Ye Er had a painful expression on her face, and her hands were about to tear the clothes on her body. Huang Hai hurriedly went over and grabbed her, and comforted her in a distressed whisper: "It's okay, you will be fine soon, bear with it a little longer." ”

"Is that really the wine the fault? Old and confused, let's save people first. Mr. Lee, what do you need me to do, just ask. ”

Ma Ye was also nervous, for something as strange as Gu worms, his understanding was not as profound as that of the people in the sect, but it felt more mysterious and weird.

"You're a painter, and you have a set of writing if you want to." Zhu Tong smeared the blood on the silver needle with the blood of his fingertips, and when he pressed down, he felt that the black qi retreated before he breathed a sigh of relief, picked up an egg and said to Ma Ye: "Write a word on this that you are best at, write it in blood, your blood." Thinking in my heart about Miss Su, who was harmed by your glass of wine, compensate her. ”

Without hesitation, the master of Chinese painting took the egg, pricked his fingertips with a silver needle, and wrote the word "plum" on the white egg concentratingly.

The master's kung fu is not blown, the blood-red plum character is reflected on the white egg, and the appearance alone is extraordinarily beautiful.

"Sign your name." Zhu Tong said viciously.

Ye'er is now in a stable condition, giving him time to make a prank.

"Do you really need a signature? Odd. "Ma Ye drew a horse on the other side of the egg, and a few stars behind it represented the night.

"Humph! Call that precious disciple of yours, if she is still **, she will also write a word. Zhu Tong grabbed the egg from Ma Ye's hand, waved the silver needle to carve out hexagonal plum blossom holes in the front and back, gently broke the left hand of Ye'er, and carefully put the egg on the blue mark in the palm of his hand.

The charm of the seven-grade Zhumen is mostly spirituality gathered in words. The old liar said: If you can write a word out of the spirit, this word is a symbol! As for saving or harming people, it all depends on your state of mind.

In the past, Zhu Tong didn't dare to believe in the words of the old liar, but now he is trying his best to find a way to save Ye'er, of course, he can come up with any idea, no matter whether it is good or bad, as long as it is the art of exorcising evil spirits and suppressing demons, she can use all that can be used.

"You also write the best handwriting." Zhu Tong handed Huang Hai an egg; This made Officer Huang hesitate, how could his characters be compared with the masters of Chinese painting? But the doctor insisted that he, as the only relative, could only comply, and in the face of such a mysterious treatment, Huang Hai's mind was already a little confused.

Let him write, of course, only his own name, those are the two words he writes the most and the most insightful.

Huang Hai's body was strong and vigorous, and as soon as the silver needle pierced his fingers, blood gushed out. He drew a clumsy "sea" on the white egg, and carefully signed his name on the other side.

Ye'er's right hand was broken, and Zhu Tong stabbed hexagonal plum blossom holes at both ends of the egg, placed it in the middle of her palm, and then let her hold it tightly.

Zhu Tong also pinched an egg, hesitating, this one is the most critical. Ye Er trembled slightly on the bed, Zhu Tong concentrated his attention, staring at the beautiful face, slowly, the distracting thoughts in his heart were expelled by the expression, and the clear heart was filled with fiery love.

When the love reached the depths, Zhu Tong pricked his finger and wrote a child's word on the egg, but he did not sign it.

A three-point hole was pierced with a silver needle, and the white egg was stuffed into Ye'er's mouth.

Ye'er was quiet, and the surrounding people gasped; And the little liar took two steps back, sat down softly, and couldn't lift half an inch of his hand.

He can no longer write the ghost or dog characters that he is best at; When the old liar taught them to write these words, he said: Three ghosts protect themselves and four ghosts kill each other, and two dogs are together, and eighty percent of them will also have conflicts.

Mei Lanting was called over by Ma Ye, and she was still a little dissatisfied with Zhu Tong in her expression.

But the little liar doesn't care about all this, he always only asks about the result, and doesn't care much about what others think.

Zhu Tong closed his eyes for a moment, reluctantly opened an egg, grabbed Mei Lanting's right index finger and stabbed it with a silver needle, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, and dripped blood into the egg: "If Miss Mei is still the Yuan Body, please write a word on Miss Su's chest, if you want the word you are best at, just here, the position can't be wrong." As he spoke, he reached out to point at the middle point on Mei Lanting's chest.

Mei Lanting swung his body and quickly dodged, and the spirit of the body method was beyond Zhu Tong's expectations.

