"Spirit beasts?" Qing Rang's puzzled question, a short question, and a rising tone, Qing Rang was a little difficult to say.

"Can a human being be a spirit animal?" This is Mu Zi, she has seen thousands of strange spirit beasts from the ancient book "Strange Chronicles", but they can't escape the category of birds and beasts, but they regard people as spirit animals...... Mu Zi also felt novel.

Feng Yi waved his hand, and the more serious the blue on his face.

Feng Yi is a spirit beast of Qingrang, which is operated by Feng Yi in private. He used to work hard for Qing Rang's frail and sick, and after he found that he couldn't keep up with Qing Rang's weak speed with other people's internal strength, he began to read the papers overnight, and read the "Strange Chronicles", and saw that the book recorded that the master and the spirit beast could support each other, and when the master was weak, the spirit animal that volunteered to become a domestic beast could strengthen the master's physique; And when the soul beast is weak, the master's internal force can increase the internal force of the spirit beast.

At that time, Qing Rang was already lying on the sickbed with a thin body, describing Sister Lin's "two bends like frowning eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy." The state is full of sorrows, and the disease of the whole body. Tears are dotted, and the pant is slight. Quiet like delicate flowers shining on the water, action like weak willows supporting the wind. The heart is more than the dry, and the illness is as good as Xizi's victory of three points", which was the most appropriate for Qingrang at that time.

The most is the memory of the sunset.

After Feng Yi spied this secret from the book, he became obsessed with studying how to connect himself with Qingrang. Sometimes, it doesn't take a marriage contract to tie two young men and women together. Sometimes, love transcends everything.

Qingrang's body cannot bear the labor of raising animals, but raising animals is an equal treaty signed based on the will of the master and the spirit animal, and the suffering is the same for the master and the spirit animal. At that time, Qingrang, who seemed to be able to be broken by his waist if he used his strength, could cough up blood even if he walked a few more steps, and he was categorically unable to raise beasts.

So Feng Yi searched through the ancient books and came up with a recipe from the book that no one had ever tried: paralyze Qingrang, manipulate Qingrang herself, and use her ability as a devourer to transfer the pain to herself. This attempt is very risky, comatose, and for Qingrang, it may be temporary, but also permanent.

But for Feng Yi, who had just found a way to save Qing Rang, pinched the method that he had sorted out from ancient books that could save Qing Rang, and the excitement in his heart accounted for most of it, "If you are saved, you will be able to stay together." Such thoughts kept hovering in Feng Yi's heart; But the risk tormented him, and this dilemma kept him awake day and night.

After Qingrang was hospitalized again, but the doctor couldn't find the lesion, Feng Yi couldn't bear to see Qingrang on the hospital bed struggling in front of the ghost gate. Qing Rang said one sentence after another, "Brother Fengyi, you let me be free." "Hit Feng Yi's heart, it was a kind of heart-devouring Gu, tearing himself a little bit.

"Qingrang, shall we make a bet?" Feng Yi held back her tears, leaned down and stroked the girl's dry and shiny hair, "Uncle this time, I asked the best Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe a prescription for you and help you recuperate." After you wake up, if we give the old Chinese medicine doctor three months, if you get better, we will build up the confidence to live well; If the body doesn't get better, let's talk about the rest, right? ”

Qing Rang nodded obediently, for Qing Rang, Feng Yi would not lie to himself. After summoning the doctor to give Kiyorang an injection of morphine, the girl fell into a deep sleep, which was an endless nightmare for the girl. The ghosts are rampant, but there is no way to turn for help.

Seeing that Qing Rang fell asleep, Feng Yi, who was suffering, used feng shui to look at the face, measured the yin and yang of the characters, flipped through the old imperial calendar, chose a recent auspicious day of the zodiac, and began his own attempt.

In the past, it was not uncommon for the doom to be used on poultry, and Feng Yi had seen the opening of the altar earlier. So I went to find those magic weapons, offered pig's head fruits, and did not eat fireworks in the world for three days in a row.

At the same time, in the past three days, Feng Yi announced that he was closed to the outside world, but he went to the countryside to find those hidden people who knew these side ways.

The hard work paid off, and Feng Yi finally found someone who could help him, but he paid a huge price - he became a spirit beast for the rest of his life, and he couldn't enter humanity for thousands of years in the six reincarnations. Feng Yi gladly accepted that although he was a Taoist heir, he had received scientific knowledge, and he did not believe in an afterlife, but only believed in living in the present.

The process of opening the altar was not smooth, in order to let Qingrang enter sleep mode and not be frightened by what happened, Feng Yi bought morphine analgesics and sleeping pills from the black market, and after carefully inquiring about the dosage, he took the comatose Qingrang to the master's home.

