Aunt Mei was shocked, even Meng Shu herself thought that she was hallucinating, she was fine just now, and besides, the juice of the spirit toad also has the effect of detoxifying all kinds of poisons, how could she fall straight down with a thud?

She ran over in two or three steps on her high heels and patted the man's face.

I saw him slowly open his eyes and look at Meng Shu in a daze.

"What's going on?"

"Head...... Headache...... Right now...... It doesn't hurt anymore......" Just now, I had a splitting headache, as if I had been struck by lightning, my internal organs were mixed together, and I couldn't breathe in pain. Seeing her running in a hurry, it was like a haze receding, and suddenly the clouds and fog were cleared, and the three souls and seven spirits returned to their places.

Meng Shu frowned, thinking that the man had not recovered, and was about to walk back to call three or two helpers, when he had just taken five steps and heard a wail behind him.

The man held his head and struggled in pain, like a wounded beast.

She hurriedly turned around and pounced again.

The man's pain disappeared, as if it had been nothing more than a hallucination. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, after all, there was no such strange phenomenon even recorded in medical books.

Why did you feel like you were going to die when you left five steps away, this woman couldn't be a five-step snake, right?

On the side, Meng Shu didn't know what the state was, after all, she had never encountered such a strange scene.

A man and a woman stood at the door of the inn, staring at each other motionlessly.

Seeing that the man's pain had just eased, Meng Shu moved a small step behind him slightly, and in an instant, the man's three souls and seven spirits seemed to be split and pulled, and his face struggled and distorted. She also seemed to see the man's spirit flying out of her body.

"Boom. ”

He fell to the ground unconscious - this was obviously Meng Shu's toss.

She was stunned, and quickly carried the person back to the room. The tourists watched the thin proprietress and the elderly Aunt Mei together, one pulling the head and the other dragging the feet, like rolling noodles, and finally pulled the person back into the house. The suit she had just put on was taken off by Meng Shu three or two times, and she couldn't help but open the man's mouth and pour in the juice of the spirit toad. His throat was bitter and bitter, and he felt as disgusting as if he had eaten ten snails.

However, men have not changed.

The sap of the spirit toad can cure all diseases, but this unseen symptom does not work at all. Suddenly, she saw that the spirit seemed to be about to break out of the cage, wanting to fly out of the body that imprisoned her, and the golden light burned with flames, flickering in front of Meng Shu's eyes.

She muttered to herself, "What's going on?" only to see the light flickering on and off, as if sliding on the surface of his body. There is an aura, and he leans closer to her slightly. Meng Shu gently stretched out his slender fingertips, and a little bit, the golden light was like a rippling lake under the sunset, and it became quiet in an instant, and slowly sank back into the man's body.

He opened his eyes and faced Meng Shu, who was expressionless above.

In fact, she has been in turmoil for a while, but her face is still not sad or happy.

"What's wrong with me?" he asked.

"I don't know. ”

"I can't remember anything. Who am I, what am I called, why did I end up here, why did such a strange situation happen just now?" the man looked sideways at the tourists who came and went outside the window holding lemon mint popsicles, and suddenly felt sour in his mouth.

The pale yellow popsicles let in the sunlight, and through the glass it seems to be able to document a fresh sweet and sour taste. The children downstairs licked it up and down, and the melted sugar water dripped down the popsicle to the ground. The mint was grown in Meng Shu's backyard, and the flavor was stronger than that sold outside. It only takes a small half leaf to get a fresh fragrance in the mouth and nose.

The popsicles made by Aunt Mei are sold together with hawthorn-flavored popsicles, one red and one yellow, which can be called the Internet celebrity food here.

The man didn't say anything, but he looked directly at the popsicle in the child's hand, and he admitted that he was hungry.

For such a long time, there is nothing else in my stomach except the juice of the toad, and I feel sick to my stomach just thinking about it. He looked back at Meng Shu, then nodded sideways out the window.

Meng Shu looked over and saw that it was as clear as glass.

"You don't remember anything about yourself, you just want to eat. She reproached, "This is a daily limit, eat one less one." I sell one for 15 yuan, whether you swipe a card, cash or QR code. Meng Shu is reluctant to take advantage of a man behind her back, not a piece of ice! This can be earned by her hard work, you must know how difficult it is to open a store in the world, originally water and electricity are enough to spend money, and now there are Internet fees. Fortunately, this courtyard house has its own title deed, otherwise this huge city would have no place at all.

"Neither, can you have one?"

"Tell me first, what do you remember?" Meng Shu crossed his legs, and leaned closer to him.

The man still shook his head.

She reluctantly got up and went to the refrigerator to get a popsicle, feeling very kind in her heart.

One-step, two-step, three-step, four-step, five-step......

She turned around and saw the man still lying on the bed looking at her unharmed.

"You don't have a headache?"

"Not now. ”

Meng Shu took two more steps slowly, but still didn't react.

"Get up!"

She felt that something was wrong, and even forgot to take the popsicle. Could it be that because this man fell into this courtyard, he can't leave the yard and himself in this life? Or is he pretending to be sick? This also doesn't make sense.

She pulled the man straight out of bed with one hand.

"What?"

"Get out!"

As he spoke, he had to pull out the door to test if it was really the case. The two walked down the stairs to the back door, and Meng Shu opened the lock with the old bronze key and looked at him.

The man snorted, "Are you a demon, you still use this ancient lock." As he spoke, he walked forward. After all, he himself wanted to know what the situation was.

Meng Shu stood in the shade of the tree and looked at him, the man moved cautiously step by step, suddenly screamed, and staggered to the ground.

Five steps.

Just five steps to the right.

She found that he could only be five steps away from her, or he would be unconscious. Meng Shu hurriedly walked over and caressed the spirit that wanted to break through the immortal god's flight. Suddenly, she noticed a mental chuckle. This is not the spirit of a normal person......

It seems that the three souls and seven spirits are each missing by half.

Humans often say, "This man is missing a few souls", and that is a complete loss. But this man is different, his soul has been split in half, and the other half is missing. Meng Shu ruffled his tan hair and found that there was something flickering on his forehead. When I looked closely, I saw nothing again.

Odd.