The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

Song Yun couldn't help taking a breath.Firstly, it was because of the woman's voice, and secondly, this sentence really chilled his heart.

Cultivators do have golden blood, and they can indeed save lives.But the so-called "golden blood" is actually spiritual cultivation in the spiritual veins. It seems like a drop in the ocean for the couple to ask for two drops, but Song Yun at least said that 20 years of cultivation are condensed in it. It is different from cramping and pulse picking.

But it is obviously impossible for ordinary people to know this, and two drops are required to open their mouths. Let alone a teenager, even the two of them together may not be able to afford it.

"Who asked you to ask for it?" Song Yun pressed the center of his eyebrows, stepped back and sat on the seat in the hall, vaguely aware that he had fallen into a trap.

When the two saw Song Yun sitting down, they knew there was something going on, so they hurriedly knelt and crawled forward: "The doctor in the city came to see him last night, and said that the child was very sick, and there was nothing he could do, but as long as you are willing to give the fairy golden blood, It will ensure that the young master will return to life immediately, and..." The man was talking, but suddenly realized that he had missed his words, and hurriedly stopped.

Song Yun said coldly: "And what?"

The man kneeling on the ground was startled, and lowered his head a little more. Seeing that Song Yun didn't speak for a long time, he could only falter and tell the truth: "And with your golden blood, the child's official career will be smooth in the future, and he will be the first in the scientific examination." , and the fate is even harder, and there will be no illness in a lifetime..."

"..." Song Yun hadn't been angry for a long time, and today's incident really gave him a headache.

Jin Lang Zhong Song Yun has heard of it more or less. In addition to knowing the properties of medicine and medicine, this man also knows some I Ching deduction.

This person probably felt that he was a little bit in the way of him, so he added fuel and jealousy to make these two people look for life and death to force him to give out golden blood.

"Do you really believe in Jin Langzhong's words?" Song Yun frowned: "I really have medicine on the mountain, and it can really cure your son's illness, and it will be effective immediately."

There was silence in the room for a while, and the woman knocked her head down again.

Song Yun closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Bring a wine cup."

It seems that what Jin Langzhong said is more attractive than curing diseases.

As soon as the sound fell, five or six maidservants came in like a file outside the door, holding wine cups of various materials made of gold, silver, copper, iron, jade, ceramics, and clay, and another group of maids were waiting outside the door holding shallow bowls.

Song Yun was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched, he waved his hand at them bluntly: "Leave the first one, and leave the rest."

The man kneeling on the ground answered immediately: "Master Dao has spoken, why don't you take them out quickly!"

The butler immediately nodded and stepped forward, leading two groups of people to back out from the door, all the way to the inside and outside of the courtyard, and the room immediately became quiet.

Song Yun didn't care about the two people kneeling on the ground, closed his eyes and held a piece of talisman paper in front of him, and the ashes of the paper fell into the wine cup, and the remaining flames turned into a small knife with a thin edge, shining brightly, and was captured by Song Yun. Yun pinched it at the fingertips.

Song Yun opened his eyes and saw the couple in front of the hall still maintaining their kneeling posture, trying to raise their heads to look at him earnestly.

He didn't speak, his eyes quickly swept over the two people, he lowered his head and rolled up his cuffs, and stabbed the knife into his veins with a blank expression.

The exposed wrist bone was thin, and the tip of the knife was suddenly pierced in, and it immediately came out from underneath.

At the same time, blood like golden soup gurgled down the tip of the knife.

The wine cup was not big, but it was filled quickly.Song Yun's fingering changed, and the sharp blade that pierced through the wrist instantly turned into white light and disappeared.

Song Yun put down the wine cup and filled the glass, the liquid inside almost melted with the golden outer wall of the wine cup.

"Is it enough?"

The two people kneeling in the hall were already dumbfounded. When they heard Song Yun's question, they hurriedly kowtowed: "Enough! Enough!"

Song Yun got up with a flick of his sleeves, and walked between the two kneeling on the ground: "Farewell."

It wasn't until we got out of the courtyard and entered the courtyard that we heard a man's voice shouting loudly from behind: "Housekeeper! Prepare the sedan chair! Send the Daoist back to the mountain!! And the small gifts prepared by me and my wife! Bring it all to the Daoist!! "

When Song Yun was going out, he was overtaken by the housekeeper, and the two maids next to him were holding two trays, one for gold and silver, and one for jewelry, and trotted behind him.

"Master Daoist! Master Song Daoist, please stop!" The housekeeper shouted as he ran, "The sedan chair has already come out from the back door, and it will be brought here when you are young. Would you like to have a cup of hot tea in the front hall before leaving?"

Song Yun waved his hand, ignored him, and walked out of the mansion directly.

He just used some tricks to do the bloodletting, and there was only a tiny bit of real spiritual vein golden blood in a full cup, so it wasn't a problem to cure the child's demon poison, and it wasn't a problem for ordinary people to be unable to keep up with the rush after the bloodletting.

