Drug Man Poison [Rebirth]

He held up Bai Tan's waist, pierced his Qihai acupoint with a golden needle, bit his finger, and dripped out a few drops of blood, intending to draw out the Gu worms in this way, he saw a bulge the size of a grain of rice on Bai Tan's groin As soon as he reached a point, he shot like lightning, pinned it with a golden needle, squeezed with two fingers, and squeezed out the Gu worm.

But Wu Yanfu didn't know that this Gu is not an ordinary obscene Gu, just get rid of the Gu insects, but once it enters the body, several Gu eggs will be born in the body, eating away the life of the Gu victim until he runs out of oil and the lamp dries up. die of its own accord.

At this moment, he saw that the Gu worm had been drawn out, so he felt relieved, seeing that the little doll was still in a daze, immersed in the aftertaste of love affairs, he jumped into the army again, without any hesitation, he took his internal energy in one go.

——Finally lost and recovered, he will not allow himself to make any mistakes again.

A glass person, of course, has to be carried in his arms all the time to be safe.

When Bai Tan woke up in Wu Yanfu's arms, the sea of ​​qi was really empty.His body was already extremely weak due to bone disease, and he relied on all his internal strength to support him until now. Now that his internal strength is lost, he is like a deflated skin bag. He has no strength in his body, and it is very difficult to even open his eyes. His eyelashes are shaking After a few times, the eyelids barely lifted, and murmured dreamily: "Master..."

"The teacher is here." Slender fingers caressed the young man's soft long hair, kissed his wet earlobe, and the corners of Wu Yanfu's lips curled up contentedly - in this way, it was impossible for him to leave his palm, For the rest of my life, "Tan'er, you keep your martial arts, which is not conducive to clearing the poison for the teacher. The teacher has no choice but to take your internal energy. Don't blame the teacher. This is for your own good."

Bai Tan was stunned for a moment, a vague unwillingness welled up in his heart, and in an instant, he was dispelled by a stupefied affection. He shook his head and leaned on Wu Yanfu's shoulder: "Tan'er knows, Tan'er doesn't Blame Master."

Wu Yanfu was prepared for this little wolf cub to make a big fuss, but he didn't expect him to be so docile. Instead, he felt a little uneasy. He held the young man's chin with one hand, and coaxed softly, "Tan'er, if you If you have a grudge in your heart, you will express it to Master, whether you beat him or scold him, Master will not punish you."

Bai Tan still shook his head and lowered his eyelids: "Tan'er has no complaints."

Wu Yanfu became more and more uneasy. The uneasiness was indescribable, but it was like a gnat in his throat, as if what he was hugging was not Bai Tan, but a puppet that looked like Bai Tan, without fangs or claws, nor flesh and bones, just a puppet. With an empty skin.He forced to ask: "Is there really no complaint? You don't care about Li Wuyi?"

Bai Tan still shook his head: "Tan'er has figured it out, she just wants to stay by Master's side, and no one cares about her."

Wu Yanfu narrowed his eyes in disbelief, and pinched his cheek: "Then do you still wish to become a teacher?"

Bai Tan didn't shake his head this time, but blinked his eyes, tears rolled down like broken beads, and mumbled: "Tan'er...in fact, I never hated you, but hated myself for not being able to forget you no matter what."

Wu Yanfu heard that his tone seemed to reveal his true feelings, not fake, so he couldn't help but hugged him tightly, and kissed him wantonly: "The mouth is so sweet... I really don't know how to love you as a teacher. However, As a teacher this time, I won't trust you so easily this time, and let you have the opportunity to act mischievously, so you don't want to make such calculations again."

He was so aggressive and pressing every step of the way, but he still didn't see any signs of anger from the young man. On the contrary, he was full of grievances, wiped away his tears, and asked earnestly: "Then... how can Master trust Tan'er?"

"How? If you kill the teacher once, you will naturally have to pay with your life."

Hearing this sentence, Bai Tan widened his eyes in panic.

Wu Yanfu bent his finger bones to wipe away his tears, tapped his forehead, his eyes sank like the deep sea: "When you grow old with me, after this lifetime, and are buried with me, I will believe in you. "

A palpitation came from the bottom of Bai Tan's heart, and a sense of sadness spread.

Seeing the young man staring at him in a daze, Wu Yanfu remembered the expression on his face, turned his head, and put on his mask, thinking that Yan Ruyu must have returned to Xiye by now, so he could take Bai Tan to pay respects to his concubine mother. He said: "Tan'er... Didn't you say before that you want to go back to Xiye? As a teacher, I will take you to Xiye."

Bai Tan's eyes lit up and he nodded.Wu Yanfu fastened his robe for him, turned around and got out of the carriage, pushed the unconscious Lianjiu under the carriage, got on the horse, let out a low shout, and galloped towards Xiye.

Bai Tan was sitting in the carriage, staggering and drowsy, his heart beat slower and his breathing became weaker and weaker, he felt more sleepy and colder, but many pictures flashed before his eyes .

He raised his hand with difficulty, captured the appearance of the person in the picture, bit his finger, and the finger stained with a strand of blood fell onto the sleeve, drawing a broken line, like his life that he will not have time to finish in the future.

