Chapter Seventy-Nine: Drinking to Quench Your Thirst
"No, it's just a trick of witchcraft, and at first it was thought that the mutilated limbs could be restored, but soon the side effects began to be revealed. The grafted limbs still require strong spiritual power to maintain, and the Great Witch will use his spiritual power to help them temporarily merge while they are treated. But once the spiritual power of the Great Witch disappears, it must rely on the patient's own spiritual power, and ordinary people simply cannot overdraw such a lasting spiritual power. The prosthetic arm that was connected was like a bloodsucking worm that frantically eroded people's spiritual power, until they were exhausted and devoured by it, and the death of the people who were eaten back was quite terrifying.
Because in the human body, the severed arm of the bear has sucked a lot of people's spiritual power, and the bones that could not grow again have now become unbridled and crazy, and finally break through the flesh and blood of people, grind the internal organs, and suck the last drop of blood in the heart. As for the metal stump that looked fake, it had already been pierced by the bear bones wrapped inside, which was miserable. ”
Ya Qingshan recounted all this plainly, as if he was flipping through a Lingshu data classic, and he didn't notice that the Sanskrit sound on the side had a strange face and a tangled expression.
"Therefore, this kind of witchcraft is just drinking water to quench thirst, but it is actually a life-threatening act. The Great Witch is really not a good thing!"
Ya Qingshan took a sip of water from the water cup, and Sanskrit waited for Ya Qingshan to no longer prepare to explain before he said a word
"Hmm. ”
"Why don't you eat it, isn't today's cake delicious, there's still a bite left." Ya Qingshan stared at a small piece of cake on Fanyin's plate and said.
"I can't eat my uncle. ”
At this time, Ya Qingshan found that Fanyin's face turned blue, and he hurriedly said, "Did I say too much and disgust you?"
It's good not to mention the word disgusting, but now that it is said, Sanskrit Yin feels even more disgusted, she hurriedly rubbed her chest with her hand and sighed. Ya Qingshan stood up and walked to the locker on the side of the room, opened the glass cabinet door and took out a small ceramic jar, which was his pickled black plum, which tasted sweet and sour, and handed it to Fanyin: "I'm used to trying herbs and herbs all year round, so I forgot to tell you to slow down, hurry up and eat two presses." Sometimes I get the smell of the medicine very bad, so I always have these snacks on hand in case I need them. ”
Sanskrit Yin sent three pills into his mouth in a row, and then he felt better.
Ya Qingshan saw that Fanyin's current appearance was still a little vigorous and resolute minister, and he looked like a little girl, he looked at Fanyin with a smile and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Uncle, is there anything else you want to tell me?" Sanskrit softened, and his expression calmed down a lot.
"No, that's all I can think of. As for using bears as a lure to save people's lives, it is absolutely impossible. ”
"yes, I see. ”
"Fanyin, if we don't get mixed up with the people of Jiuxiao, we will try not to get together, as long as it doesn't get in the way of your business, it doesn't matter what they do behind their backs. ”
"Well, uncle, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, and I also want to know myself and my opponent this time, so as not to be caught off guard in the future, fortunately, my uncle is here. Uncle, don't worry, I'll rush back to the ministry first if there's nothing else to do. "Sanskrit is much more down-to-earth.
"Okay, come back to me at any time if you have anything, but it's best not to be so late, with how strong your spiritual power is now, how high your spiritual law is, and your body is also your own, not copper skin and iron bones, you know no, what can you do if you are tired." Ya Qingshan said angrily.
"Don't worry, uncle, I know you're a night owl too. Sanskrit said deliberately, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Ya Qingshan glanced at her angrily.
"With you and Yaya taking care of me, what am I afraid of?" said Fanyin hurriedly.
"You girl can say good things, when you really have something to do, when you are willing to trouble Yaya, not all of them come to me in the middle of the night, knowing that she is timid and very nervous about you, every time you are hurt, you don't dare to tell her, for fear of scaring her. I guess you didn't tell her when you came back today, because I was afraid that she would stay up too late and wait for you. ”
Ya Qingshan's heart is like a mirror, he knows that Fanyin is a tough child, and he also knows how delicate and soft her mind is. Five years have passed, he watched Fanyin go from nothing to firm-willed, from idle and indifferent to calm and decisive, from sharp to gentle and delicate, he guarded this child for his old friend, hoping that she could have more joy in her safe life.
Fanyin didn't worry him, she seemed to be quietly growing into what others hoped by herself, and she didn't even hide the scar, so that she could see it herself and let the people who cared about her find it just right. They were there, and she used her own appearance to make them grow slowly until they didn't hurt so much. No one is afraid that she is bad, no one is afraid of her pretending, no one is afraid of her hiding, because she tries her best to tell everyone in her own way at the right time that she will live well, and she will be steadfast in this.
"How can I be as exaggerated as you say, why do I get injured so often, and I don't have a scar on my body. ”
"It's not because of my mandarin ducks, you don't know how many scars you have without my medicine," Ya Qingshan couldn't help but reprimand Sanskrit again, "Hey! You said that you are like this, when are you a head in the ministry all day long, if it weren't for my scar removal medicine, you would be a flower face by now! How can you get married!" Ya Qingshan sighed deeply.
Hearing this, Fanyin beat a drum in her heart, why did she have two uncles who disliked her and couldn't marry in just a few days. But she never thought about marrying or not, she put all her energy on the Ministry of Military Affairs, because she knew that sooner or later she would meet with them, she spent five years and all her efforts to calm herself down, not impatient, not angry, recuperating, just waiting for him to see life and death one day.
As for the rest, none of it has anything to do with her, including herself. On the contrary, the elders who really cared about her hoped that she would have a good home for the rest of her life, so that they could rest assured or give an account to their deceased old friends. But who of these people didn't know what Fanyin was thinking, how could they ruthlessly persuade her to let go, just hoping to help her and avenge this uncommon hatred.
"Uncle, don't worry about it, when did I hurt my face?"
Ya Qingshan still wanted to nag a few words, this man who is both a father and a mother will inevitably break his mouth, but seeing that the time is too late, the flowers on the wall have already pointed to the early hours of the morning, so he didn't tell again.
"Well, just be careful yourself. Okay, it's too late today, and you don't stay at home, so hurry back to the ministry. Ya Qingshan was reluctant, but he opened his mouth to urge.
"Okay, then I'll go back to my uncle first, you can rest early, I'm sorry to bother you for so long without caring about the time. Sanskrit apologized.
"It's okay, stay safe on the way back. ”
Then Ya Qingshan sent Fanyin out of the door, and waited for her figure to disappear before returning to the house to rest. After all, Ya Qingshan is a spiritual center, and he rarely cares about anything other than his own field, and is only used to burying his head in his own medicine. And tonight, after listening to Ya Qingshan's words, Fanyin felt that Tu Yuan and others were secretive, and they were by no means good, and it was unknown whether they were saving people or killing people, and the affairs of other countries had nothing to do with them. When she returned to the ministry, it was the second half of the night, she took a hasty shower and went to bed to rest, she couldn't sleep for long, and she was busy today, the New Year.
"Xiaoyin, are you awake?"
Fanyin's eyelids fought, and she felt dizzy that someone was coming next to her.