I'm sorry, Zhu Tong's fingertips rubbed the breast peak on the side of Mei Lanting, and it felt amazing; Only then did I think of the opposite sex who was a young man, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to save people, I'm presumptuous." Miss Mei, let's all go out in a while, please write a word here Miss Su. You can write any word, but you can't write fire and gold or words with fire and gold. ”

Mei Lanting replied softly, lowered her blushing face embarrassedly, glanced at Zhu Tong's fingertips on her chest, and nodded: "Do I want to sign too?" ”

"Of course." Zhu Tong said, walked out of the private room with Ma Ye, Huang Hai hesitated but came out, and returned to the door.

Huang Hai handed Zhu Tong a cigarette and lit it for him, before letting Ma Ye smoke; The master refused: "The old man only drinks, not smokes; You young people also smoke less, that stuff is not good for your health. Mr. Li's treatment methods are clever, and Miss Su will definitely be cured. Speaking of which, the origin of Chinese characters is related to witchcraft, but I didn't think that writing can also cure diseases? Mr. Li, are all Chinese characters a symbol? ”

Zhu Tong didn't speak, only looked at the door of the private room worriedly, even if he used so many spells, he was still not sure whether Ye Er could pass this hurdle.

It's not that Zhu Tong is big, it's the first time he's saved people with a charm, and he feels mentally exhausted after writing three ghosts and one dog just now, which is similar to the symptoms of a teenager's practice.

There is also the word "Tong" written later, and the whole body feels like it has been emptied, and the right arm is sore, and now it can't be lifted at all.

Odd? The little liar took a few deep puffs of cigarette before he felt a little energetic, thinking about his state, and turning a deaf ear to Ma Ye's "next question".

Mei Lanting's exclamation came from the private room, Zhu Tong was hesitating, Ma Ye opened the door and pushed him in: "It's important to save people, remember that you are a doctor." The door slammed again.

Ye Er sat lazily on the bunk, her eyes closed, and she moaned softly; The blouse was lifted down to the neck, and the white braid bra hung aside. Zhu Tong saw at a glance the beautiful carcass like half of mutton fat and white jade, the beautiful and snow-white pink neck, the tender and smooth breast breasts, and the two points of pride and red, all of which strongly stimulated Zhu Tong's senses.

Mei Lanting twisted him: "Mr. Li, she-she sat up and hugged me." ”

Only then did Zhu Tong see the bright red word "Zhong" between Ye'er's breasts, which should be Mei Lanting's handwriting. Ye'er's body exudes amazing seduction, but it is abnormally beautiful, as if every bit of her trembling is full of sexual magic.

In the past ten years, Zhu Tong has untied the clothes of at least twenty young girls, and has admired many beautiful bodies, but he has never felt like this. In his opinion, facing a female companion who is pleasing to the eye or heart is a simple adventure, focusing on the stimulation in the process, and really reaching the destination, how much I feel about it.

Ye'er's body is completely different, as if there is brilliance sliding under the skin, attracting explorers to caress and touch. She also seemed to be suffering an inexplicable impact, her snowy skin trembling and writhing, and her breathing was rapid and slightly slighted.

The most terrible thing is the fine beads of sweat oozing from the delicate pores, which transpire into a body fragrance like an aphrodisiac, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the private room is even more beautiful; Mei Lanting's originally clear eyes also floated a little bit of water.

It's not her body that's demagoguery, it's the butterfly Gu hidden inside. Zhu Tong instantly realized that Ye'er couldn't die, and Butterfly Gu needed this body; Ye'er is most afraid of sex between men and women now. The butterfly Gu had been awakened by the wine, and wanted to break out of the cocoon with the help of the most primitive aura in his life.

The annoyance and evil qi on the Gu worm's body have been dissolved by the words just now, and now the Gu worm only has pure vitality left, and it is indeed the most tenacious.

Mei Lanting should have used a trick on Ye'er, Zhu Tong suppressed his impulse and flattened Ye'er's body; Only completing this simple action, Zhu Tong has already begun to admire himself, the softness of the tentacles is far from being comparable to what he seems, and what is even more remarkable is that he can feel the heat of Ye'er.

Zhu Tong moved the five silver needles, urged the three ghost charms, and gathered and practiced the black qi wrapped under the silver needles little by little; Of course, the eyes took advantage of it and ate all the tofu they could eat; If you can't eat it with your eyes, you will also have sex a few times.

