Drinking in the River of Forgetfulness

After Sang Wen raised his head and drank the wine in his hand, he gurgled and smiled at me, "I remember you don't drink." He raised the wine pot and filled the glass for himself.

I slowly and carefully tied the sash around my waist that had been scattered before, straightened my clothes, closed my eyes and rested my mind.

"You look like this, do you have nothing to love in life, or no place to vent your desire?" Sang asked with a sneer, ringing in my ear.

I opened my eyes, and Sang Wen's face, which was exactly the same as mine, was pressed against my ear, and then I saw him open his mouth to speak.

He sprayed me with alcohol.

The peach blossom wine stains smudged into my skin, and I heard Sang Wen sneer, "It's still early to die, don't describe it like this, the night is white, life is not what you want, and death is not what you want. You Hanging like this, half dead, even I don't think much of you."

I stretched out my tongue to lick off the wine stains on my lips, "Everyone has his own life." The implication is that I don't really care if you look down on me, people have already become like this, and more sarcasm is nothing more than that .

He knocked on my knee with the empty cup in his hand, and laughed heartlessly, "Is it possible that the rest of my life will be a lame life?"

I took his words calmly, holding my hand tightly, "Still a cripple destined to die young."

Don't want Sang to sit upright, with a calm voice, "I'm not trying to persuade you, and I'm not polite. But since you love Zhou, you should always do something for him when he is in danger. At least don't give up on yourself, don't let Taotie catch it one more time, otherwise the word "love" will be wasted."

What should be done for him when he is in distress.

"I don't know what I can do for him. He has you all by his side, and I'm just a marginal figure. But where I can do my best, I will naturally do it."

Seeing my brows fluttering, Sang Wen leaned over and handed me a glass of wine, "Wen Jie said you sleep when you're drunk, come on, drink this glass, we'll stay on the boat tonight, we'll discuss it when Wen Jie comes back tomorrow. ,how?"

I took the new brew from Sang Wen's hand and sipped it in one gulp while he was smiling.

Tiredness arrived as expected, my eyelids drooped heavily, and my chaotic mind suddenly calmed down.

It was the evening of the next day, and Wen Jie finally arrived as scheduled, but was seriously injured.

Wen Jie's shoulders, lower abdomen and left legs all had scars that seemed to have been pierced by sharp weapons, and bones were visible in the depths, and a large amount of blood was stained on the skirt of his clothes. He was a man with blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his purple shirt was as deep as ink, so the contrast was sharp.

It was the first time I saw Wen Jie so embarrassed, and in my impression, although the teacher with a cold face looked like a sick scholar, he was very strong, with a cold face and a kind heart, and there was also some cuteness that was not easy to be noticed.

At least the relationship between master and apprentice is still there at the beginning, and it was true that he and I joked every day.

Wen Jie was loyal to Ah Yu, so he treated me well, and because of his loyalty to Ah Yu, he would fight me again, and because of his loyalty to Ah Yu, he suffered a heavy injury this time to protect me.

Sang Wen helped Wen Jie into the boat, my legs were weak, so I could only watch him dryly. I saw him take off the clothes for the dying Wen Jie, cut off the sticky flesh, and wiped the blood from the wound, so I looked at Wen Jie. Robin sucked in a breath.

Sang Wen was calm and calm, and his subordinates were neat and tidy, "It's nothing."

Sang asked to wash off the blood stains, then took a piece of clothing and covered Wen Jie's body, and let the blood flow out without further treatment.

My feet were weak and weak, so I had to lean on the table and rub my body over to pull Wen Jie's hand. The veins were all over my face, and I was bloodless. I couldn't help but wonder, "Why don't you take the medicine?"

Sang asked with a helpless laugh, and took out a sharp dagger from the case cabinet, slashed across Wen Jie's shoulder, aimed at the wound, and bleed out from the wound just closed.The comatose Chinese Jie couldn't help frowning, and I couldn't help shouting, "What are you doing!"

Sang asked to cut Wen Jie's lower abdomen and legs in two places one by one, bleeding out, then raised his head and said to me, "Did you notice any difference in his wound just now?"

