The old servant didn't know, but he saw Long Yinzi sighing, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Master, isn't this kid crazy?" ”

Long Yinzi replied, "Crazy? You might as well go crazy! If I'm not mistaken, Lang Ting should have been caught in the extremely poisonous soul locking spell. ”

The old slave was still puzzled: "But I don't know how it is a poisonous method?" ”

Long Yinzi replied: "This spell is a poison technique in the Western Regions, but it is very difficult to solve. For he was too young to be aware of it. Now it is estimated that it is the first time to have a seizure, and it is so difficult. In the future, the full moon may make him hurt every month, and if he doesn't kill people and see blood, he will have to endure death. After finishing speaking, he frowned again and said, "You know, I have always been good at poisoning, but I am not good at detoxification, I'm afraid I can't save him." ”

When the old slave heard this, he also felt a wave of sympathy in his heart: Who did such a black hand? How could this child be ten years old?

While the two were talking, Jiang Langting had gradually regained his senses. His heart was no longer confused, but his body still hurt very badly, and he gasped a few cold breaths in pain when he wanted to move his fingers.

Long Yinzi unraveled his acupoint, and saw Jiang Lang Tingqiang raise his head to look at him, crying and shouting, "Master! The pain is unbearable! ”

Long Yinzi was also uncomfortable, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he squatted down, his black hair hung down to the ground in front of Jiang Langting, and he gently stroked his beloved disciple with his hand, and finally his fingers fell on the Baihui acupoint.

Jiang Langting only felt a stream of heat flowing from the top of his head to his body, and the pain in his whole body seemed to be reduced a little, he lay on the ground and whimpered quietly, and after a while, he felt that the pain was gone, and Long Yinzi saw this and hurriedly sent the old servant to help him back to the room.

When he turned around and went out of the door, Long Yinzi already had a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, panting slightly, and said in his heart: "This spell is really very good!" This time, it only took half an hour to consume his three successes. Since it can't be solved, then it is better to treat his injuries and relieve his pain, and it will be like this every time the moon is full in the future. ”

Long Yinzi is known as "the old dragon king who sees ghosts and worries about them", but he is afraid of ghosts, but he is helpless against the poisonous curse of the disciples, and in the past few decades, he only controls drugs and does not detoxify, and today he knows that it is not good, but it is too late.

It's not bad for him to retreat like this, but unfortunately God doesn't tolerate people, and the more the person who is cursed gets older, the attacks become more and more vicious, and the pain becomes more and more severe. How can a poison that is bound to make people live less than twenty years be a good thing to give up? I'm just afraid, I can't wait to hurt this poor man to death!

Sure enough, every time the moon was full after that, Jiang Langting was tortured over and over again, and Long Yinzi could only use his internal strength to relieve him when he was sweating profusely and fainting in pain: at first, it was thirty percent, then fifty percent, and then it was simply seventy percent or ten percent.

In the fourth year of Jiang Langting's acquaintance with his master and mother, he was twelve years old, and at that time the poisonous curse was already very powerful, and it became difficult for Long Yinzi to heal his injuries.

When he returned to the house with sweaty clothes and unsteady walking, his wife Wang Jinghong hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked her husband very distressedly: "Brother Long, how are you doing here?" ”

Long Yinzi waved his hand, and his words were not good, so he only gasped for breath, and his face was also pale. Wang Jinghong wiped his sweat, and the tears also fell on his face, and he choked up and said: "It doesn't matter if you work hard every month like this, and your martial arts can't be improved, but Brother Long is so exhausted that it will take a lot of time to raise him." If you raise it, he will have a seizure, and he will have to run out, and so on, no matter how deep his skills are, he can't stand it. Seeing that Langting's child's poisonous curse is getting worse and worse, I'm afraid that as time goes by, you won't be able to save her, and you will be ruined with it! ”

Seeing his wife pear blossom with rain, she said poignantly, Long Yinzi's heart warmed, she took her in her arms, and spoke very slowly: "Hong'er, you know that I have never wanted to save people in this life, but you brought him back." This is also a life, if you leave it alone at the beginning, since you save it, you will save it to the end. Besides, we've been in one place for four years, and we all know that Langting is a good boy. I like that he can endure it, and I'm still happy to do it for him, and I'll raise it back after I waste my skills. ”

When Wang Jinghong heard this, he knew that Long Yinzi had always insisted, but his heart was even more uncomfortable: "You feel sorry for him, don't you know that I feel more sorry for you?" What if you have anything to call me? ”

Long Yinzi stroked his wife's bun, softened his voice and said, "Hong'er, you and I have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, how many people and things have you seen?" Now that he is determined to go into hiding, he no longer has to go to the troubled times to be contaminated with blood and provoke right and wrong. Wouldn't you be happy if you don't get out of this Langya Valley, the world is so big, we only hold this place, practice swords and study poison with Langting, raise flowers and plants, aren't you happy? If no one bothers me, I'll take it slowly. ”

It's a pity that Long Yinzi didn't want to go out of the valley in this life, but he had to go out - he must not have imagined that one day he would leave his wife and beloved apprentice and embark on a road of no return alone.

Long Yinzi is low-key, but he is a silent, concealed form, and unconfused person who loves poison; It is not like the later Jiang Langting young man who became famous, was in the limelight, and behaved obediently, becoming a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh of many people. It's a pity that the opponent he thought didn't hurt him, but the person he trusted plotted against him. This is a later story, so let's not press the table for the time being.

That night, Jiang Langting thanked the master, so he came to the main house with two soups, and happened to hear a conversation between the master and the master.

He never knew that the master had exhausted his strength to heal his own injuries and recuperated from scratch, although he noticed that the master's hand had trembled slightly recently, there was nothing unusual on his face, and he didn't want to endure it for fear of worrying about himself.

He stood outside the door and stopped for a moment, and heard the master say, "Only the two of us are with Lang Ting", his heart was moved by the river and the sea, and then he was overwhelmingly uncomfortable: he has always been a burden, so it seems that he is not only a useless waste, but also a bottomless pit that the master wants to go back to fill with his life!

Jiang Langting sighed in his heart, so he didn't knock on the door again, and brought the things back the same way.