After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

Although Lin Mao had severed ties with Gong Ningzi for many years, he still couldn't hide his anger when he heard that the people in the capital were spreading rumors about him so shamelessly.

"Those people have lived and worked in peace and contentment for so many years, and the world is peaceful, but they don't know how much effort Gong Ningzi has spent behind it..."

Lin Mao murmured, his expression very gloomy.

But his appearance fell into Chang Xiaoqing's eyes without a trace of reservation.

Gong Ningzi.

Chang Xiaoqing chewed the name carefully in his heart, his face was calm, but his heart was full of fear.

He has been with Lin Mao for many years, so he naturally knows that the relationship between Lin Mao and Gong Ningzi is not unusual.I thought that these two people are both in their twilight years, even if they still have a secret connection, it is impossible for them to meet again.

But now Chang Xiaoqing looked at Lin Mao's appearance, and the jealousy that had been well hidden slowly crawled out like a poisonous snake.

"Master, calm down, your body is just right." Chang Xiaoqing walked to Lin Mao's side, pulled Lin Mao's hand pretending to be casual, and put his fingers on Lin Mao's wrist, "It's better to be calm. Now that there are refugees in a radius of ten miles, it may be difficult to find a doctor."

Lin Mao only felt that Chang Xiaoqing's fingers seemed to be very hot, and it made him feel quite uncomfortable to put them on his body.

"I'm fine."

Lin Mao said.

"I'm afraid it's because I read the notes left by Yun Haisheng that day..."

That's why hallucinations and dreams kept appearing in his mind.

Lin Mao stopped talking suddenly and swallowed the last sentence.

"In short, over the years, I have been plagued by various diseases, but I just suddenly lost my mind, and I am much better than before."

Lin Mao comforted Chang Xiaoqing.

"It's just that the plague thing is really strange."

As soon as his voice fell, Ji Wuming's reply came from his ear.

"Master is right. There are tens of thousands of plagues in this world, but I have never heard of any plague so evil that it can melt people into corpse water for no reason."

"I'm afraid it's Gu." Lin Mao nodded secretly, and said softly, "Or it's poison."

Chang Xiaoqing said: "Whether it's Gu or poison, you can kill so many people in such a short period of time, and it actually caused the imperial city to be in turmoil and the people to flee..."

The man's plan is so great that it is unimaginable.

"We still have to find a way to find out." Lin Mao said, and at this moment, he suddenly noticed something vaguely wrong.

"Wait, what about Jia Ruo?"

Lin Mao asked suddenly.

Since Nagaruo's breath became weak, Lin Mao often ignored him uncontrollably.At this time, after talking to each other for a while, he thought of the wriggling pieces of flesh in his dream from the symptoms of the plague, and then thought of the Moluo monk, and then suddenly realized that he had been awake for so long, and he didn’t even wake up. Saw Gaara in the room.

After hearing his words, Chang Xiaoqing and Ji Wuming looked towards the corner together.

I saw a dusty bedding lying across the corner of the wall. Judging from the shape, there was a person wrapped in the bedding.

"there."

Ji Wuming said.

And Chang Xiaoqing turned her head silently.

"What's going on here?"

Lin Mao was shocked, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to hear the question and answer between Ji Wuming and Chang Xiaoqing before he woke up.What did they say back then... to kill Jia Ruo?

"You didn't do anything to him, did you?!" Lin Mao asked in horror.

Ji Wuming waved his hands quickly.

Ji Wuming said: "No, Master, didn't you suddenly faint? The younger brother fought with the monk, and then for some reason, the monk gradually fell asleep and became less awake. I don't know what happened. question."

"Cough cough cough... that monster is too weak."

Facing Lin Mao's gaze, Chang Xiaoqing responded dryly.

Had a fight with Chang Xiaoqing?Then fell asleep?

Lin Mao already had a bad premonition in his heart, so he hurried to the corner to visit Nagaruo.

Nagaruo was really in a coma, his face was set off by the dusty cloth, showing a deadly grayness.

Lin Mao touched Jiaruo frightenedly, but what he touched was as cold as death.