Hearing that he didn't say a word, I couldn't help but look carefully at the wound on Wen Jie's shoulder, only then did I realize that there seemed to be thin white streaks covering every mottled blood stain on the big wound, like ice congealed, even seeping through. Hiss white gas.

Seeing me look up again, Sang Wen put down the dagger in his hand, and said out loud, "You also know that Taotie is not an extraordinary person. Although the two of them have ordinary moves, they are fighting spirits in each palm and sword. Taotie never carries weapons. , Whether it is to subdue demons or kill life, it is done with hands."

It turned out that I was ignorant and ignorant. Seeing Wen Jie's wound was deep, I couldn't help hissing.Thinking of Dong Tao Yin who uses his hands as blades, when I was with him yesterday, I didn't expect him to be cruel.

It is rumored that when Taotie bites on something, he will not let go of it, and will cut it sharply, chewing his mouth thoroughly.

Rumao drinks blood and hurts people with his hands, which is really in line with Dong Taoyin's habits.

"For Wen Jie's wound, he had to keep tearing the wound to bleed. Only when the icy fairy energy above dissipated could he start to apply medicine to close his mouth. It's just that the immortal energy will not disappear overnight, and it will take about two more days."

He pointed his fingers at the clothes covering Wenjie's wound, "Fortunately, Wen Jie is not an ordinary mortal, but also a rare genius in the Yasha clan, otherwise, just by any one of the three wounds, he probably wouldn't be able to come to us in time. When we meet, life and death will be separated.”

"Then what can I do to help?" I sighed in my heart, if Wen Jie could survive this, he would really be a tough guy.

Sang asked clapping his hands, "You?"

I nodded.

Unexpectedly, his face paled, "You really have nothing to help. One is that you are a cripple. Two, if you can't control the Buddha energy in your body, how can you save others?"

I looked embarrassed and a little guilty.

Sang Wen coughed, and suddenly said in a solemn voice, "Right now it's probably impossible for you to meet Zhou again as you wished, his memory is disordered now, sometimes he remembers, sometimes he can't remember, if you turn around, I'm afraid he'll let you know rush."

I sigh and nod, I know, I understand.In the lamplight, under heavy light and shadow, Wen Jie's face was translucent white, like a thin fetal jade, his jaw in a coma was still sharp and indifferent, exactly like the cold-faced scholar when we first met.

Sang Wen's complexion was not quite right, I knelt on the case, "Mr. Sang seems to have something in his words?"

He took the towel and wiped Wen Jie's blood again, "This day is about to start spring, you must know that even though Zhou and you can't see each other again, the half of the blood at the end of this month is still to be collected as agreed."

"I know, when spring begins, everything grows. My little bluegrass can also stretch out its leaves for a day. It only takes half a cup of blood, and the pain will go away. Only when the pain is deep, can you know it, Mr. Sang, right?" ? In the days before, although I felt unsatisfactory, now I think about it, but I feel comfortable."

Wen Jie finally groaned in pain, Sang Wen tucked up his clothes for him, then turned around, "Well said, Xi Bai, please remember, maybe I won't see you again in the future."

I squeezed my legs, which had lost all feeling, "I'm a cripple now, and you probably have to carry me to get blood at that time."

"That's natural."

"There is also a fat wolf cub that looks like a pig. It has a cute name called Baidang, please don't take it back to the West Sea, Mr. Sang, and let it chat with me to pass the rest of the time, how about it? . "

"As you like." Sang asked without looking up.

I lowered my head and said nothing, and suddenly my heart felt empty when I said such a big word, and I remembered what I said for a moment, such as explaining what happened after the death.

"Tomorrow I'll take you to see the boat." Sang Wen suddenly spoke, with no emotion in his voice.

I raised my eyes and glanced at him, the lights were on and off, Sang Wen once again took the dagger in his hand and cut through Wen Jie's wound to let out blood, the bright red was dripping down, his face was focused and enchanting, which I will never compare to today or in the future.

For two days in a row, Sang Wen continued to devote himself to the sword gesture, tirelessly, and he really had the momentum not to stop Wen Jie's blood.I, on the other hand, acted like a cripple to nourish my mind and mind, while waiting for when he would take me to see Lou Xi again.

