Marriage on behalf of others is risky, so you need to be cautious the second time

Smoke filled the entire field of vision, and the bony hand was raised and waved a few times, but it didn't disperse.

An Ge was floating in this chaos, confused and unable to find a foothold.He couldn't tell whether it was heaven or underground, hell or the world, until an elegant voice floated from a distance:

"Do you want to live..."

An Ge followed the prestige, and saw a figure swaying in the place where Yu Shengyan returned, thought for a moment, and said:

"Do not want to."

The voice was very unexpected and asked:

"Why?"

An Ge seemed to see the impermanence of black and white, his face was wary, he shuddered with fear, and immediately walked in the opposite direction.

"If I don't want to, I just don't want to. Even if I have 1 reasons, I won't tell you."

The voice let out two chuckles, and after a long time, said:

"you are interesting......"

Hearing the laughter, An Ge felt hairy all over his body, as if someone was stabbing him in the vest, he walked faster and faster, and finally started to run wildly.He ran fast, stumbled, and the wind with clouds and mist wanted to blow his ears off.

That voice was also shattered by the wind:

"You can't escape. If you are not obedient now, you will always be obedient in the future...as long as I find the talisman of the other shore..."

Pushing away the thick clouds, falling into the dry sea without water, passing through the forest covered with vines, thousands of mountains and rivers, and stopping at the top of the mountain with only a swaying outline, the sound finally disappeared, An Ge panted Stopping for breath, Ren Binghan's air passed through his lungs back and forth a few times, and he raised his hand to wipe his eyes vigorously.

He turned his head back in fear, and there was only a misty white nothingness in his eyes, and he was very grateful to get rid of that human-like ghost.

The situation just now suddenly seemed like a dream, and there were his vivid memories in the dream.

He was 12 years old that year, and when he died from hunger and cold, he also heard this voice.

"Do you want to live?"

At that time, he held the root of the tree that he hadn't had time to eat, and said, "I thought about it."

"You live from me, and I will take something from you, are you willing?"

At that time, he had nothing but the pair of cloth shoes that his father had bought for him that had been pierced by his thumb, so he nodded heartily.

But he withdrew from the ghost gate and ran home happily, thinking that he could see his father again, but his father only taught him an idiom——Yi Zixiangshi.

He later understood that what that person wanted was not a real object, not a pair of shoes, or a piece of jewelry, but the father he cherished the most since he was a child, who protected him like a mountain.

Naturally, it is hard to buy the Resurrection Pill, but he lost something that was a thousand times more expensive than the Resurrection Pill.

So this time, how could he agree?

Legend has it that if someone falls under the Xishi spell, his consciousness will be eaten away and he will gradually become a wooden dummy.There are two ways to completely become a puppet under human control:

One, make two life-threatening deals with the Blackbeard wizard.

Second, take the Gu worms with the Bian'an Talisman.

However, the Bian'an Talisman was placed on Xuefeng in the west of Hengyu, and there was a bronze gate that was closed all year round at the pass.There is no keyhole, but a key is needed to open it. People in Hengyu have been looking for this key.

Therefore, for those who urgently want to control Xishi's spell, the former is a better choice.

It's just that some people would rather die than make a deal with the black beard wizard...

Outside Huayang City, at a place surrounded by green mountains and flowing water surrounded by clouds and smoke, the ghost doctor of Jinghu jumped 8 times.

"Half of the blood has flowed out, and there is no gas in, why don't you just send a dead person over!"

When Han Zhen came out of the pharmacy exhausted, he stared and cursed while cleaning the blood on his hands.

Fang Yi hurriedly got up from the wooden ladder, waited for three days and three nights, his eyelids were black and blue, and his straight clothes were also crumpled.

"How about it?"

His face was pale, as if he had been drained of blood.Hasty, at a loss, as if the resolute Yongdinghou is not him.

The cold needle gave him a sideways glance, and as soon as his hands were soaked in the water, the vat was full of red, "What is it? You think I'm a fairy? I stabbed the knife in the chest, and I almost died when it was delivered. Can it be saved?"

A certain person who was usually as stable as Mount Tai suddenly lost his position, and grabbed Han Zhen's shoulder, wishing to remove the bone.

