"Ouch, ouch, ouch! I said, what are you doing, what are you doing? This is a seriously injured monk, and the wound on his body is so bad that even the bones burst out, and he is still fainting. People can't see the wind, what do you want to do by dragging people out, kill the barbecue and eat it? ”

Achu's voice exploded in the crowd at once.

Nuomi felt that when she heard this voice, her first reaction was a headache.

It's not that she hates Ah Chu or anything else, it's really that Ah Chu's noisy noise makes people feel a little irritable and irritable. This is because his own voice is not sharp, even when he speaks quickly, it is just noisy, and he does not feel very noisy.

Otherwise, it would not only make people feel a little irritated, but directly want to beat him to death and pull him down.

The expression on the face of the Chixiao Daoist was obviously condensed, and then it was as if he hadn't heard anything, but he turned sideways slightly, keeping himself further away from the source of some sounds, and directly acted as if there was no such thing.

Nuomi was a little stunned, she originally thought that the Chixiao Dao people would go to say something to Achu, or say something with them, but she didn't expect the other party to take such a laissez-faire attitude, she couldn't help but feel a little curious.

At this time, she turned her head to look, only to find that there were still some people who were muttering quietly. All the monks had an indescribable look on their faces, probably when they were facing Achu's voice. I will always maintain such an attitude.

Nuomi could clearly feel that the atmosphere had suddenly changed.

The disciples of the small sect who were watching around before seemed to have some intention of wanting to speak, but as soon as Ah Chu opened his mouth, they all closed their mouths. And in an instant, it entered a state of dissociation. It seems that as long as Achu is talking about the question, it must not be right, and they don't need to pay attention to it at all.

Nuomi glanced at Xiao Jingyan and found that Xiao Jingyan was also observing the monks around him, so he felt a little like laughing.

Even the half-demons behind them all showed a little dazed expression at this time.

They had been looking around very vigilantly before, and Achu's voice didn't know what kind of charm it had. It was possible to make all these half-demons get out of that state of guard, and then become what they are now. It's quite remarkable, indeed.

If there is anyone who has not discovered the situation at this time, I am afraid that only Achu is alone.

He was still yelling, "You can't do that, you know? You stand next to them, and you can't talk to them. Oh, I'll tell you. The wound on that person's chest can't be touched at all, hey, hey, you're still so rough, don't do it, don't be bad, you're going to burst out of your sternum, splash your face full of blood, I'll sue you. By the way, we've been working on that shed for a long time, so don't break it for me."

Seeing Achu like that, he not only wanted to speak outside, but even wanted to run directly to the pillar and snatch the unconscious monk from the pillar's hand to protect him. Although the glutinous rice was also a little dizzy by Achu's words, I don't know if it was the monk or their strange shack that Achu wanted to protect.

But he tried to squeeze in here, but he never succeeded.

I don't know if the monks outside are intentional or unintentional, but they are standing very close at this time. Keeping Achu out of the crowd alone made it impossible for him to get close to this side.

Even if those monks get out of the way, Achu still has to face the group of half-demons.

The group of half-demons is now in a rather confused state. But as long as Achu dared to approach, Nuomi believed that those half-demons would definitely show their sharp teeth to intimidate Achu immediately. It's just that a guy like Achu who doesn't know the situation can receive intimidating information, it's not clear.

Xiao Jingyan was still a little scared at the beginning, for fear that Achu would really squeeze around him. And they took his arm by his shoulder, as before, and spoke to him. But soon he found that there was no such problem at all, and the expression on his face relaxed.

If Achu is not around. Just shouting from a distance like that doesn't make people feel too uncomfortable.

The pillar didn't pay attention to Achu at all.

In this place, only the pillars have always been as immovable as a mountain. No matter what Ah Chu was shouting outside, the pillar was like he didn't exist, and he did even better than the people of Chixiao Dao. The Chixiao Dao people also turned sideways, and the pillar didn't even move the tips of his eyebrows, it was as steady as a rock.

Achu shouted happily outside, and the pillar had already transported the person directly outside.