Until Sang Wen handed me a bowl of still warm blood.

I took it blankly, and he said briskly, "Wen Jie will probably wake up tonight. Xibai, here, drink it, it will be good for you, don't waste it."

I stared at the bright red in the porcelain bowl in my hand, and the thick rust gas rushed towards my face.Tsk tsk, this fairy blood may not be so fragrant or different in appearance.

Sangwen saw that I was stunned, and explained seriously, "Wen Jie's precious blood can heal human flesh and bones. Although it can't cure the pain of dragon blood on your leg, it can at least make you stand up again and go on for such a period of time." .”

I raised my eyes to look at Wen Jie who was quietly and unconsciously on the small couch beside me, and said in a low voice, "You are very smart, you bled him, and at the same time secretly filled the blood to heal me."

Sang Wen smiled coquettishly, like a woman with an extraordinarily seductive look, and raised her finger again, "Of course I'm a hundred and one hundred clever, and you quickly drank this precious blood, but it's rare for me to collect it from Wen Jie's wound."

"I'd rather be a cripple all the time. Besides, the pain is only temporary, and it's not like I haven't had pain before." I put the bowl of blood on the table, with a look of disgust on my face, and told me to drink raw blood. It's better to let Wen Jie shoot me again Drooling all over his face.

Sang asked but refused, "Then do you still want to see Zhou? Do you want to save him?"

I nodded without thinking, "That's natural."

Sang Wen pushed the blood bowl over again, "Then drink it."

I pushed it an inch further, "Don't drink."

Sang Wenge came over and tapped my forehead with his fingers, "If you don't drink it, it will hurt you to death." When did he learn to love me so much?

I pushed me down in front of him again, "I'd rather die from pain, or you can drink it for me."

Sang Wen picked up the bowl again, stood up and sighed, "Then I'll pour it down, you don't want to see the boat anyway."

I quickly grabbed Sang and asked, "What?"

Sang Wen turned around and said helplessly, "You have to stand up and look at the boat. If you don't drink, then you don't want to go. I don't want to carry you all the time. I have pity on my skin and tender flesh."

I quickly snatched the blood bowl from Sang Wen's hand with quick eyesight, swallowed my saliva resolutely, raised my neck and gulped it down as poison.

The salty smell choked his throat, and there was even blood congealed into balls at the bottom of the bowl, like a mouthful of old phlegm that was about to be spit out, and someone swallowed it alive. This made his grandma really disgusted.

I put down the bowl and wiped the blood from my lips, "When are we leaving?"

Sang asked with a smile on his face, and sat down again with his hand clapped, "Wait a moment, we can start when you feel your legs and feet."

Wen Jie's precious blood really has a miraculous effect, and after only one incense stick, I began to feel sensations in my legs, and then it became numb and hot.

Seeing this, Sang Wen, who was originally humming a ditty, stood up and smoothed his clothes, with a melodious voice, "Are you conscious? If that's the case, then let's go."

He ordered the boy on the boat to take care of Wen Jie, and he helped me into the carriage at the ferry.It turned out that Sang Wen was the old fox. He had been calculating all along, and he even took all my actions into account.

The carriage bumped, and when I got off the carriage, it was still the Bieyuan Manor that Lou Xi brought me to.

The two of them didn't enter through the main entrance, but sneaked up to the wall of the courtyard where I used to live. My legs and feet were inconvenient, and I pedaled very slowly.

I finally stepped up, and I got my wish to see Lou Xi who I hadn't seen for a few days.

He seemed to be boneless, leaning lazily on the rocking chair in the yard, his chin was stubbled, his eyes were in a trance, and his magnificent purple clothes were bright and flamboyant. He was dressed eye-catching as always, but no one would look at him.Lou Xi held in his arms Bai Dang who hadn't seen him for a few days but was much thicker. Bai Dang was still eating and lazy, and his four claws lay on Lou Xi's body, his fur was so smooth and smooth.

Lou Xi kept chanting words, but the shape of his mouth was very similar to chanting the word "Xiaobai".

Sang asked softly next to me, "Now he can't distinguish reality at all in his mind, and his memory is completely confused. Even if you go down, he may not be able to recognize you."

