I rely on healing powers to save my life

Shiratori Xia's eyes lit up, "Yuanyi? Are you okay?"

Ji Guoyuan didn't reply him, he breathed heavily and frowned.

Shiratori Xia suppressed the panic in her heart, bit her lips and increased the output of her healing ability.

Until Shiratori Xia's energy was exhausted, Ji Guoyuan had no intention of getting better.

Bai Niaoxia supported Ji Guoyuan to lie down, went out to fetch water, put the wet towel on Ji Guoyuan's forehead, and stayed by Ji Guoyuan's side anxiously.

That's all he can do now.

But he didn't even know why Ji Guoyuan became like this.

Ji Guoyuan's body temperature was frighteningly high, and soon the towel on his forehead became hot.

Shiratori Natsu re-wet the towel and put it on.

Shiratori Xia repeated this action mechanically, and the night passed quickly.

The sky brightened immediately, and Shiratori Xia closed the doors and windows tightly to ensure that the sun would not shine in.

Shiratori Xia returned to the bed and sat down, Ji Guoyuan frowned, as if he was suffering some severe pain.

Shiratori Xia hugged her knees, buried her head deeply in her arms, and bit her lips tightly.

Since the end of the world, the only thing he can help his companions is his own healing ability. If he doesn't find out what's wrong with his companions in time, and fails to heal them in time, then how can he be worthy of his companions' all-out protection.

Compared with getting hurt herself, Shiratori Natsu is more afraid that her companion will get hurt in front of her and she will be powerless.

But now he doesn't know what to do at all, and he doesn't know how to help Ji Guoyuan Yi.

A sense of powerlessness rises from the bottom of my heart, mixed with self-blame and anxiety.

Until the smell of blood came from his mouth, Shiratori Xia woke up suddenly and loosened his teeth.

He reached out to re-wet the towel on Ji Guoyuan's forehead, and stretched out his hand to transfer some of the restored healing power to Ji Guoyuan's body.

Anxious tears blurred Shiratori Natsu's eyes.

Please, please get better.

Shiratori Xia kept repeating the three things of changing the towel, using the ability and restoring the ability. The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and three days passed.

On the third day, someone knocked on the door of Shiratori Xia's house.

Shiratori Xia braced his tired body to open the door, it was a villager.

Their child is sick, and they want to ask Shiratori Natsu to take a look.

Shiratori Xia thought for a moment and agreed.Check it out and come back soon.

Shiratori Xia went out with the medicine box on her back.

Here, Ji Guoyuan has been confronting the sun in his consciousness.

The sun is the embodiment of his solar breath, which grows stronger and louder, trying to devour him.

This is what all swordsmen with stripes have to face.

To be swallowed by your own strength, or to conquer them for yourself.

It is undeniable that the breath of the sun is very strong, the sun is scorching, and the flames are scorching him.

But whenever Ji Guoyuan is at a disadvantage, there will always be that gentle moonlight-like power entering into his body.

The moonlight healed his wounds, protected him from the flames, and drove back the sun.

After a long tug-of-war, Sunshine finally lost to Ji Guoyuanyi and retreated.

Ji Guoyuan stood where he was and let out a breath.

He opened his eyes, and it was pitch black outside the window. He was lying in the cabin by himself, a candle was flickering on the table next to him, and there was a basin of water beside him.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan sat up, a wet towel fell from his forehead.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan picked up the towel, he looked around the hut.

Shiratori Natsu is not there.

Are you out?

As soon as Ji Guoyuan stood up and moved his body, he felt very comfortable, as if he had taken a hot bath and slept soundly.

He clenched his fists, and his body was full of strength, which was the feedback from the sun's breath to him.

At this moment, the door creaked and was pushed open.

Ji Guoyuan turned his head to look over, Shiratori Xia walked in from the door.

Bai Niaoxia was taken aback when he saw Ji Guoyuan, and then his eyes sparkled, "Yuanyi, you're awake!"

"Yeah." Ji Guoyuan nodded.

Bai Niaoxia put down the things in his hands, approached Ji Guo Yuan Yi, looked up and down, stood on tiptoe and put his hand on Ji Guo Yuan Yi's forehead, to make sure that he didn't continue to have fever, the stone in Bai Niao Xia's heart fell to the ground .

Shiratori Xia grabbed Ji Guoyuan's arm, leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Ji Guoyuan's chest, and sighed deeply, "Great, you finally woke up, do you know that you have already woken up?" You have been in a coma for three days, why didn't you tell me that you are not in good health?"

"I'm sorry." Ji Guoyuan lowered his head, his eyes fell on the hair on the top of Bai Niaoxia's head, "I didn't expect it to be so serious."

Shiratori Xia said in a muffled voice: "Is this also a side effect of the breathing method? It has something to do with your body temperature rising last time?"

"Um..."

"Then when I asked you before, you kept saying that you were fine!" Speaking of this, Shiratori Xia suddenly raised her head, and glared angrily at Ji Guoyuan, "Do you know that I saw you lying on the ground when I came back How scared."

"Fortunately, you are fine. If something happens to you in front of me, I will definitely blame myself to death. I have the ability to heal you, but I haven't noticed your abnormality..."

Shiratori Xia's ending sound trembled, Ji Guoyuan was stunned and looked over in bewilderment.

Shiratori Xia's hand holding his arm trembled slightly.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan pursed his lips, he worried Shiratori Xia.

