I open your mouth and you may die

"Meow?!" Ami looked away at Wu Yan, her voice was a little shrill, as if she was questioning Wu Yan.

The young man also heard the meowing of the cat, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Ami raising her head and glaring at Wu Yan fiercely.

The young man didn't know that it was because of himself that Ami reacted like this, so he immediately said "Ouch" and said with a smile, "Isn't the cat in your store too fierce?!"

"Usually very well-behaved, I don't know what happened today."

Wu Yan didn't want to explain too much, so he just responded casually to the young man, and then raised his chin to Ami, "Ami, let's go outside and play, I'll watch in the shop."

Ami's eyes flicked back and forth between Wu Yan and the young man.

Only then did the young man realize that there was something wrong with the way Ami looked at him, as if seeing something horrifying. Every time his eyes fell on him, the eye sockets would dilate a little, and the pupils would also shrink.

"..." After a few glances, Ami turned around arrogantly, flicked her tail, and walked out very freely.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously. When the cat looked at him just now, he always felt very oppressed, and he didn't even dare to take a breath. "The cat in your store, the way he looked at me just now was like finding out that there is a goblin in the store."

"You're quite perceptive." Wu Yan responded casually.

young people:"……"

No, what do you mean? !

"What did the doctor say?" Wu Yan cleared his throat, didn't say much, and directly "grabbed" the young man's attention away from Ami.

"Oh!" The young man immediately replied after hearing the words: "The doctor said that it is summer now, and the mosquitoes are very poisonous. Let me wait for two days, and the mosquitoes will disappear on their own."

The young man's self-control ability is obviously stronger than Xiao Kun's. Wu Yan just took a look at it, and there didn't seem to be many scratch marks on it.

"It's been half a month, and the color is getting darker, and it's itching like hell." The young man continued, "I was itching too much before, and I couldn't help it, so I stretched out my hand and scratched it, which almost didn't hurt me. die!"

Wu Yan's gaze fell on the opponent's arm again. He had just finished praising the young man's self-control, but he didn't expect to slap him in the face so soon.

The big bunches of purple-red bumps on the young man's arms really didn't look like they were bitten by mosquitoes.

"Did you get stung in the ancient city?"

"..." The young man was silent for a moment, feeling that Wu Yan's question was strange—

—He obviously just came to buy some ointment to apply, so is it necessary to ask such detailed questions? !

However, the young man replied, "I'm a student of Jinnan University, and I didn't go home during the summer vacation this year. The school doctor's office is also closed during the summer vacation, so I came to the ancient city to see the doctor."

Wu Yan nodded as if he had suddenly realized.

"Do you remember exactly when you were stung? Are you sure you were stung at school? What were you doing when you were stung?"

If Wu Yan threw out this series of questions, if he was an ordinary person, he would have stared at him long ago.But the young man in front of him seemed to be very patient, answering one by one, and Wu Yan didn't even need to ask more, the other party added in detail: "Just half a month ago, we just finished the exam, and the whole dormitory went to school together I was bitten during a dinner party at the food stall over the back mountain."

"There are a lot of mosquitoes in summer, not to mention that it's a place like the back mountain. It's dark at night, and those who get bitten once or twice don't take it seriously." The other party simply lifted his leg and motioned for Wu Yan looked at his legs. "The leg was the first to feel the sting. It was like being pricked by a needle. It didn't hurt, but it started to itch after a while. But because I drank alcohol, the itching was not very obvious..."

"...It became like this later. It hurts even to touch it. Now I can't even take a shower. If I didn't have to go out to see a doctor, I wouldn't even dare to wear clothes."

Wu Yan looked at the other party's naked｜lu that was almost contiguous on the skin, and then looked at the other party's face—the eyes were dull, sluggish...

For some reason, Wu Yan suddenly remembered what Uncle Zhang had mentioned to him before he left—the aura was going abnormally.

Could it be because of these abnormalities that the evil spirits were born?

Wu Yan pursed his lips, a little confused.

In the second year of junior high school, Uncle Zhang sent him to Yu's house to learn magic arts.However, it is now the age of the end of the Dharma, and the Taoism is on the decline. Even if the Yu family is a well-established cultivation family, in such an era, it cannot support the sky of the Taoism.

Wu Yan stayed at Yu's family until his sophomore year of high school, and usually stayed with Yu's nephew and nephew.School is, academic law is...

It's not that Wu Yan is alarmist, but that there are really few people in the Yu family who can fight.

A half-ordained monk like Wu Yan has the best qualifications among the Yu family's nephews who grew up from elementary school to adulthood.

The difference is that his surname is "Wu", not "Yu".

The Yu family members of the younger generation were fine, but those of the older generation were still on guard against Wu Yan.

However, according to Uncle Zhang, the Yu family owed him that.

I owe Wu Yan.

Wu Yan asked a few questions at that time, but Uncle Zhang refused to go into details no matter what.

He was called "the lone star of the gods" by the people in the village a long time ago, and he has always been a "debt collector" in the mouths of others. It was the first time he heard that someone owed him, and it was still fresh.But Uncle Zhang refused to say it, and Wu Yan couldn't understand it himself, so he just forgot it.

Anyway, the Yu family didn't show that they owed Wu Yan at all. Instead, they hid it everywhere, and taught them half of the spells.At the beginning, Wu Yan didn't know about this at all. It wasn't until he left Yu's house because he was going back to his hometown to take the college entrance examination that Uncle Zhang saw the clue.

Uncle Zhang has always been a very gentle person, but because of the Yu family's unkindness, his face was blackened.

It was only then that Wu Yan realized belatedly that he had actually learned nothing in the Yu family for so many years.But fortunately, his academic performance was not bad, and he was finally admitted to Imperial University, which was a consolation.

Wu Yan's thoughts drifted far away, and the young man in front of him didn't rush, just quietly waiting for Wu Yan to speak.

Suddenly, the young man seemed to squirm under the skin of the arm that had been stretched out in front of Wu Yan.

Wu Yan snapped back to his senses and looked closely, but saw no movement again.

It seemed that the moment just now was just his illusion.

Wu Yan has been called "the lone star of the devil" by the villagers for so long, so there is naturally something special about him.

So, even if it was just "as if" and "as if", Wu Yan would not think that he was wrong.

Thinking of this, Wu Yan's subordinates lightly touched the place where they saw the wriggling just now, which immediately attracted the young man's cry.

Wu Yan also withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and looked at the young man who was howling like a pig just now: "It hurts?"

"Nonsense, can it not hurt?! You are so hard..."

Wu Yan shook his head, "I just put my hand on it, I haven't used any force yet."

"I believe your evil!" The young man muttered, but he already believed Wu Yan's words in his heart.

What Wu Yan saw in his eyes was only swelling, but when he reached out and touched it just now, he could feel it was swollen.

It was as if something was hidden under the skin, bulging high.

Moreover, the moment Wu Yan stretched out his hand to touch the young man's skin, it seemed as if something had slipped away from under his hand, and the bulging lump disappeared quickly.