I didn't believe it, so I kicked off the wall again, ran back to the front door and rushed in, half-limped, giggling, and stepped into the yard where I lived in the first half month, and yelled at the purple-clothed beauty on the recliner , "Ah Xi."

Bai Dang jumped off Lou Xi with a "wow", and ran to me to rub his trousers with his paws, but Lou Xi frowned, turned his head belatedly, and looked at me with a puzzled expression, "Are you ?”

In an instant, I felt the stench of swallowing the bowl of blood rushing up my throat again, choking me so much that I couldn't even say a word, regretting in my heart, I should have listened to Sang's question a long time ago.

Lou Xi had already stood up, "What are you here for? Why did you break into my yard?"

I stretched out my hand to hug Baidang, but the little boy was so heavy that I couldn't hold it anymore, so I had to continue to let it lick at my feet.

Lou Xi's face was very cautious, he called Bai Dang a few times but was not answered by the cub, and came straight to me to pick up the wolf cub.Seeing that I didn't respond to his words, he said in a cold voice, "If there is nothing important, please leave this private courtyard of mine earlier, otherwise the boys outside are not vegetarians."

I took the opportunity to look at Lou Xi again, and found that he hadn't seen him in the past few days, and he had indeed lost a lot of weight, and his sharp chin, which was already like an awl, could pierce someone.

In the end, he was pushed out the door indiscriminately, and I didn't even have time to say whether you recognize me or remember me.

Returning to the low wall where Sang Wen was lying on his back in disgrace, he still smiled like a spring in March, "It's really embarrassing just now, I can't make a sound even if I ask Zhou Ping to push it out for nothing."

He is right, Lou Xi's memory is disordered, and Ayu's soul must have eaten away a lot of his vitality, so that he is so depressed now.

I sighed, "He treats Bai Dang better than me."

Sang Wen patted the dust on his body and jumped off, "Naturally, he doesn't recognize you now."

I rubbed my legs that were not used to forced walking, "Then what should I do now?"

Sang Wen sighed, "If blood can be taken, it should be done as soon as possible. His current appearance really can't be delayed."

I said "Oh", "When?"

"Although it's still a long time before the full moon, but according to his situation, the sooner the better."

I looked up, the weather around me seemed to have warmed up, and the warm breath welled up in my body. Sang Wen got into the carriage again, and stretched out his hand towards me.

The words that had been in my mind for a long time finally came out, "Then when Wen Jie wakes up tonight, let him come over. Just tonight, I don't want to be so lazy."

Although it is understandable that he doesn't remember me, it still makes people feel irritable and sad.

Sang asked with a slight smile, "You don't have to be so anxious, you have to wait for Wen Jie to wake up. I left him a chasing soul incense that mortals often use for tracking. After you are free, you will naturally light up the soul chasing incense, looking for the fragrance I left behind."

After finishing speaking, Sang asked me to get into the carriage, and took off the big crane feathers he was wearing, Shi Shiran sat down, turned to me and said, "Let's wait here in peace."

When I proposed to take blood tonight, the smile on Sang Wen's face was always very strong, and even faintly exclaimed.I rubbed the warm conch hanging on my chest through the skirt of my shirt, my heart was warm and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Confidentially, Sang Wen actually cared more about Ayu than I did.

As night falls and the lights come on, the city of Changzhou must still be bustling. Those who should go to the flower house go to the flower house, and those who should go to the gambling house go to the gambling house.

Of course, this remote suburb of ours is still quiet and quiet, and there is no noise behind the low wall, and Lou Xi's mind has been in a trance, and the movement has become much quieter.

Sang asked suddenly, startling me with my eyes closed, "he's here."

Sure enough, footsteps sounded nearby, the curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and Wen Jie's thin, white face poked in, "I have just entered the courtyard and knocked out the man possessed by His Majesty, now I just wait for you."

His lips were still chapped, and his face was almost transparent. It was obvious that he had lost too much blood. Before he could recuperate, he endured the pain and rushed here at night to meet with Sang Wen, who released the soul-chasing incense, and of course, this sacrifice.

I got out of the carriage according to what he said, and then Sang Wen came down lightly, with a gray box by his side, like a beautiful doctor who cheated and swindled.

