While attacking the opponent, the powerful energy will also quickly swim in Lin Fan's body, and because he has not entered the dark energy stage, his body cannot control this force at all, so that the guide zhì finally gathers around his chest, so Lin Fan has no way to use his internal strength at all, once he forcibly runs in his body, he will undoubtedly break through the level of his chest.

But now Lin Fan hasn't even entered the dark energy stage, how can he break through, so the first few times he started to run most of his internal strength from the dantian, his breath would begin to be disordered, and the feeling of chest tightness mixed with pain would follow, and Zhang Xishan obviously wanted to use external force to help Lin Fan with the help of acupuncture.

Seeing that Zhang Xishan didn't care about himself, Wu Xie cleaned up the clothes he took off from Lin Fan, which naturally included Lin Fan's little nene, and glanced at Lin Fan's lower body, Wu Xie still couldn't help blushing, although they were all men, he was still a half-old child after all, and he was naturally a little embarrassed to help Lin Fan take off his clothes.

Due to kneeling outside all night, the weather was freezing and the snow was falling, and Lin Fan's clothes were already damp, so Wu Xie just wanted to throw his clothes aside, but the purple sword just slipped down his clothes and landed at his feet.

Seeing that Zhang Xishan had been helping Lin Fan with needles and ignoring himself at all, Wu Xie pursed his lips, picked up the purple sword from under his feet, played with it, and showed a curious look from time to time, because he felt a sense of intimacy, as if he was calling out for the thing on his body.

"Yay, what is this, a sword? But why is there only one hilt? Not even the sword body, but the workmanship of this sword hilt is quite exquisite," Wu Xie said to himself curiously.

Zhang Xishan didn't notice these at all, because at this time he was concentrating on acupuncture for Lin Fan, every time he pricked a needle, he had to gather the dark energy in his fingers, and gently stir the silver needle with his hand, in order to increase the effect of acupuncture, Lin Fan's forehead broke out with hot sweat after a while.

Seeing that Lin Fan's face slowly eased, Zhang Xishan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his head casually, obviously he also spent a lot of effort.

Since borrowing strength is the most profound boxing technique in Yanqing boxing, the heirs of Yanqing boxing for generations have naturally left a way to treat its sequelae, but it is more troublesome. If the treatment is not done properly, it is very likely that the root cause of the disease will be left, and Zhang Xishan is so focused just now, he has to think about it for a long time with each injection, and he also has to use dark energy to assist in treatment, so he is naturally afraid that there will be a business trip in the middle.

The cold air entering the body and the internal injuries left by the strength of the fight undoubtedly aggravated Lin Fan's condition. But fortunately, Zhang Xishan had previously treated the sequelae of borrowing strength for the criminal he accepted when he was young, and had accumulated a certain amount of experience.

"Little rabbit, hurry up and help me carry your senior brother into the barrel," feeling that the time was almost up, Zhang Xishan said without raising his head, and at the same time holding a towel in his hand to help Lin Fan wipe the sweat on his forehead first, and then deal with the black and red blood overflowing from the corners of Lin Fan's mouth and nostrils.

Seeing that Wu Xie actually ignored him, Zhang Xishan threw the handkerchief directly and said, "Naive, why are you stunned there." ”

Although Wu Xie is sometimes naughty and mischievous, he looks like a little adult, but most of the time he is really innocent, and he is a little cute, so Zhang Xishan usually calls him "naïve".

"Uncle Shi, what do you think this thing is? You said it was a sword, but it didn't even have a sword body," Wu Xie turned around and asked with a frown, carrying the hilt of the sword in his hand as well.

Seeing the hilt of the sword, Zhang Xishan's face changed significantly, and then he took it and held the hilt. Because it is three-dimensional, there is a very thin slit at one end of the hilt, and it is obvious that the sword body is likely to come out from here, and the other end, that is, the head of the hilt, is concave into a circle, which is not artificial, but seems to have been designed by the designer this way.