"Benhou advises you to think clearly before speaking!"

Han Zhen knew some ways of casting spells, put the ice grass Gu worm that had been raised for three years into Fang Yi's body, and after two days and two nights of biting, [-]% of the blood was released as An Ge's medicine.

Those 24 hours were not pleasant, every moment I could clearly feel the gnawing of Gu worms on every part of my body, scratching my heart.He endured it, endured it, just so that the person on the sick bed could open his eyes.

Han Zhen was taken aback by his Hades eyes, and his arrogance was extinguished immediately, "Fuck, it's just a joke, why are you so fierce..."

He tugged at his shoulder, and found that the other party was still motionless, and even tended to tighten up gradually, so he told the truth again:

"Oh, your precious lady is fine and can live, don't you feel relieved now?"

He looked at Fang Yi's expression cautiously, and seeing that he finally loosened a bit, he let go of his hanging heart.Then he moved his shoulder tentatively—well, it was dislocated.

Is this the attitude one should have when asking for help?

Is this the treatment that should be given to his famous ghost doctor!

"Take it back."

In particular, he expressed his dissatisfaction arrogantly.

Fang Yi was unmoved, "Next time you talk nonsense, I will remove your arm."

Han Zhen had known him for many years, so she naturally knew what he was up to, so she sighed magnanimously and said:

"That's good. The person in the left and right rooms is not completely out of danger. Next, he will be given a few complicated herbal medicines. I can't move my hands. I can just rest for a while. As for whether he can survive it, it's none of my business." It's over."

After saying that, he turned around idly and swaggered towards Jinghu Lake, obviously looking to have fun with the fishes, but in fact he was waiting for a certain lord to regret it.

Three steps...four steps...five steps...

There were hurried footsteps behind my ears, followed by a crisp "click", and my shoulder hurt, well, the dislocated shoulder could move freely again.

Han Zhen's scheming succeeded, he turned around with a smirk, and saw Fang Yi's right ear that was flushed red because he couldn't get angry, he couldn't bear it after all.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha------"

"What are you laughing at?"

Fang Yi was dizzy for a while, and sat down by the wooden ladder, the tendons on his forehead twitching.

Han Zhen burst into tears from laughing, and the muscles on her stomach were so sore, but she still couldn't help it, "Hahaha——I laughed, a certain person moved Fanxin and still refused to admit it hahahahaha——"

He dared to laugh unscrupulously, because he decided that this person would not dare to fight him, but when he saw the palm with the sleeves exposed and turned into a knife, he said, "The medicine for the person in the room hasn't been prepared yet, this ghost doctor really worked hard." , that person would hold back his anger, flick his sleeves angrily, and sit by the window of the medicine store to watch.

Han Zhen imitated the scholar in the private school and shook his head, "The so-called metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, one thing falls down the other. Lord, this time it fell?"

After he had laughed enough, he clutched his stomach and went back to his hut full of medicinal fragrance, and plugged the door bolt, and then he suddenly lost his strength. A few broken drops fell to the ground.

His face was as pale as paper in an instant, he took out a handkerchief from the skirt of his clothes in convulsions, and wiped his mouth carelessly twice.

"Now that the thousand-year-old iron tree is blooming, it's worth spending 20 years of my skills. At least, he got the true love, and I got the true meaning."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were lax but faintly bright, his eyes slowly turned to the thin pot of asparagus bamboo on the window sill, as if he saw the face of his lover, the smile on his lips became stronger, and he said:

"Right... Ah Qing?"

Pain...so painful that every inch of skin from the top of the head to the soles of the feet screamed, as if someone had used the tip of a knife to scrape away his flesh little by little.

When An Ge realized this, he decided to endure the pain and sleep.

Well, it doesn't hurt when I fall asleep.

While he was hypnotizing himself like this, he put away distracting thoughts and adjusted his breathing steadily, but the great cause of falling asleep did not go smoothly.

Cha...cha...

who is walking

wow-

Who's wringing out the towel again?

woohoo...

Someone was crying next to him!

An Ge was so angry that he sat up from the bed and yelled:

"Can you please be quiet!"