The three of them filed in through the side door of the other courtyard, and stood in the courtyard of the wing room where I was sleeping. There were many lights and shadows in the room. Sang Wen asked Wen Jie to stay in the courtyard, "I forgot to ask you, who was the day you and Taotie were?" What's the situation?"

As soon as the words came out, I turned my eyes to Wen Jie.Mr. Wen, who has always been calm, is still calm at this time, with only a small layer of sweat on his forehead. Although the wound under the simple purple shirt may be opened due to the rush of this short distance, he still explained to us patiently and calmly, but Just a few words, but I could hear waves surging in my heart.

"Taotie used his hand as a blade, and wounded me in three places. I tried my best to repay him with a sword in the chest, and it also passed through the chest. At any rate, the sword contained my thousand years of cultivation, and it hurt his heart. Now he has to take good care of him, he probably doesn't have time to take care of us."

Sang Wen looked confused, "It's because Taotie underestimated you. According to you, you gave up a thousand years of cultivation to save the boat this time. It's really not easy. Wen Jie, you were injured first, and then broke your cultivation on your own." , so how many fairy spirits do you have left?"

Wen Jie's face remained unchanged, his eyes fixed on the silhouette shining through the window of the wing room, "If you are loyal to His Majesty in this life, you should give up your life, mere cultivation is nothing, let alone you can slowly make up for it in the future. "

Sang Wen picked up the wooden box, sighed wryly, "In the future, there must be battles between the West Sea and the South China Sea. I am in the mortal world, so I can't help you. Since you are like this, you must be more careful in the future. If you are unable to do what you want , let Wu Nan come to help, Zhou's side...cough cough, there is no right-hand man, not to mention as you said...cough cough...there are traitors in the Baji Palace." He raised his hand and prepared it early in the morning. Covering her mouth with her handkerchief, she coughed so hard that her heart and lungs were drawn out.

Sang Wen raised his head again, his face was as weak as Wen Jie, he glanced at me, waved Wen Jie to stay in the courtyard, and said softly, "Xibai, follow me."

I opened the door and walked into the wing room with him. Wen Jie's voice seemed a little ethereal in the cold night wind, but his words were firm, "Even if the soul is gone, there will be no bones left in the future, and Wen Jie will never let His Majesty fall like this in the future." General embarrassment."

In fact, I never knew what happened to Ah Yu after I left Xihai.

Sang Wen raised his hand to close the door, and at that moment I saw the scarlet scarlet on the handkerchief in his hand, which was thick and close to ink.

"Are you really sick?" I asked without thinking.

Sang Wen put down the medicine box, stood in front of the beauty couch where Lou Xi, who had been fainted by Wen Jie somehow, nodded slightly while looking at the person lying on top, "I am a mortal, and I do not have an eternal body. "

Seeing that he seemed to have a lot to say, I suddenly became interested.

Sang Wen burst out laughing suddenly, her expression was so graceful and graceful that I couldn't make out of it, but also tactful and desolate.He pulled me over to sit on the stool next to the table in the room, and said slowly, "I have something to tell you, and we'll come to the rescue after I finish, anyway, there's no rush."

I said "hmm" and spontaneously poured a cup of tea for him and me.

Sang Wen raised his head for a moment, seemed to sigh halfway, and then looked straight at me again, with a flat voice, "I won't talk about the detailed reasons why the boat was injured like this today, but I think you should also be very interested in my origin."

I smiled back at him, "Naturally I am very interested. When I first meet someone who looks exactly like my twin, no one can understand why. There is a twin brother or younger brother."

There is a little brother, but it is on me.

Sang Wen's face remained unchanged, he raised the full teacup, and swirled his other finger gently on it, and then he started a story that was neither long nor short, "I can't cultivate immortals, or I'm just a mortal Venerable Ye's aura, relying on him, can last a lifetime. This life came and went in a hurry, and I know my fate is not long."

My heart suddenly felt cold, like the snowflakes in the first month of the lunar year, the six-petal edges and corners had been stuck in my heart until now, and suddenly melted, pouring a chill into my heart.

"Coughing up blood means dying soon?"