"I'll give you a dog's tooth, huh! What kind of demon is so powerful, I feel that Miss Ben is plotting. ”

Zhu Tong was enjoying it, and another one was tied on the outside of the five silver needles, between the heads and eyes of the "dog" character. Zhu Tong suddenly became clear-minded, and secretly called it a fluke, he was almost confused by the beast; Although Mei Lanting's needle was pierced on Ye Er's body, the deepest feeling was Zhu Tong, and the silver needle was like piercing his Qingming acupoint.

This dog word really has a sense of self! It seems that good people can't do it often, and you have to be careful when writing in the future, at least dog characters can't be written casually. Zhu Tong thought selfishly, the bright light on Ye'er's body began to fade, and the one that did not subside was absorbed by the four eggs, and the ruddy convergence that permeated the skin, this difficulty was over.

The silver needle was gently lifted out, and Zhu Tong carefully took out a dog skin plaster, and stuck it on Ye'er's white lower abdomen with a "poof". He was scared, Ye'er's current situation was really bad, just like a spring cat, he would lose his self-control if he couldn't withstand much teasing. This plaster can deter her desire, but the effect is still uncertain for Zhu Tong, because the model of the dog skin plaster is not quite right, it is Zhu Tong prepared for himself.

Mei Lanting looked at Zhu Tong in surprise, but she didn't ask any questions, and carefully dressed Ye'er. Zhu Tong sat on the opposite bunk and gasped, his eyes were closed, and his mind was reminiscing about the tofu meal just now.

Five minutes later, Zhu Tong summoned Ye'er to wake up with a needle; She seemed to understand what had just happened, her face was blushing, she didn't dare to look at Zhu Tong and Mei Lanting, her head was about to be buried in her chest.

"Miss Su, I want to remind you that until you are completely healed, not only can you not drink, but you can't even do that-thing. Have perseverance and be able to control yourself. In these few days, it is necessary to cultivate legitimate hobbies and noble sentiments, that is, to cultivate righteousness and control one's emotions and desires. It's for your good and it's for the good of others. Fortunately, it won't be very long, and as a highly educated young man, it shouldn't be very difficult to make noble enough to heal for the time being, right? ”

Zhu Tongzhen made the state of an associate doctor, and said the precautions to Ye'er seriously. Mei Lanting pursed her lips and smiled, and in the end, Ye Er didn't care about being shy, and laughed in a low voice. Zhu Tong breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was sure that Ye'er did not leave any sequelae; But it was still troublesome, and Zhu Tong felt that Ye Er was looking at him wrongly.

It takes mental effort to draw talismans and write spells, and Ye'er, as the person concerned, felt the doctor's pity and love for him in the process; He's really not like your average doctor, more mysterious, and wild hidden in the depths.

Ma Ye and Huang Hai came in and were happy to see that everything was normal.

Three white eggs were placed in the tea tray on the table, and the smelliest one had been thrown away.

Zhu Tong originally wanted to throw all the eggs out, but Ye'er was unwilling, and she didn't even let the eggshells be broken.

"Ma Lao shouldn't have written on eggs, right? I'm going to collect them, they saved my life. ”

"It's worth a lot of money." Zhu Tong admired the blood words on the three eggs; Of course, the merit is the profundity of the master of Chinese painting, and the bright red word "plum" is like engraved on the eggshell, which looks like it cannot be erased; The words of the Yellow Sea are worthless, the blood stains have been dim and scattered, and there is no collection value at all.

Ma Ye played with the "Tong" character egg written by Zhu Tong and commented: "Mr. Li's child character has at least ten years of skills, and his strength is not messy through the back of the paper." It can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into this word. Child's character spell, I've never heard of it before, and this is the first time I've seen it. Awesome, young people are awesome. Tong Niu has no horns, and it can be used in time and do not use. But so? ”

Because this egg is placed in Ye Er's mouth, the Tong character on it is just a red mark, Ma Ye is a painter, and he knows what it means: the strength contained in Zhu Tong's words has penetrated into the eggshell.

"I don't deserve to be praised by the master, and the art of spells is in my heart, and I don't know much. We're almost at the station, we're going to get off here, you. Zhu Tong gently avoided Ma Ye's temptation, he did have time to write this child's character, but the mental strength that he stared at it was not profound.

Tong Niu has no horns, and it can be used in time and do not use. What does that mean? Does the old guy persuade himself to rein in his edge?

