"What's going on?" Liang Yi asked suspiciously, no wonder he always smelled a smell of urine before, "I'm also surprised, there are people who like to drink urine!" ”

He deliberately raised his voice in the second half of the sentence, and Zhou Wei, who was originally angry, stumbled, his eyes widened, and he almost fainted.

"Lean on ......" Zhou Wei clenched his fists, staring at Meng Hao and Liang Yi with hatred, his teeth clucked, as a rich second generation, he has always had a sense of superiority in front of people from small cities like Meng Hao, but now he is deflated again and again, it is more uncomfortable than killing him.

The key is that since I came back from Xi'an last time, I don't know who actually spread the news that he was urinated by Meng Hao, although it was all passed on in private, but almost everyone in the class knew it, and everyone looked at him strangely, especially the girls who liked to come to him one by one, and muttered a few words from time to time.

Zhou Wei also analyzed that in addition to himself, there were a total of seven people present at the time, and only Meng Hao and Liang Yi had the motivation to spread the matter.

"No matter what, we can't let them both go!" Zhou Wei thought through gritted teeth.

Along the way, Liang Yi curiously asked Meng Hao what happened, why Zhou Wei was so miserable, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, not to mention, he was obviously urinated again.

Meng Hao briefly told him what had happened, and of course he didn't tell him about forcibly casting a spiritualist technique, after all, Meng Hao wouldn't easily tell anyone about the magic technique.

"Haha, I didn't expect Zhou Wei to be a good man, but it's a pity that Huang Mao is not interested in him!" Liang Yi said with a smile, "He is also unlucky enough, he originally wanted to deal with you, but he suffered a big loss." ”

Meng Hao said a little weakly: "This is what he asked for, Huang Mao's kind of little gangster will not reason with him at all." ”

Back in the dormitory, Meng Hao lay on the bed, and soon entered meditation, and his mental state entered a subtle state of calm.

When Liang Yi brought the food that Gan Xia brought back to the bedroom, he saw that Meng Hao was already asleep, so he put the food aside, sat aside and picked up his mobile phone to read a novel.

Originally, he was going to wait for Meng Hao to rest for a while, and then wake him up to eat, who knew that every time he saw him, he slept very sweetly, breathing slowly and steadily, so he couldn't bear to disturb. Until twelve o'clock in the evening, the other two classmates in the dormitory came back from playing games outside, Meng Hao still didn't wake up, so he gave up this plan, anyway, if Meng Hao woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to eat, there were instant noodles in the dormitory to satisfy his hunger.

The early morning sun shone into the dormitory through the window, and the sound of students giggling and playing came from outside, Meng Hao slowly opened his eyes, feeling much better, although his head still ached faintly, and if he meditated, he could obviously feel that feeling of weakness, but at least now he would not faint at any time like last night.

"It seems that forcibly casting the spiritualism will still have a great impact, and in the future, don't forcibly cast the cross-level magic unless you have to." Meng Hao secretly pondered in his heart, "This is still a relatively rudimentary technique, and the impact is so great, no matter how advanced it is, wouldn't it cost half a life." ”

At this time, his stomach growled, he didn't eat dinner yesterday, and the overuse of mental power made Meng Hao feel very hungry.

After gobbling up breakfast in the cafeteria, Meng Hao decided to dispense some medicine, and among the few prescriptions he now has in his hands, there are prescriptions for treating this kind of mental damage.

Go out from the north gate of the school, cross the east-west Qingjiang Middle Road, opposite is Shuangqing Road, where there are all kinds of shops on both sides, there are hot pot restaurants, supermarkets, pharmacies, among which there is a pharmacy that sells traditional Chinese medicine, next to a hot pot restaurant, Meng Hao and their class party had eaten hot pot there before, and the Chinese medicine boiled in the pharmacy exuded a strong medicinal smell, and even affected the business of the hot pot restaurant.

This pharmacy called Jimin is actually a private clinic, and an old man with gray hair wearing a pair of thick reading glasses is the sitting doctor, and there is an expert on the wall next to him, saying that this old man is a retired old Chinese medicine doctor from West China Hospital, specializing in the treatment of various incurable diseases.

In addition to the old doctor sitting in the clinic, there is also an aunt in her fifties who is in charge of grabbing medicine, and is sitting there dozing off at the moment.

"Come over here, young man!" The old man who was sitting in the clinic saw Meng Hao walk in and greeted him with a pleasant face.

Meng Hao said: "Uncle, I don't see a doctor, I'll grab a few pairs of medicines." ”

The old man nodded, and shouted loudly to the aunt not to doze off, but his voice was quite loud.

Meng Hao handed the name and amount of the medicine written before to the aunt, watched her slowly find the corresponding medicine from the rows of medicine cabinets, and then weighed the weight with a rod.

This prescription includes a total of eleven ingredients, such as sour jujube kernels, Ganoderma lucidum, nightshade, cypress kernels, yuanzhi, magnets, acacia bark, keel, amber, cinnabar, and mother-of-pearl, which are not precious medicinal materials, and a pair does not cost much.

Meng Hao is going to prepare seven pairs of medicines this time, that is, a week's worth of medicine, and after the preparation, you can directly add money to boil it in this pharmacy and bagged it and take it back, which is also more convenient. The only problem is that it needs to be heated before taking it, and Meng Hao also thought of a way, that is, to soak the potion bag in boiling water, and the temperature is basically appropriate.

"Grandpa, my mother's illness is happening again, you can show her again." A pitiful voice came.

At the same time, Meng Hao suddenly felt a cold swept away, he couldn't help but feel excited, turned around, and saw a six or seven-year-old girl, helping a withered woman into the pharmacy, the girl's face was full of worry, frowning, and looking pitiful.

The woman who was supported by the girl was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with short ear-length hair and delicate facial features, but unfortunately her face was pale, and her whole person was like a frosted eggplant.

It's summer, but she's wearing a woolen jacket with her hands on her chest, looking cold.

"What's going on?" Meng Hao was shocked, couldn't help but open his yin and yang eyes to look, and suddenly gasped.

I saw that the woman's body was filled with a black shadow, and this black shadow almost occupied her whole body, as if it was going to completely coincide with her.

"This ...... This...... Someone actually used her body to raise a yin soul, who is so vicious? Meng Hao was shocked.

Although he only opened his yin and yang eyes to take a brief look because of the damage to his mental power, the condition in the woman's body reminded him of some introductions about raising yin souls in the magic inheritance.

Yin soul belongs to the remnant soul and is very weak, but if someone knows how to raise a yin soul and happens to find a person with a Xuanyin body, they can sacrifice the Xuanyin body to cultivate this yin soul, so that the yin soul will gradually grow and grow.

Raising a Yin Soul is to sacrifice a person to cultivate a Yin Soul, and this method is extremely vicious, so it is a forbidden art.