Sang asked, but he didn't answer me, and he sank into his memory, "Since I was born, I have done my duty in the snow-capped mountains to be a good avatar, wandering in the world for him, and suffering all the sufferings of all beings. I was originally soulless, worthy of an aura, and if it disappears, it will be considered that the aura has dissipated." He looked at me again, and explained carefully, "Don't worry, you are not an incarnation, you are the real Ye Xibai. "

I annoyed him, "Have you met Kassapa? Why didn't you let him prolong your life? Even ordinary people have fate and reincarnation. How could you die so young with such a good face?"

Sang asked and shook his head, "I'm not alone. In the three thousand worlds, even if Kassapa's magic power is boundless, he can't see everything. His spiritual power is consumed quickly, and he can't bear the backlash. Therefore, if I die or the incarnation dies, he has both Even if one realizes the Buddha who has awakened from the sufferings of all living beings, he will not be exhausted, and he can kill two birds with one stone."

I argued, even a little inexplicably anxious, "But you have life and consciousness, so you are an independent one. Why can't you ask Kasyapa?" I remembered what the charlatan Mr. Tianji said back then, my palmistry is also silent No roots, a sign of early death, but at least I didn't die, and I was still alive and well, with all four limbs.At the same time, I also remembered that even though she looks the same as me, Sang Wen is really sadder than me.

There is no soul, but there is an illusion left in this world, how sad.

Sang asked me to drink the tea I poured, "I really want to, but Kasyapa never came and went without a trace, so tell me how to find it as a mere mortal." Liu Wen, "It was a coincidence that I met Wen Jie more than a year ago, and I also met Lou Xi, the eldest son of Changzhou who was possessed by a boat."

Look at him with a gloomy expression, beside the beautiful woman on the couch, Lou Xi closed her eyes, making no sound, Bai Dang didn't know where she was.I slowly spit out the guess in my heart, "He mistook you, you fell in love with him, you stayed by his side, and you planned to live this short life like this, but you didn't expect me to appear again."

Sang Wen nodded, "Zhou is indeed a very interesting person, much more interesting than anyone I have met over the years."

I said, "That's because he has experienced a lot. He loves Kassapa, so he also dotes on you." It is also because of Kassapa that he also dotes on me.

Sang Wen stretched out his hand to caress the mottled marks on the wooden box, "It's inevitable to like him, after all, if even Kasyapa can't escape, how can you and I not be fascinated and addicted to him?"

I nodded, "Yes."

Sang asked suddenly stood up, "I won't gossip, my background is so innocent and simple. After the soul of the boat is raised, it will be escorted back to the West Sea by Wen Jie, and I will naturally go back to my snow mountain. Maybe I can play with you for a while. Also, I know you are very curious about why you look the same as Kasyapa, but your relationship with Kassapa is really not good. Let me tell you, when the opportunity comes in the future, you Naturally I will understand."

When he said this, his eyes were full of sighs, and his whole face was covered in smoke.

"Actually, I'm not too curious now. After hearing you mention it, I already feel a lot lucky." Although my grass loves poor people and is uneducated, Suzi thinks there is still an advantage, so then It is not greedy.

For a long time, it is a song in a dream.It doesn't help me, it doesn't help my feelings.

Sang asked and nodded, "Then let's prepare to perform surgery." He opened the wooden box on the table, and there was an old sound of opening and closing. The little finger is as thin as a hair.There are even many medicine bottles whose names I don't recognize, with an old fragrance hovering on them, very ironic.

"It turns out that you are also a secretive person." I sighed, these days, it is rare to have a good craft in your hand, but everyone is hiding it and is unwilling to show it.

"A long-term illness becomes a doctor, but he can heal but not self-heal."

Sang Wen took out a hollow silver needle a few inches long, about half the thickness of a straw stalk, with a sharp head and a tail, and a slight arch in the middle. heart.

Sure enough, Sang asked while burning silver needles on the lamp, turned around and handed me a knot of ebony, and said, "It's very cold outside, you don't have to take off all your clothes, just open them up a bit. Besides, I guess later It hurts very much, you must hold it back, or you can bite it, this wood is quite old, and it is very easy to catch. Hey, after all, it is the heart of this immortal, which is the essence of his own life, so how can it not hurt. "

I weighed the wood he handed over, feeling amused in my heart.Rolling up the sleeves, unbuttoning the front, calmly revealing the left side of the chest, stroking a few times in a very narcissistic manner, tsk tsk, the body I raised by myself is very tender and smooth.