"We're going to get off the bus too, why don't we all go together? Miss Su has already worshiped under the old decay sect, her business is my business, this time I came out to stay in the city for a long time, and I took my disciples out to wander around, and there was no place to go. With Mr. Li, I can also gain some knowledge. Ashamed! The old man boasted that he had a deep understanding of Chinese culture, and Mr. Li's charm healing technique was the first time he had seen it. The so-called thousands of miles to break through 10,000 books, there are countless strange people in the mountains and rivers, and you can't understand the essence of Chinese culture when you sit in the study studio. ”

The master is the master, these words are high-sounding, so that the little liar who has always had sharp teeth and sharp teeth has no words to deal with it, only a wry smile to express humility and welcome. I knew in my heart that Ma Ye's dog skin plaster was attached to himself.

The little liar never suffers, this Chinese painting master Ma Ye seems to be very rich, but the people of Liupin Meiyuan are always people in the rivers and lakes, because of the rules of the rivers and lakes, the little liar thinks about it for a while, and he doesn't even have the opportunity to do a "business" on him, which is really frustrating.

Mei Lanting was laughing on the side, Zhu Tong came to a little spirit, the loss of the embankment was made up for outside the embankment, and it might be a good choice to tease this little girl to play. Ye'er is already famous, and the people of the rivers and lakes are not taboo about fooling around with each other.

Thinking of Ye'er, Zhu Tong glanced back, and when he met her, he also glanced over, the meaning in it was extremely complex, there was shyness, more vigilance and contradiction. Huang Hai didn't feel anything, he was packing his luggage, the train slowly slowed down, and Zhangjiajie Station arrived.

A group of seven people, escorted by the conductor and the sergeant, exited the station through the safe passage, saving a lot of trouble. Zhu Tong paid attention to observe that the people in the three private rooms did not get out of the car, and even the Taoist priests did not appear.

When choosing a place to stay, Zhu Tong did not speak, and Huang Hai took them to a three-star hotel, where they had stayed on their last trip. Along the way, Zhu Tong's mind was looking at the land of Xiangxi in front of him, which is the origin of Zhumen. However, the world in front of him is the same as most cities in China, except that the air is a little humid, and the temperature is much lower than Shanghai, and he feels a little cold.

At midnight, Zhu Tong got up and went to the bathroom, took off his clothes, uncovered the dog skin plaster on his shoulder, threw it away, and put on another pair. The wound has healed on the outside, Dr. Wu's craftsmanship is very good, not that he has stitched it firmly, and this day and night of tossing and turning, only dog skin plasters can not cope with it.

The dog skin plaster configured by Zhu Tong is different from others, and each paste is very valuable. There are not many home remedies for old liars, but the dog skin plaster is a must, and the boiled herbs and veterinary drugs are still second, mainly this dog skin, which is very particular.

There are three main points, the dog that makes the dog skin plaster can only be a black dog, the dog age can not be more than ten months old, and the plaster made of male dog skin can only be used by women, and men can only paste the dog skin plaster made of female dog skin, but I don't know whether it is the rules of the door or the rules of the old liar.

Zhu Tong's most painful time in the town was to help the old liar make dog skin plasters, and he was responsible for writing the four words "three ghosts and one dog" on the stinky dog skin, written in dog blood. Freshly peeled dog skins must have a stinking smell, but they can bear it; Dog blood is more particular, it can only be used by boiling musk, cinnabar and rice wine, and the taste can only be described as terrifying.

What's even more uncomfortable is that the dog skin after writing has to be baked on a charcoal fire, and the hot smell is even more unpleasant, all the way to the pores around the little liar.

The old liar said: Only dog skin that has been treated in this way can make a dog skin plaster with miraculous effects; So the old liar is never afraid of the secret recipe being passed on, so now Zhu Tong only has three dog skin plasters on his body, and he really doesn't want to recall the unfortunate times in the process of making dog skin plasters.

Every time I finish making a dog skin plaster for the old liar, the smell of the little liar will not go for at least three days; Not to mention the windy smell, as long as he walked into the classroom, the teacher was reluctant to teach their class, saying that it was difficult to sleep and eat, but in fact, it was not fragrant to eat because of the smell. The few little girlfriends who promised life and death when he was a teenager were mostly left automatically when he was stinky.

This dog skin plaster should be the only secret recipe of Qipin Zhumen now, the three brothers and sisters all bring a few stickers to save their lives when they walk the rivers and lakes, it is also it for treating injuries, it is also for curing diseases, and it is also used to drive away evil spirits and relieve pain, which is simply a universal plaster.

