Chapter Seventy-Nine
It was the long, slender beak of the headless, blood-colored Martian humanoid Gu worm aggregate. It may not be able to speak with the dexterity and intelligence of a human, but it can imitate human beings in his own way.
Qin Xiusheng jumped twice as if he had been provocative before a martial arts competition, and raised his middle fingers at it with both hands.
It is angry and angry, and the viper spits letters, and it is wild against the sky.
Without a head, he could accurately rush towards Qin Xiusheng.
Qin Xiusheng put away the hands that had just made a provocation, clenched his fists around his waist, then turned his hands into palms, his whole body sat down, and a scalpel with a blue light flew out of his left and a black wood wrapped in purple gold on the right.
Although Qin Xiusheng's heart was full of enthusiasm at this time, he still seemed a little timid compared to the military bigwigs. In the face of this huge evil thing, he was stunned again, and summoned the artifact but did not dare to use it.
Just as the cone of the poisonous insect was about to cut his head in half, the awl was "poisoned". As if rusted, black dust and dregs fell off from top of him.
Stripped of its black, rotten shell, the glowing green-fluorescent core was revealed.
Qin Xiusheng also slowly relaxed from the vigilant posture of guarding his head and putting his chin on his chest, threw away the knife in his left hand, lowered his head and stretched out his hand, and made a pretending to be forced as if he was about to start a Michael Jackson dance. He said coldly: "Hmph, do you think that if I am soft on the sick and soft on you, I will be merciful to you demons? My aim is not to give up on a sick person, and at the same time not to let go of a sick demon. ”
With that, the empty left hand drew a circle and lifted it back, and a magnet was embedded in the palm of the hand, and the green core was sucked out, revealing its true face.
A small green sun rises in front of the palm of your hand, emitting a refreshing cold light that makes your skin cool and swishing like an aloe vera patch.
Then a cloud of soft energy spilled out of the green ball. Like clouds rolling up, lingering, twisted into a ball. It gradually dissolved, and one by one it was straightened by an invisible hand out of nowhere. Like a beautiful woman's hair, stretching out.
This green air mass was transported to the broken glass gourd bottle, and the air flow circled, gradually covering the whole bottle, and covering it with a layer of transparent tender green cicada chrysalis, protecting it from the outside world.
Qin Xiusheng suddenly retracted his left hand, turning his palm into a fist and closing it around his waist. Get up and stand up straight, start work left and right, rush out of the waist with both fists in turn, and dance a few times in a circle, playing a set of combined medical boxing techniques. The sleeves of his coat made a gust of wind, and the whole small room whirred, drowning out the howl of the gloomy wind blowing in from the window. This left and right style, between the moves, the lotus root is broken, and the shape is broken. The chrysalis also broke away, turning into a changing, flickering, ethereal martial arts current, and turned into a butterfly to dance, and Qin Xiusheng skillfully corresponded to it, accompanied by singing and dancing, like a harmonious and gorgeous dance, and like two martial arts masters who were fighting, so that the bottles and cans in the other room were clapping and shaking on the side.
In the final form, he kicked his legs, although it was the strength of a scholar, but it still shattered the green gas in front of him and dissipated in the room.
The cracks were gradually filled with green gas, and then the cracks shrank and smaller, leaving only gaps the size of spider silk.
The green light vanished, and the little sun shattered into a pile of firefly-like fragments that gradually fell in the air.
This healing aura is so powerful that even lifeless bottles and crockpots can be restored. This seems to have gone beyond the realm of healing, but is a purer and more authentic healing technique.
The smoke vanished, and his qi was also exhausted, without this battle, he might not know how powerful he was. At the same time, I don't know how weak I am, kicking my legs, raising my hand, and I'm so tired that I can't breathe.
The mercury face in the sarcophagus melted, calm as a mirror, and the mercury face glittering with moonlight appeared in front of him in a state where nothing had happened.
Qin Xiusheng must have been moved by the compassion of his healer, and was shocked by the skill of smashing Gu worms, he put down the sin and butcher's knife that he didn't know who gave him, made a basin of mercury again, and restored his former peace.
It seems that force can bring people to their knees, but medical power can shock the world and weep ghosts and gods.
Qin Xiusheng thought to himself, through the broken window, there was already peace and tranquility outside the window.
"Die or sleep, fun. Even if I went to bed, I would be cut by a thousand knives as if I was lying on a cutting board. And I don't really care about how I die, the point is that when I die, someone will die because I am not there. ”
He thought as he paced, and could only feel the countless weeds he had stepped on.
The weeds are probably quite thirsty, and the heavy rain that has just stopped is now almost a thin layer of foam. It seems that the rain that has just fallen is not ordinary rain, but artificial rain of unknown composition. This thunder is probably not God's masterpiece, but a resounding song created by some strange machine improvised and created.
Could it all be that this is all about stopping tomorrow's surgery.
The competitors of the military bigwigs are also too strong, not only can they pretend to be ghosts, but they can also play with thunder and lightning and rain in applause, turning clouds and rain, and changing in a variety of ways.
Plus those Gu insect swarms that were turned into dust by him, but still annoying. These people are worthy of being jingle cats, saying that what they change becomes what they say, and they have a world in their pockets.
Not far from the field, the rows of white light from the bushes gradually became clear, and he suddenly remembered that it was 4 o'clock in the morning, a time when it was absolutely impossible to be found after going out in the wilderness, let alone in this unstable land where there was bloody struggle at any time.
Before I knew it, the morning had passed.
In the afternoon, Qin Xiusheng was ready to go and get the money. After thinking about it, Qin Xiusheng still called Ding Bai as the driver. Leave the hotel and head straight to the Bank of Kyoto.
Things went surprisingly well. Qin Xiusheng just reported his name at the front desk, and was led to an office and got a gold card. Qin Xiusheng was very satisfied. So I thought, anyway, it's out, and the money is in hand, so it's better to go and meet that Mr. Hu.
When he was in the car, Qin Xiusheng called Lin Yueli and asked her if she knew about a shareholder of the Qin Group branch, surnamed Hu. Lin Yueli helped Qin Xiusheng check. Just an ordinary shareholder, nothing special. has been running a medicinal herb business all year round, and he is not a rich party, but he is also full of money.
Qin Xiusheng inquired about the ins and outs of this Mr. Hu, but he still had no bottom in his heart. When talking about business, it is the most normal process to be straightforward, and to have a brief understanding and handover with the person in charge of the group branch. However, in the two days he came to Kyoto, he did not receive any news from the Kyoto branch except for running blindly for treatment. So many shareholders, so many collaborators. However, his second uncle asked him to take the initiative to contact this surnamed Hu, so this surname Hu must not be so simple.
Ding Bai's Bentley drove at full speed and headed for the outskirts of Beijing.