Chapter 23: From Gu
"You say that we are all of our kind, spurned by the world, and that we have been destined for this life since we entered the Tao. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoSince you and I are going to fight with the sky now, it's better to join forces! In the attic by the faint candlelight, a very light voice sounded, a soft voice that was neither light nor heavy, and spoke unscrupulously and rebelliously speaking.
In the dark night, the mosquitoes and moths outside the window all looked at a trace of candlelight like a cat smelling fishy, and rushed in one by one, but they were all blocked outside the house by an invisible and untouchable wall of light, and none of them could enter, and even the sound could not be heard.
"Heh, you are really bold enough, dare to hang in front of that fierce god all day long, not afraid that your life will be gone?" Suddenly, the figure who had been standing with his back slowly turned around with the words, and now his face had long since lost the honest smirk on weekdays, some were full of mockery, and his eyes were full of suffocating gloomy emotions. Ahh No, he is not Ah Ya now, he is the real him now, as early as the day when his mother was killed, and finally forced to drink the flesh and blood he cooked, hatred has long been rooted in his heart, and over time it has fermented in his heart to fester.
After a long time, the slender hand held the small embroidery scissors and cut off the wick of the candle burning in front of her, and the woman said quietly, "Even if I can fight God, I can always be killed by him with one move." ā
The candle that was cut off by the next son flickered and flickered, as if it was about to be extinguished, but it miraculously brightened up in an instant, and it burned brighter and brighter, and the bright candle flame shone on the woman's warm face, which was the green bamboo that had not moved for a long time.
Cuizhu lowered his hand, looking at the more intense candle on the table that was burned by the cut wick, his eyes were churning unwillingly, he was like this candle whether it was thousands of years ago or thousands of years later, the stronger the love, the deeper the hurt. But after that, time is like the oxygen that makes love burn, making her remaining wick burn even stronger.
For a long time, neither of them could speak.
Cuizhu suppressed his emotions, picked up the handkerchief that had been prepared on the table, and said, "There are things you want here, as long as you give the things inside to the little bald head to eat, then you and I will get our wish." ā
Ah Ya took the handkerchief and shook it slightly, and the handkerchief spread out in all directions, leaving only a green pill lying in the palm of his hand, making the air around him seem to freeze.
"This, this is from Gu."
"Take it, and we'll have peace of mind, and you'll be able to get your dust beads."
"Okay."
The sound stopped abruptly in the evening, and the light wall outside the house disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the mosquitoes and moths flew towards the house like wolves, but the candlelight in the house was quietly extinguished. There was not a single sound in the room. It's like the people in the house have blown out the lights and fallen asleep. Let the mosquitoes that are ready to rush in and eat and drink like headless flies, but they are not allowed to enter.
A silent shadow flashed outside the window of the medical bureau, and he entered a simple room very quickly, appearing at someone's bedside like a ghost, looking at the sleeping Wu Zhe, Ah Ya smiled with a cunning face.
It's really a narrow road! He couldn't forget the sleeping face in front of him, when he finally found a young spiritual tonic herb in the swamp, he wanted to wait a few days for its spiritual energy to be the strongest moment to pick it up, but he didn't expect this person to secretly pick up the spiritual tonic grass when he was napping, so that he wasted his efforts, and even stagnated his cultivation.
Now that he has met it again, he has long smelled the smell of the spirit tonic grass on him, this spirit tonic grass has a characteristic that the pill made by humans mixed with vulgar things and then refined with mortal fire is the same as the Cong Gu, it is emerald colored, and even the national hands in the world can't distinguish it when put together.
There are two grains from Gu, one is red and the other is emerald colored. If you need to take the Red Mother Gu, and then take the Emerald Sub Gu on others, then the person who takes the Emerald will obey the words of the person who takes the Red Gu, and the pill will break the moment it enters the person's body, and a blood-red, emerald worm will emerge from the inside. In fact, this is a fierce Gu in the demon world, and no one dares to try it easily, because once the Zi Gu is expelled from the body, the person who has taken the mother Gu will lose his heart and mana.
Ah Ya waved his hand in front of Wu Zhe's nose, Wu Zhe, who was originally asleep, really fell into a deep sleep at this time, Ah Ya opened the medicine box, and easily found the small wooden box hidden at the bottom according to the smell of the spirit tonic grass, and after opening it, he put the cong Gu into it without hesitation, and replaced a pill made of real spirit tonifying grass, and after doing this series of actions, he quietly left the room.
Now I can't wait for the fierce god to hold it back. Sure enough, after a while, the general manager Pang Lu came to the medical bureau and took away all the doctors in the medical bureau, and at this time, Wu Zhe also happened to wake up quietly, Wu Zhe, who has never liked to join in the fun, didn't know what the reason was this time, he had already found himself dressed neatly and carrying his baby medicine box, and the ghost followed everyone to the bald small room.
Everything went smoothly next, and when selecting the pill, Wu Zhe's hand was uncontrollably taken for a moment to take a pill that he didn't want to take. But this momentary loss of control did not allow Wu Zhe, who was flexible, to catch it.
Ah Ya hid in the corner of the corridor and saw that everything was going according to his wishes, and there was a smile on his face that was sure to appear, and this smile was terrifying.
After everyone left, Ah Ya flashed out, entered the wing, walked to the bed and gently pinched the chin of the bald head, put in the same green pill, and easily let the unconscious bald head take it, and then turned around and simply cleaned up the messy room, took the wooden door and hurriedly left.
And Miao Jinghuan, who has been lying on the bed and has been tossed by everyone, is deep in a dream at this time. After she fell into a coma, she seemed to have fallen into a whirlpool, full of colorful peach blossoms, curling fairy sounds, and the beautiful people embracing each other under the peach trees in front of her at this time.
In the sweet fragrance of flowers in her heart, Miao Jinghuan could only see the appearance of the woman far away, which was the woman in the dream, and also the appearance of Cuizhu. And whenever it tried to go to the other side to see the man's appearance, it couldn't take a step anyway.
I can only see his awe-inspiring back.
Although she couldn't see them, Miao Jinghuan could hear their conversation clearly.
"When I return from this campaign, I will beg the emperor to let me return to the field and remove my armor, and it will be good for me to marry you by then!" This joyful tone was full of pleading, but it made Miao Yinghuan, who was standing in the distance, crumpled his heart fiercely, and he only felt that such a humble plea should not be made by a man who should be proud.
"Okay, I'll wait for you." The man finally waited for the woman's answer, accompanied by the peach blossoms scattered in the air, and hugged the person in front of him excitedly, and saw that the woman's eyes were actually infatuated.
Miao Jinghuan saw it, which made her feel empathetic, like her own mood. The infatuation made her heart beat faintly, but she couldn't explain it.
When she thought about it more seriously, she was dragged out of the dream by a force and returned to the darkness she was familiar with.
Miao Jinghuan tried to open her eyes, but she was caught off guard by the sunlight shining into the window, closed and opened her eyes several times, and adapted to the bright light.
It was the second day she had been in a coma since she woke up, and she had become the fastest person ever to get better from a coma with a high fever.