Sure enough, there was a man lying under the tree over there, walking over with a candle, and when he got closer, he saw that it was the old man lying there, dirty and covered with mud, as if he had just crawled out of the grave.

I can't help but say that I still held Zhang Yuanwai's arm so skillfully, and put three fingers on the three-inch pulse knot outside the old man, and diagnosed it carefully.

The samurai on the side took the candlestick in Xiantu's hand, put his hand under the old man's nose, and suddenly shouted loudly: "It's over, this old man was really killed by the goblin, and now he can't even breathe." ”

Looking at the warrior on the side, the more panicked he said, Xiantu calmly replied on the side: "Don't make noise, he's not dead yet, and there is still a faint pulse." ”

"But, but he's not breathing?"

"It's okay, this is a phenomenon of fake death outside the old man, and he may be able to save his life."

Xiantu's words completely suppressed the samurai's panicked heart, at this time he held the candlestick high to shine the light on Xiantu, Xiantu nodded and shook his head as if he didn't understand, this may be a common problem in all Langzhong.

"Brother Wu, let's carry the old man into the house first, it's too cold here, although the old man has no breath at all, he also needs to keep warm from the cold, otherwise, even if the medicine king is reincarnated, he will not be able to save him."

"Well, then let's carry the staff into the house, but there is only one bed in Zhang Gongzi's room, what can I do?"

"Let's put it on the chair before we make plans!"

After speaking, the two carried Zhang Yuanwai into the house, and the warm temperature instantly made the two stretch their bodies, yes. It's really too cold outside.

"Brother Xian, you see that the old man's body is icy, can he really save him? Why don't you get a doctor here? The samurai asked nervously.

"You don't need a doctor. The younger brother is the doctor. Xiantu replied nonchalantly.

"You?"

"Yes, me."

"Okay, then you hurry up and save the old man, otherwise a Zhang Gongzi will be scared enough, plus such a living dead person is in the house, I really feel depressed for my brother."

Hearing the samurai Yue say this, Xiantu smiled slightly. Said: "Brother Wu, will you do artificial respiration?" ”

"No, what is rescue respiration?"

"Kissing. KISS, will this be? ”

"Brother Xian, what exactly do you want to say? Why can't you understand what your brother is saying? ”

"Well, the little brother didn't make it clear. You should always know how to kiss, right? ”

At this time, the more the samurai heard Xiantu say this. With a flushed face, he said, "Brother Xian, how can you say such indecent words in this big court?" Do you not shame the dead? ”

"Dizzy, Brother Wu, the little brother doesn't mean anything else, the little brother means to let you mouth to mouth, blow some air into the old man, otherwise he won't be able to save him." Xiantu continued to explain.

"Blow in?" Samurai asked.

"Yes. It is to blow in, otherwise the old man's breathing will stop. Without air, he'll die. Xiantu continued.

"Okay, but he looks so dirty!" The warrior said a little reluctantly, but he was eager to save people, so he couldn't care about it, and after finishing speaking, he had to have close contact with Zhang Yuanwai.

Xiantu stretched out his hand to block the warrior Yue who came over, only to see him smile slightly, and said: "Martial brother, how can the junior brother let you be so wronged, you can open his mouth with your hands, and then find a piece of paper to roll into a bucket, and blow at the old man." ”

Hearing Xiantu say this, the warrior's eyes lit up, and he said: "It's still a virtuous brother who is smart, and it's really stupid to be a brother, but I didn't expect this method." ”

"Brother Wu doesn't have to be modest, you are also eager to save people's hearts, the younger brother can see it."

"It seems that nothing can be hidden from the eyes of the virtuous brother."

After speaking, Samurai Yue tore a few pieces of paper on the desk next to him, folded them into a barrel shape and walked over, and was about to blow a breath to try a fresh one, but was stopped by Xiantu.

"Brother Xian, what are you doing here?" The samurai asked, tilting his head.

"Brother Wu, don't be impatient, I will apply needles to Zhang Yuanwai in a while, and it will not be too late for you to blow at that time." Xiantu said patiently to the samurai.

After speaking, Xiantu took out the gold needles he carried with him, and stabbed them into Zhang Yuanwai's body one by one.

"Quick, Brother Wu, if you don't blow at this time, when will you wait?" Xiantu urged, and the samurai saw this scene, and hurriedly opened Zhang Yuanwai's mouth, put the paper in, and blew it in at the old Yuanwai.

After a while, the old man's outer fingers moved slightly, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and Xiantu saw that the time was ripe, so he shouted to the warrior Yue: "Brother Wu, quickly flash to the side, the younger brother is about to pull out the needle." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiantu pulled out a golden needle inserted in the old man's body, and the more the warrior spoke, the more he flashed to the side, and before he could pull out the paper in the old man's mouth, he saw him 'poof' and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Seeing this situation, the more surprised the samurai became, he hid aside and did not dare to move forward, thinking that it was too dangerous just now, but fortunately he evacuated quickly, otherwise this filthy black blood would not have spit into his mouth.

Thinking of this, the more the samurai couldn't help but feel nauseous, and with a sip of 'quack', he spit out the two cups of tea mixed with mandala that he drank into his stomach.

At this time, Xiantu concentrated on pulling out the golden needles inserted in the old man's body, and when the last needle was pulled out, the old man completely woke up.

The old man opened his hazy eyes, looked at Xiantu blankly with tears, and said, "This beast is here again, what a sin!" ”

"Besides, old man, have you also met with that goblin?" Xiantu asked puzzled.

"That's right, just now the little one fetched the water, and suddenly a black shadow fell in front of the little one, although he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but he also knew that it was a goblin, I saw him laugh weirdly, and then snatched the teapot in the small hand, and before the little one shouted, the beast hit the small one on the tree with a palm, and then what happened, the little one didn't know, but at the moment of fainting, the little one saw a pair of red eyes, which was really scary." Zhang Yuanwai recounted the one who had just been killed, and Xiantu listened carefully.

"Red eyes?" Samurai Yue said suspiciously.

"How about Brother Wu, have you also seen red eyes?"

"No, Brother Xian, do you remember the story that Uncle Xue told us? You forgot the stone lion at the gate of Zhang's mansion, it doesn't have red eyes. ”

The warrior Yue woke up the person in the dream with a word, and Xiantu suddenly realized, and said: "Yes, if you don't mention it, the younger brother really forgot about it, it's true, the stone lion outside the door has a pair of red eyes, and there is a cloud of black gas like the goblin, now think about it, maybe the stone lion has a great relationship with the goblin." (To be continued......)