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

Chang Xiaoqing's complexion was even more gray and ugly than that of the dead unknown old man.

He didn't wait for the young man to finish a complete sentence, he had already moved to the side of the young man, his fingers like iron hoops were firmly stuck on the young man's neck.

"Where's the nameless old man?"

Chang Xiaoqing asked hoarsely, staring straight at the young man pinched by him, the muscles on his face twitched unconsciously.The previous clarity has long since faded away, and the madness in his eyes has grown stronger, apparently half-mad due to fear.

"Ho ho... um..."

The young man struggled, and a series of indistinguishable voices came out of his throat. Chang Xiaoqing pinched his white face into purple in an instant. head.

Seeing that there was another dead person in the shabby hut, Chang Xiaoqing's gaze inadvertently landed on the body of the unknown old man again, and he suddenly let go.The young man's body suddenly went limp, and he fell to the ground with a plop. He covered his face and let out a shocking cough.

But Chang Xiaoqing seemed to be completely unaware of what he had just done, and went straight to the young man, and walked up to the corpse of the unknown old man on his knees like a puppet.

"You save my master..."

The white-haired man said to the old man's body in a trance. The already ragged clothes on his body had been stained dark red by Lin Mao's blood, and the sword wound he had drawn on his arm before was also true. The gas flowed out like a spring, and the blood flowed down the dirty cuffs, condensed into intermittent blood lines and fell on the rammed earth.

The unknown old man was lying on the bed, his eyes were closed tightly, and he remained motionless.

Chang Xiaoqing's pupils suddenly shrank like needlepoints, and the whites of the eyes were bloodshot.

"You have to save him, you have to save my master—"

He spoke incoherently, two lines of thin red tears of blood flowed from his dry eye sockets, he still regarded the old man as a living person in his madness, when he saw the old man responding, his expression was frantic, he raised one hand high, and he was about to go The old man patted his chest:

"What are you going to do?!"

The young man raised his head at this moment, and when he saw this scene, he screamed hoarsely.The originally weak and weak person jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards Chang Xiaoqing regardless of his body.

I'm afraid it's just a coincidence. It stands to reason that with Chang Xiaoqing's skills, even experts such as the Qiao family's secret guards can't get close to him. However, the timing of this young man's pounce is very ingenious, and he just escaped from Chang Xiaoqing's empty door. Come over and hug him on the arm.

Because he was worried about Lin Mao who was dying, Chang Xiaoqing froze immediately after hanging a man on his arm.

And taking advantage of this fleeting opportunity, the young man yelled at the top of his voice before being slapped away by Chang Xiaoqing's palm: "I can also be medical—"

Before he could finish speaking, Chang Xiaoqing's expression froze, he stretched out his long arms, grabbed the young man who had already flown into the air, and grabbed him again.

"You know medicine?"

Chang Xiaoqing looked at the young man with blood-red eyes and asked.

The back collar of the young man was caught in Chang Xiaoqing's hands, a pair of Chang Xiaoqing's eyes quickly avoided his eyes as if he was afraid, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"I, I, I actually understand a little--" Before he finished speaking, he saw Chang Xiaoqing's expression change, and his face suddenly became paler, and he quickly changed his words, "I actually understand my uncle's medical skills." Learned pretty well."

After finishing speaking, his wandering eyes accidentally fell on Lin Mao's face in Chang Xiaoqing's arms.

Lin Mao had already passed out at this time, his blood-discolored face was as white as silk paper, a line of dark red blood at the corner of his lips snaked along his chin and trickled down to his collar, his breathing was so weak that it was almost undetectable, but even That's it, he is still so beautiful that people can't help but look at it for a while.

The young man was stunned for a very brief moment, two blushes popped up on his face, he suddenly changed his previous weak and weak appearance, jumped up vigorously, pointed at Chang Xiaoqing and said: "Oh, in Nong's arms This person, if you don't save him, he's really going to die... Hurry up and let him go."

The young man originally pointed to the thin wooden bed in the corner, but he glanced at it and saw the nameless old man lying on the bed quietly.Seeing that Chang Xiaoqing was about to pull the old man's body up, the young man quickly called him back with a loud voice, pointing his fingertips at the coffin in the middle of the room.

