ground. He was bending down to pick up the box, but suddenly he felt a chill on his back, and he suddenly looked up at the door.
I saw Cang Mo standing there, holding a food box in his hand, looking at him expressionlessly, followed behind him was an old tree demon with a head of leaves on his head.
The air froze for three seconds.
Lin Qingyang kept bending down to pick up things, and gave a stiff and awkward smile, "Hi... when did you come? Do you walk silently?"
Cang Mo didn't say anything, his eyes swept around him, and finally landed on the iron box on the ground, his brows twitching almost imperceptibly.
"Well... I just saw it fell on the ground and wanted to help pick it up..." Lin Qingyang explained guiltily.
Cang Mo didn't say anything. He walked in and put the food box on the table. Then he came straight to him, took his hand and looked at it. His slender white fingers were a little red from the electricity.
"Are you okay?" Cang Mo asked, his tone not revealing any emotion or anger.
Lin Qingyang felt even more embarrassed now. She quickly pulled her hand back and shook her head. "It's okay."
Cang Mo glanced at him and said nothing. He bent down and picked up the iron box on the ground, wiped the dust on it, and put it back in its place.
"What happened to the poisoned clan leaders?" Lin Qingyang quickly changed the subject in order to ease the embarrassment.
"It's stable." The old tree demon suddenly replied slowly.
"This is Gu Teng, the leader of the Tree Clan." Cang Mo explained.
After saying that, he walked forward and pulled Lin Qingyang to sit down, looked at Gu Teng and said, "Let's get started."
"Start with what?" Lin Qingyang was pinned down on the chair with a puzzled look on her face.
"Let me check it for you." Cang Mo said.
Gu Teng also took two steps forward, and a finger turned into a green vine and stretched out. "Please extend your hand."
"Why are you checking me? I'm fine." Lin Qingyang said with some resistance.
Cang Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at him. "I have to know whether your condition is suitable for going to Shadow Cave. If something happens there, who should I ask for money?"
Lin Qingyang was unable to refute for a moment. She glanced at him helplessly, but still extended her hand in cooperation. Green vines extended from the ancient vine fingers and wrapped around her fair wrist. Then she saw a green light shining on the green vine, which flickered on and off with her breathing.
Gu Teng closed his wrinkled old eyes, and the buds on his fingers trembled slightly, as if he was sensing something.
After a while, the ancient vine slowly retracted its vines, and the green light was extinguished.
"How is it?" Cang Mo asked immediately.
Gu Teng opened his eyes, rolled his cloudy eyes, and said, "This young master's spiritual roots must have been severely damaged and severely damaged, but it seems to have been repaired using some method, so there is barely a trace of spiritual power left. However, if he wants to practice again, I'm afraid it will be impossible."
Cang Mo's face darkened when he heard this, but Lin Qingyang looked calm, obviously knowing his situation very well.
"Apart from the weak spiritual power, it's not a big deal if the body is a little frailer than ordinary people. Just pay attention to taking care of yourself on weekdays." Gu Teng said slowly.
"Thank you." Lin Qingyang smiled and looked at Cang Mo again, "Look, I said it's fine. You can take me to the Shadow Cave now."
Cang Mo lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, nor did he say anything. Lin Qingyang curled her lips in boredom.
After Gu Teng made the diagnosis, he treated Lin Qingyang's sprained foot. The effect was immediate, and then he said goodbye and left.
The Cangfeng Palace became quiet again, and Cang Mo took out the meals from the food box without saying a word and placed them one by one in front of Lin Qingyang.
Lin Qingyang looked at the steamed fish on the plate and several dishes he used to eat, and his expression was stunned.
"Eat." Cang Mo said and put the last soup in front of him.
The milky white fish soup was floating with emerald green chopped green onions, and the fragrance was fragrant. Lin Qingyang's eyes were a little moved, and he lowered his head to take a sip of the soup. The familiar taste spread on the tip of his tongue, making his nose sore, and he quickly drank a few more sips to suppress it.
After being moved, Lin Qingyang suddenly thought of something again, frowned and looked at Cang Mo and said, "So you did those dishes during the day on purpose!"