The master cleaned up a house for the purpose of raising animals this time.

In the mud-tiled house, the Bodhisattva of the White Horse King is enshrined, and in front of the statue of the Bodhisattva is enshrined a rich tribute and incense sticks. In front of the offering table, there are two narrow wooden beds placed side by side, the width of the bed is just wide enough for one person to lie down, and the edge of the bed has a rope buckle to fix people. Next to the bed, there are the things that are needed to turn people into spirit beasts this time, such as gold scissors, red cloth, chicken blood, yellow paper, cinnabar, brushes, etc.

After opening the altar and burning incense, the smoke was filled for a few days, Feng Yi privately made a yellow paper customs clearance charm, changed his eight characters to coincide with the unicorn, as if hiding his identity, and revealed his new identity to the sky when the altar was opened.

"Have you really figured it out?" The expert was wearing the Taoist clothes when the altar was opened, and he had a trick in his hand that was about to be used, and as soon as this recipe was lit, then the young man had no room to turn back. He saw Feng Yi lying on the bed, closed his eyes and waited for him to do something, so he couldn't help but ask again, but when he saw Feng Yi looking at Qing Rang's eyes, he also understood that he had asked a superfluous word.

Feng Yi took one last look at Qing Rang, reached out and grabbed Qing Rang's hand in his sleep, and then closed his eyes.

"Let's get started, Master." Five words, loud and decisive.

As usual, before the ceremony begins, the hermit asks for a divination, and the hermit bows respectfully to the White Horse King Bodhisattva, and then explains the reason for the matter, takes out the ancient coin, and begins to ask the Bodhisattva for meaning. As the six coins fell under the incense table, the hermit understood the Bodhisattva's will and said in his heart, "This is all providence." ”

The hermit tied the two of them to the plank with a rope from the side of the bed, and then lit the trick.

Green smoke came out of the hermit's fingertips, and as the recipe burned out, the ritual began.

He cut Feng Yi's wrist with a knife, and the blood began to drip into the small copper basin on the ground, drop by drop, exhausting Feng Yi's energy, but giving Feng Yi great hope.

The hermit saw Feng Yi's eager eyes and anxiety, and with a wave of his sleeves, Feng Yi fainted.

……

"When I woke up, I found that I had become a spirit animal. As long as my mana is strong, Qingrang can maintain a relatively normal state, but when she eats her luck and changes Mr. Gu's fortune, I will also be affected. Feng Yi looked at Qing Rang in his arms and said to him.

When Qing Rang heard this, he raised his hand with great effort and held Feng Yi's hand, at this time, this seemed to be a woman in the prime of her life, her eyes were already blurred, and she said intermittently: "I, I thought it was the medicine of Chinese medicine that worked, but I didn't think about it, you ...... But you ......" The words were not finished, and the tears were already a thousand lines.

This is, Mu Zi, who was listening, also knew why Qing Rang was able to control Qingluo at that time, it turned out that Feng Yi was Qing Rang's spirit beast.

Although this fact is contrary to the principles of heaven, Mu Zi sounded a lot moved.

"No, Qingrang is too weak, the journey is difficult, if I put a lot of effort into maintaining the lives of the two of you, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with Lan Jia Meiduo." If you don't put away your hand, this trip originally only needed to take care of a lively Muzi, and he could still cope with this hardship, but the depth of the company's water, I don't know the depth of the feng shui department and the white-eyed old road, if you rashly spend your internal strength on the road to maintain the lives of Feng Yi and Qingrang, I am afraid that you will not be able to resist the enemy again.

The giant monkey monster suddenly thumped its chest a few times, then howled a few times, and danced as if it were saying something.

"No, you can't leave me and Qingrang here." Feng Yi can also understand the language of these animals.

It turned out that the monkey suggested that Feng Yi and Qing let rest in place, and they rushed to Lanjia Meiduo to find the Jade Snow Lotus.

"It takes more than a month to go back and forth, and it takes too long." Feng Yi Road.

"Well, plus Feng Yi has been tribulated in the past few days, if there is no one around, then the old way will not be able to find him." said disapprovingly, "Moreover, Qingrang's body can't wait for more than a month." ”

For a while, there was no solution.

"I have a solution." Mu Zi pouted, and a piece of grass was placed horizontally on the top of the person, and at this time, she was still careless and pushed her, so she hung everyone's appetite and didn't say how to do it.

Sure enough, he urged her eagerly, and even grabbed her wrist with his hand, and unconsciously used a little force, which made Mu Zi feel a little painful.

"I say, I say." Mu Zi struggled out and said, "Steal the car." ”