"Wait... wait, let him lie here!"

Chang Xiaoqing stared at the empty coffin, and didn't know what to think of, the aura on her body suddenly became more terrifying than before.

The young man quietly moved back two steps, and hurriedly said again: "The coffin, the coffin can gather souls and avoid ghosts... that person's breath has already dissipated, and only by entering the coffin can there be a glimmer of life."

After hearing this, Chang Xiaoqing didn't hesitate, tore off her outer robe and put a cushion on the bottom of the airy thin coffin, and carefully placed Lin Mao in the coffin with her upper body naked.

Looking at the bloody old clothes under Lin Mao's body, the young man raised his brows, and a dark look appeared on his face.Fortunately, Chang Xiaoqing never saw this.Then he half-kneeled beside the coffin, and tapped around Lin Mao's wound a few times, sealing several big holes, and most of the bleeding from that horrible wound stopped immediately.

If it is said that the young man still looked a bit unreliable before, and judging by his ability to tap acupuncture points to stop the bleeding at this moment, then the statement "I actually learned it quite well" is not entirely a boast.Seeing that the blood had stopped, the young man stretched out his hand tremblingly to rest on Lin Mao's wrist, but after a while, he felt a slight beating faintly - and even this pulse was also detected. gradually weakened.

Beads of sweat on the young man's forehead became more and more dense. Chang Xiaoqing sat opposite him across the coffin, with a half-human, half-ghost face on his face, and his eyes never moved away from Lin Mao for a moment... that extremely obsessed look , looking at it makes people feel frightened.

"This patient is seriously injured...it's really... not very good..."

After a while, the young man raised his head, stared at Chang Xiaoqing and said in embarrassment.

The muscles of Chang Xiaoqing's whole body trembled slightly after these words fell, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, he lost all life, and looked more and more like a ghost than a human.

"He'll survive."

He said quietly, with an ominous smell of blood in his hoarse voice.

The young man's eyes flickered, and after a moment of silence, he spoke again: "Yes, if you really want to save him, there is a way to save him. It's just..."

"Just what?!"

"Just want to ask, what is your relationship with him?"

The young man glanced over the wounds on Chang Xiaoqing intentionally or unintentionally, and then asked.

"It's my master."

Chang Xiaoqing immediately replied.

The young man took the opportunity to look at Lin Mao in the coffin a few more times. The man was slender, and he was obviously still a young boy.

"Your master? But he is clearly..." The young man looked suspicious and did not believe Chang Xiaoqing's words.

"He is my master."

Chang Xiaoqing repeated it firmly.

The young man choked up, paused for a moment, and then said: "You... your master is afraid that the womb is weak and the yang breath is weak, and now he is seriously injured and has lost a lot of blood. Even if my uncle and grandpa are still alive, he is afraid. I want the medicine stone to die without a doctor. Fortunately, I once got a folk prescription from the Miao people, which has the curative effect of the living dead to cure the bones, which happens to be the right symptom for you, the 'Master'. It's just..."

"Just what?!"

Chang Xiaoqing's joints turned white, and his voice was cold and harsh.

"It's just that this recipe needs the blood of a young man," the young man said in a young voice, "the blood of a young man who has not broken his body and is full of yang energy is the best. It can be fed to him after being concocted with a secret medicine, which can replenish his yang energy." , gathering his heart and soul, coagulating the blood and nourishing the veins... However, this folk prescription requires a large amount of male yang blood, if it is not done well, the man whose blood was taken may die."

After finishing speaking, the young man covered his face with one hand, and tried to cover it up by adding: "...Like me, I broke my body earlier, and my blood is useless."

Chang Xiaoqing didn't pay any attention to the young man's evasion, just as the man expected, he immediately stretched out his arm, exposing the bulging blood vessels under the skin to the man's eyes.

"My blood can be used."

He said, as if he didn't hear the young man deliberately mentioning that the blood collector might die due to excessive blood loss.

Hearing Chang Xiaoqing's answer, the young man's mouth, which was covered under his palm, suddenly revealed a smile.