But the feeling of exhaustion in the body is still very uncomfortable.Not far after turning out of the mansion gate, I felt a burst of blackness in front of my eyes, and I had to slow down.

In the early winter morning, the snow had just fallen, the wind was cold outside, and there were few pedestrians.

Song Yun tried to adjust his breath slowly, and at the same time, he began to realize that it was not wise to quit the sedan chair with a word in a fit of anger.

Fortunately, after walking a few steps, the situation finally eased, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching from far away, and a little girl suddenly popped out from nowhere, and knelt down in front of him with a plop. Without saying a word, he started knocking his head loudly.

He saw too many kowtows today, so that Song Yun didn't even know how to react to such a scene for a while, and he was stunned for a moment before realizing that he should want to pull people up from the ground.

But he had just met the little girl, before he lifted her up with all his strength, the child suddenly became obstinate, slammed his head on the ground, exhausted all his strength and refused to move.

Song Yun was still a little dizzy in the bent over posture, so he had to squat down and ask her: "Is there anything that you have to kowtow to say?"

When the child heard the voice so close to him suddenly, he immediately looked up and saw Song Yun squatting in front of him. He was a little panicked, lowered his body even more, and almost fell on the ground, then turned his head again. Knocked down hard: "I beg the Taoist Lord to save my brother!"

Song Yun sighed with some headaches, did not speak, and heard the child continue to say in a crying voice: "The young one is a servant in Yu's house. I know the condition of the young master. My younger brother is the same as the young master. The disease I got from the sky has been burning for two full days today, our family is poor, and we can't afford a doctor, and the only one we can ask for is you!"

Speaking of the latter, the child kept kowtowing while talking: "I beg you, Daoist! You have a bodhisattva heart to save my brother's life! Our family is poor and we can't repay him, but as long as you can save his life, I will In this life, I will serve you like a cow and a horse! You let me go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, and I will not say a word! As long as you want, the little one will be your cow and horse in the next life!"

Song Yun pinched his eyebrows and stood up: "Get up and talk."

In the end, the child knocked his head firmly on the ground again: "If you don't agree, the little one dare not get up!"

Song Yun looked down at the small group of figures crawling in front of him, and said softly: "There is really medicine for my illness on the mountain..."

Before he finished speaking, the child on the ground kowtowed fiercely: "Please, Daoist, my brother is five years younger than the young master, if he is later, he won't be able to make it through, Daoist! Please! Show mercy! We don't want my younger brother to have a bright future with your golden blood, we untouchables are content with just one life!"

Song Yun didn't listen to her cries much, but he did seriously consider how long it would take to go back to the mountain and bring the medicine down in his current state.Then Bi Yuanzhi had to use internal force to melt away, combining various factors, it was not realistic.

"You first raise your head and listen to me, and then choose whether to continue kneeling and kowtowing here." Song Yun pinched out a piece of talisman paper, pulled up the sleeve to show her the wound on it, and then put the talisman paper Wrap it on it and squeeze it hard.

The wound opened under the force, and the golden liquid mixed with blood quickly spread a large piece.The talisman paper that absorbed the blood showed a special ocher red with a golden luster.Song Yun watched quietly as the talisman paper was full of blood, and the fingering on his hand changed. The white light flashed on the wound, and then the bleeding stopped. The talisman paper immediately turned into a thin ocher red wooden paper.

"Warm water, put it in it and stir it three times, and give it to your brother to drink." Song Yun looked down at her and shook the veneer in her hand.

The child was almost dumbstruck, staring at him blankly with only one pair of eyes, but there was no reaction at all after listening.

"..." Song Yun had no choice but to squat down and stuff the wooden note into her hand: "Do you understand?"

The wooden note in her hand was like cotton cloth, and it was still warm. After stuffing it into her hand, she slowly realized that she knelt down and kowtowed.

Song Yun grabbed her and said in a low voice, "I don't want you to be like a bull or a horse, but you have to do something for me."

The little girl looked at him and nodded hurriedly.

"This talisman can be used many times, but it cannot be kept privately. There are other children in the town who are like your brother. You know, go for me and cure them." Song Yun looked at her.

The little girl nodded hurriedly.

"The talisman paper can be used ten times, and then the color on it will fade. You put it away and wait until Duanyang, no matter whether the color on it has faded or not, you have to throw the talisman paper into the river." Song Yun said. She helped her up, "Do you remember?"

"remember."

"Okay," Song Yun looked a little tired, waved his hand, and whispered, "Go home."

Holding the talisman, the little girl hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to say something to him, but she didn't dare to speak in the end, turned her head and ran into the alley.

Song Yun squatted on the ground for a while, and then stood up slowly while leaning on the wall.

The demonic poison this time is aimed at the children, and there are definitely not only these two in the town, so he intentionally left a little more on the talisman just in case.

The most intuitive feeling brought about by the loss of essence is dizziness. The feeling of dizziness starts from the heels and climbs up to the Lingtai. From the soles of the feet to the brain, it seems to be covered with cotton.

When he walked slowly all the way back and opened the courtyard door, the setting sun was already shining in front of him.