The pillar had intended to carefully lower the monk to the ground. But after carrying the person out, he found that the other party was covered with wounds, even on his back. Some of the wounds had healed, but some of them were still very fragile, and as soon as he pulled them, a little blood oozed out.

This small sect has not done anything at all, and the ground is the most ordinary mud and grass, which is obviously not suitable for touching wounds.

"This"

Nuomi originally wanted to ask the Chixiao Dao people if there was any clean cloth that could be placed on the ground to block, but when she looked up and saw the shack in front of her that was made of silt, she simply closed her mouth.

Such a sect that uses mud to paste sheds obviously can't have any spiritual cloth.

She was no longer stingy, she simply took the cloth from her bosom and threw herself to the ground, so that the pillar put the person on the cloth.

As soon as the person landed on the cloth, the surface of the originally solid cloth was dyed with red blood.

Even the monks who had some thoughts in their hearts before, when they saw the cloth that the glutinous rice pounced out, they had all changed their minds.

The glutinous rice that fell on the ground was not a casual mortal cloth, but half a piece of spiritual cloth.

Of course, this spirit cloth was nothing before, and ordinary sects and families with some foundations could use it. But if it is in the current human world, Lingbu can already be regarded as a very good thing. The monks who used to know how to weave spiritual cloth were just miscellaneous servants in the sect, or they were casual cultivators who worked hard to make a living outside, and most of them had fallen into the turmoil in the human world.

Now the spiritual cloth in this human realm can be regarded as a little less, and I don't know when it will be able to be restored and produced.

Only Achu doesn't seem to understand the situation yet.

But he just couldn't understand it, and he was shouting all the way outside, but no one paid attention to him anymore.

Probably in this sect, they are all accustomed to Achu's existence, and they also know that Achu's words can't be listened to at all. If you can, it's best to be a gust of wind when his words are blowing, and it doesn't even have the value of paying attention to it.

Nuomi was looking at the wounds on the wounded man in front of him at this time, and she didn't have time to listen to what Achu was saying.

After putting the person outside to take a look, Nuomi found that the injuries that Achu talked about were still light.

There was indeed a big hole in the other party's chest, revealing Sen Sen's sternum, which was split line by row, and blood gushed outward as soon as he moved.

Aside from this place, he didn't have a good place on his body. Some of them were injured more shallowly, only moving their flesh and skin, and some were deeply injured, and there were still some golden aura and wind spirit breath hidden in the wounds, which looked like they were injured by magic weapons or spells, so even if they had taken a pill, they still couldn't get better.

As soon as he felt the aura on the other party's wound, Nuomi was already stunned. Even she didn't notice it, and the moment she came into contact with that aura, her fingertips trembled.

The aura contained in that aura was so familiar to her that she could make out even from a distance. If it weren't for the fact that Achu had been shouting outside to distract her heart, she would have felt something the moment the unconscious monk was removed from the shack.

It was precisely because Fang Cai didn't feel anything that she was a little dazed, and she didn't know how to react.

"What's wrong?" Chixiao Daoist had been paying attention to the movement here all the way, and at this time he found that Nuomi suddenly froze, no matter how strong his patience was, he couldn't bear it, so he quickly asked.

His voice was not loud, but it was still quite abrupt and obvious between Achu's shouts, and he woke up Nuomi at once.

"Nothing." Nuomi realized that she had paused, and quickly smiled apologetically, and added, "It's not that there is anything wrong with him, it's just that I suddenly thought about it." Although the wounds are all caused by spells and magic weapons, they are not completely impossible. As long as people live, they can always use the pill to get it back. ”

As she spoke, she took out the elixir from her bosom. took out the pill together, and there was a large number of fairy grasses that others couldn't name, all of which she held in her hand.

Unlike ordinary alchemists or elixir masters, glutinous rice is not just a simple way to heal. She herself couldn't tell if it was due to her father's influence, or if she had learned it from Tie Wuya when she was training. By the time she found out, she was already dealing with the wounded in several ways.

In the eyes of the other monks, her approach was obviously strange, but she herself was quite calm. (To be continued)