Yang Xianmao couldn't help but be taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to let go. But he himself instantly felt a kind of power from that woman, this force to break free was so fierce, almost out of Yang Xianmao's control, Yang Xianmao immediately woke up, this woman should be that terrible illusion, he immediately tightened his arms again and clasped the other party deadly.

Soon the black panther in his arms changed again, and became the poor Luo Laohan that Yang Xianmao was healing, looking at him with round eyes, as if begging him to let him go. But Yang Xianmao had already learned from the past and would not repeat the mistakes of the past, so he still firmly locked the neck of this monster.

Immediately afterwards, the monster in his arms turned into a terrible rotting corpse, his whole body emitted a disgusting stench, and the muscles on his body fell down piece by piece. The head overgrown with maggots, especially the neck where Yang Xianmao's face was tightly cling, turned into large swaths of rotting carrion, which were covered with white wriggling maggots, and some even climbed up Yang Xianmao's face.

If this illusion didn't turn into a disgusting corpse, but into something more terrifying, maybe Yang Xianmao would still feel a little frightened in his heart. But turning into a carrion corpse was too common for Yang Xianmao, because he had come into contact with too many such corpses, so he didn't have any thoughts of being shocked and letting go at all, and he was even more sure that it was all fantasy. Although the sharp bone claws on the rotting corpse could scratch Yang Xianmao's body with heart-rending pain every time, these pains made Yang Xianmao, who had already been tempered by Yin and Yang True Fire, almost ignore it.

At this moment, a bright ray of sunlight was projected outside the window, and the sunlight gathered on the ground into a small bright spot, which gradually elongated and moved forward. The direction of movement is exactly the leg of the carrion.

The rotting white skeleton knew that the end was coming, and struggled with all its might. Yang Xianmao was almost out of control, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted. He let out a hysterical roar, as if the roar would allow him to control the rotting corpse in his arms more tightly, and temporarily forget the sharp pain.

Finally, the bright sunlight transferred to the violently struggling carrion corpse, and Yang Xianmao immediately felt the highly decomposed corpse controlled in his arms shake violently, and then collapsed, and no longer struggled. At the same time, he smelled a smell of rotten eggs, which began to move upwards from the rotting corpse's legs, turning into puffs of black smoke that soon filled the entire lobby. Yang Xianmao felt that the thing in his arms had become a long-haired animal, and it was very small, like a rabbit, and its feet had only reached its belly.

Yang Xianmao slowly let go of the monster in his arms, and after glancing at the monster, he found that the girl and Luo Laohan who had become behind the black panther and the highly decomposed corpse behind him had disappeared and turned into a black fox.

And at this moment, there was a burst of laughter from the dark depths of the roof, the laughter was very familiar, but Yang Xianmao couldn't remember who it was. It's a bit like Zeng Bu, it's a bit like Wang Tongju, and it's also a bit like Venerable Ling Xiao.

But the laughter disappeared in an instant, Yang Xianmao struggled to get up, his arms still firmly holding the black fox, pinching its neck with his hand, and slowly walked out, until he reached the door of the lobby. Here, the sun fell on them without any obstruction. The black fox in his hand was completely dead, his neck was soft, and Yang Xianmao could feel that its erect neck had been crushed by himself.

He looked down at his body, for fear that the terrible black fox would tear open his chest and abdomen. That would be troublesome, because I don't have surgical instruments, and even if I did, I wouldn't be able to operate on myself under general anesthesia. You have to endure severe pain, which is very dangerous. However, this look surprised him very much, he didn't find any scars on his body.

Yang Xianmao looked everywhere for the place where the severe pain he had just appeared, and those pains seemed to be still there, but his clothes were intact. Yang Xianmao unbuttoned his clothes and checked his body, but he didn't see any scars.

Was the previous fight all an illusion?—He jerked back into the lobby, but he could clearly see that the screen had been knocked down, and that there were traces of fierce fighting in the lobby. But his clothes were intact, and his body was not injured.

Yang Xianmao felt extremely frightened, and looked down at the black fox he was pinching. He was still cautious and did not let go of his right hand that was holding the black fox's neck. took a deep breath, slowly raised his left hand, turned his palm into a knife, and stabbed it into the black fox's chest.

At night, there is an unusually strong defense, and the black fox that is not afraid of any attack and changes into a black panther is actually like tofu under the palm of Yang Xianmao, and it is easily pierced. Yang Xianmao inserted his palm directly into the black fox's chest, grabbed its heart and pulled it out, stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it in his stomach.

This is also recorded in ancient books, and the black fox's heart must be swallowed directly to be able to cure his terrible vision.

So although it was very fishy, Yang Xianmao still did not hesitate to stuff the black fox's heart directly into his mouth. After swallowing the black fox's heart into his stomach, Yang Xianmao let go of the black fox with confidence.