The reason why Zhu Tong didn't use dog skin plasters for Ye'er in the first place was because he only had three stickers on his body, and it was troublesome to make; The second is what the old liar said, women's should use plasters made of male dog skin. Now it seems that the old liar is deceiving people, Ye Er's spirit is very good, and the bright light on his face has also been subdued a little.

Ma Ye's two male disciples were not from the rivers and lakes, they were both diligent painting students, and they were sent to the mountains by Ma Ye early the next morning to sketch.

After entering the mountain by car, Huang Hai refused the entanglement of the tour guide and led the group of people all the way.

The master himself and the female disciple Mei Lanting entered the mountain with Zhu Tong and his party, and the two girls lived together last night, and now they are like sisters, unrestrained together. Of course, Officer Huang was the one who felt left out, his burden was the heaviest, and even Zhu Tong's luggage was on his back.

Ma Ye was still close to Zhu Tong at the beginning, but Zhu Tong was asking and answering, and it didn't take long for the master to lose patience and mix with the two young girls. This formed a strange formation, Huang Hai led the way in front with a big bag on his back, Ma Ye and two beauties in the middle, and Zhu Tong wandered around the broken back.

The scenery of Zhangjiajie is extremely beautiful, even in early winter, you can enjoy the handsome landscape.

When I went out in the morning, it was a sunny day, and the bright sun shone on my body, warm and lazy. Walking beside the Golden Whip Creek, with towering mountains on both sides, like a general silent in the sun. The stream in winter is like a very quiet Huansha girl, singing a murmuring song, flowing lightly from the feet to the distance.

As soon as I climbed halfway up the mountain, the fog came in, and before I knew it, I was already in a drizzle. The grass and trees around him are fully stained with oil, and there is no scenery in the distance.

Further up, the drizzle turns into snowflakes. Zhu Tong looked back and really saw the spectacle of snow falling into rain, but at a distance of fifty meters, he went up and down a few times, just to experience the intersection of snow and rain; The magical changes of nature, such as the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rocks carved out by the ghostly axe, make several people breathtaking.

Mei Lanting and Ye Er took out their cameras to take pictures, Zhu Tong hid in the distance, to be honest, he didn't find any strange things or people so far. The only strange thing is the Yellow Sea, as soon as he gets off the train, he seems to be a different person, Zhu Tong thought that he was suspicious of the things in the private room, and he also explained vaguely last night; With Huang Hai's original cheerful personality, he shouldn't care about these. But now it seems that men all have the same stinky problem, and the Yellow Sea is inevitable.

The Golden Whip Creek is the famous Ecstasy Terrace, when a few people step up on the snow step by step, there is no one on the Ecstasy Terrace, and the snow also turns into goose feather snow, covering everything around in a powdery white fairy tale.

The snow on the Ecstasy Platform is not cold, and standing on the platform, you can see thousands of scenery; The faint landscape seems to come to life, tearing the snow curtain open with the wind, staging a magnificent or poignant farce.

The mountain peaks here and there appear and disappear in the snow and mist, like a mysterious, ethereal mirage, which invites people to reverie. Vigorous, turquoise pine trees burst out of the steep cliffs and then disappeared into the snow.

The scenery in front of you is sometimes serene, dreamlike, poetic and picturesque, just like a magic brush stroke, which makes people feel like an ink painting. Sometimes like a tragic battlefield, the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse seems to echo in the wind and snow.

Ye Er stood close to the edge of the cliff, her hand holding the iron fence trembling.

The sentimental mind of the ecstasy platform fan, the tool is the unpredictable landscape. Even Ma Ye, who was pointing the country all the way, was silent, took out the wine jug and took a sip, and Huang Hai also took it and took a sip.

Zhu Tong shook his head and refused the old man's kindness, his attention was still on Ye'er. She seemed to merge with the snow, solidified into a sculpture that stood at the very edge.

The mountain wind blew, the snow stopped, and everything floated like a shadow among the clouds. Ye Er stretched out her hand to touch the illusory scenery, Mei Lanting grabbed her, and one of Ye Er's feet had climbed onto the railing.

Ye Er began to howl and cry bitterly, struggling to pounce on the empty realm outside the Ecstasy Stage.

For such a situation, the Yellow Sea has no way at all, and Zhu Tong is still weighing; It doesn't seem appropriate to put her down again; It's not just the leaves that are confused, but also the Gu worms.

Ma Ye untied the long cloth bag behind his back, and took a three-foot hole flute to play a curling fairy sound.

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