Ryoma didn't speak, as if he was also thinking about the question Wang Yueying asked, "In the future, you still have to ask for more blessings for yourself, even if I can survive, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you anymore." ”

Wang Yueying, who was still a little silent, heard the words "can survive", as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, and turned to Ryoma and asked, "Yes, survive, you must have a way to keep your Yuan Shen from being annihilated, right?" Tell me, I'll help you. ”

"There is a way, but it's so unfair to you. Forget it, don't think about saving me, let me go like this! Wang Yueying wanted to slap heavily on the ball of light that Ryoma had transformed, but the ball of light flashed and avoided it.

"With you, I'm not afraid of this time and space in the kingdom, but you always know more about this place than I do. Besides, you're still a god, and I don't know when I need your help in the future! Right! ”

"Hey! Although I can save my life with this method, I will have no mana in the future, and I will just be an ordinary man in the world. What can I help you, you can save my heart! ”

"What method is going to be used to save you, how did you become an ordinary man, wouldn't it be that your thousand-year-old cultivation will be ruined here. By the way, I've never heard of an immortal's Yuan Shen being wiped out so easily, I used to read books that I would have to be severely punished by Heaven before the Yuan Shen would be destroyed, how could there be a reason why your Yuan Shen would be annihilated if a fairy weapon was broken, do you still have something to hide from me, say ・・・・・・"

"I ・・・・・・" Ryoma seemed to be stopped by Wang Yueying, and couldn't answer for a while, so he could only say hesitantly: "I ・・・・・・ my situation is more special, now is not the time to say this, if you really have the heart to save me, go to the grove on Niutou Mountain that day I rescued you out, there is a stone cave in the southeast direction, and my real Yuan Shen is there." If you have time to save me, let me drink your blood, and I myself will slowly regain my human form. After speaking, the light of the ball of light gradually dimmed and disappeared, and at the same time, Wang Yueying's feet were empty, as if she had fallen into an abyss, and she couldn't touch the ground, only to see many strange people and things flashing around her, some she had seen, some she had not seen, and there was actually a woman dressed in Republic of China costumes, who looked exactly like her. I was thinking about it in my previous life, and when I was thinking about this, I only felt a tingling pain, and I screamed and woke up from my dream.

"Wake up, wake up. Daddy, my mother is awake. ”

Wang Yueying was wondering how he could hear Chen Boxun's voice, wasn't he studying at Qingyang Academy? Then he reached out and touched his forehead and cheeks, which were all thin needles, and turned sideways to look at the people beside the bed, Zhang Langzhong, Chen Shouxin, Chen Boxun, Yang Yang, Wang Keer and others. Wang Yueying knew that eighty percent of these fine needles on her face were pierced by Zhang Langzhong when he was doing acupuncture for her, but how could acupuncture be so painful. She was afraid of disfigurement, so she hurriedly asked Zhang Langzhong: "Zhang Langzhong, what are you pricking on my face, it hurts me to death, take it off for me." ”

I only heard Zhang Langzhong unhurriedly stretched out his hand to pull out the needle, and said to Wang Yueying a little proudly: "This is what the old man has learned in his life, combined with the method of diagnosing the pulse, the original acupuncture and pulse therapy, which specializes in treating the body's qi and blood disorder." Mrs. Wang, isn't it very effective! As he spoke, he didn't forget to brush his beard.

Wang Yueying urged him to pull out the needle vigorously, while saying to Zhang Langzhong: "Needle pulse? Zhang Langzhong didn't know that this kind of treatment method with fine needles had long existed in the outside world, not only to treat the body's qi and blood. As soon as the needle was removed, Wang Yueying got up and put on her shoes, and said to Zhang Langzhong: "And it doesn't hurt so much when you prick the needle." Zhang Langzhong should learn more about the technique of acupuncture, so as not to be cured of the disease next time, and give people a pockmarked face. Also, this method is called acupuncture, and it sounds much better than your acupuncture. Zhang Langzhong's face darkened, and his beard trembled when he heard it. The treatment method that I worked so hard to create has long existed, and not only that, but it is also said that the method is not good, which is really unacceptable.

Chen Shouxin listened to Wang Yueying's words, and couldn't help laughing, and saw that Zhang Langzhong's face was very ugly, and he was holding back the fire in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort Zhang Langzhong and said: "Ah! Zhang Langzhong, right, the insiders are straightforward, don't take it to heart. A small consultation fee is not a tribute. Chen Shouxin touched his cuffs and found that he was penniless, and motioned to Chen Boxun to take out some silver as a consultation fee, not wanting him to bring no money, and finally Wang Keer took out a small amount of money and handed it to Zhang Langzhong.