As soon as he put the black fox down, Yang Xianmao heard the sound of someone talking, and it was coming from this side. It seems that there is not a complete lack of people in this yamen, and there may still be people left to guard the yamen. It's just the middle of the night, and no one wants to come out. Only then did they let them wander around the yamen, shouting and shouting. Now that the sun is out, they finally dare to show their faces.

Yang Xianmao looked down at the blood on his chest and immediately stood up. Of course, you can't be seen by people like this. He immediately flew out of the lobby and quickly ran in the direction of Luo's house.

There were two officials who had been left behind to guard them. In fact, last night they heard the sound of shouting and shouting here, but because it was not yet dawn, they didn't dare to come out to see, and now they saw that it was already dawn, so they finally dared to come out.

The two men each carried a waist knife on their waists, and cautiously probed their brains to the side of the lobby. When he looked inside, he saw a black fox lying on the platform at the entrance of the lobby, with a large pool of blood under him, and a large hole in his stomach, from which the blood came out.

The two looked at each other in surprise, then tiptoed over and looked around. Finding that there was no one else around, he looked down at the black fox again, and was surprised. One person said, "It looks like a fox, and it's black." ”

Another servant said happily: "This is a fortune, I heard that the meat of the fox tastes very delicious, let's go back and let the kitchen make two appetizers, let's drink two drinks tonight." ”

The previous official slapped him on the back of the head and glared, "You are stupid, don't you know that the black fox is a spirit? The fox who has become a spirit dares to eat you when he sees you, aren't you afraid that the fox fairy will trouble you?"

The official who said he was going to eat the black fox touched the back of his head and nodded, "I, I forgot about this stubble, or let's find a place and bury it." ”

The two of them carefully picked up the body of the black fox, and a servant looked at the broken chest and abdomen of the black fox who had been taken out of his heart in surprise, and said nervously: "Look here, who will take out the heart and liver of this fox?"

Another official said: "What did I say, this must be a fight between spirits, killing this black fox, and taking away all the hearts and livers." This kind of weird thing, let's not interfere. Hurry up and take the fox and burn it, set up a tablet at home, and make a good offering. Maybe this fox will be grateful to the two of us, and will be able to bless the two of us to be able to soar in the future. ”

As soon as he heard this, another official nodded again and again, but said: "I don't expect it to bless me to soar, as long as I bless this time, if the army of the Jin Dynasty breaks through the city, it can save the lives of my family." ”

Hearing this, the official immediately slapped him on the back of the head and said, "You want the garrison and the magistrate to hear this, it's strange if you don't hit your board, you are disturbing the morale of the army." ”

The open-mouthed official scratched his head, looked left and right to see that there was no one, and hurriedly walked away holding the body of the black fox.

Yang Xianmao climbed over the fence and chose a secluded place to walk as much as possible. quickly returned to Luo Laohan's house, avoided the Luo brothers and sisters, and still entered through the window. Because he had warned the Luo brothers and sisters before, unless Luo Laohan's condition was serious, he should not disturb himself and let him have a good rest, so of course the Luo brothers and sisters did not find him leaving.

Yang Xianmao went into the house to find some water and washed off the blood on his hands, which he left after taking the heart of the black fox and devouring it. After washing, he poured out the water, changed into a robe, put the changed robe and lay down on the bed, and then breathed a long sigh of relief. I hope that this method of treating illusions from the ancient books will be effective, but in fact he believes this, because the black fox can indeed make him hallucinate. In this case, it should be the right prescription for the symptoms, able to cure your own terrible vision.

Yang Xianmao was a little worried about whether there was any change in Luo Laohan's illness, so he turned over and got out of bed and walked quickly to Luo Laohan's door. As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Luo Xiaomei walking around, looking happy and a little anxious.

Yang Xianmao walked over quickly, and Luo Xiaomei ran over happily when she saw him, and said, "Brother Yang, your medicine really works, my father's asthma has stopped." He also said that he felt much better, but he was still a little weak. He feels that your medicine is very symptomatic, and his body can now feel that even he is slowly getting better. The breathing that used to be very uncomfortable is now much easier, and I have just woken up and given him another pill of your medicine. ”

Yang Xianmao breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "That would be great." "Let's go to the bed" Luo Laohan looked at him gratefully, and said in a weak voice: "Thank you Xiao Langzhong, no, I should call you a little divine doctor." You are much more powerful than those so-called famous doctors, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would only ...... this time I think your medicine is very effective. ”

Yang Xianmao smiled and took his wrist, checked the pulse and looked at the tongue, and found that his condition had improved significantly. It seems that this miraculous home remedy has once again played a role, turning this dying old man into a safe place.