This feeling can be treated as a recollection, but it was lost at the time.

The sky gradually darkened, and the outline of Xiye City was looming in front of it, like a bright galaxy, the city was magnificent, the lights were brilliant, and the palace towered into the sky. Although it was a small country, its momentum was not inferior to Loulan Kucha. A long dragon of dozens of people was slowly crawling, Wu Yanfu followed behind, took a closer look, and found that it was actually a procession for seeing off relatives, he couldn't help feeling overjoyed, only lamented that it was God's will, and immediately stopped the procession in front of the procession. Withdrawing his palm, he grabbed the red flower on the bridegroom's chest.

The bridegroom officer was so frightened that he rolled and crawled, and when the rest of the people saw that Wu Yanfu was wearing a jade mirror mask and holding a hatchet knife, they all ran away in fright, even the people in the sedan chair Neither does the bride.

A dozen or so people fled to the sandy slope not far away, all seeing that astonishing scene.

——The masked man who appeared suddenly did not rob the dowry at all, but tied the red flower on his body, like a bridegroom official about to marry a bride, and slowly walked towards a carriage parked behind the sedan chair.

Wu Yanfu raised the curtain in front of the carriage with one hand, and his eyes froze all of a sudden.

The petite boy closed his eyes, sat on the car seat, his face was pale, a piece of white cloth torn from his clothes was spread on his legs, and several messy bloodstains on the cloth were intertwined to form a face .

—his face.

The corners of Wu Yanfu's mouth trembled a few times, and he pulled it abruptly.

"Tan'er, are you impatient to draw now?"

After finishing speaking, he stepped into the carriage, picked up the piece of cloth, looked at it carefully, and pulled the boy into his arms.

At this moment, the boy's body was no longer as soft as it was a moment ago, without a trace of warmth from a living person, he remained motionless, rigidly maintaining a sitting posture, as if he was stubbornly playing his temper, and refused to fall into his embrace.

Wu Yanfu touched the young man's cold and curled hand, slowly clenched his wrist, and repeatedly stroked his pulse. After a long silence, he suddenly laughed: "Tan'er... why are your hands so cold?"

The young man closed his eyes quietly, without saying a word.

"I'm asking you as a teacher...why don't you speak?"

"Tan'er, if you don't open your eyes again, the teacher will punish you."

"Tan'er, take a look, does the teacher look like a bridegroom official?"

"My teacher just said that I want to grow old with you, and then I met a team sending off our relatives. Do you think it is God's will for us to get married here? Tan'er...you will marry my teacher today, okay?"

Wu Yanfu asked several questions in a row, but the answer was always dead silence.

"That's all, if you don't agree, you have to agree, and I have married you as my teacher."

Talking to himself, Wu Yanfu hugged the young man, stood up staggeringly, tilted his body when getting out of the car, almost fell to his knees in the sand, grabbed Pori with one hand, barely supported his body, and regained his stand firm.

"Look, the sedan chair is all ready."

The wind and sand suddenly became louder, whistling, like a faint mourning.

Wu Yanfu went against the wind and walked to the sedan chair, carefully put the young man into the sedan chair, picked up the gorgeous embroidered gold wedding dress with both hands and put it on for him, and then put on the headdress for him, with fine tassels and veil hanging down together , covering the boy's lifeless face, he reached out to lift his chin and cover his tightly pursed lips.

It was cold, without a trace of breathing.

Wu Yanfu's whole body trembled violently, his fingers tightened on Bai Tan's thin back, making a series of cracking noises, his fingertips dug deep into the scarlet wedding robe, he forcefully pried open the young man's lips, bit open The tip of his tongue sucked a mouthful of medicinal blood and pinched his chin open, but the boy could no longer swallow. The thick blood mixed with saliva trickled down from the corner of his lips and seeped onto the peacock embroidered with gold thread.

Wu Yanfu wiped the corner of his lips, moved away a little, and coaxed: "Drink, Tan'er."

"Why don't you drink?"

"Don't you like drinking the blood of your teacher?"

He stared blankly at the young man's face that was close at hand, hoping that he would greedily pounce on him and bite him like before, or turn his head away with a disgusted face, but there was nothing, he just closed his eyes quietly.

A little blood oozes from the bottom of Wu Yanfu's pupils, he grabs Bai Tan's wrist suddenly, and breathes out a puff of true energy: "If you want to keep your martial arts, just rely on you as a teacher, and give all your martial arts to me as a teacher." You, give it all to you!"

But how can a dead person accept his inner strength?

The inexhaustible source of true energy is just like being poured into the void, returning to his body in full.

However, due to the stimulation of internal force, the boy's stiff body relaxed, and he let go of his tightly curled hand, and a blood-red thing rolled out from between his fingers, and fell to Wu Yanfu's feet with a gurgling sound.

Wu Yanfu lowered his head—it was the blood relic that Bai Tan dug out from his heart.

He spat it out.

Even this, he does not owe him.

Wu Yanfu was spinning for a moment, picked up the blood relic and held it in his hand, picked up the young man and walked a few steps in the desert aimlessly and in a daze, suddenly his heart felt hot and he coughed up a big mouthful of blood.

【Hundred Ghosts at Night】