You Are My Gravity

Quickly took out 5 yellow symbols on the palm of the child's feet and palms, with one on the center of the eyebrow.

Then he picked up the three clear bells and shook it a few times above the child, saying a sentence that everyone couldn't hear.

Putting down the ringtone, Zhou Ping reached out and probed the child's breath. It was slightly better than before. Just now upstairs, the child's breath was weak and almost impossible to detect.

Watching Zhou Ping's series of actions, both Wei Hongsheng and his wife had their eyes straight.

Zhang Qing also tremblingly put his hand under his son’s nose, and she felt that her breathing seemed to be stronger. This is the first time since the child got fever, they saw a little bit of hope. Before, every time was disappointment, every time The doctors said that we had nothing to do. The child’s condition continued to deteriorate and no one could do anything.

Only this time, after Zhou Ping shot, the child showed a slight improvement.

Zhang Qing looked forward to asking: "Master, this...isn't it all right?"

Zhou Ping glanced at him: "Okay? The beauty you think is beautiful. If it were so easy, your son would be well."

Wei Hongsheng was startled: "This...this...is the child's situation very complicated?"

Zhou Ping frowned. It was not a complicated symptom, but the child was shocked, but it was strange why the child kept... unable to come back.

Master Ren, who has been following, couldn't help but ask: "Don't all of what you just did make the child feel better?"

He has been watching Zhou Ping's movements just now, and he has to sigh. As soon as the expert makes a move, you will know where you are wrong.

He hadn’t even seen the talisman painted by Zhou Ping before, but he knew that it was very deep and should be a soul gathering formation.

The child is confused, and now it is the soul that scared him back.

Zhou Ping shook his head: "What I did just now was just to save his life. If I didn't do what I just did, the child would not be able to survive the morning and his life would be gone. Didn’t you find out that his palms, palms, and heart are already cold? ?"

Zhou Ping said only that Wei Hongsheng and his wife were shaking and their faces were full of panic and fear.

Zhang Qing's body couldn't hold it anymore, collapsed on the ground, grabbed the child's arm, crying with tears: "Peace, peace, my child..."

Zhou Ping said: "People are not dead yet, don't cry in mourning."

Wei Hongsheng was no better than his wife at the moment, trembling all over and his legs were soft.

When I thought that my son was almost gone, the two were extremely frightened.

Wei Hongsheng trembled: "Then now, my son...he..."

Zhou Ping told him truthfully: “Hanging for the time being, you won’t die, but I’ll protect him for two days. After all, my formation can’t last that long. In two days, if I can’t find him. Po, I can't help it."

Master Ren guessed wrong, Zhou Ping's painting is not for gathering souls, but for renewing life.

Wei Hongsheng and his wife both knelt in front of Zhou Ping.

"Master Zhou, we know that you must have a way, you must have a way... please, please... save the child's life, he is still young, he has never done anything bad... "

Zhou Ping glanced at Wei Hongsheng with doubts in her heart, but she did not immediately ask the question.

She said: "You don't need to kneel on me. Since I took this business, I won't be perfunctory. I still said that. I will do my best, but in the end, it's resigned.

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