Looking sideways at Lou Xi who was on the beauty's couch, he was sleeping comfortably at the moment, with tiredness in the corners of his brows and eyes, as if he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days.Well, I don't know what kind of temper the real Lou Xi will have when Ayu's soul leaves his body.

Sang Wen was probably almost ready, and called out Wen Jie.As soon as the voice fell, Wen Jie's purple clothes had already entered the door, "Ready?"

Sang Wen nodded, and I looked up in surprise, "Why didn't you come to draw blood?"

Wen Jie took the scorched hot silver needle from Sang Wen's hand, and said, "It's me. Sang Wen is not a fairy. Only by leaving the body and returning to Xihai's physical body will he be healed in the end."

It turned out to be so troublesome.

"Then let's start." I simply sat next to Lou Xi, fumbled to grab his hand, opened fingers one by one, and clasped his hand together.Although I know that this is not the original Ayu's physical body, but I have to admit that with such a soul inside, even Lou Xi's appearance, which is less than one-tenth of his original appearance, is very attractive, making people happy for no reason.

Wen Jie approached me and said, "Xi Bai, it's too late to back off now."

I nodded, "I know." Before it even started, Sang Wen was already making a paradoxical expression of excruciating pain, didn't this scare me.

Wen Jie nodded, and straightened my body, I unbuttoned the front of my shirt, took off the inner and outer shirts and pulled them to my shoulders in the eyes of the two of them, but Sang Wen couldn't help laughing, "Xi Bai, you are so awkward, is it possible?" Is she actually a Xiaojiabiyu at heart?"

"If you are a complete Xiaojiabiyu, you should call you beasts and let good women undress in public."

"Isn't it a good man to spare his life?"

"..."

Wen Jie said in a clear voice, "Xi Bai, hold your breath."

I immediately took a deep breath, but I didn't want Wen Jie's quick eyes and quick hands, the silver needle in his hand flashed, a pain in the middle of my left chest, I blocked the breath in the middle, I couldn't exhale it, and I couldn't choke it in.

The silver needle was inserted into my heart by an inch, causing me to feel pain like death in an instant, I couldn't help gnashing my teeth, "Grandma Rotten...why didn't you fucking say it would hurt like this!"

In fact, the pain is not particularly severe. When I practiced disguise, my face was ruthlessly tied into a sieve by myself, not to mention that there is only a small wound now, although the wound is more dangerous, the wound is also bigger. .

"Don't talk." Wen Jie took out a small sapphire cup from nowhere, put it behind the end of the silver needle, and waited for the blood to flow out.

The pain was dense and sharp, and it became more and more serious. I gritted my teeth and hissed, and instantly felt a hot current rushing up from my chest and abdomen, flowing out from the hollow mouth of the silver needle.I looked down and saw the blood drops were as bright red as coral, dripping through the hollow silver needle into the cup, bursting into red flowers.

On the top of the bowl, a circle of white mist can be vaguely seen hovering above it, with hidden light, which seems to be alive.I sniffed, and there was even a little fragrance in the air, as if there was nothing there.Looking at Wen Jie with pain and curiosity, "What's on top of this bowl?"

I hoped that Wen Jie would explain it to me, but I didn't want him to be so focused that he just looked at the bowl in his hand with peace of mind. It was Sang Wen who kindly explained to me, "Just now after you bleed, you started to emit a fragrance. The blood in the bowl should have some fragrance. It's a pity that I can't see it as a mortal, but I think this inexplicable fragrance should be the Buddha's breath on your body."

Wen Jie nodded calmly, meaning acquiescence.

Sang Wen looked at me with a worried expression on his face, "Fortunately, I took some blood from Wen Jie's wound and drank it with you, otherwise I would definitely not be so alive and kicking around and scolding my mother now. But Xibai, after taking the blood from his heart, Presumably you will be extremely weak for a long time, and you will not feel well."

