City: At the beginning, I saw the black history of school flowers

Chapter 569
"Uncle Three."

Lin Muzhi called Lin Guosheng:

"Let Lin Xian try it, maybe it will work."

The rest of the Lin family also nodded. Now that Mr. Lin is dying, he is not afraid to give it a try.

"Lin Xian, if you have a way, go ahead and try it. If it doesn't work, it's okay, we won't blame you."

Lin Xian nodded, but secretly said in his heart:
"I will do my best, if not, I will."

Lin Xian looked at the sky outside, it was just dawn, and the time seemed to be just right.

"Trouble, all of you go out, call Lin Xin in for me, Muzhi, you stay here too."

"Help me prepare seven oil lamps and a pack of silver needles. Remember, the silver needles must be pure silver."

The Lin family immediately went to prepare for Lin Xian, and Lin Xin was also called here, she just woke up still in a daze.

But when she saw Mr. Lin lying on the bed, she burst into tears.

"Grandpa Lin."

Lin Xin has a lot of affection for Mr. Lin, and Mr. Lin is like his own grandfather.

Lin Xian was not in the room, but sitting outside the room, constantly adjusting his mentality.

"Little brother."

Mr. Lin's personal doctor, Dr. Liu, sat beside Lin Xian and handed him a bottle of water.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, I've done everything I can do, after that, it's up to you, don't put too much pressure on me."

"Life and death are human nature. We cannot control life and death. All we can do is try our best to avoid death."

Lin Xian nodded. He couldn't guarantee that this method would be successful, and even this method might be punished by God.

Lin Xian was also beating drums in his heart. This was the first time he used this method, and it depended on the loyalty of the Lin family.

At this time, the Lin family has fallen into a state of solemnity, and the children have all been driven back to their own yard.

The women were all in their own homes, praying for Mr. Lin.Only the men were still waiting outside the yard.

"It's almost time."

Lin Xian walked into the room and looked at Lin Muzhi and Lin Xin in the room.

"Are you two ready?"

Lin Xian's gaze was very solemn, and the two of them nodded solemnly.

Lin Xian closed the door, and then began to prepare for the ceremony. This time, he was going to combine medical skills with divination.

Lin Xian placed the seven oil lamps in the seven corners of the house, and then let Lin Muzhi stand in the eighth corner.

Lin Xian lit the oil lamp with a match, and the oil lamp gave off a faint light, and the illuminated face was even more solemn and terrifying.

Lin Xian picked up a long sword and began to swing it around the room, chanting words that Lin Xin and Lin Muzhi couldn't understand.

Lin Xian pointed to the door and said:

"Xiao Xin, you go and stand at the door, remember, you must not let the door open."

Then Lin Xian continued to swing the long sword, and at the same time, the sky outside was covered with dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

It's hard to imagine that this time, this season will be like this, and everyone's heart is covered with a layer of haze.

Lin Xian bit his own finger and dripped it on the sword, with a serious expression on his face.

"This method is to extend the life of the seven stars of Ji Han Prime Minister Zhuge Kongming, and borrow another ten years of life from the sky."

"However, whether the ten years of life can be borrowed depends on the loyalty of your Lin family, whether it is enough."

Lin Xian roared, and in an instant, all the lights began to flicker, as if they were going to go out soon.

And the door was shaking constantly, if it wasn't for Lin Xin blocking it, the door would have been blown open long ago.

Lin Xian continued to swing the long sword, and a strong wind blew outside, blowing everything in the yard everywhere.

"Lin Xian."

Suddenly, Lin Muju shouted:
"I feel something is wrong, I can't breathe."

"Relax and take a deep breath."

Lin Xian didn't go to Lin Muzhi's side, let alone stop what he was doing.

Lin Muzhi squatted on the ground and began to take a deep breath, while Lin Xian continued to swing the long sword.

Then, Lin Xian put his fingers on Old Master Lin's forehead, and Lin Xian's blood stained Old Master Lin's forehead.

"Mr. Lin, I will ask for it for you in the past ten years. I don't know what will happen after ten years."

After Lin Xian finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground. Lin Xin and Lin Muzhi hurried over when they saw it.

"do not move."

Lin Xian roared:
"If you don't want this effort to be in vain, neither of you will move."

Lin Xian staggered to Mr. Lin's side, and said with a smile:

"Old man, I didn't expect that you are quite tough."

Then Lin Xian took out one needle, one needle stabbed into the forehead of old man Lin, and the second needle pierced into the heart of old man Lin.

The next few needles hit very important acupuncture points on Mr. Lin's body, and there were bloodstains of Lin Xian on these few needles.

"Mr. Lin!"

Lin Xian's nostrils began to bleed, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his breath was very weak.

Lin Xian picked up the long sword again and continued to swing it. With Lin Xian's swing, the wind outside became stronger and weaker at times.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xian knelt on the ground.

At this moment, his eyes and ears were also bleeding with blood.

"Lin Xian, are you okay?"

Lin Muzhi shouted, Lin Xian looked at Lin Muzhi with a dull expression.

This ceremony consumed a lot of Lin Xian's energy, so much so that now Lin Xian can't keep his attention.

"Yes, wood juice."

When Lin Xian saw Lin Muzhi, he immediately stood up, took the long sword, and walked towards Lin Muzhi.

"Lin Xian, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Lin Xian approaching with a sword, Lin Muzhi didn't have any fear in her heart.

Because she has unconditional trust in Lin Xian, she believes that Lin Xian will not harm her.

Lin Xian walked up to Lin Muzhi and said:

"I want your blood, one bowl, one bowl is enough."

Without saying a word, Lin Muzhi bit her finger, Lin Xian took a step back, her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand up.

Lin Xian pestered the ground with his sword, and just watched the blood in the bowl fill up little by little, little by little.

When the bowl was filled with blood, Lin Xian took the bowl of blood and poured it on Mr. Lin's body.

The blood entered Mr. Lin's body from the previous few silver needles, and was slowly absorbed by Mr. Lin.

Lin Xian sat on the ground, before he could make another move, Lin Xian spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Damn, I really don't know how Prime Minister Zhuge did it back then."

Lin Xian said with a wry smile, it's better to practice to gain true knowledge. Knowing so many theories, it's better to do it yourself.

Lin Xian looked at Mr. Lin's body, Lin Xian who was covered in blood, smiled involuntarily.

"Mr. Lin, Lin Xian has done his best. If you still want to see the prosperity of the Lin family, see Mu Zhi, and see Mu Zhi getting married and having children and living a happy life, then come back."

After speaking, Lin Xian closed his eyes, and everything around him fell into silence.

(End of this chapter)