"Gara!"

Lin Mao's expression changed, he lifted the blanket and pressed on Jia Ruo's chest, only to find that Jia Ruo's heartbeat had stopped.

"How is this going?"

Lin Mao said in surprise.

Chang Xiaoqing and Ji Wuming came in response, and after touching and inspecting Jia Ruo, the three of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

"No, didn't this monk accompany us downstairs to check the people around him a few hours ago?"

Ji Wuming was surprised.

"Is it possible to die here?"

Chang Xiaoqing didn't say a word, his eyes fixed on Jia Ruo's chest—but no matter how he looked at it, there was no slight ups and downs.

Lin Mao watched Jia Ruo's motionless appearance, and it would be a lie to say that he was not panicked, but it was probably because it was so unexpected that he didn't feel any sense of reality now.

"I always feel that Jiaruo..."

Lin Mao half-kneeled beside Jia Ruo, and reached out to Jia Ruo in an attempt to investigate without giving up.

But at this moment, whether it was because of Lin Mao's voice or something else, the dead Jia Ruo suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at Lin Mao.

Then Lin Mao felt a sharp pain in both wrists - Jia Ruo made a sudden move and grabbed Lin Mao tightly.

At this moment, his pupils were as bright as will-o'-the-wisps, dilated very wide, with scarlet irises inlaid on the edges.

Lin Mao could even see himself reflected in Jia Ruo's eyes, with a terrified face.

But what echoed in his ears was the weird language from Jia Ruo's mouth.

【"My bright moon..."】

For a moment, Lin Mao felt a strong sense of trance.

It seemed that he had never really woken up, but was deeply trapped in a weird dream.

Why would Jiaruo call herself in the language of the dream?

Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on Lin Mao's back.

"Let go of Master!"

"What's going on here?"

It was too late to say that, Chang Xiaoqing and Ji Wuming watched Jia Ruo violently grabbed Lin Mao, and stepped forward in an instant to separate the two.

Unexpectedly, before they could make a move, Jia Ruo softened and fell asleep again.

"Master, are you okay?"

Chang Xiaoqing ignored Jia Ruo, stepped forward and carefully held Lin Mao's wrist.

In just a short moment, Jia Ruo had already pinched Lin Mao's wrist with two black and blue finger marks, lining his snow-white wrist, it looked particularly frightening.

When Chang Xiaoqing saw the two bruises, the muscles on his face twisted instantly, and his heart ached.

But Lin Mao seemed a little distracted, he passed Chang Xiaoqing, looked straight at Jia Ruo, and murmured, "You two, did you hear what he said just now?"

"What did you say? Didn't he just mutter a few words?"

Ji Wuming frowned and replied.

Lin Mao went to see Chang Xiaoqing again, and Chang Xiaoqing became very irritable when he mentioned Jia Ruo in front of him.

"It's just a few nonsense words, but I really didn't hear what he was talking about. Master, does your wrist hurt? Let me help you with some medicine..."

He dragged Lin Mao to apply the medicine, but Lin Mao's gaze remained on Jia Ruo.

And Ji Wuming had already started to check Jia Ruo's body when Chang Xiaoqing was helping Lin Mao with the medicine.

After a long while, he raised his head to look at the master and his junior with a puzzled expression, and said, "This monk... his heartbeat is so slow. It's no wonder that the master thought he was dead before. I'll just say Chang Xiaoqing, your martial arts are not as good as his. Between brothers and sisters, how can one slap someone to death hahaha..."

Lin Mao had told him before that Jia Ruo was not very human, but seeing Ji Wuming's expression now, Lin Mao knew that the other party might have really accepted the reality at this time.

After another hour or so, Jia Ruo finally woke up completely leisurely.

At this time, Lin Mao also noticed something about him - it seemed that after this sleep, the aura on Jia Ruo's body became thinner.

He also became more taciturn and quieter.

Lin Mao couldn't help asking him about that weird language, but Jia Ruo could only shake his head.

"I do not remember."

Jia Ruo said in a voice that did not fluctuate.