Due to his lack of pronunciation for a long time, his voice was very hoarse, and his nasal voice became much heavier.However, the voice is still as loud as ever.

In an instant, the room seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and after the deafening bang, it fell into a stagnant silence.

Xiao Xu, who was wringing out the towel, overturned the basin, and Fu Ling, who was wiping away tears, seemed to be frozen, her eyes stared like a bull's eye, and she didn't know whether the expression was sad or happy.

An Ge angrily didn't speak any more, waiting for the two guys who disturbed his sleep to admit their mistakes, only to find that the two guys didn't realize much, and they were still frozen in place.

Xiao Xu is a mute who can't make a sound, so he can only look at Fu Ling and point to the person on the bed.

Fu Ling was twisting the handkerchief soaked in tears, looked at Xiao Xu, then turned her neck stiffly, and looked at An Ge who was getting angry, her eyeballs finally moved.

So, the moment his reason came back, he threw himself on the edge of the bed and knelt down, tears flowing out like a flood that opened the gate.

"Master—you are awake—"

An Ge was confused, especially when he saw that Xiao Xu, who used to be as steady as Mount Tai, had red eyes, he was even more confused.

"What happen to you guys?"

Fu Ling raised her walnut eyes, "Master, have you forgotten? You blocked the sword for the Marquis before, and you never woke up after fainting. The royal doctor in the palace couldn't do anything. , took you to seek a doctor outside the city, and the doctor said, either, you wake up one day and behave like a normal person, or... you just fell asleep, and you can’t wake up again ..."

When An Ge heard Fu Ling say this, he was a little scared, "This, is it so serious?"

He didn't think about these things at the time, but he just hoped that Fang Yimo would be killed by the assassin, making him a widow for three years, trapped in the courtyard of a chaste widow, and not free all day long.

"Then, how is that monkey brother?"

Fu Ling supported the side of the bed, and said: "Master Hou is naturally much better than you. What the assassin did that day was not an intestinal injection, it only made people lose their internal energy gradually, and did not hurt the lungs. The imperial doctor prescribed a pill and it recovered." It’s just you, you snatched the whisk from the eunuch’s hand and rushed over, you don’t know martial arts, you don’t know how to punch, and you forcibly became an assassin’s sword practice target, almost getting yourself into it!”

Hearing that Fang Yi was safe, An Ge's heart relaxed, "Oh, everything is fine now, it's over!"

He is awake now, and it seems that, except for the half-human, half-ghost guy who threatened him, there are still many capable people in the world who can bring the dead back to life.

"It's not!" Fu Ling held down someone who was restless, "Although your wound is beginning to scab, you still must not move around, otherwise the high fever will persist like before, and the slaves will die of anxiety!"

"How many days have I been lying down? It sounds like you have been guarding for a long time."

Pointing to the four orthographic characters drawn by her on the corner of the wall, Fu Ling said, "No more, no less, exactly [-] days."

"Twenty days?!"

An Ge flickered his tongue in shock, quickly took Fuling's hands off the bed, and walked around without wearing shoes, "I haven't been lying down for so long since I can remember, Dad, I haven't grown mold!"

He wanted to jump in the yard, but the moment he touched the ground, he lost his strength and knelt down.

"Master, you haven't got out of bed for [-] days, your legs and feet are definitely numb, you can't move too hard!"

Fu Ling cried out in shock, helping him up and massaging his legs and feet.

An Ge was in a hurry, his accident was just a sleep for him, but when he thought that he hadn't seen Fang Yi for twenty days, he felt a little uncomfortable, maybe it was because he was killed that day. The account of the forced kiss has not been recovered, and now he wants to see that stinky monkey and wants to watch closely.

So he waved Fuling, "Oh, don't rub it, don't rub it, you go and get the big steamed bun and Yisheng pill, I'm going to find Brother Monkey."

Unexpectedly, Fu Ling, who had been obedient to him in the past, didn't move, but tremblingly withdrew the massage hand, her face turned pale.

"Master, you still don't want to go..."

An Ge frowned in confusion, "Why?"

Fu Ling finally stopped the tears and pattered down again, saying:

"We...we're out of order..."

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The word count in the past two days...don't you brag about me?