The blood in the bowl was a little thicker, and the wound in my heart finally began to convulse like the "discomfort" in Sang Wen's mouth. Pain without warning swept over me, and I was not hesitant to crush me with dozens of sledgehammers in turn. With the silver needle pierced in the heart, the sensation all over the body suddenly lost, and then gathered at the place where the needle tip was buried, with sudden pain.

I tried my best to suppress the crazily thought of knocking over the green bowl in front of me, grabbed the ebony that Sang Wen had handed to me before, put it between my teeth, closed my eyes and bit it tightly.The murderous aura of blood mixed with the scent of Buddha's fragrance alternately lingered on the nose.Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead, and Sang Wen gently wiped them away one by one with a handkerchief. I don't need to think about it to know how scary my expression is at the moment.

I even laughed at myself, I was lying flat on the couch, someone was wiping my sweat and someone was offering blood, this scene was really like a mother giving birth.

Suddenly a thought flashed in my mind, and immediately my thoughts became much clearer. I opened my eyes and wanted to ask Wen Jie, but I saw that he was carefully observing the blood cup on my chest with his face full. Thinking about it, he still wouldn't answer me, so he said all the words he wanted to ask swallowed.

The churning pain in my heart made me die for a while, and Wen Jie finally said, "It's done."

I feel like I am being pardoned, but I don't want to be accompanied by him. After these words, a sharp pain came from my heart. Hei, with a choked throat and cerebral palsy, suddenly limp and fell on the beauty couch.

It seemed that two "Xibai" sounds came from far away. In a trance, Sang Wen rushed over to help me up, patted my face and said eagerly, "Xibai! Don't fall asleep, you won't wake up if you fall asleep. "The voice that should have been frightened and panicked reached my ears very slowly and weakly.

His grandma is really sleepy...

When my full consciousness was about to sink, I began to feel a slight pain on my cheek again, and gradually the pain intensified, and it became like rubbing skin and flesh. I half opened my eyelids and saw that Li Sangwen was rolling up his sleeves He slapped me round the face.

Wen Jie's hands pressed together on the wound on my chest, and there was a soft light at the fingertips, thinking it was healing my wound.

Before I could fully open my eyelids, and my face was still blank, Sang Wen's slap came lightly, making me sit up shiveringly, my face was on fire, "It hurts!"

When Sang Wen saw me wake up, he joked and joked, but his voice was a little hoarse, "I didn't wake up until I beat my hands until my hands were numb. You really have no face and no skin."

I was about to grin, but when I grinned it hurt so badly.

Sang Wen then said in a dazed manner, "Just now I accidentally made a hard move, please forgive me."

I shook my head, looked at Lou Xi who was lying beside me, and said to Wen Jie, "Sir, what should I do with my bowl of blood now?"

Wen Jie took away the technique, raised his head and said calmly, "I'm going to attract the soul for His Majesty."

I moved my body to get out of the way, only to feel empty and powerless, and Sang Wen was also standing beside me, letting me lean on him with most of my body.

The cold-faced Mrs. Wen picked up the half cup of blood, put a finger in to soak it, then stretched it out and put it on Lou Xi's face to draw it back and forth.

"Fu Bahuang, live the same life, carry Kyushu with great virtue, experience curtains for thousands of years, governor Feng Kunpeng with wings, king's soul slowly return, Ju Jun reads the king, Haotian is here, and the soul of Zhenjiu is dead. ..."

Lou Xi's white and rejuvenated skin instantly blossomed into red plum blossoms.Accompanied by Wen Jie's chanting words, he pointed at Lou Xi's forehead, held the bowl high, a thin red thread made of fresh blood slowly snaked out, and flowed down along the traces Wen Jie had drawn, like living blood, coquettish flow.

In the end, the blood flowed out, and the tail of the red thread also condensed on the pattern, and the whole pattern shone brightly. Wen Jie put down the bowl, took out a crystal-clear carved long-necked vial from his skirt, uncorked the bottle, and folded it with one hand. Continue to chant the mantra.

I stared at Lou Xi's face for a moment, as if I would lose something if I missed it for a moment.

The pattern dazzled on Lou Xi's face for a long time, and finally disappeared in a flash.