"I'm sorry Shiratori, it won't be like this in the future." Ji Guoyuan stretched out his hand, wrapped Shiratori Xia in his arms, and patted Shiratori Xia's back unskillfully to comfort him.

Jiguo Yuanyi's breath surrounded Bai Niaoxia, Bai Niaoxia lowered his eyes, and hugged Ji Guo Yuanyi after a while, "There will be no next time."

"Well, there will be no next time."

When Shiratori Xia calmed down, Ji Guoyuan poured him a glass of water with great understanding.

Shiratori Xia took a small sip from the water glass, "By the way, you haven't told me why this happened this time, you have to be honest."

Ji Guoyuan sat down opposite Shiratori Xia, with a face full of confession, "It's markings and breathing."

"Stripes and breathing techniques are weapons used by swordsmen to enhance their physical strength to fight against ghosts, but they will also put a load on our bodies. Except for me, none of the swordsmen with stripes can live beyond the age of 25. My Weakness is also due to the effect of the pranayama on the body."

"Then if you don't use the breath of the sun, won't this happen?"

Ji Guoyuan nodded, "Well, but that's impossible. Before I kill Guiwu Tsuji, even if I die due to exhaustion of energy, I won't just live by it."

Shiratori Xia sighed softly, "That's true, but your body will collapse in this way, I don't know if my treatment can help you..."

"Yes." Ji Guoyuan said firmly.

"Eh?"

"Yes, or it should be thanks to you." Ji Guoyuan looked down at his hand, "When I was fighting against the breath of the sun, I obviously felt another gentle force that healed me, if it wasn't for you , I might not wake up so soon."

Ji Guoyuan raised his head and smiled at Shiratori Xia, "Thank you, Shiratori."

Shiratori Xia softened her expression, "Really, that's great."

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Ji Guoyuanyi's health, the two returned to their usual lives.

The village stayed for a few months, and the two continued on to another village.

After changing several villages, a year later, Shiratori Xia and Ji Guoyuan came to a big city.

They found a hotel to stay.

This place is different from the villages outside. At night, everyone lights up the lights, and people come and go on the street.

Shiratori Xia looked out through the window, the people here seemed to be arranging something.

Shiratori Xia asked the owner of the hotel curiously.

"Well, we are preparing to celebrate the festival recently, and we are preparing for the celebration."

Shiratori Xia excitedly grabbed Ji Guoyuan, "There is a celebration here!"

Seeing Shiratori Xia's excited appearance, the boss added cheerfully, "You are welcome to come to our celebration, we will prepare a lot of delicious food to entertain you."

"Really! Thank you!"

The celebration started three days later and lasted for three days, but the atmosphere of the celebration has already spread.

After dark, Shiratori Xia dragged Ji Guoyuan into the street, and the roadside was full of shops full of things.

Shiratori Xia looked at the snack next to him, his eyes sparkling.

"Yuanyi, do you have money?" Shiratori Xia looked at Jiguo Yuanyi.

"Yes." Ji Guoyuan took out the money bag from his arms.

Shiratori Xia took the purse, and the heavy weight fell into Shiratori Xia's hands.

Shiratori Xia opened the purse and was taken aback by the amount inside.

Shiratori Xia stared at Ji Guoyuan with wide eyes, "Why do you have so much money?"

"I'll be paid when the Ghost Killing Squad works." Ji Guoyuan said honestly.

"Is the ghost killing team so rich?" Shiratori Xia took out a few copper coins and exchanged them for maltose from the stall owner.

"Some people who were helped by the Ghost Slayer Squad will fund us..."

As Ji Guoyuan was speaking, Shiratori Xia stuffed a piece of malt candy into his mouth.

The sweet taste spread to Ji Guoyuan's mouthful.

"This is delicious, isn't it?" Shiratori Xia said with a smile.

The light behind Shiratori Xia illuminated him and gilded him with a layer of gold.

"En." Ji Guoyuan turned the candy in his mouth around and nodded seriously.

In a place neither of them noticed, a ghost appeared and left.

Oni Wu Tsuji opened his eyes and found it.

Oni Wu Tsuji raised his hand, and another ghost appeared behind Oni Wu Tsuji.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou explained something, and the ghost responded and left the room.

Three days later, the celebration began.

Shiratori Xia happily dragged Ji Guoyuan to the venue of the celebration. There were people performing on the center stage, and people gathered around to watch outside. From time to time, there were applause.

Shiratori Xia stood on tiptoe and looked into the stage.

Suddenly, Shiratori Xia smelled a faint smell of blood, and this smell was quite familiar.

Shiratori Xia hadn't remembered that there was such a smell there, and there was a commotion in front of her eyes.

The crowd scattered and fled, and he heard someone shouting.

"There are evil spirits hurting people!"

Ji Guoyuan took two steps forward and looked over, Shiratori Xia suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

When he turned around, blood splashed on his face.

The smell of blood became thicker, and Shiratori Xia suddenly remembered it.

This is the blood of Onimai Tsuji.

The smell of Oni Wu Tsuji's blood came from the mouth, and the instinct of being a ghost was aroused by the blood of Oni Wu Tsuji, Shiratori Natsu's eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils, and the canine teeth in his mouth swelled.

Before Shiratori Xia could react, someone suddenly pointed at him.

"The devil is here!"