Wang Yueying, who was in front of the dresser, was looking in the mirror to see if he was really disfigured by Zhang Langzhong, and listening to Chen Shouxin's words, he was shocked, guessing that he was blessed by misfortune and his mind was restored to normal, and he was no longer that fool. I was a little uneasy in my heart, and I didn't know how long I could hide this fake Yueying.

"Yikes!"

The people in the room were startled by this "ah", and hurriedly turned their heads to look at the person who made the sound - Wang Yueying. She remembered what Ryoma had said to her in her dream, and if she didn't hurry over, she might not even need to collect the body.

"I'm going out for a while, you all stay at home, don't make trouble!" With that, she ran outside the house, regardless of where her family asked her where she went. Chen Shouxin looked at Wang Yueying who ran out, and thought to himself that this little lady was a little interesting, and it was different from his usual women.

Wang Yueying called Zhao Han, who was sweeping the floor, in the courtyard, and asked him to catch the carriage in the winery, and hurriedly went to the direction of Niutou Mountain.

Ever since the bracelet broke into two knots that day, Ryoma's mana has been disappearing day by day. At first, he could still move freely, but slowly he began to be unable to help himself, and the original spirit could not be protected, so he could only form a ball of light and wait for death in this unknown stone cave. The cave is a little damp and cold, the ancient rock wall is already covered with moss, and there are mountain springs oozing out of the slightly cracked stone cracks, and the trickle of water in the cave converges into a small pool. Ryoma hid by the edge of the pool, helplessly watching as he was now reflected in the water. Just a ball of light, nothing. He is now like a terminal cancer patient, the more his body moves, the more the pain deepens.

Waiting is always torture.

"Or I'll die." Ryoma said to himself.

"No, if Wang Yueying is willing to come to him, there may still be a glimmer of life." died like this, and he was unwilling. Ryoma wondered in his heart if Wang Yueying could come in time to save him before he disappeared, it didn't matter if he couldn't make it, he didn't have to collect his body anyway. Thinking like this, Ryoma's consciousness became blurred, and his senses fell into a state of failure. The light of the ball of light also dimmed, revealing a round ball with long hair, which staggered and plunged into the water.

Some are erratic, some are at a loss. It is said that when people are dying, they will have the marks of past and present lives in their minds, and there may even be traces of reincarnation. Whether the gods are the same or not, only Ryoma knows at this moment.

"Ryoma Okami, Okami." A woman's voice floated into the cave on the rare warm wind in winter, but Ryoma couldn't hear this rare sound or feel this rare warm wind.

Wang Yueying walked through the grove alone to the stone cave, and the temperature in the cave was slightly higher than outside the cave.

"Okami, Ryoma, where are you?" As soon as Wang Yueying entered the stone cave, she searched for Ryoma's whereabouts, and looked around the entire stone cave and found nothing. It stands to reason that the space of the stone cave is not large, and the shape of the dragon horse is very special, there is no reason why Wang Yueying should not find it at the first time! Could it be that he is a step too late, could it be that the god of Ryoma has already disappeared? Wang Yueying asked herself in her heart. Just when she regretted that she was too late, a round hairball slowly floated out of the pool in the stone cave and floated on the water. Could this be Ryoma! Wang Yueying asked herself again.

"No matter, catch it up and take a look first." After some effort, Wang Yueying fished the hairball out of the pool.

"Ryoma Okami, is that you? Can you hear me? Wang Yueying shook it a few times with her hand, but the hairball did not respond.

"You speak! Isn't it dead! After shouting twice, the furball still didn't respond.

Looking at the appearance of the furball, although it is a little different from the appearance of Ryoma in Wang Yueying's dream, both of them are spherical objects. Wang Yueying recalled that Ryoma told her in a dream how to save herself, as if mentioning that her blood would be used, as for how to use it, Wang Yueying really didn't remember.

"Do you drip blood on him, or give him your own blood?" Wang Yueying said to herself: "If you want to transfuse blood like surgery, you can't, and even if you can, you don't have blood transfusion equipment, what should I do?" Why don't you try to get some blood on this hairball? Thinking so in his heart, he reached out and took off the silver hairpin on his head, and the originally fixed hair ornament fell out at once. She wanted to poke her finger with the sharp horn of the hairpin, squeeze a drop of blood on, and see if it would work.

