The limbs were negligible because she had wiped them, but the torso, she felt back and forth from the shoulders to the back to the front of the chest, and then down the texture of the pectoral muscles......

The hand suddenly stopped in the lower abdomen, and a protruding sensation scratched the finger.

What should she have guessed...... Baihui acupoint is the closest place between the human skull and the upper dantian, as long as a long finger is nailed down, it can be extremely ruthless to seal the monk's upper dantian.

Then corresponding to this, it is naturally the Qi Sea Cave of the Lower Dantian.

She ripped off the clothes on the belly of the Jiufang Ghost Burial, and sure enough, a long needle with the same thick needle as the thick needle on the top of his head was nailed into his lower abdomen, and his lower dantian was also sealed to death.

In this way, this is the reason and means why the big guy can really be trapped here.

She was panting like a cow, and the memories of being cut out of Jindan alive in her previous life hit her like a tide, only to feel that her eyes suddenly became dark, it was a severe pain that she could never forget, and it was the most cruel abyss that completely woke her up.

She tugged on the big guy's clothes tightly, trying not to let herself fall to the ground, and the weight of her whole body was almost on the big guy.

Don't think about it, please don't think about it again, that kind of eyes where everyone is around you, indifferent and even disdainful, obviously so many people are around, but you are so isolated, it seems that there is only one person left in the whole world, don't think about it anymore......

Severe pain, a hand penetrated the body, and it was as if a good person had been torn apart and pierced, and Jin Dan, who had maintained all his strength, left his body alive, except for his head, and the place below his neck seemed to be all gone, and it would float away as soon as the wind blew......

She was thrown out like a piece of garbage, and the only warmth she could feel was the hot breath coming out of the beast's nostrils......

In the end, she still couldn't stop the countless thoughts from hitting her brain, and finally couldn't grasp the corner of the big guy's clothes, and lay straight down on the black stone brick floor.

A thick darkness enveloped all consciousness, and she cut off all contact with the outside world, as if she was going through that day over and over again, completely out of her control, unable to stop even if she wanted to.

Who's going to save me......

She let out a faint scream in her heart, and despair crept in.

Just when he was about to give up hope, suddenly a small tingling sensation filled his limbs, like a lightning strike that broke through the non-stop memories in his consciousness.

The numbness only subsided for a short time, but she still couldn't regain control of her body.

After some time, the numbness swept over again, and magically regained more reason with the effect of "fighting poison with poison" again.

The tingling sensation seemed to know what she needed, and it lasted for a while before withdrawing and reappearing after a while. The intervals are getting longer and longer, but the maintenance is getting shorter and shorter.

Finally, her eyes slowly lit up, and she felt the coldness of her body, the environment, and the stone bricks.

She moved, but the numbness subsided and never reappeared.

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a pair of bare feet that had just been wiped clean by herself.

Not knowing what she was thinking, she reached out and grabbed one of her feet, then reached out her other hand to grab the sturdy calf on the foot.

Her hands swapped upwards, and she barely got up from the ground by leaning on this body.

Her vision was blurry, but she still looked up and saw that the face that was still a mess was facing her.

"Big guy......," she called.

After shouting, he reacted slowly and remembered something, quickly withdrew his two hands that were still holding people's shoulders, and quickly retreated with the last bit of strength, keeping a comfortable distance from Jiufang Youyou, and then turned around and staggered to the stone threshold of the stone hall, and sat down with his back to the big guy holding on to the door frame.

She is so tired now, the mental consumption is really far greater than the body, I don't know how long she has been on the ground, but it is like countless times have passed.

It was terrifying. She hugged herself with her arms, and only then did she feel a little more relaxed, remembering the feeling of getting out of that state just now.

The pain and numbness just now, it was the big guy, and it was he who helped him.

She quietly turned her head and looked at the person who was still hanging there, not expecting him to save herself.

At this moment, the big guy turned his face back to her, still expressionless, but it seemed to her that there was always a concern hidden behind the dirt.

"I'm fine. She gently explained to Jiufang Youmor, "I had a disease just now, the scientific name is PTSD post-traumatic stress disorder, which is a mental disorder that will appear after receiving strong injuries and death threats, just a mental illness, and it will get better slowly." ”

She turned back to her back and continued to adjust her mindset.

In fact, it was at that moment just now that she knew that she actually had PTSD, and the mental disorder was a little serious without preparation, and she realized that after the big guy just shot, her mood calmed down faster than she expected.

Jiufang Yu didn't move, but his ears trembled, and he was still facing the back sitting on the threshold, his muscles slightly relaxed.

Hua Lingyuan sat for a long time, until the sun had gone down, and then she stood up on her knees, left the stone hall, and walked to the earthen stove in front of the small broken house.

She poured herself a basin of hot water and scrubbed her little dirty face with her own face towel.

She was in tears just now, and the tears hit the floor tiles, and she was sure that the big guy would definitely hear the sound of tears falling, because even she heard it, and it was impossible for the big guy's ears not to hear it.

Then she had to clean herself up, otherwise how could the big guy trust a guy with a dirty face and tears and snot to help him clean up his face.

After washing her face, she felt a lot refreshed, not only on her face, but also in her heart. So he started to make meat porridge, and promised the big guy that he would reward meat porridge during the day, so naturally he couldn't break his promise.

Making porridge is a special test of time and heat, just enough to allow her to focus on one thing and forget about the other, until the sun has completely set and the moon is high, and the porridge is completely boiled, and the fragrance really spreads throughout the courtyard.

Under the light of the candle flame and the earthen stove fire, she took out the porridge and set it aside to cool. I feel that this is the most successful porridge she has cooked, and all the rice grains are boiled, like blooming flowers suspended in the thick rice soup, with the red meat foam, the taste is fresh and salty.

She took a bowl out, walked back to the stone hall, and stood in front of the Nine Directions Funeral with a homemade wooden spoon that kept stirring, trying to make it cool faster.

"Big man, the porridge is ready, and you can taste my craft in a while. She said as she stirred.

Jiufang's nose twitched slightly, and the brows under the dirt were a little gathered.

Hua Lingyuan felt that the temperature of the porridge was very suitable, so she scooped up a very small spoonful, raised her arm, and sent the spoon to Jiufang Yuyu's mouth.