The man who had been leaning lazily on the soft chair was still in that position, maybe I was mistaken, there seemed to be something more in his foggy and rippling pupils before, and at the same time there was something missing, and when he looked closely, he felt that there seemed to be nothing, he was always the lazy appearance with one hand on his chin and one hand on the armrest.

The old man who caught the snake kept his pulse cut for me, and his eyes looked naturally at the man in the soft chair, and the two of them were speechless, but I always felt that they had spoken a thousand words to each other.

My back was cold, and the wound was starting to ache.

The man in the soft chair nodded nonchalantly, and the old man turned his head to me solemnly.

I felt furious and took a step back, "What are you going to do?" ”

The old man stroked his sparse beard, and tried to exude the aura of fairy wind and bones: "The toxicity of this phantom flower is by no means ordinary, and its toxicity recorded in the medical book can destroy people and animals in a city, and girl, after you are poisoned by the phantom flower, the pulse has not changed, girl, you are a mortal ...... in the flesh."

What are you talking about, I don't understand at all, I just wanted to open my mouth to let him speak, but Su Zhi had already taken a step forward, and waved his hands: "There is Mr. Lao." ”

The old man looked at Su Zhi with appreciation, and then looked at me meaningfully.

My heart suddenly sudden, and I turned my head and asked Su Zhi, "What do you mean?" ”

Su Zhi turned his head to look at me, and there were a thousand words in his eyes, but it was a pity that I had poor understanding and couldn't read a word.

The old man walked to his team, and then a man came out from behind the group, handed the old man a cloth bag, and the old man found a dry ground to sit on the ground, and opened the cloth bag.

I looked over curiously, only to see the bottles and cans inside the cloth bag, and on a piece of cloth was the needle knife used by the practitioner to perform acupuncture and pulse, which my father also has.

The old man was ready, and without raising his head, he said, "Sit down." ”

Before I could react, Su Zhi beside me pressed me to the ground.

The old man said, "Stretch out your hand." ”

I know, I know, I know when I look at this posture, this is my blood, and my father was like this in those years.

I pouted, I was afraid of pain.

However, I was afraid of death.

So after weighing it, I closed my eyes and stretched out my hand, and said comfortingly to myself: "Yuzhenlou, I have suffered all the sins I can suffer for you." ”

The old man made a cut in my hand, took a small bottle and took some blood, and then pounded it on his own.

I couldn't understand it, so I only focused on the bandaging he gave me and whether the bow looked good or not.

Su Zhi looked at the old man very intently, sometimes frowning and sometimes stretching.

The large group of people next to me were also very disciplined, not noisy or noisy, and the man in the soft chair looked at me with a smile when I looked over.

I thought I should keep a straight face to show my reserve, but I also felt that this man should be the boss of the old man with the white beard, and what if he was upset and the old man left me alone.

So I smiled hard and returned the favor.

The man in the silver shirt looked at me and smiled, then his lips opened slightly, and he didn't make a sound, just made a lip shape.

I didn't understand what he was saying, so I just nodded.

Many years later, there were many days in a daze, and I suddenly remembered that day, and it was strange that I could clearly remember that lip word, and then suddenly I understood it.

That was the initial warning given to me by fate, but my understanding was too poor, and I understood it too late.

That day, that sentence.

So you're here.