"It's ...... This is...... Impossible, how could this thing be in the hands of this kid, this ......," Zai carefully checked it a few times, Zhang Xishan showed a surprised expression, and asked with a little trembling hands: "This thing is on Xiao Fan's body?" ”

"That's right, it fell from my brother's clothes," Wu Xie was slightly stunned for a moment, and then pouted and said, he couldn't understand why his uncle suddenly reacted so much, isn't it just a sword hilt, not as handsome as the things on his body.

"When the hilt of the sword was in your hand just now, did the thing on your body react?" Zhang Xishan seemed to remember something, suddenly grabbed Wu Xie's hand, and asked a little hurriedly, that impatient look, obviously wanting to know the answer immediately.

"Uncle Shi, you hurt me," Wu Xie first broke free of Zhang Xishan's arm, then nodded and said, "Yes, I feel as if this sword hilt is communicating with that thing." ”

"Haha, that's right, that's right, it's it, it's it, it can't be wrong," Zhang Xishan's face clearly smiled. "Quick, the water temperature is estimated to be about the same, carry your senior brother into the barrel first, and talk about the rest later," Zhang Xishan said with some excitement as he put the hilt of the sword aside.

Wu Xie pursed his lips and glanced at the hilt of the sword on the bed, obviously a little disappreciative in his eyes, just a hilt of the sword, and his uncle was so excited.

The two of them took a handle and directly put Lin Fan into the barrel, and then Wu Xie took two almost semicircular lids from the side, and put a lid on the barrel from both sides, Lin Fan's head happened to be stuck in the center without being loose, and his whole body was soaked in the bucket, except for the head that was exposed on it, which was stuck on the lid, but he was still unconscious, but his face gradually became rosy.

"Go and make some gruel for your senior brother, I estimate that he will wake up in a few hours," Seeing that the sweat on Lin Fan's face began to flow down, Zhang Xishan turned his head and said to Wu Xie.

Answered, Wu Xie went into the kitchen, although he is only sixteen years old this year, he can do a lot of housework, which is naturally thanks to Zhang Xishan's teaching.

The smell of herbs in the house is getting stronger and stronger, and because there is still a fire burning in the earthen stove, the smoke is quite large, but there is a lot of smoke coming out of the window next to it.

At this time, Lin Fan's hands in the wooden barrel moved slightly, and the pair of Danfeng eyes under the bangs also jumped twice, because the whole body was soaked in medicinal materials, Lin Fan's taste here was undoubtedly the strongest. Since ancient times, the bitter smell of herbs is unpleasant, which is not special to Lin Fan, and he obviously doesn't like this taste very much. It is not so much that he woke up naturally, but that he was awakened by the smell of herbs.

"It smells so bad, it's so hot, it's like fire, it's burning to death," Suddenly, Lin Fan's eyes widened suddenly, and he burst out of a foul mouth without saying a word, and at the same time, the body in the barrel began to struggle, and he didn't notice that Zhang Xishan was sitting on a stool not far from him.

"Ahem, I haven't seen him for a few years, my kung fu hasn't been long, and my temper has risen," Zhang Xishan didn't expect Lin Fan's first sentence when he woke up, he actually had dirty words, so he immediately glared at him fiercely, and said in a commanding tone: "Don't move, bear with it!" ”

Since Lin Fan shouted that it was hot, like a fire, it obviously meant that the temperature had gone up, and the medicine had begun to seep into the body through the pores, so Zhang Xishan walked over and threw a few sticks of firewood into the earthen stove.

Eh, he won't be roasted, seeing his master's movements, Lin Fan was worried for no reason, but he didn't dare to move anymore, he knew that his master must be treating his injuries, because at this time the dull feeling in his chest basically disappeared, as for the pain, there was no pain at all, to say that the only uncomfortable place was that his knees hurt a little, after all, he knelt on the ground outside all night, and it was strange that he could feel better.

"Master......" Lin Fan smiled a little embarrassedly, swearing in front of his master, Lin Fan really rarely dared to do this, and now he also remembered what happened before he fell into a coma, as if the master let him into the house, but as soon as he stood up, he vomited blood and fainted in the courtyard.

PS: I slept too late yesterday, so I woke up a little late, sorry!