As soon as she was ready to stop, she was almost a little brave in her heart, Wang Yueying didn't start with the silver hairpin in her hand, and she stopped at the moment when the sharp corner of the hairpin was about to puncture her finger. Don't think she's fainting or anything, in fact, she's just afraid of pain.

Some people faint at the sight of blood, commonly known as hemophobia, also known as "hemophobia", which is a mental disorder in a special situation. This disorder is similar to many other disorders, such as dense phobia, social phobia, etc., and is not necessarily related to a person's guts. A person brave enough to chop a mouse with his bare hands may also faint because of the blood stains on the rat after it was killed, so it is said not to chop the mouse casually. Baidu Encyclopedia explains that motion sickness is also different from motion sickness, the former is similar to fear of heights and is a psychological problem; The latter is a physiological problem of the balance organ of the inner ear. Although the cause of motion sickness has not yet been clarified, this mental disorder is certainly not the type of psychosis commonly known as "neuropathy". Except that they cannot see blood, people who faint blood are no different from ordinary people.

Wang Yueying was still hesitating. The silver hairpin is not sterilized, so you may get tetanus if you poke it like this, and there will be no tetanus vaccine here, so it's tangled. Tangled is entangled, but time waits for no one.

"Squeak", the hairball that was fished up suddenly began to make a cracking sound, Wang Yueying vaguely felt that this hairball was not the thing where the dragon horse primordial god lodged, and the cracking sound may indicate that his primordial spirit was being annihilated step by step.

What to do? Wang Yueying ran out of ideas in a panic. Buddhism says that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, not to mention that she wants to save a god.

"It hurts, it hurts, it's important to save the gods." In the end, she made up her mind in her heart, holding the silver hairpin and slowly poking her index finger hard, only to feel a tingling pain in her fingertips, and saw a drop of bright red blood coming out under the hairpin. Wang Yueying involuntarily turned her head away, not daring to see her blood dripping out and dripping onto the hairball.

One drop, two drops, three drops. Three drops of blood dripped up, and the hairball didn't react. Wang Yueying turned her head, got closer and took a closer look at the wet ball in front of her, the blood mixed with the water only dyed a handful of hairs red. Could it be that I guessed wrong, this is not Ryoma? Wang Yueying muttered in her heart.

"If this isn't Ryoma, what the hell is it?" As he spoke, he gently poked his bloody index finger on the hairball. The soft touch is very comfortable, and when you press it gently, the hairball still doesn't seem to react.

The index finger against the hairball tried to be withdrawn, but it couldn't be recovered, and the fingertips and the hairball seemed to be glued with super glue. What happened next made Wang Yueying instantly creepy, and the hair on the hairball that was originally drooping down was like life at this moment, and it actually moved.

"Ahh Help, someone! "The unthinkable is always frightening, because you can't foresee what will happen to you next, and the fear of the unknown is an innate human weakness. Wang Yueying shouted no matter how loud it was, the stone cave was separated from the place where she got off the car from a small forest, and the woods were deserted and inhabited, the louder she shouted, the tighter she felt the hair wrapping around her fingers, and slowly her index finger sank into the inside of the hairball.

It really made Wang Yueying regret it, and she was kind enough to save the immortals, but she actually encountered this kind of ghostly thing. In the current environment, no matter how desperately she calls for help, no one will come to help her, and she can only rely on herself. Wang Yueying, who was sucked her fingers, has changed from a squatting posture to a kneeling posture, her kneeling is scared to kneel, there is only a small stone beside her, and it is just right to reach out and hold it in her hand, so smashing this strange hairball with a stone and pulling out her fingers has become the only way for her to be in a hurry.

A slippery touch traveled from her fingertips to her body, and the first reaction in her mind was a tongue licking the blood from her finger. What a disgusting experience, not one of them. Wang Yueying picked up the stone and smashed it at the hairball, she was thinking about how to get out of here quickly, and she didn't care about anything else. After a few heavy blows, the arm holding the stone could no longer exert its strength, and with a "poof", the stone fell to the ground and rolled into the pool, and her body began to become weak and unable to support it. It seems that the energy of the body is sucked through the index finger, which is constantly transferred to the hairball, and in a trance, I vaguely see a face appearing on the hairball.

"I ・・・・・・ if I ・・・・・・ to death."